Posts by ringbearer

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  • Easter's on its way. (Catch the easter bunnies, Open!)

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: verdana;]catch the rabbit? why not? imperialpaw wasn't often one for engaging in... activities that involved, well, physical exertion, but he didn't think it'd be too hard to catch a rabbit. besides, they still seemed a little shocked considering they'd been painted to represent rainbows. the tiger made his way over, golden eyes roving over the bouncy lagomorphs. he wasn't very hungry, but this was presented as a challenge, a game, and that was perhaps the only thing that could override his occasional laziness. gabe hated losing, passing up on a dare, and so this was what forced him to approach.


    " why not? " he spoke to himself, because really -- why not? flexing his hind claws, the tiger trotted into the fray, watching with clever eyes to spot the reactions of the rabbits to his presence.
    [color=transparent] #gabeimperialmind

  • joining :: hold back the river, let me look in your eyes

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: verdana;]ah, the insufferable bitchface. got on so many people's nerves, really.


    " of course. if we could just get your name, now... you'd be in. auto-accept policy and all, i don't know why we even bother with the ' name and business ' protocol any more. " the golden tabby tiger spoke as he approached, icy and critical, intelligent gaze roving over zipporah.
    [color=transparent] #gabeimperialmind

  • f*ck riverclan }} open, torture again?

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: verdana;]watching and participating were similar, though, no? observing the blood roll from wounds inflicted by another, and... moving your body to inflict those wounds weren't all that different. they all required some sadism, after all. imperialpaw wondered why some people could only partially distance themselves from things. he didn't even try to interact with emotional bases. the strawberry tiger made his way over, rounded ears perked as he strolled to observe the torture. nothing like a little bloodshed to start the day... no? no? ah, well. he'd have participated, but.. the effort.
    [color=transparent] #gabeimperialmind

  • words, wars and symphonies , open; truth or dare

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: verdana;]he wasn't one for idle games but honestly? if it involved the idea of winning, beating others with witty truths and exposing dares, gabriel was in. what harm would a little game do if the possibility of gloating was within reach? the strawberry tiger approached, taking a seat amongst his peers.
    [color=transparent] #gabeimperialmind

  • joining :: hold back the river, let me look in your eyes

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: verdana;]zipporah. alright. " imperialpaw. " he greeted. he'd say " nice to meet you ", but... it wasn't. people weren't his thing, after all. the tiger narrowed one eye, a partially amused smirk lifting one corner of his lips. " you're in, as expected. you'd hardly be turned away. if you want a tour, ask someone else when they approach. "
    [color=transparent] #gabeimperialmind

  • THIS RIDE IS A WILD ONE | open, joining.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: verdana;]imperialpaw wondered what she'd be like, this pup. not that it interested him all that much, but knowing people's typical personality helped decide the distance he and they should stay away from each other. " imperialpaw, " he greeted.
    [color=transparent] #gabeimperialmind

  • everybody wants to rule the world -- open

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: verdana;]he'd never heard 5 seconds of summer, but if he ever did, he'd probably despise their music. not his thing. the golden tiger had spotted zipporah, but, seeing as he wasn't in the mood for chit chatting, he had ignored her, continuing on his way -- until, of course, on his way through the territory he came across her -- and someone else! -- again and almost tread on her tail. drawing his paw back, the apprentice flattened his ears and looked to them both. " yo, " came his careless enough greeting. boy bands? sounded... ridiculous.
    [color=transparent] #gabeimperialmind

  • THIS RIDE IS A WILD ONE | open, joining.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: verdana;]gabriel stared between them. alright, then. they were having a little bitchfight concerning smoking -- a life choice. regardless of what it did, the tiger himself didn't care. watching the smoke drift from the cigarette, the apprentice pointedly inhaled as deeply as he could before pivoting and leaving, seeing as he didn't need to remain any longer. the back of his throat and behind his eyes stung, but he didn't comment on the stab.
    [color=transparent] #gabeimperialmind

  • DEVOUR THE YOUNG SOULS / open, prank planning

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: verdana;]gabriel would watch, perhaps even participate if he was in the mood, but really? he wasn't one for getting his paws dirty making bombs. he'd drop them, sure, but if it wasn't chaotic, physical exertion wasn't really his thing. blinking his honey eyes, the tiger drifted over, taking a seat.
    [color=transparent] #gabeimperialmind

  • the older getting older :: private, imperialpaw

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: verdana;]imperialpaw had done nothing. he hadn't gone out of his way to offend or annoy anyone, and yet he still wound up with a bottle clattering against the side of his head and then bouncing off a paw, straight on one of his toes, before rolling a foot or two away from him. the tiger was more shocked than irritated, at first, though once he quickly realised what had occurred, his golden eyes narrowed and swept the area, before landing on zipporah and her bottles of dye. of course. not that he knew her well enough to acknowledge her with an "of course", but it just fitted with the way his slit gaze was settled upon her. well, now she'd hit him, his day was more or less ruined. things couldn't simply be napped off and besides, gabe hated naps, anyway.


    " what're you doing? " he inquired shortly as he pivoted fully to face her, ears pricked.
    [color=transparent] #gabeimperialmind

  • the older getting older :: private, imperialpaw

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-height: 13px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: verdana;]imperialpaw exhaled from between parted lips, and then he dismissed the apology. " whatever. i'd go for... the pink. " looked like bubblegum. he'd heard somebody singing something under their breath about a bubblegum bitch and, well, from first impressions, zipporah fit it. " or the blue. not the green. " he continued. he didn't... like green. it had never sat well with him.
    [color=transparent] #gabeimperialmind