Posts by Jude S.S.D

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]"Alphy?" Jude tentatively inquired, her brash and aggressive demeanor exchanged for a gentler, more kind one. The corporal was of course worried sick about her girlfriend (?) but had no idea how to help her. What could she do? "Those blueprints are, uh, coming along nicely."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]It was the answer she had been expecting and her face instantly fell flat. She had been toying around with the idea of visiting but she doubted it would go smoothly. Her temper would flare, spears would be conjured, and she would walk away feeling more hurt than anything. At least that was how she assumed it would all play out. Sighing, the canine would attempt a lopsided grin, feeling bad for writing off Hickory's return as she did. She quite liked the cub actually, she just wasn't the best with explaining her feelings. "Not much. Things have been pretty quiet- relaxing, I guess."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Jude would listen to the meeting silently, her head nodding in agreement to much of what Nivata said. Her own recent inactivity was inexcusable, she realized it, but she was going to try to make amends. For DarkClan. For Alphys. "Noted!" The spear-wielding canine finally managed, her voice as loud and rippling with energy as ever. Now what was all that clan alignment business?

Fluffy ears would incline and she would ponder her options for a moment. She was personally titled the 'Spear of Justice' and would of course want to fight for such. Whatever option best accentuated her beliefs would be the one for her. Alcides idea, actually, seemed to be amazing in her eyes. "Yeah I agree with him. They're all a bunch of freaking power-crazed nerds that I thnk we should be working towards stopping."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]"Hey there nerd, Toriel. I've been able to do this for a couple days now, just started really practicing. Isn't it great?" She inquired with a lopsided grin, permitting a spear to move around a bit to illustrate her new found ability. Her mostly placid nature would immediately be lost upon seeing 420 though, and with a warrior-like grace, she aimed to toss him a spear. "YOO! Mess up as much as you want! This clearing's my official training area so I DON'T CARE!" She shouted in a very enthused tone. Not many managed to match her energy level but Megalovania's kid did- and exceeded it. She sort of wanted to be friends with that ultra nerd.

Upon hearing Tim's pun, Jude would shake her head and snort a bit. She had always disliked puns, finding that irony was better. No matter, it was still funny. And then Raptor, who was an unfamiliar face, was there and she laughed at his surprise. She was about to address him when she heard Supernova's comment and turned to face him. [color=#cc4444]"I do clean up after myself. This clearing is the only area with them in it. I'm not stupid, I wouldn't let anyone who didn't deserve it get hurt."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px](HEY MYSTIFY!)

"Name and business, nerd," Jude requested breezily, her teal form trotting into view.

/frick where'd my muse go

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]She didn't like how Alphys was constantly pulling down her sleeves. She wanted, more than anything, for her girlfriend to be confident and self-assured. She had such a brilliant mind and a cute personality, it wouldn't be hard for her, Jude was almost positive of that. But how could the corporal go about helping her? People couldn't just change over night and if anything, it was an immensely slow process. The least she could do was try to be as genuine (which she was) in her praising as possible. Who knew, it could help.

"I'm pretty dumb sometimes, my little nerd, but that sounds really science-y and cool. Gaster's from the Underground isn't he?" She would inquire with a raising brow. While she recalled most of her memories from her time as Undyne, head of the Royal Guard, she still couldn't remember it all. Her girlfriend's genius of a friend included in that.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]I'M SO EXCITE TO SEE ALL THE ALPHYS AND JUDE BABIES
YOU HAVE NO IDEA

BUT HI EVERYONE!

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px] could i get the boneclan boyar badge please?

