[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]God had he been feeling under the weather the past week. Plagued with the flu had he been bed ridden, unable to leave his own home. NPCs had brought him food, water, and other necessities, but today was he feeling much better. While he was not fully recovered, he wanted a breath of fresh air. Knowing very well how quick WindClan grew was he well aware a ton of new members were circulating about, and as much as he hated it, that called for one thing: A meet and greet. Exiting his home did he weakly make his way down the stairs before settling down in the grass. "Meet and greet," the honorguard called out. "If you have any questions for me you can ask, and if I don't reply in sixty seconds you can throw a water balloon full of paint at me." It might be a good idea to announce his name, right? Right. "My name is Percival Fantasia.'
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]Percival had questioned joining WindClan in the beginning, but now did he slap himself on the wrist for once believing that. This clan had its pros and cons like every other place, but unlike every other place, this was his forever home. At times had he thought about a duel-membership, but then he remembered that would not be such a great idea. Percival made haste to arrive at the scene and he had done so just in time to solve the question in his mind: 'Will I be late?' "Percival Fantasia - welcome to WindClan," the male spoke, flashing Whitepaw a faint smile. "I'd be willing to give you a tour, if you want?"
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]Percival's muscles ached and stung with each step he took and a blanket of weakness was draped over him. Maybe getting out and about while he was still recovering from the flu was not wise, but he needed to get his work done. The jaguar left the camp and began to pad along the trails, indigo orbs looking about sluggishly. If he was feeling better would he have tried hunting, but he decided to refrain from performing anything that required running and pouncing. The closer he got to the border did the mass of voices become more and more clearer to him. He was quick to jump to the conclusion that a joiner session was going on, but upon arrival did he realize that the stranger at the border had yet to explain themselves. Stopping among his clan mates did he rest his dull gaze on the female, awaiting for her response.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]i'm finally able to role play again haha
how's everyone?
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]It felt like someone had taken a bat to his head, but after popping a few painkillers was he feeling slightly better. He was tired of laying around his house, turning into a ghost and making some believe he was dead. Today was he trying his best to get up and about and would keep it up until he got bad again. "Cos, Heatherstar, Win?" called out the honorguard as he appeared before their cabins, tail tip flicking to and fro.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]good and i'm doing pretty great
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]yep, but i just have no idea how?
like they don't have a reason to break up, but perc can just come up him and say it's over bc he wants to be single again?
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]that works.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]this guy really needs some friends as he is pretty much a loner atm. he is open to everything excluding litters, death, capture, rape / flings, and relationships.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]Perhaps this would have been more interesting if he believed in ghosts and spirits. Sadly, his belief in them had been shattered at a rather young age. Hearing the call for everyone to gather for ghost stories did the honorguard find himself among his clan mates. It was hard to frighten Percival, but he was always up for the challenge. "I'm game for it," the obsidian jaguar meowed before taking a seat.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]i use my alarm only for school or when i need to get up early, but i always wake up an hour before it goes off and it really sucks.
i need a new face claim for perc ughh
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]The male made his way back towards the camp, the limp body of a rabbit hanging from his jaws. Him recovering from his bout of illness was becoming quicker and quicker, and today was the first day he did not feel like shit. Hearing the sound of tiny paw steps did the indigo-eyed jaguar come to a halt, eyes drawing over to where he heard the noise and quickly found the source: Owlkit. Normally an adult would question why a child was out by themselves in the territory, but every child seemed to wander without supervision. Praguespring had been a prime example of that, and the honorguard could not recall anything back happening to the tiger. "What're you doing, kid?" inquired the male, voice slightly muffled by the rabbit in his mouth.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]Silently did Perc watch everyone gather, forming a larger party than the male had originally pictured. Nonetheless, he was happy to have a successful turnout. "Waters balloon are right there," he spoke, gesturing towards the bucket sitting not too far away from him. He had help dragging the giant bucket over, considering he had little to no strength, and maybe getting dowsed in water was not good for his health, but all well. At Livepaw's inquiry did he pin his ears back slightly, trying to fight back the uneasiness that fizzed up in his stomach. Being as much of a prude as he was, it made him an easy target for teasing such as this. "... No."
Eyes drawing to Darkpup did a bit of confusion wash across his face, oblivious to this being Winter. He did not know of another Percival, but there was always a chance there was. "Where is your friend?" Curiosity gripped and held him tight, that, and he saw no reason not to ask. Maybe the other Percival and he were long lost twins, their parents constantly mixing them up and deciding to name them the same. Nodding to Kate, he said: "Yeah, Perc or Perci is a common name for me." Had he ever been called Val? If he had been did he not remember it. Nonetheless, he did not care what his nickname was, as long as it was appropriate by his standards.
"I got the flu for week, and I still feel pretty crappy," Percival rumbled to Praguespring. Finally did he turn his attention to everyone who simply stated their name and such before curling his tail around his paws. "It's nice to meet all of you."
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]As Cosmicknight appeared did the panther watch him for a brief moment, a sudden flash of something driving itself into his veins. The lion ever so slightly intimidated the honorguard, but not in a bad way. To him, he would not call it intimidation, but it was not respect either. To be quite honest, the male held not much respect for anyone as no one had gave him a reason to, but he was not here to discuss that matter. "Is there anything that needs to be done? Training sessions, raids, anything that I can make up for my absence?"
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]The slender male made his way forward, looking to the RiverClan child. If that had been his child would he have been upset she had left to see another clan, especially at such a young age. Anything from a rouge wolf to a hawk could have easily snatched up the child, but maybe she had a secret power she could defend herself with. "Thank you, we appreciate this," Percival said, stopping beside his clan mates.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]"Welcome to WindClan, kid." Percival had been in the area when he heard all of the commotion and found himself approaching. Today was the first day in a awhile was he fully recovered from his sickness, and that meant he was fully able to get back to his duties. "Percival Fantasia - it's nice to meet you," rumbled the male, flashing the feline a small smile.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]Apart of him wanted to take a warrior name, but another part of him liked his current name. Percival doubted he would actually alter his name, but it did not hurt to take an interest in it. Appearing just in time to hear the announcement did the ebony jaguar give the younger male a nod. "Noted."
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]everything works for me. would you all mind making the threads by chance?
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]Maybe he had ingested some type of chemical or had sustained an injury he was oblivious to. Percival did not know, and in the state he was in now, well, he did not even know what happened. Earlier this morning had he been out on a hunt, feeling a bit ill again, but proceeded to hunt anyway. After throwing up a few times he getting cold sweats did he return back to his house where he laid down on the front porch. After a few moments had he fallen into a deep sleep, one he would not wake up from for a few days or maybe a few weeks, nonetheless, the panther had fallen comatose.
[He will be in a coma until the thirtieth of this month. ]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]i won't be on from the twenty-eighth until the thirtieth. perc will be in a coma until then as i'm driving back from vacation and wont have a computer during that time.
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