Posts by NIGHTTALES XERSES

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]"Oho, how sweet, they even put a heart on it." Nighttales would hum, drawing to a halt beside Aiyes, and allowing his gaze to fall upon the gifts that Shadowclan had left for them. Candies and weapons definitely were an odd mix, huh? It wasn't as if Ni minded, though.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]"Eeeh, unfortunately I'll be sticking with the card." Nighttales would jest, halting his pace parallel to the other individual. A slight smirk would slant his jaw, and a single fictional brow would remain subtly raised in amusement.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]"Well, wouldn't you make a great father, Aiyes." Nighttales would note with a small hum, halting beside his friend, and peering at the lost child. He tilted his head a little, playful attitude dissolving a tad, as slight concern seemed to bring forth the furrowing of his metaphorical brows. "Hmm, what do you suppose we do?" Was this the kind of case where they just.. took the child into their home? Kind of thing? He wasn't quite used to supporting lost children, but that's what he was assuming what tended to happen.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]"That is quite the surplus of surnames that you have there." Ni would approach, seating himself beside Yuri, and allowing a smirk to slant his maw. "Nighttales Xerses, it's a pleasure, welcome to the clan, all that jazz." This one.. was an Xerses too, right? That would make them related in someways - just as how Yuri was likely related to the same individual, through the Muzikant family. Hmm, interesting.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]aaah yes please bab <3

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]Whilst Aiyes had lived for quite a long while, Nighttales had.. Well, it depended on what one could call 'living', exactly. He had lived, and then he had died, and then he had.. done something..? Even now, he wasn't too sure. However, shortly afterwards, he had gone right back to living again. It was odd, and something felt out of place, but he'd suppose that he'd shrug off whatever had happened between life and death, as another stage of dying, maybe.

As Aiyes noted upon the seemingly neverending staircase, Nighttales would chuckle in amusement. "Weeeell, if it does, then we'll see." He paused. "And, uh, if it doesn't.. Then I guess we'll also see!" He had a feeling that it would end, though - as all things did.

/ YOUK NOW WHAT THEY SHOULD FIND A DEAD BODY OR SOMETHING AT THE END

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]Galactickit was someone that Ni recognised, but didn't know all too well. Nevertheless, he could take notice of a certain emptiness, when someone wasn't quite around. Therefore, upon glancing around, and finally seating himself, he gave a slight shrug. "Anyone seen that.. uh, that kid? Gal.. I think it was?" He was pretty sure that he was getting the name right, anyhow.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]/ hhELL YEAH I KNOW YOUR FEEL

Nighttales, when it came to friends, wasn't in great abundance, either. He had people he recognised, a few he could call friends, one or two that he could call a really good friend, and then.. yeah, that was it. He was still somewhat new, having joined, maybe, last week? Around then, anyhow, he hadn't been expecting to become greatly familiar with a few comrades, so shortly after joining, either way. Maybe he just had that.. odd personality, that people didn't tend to be fond of. He was just that new, fresh, lying shit-bag, after all.

Neptuneblues, however, was a returning joiner. Though, Ni wouldn't be surprised if Nep over here had returned to find his friends dead and gone. Things tended to be like that, after all. When you disappeared, people were left behind.. When you came back, they were all gone.. It was that irony, that the world tended to pertain to, nowadays.

"Yo!" Nighttales would greet, the serval offering a careless wave, towards the familiar figure. He hadn't really gotten to know Nep, at all, and through his boredom, he had stumbled across the male and decided that getting to know him would likely prove fruitful, at the very least.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]/ HOLY SHIT TRACK WHILE I READ

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]Nighttales had been.. well.. One could say that he had his experiences with alcohol. Firstly, after he had killed and sacrificed his mother. Secondly, after his sister jumped. Thirdly, after his friends were slaughtered. But then, there was a point where you got used to it, and alcohol simply didn't tend to work for much longer. Such fluids ran dry in your throat, and only made your stomach churn, after a while. Plus, he had been.. way too young at the time. Come to think of it, he was probably still younger than Nep, and probably, honestly, still a kid at heart. He couldn't quite say that his life had been as traumatic as Nep's, it probably hadn't been, after all - and he wouldn't care to admit to such a past, either way.