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]She had been promoted again? That was pretty radical, she supposed. "Thanks!" Jude would shout contently, a lopsided grin stretching across her blue lips. Normally, he would of referred to Maccready as a nerd, but he was by far her superior so she kept her tongue in check. "And congrats to all the other nerds," she added, not bothering to filter herself this time. It was just her standard nickname for people, she couldn't really help it.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Jude had been taking a walk in desperate attempt to clear her muddled mind when she saw (and heard) Jack. Her single eye would brighten and she wouldn't sharply turn as to greet him, seemingly unfazed by the light drizzle that had begun. "Name and business, nerd?" She inquired, a spear materializing above her head. Her appearance might of been a cool and nonchalant one, but she was still weary around strangers.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]"Hate to break it to ya, nerd, but you sound worst sometimes," Jude would laugh in 420's direction, joining the group with a lopsided grin. Believe it or not, the boyar was actually quite musical. She played piano and very much enjoyed it, finding that the creation of a song or of a melody proved to distract her from the fright of every day life. "But yeah, lookin', or well, soundin' good Tim."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]"Woah there, nerd, chill. Only I can insult him. You can't," Jude pointed out, in turn growing defensive. She quite liked 420 and despite his lack of a filter, she figured that most of the things he said weren't actually genuine. "You aren't being much nicer than him, either," she added on quickly, her shoulders rising and falling in a shrug.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]"Superior intelligence? Really?" Jude would snort, her head shaking roughly as she appeared. "I've got the power too. Doesn't make anybody smarter than anybody else," she would continue, conjuring a spear and demonstrating her telekinesis by permitting it to wave and move through the air before finally embedding itself into the ground. But suddenly 420 was floating and the boyar would groan. [color=#cc4444]"Freaking nerd, just chill," she muttered, mainly to herself, her single yellow eye rolling.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Jude would stop besides her parent, flashing them a lopsided grin. She really didn't care that much about herbs but wanted to spend time with Solardust. After their recent attempt on their own life, she figured that it was time she started making an effort at being a better daughter. "Guess I'm coming along," was all the boyar would say, shoulders rising and falling casually.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]"No.. No.. No..."

Jude's words were barely audible, a trembling and cracked whisper that barely passed from her lips. She would attempt to struggle to her paws but harshly hit the ground, the wind leaving her as she did. An Exiler had attacked her, used her own weapons against her, and finally left her to die. A spear was embedded into her shoulder, its head digging into her flesh and damaging her forearm's muscle with every movement. She had tried to pry it out but to no avail... for once, she lacked all determination. "Alphys..." She would weakly murmur, chest heaving. [color=#cc4444]"I'm sorry..."

And she was, because, why this world might live on, she assumed that she wouldn't.

Her single eye would fall shut then and she would release a small moan. This is it. This is it.

(basically she was injured by an npc and has multiple injuries across her body. she's also in a pretty shaky state of mind bc she hates losing and is super competitive)

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]"I'll... uh... take one," Muttered Jude as she limped into view, a scowl touching her lips. Her pride had been severely ruined after she had been attacked and now her attitude strongly reflected that. She just hoped a weekly task would make her feel better.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]Argos? An interesting name. Different. Foreign. She liked it.

Loping forward, the injured fae would merely stare blankly at the tiger, searching her mind for a good response. He had saved her the trouble of requesting his name and business, thank god, so all that was really left was to officially accept him. "You're in nerd, the name's Jude Dreemurr," She would offer in a soft voice, her normal confidence lost. That stupid Exiler... he had wounded her pride and left her in a shaky state of mind. She would kill him. No ifs, ands, or buts. She just had to wait.

Dismissing her thoughts, she would try out a weak and lopsided smile in his direction.

/wow my muse is gone, i'm sorry!!

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px](yup!)

They wanted her to speak in this condition? She could barely open her single eye let alone formulate a coherent sentence. She was actually quite surprised that she wasn't dead yet. Blood was pouring from several different locations on her body and her mind had been reduced to a jumbled fog. If her life were to end, it would be soon. But her clanmates had found her now and hopefully they were capable of acting fast enough to heal her.

/and this is really bad bc i have no muse riP

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]"Jude Dreemurr," The corporal would grumble, her yellow eye narrowed as she stalked forward. Bandages covered her skinny form and she wore a scowl proudly upon her lips. That stupid Exiler with their stupid claws and the stupid way that they used her stupid spears against her. She would shake her head bitterly before taking a seat, merely staring at Fridaypaw.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px]The last thing Jude wanted was a hug. Her wounds were still very tender and he was much larger than she was. The force of the gesture made her body scream. She would attempt to pull away before conjuring a spear, her glowing eye narrowing. "Don't do that!" She warned in a strained and uncharacteristically high voice, scrambling back a few steps. She was aching now, more than usual, and in an even worse mood. "Not a good idea."

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