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tyler had been lonely for quite a while now, and honestly, he did feel lonely. being alone probably wasn't the best for him, and all he wanted to do now is join something, to be a part of something that would make him actually feel like he had a purpose. so now he sat, eyes wide and ears flicking, at the edge of the windclan border, nervously awaiting for someone to greet him. maybe they would be nice and they would let him join . . . he wasn't exactly the most scary looking cat, so hopefully they won't treat him as an intruder. unless of course blurry decides to take him over at the wrong time, and that would just be a disaster. that was his own little secret, though, and hopefully he would stay away until later on. for now, he tapped his paw on the ground to an oddly familiar beat in his head, waiting as patiently as he could and wondering if this was the right choice for him or not.

"hi." tyler would probably claw himself later for that, metaphorically, duh. of course he had to use that choice of word, and with that, a voice crack. this was the best first impression he could've ever made. note the sarcasm. "my name is tyler . . . tyler joseph . . . i'm here because uhh . . . i-i was wondering if i could join." tyler was clueless and barely knew what went on around here. he usually isolated himself from everything so he could be unaware of the dangers of the world, all except for himself. but now he felt oddly brave, and here he was.

tyler's gaze nervously traveled over the she-kit that just padded over. he already knew he was being judged in one way or another, and he didn't really like the idea of it. he didn't want to come across as rude or scary, in fact, he would probably be the one prancing around their camp and trying on flower crowns. very unthreatening, may he think.

tyler honestly felt a bit surprised by his answer, since he was who he was, he thought he would be rejected. but seeing that the cub was already seeming to open up to him with a nickname made him feel quite excited, and he couldn't help but smile. "oh, thanks! um . . . you can call me ty or tyler, it doesn't matter. nice to meet you, uhh . . . boy." For some reason the name sounded really interesting, although the word was probably used often. he liked it.

tyler tilted his head to look at the beautiful maine coon greeting him, and he crossed his paws a little nervously like if they were uncrossed they would see who he really was. not that he was evil or something, no, he was far from that, the worst he can be is if he is mentally battling himself. that's never pretty. "padmé amidala . . ." he said quietly, closing his eyes briefly as he tried to hold on to the name. he might forget it later, who knows. that was typical of him. "that's a very lovely name." and he meant it. it seemed to fit the maine coon.

tyler felt pretty happy he actually pulled off a genuine compliment. usually it would come out odd and then he would get ignored. but that was quite a while ago, before he decided he didn't really want to talk to anyone anymore. but times have changed, and here he was, actually socializing and actually . . . happy about it.

tyler awkwardly padded over, noticing a circle of clanmembers introducing themselves to each other and thought it couldn't be so bad to join in. he sat down around the outskirts of them, shifting uneasily for a few moments before the words finally spill out of his mouth. "hi . . . i'm . . . tyler. tyler joseph, and i'm new here."

tyler wasn't really one to be excited for talking to anyone, but this really caught his attention. flower crowns? that was right up his alley. although he was a good 15 moons old, the brown tom found himself prancing over and awkwardly tried to get a pink-and-white on on his head, smiling like crazy. "thanks." he mumbled quietly as it rested atop his head, looking up at the llama with almost a look of gratefulness. at least he could be himself here, he liked that.

tyler noticed the sudden panic among the clan already, and hearing the word "raid" made him tremble. he wasn't one for fighting, although he was 15 moons old and probably could do something if he tried. but he just wasn't that kind of cat. well, scratch that, blurry was, not him. this might've been the only time he was okay with being quote-on-quote "possessed" by the voice in his head. maybe it might give him a sense of what to do, a rush of self-confidence . . . it could actually help. but it was not for him to decide. so he helped get the kits to safety as he heard someone order, and tried to swarm his mind with thoughts.

tyler awkwardly padded over and sat down, tilting his head to watch the ceremonies. he liked to see the smiles on each one's faces. it really seemed to cheer him up. but then again he always seemed to be down.

