Posts by » BALTHAZAR M.S.

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[size=9pt]Striking emerald eyes stood out from the pitch black form that traipsed the very edge of Boneclan's territory. Walking over the scent marker as if it were a tightrope and he were the performer for the entire audience. A broad, toothy grin was plain on the males maw as he teetered from side to side- with one ebony paw sometimes just over the border, and the next moment, back on the wild lands side of things. Balthazar wasn't sure why this was such a humorous motion to him, but nonetheless did his giggles turn into a deep, belly centered laugh.

"Hee... I do hope they get here soon, though," mewed the rogue, finally stoping his pacing to sit himself down on the ground to inspect at his claws, the things somewhat dull in colour by the fights he had been in, and the blood that had been drawn. Sure, most of it was from pray, but Balthazar liked living the more... dangerous side of loner life if you would. Such the very fitting title of Rogue- however the feline hadn't always started off that way. His roots tracing back to a kittypet lifestyle he gave up on early, running away, and settling into a life of being alone with his own sort of activities he called 'fun'. Nonetheless, he was here for a reason; and that was to join.

Living life like a rogue was fun and all- but why not find like minded individuals, and finally settle down? Besides, it meant seeing faces other than his own and the dead, vacant eyes of prey that he ate... which meant of course, jokes, and unapologetic flirting at all times.

"Hellooooooo?" he called out again in a somewhat sing-song voice, tapping his toes as he was getting impatient with whatever patrol was on their way.[/size]
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[size=9pt]It was fairly easy to tell that the first Boneclanner who approached him had an air of authority around her, and Balthazar whistled softly under his breath as he caught site of her. Nonetheless, he waited for the larger feline sat herself down in front of him, and then from the shadows of Boneclan's territory another two soon appeared as well. Nodding his head to them, the emerald eyed feline gave his largest grin yet, before doing a slight nod and bow towards Tauriel, recognizing her to most likely be the highest ranking official there. What her true rank was was unknown to Balthazar however, as he brought his head back up to make eye contact with the femme.

"My name is Balthazar Magi-Sinclair, madame, however you and everyone else can call me anytime if you'd wish," he began, cheekily smiling at the flirty remark literally aimed towards everyone- well, most everyone. Balthazar knew well enough not to flirt with youngsters, that being Robbie of course.

"I'd like to be able to join." Was what he simply said after that, getting straight to the point after his flirting. His tone took on a more serious note as well, as the feline turned back to Tauriel, the air around him changing ever so slightly to show his intentions were serious, and that he of course was not joking about such a manner.[/size]
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[size=9pt]ooc. ah, no! he's not based off of anything other than his name, which comes from the Three Magi from Evangelion, but apparently also the bible? I know it from anime tho so c':

Well it wasn't like Robbie was entirely wrong, definitely on the right track, but of course that was an assumption Balthazar was unaware of being thought. Not that he'd have cared either which way, and when the ebony feline was met with a fistful's of 'sure's and 'welcome to Boneclan's!' he rocked back on his haunches and gave a little clap of his paws together, clearly delighted with this news.

"Simply wonderful! And oh, Alejandro! What a charming name for such a charming man, my only concern is if you're single or not really." Meowed the tom with a shrug of his shoulders, smiling in the other male's direction. "But the pleasure is simply mine, for all of you," he meowed, nodding his head towards the growing crowd, simply beaming in pure delight at all the attention he could receive and give at the same time. This place would be pure fun, he realized, green eyes alight. [/size]
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I was just scrolling through and I saw this and /wink wonks
I wouldn't mind putting Balthazar forward as well, he's from Boneclan obvs and a bit more into his personality is that he's just a general slut and a total flirt as you know, but if things get serious not only does he generally not know how to actually deal with that but he's overly protective / potentially obsessive so 8')

So either for a romantic interest or boyf depending what you feel is best / interested o/

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Perf <3
Do you want me to make that thread I still have to make anyways? C':

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He had met many a creature when he had been on his travels before settling down here in Boneclan, which of course entailed in flirting as much as he pleased, a few one night stands here and there, and of course, plenty of meeting and greeting that had to be done. But stereotypical ones could be a little boring, Balthazar felt, so to spice his up the ebony male had gathered up a few knives and various other pointed objects and had stabbed them into a soft part of the ground. Why? For no other reason than he had wanted too, and honestly, sitting in a circle of various pointed objects such as knives was not only a way to look cool, but an obvious way to direct attention to him as well. God's above knew how much he liked that, at least, and if someone felt like taking one of the knives or other such sharp objects he wouldn't stop them. If someone tried stabbing him, he also probably wouldn't stop them, but would stab back. That was besides the point, however.

