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  • map of your head - o, joining

    [justify]I don't see why not, welcome to Blizzardclan, do you need a tour or anything? Also, I'm Matthew, an auxiliary combatant here, if you have any questions feel free to ask me the caramel coloured feline would nod as they padded over, their violet gaze watching the other clearly. It had been ages since he had been able to see as clearly as he did now, but perhaps that was because he finally had the glasses he needed. Of course though, he also used to have glowing eyes, and the tendency to shock his own self at some of the most random times.[/justify]

  • You're a monster ;; open + sticky situation

    [justify]Ah, they had made a mistake, they had definitely made a mistake. It wasn't even until after they had opened the bottle did they realize this might not have been a good idea, but then again, he didn't always have the best of ideas. And this, this was one of his not so good ideas. He knew he would probably end up blaming someone eventually for his little mistake here, but for now, the feline would only try to be as still as possible, uncomfortable about himself due to the fact he had spilled said bottle and was now doused in thick, sweet maple syrup, and oh boy this stuff was sticky.[/justify]

  • It's locked ;; Open + idea

    [justify]Anyways, basically how it would work is doing a certain thing, like maybe doing a weekly task, will get you a set number of points, which you can use to get silver, badges on what level you're at currently in your progress, and art too maybe the combatant would explain, his feathery tail sweeping over the ground nervously. My roleplayer will be able to fund the silver prize too, so no worries there for you Mattie would add, reaching up to push his glasses up his nose.[/justify]

  • You're a monster ;; open + sticky situation

    [justify]The male would turn to Celina first, as she had been the first to arrive. Help would be great the combatant would nod, before turning towards Marg. As you can see, I'm not really in the condition of moving currently, so unless you have an idea, such as picking me up and bringing me there, you're out of luck with your idea Mattie would mew flatly, mostly just because he was annoyed with both his situation, and the fact the other was making a bunch of stupid puns out of it.[/justify]

  • the freedom > open + question

    [justify]Moongleam... he didn't exactly feel like he wanted Storm to hear the name, as it had hurt the other so long, yet he had the feeling the pup might venture over and find out what the conversation is about anyways. Is there a reason you're looking for her? Mattie would ask, his violet gaze blinking.[/justify]

  • WHAT'CHO COME HERE FOR [[ BLIZZARDCLAN PLOTTING THREAD


    lmao, he and mattie should have a thread xD

  • It's locked ;; Open + idea

    [justify]Alright, it should be up in the ooc board once my roleplayer gets off work! Mattie would nod before bounding off, his mind swirling with plans for how the thread would be set up. Oh, this post may just be breaking the fourth wall, but whatever, it had been done before, so he could do it too.[/justify]

  • feelings fade | joining

    [justify]From what he had seen so far, Marg had a lot of relatives that seemed to pop up out of no where. Which actually made him a bit jealous, seeing as he didn't get relatives that popped up out of the blue. He didn't get relatives at all, really. Padding over in silence, the feline would nod his acceptance to the other joining, not really bothering to speak.[/justify]

  • Honestly though ;; open + question (francis probably needed, most likely)

    [justify]He knew he was back soon, especially as his roleplayer was planning out an event and probably didn't need to be here currently, but he had a different question this time around, not just an activity idea. Padding towards the den, or, main set of dens, which he himself happened to own one of, the male would look around cautiously. Francis? Tama? the combatant would call out, his violet gaze blinking as he looked through the glasses perched on his nose.[/justify]

  • WELCOME TO THE APOCALYPSE | RAID PLANNING, S/HP MEETING

    [justify]Who're you? Mattie would ask, turning towards Sarcophagus, his gaze curious. He honestly had never seen the other before, so he was curious why they were at the meeting? Perhaps he had somehow missed an important update or something? He wasn't that sure, but he didn't remember the other being a higher up.


    //ic opinions c;[/justify]

  • You Make Everything Okay // Private + Mattie

    [justify]It had been a long day, considering he had been busy preparing for the upcoming event he had planned, and just as the sun appeared to be setting, he had turned away from camp to go to bed for the night. He hadn't expected to have a visitor however, let alone one who appeared to be eating his precious pocky. Ah, but it was who the visitor was who surprised him most. A-Alfred? the small feline would ask, his old stutter appearing to have returned as he stared at the other, mostly out of shock. How had they even found him? He had been gone for so long now, yet the other had seemingly found him no problem, regardless the fact he was pretty sure Alfred had no idea where he had went, which brought him to think of all the trouble his brother must have gone through getting information on where he had gone.[/justify]

  • Wait for it | open + (re)joiner

    [justify]Littlepaw? As in the same Littlepaw who had been demoted at his first meeting? Maybe, it was a bit obvious at least Suite knew who they were, but how did the other come back? Wait, never mind, he shouldn't be the one asking questions, he too had done that. Padding over, the small feline would aim to shoot a friendly smile at the other, unsure how to react since they had sort of been before his time.[/justify]

  • it's called a hustle, sweetheart || open

    [justify]But that just.. isn't right.. Matthew would whisper, padding over to stand beside his brother, which made him look even smaller than he actually was. To kill a clanmate, especially due to the fact they shared your intelligence, seemed in particular very wrong, seeing as you even knew of their smarts. Perhaps that was just his viewing though, as he was a vegan at heart, and killing was never something of which he would do.[/justify]

  • Cuz' The World Might Do Me In // Open + Meet and Greet

    [justify]But it's still morally wrong, seeing as it was someone who had the same knowledge in life as you Matthew would state as he padded over, his soft violet gaze on the wolf. He didn't bother to introduce himself, as it was his brother who was hosting the meet and greet, and they most definitely knew each other. Besides, everyone else besides Alfred already here knew him too, so he saw no point with introducing himself regardless.[/justify]

  • You Make Everything Okay // Private + Mattie

    [justify]Wait, he ate all his food? That wasn't for you, you know.. Matthew would respond to Alfred, noticing the empty pocky box on the ground, along with other empty packages that once held food chilling about on the floor. Ah, it seemed as though he would have a bit of cleaning up to do later. Well, at least he had a feather duster, he wasn't too sure where he would put the trash though.


    Honestly, I hadn't thought you would find me, not that I didn't want you to find me though, I'm just surprised the combatant would nod slowly, his violet gaze showing his confusion as he looked at his brother. Ah, they hadn't changed, they didn't look any different either. Maybe a bit more stupid, but his brother had always looked a tad stupid in his opinion.[/justify]

  • it's called a hustle, sweetheart || open

    [justify]Plants aren't clanmates though the combatant would point out, his voice soft. For some reason, it felt like the other was feeling a bit guilty, however, that could just be him. It was most likely him. He could still hope though, right? Hope that the other wasn't just some cold blooded murderer who killed their clanmates simply because they were higher up on the food-chain?[/justify]