//the thread name is literally the only reason why i commented **trips over fairly local lyrics**//

tyler padded over, noticing the pup's sad expression and instantly wanting to cheer him up. he didn't mean to butt in, but he had joined the conversation with a quiet "hi, i believe we haven't met before. i'm uhh . . . tyler. . . and i'm new here, too." hopefully what came out of his mouth wasn't super awkward. he had kind of interrupted the conversation, but he really did plan on talking about books after he said hi.

tyler smiled back. "yeah, we can." he purred softly. "it's nice to meet you, tucker. umm . . . you were talking about books, right?" he tilted his head at everyone. "i-i know a bit about books. i was alone for a while, so i tried to read some . . . i don't know much more, though."

tyler was just sitting around camp, thinking and enjoying himself, when all of a sudden he began to feel kinda doubtful, like he didn't belong here and that maybe he should turn back. the feeling confused him, and he stared around wildly, but then he remembered what must've been happening. blurry was coming. he knew it was going to happen at some point while he was here, he had just silently hoped it wasn't . . . so soon. he had to get himself away; he didn't want to hurt anyone. he frantically began to look around for someplace he could hide or shelter himself, but to no avail. hiding in the corner won't help at all, either . . . as his brown fur slowly began to shift to white, he just sat there trying to cover his face. he was embarrassed. he was embarrassed for what was about to happen.

"y-yeah i'm just . . ." tyler took a deep breath. "it's hard to explain . . . but is there any way you can like . . . hide me or something? i don't want to hurt anyone in any way . . ." he seemed to physically tremble, an amber color sliding over his usually brown eyes. "b-blurry used to hurt others, so that's why i isolated myself . . ." he sighed as his thoughts began to race. he was slipping into something he wasn't.

tyler hopped back a little, a bit surprised at the sudden question. "well, no, not really . . ." he stammered, smiling weakly, and shifting from one paw to another. he didn't feel like himself; this wasn't right. and then he saw his pelt finally shift into a full white color, and black fit around his neck and front paws. he opened his mouth as if to protest but that turned into some kind of twisted smile. this wasn't tyler anymore.

//at least i'm not the only bandom/phandom trash here.//

blurry kept his head down since it seemed to be pounding. it always started out this way; it wasn't easy-peasy for him to just take over tyler's body, he usually just dwelled around in his head. but sometimes he liked to play around with him a little like this, mess up the relationships with everyone he knew, he just liked to see him break. it was quite amusing reading the thoughts that flew through his mind whenever this happens, sad and suicidal, wanting to fall in a hole and die. he wouldn't let that happen, though. poor tyler here was going to have a lifetime's worth of endless torture. he couldn't wait to see what he would decide to do this time.

blurry looked up at gerard, trying to keep his face looking neutral though he would usually be purring like crazy at this point. he cleared his throat quickly and imitated tyler's voice the best he could as he pretended to glance warily between the two, just like tyler would do. "n-no . . . i think i'm fine . . ." he let out a quiet cough and straightened his head before looking at his pelt in fake confusion. "weird. usually it fades away . . ."

blurry turned his head, letting out a sudden hiss and he kinda shrunk back. well darn. actually; honestly he kinda felt a bit flattered that someone could actually see him, but that's because when him and tyler were younger the kits were so easily tricked. "woah, your fur is so cool! how does it change?" they would say, and then blurry would play around with them just enough to scare them off and break tyler's heart. maybe now might not be the time for making tyler sad. right now could be the time for him to actually do something in this world . . . something more that would scream "blurryface" rather than "tyler being possessed."

"what do you mean, what do you do?" blurry snarled quietly, definitely in a deeper voice than tyler's, looking at the ground in front of his paws. "you don't have to do anything about it. at this point, you can just walk away. treat me like everyone else does." he sighed and looked back and forth between the two before looking back down. he might as well just leave. he can't do anything, really. he was dumb for doing this. oh yes, even blurry had insecurities, ha ha. don't mention it.

tyler padded over curiously, smelling something delicious and had to, of course, follow the scent with his brown eyes wide. "wait . . . can i have one?" he asked quietly, tilting his head in question even after his voice cracked. it was too normal for him to dwell on it now.