"Meet and Greet! It'll be oh so knife to meet you all!" Was what Balthazar called out, before cackling at his own little joke. Ah, he cracked himself up. Sitting in what he would now call either the Bone Zone or his Knife People Circle, or Kneople for short, Balthazar began to set up how he wanted the meet and greet to go for those who wanted to participate of course.

"My name is Balthazar Magi-Sinclair, 19 moons, lover of pointy things potentially- feel free to call me Balt, or whatever else you want as long as I can call you charming. If you... If you want to be friends just take a stab at it! I promise I ain't gonna cut no one unless they make the first slice!" He said, stating a few facts and trying to make an open greeting, but half way through he really couldn't continue and began to laugh at his own jokes again, realizing he had quite the cutting edge on humour. Regardless, time to wait for others to show up!

ooc. Hi my name is Zay and this is my trash son o/ enjoy shitty puns and my trash child!

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Balthazar was always one for socialization whether that need was reciprocated or not, and the ebony feline padded forward with a lopsided grin on his maw, a brow raised as he looked at the growing group with wide emerald eyes. A meet and greet- and of course he would know no one present... minus Alejandro and Robbie of course. Now Alejandro was candy to Balthazar's eyes, Robbie was. Well, Robbie. Not like he really knew them other than their faces or names, after all.

"Oooh, you must know me too then, darling, if you know everyone else!" he chirped, sliding up to stand alongside Alejandro, briefly looking towards the tiger and playfully letting his tail brush against the other feline's side before he flicked it away, turning back to Bonetrousle. "Just kidding, I know you wouldn't. I'm Balthazar! The only and only, lovely." He cooed happily, sitting himself down with a broad grin, dipping his head in an exaggerated gesture in greeting.

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Oddly enough, Balthazar loved kids, and he loved playing with kids, too- however it was probably best if both were left under supervision, or otherwise the ebony male would probably start trying to teach the kid who to skillet meat or throw knives even if the kid was like, 3. 'Just because it's a baby doesn't mean it ca'n't start early', he would probably respond, but yes Balthazar, the baby cannot start early because it is in fact, a baby. Nonetheless the feline happily traipsed over, knowing Robbie to be Robbie and the rest of them as strangers as he sat down, smiling cheerily at everyone present.

"Well hello little missy," he said pleasantly, knowing better than to use a flirtatious voice on a child. No, this was one of those rare situations where Balthazar wouldn't put up his moves, but quickly glancing at the brooding and anger filled Jasper he made a mental note to tease that hunk at one point or another. "From the sounds of it, your name is Babycub- I'm Balthazar!" he said, nodding his head and doing a little bow for the girl. Though her name was weird- wasn't it like naming your kid babybaby or cubcub? Ah well, Balthazar was sure it would become a wonderful name with age- sometimes the weirder ones were like that, after all.

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He had approached the group and had stayed on the sidelines for a little while, listening to all of the talk that was going on before he had decided to jump in himself, taking the few steps forward to fully arrive in the growing group of felines and other Boneclanners questioning things on life, and clearing his throat, Balthazar gave his answer full heartily, with full sincerity.

"Humans like to say many things, but personally, I think it's possible. There are creatures out there who are undefeatable, keeping a body for all eternity and living for all eternity." Was what the ebony feline had ended up saying, and truthfully, Balthazar was of the belief that he was one of those eternal beings. Thinking he had been blessed perhaps, he truthfully and wholeheartedly believed he was unstoppable and eternal- but with his full powers only locked away by a curse. This belief was of course, false, but he was trying to find anyone who was capable of 'unlocking' his eternal life once more. His own personal holy grail if you would. In the meantime he would be reluctant to say his belief out loud in terms of himself, fearing it was 'too great' a knowledge for others, but why shoot down a similar belief?

"But then, can't it also be questioned if you live on through family? Eternal life through names, after all," he chimed, adding that afterwards, smiling as his tail idly waved back and forth behind him.

