Posts by TINTALLE

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  • 2 TON ANGEL ! lucas' opinions B^) ! CARVED OUTTA ICE

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  • ★ hiding in the glitter [ open ]

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    Looking at the snow, he patted it flat, the the stubby-legged tom doing his best to etch out "silentkit" before straightening his back and returning his blank starry eyed expression towards Private. He looked at Lucas, pressing a smile and nodded, seeming to toddle to him to give his brother a fluffy hug. It was nice to see family than strangers.
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  • STUDIO KILLERS ! open, m&g

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    He offered a smile to his family members. In a sense, the kitten was glad no one else happened to be mute. They were all gifted, right? He wondered if talking was something to do with intelligence, unsure about his inability to hear sound. Maybe it was just a language he had to learn to read! But Silentkit couldn't lip read yet, frowning slightly in thought and as he narrowed his eyes a little. That was his thinking face.
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  • ★ hiding in the glitter [ open ]

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    He patted a little more snow, trying to flatten out the ground. He wondered how much longer Winter would last. The snow, after all, was useful to write in. But then again, who knew? He'd never seen the other seasons. He quietly pondered in thought - what was the most beautiful season? Who knew, the tom finishing off writing "It's nice to meet you too". And now, all he could do was smile. But he truly was glad he could be around good Exilers. He was especially glad his brother was there. He wasn't sure why he seemed a little upset, but his brother was a good brother - he loved him for that. He stopped, looking at the two. Was there something wrong? He frowned a little, his smile fading.
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  • [ TELL ME WHERE THE FREAKS AT ] open, meet and greet

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    He'd tilt his head, a blank stare was all the tom could give before he decided to point at his ears. But would that help? If he had learnt correctly, they used ears to hear, right? Now he was second guessing himself, the tom seeming to panic inside like the nervous trainwreck he was.
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  • ★ hiding in the glitter [ open ]

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    Pointing towards Private, the little tom wanted to tell his papa he'd made a friend and he was really proud of himself for doing so.
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  • [ TELL ME WHERE THE FREAKS AT ] open, meet and greet

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  • ★ hiding in the glitter [ open ]

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    He then stopped. Did his family accept Silent despite the fact that he was not only deaf but also mute? His stomach felt a sickly churn. What if everything was a lie? He shook his head in thought. He had to be grateful for everything, right? He had a loving family to look after and protect him. But how long would it take until they threw him out?
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  • DESERVES OUR PITY - mental breakdown, open

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    He was pretty sure he was the leader of The Exiles, the one they were all under and looked up to. M-Maybe he was a nice guy. So Silentkit approached, the mute male attempting to poke the clanlord. He could potentially wind up hurt, but Si wasn't familiar with pain just yet either. So right now, Silent would probably wander off a cliff wondering if he'd fly like a bird without fear. There was just...not enough knowledge the cruelty of reality.
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  • WELCOME TO THE FAMILY | && THE RETURN

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    So when Silentkit stopped behind Clown, the first thing he saw was his anger while he was slowly looking up and trembling slightly. He glanced at the stranger, then glanced back to his father, slowly padding back in fear. Papa's scaring Silentkit, he thought with teary eyes, afraid.
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  • open ➤ I'll be fine on the outside

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in light blue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ Sometimes the hearing impaired feline felt like the runt of the litter, but he still tried to follow the standards that seemed to be set by his siblings. He took them much like role-models, the male toddling behind them when he saw them deciding to approach the library. To his astonishment, a place filled with words. But not...spoken words, written words. Something he could understand.


    Silentkit was now starry eyed, a smile displaying upon his features in awe as the tiny tom made a spin around, looking at all the books. All the words! He felt...genuinely happy. Immensely happy. But, for some reason having an intensely smaller figure, Silentkit knew he'd probably end up hurt if he tried to take out a book - not that he knew what pain was, he just had a bad feeling about it. So instead he turned to the group he found both his brothers were crowding at, padding over with his stubby legs.


    He came up from behind Cynthia as carefully as possible. He didn't know what they were talking about, and he couldn't care less as he tried to peep over to look at the book. As she closed it, he tried to move his head in the direction the book was about to close, trying to read his last...the book was shut and he'd fallen over, clumsily getting back onto his paws and deciding to race back behind Pixel and Joseph. He was sure he'd safely avoided an awkward encounter, right?
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  • I WILL LOVE YOU FOR A THOUSAND YEARS } private for now, birthing

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in light blue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ The split second he was thrown into the cold, the child would wail in tears, crying. But it was only to little knowledge that perhaps it would be the first and last time his voice would be the heard, the sad reality looming upon the deaf child's inaudible world, his nonexistent soundscape of lies.


