Posts by Jude S.S.D

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]As Jude was pushed to the ground, she would conjure a spear, the weapon hovering just at her side. "Leave me the * alone! I don't want you near me!" She shouted, squirming away from him. His words sickened her and all she really wanted right now was to go home.


    /my muse is trash i'm so sorry


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Boisterous and brash, Jude had to hold her tongue as she approached. He appeared to dislike what he was doing and where he was and she decided to let him continue to harbor those feelings. Making an unnecessary (and maybe, rude) comment would do nothing but possibly make the situation worst so she hung towards the back, a gleaming yellow eye locked upon the gifts Fenris was rearranging.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Jude, more often than not, slept outdoors. With the vast sky as her ceiling and the foliage and trees as her furniture, she felt calm and at peace. Being inside, trapped in one area, just wasn't good for the rambunctious and strong-spirited child- it never had been. But that didn't mean that she was not curious about those (Evelyn in particular) who did live in little homes. "Did ya just move in?" She would suddenly inquire, having found herself silently joining her clanmates. "I guess it's a nice place," for a nerd. HAHA! She left that thought out, figuring that it would not be taken in the joking manner which she had been prepared to deliver it in. More and more, she was discovering that people did not enjoy being called 'nerds'. She couldn't understand why.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]"Oh shut up!" Snapped Jude, her yellow eye, not gleaming intensely, landing upon Aria. The last thing she wanted was reassurance from an Exiler, whether they were kind or not. "Just let me go home! I don't want to be here here!"


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Being just a shpion and all, Jude lacked the power to make the final decision whether or not BoneClan would be attending. She did make an appearance though, staring skeptically at the ghost. "Uh thanks, nerd?" She half-way questioned, her yellow visionary taking to intensely gleaming as it so often did. "We gotta wait to see if we're allowed to go. Uh... Can I get you something? Do ghosts need to eat?" She continued uncertainly, her teal-colored paws finding a way to fidget with her spear. She was never great with pleasantries and all the * that had been happening in her life made her typical enthusiastic energy a mere memory of the past. Hey, at least she was still trudging along.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Vines? If Flowey was still around, she would of merely assumed that it had been his malicious doing. But he wasn't and this seemed to be so much deeper than that. "Do ya got a new power, nerd?" Jude finally inquired, a metaphorical brow arching. While she would never want the power herself, she recognized that there was such an ability that Blissfulkit could of plausibly developed.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Jude arrived earlier than she had anticipated herself to. A quick awe-struck gaze would be swept across the new meeting-room before she slid into a sitting position, single eye locking upon Alejandro.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SHOUTING ABOUT NERD?" Jude's boisterous response boomed, her teal form trotting into view. Per usual, a spear hung above her head, it's point aimed at the unfamiliar male. "The name's Jude Dreemurr. Who the heck are you?" She would inquire after a moment, her single, yellow eye narrowing. She had never felt the easiest around strangers. Besides, hostility and competition came as simple as breathing to the child- her reaction to 420 was almost anticipated.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Flowercrowns? Pft... she didn't wear that sort of stuff. An eyepatch was way cooler, and so was the bracelet Asriel had left for her. But did Jude approach despite all that? Yes of course. This was Giana they were talking about and, even though she was still getting used to such a foreign concept, she was her mother... Or at least care-taker and teacher.


    Standing awkwardly to the side, the corporal would watch her child with a mildly-interested look. She, surprisingly, refrained from speaking though, wanting to see if Gigi noticed her presence.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Pie? Jude could certainly go for some pie!


    Spear in tow, as always, the brash shpion sauntered fourth, lips pulled back in a grin. "YOU ALMOST DONE WITH THAT TORI?" She accidentally shouted, her yellow visionary bright. It hadn't really occurred to her yet that the Vlad needed silence but oh well. She couldn't reclaim her words and saying more certainly wouldn't help.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Meduka? What the heck was that?


    Figuring that it wasn't even worth her time, Jude would ignore the strange girl, her piranha teeth glinting as she glared at her for a moment. Hey, at least 420 seemed pretty chill- he called her a nerd, just like she called him. If that wasn't the basis for a possible friendship, then she didn't know what was! "So nerd? What makes you think I'm gonna remember your name? Huh? Huh!"


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]"Damn right I'll beat you! I'll kick your ass! Let's go! LET'S GO!" Jude shouted, two more spears appearing around her. She had been waiting to meet someone like this for a long time- someone who could easily match her childlike desire to be rough and loud and rude and aggressive. "I bet your nerd-ass doesn't even have spears! I bet you're just a LOSER! HA!"