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Balthazar was much in the same boat as Lucian, unbeknownst to the black feline as he trotted about Boneclan's camp, going about his own business. Except his path of life had been travelling and flirting and fighting, and being alone in certain mindsets. His search for a permanent home had been an active one really, and one he was fully enjoying thus far as he idly moved about, all before his bright emerald eyes befell upon the form of Lucian, and Balthazar made his move over towards the other, sauntering with a spring in his step before stopping.

"Hey handsome, you're a new face," he chimed, grinning, a brow raised as he gently nudged Lucian's shoulder with his right paw, using flirtatious pet names upon greeting. It was just the sort of feline he was like, after all- no filter, no judgement, and probably a massive man whore as well. Ah well. "I'm Balthazar, and may I be so inclined to know what you're name must be? Unless... let me guess- is it Prince Charming?" he said, laughing a little after that, sitting himself down and making himself comfortable, making no indication of leaving any time soon.

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The soft sound of an instrument was what drew Balthazar forward, and before the ebony feline could tell where he had gone, he noticed Adrienne sitting atop of a wall, the source for the gentle hum he had been hearing. "That's quite a pretty tune from a pretty lady," he hummed, making himself visible but not bothering to jump up against the wall. His black form sat idly, his tail waving slowly behind him in lazy loops as he listened to what Adrienne was playing, his bright emerald eyes watching her closely for a moment before he looked away, watching the dusky sky.

"You seem glum, chum! Any reason why, despite the lovely tune and lovely view from your wall? Do you not like the dusk?" Asked Balthazar, having noticed the blue look in her gaze, softly smiling to himself even as he asked how the other was faring, despite not even knowing her name.

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"Knowing their names or not, you're still a living proof of their legacy that didn't fail, yes?" Chimed Balthazar, interrupting with that train of thought as the ass prodded in as well. The fur around his shoulders fluffed in a minor way of how he spoke of immortals ( after all, he himself was immortal or so he ever believed ) but spoke no words towards it, cocking his head to the side instead, thinking a moment further.

"Not to mention, is it really relying if an immortal goes for it? After all, they're immortal, perhaps the like the thrill of the thought of what it'd be like to die despite the fact they never would," he said, turning towards Cleveland next, looking at the ass with his bright, dazzling emerald eyes.

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ooc. whoops accidentally vanished there for a moment o/ but hey! This semester is at least easier than the last c':

It looked as if he had disappeared for a while there, much to Balthazar's dismay- and the flirtatious feline felt the lack of civilization upon his back the minute he had left. Even though he had gone his whole life without a group to be behind him... the few days he had stayed here did leave a lasting impression, and Balthazar both missed it and craved it. So, the pitch black feline with the striking emerald eyes returned from wherever he had gone, and if asked the feline would have definitely avoided the subject with a swift flirtatious line.

So he stood in the middle, ready to introduce himself to unfamiliar faces that may have amassed while he was absent, looking pretty as always and wondering if those he did know were still about, too- he did owe Alejandro a lovely hug after all, even if he did vanish for a while, and his chance had been lost with the dashing feline- but ah! Boneclan had plenty other charming and pretty faces to flirt with, too.

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ooc. it me! o/

He had gathered a nice little return committee if it could have been called that- of course a good majority of the Clan Animals here weren't even aware that it could have been a return committee. But as the faces showed up one by one, Balthazar did feel a slight twinge in his chest- not many of the faces seemed to know him, and really, the same could have been said from his end, too. He recognized faces but when it boiled down to names... there wasn't one he knew from heart, just yet.

"I'm here to return of course- I know the way around, and if you smell real hard I should still carry Boneclan scent," he said, pleased enough in regards to Ronnie, smiling politely in his direction, closing his strikingly emerald green eyes. "It's a pleasure to meet... or have possibly re-met, all of you!" he said, but then of course to his delight, faces ( with names he did know! ) had begun to appear!

"Ah yes yes, you're faces are ones I know well enough- and Seraphim? What a lovely name, it fits you quite well," meowed the feline, "I don't think anyone here would accept the answer of me being lost in your eyes, friend, but simply put I think I truly got lost while exploring and found myself without knowing how to get back! But, here I am again, miraculously," he added as an addendum, turning towards MacReady, too.

"Names are always pleasant no matter how much one remembers themselves or others- and it's Balthazar on my end, MacReady, good to know I made some sort of half something impression," he said with a good natured laugh, and of course, the feline he had remembered the most had finally showed up as well, much to Balthazar's pleasure.