    After a few moments, he slowly quietened down, sniffling to silence - much like his name. Curling up for warmth, the small tom shivered. There was almost a dark aura which seemed to weave around him, as if fate itself was giving a sign of his treacherous future ahead. His dark and lonely track.
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  • [ TELL ME WHERE THE FREAKS AT ] open, meet and greet

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in light blue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ He shook his head, insisting that he'd be alright. But he quickly gave up on body language, writing in the snow "I'll be okay". But it seemed like Silentkit had lifted his head back up at the wrong time, noticing his other father seeming to hold up a paw. He blinked in confusion, then curious. He wondered what it meant as he too tried to lift his paw, trying to copy the same gesture. But maybe Silent didn't have much control over his own claws, trying to see if he too could give Amadeus the middle claw. Though it was really out of no evil intent, he didn't know it was rude as he tilted his head and tried his best to copy what his father had done. After all, his father's were his biggest influences, right?
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  • ★ hiding in the glitter [ open ]

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in light blue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ He nodded once again, contently swishing his tail and deciding to draw pictures in the snow. He wanted to draw his entire family, drawing both papas first with happy smiles. Then his brothers - for some reason he specifically gave Lucas pretty stars next to him. He came in closer, trying to draw every detail of his brothers before moving onto him. He was the smallest of them all, but he made sure to give himself a smile too. There - a big happy direct family all with smiles. Oh yes, and Privatekit too! Now Privatekit was in his picture. He was a happy little tom, Silentkit.
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  • WELCOME TO THE FAMILY | && THE RETURN

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in light blue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy, the sight]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ Silentkit would retreat back to his protective brother, seeing if he could hide beneath Lucas' wings. It looked fluffy and safe, so of course that was all that went through the kitten's fuzzy mind. He was so glad to have Lucas around. He didn't know what he'd do without him. But Silent loved everyone in his family, there was surely no doubt about that.


    He tried to force a tiny smile, but not big enough as though he were insensitive of how everyone was feeling. It was simply a smile as if to prove he wasn't a weak little child, and prove that he was alright. He...had to be more accepting, more flexible.
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  • ★ pain of your mistakes ( open )

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in light blue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy, the sight]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]/long story short he finds a satchel filled with a blank book and a pen, a beanie and an old instant camera. c:


    ★ He was outside again, now pouncing from pebble to pebble. Rawr! He was trying to be scary like other Exilers, pretending to tackle sticks and rocks. But he was really just playing - really. And it was at that moment his attention was caught by a strange object. A brown satchel. He walked over, curious. He'd never seen anything like that, tilting his head. He poked it, quickly darting behind a pebble. Okay, he didn't know how a pebble would protect him but he tended to do that. anyway - hide behind pointless things. But the satchel didn't do a thing, the male creeping towards it again as he tried to pet it. Nope, it wasn't moving. Was it lifeless? He opened the flap, started slightly. It opened and had contents inside. Oh lookie, a book!


    Silentkit pulled the book out, but this instantly frowned as he flipped through blank lined pages. There was nothing inside, other than a pen connected to it on the outside. Maybe it had words written in invisible ink! But he soon came to notice it was just a writing book. Perhaps Silentkit could write in a diary. It made up for time he'd wasted socialising, at least giving him some means of learning communication by...well talking to a book so it seemed. But there were other things in the satchel, Silentkit pulling out a strange device. It was rectangular, smooth and with a strange light. There was a button, the tom facing the front and seeming to press it, only to be startled to death by a flash of light. He shook himself, rubbing his eyes in panic and peeking. There was nothing of harm. Figuring it was safe, he checked, something had come out of the device, a photo of his...face...really close up. Well that was embarrassing, so he thought. But he'd found an old instant camera.


    The last thing in the satchel was a light green knitted beanie. Well, his ears were cold from the weather, so he'd placed it over his head, covering his ears as he packed the diary in the satchel and wore the camera around his neck, now dragging his bag across the ground. They were heavy, especially due to his size but he genuinely liked them. Hopefully the owner wouldn't come back any time soon as he passed a human corpse, innocently padding back to camp to see if he could show anyone his new things. Of course, he didn't know he technically stole from a dead person, he just wanted to leave as soon as possible from the smell he'd so obliviously unnoticed. But maybe it was because The Exiles usually stunk of dead corpses and rot.
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  • ★ hiding in the glitter [ open ]

