Posts by skullcrow

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  • windclan chat thread version who knows

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px;]hatty that was poetic


    usually it's just useless rambling
    i once got to 630 words on a private thread tho lMAo


    tarantula-filled duckling???? what. what is that.[/fancypost]

  • DEATH DOESN'T DISCRIMINATE — o, ghost

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px;]Littlemoon tilts his head at the female who approaches, a serval like himself. He hears the name Anima Blair escape her mouth and he stiffens in high alert, eyes zeroing in on the strange serval.


    "Yes," he says. "I am looking for her." Her second inquiry gives him pause. There is no reason for him to hide his relation to Anima, but still, he is cautious. "She is my mother," he says, in an echo of his voice. It's a pale imitation of life. He hates it. But he cannot bring himself to live again. "I need to find her. Do you know where she is?"


    He used to be caustic, when he was alive. Before that, he was as innocent as he could be. What changed? What forced him into a dark, sarcastic mood, full of morbidity? Now he merely is, with a knife wound he gave himself eternally exposed to elements that he no longer feels.


    He is— regretful.[/fancypost]

  • windclan chat thread version who knows

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px;]tbfh i dont understand english at all like???? there are exceptions to every rule its so confusing


    oNE THOUSAND??? TEN THOUSANd??? i am in awe u are a writing god(dex)


    ........hatty no that sounds horrifying i'm scream i gn omg[/fancypost]

  • #imstillwithher ♡ alora's chat

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px;]....i have never heard this song and i don't think i want to


    currently i have "alexander hamilton" stuck in my head tho r i p[/fancypost]

  • SKULLCROW'S TESTING FACILITY

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;font-size:25px;letter-spacing:-2px;][font=arial][color=#9cdfed]WAIT FOR IT[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;margin-top:-14px;font-size:12px][color=white]★★★

  • caw caw silver quest caw

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px;]The Crow clicks his talons together, beady eyes catching Lence's every anxious movement. The next request pushes a disbelieving huff out of his lungs, regarding the merchant cat with nothing less than disdain. He coughs into his wing once, then pulls his notebook back toward him, grumbling and scribbling and crossing out words. Once he is satisfied with the results of his labors, he clears his throat, expelling a few more body-wracking coughs, and recites:


    "Tangerines, like a summer morning,
    taste tropical like sunlight adorning
    The canopies of trees against golden daybreak—
    streaked gentle orange like a tangerine lake."


    He looks to Lence, staring at the feline.[/fancypost]

  • windclan chat thread version who knows

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px;]/is squished


    i am happy to serve as a cushion yes
    snaptrap trapsnap their name is very fun to say. that all seems awesome and v morbid hatty tem outta tem
    im good, currently torturing my character in the rift lmao[/fancypost]

  • DEATH DOESN'T DISCRIMINATE — o, ghost

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px;]The child's barked-out repetition nettles him into stepping away from her, slight confusion flooding his features. He quickly forgets about Shiren when Elizabeth answers. The response compels him to tilt his head to the side, full-on bewilderment replacing his mild bemusement.


    "The Rift? Oh— Tidalclan," he recalls. All these name changes are giving him a headache, and he's a fucking ghost. Her insinuation that he's not Anima's son prompts him to draw back, but he covers up the offense on his face with careful neutrality. "She is," he says, and then visibly startles at her admittance that she's Anima's sister. "I... he died. My father was Toast Caddo. He died soon after I was born." After me and Birdy were born. He can almost feel tears prick his ghostly eyes as he remembers his sister.


    And then Vindicate came, riding on a goddamn white horse to sweep his mother off her paws. He remembers Birdkit's— Birdpaw's— Birdcage's— Birdstar's deep-seated dislike for Anima's new lover, and while he tried so damn hard to understand why, he couldn't help the resentment that flowed through him.


    Now he just regrets all the time he never spent with Anima. He was too loyal to his sister, too fucking proud, and god was he a self-righteous little shit, tagging after Birdy like her white fucking knight.


    "Things happened, things that tore us apart, and I... I'm in the wrong, too. I just wish..." He waves a pale paw around, unable to put into words what he's feeling. "I need to visit her," he says. "Just... I want to tell her I'm sorry."


    /I'M HAVING EMOTIONS????[/fancypost]