"Alejandro! Yes yes, I'm fine- though had I been hurt simply seeing you would have been enough to make me feel better- you are a feline who's eyes I truly could get lost in, too," he added, his flirting and compliments sincere as he moved towards the tiger. Really, to those that didn't know him, the unashamed flirting probably came as a surprise- to those it did... well, maybe it was still surprising sometimes, but maybe they were a little more used to it by now. "I hope you've all been good while I was gone? And that I hadn't missed much, I hope," he added, nodding his head, turning to look at everyone, though he was still closer to Alejandro as well, smiling broadly.

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Pfbfbt I was going to say "are you fine doing a try two" but I already see Bal's name up there so c':
I suppose this is a track then- and... also me saying I should make that thread gosh darn orz

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My oh my- he was freshly returned and this was to be one of the next new things that he was to encounter in his short moments being back? A raid by a Clan with no manners it seemed, and Balthazar would have none of it. Boneclan was his home now after all- the place had a certain effect on him to which it just felt right to call it as such... so to have that feeling threatened?

Yeah, it wasn't nice.

The rock spikes weren't fun to deal with, and the feline let out a sharp hiss between his teeth as he dodged them to the best of his ability, having no known powers of his own to counteract it with, and barely getting by ( and bumping into a few if he were to be honest ) before standing near the edge of the finished formations, not liking how it would make it much more difficult to move around- but hey! Balthazar liked a challenge, and these Windclan animals seemed ready to give them one.

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ooc. go recycling threads!

He had never been the sort to have any semblance of a normal sleeping schedule, choosing to close his eyes when he saw fit at sporadic hours of the day. Sometimes the moon had been high in the sky for quite some time before those electric emerald eyes had closed and lulled the shadow-y male into a deep slumber, and at others, it was quick naps caught in a ray of sunshine at noon- until he was needed again, of course. It wasn't to say Balthazar didn't sleep... no, quite the contrary- but a full nights sleep? That was more of a rare sight- it was hard to find the right amount of comfort after all, and his room always felt so empty, and his sheets far too cold.

But the weather of that night was good enough for Balthazar to simply sit in the stone hallways, looking out through the windows and watching the grounds below, fascinated by the sights and sounds. It was incredible quiet after all- most others were asleep at this hour normally, and simply enveloping the night brought an odd sense of calm over Balthazar. He did enjoy the calm and stillness of the night after all- storm or not.

The creaking of a distant door followed by the echo of light paw steps drew him from his lull and calm demeanor, and Balthazar peered over to see where it was coming from, dully surprised and delighted all at once at seeing Alejandro. Would it have been rude of him to call out? Perhaps- was this to stop Balthazar? Not at all. "Why, Alejandro! What are you doing up at such an absurd hour? Storm keeping you up?" he asked, tilting his head to the surprise as he called out to the tiger- trying to keep his voice quiet enough as to not disturb anyone else near by, but hopefully loud enough for the tiger to hear him, still.

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I'm more than fine if Balthy takes a spot, so sure! C:

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Balthazar also wasn't the sort to have jelled perfectly in with everyone yet- however the ebony male was proficient in socialization, and also didn't particularly care if others viewed him as an 'outcast'. He had survived his whole life on his own for a good chunk of it anyways- but he'd have been lying to himself had he said he didn't prefer company.

Nonetheless, he had a... Personable personality to say the least- and as the shadowy make spotted Marvelpaw the male had been brought back to his return, and at the sight of faces familiar and those that were new- and Marvelpaws had been one that was new. Smiling as he approached silently behind the male, he peered over his shoulders, a brow raised as he glanced at the pretty pictures and words- those were called comic books, weren't they? "My oh my- what are you reading there?" he asked with a small laugh, the smaller feline sitting himself comfortably down beside the laying tiger.

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Would this count as a sort of adventure? For really, Balthazar was a sort of slut for treasure- ranging from small shiny rocks to pieces of copper, to simple trinkets he found amusing and yes, even a fandom shirt he would treat as precious treasure for himself if he was told it was such. The concept of treasure was exciting enough on its own, but perhaps it was the adventure that Balthazar loved the most. He had travelled around as a rogue previously after all- though he wasn't willing to go back to that lifestyle anytime soon. The prospect of an in home adventure however was a lovely compromise.

"Shirts and swords? Sounds simply dashing, I'd love to," said Balthazar with a laugh, a small glint in his bright emerald eyes. He did enjoy sharp and pointy things after all- a sword was the perfect treasure hunt for the male, then.

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