Posts by A?AM.

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It was indeed true, for Lithium had been alive for quite some time when his body had been born. While the spirit attached to his birth body had been ages old, his body was still getting used to the oxygen as it entered his lungs and then exited. He could remember his childhood vividly, and hearing Lithi speak of it made him nostalgic and horribly so. "I wish I was a baby," he grumbles, a faux expression of annoyance plastered upon torn features. As a child he had not yet been exposed to the horrors of the world, and apart of him was yearning for that innocence again. Things had been so simple back then..

"Married?" He queries with delighted surprise, glancing between the two. They had been engaged before, but the wedding had never happened, if he remembered correctly. He looks to Pacificbones as the grizzly speaks and he can't help but smile and shake his head. If it was up to Kalei, he was sure it'd just be them three and whoever.. spoke the words or whatever, but he was guessing Lithi would want a larger congregation. "I can't wait," he murmurs distractedly, and for once he was looking forward to the future and whatever it held.

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dude same!! faus is always pretty awkward because he towers over everything, so a bud close to his size is gonna be chill (B and?? to be honest i haven't decided an official size for faus, just that he's fucking massive due to mutations

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i've been so lazy with faus i feel so bad but my other chars are so cUTE how i can i abandon them
sig hhhhh

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It was acidic, tangy, coppery, and he knew it more than he knew any other scent. Following the wafting trail the scent of blood left, like a jagged and broken path, he comes upon the two with golden eyes blinking open to rest on the strange child. Among black fur, he can see open wounds, leaking blood and pulsating with the possibility of infection. Conjuration had served him well as a youth, and it did so as an adult as well. As he nears, garlic is at his paws, along with various other herbs. He first aims to fight off infection, leaking the juices into the wound if Anna allowed. Then he'd sit back, recline and wait for her to answer Ember's question.

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will post properly when i can see through my tear s

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busts in willing to fight for the dad position//glares @ bons

OOH i love cal too much
faus could participate in a character development plot? (^B

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seina you seriously have the greatest writing i swear
i will definitely formulate a hella response to this after christmas is over!! sorryyyy im so busy 'round these times

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mobile +
gonna be super rocky from today to the next 2-3 days, apologies if i'm only able to post once or twice a day

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He knew she'd do fine. Sango was a natural born leader, and he knew as much despite knowing she'd led before. Volcanic gaze resting upon the pupil-less leader, the masculine strides over with an aura of confidence. He hadn't been around as much as he wanted to lately, but that was more his roleplayer's fault. Even so, he was pleasantly surprised to pick up his own name uttered by Sango's own mouth. His own rank wasn't a huge focus in his life, but it was a nice accessory he could brandish had he ever the need.

Upon hearing Sango speak of the blatant disrespect that had been tossed around as of late, a lazy grin appears, displaying torn lips and razor fangs. He almost hoped another would challenge the announcement, just so he could be provided with some free entertainment. Rolling powerful shoulders, he looks around, trying to catch a glance of the ashen wolf. Lithi had been promoted her first few days there, and he was both happy for her and amused. He looked around for Kalei too, but saw neither, so his gaze once more returned to Sango.

Glancing to to Raven, golden eyes glowed and he lowered his head. "We don't torture kids. Capture someone older than you 'f y'want to torture another." Albeit Sango had been asked the question, Faustus had admittedly flared. He never had a direct affection for children, save for his own, which he had had in mind when the question had been processed in his mind.

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The sharp tang of blood on his tongue, he ripped his head free, tearing an extra bit of flesh as he did so. "Tell your shit clan there's more of that coming," he spits at Twilight's feet, volcanic gaze raising hellfire in their golden depths. He sees Radio, and he sees how torn the glowing savannah cat is, but he pays it little mind. The battle he was fighting inside had nothing to do with Faus, anyway. Well, almost.. but there wasn't much he could do about it. So his focus remained on the Cartelian, flared nostrils taking in her scent with ragged breaths. Fangs coated with her blood are bared, where he'd then lash out again with his bite and aim to latch on to her shoulder. Pupils dilate with the rage the taste of her blood fills him with, and all he sees is Sollux. Then he's coming back into focus, but Sollux is not in front of him. Frustration fills him up like an empty cup and he rips free again, aiming a harsh kick as he twists around to steam off to the side.

