Posts by SHATTERSHIELD

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(none), auto; overflow: auto;][size=7pt][color=white] The young wyvern would sit comfortably in his small tree fort. The hollowed trunk would allow the shade to seep into his ebony scales as he slept comfortably in the lively tree. Its long branches would extend upward to the sky, enwrapping the fort with falling leaves, fruit and the occasional squirrel. A small snack once and a while always did him good. Leaves would scatter around the sleeping giants body, making a nest like ring around his small frame. Wings were tucked close to his lively stomach, which rose and fell restlessly with each passing breath.

Hadrian would feel his volcanic hues open gently to the fading sound of squeaking outside the hollow. A small grunt escaped parted jaws as the armored reptilian peeked his head out to spot lunch. Finally spotting the creature, Hadrian would slip from the comfort of his fort to put an end to the noisy mouse. But something odd caught his eye. The sparkling of bright silver would illuminate from within the tangled vines of a dead tree. Interest sparkled throughout his gaze as he walked over slowly to rip the dirtied gravy boat from the green figures of the forest. Inspecting the priceless object, the hatchling would shrug, walking back to place it within the hollow. "I-I wonder if there are..more" he would whisper, peering out of the den to spot any more shining silver objects. Greed surpassing his emotions as he started to ravenously pick through the forest floor for more silver objects.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(none), auto; overflow: auto;][size=7pt][color=white] The hatchling would peer down at the pancaked body below. A saddened expression fell upon the hatchlings features, "W-why do people commit suicide?...why..?" he would ask to anyone who wanted to answer. Volcanic hues would turn away from the mouth of the gorge to look at the gathering group.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(none), auto; overflow: auto;][size=7pt][color=white] Before he knew it he felt the odd presence of a young cub touching his priceless silver wear. "W-wait! D-don't touch that!...please" he would shout, aiming to snatch the silver from the tiger cubs paws to lightly store it away in the hollow. Ducks.

Hadrian would love a fatherly whooping from Otieno x3

son & father thread?

I know I kid, tino seems like a really over protective dad who would do anything for his children.

i'll make the thread if you want

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(none), auto; overflow: auto;][size=7pt][color=white] /skips into the thread/ allo mai bootiful people

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Super sense did many wonders to increase the senses of any animal, and it came to no surprise that the young hatchling was testing this new ability out in the open. The dragging paws that soon followed a heavy grunt and collapsing, giving the young dragon a fright and thinking the dead have risen once more. But the shallow breaths of the creature and the harsh beat of an animal heart indicated other wise. Flying/sprinting over, the creature would look at the damaged family member with worry, "Oh dear...um..sir, are you a-alive?" he would ask, volcanic hues would stare worriedly at Yukin as he started to cup one of the major wounds to keep it from bleeding out more.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(none), auto; overflow: auto;][size=7pt][color=white] now that I know this, im making Hadrian refer to yukin as papa old spice. Best nickname ever

//clobbers the Incith with love//

If you insist, seeing as if I try im going to be out written and left muse less for a while. Oh I do envy your muse, dear butterscotch

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(none), auto; overflow: auto;][size=7pt][color=white] If Hadrian ever dies, that's exactly how he's commin back djinnpaca its just so perf :DDDD

He could spring out of a box with a Tami-gun and murder everybody, that's another way .3.

chum chum or chum is fine x3 Ima call you bby inny because fuck the world

/shits unicorns/

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(none), auto; overflow: auto;][size=7pt][color=white] mine to only I have a brother, hmmm inny we can trade siblings -evil cackle-

ASBAJSAD don't spoil nothing for me you butt //squeezes of the cheeks//

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(none), auto; overflow: auto;][size=7pt][color=white] //huggles the feral// shhhh papa old spice is here to make it all better

papa old spice sounds like a rejected porn star name, its Yukins porn star name. Hint hint. Wink WINK

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(none), auto; overflow: auto;][size=7pt][color=white] I like how Akako is so cool about it and everyone else is like OH MER GAWD KSANDKASNDKSANDKNASKDN //pats akako//

dustycrab is my favs, idk what your own opinions are.

Ducks are so fab I saw one shit on my brothers head this morning, it literally made my day. I was so happy in fact that I became a porn star, the end.

story of my life

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The rising moon would cast a faint blanket of silver upon the golden sea, the clear skies and wonderful weather drew the hatchling from the comfort of the oasis onto the flat plain of sand. His mind clouded with the recent events taking place, the death of a member, the wounded arrival of a grandfather, and the many tortures he's witnessed. All of them were harsh and cruel, he never knew the members he grew to love could become savages. The thirst of blood beckoning there calls, the need for flesh and the feeling of ripping a innocents life from the clutches of life made him restless at night. Hadrian could only wonder what they would do to traitors or anyone convicted of a crime. It saddened him slightly just to think about a touchy subject, and slowly his life time fear would creep its way into humanity. A beast he wished was never freed.

Walking along the desert, the wyvern would pivot his head upward to stare along the darkening sky, who knew the world could posses such beauty in such a cruel world as this one. The scent of his father would linger strong in the bits of rock below, bringing such curiosity to his ebony features. Walking quickly to the source, the dragon would stop slightly when he was within a few yards away from the stumbling cheetah. A frown was expressed along his maw/snout, "Da?.." he would call quietly, making sure this was the man he was searching for or another drunken who crossed the borders again.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(none), auto; overflow: auto;][size=7pt][color=white] "I-ill come mr..." the hatchling would announce stepping beside the ebony wolf with a nervous grin.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(none), auto; overflow: auto;][size=7pt][color=white] The young hatchling would turn to face the injured serval. A small smile would emerge along his face, "H-hi papa ol'spice" he would call, chuckling afterword at the funny name his roleplayer came up with.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(none), auto; overflow: auto;][size=7pt][color=white] wait really akako? That's awesome!! CONGRATS MY BBY

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(none), auto; overflow: auto;][size=7pt][color=white] good night my precious inny /strokes the dear inny to bed/

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(none), auto; overflow: auto;][size=7pt][color=white] The hatchling would appear at the scene, volcanic hues studying the deputy with interest. "Oh..um..could I-I come?" the child would ask.