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Things had managed to escalate from bad to worst. No surprise there, 420 was a bit wild... But Jude liked wild, immensely so. The only other person who had been that keen to fight her had been Sans and he had left. Was this crazy kid a gift sent from whatever deity ruled them? She certainly wanted to hope so. But nobody seemed that thrilled about allowing them to tussle. Was it because she was a girl? If it was, then she would make to kick everyone's ass. Or maybe she was just overthinking things... yeah, that had to be it.


    "Can't we just fight? I mean, I'll try to go easy on him if you're worried about me kicking his nerd-ass too hard!" She laughed, not meaning to get cocky towards the end. Sometimes things like that just unintentionally occurred. She couldn't help it, then again, she had never tried.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Her recent inactivity could be attributed to a sudden desire to take a step back and relax. She needed both down and alone time and when she finally received both, she decided to return to society. It seemed like now was that time. Of course, the child was more wild than ever, spears being flown in all sorts of directions as she meticulously trained her mind. Telekinesis had been hard to grasp at the beginning, but now she felt as if she was finally doing something powerful. Awesome. Heroic.


    Piranha teeth would be exposed as she grinned, her yellow visionary glowing intensely. The nature around her had been thoroughly littered in the spears that she continued to conjure but she really didn't seem to mind- if anything, she was enjoying the hazard. God, she wished she had someone to fight right now. But Sans had left and she didn't want to bother. She couldn't. Emotions were stupid and for losers and she wasn't a loser. Seeing him would make her upset and she couldn't slip back into another funk. Not when there were people to protect- not while she was the proclaimed 'Spear of Justice'.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Grasped tightly between piranha teeth was a spear, it's shaft bending and splintering as it's user tightened her grip. The weapon had found a way into her mouth as soon as she heard the child's voice and, full of curiosity, had decided to investigate. Now she wasn't the best with social encounters and conversation in general, but they kind of reminded her of her parent and so she would try. For them. For Solardust.


    Taking a seat, Jude prepared to allow the object to tumble to the ground when it cracked and fell into two separate pieces for her. "FANTASTIC!" She would shout in an exasperated tone before recalling where she was. Oh yeah. Meet and greet. Try to behave. "What's up nerd? The name's Jude Dreemurr and I'm a shpion here."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]"Uh.... Whoops?" Jude awkwardly responded, her teal colored cheeks red from embarrassment. She hadn't meant for Toriel to lost control at all... it just seemed like she had been too loud, too boisterous. The ruined dessert was wholly and completely her fault. "So... Um.. I'm really sorry but yeah, let's have some of that other pie."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Jude would wince but managed to squirm out of the way before the full damage was done, thankfully. The last thing she wanted was for parts of her skin to be gone, yuck, that was disgusting. But now she had quite the audience and no means of escaping. Fucking hell. "I literally will kill all of you if you don't let me go. You hear me? I'LL KILL YOU." It might of been a bluff, it might not have been- the shpion didn't know. She was just attempting to keep a relatively cool attitude in the face of a dangerous situation.


    (sorry for late response, i've been basically out of town for two days)


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]The female, who had pretty much gotten over the destruction of her weapon, kicked at its remains for a moment. She supposed that she should destroy them, being the one to break them all, but decided to wait. She was in a conversation and the poor kid didn't even know what a nerd was. "Listen here, pal. A nerd is basically everyone here.. except for Toriel. Tori's cool," she explained, a lopsided grin being shot in the direction of the kind goat mother.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]"Is Sans with you?" It was the first thing that crossed her mind upon seeing Hickory, a gleam of hope entering her single yellow eye. She could not visibly see him, but Jude knew much about his preference to teleport everywhere. Was there a possibility...? Did he suddenly desire to return to them? Return to his old life? Would he bring Asriel with him? No. No. No... and no. Who the hell was she kidding? He left her and that was it. Black and white. She doubted he was coming back. Shaking her head angrily, her gleaming visionary would narrow for a moment. "Uh... Welcome back nerd." She finally and suddenly managed, the thought occurring to her that she hadn't even acknowledged the child's return. Whoops, that wasn't very kind of her at all. [color=#cc4444]"Um. Sorry for asking."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]A raid? Really? And the first line of defense was children? Fuck. This didn't look good at all.


    Three spears would be conjured upon the canine's head, her lips pulling back to reveal a snarl. She faintly detected her daughter's presence and grunted for a moment, frustrated that she was present as well. This was no place for a little kid but luckily, Jude was here to save the day. Or at least she hoped she was. Her single yellow eye would narrow before she attempted to use telekinesis to hit Boleyn in the shoulder with a spear. She had no idea if she was going to be successful in such endeavors, but it would prove to be a distraction (or at least so she prayed) if she was.


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