Posts by JAY T.

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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]hey pax, will I have him join or should I just jump in? :0
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Apollo awoke with a start.

There were two things about his current situation that already confused him as he stared up at the clouds swirling in the sky - first of all, why wasn't he in the sky? Up in Mount Olympus? He hadn't remembered ever coming down to earth, much less passing out. Second, the stale stench of urine clouded his nose - and he was certain that it wasn't from him.

He sat up slowly, his vision blurred at the edges. All of his thoughts were thicker, slower than usual, and his head throbbed to the beat of his heart. At this point, with only a few seconds-worth of observation, it was quite easy for him to understand what was going on. But he refused to accept it.

Only when he glanced down at himself did the truth finally manage to work it's way into his muddled head. He wasn't Apollo - not the god, at least. No, he was a feline - a fairly young one, by the looks of it, and untouched by the claws of the wild. His curly brown and white tabby fur was soft and smelled faintly of lavender shampoo. He was a bit on the chubby side - he, Apollo - and wore a white collar with a heart-shaped tag on it. Mittens, it read. How demeaning.

Upon this new bodily discovery, Apollo gave a rather undignified squeak and scrambled back, unknowingly moving away from SunClan's borders. No. There was no way that he was a mortal, much less a simple animal. Zeus would never stoop so low as to..

THIS IS YOUR PUNISHMENT. The booming voice of his father rang clear in Apollo's head, causing it to throb even more. Great.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]/ falls into thread

HEY LOOKS LIKE I JOINED IN TIME TO CATCH THE WAFT TRAIN
/ toot toot
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]YEEeE HELLO EVERYONE
ITS GOOD TO BE BACK IN SINCLAN

u know it wafty
/ passes syrup
slather up that shit
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Apollo blinked once at Arabella, not saying anything for just a moment but looking rather panic-stricken. The gods knew of the clans, of course - some even chose to take refuge in them every once in a while. But still, most of them - Apollo included - preferred sticking around human civilization more, if possible. He would glance down at himself again, tugging at his collar disheartenedly. There was always a small chance that he was still immortal, that he had simply accidentally taken this form - but he was practically a perfect being. No, he would never do that. Besides, if he were to take feline form, it would've been in the body of a golden lion or something. Not some.. pudgy housecat.

Looking up at the three creatures who had approached, the boy took a breath. He had no doubt that they were a part of some clan. He focused his attention on Arabella, the first to approach. "Yes, I believe you could be of assistance to me." He sat down and straightened up his back, trying to look as regal and imposing as possible. "It may be hard to believe, but I am actually the Greek god of legend, Apollo." He would pause for dramatic affect. A frown crossed his face. "O-Or.. I was. It seems I'm trapped in a mortal body. Would any of you know somewhere I could stay until I figure out my.. problem? A clan, perhaps?" He pulled on his red collar once more.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]hi !! guys
just took my first final of the semester oml
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]YO IT WAS GOOD
BUT SYRUP WOULD BE GR8

syrupkink oml
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]shh
don't question the syrup

eyy apple will take a thread w anyone
he's a miserable pile of haikus rn
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]At Jackson's words, Apollo turned towards the other, addressing him with a scowl, chin tipped back just slightly. He felt his face warm at the use of the name inscribed on his tags, ears flattening against his head. Oh, he would turn this wimpy mortal to dust - in fact, he was preparing to do just that when he remembered he, himself, was mortal. He had no smiting powers. A frown fell over his features, though he silently promised to follow through with that as soon as he became a god again. Right. In the meantime.. "I'd be careful with your words," he shot angrily at Jackson, though the fact that his voice squeaked at the end of his sentence diminished his point just slightly. He gave a huff. "I definitely am the god Apollo. This is- I was just- You can ignore this." He would tug at the collar he was speaking about, but still his attempts were fruitless, which put him in an even worse mood.

Deciding to address the less rude members of the clan, Apollo glanced back towards Arabella and Iolana. "Yes, yes, thank you for the welcomes." He perked up suddenly. "Ah.. did you say SunClan? You wouldn't happen to worship me here, would you? Or perhaps simply the sun itself? Because technically that's still me, you know." How fortunate would it be to have awoken upon the territory of his own apparent kingdom!
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