( aa this is a very tired post, excuse it's sloppiness uvu )

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shadowclan shadehunter badge on this account and my main please? (-: thank you in advance!!!

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]"You don't go picking useless fights to prove anything but your youth," the rough mutter announces his presence, long and muscular legs pulling forth the massive sabretooth onto the scene. Faustus stands next to Kalei, shooting her a good natured grin, but his expression melts into stone as it rests on Raven once more. Grazing over her injuries with liquid golden optics, he shakes his head gently. He wouldn't blame Raven, nor could he, because he'd been so similar in his youth that it was a picture painted behind his eyes. Granted, he wasn't sure he picked any fights to prove his worth, but what had he done? Ran off and traveled before proving his worth, but it wasn't to anyone else. It was to himself that he proved worthiness, and he wondered how long it'd take the child to discover something like that.

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The stench of the Exiles put him on edge, sweeping forth on powerful limbs with hellish golden gaze alert. He spots Katherine, scans her, and it isn't too hard to put the pieces together. Lithi had spoken of her once, when he'd first seen her since his departure from the clans. Despite the grudge he held towards the group to which she pledged her allegiance, she was family. She'd be family until she broke a family rule, and though Faustus had never met her, he was confident enough she had intelligence.

"There's another to add to my collection," Faustus murmurs with a grim smile, his own attempt to show his appreciation. It wasn't often one received gifts, and these sort weren't the useless kind that was tossed back and forth between allies like it was a contest. He looked upon the sword, golden gaze grazing each edge, and in the end he was visibly impressed. It was similar to the one Lithi had given him, and he'd have to touch up on some sword skills in order to wield both. Granted, he had always done fine with his bare paws and occasional powers, but he didn't want such weapons to waste away.

Looking to Katherine once more, ebony muzzle twitching with her scent, he inclines his great head slightly. "Thanks, I s'pose," is his initial response, and it's rather sheepish. Faustus never did find voicing thankfulness easy.

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Faustus could marvel, and did marvel. His childhood had been a whirlwind of things, but none of them even close to anything that had to do with these holidays. He supposed his mother did have a thing for sweaters, but he didn't remember any holiday print. Thus his eyes had never really seen anything in Christmas other than useless decorations, most far too flashy for him, and the sport of throwing things on a tree. Granted he'd tasked Natalya with decorating some trees or something of that sort, but he'd seen little meaning in it. It just seemed like a cheerful thing to do for the children.

Golden eyes dance in a way they didn't usually move, flitting from one decoration to the next, all the while hooded along with his expression. His torn lips are a tight line, smoke filtering through the hole in the side of his face. Faustus stands next to Hyacinth, watching her with a sudden amused light visible in twin gold optics. If she liked it, he could stand for it, for anything that brought the youth happiness couldn't hurt. Except all he saw before him was a mess, something that needed to be cleaned up. It looked to him as if some giant flashy creature had vomited all over the place.

Grumpy as he often was, Faustus reaches out with a massive paw and strikes at a plastic santa, the rather large figurine now bearing marks of his claws as it lay several feet away. "Who the hell even does this?" He murmurs, more to himself, but given there were others nearby, they could hear him as well.

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AHA THE three way dads of shadowclan i can't
⅓ the dads

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He dragged her by her neck, being careful enough not to puncture any terribly important things beneath her skin. While she was bleeding, she'd live. Sadly.

The clouded leopard's stench was of RiverClan, her fur reeking of it so terribly that he found he had to put her down twice and turn away. He could recall times he'd been on friendly terms with the deputy, but that just made him even more bitter.
Once he entered camp, Faustus tossed the limp form of the winged leopard straight into the middle of it all, scattering some npcs who shot him dirty looks. He merely bared his fangs in response. Golden eyes swam with a darkened emotion, one that could not be recognized upon his hooded face. One massive forepaw was placed atop Sylmae, where he'd keep it until she came to.

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faustus would lowkey glare subtly at funhaus every time he called him faucet lmaoooo
AA yes thread!! would you like me to make, or could you?

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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]hi winter! & hi everyone else!!!

the holidays are on the dl now so i hope i can be more active 'round here (^B

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aa the general hype for now has settled down, but you are right! new years is soon

for college i'm clueless, although i do adore writing and want to become a writer. i'm lowkey panicking while assuring myself i'm all good, but tbh i'm terrified