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in lightgreen, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy, the sight]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ "Pat, pat". That was really all the affection Silentkit needed, seeing his papa write down a couple of words. 'Big happy family'. He smiled, he really hoped it was a big happy family. But he felt darkness somewhere, darkness somewhere within the family he was in. Who was it from? Was it from inside of him? He stared quietly at the picture, not really daring to do much. He felt discomfort. But with his lack of emotions physically expressed, it seemed as if the kit was simply just observing his picture and pondering over his 'happy family' memories. But there was a lot more which went through the mind that met the eye, Silentkit reflecting and contemplating so hard sometimes, all he saw was darkness. But all Silentkit could really show was the kitten wagging his little tail in amusement, adding sparkles and putting everyone he had drawn into one big heart.
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  • ★ pain of your mistakes ( open )

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in lightblue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy, the sight]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ Oh lookie, it's Private, the kitten thought, excitedly waddling his way to him. Admittedly he had a bit of hard time with all the weight he was carrying, but the little stubby-legged tom was getting there...in slow progress, but he was still getting there! He swished his tail, trying to propel himself with a bit of a boost at the push of his paws, stumbling slightly in front of private as he finally reached him. Despite the bag itself with the camera wasn't exactly that heavy, it was just proof Silentkit wasn't an immensely strong tom.


    He wriggled his furry bottom, trying his best to get into a comfortable seating position as he placed his camera down. Pointing towards it and looking at Private. His eyes simply said 'lookie what I found!', his optics sparkling. He liked what he found. It looked cool, except it made a scary flash light effect. But he could learn to deal with it, right? As he tried to show Privatekit, he noticed a little peep hole, the kitten quickly looking through. He saw a little pebble, and had decided to press the button. To his surprise, the light didn't flash at his face but at the rock, a picture now seeming to eject of the rock. The look of surprise was written all over the fuzzy kitten's features as though he'd discovered electricity for the first time. He now knew how to worked, and he wondered if Privatekit liked his discovery too.
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  • YOU'RE RIPPED AT EVERY EDGE - open, M&G

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    He admired Joseph like all his other siblings. They were all different in a unique way. Lucas had good talking skills, Pixelated was a unique oddball...and Joseph was like the more mature and intelligent one of the litter! But admittedly, being the curious butterfly he was, Silent wondered why his brother wore glasses. Was it an accessory? Was it to keep him warm like Silent's beanie? Since he couldn't exactly communicate, Silentkit tried to sneak up from behind. He didn't understand the difference between loud and quiet, the deaf feline trying to poke Joseph's glasses off. He didn't know his brother could potentially try and swat him, but Silent rarely was talked about things in the first place. Or to be precise - notified things. It wasn't like he could hear or talk. Perhaps he could walk around with a little "I am deaf and mute" sign.
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  • SPOOPY [ open patrolling ] SOUP

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; width: 350px; height: 15px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; text-align: center; border-radius: 5px 5px 0px 0px]template by[color=#6e6e6e] #punki-chan[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2e2e2e; border: none; border-top: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 350px; min-height: 200px; padding: 0px][fancypost bgcolor=#1c1c1c; border: 2px solid #e6e6e6; border-top: none; border-bottom: none; width: 296px; min-height: 180px; padding: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #bdbdbd; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase][fancypost bgcolor=#151515; border: none; border-bottom: 2px solid #e6e6e6; width: 316px; height: 40px; padding: 0px; font-family: baskerville old face; color: #e6e6e6; font-size: 15px; line-height: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px white; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: -10px; margin-left: -10px]it is the sanity of life that makes us mad[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: inherit; height: 10px; padding: 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-shadow: none; margin-top: -2px]( [abbr=silentkit vians-disharmony, 4 moons, mute, deaf, exile]general[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=grey tabby with white splotches, wears green beanie, sometimes carries satchel]body[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=attack in lightblue, mentally medium {depends on mental attack}, physically very easy, the sight]battle[/abbr] ) ( [abbr=son of leonidas and uglyclown, pm for capture, pm for torture, no kill]other[/abbr] )[/fancypost][/fancypost]★ He looked at Pixelatedkit trying to give Lucas a hug, Silentkit trying to waddle to catch up to join in. He wanted a group hug with his siblings. To be honest, he wasn't sure why he often went for hugs. He wasn't too much of the touchy feely type, but in a sense hugs reminded him of affection, it made him feel a little warm and fuzzy inside when his siblings accepted him, and whether he was accepted or not in the hug really depended on fate.


    He also didn't know why everyone was crowding around, he saw some pretty scary faces crowding in, and some young ones but he didn't really pay much mind to it. He'd slowly learnt the hard way he would always be behind in a conversation, so he just had to deal with it and put on a brave face. But inside...he was melting, intensely paranoid of how everything would come.
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