"Hmm, kid?" Nighttales would respond, with a slight grin. "Nothing much, old man." He'd joke, sitting down with an abrupt 'plonk', and fixating his golden orbs, once again, on the oldie. One could call him an oldie, right? Well, he didn't quite seem like an old man, but he had been lingering around here once before, no? A former Colouredclanner, if not a former Colouredclan high position. "Let's cut to the point, shall we? You're bored, I'm bored, sooo we may as well get to know eachother, no?" He wasn't going to awkwardly dance around the topic at hand, after all. Of course, he wasn't planning on unraveling his life story, and he wasn't expecting for Nep to do the same, even if he was a curious brat, he wasn't going to pry for a past he didn't want to mention.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]"Ooh, looks tasty." Nighttales would hum, halting beside Aiyes, before nimbly aiming to nab a small, candied-orb, and pop it between his parted lips, which curled into a quick grin. "D'you mind?" He'd ask, briskly, hoping that he wouldn't be bothered by his meager sweet-tooth. Though.. Even if he did happen to refuse, Ni would likely satiate himself with the sweet, nevertheless, even if only to tease the other, harmlessly.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]"Weeeell, congrats!" Nighttales' words would breeze by his lips, as he seated himself beside Curtain. Wow, it seemed as if quite a few people were getting pregnant recently, no? Okay, maybe just Bum, and now this guy too.. But still, that was a few more than usual, right?

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]"Woah hey, someone looks fancy." Nighttales would note, approaching with a casual saunter. It wasn't everyday that you found a blue-creature with a lengthy-purple mane. "Name and business, I suppose?"

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]Aww, man. Brokenhalo.. He had been someone that Ni could say that he recognised, and at least knew him as a familiar face. However, he wasn't likely as torn as Lucy was going to be. For that, he found himself frowning a little, trying to dissolve such a disheartened expression before anyone happened to appear.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]oho nighttales tends to get into fights with outside people, so he could come back with his paws p fucked up if you want
and then he could probably explain to her what happened and shit which would bring them to make up later?

ALSO THE LYRICS IN EDEN'S SIG HOLY FUCK

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]"Oh yeah yeah, good morning and all that jazz." Nighttales would approach, a grin teasing his features, as he seated himself by Aaron. "Nighttales Xerses, welcome to the clan, etcetera."

/ literally the shittiest response i've written so high five

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]Ni honestly.. didn't know what to think of Aaron. Sure, he could tease him, and call him a murderer all day.. But, something about him seemed too gentle; too oblivious. At the same time, having seen him with the knife, standing over Theodosia's body.. That hadn't settled too rightly within him, just yet. Therefore, Nighttales was skeptical. However, despite the shit-bag exterior he happened to pertain too, he did happen to have a heart. Upon stumbling across the area where Aaron housed himself, and almost immediately catching a slight drift of the pungent stench that came with being ill, he would pivot, and peer inside - conjuring a handkerchief of sorts, and offering it to the other. "You.. alright?" He'd ask, a single fictional brow lifting, slightly.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]Cocky was fun, to Nighttales. It was an amusing thing: arrogance. Ni wouldn't say that he himself was arrogant, simply.. confident. As for his true interior, he was a little fucked up when it came to his own self-confidence. Whether this individual was the same, though, he didn't know, and it likely wouldn't come to affect him, unless they became quite close. "Welcome to the clan, Nighttales Xerses-Cantus, and if you guys are having a contest over who the bigger asshole is, I'd just love to join in."

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]Nighttales enjoyed picking fights, in all honesty. Or, well, more or less: enjoyed was somewhat of a loose term, after all. It looked as if he took some thrill in 'beating the crap outta people', what with the shit-eating grin he tended to wear. However, he was just.. kind of.. tired, and broken. A weak boy, deep beneath - however, in contradiction, he was also a magnificent liar. He had built this false-personality for himself, to the point where such lies could not be undone, and he simply.. wasn't quite aware of who he actually was, anymore.

If his sister was around, she would have scolded him. But, she had jumped - and he could still remember hearing the crunch of her skull against the concrete.

Such memories had unraveled some form of pent-up stress within him, to the point where he sauntered by the borderline, bruised body swathed in his hood as he looked for someone to pick a fight with. Had he only known that he'd be getting the shit kicked out of him, this time around.

[fancypost borderwidth=; border: 0px black; border-radius: 0px; bgcolor=transparent; width: 300px; auto;][justify][size=7pt]/ YELLS MIA I SEE YOU

Nighttales didn't know all that much about Scarclan. Only that there were a bunch of kids running around with some dance-woman as their mother. Oh, and that old-guy.. What was his name.. Crackerjacker? No, maybe he was getting things mixed up. Either way, there were a whole load of veterans over in Scarclan, and that was basically all he happened to know about the place.

The male halted his saunter beside Aaron, a grin slanting his jaw, as his golden orbs settled on the figure before the two of them. "Yo!" He'd greet, seating himself lazily. "What he said."