Posts by Castiel —

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Castiel had been wandering around SunClan's territory in a sort of bored stupor when he had accidentally come across Wilson's hoard - or rather, the sign in front of it. The scrawny twelve-month-old found himself staring up at the hand-painted sign, tilting his head like a curious puppy and squinting his blue eyes in obvious confusion. "I don't understand. I am.. where?" he questioned aloud to no one in particular, glancing around.

/ bad two am post lol sorry
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]!! track
these two should have a thread :0
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]mm these two are overdue for another thread !
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]hops in
G U YS
SORRY TO TOTALLY INTERRUPT J CHANGE THE SUBJECT
BUT IM SO SO AO SO EXCITED
BC IM GONNA MEET MISHA COLLINS
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]sits on pyre
that's the guy who plays cas in spn cx
points to avatar

YOU GUYS HAVE NO IDEA HOW EXCITED I AM I LOVE MISHA TO DEATH
I wanted to meet jensen n jared too but pictures w them were already sold out for the chicago convention I'm going to ;u;
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]yes!! I mean he's currently not an angel, but we could do a retro thread or just develop a friendship anyway? cx
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]go ahead man :0
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]interested track, this is a hella cool idea
these two haven't met, but maybe we could do a private thread? I can make.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]It had been a solid three days since Castiel had lost his grace. Three days of mortality, and eating, and sleeping, and urinating- overall, he'd had a negative opinion on the whole situation. But he had to admit, there were some perks. Like food- food was very, very good. The former angel had taken a particular liking to cheeseburgers and waffles and those little orange squares called cheez-its, he was pretty sure.

There was also the raw meat that most clanners ate, which Cas was less attuned to, but he supposed he didn't mind it. Presently, the tom was on a hunt - something he hadn't really done before, as an angel. He had absolutely no training, but he could try. He had been stalking the same mouse for a good thirty minutes and was finally creeping up on it, steely blue gaze focused intently on the little creature. It paused, and he did as well, all of his muscles tensing - and finally he pounced. It nearly escaped, but he managed to snag it by the hind legs in his class and sink his teeth into its neck. It was a sloppy kill, but it was his first one nonetheless. Castiel held it up with a subtly present smile, like a newly-made apprentice at their first hunt. Maybe he could get used to this.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Castiel was tired. He sauntered into camp with half-lidded baby blue eyes, his brown and white pelt accented with a fiery hue in the dying evening sunlight. There was a pair of mice clamped between his jaws; the results of his first real hunting trip since he'd become mortal. He placed them on the top of the fresh-kill pile and retreated to his home - or rather, his half-home. He'd claimed a crumbled aztecan home that sat at the edge of camp; only one wall and a fourth of the ceiling remained standing. The rest was a pile of rock chunks and rubble. There was barely room to sleep, but there was a small bookshelf he'd tucked under one of the larger rocks and there was a dirty old pillow to lay on and he loved his little chunk of SunClan.

Cas yawned and found himself deftly hopping from rock to rock outside his house until he sat perched upon the little section of roof that remained in-tact. Beside him sat a half-empty pizza box; blinking slowly, the scrawny young tom picked up a slice of the cheesy food and took a big bite.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]punts cas
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]yes to both!! that sounds awesome c:
threads ? who makes ?
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]"Par, you can.. hit me up with a task as well," Castiel drawled with a small smile as he approached. The slang sounded awkward as it rolled from the former angel's tongue, but he had tried his best. He wanted to be a cool kid, too. He would stand before his friend and give his ear a flick, waiting to hear what he would have to do.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]thank you !
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Castiel looked up from his meal in slight interest at Finnishwars' announcement. So they were joining the warfare guild, then? It came as no surprise to the former angel. Although he didn't know them personally, he'd seen the fall of Finnish as WindClan leader and their rise as creator of The Exiles. He wasn't quite sure how to feel about them, but they didn't seem to want to cause any trouble this far, so they would be treated as any other clanmate by Cas. He finished up his mouse and moved to sit by Scarletscream, offering them a warm smile. "Welcome to the guild, then."
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Castiel was there in a rushed post bc his roleplayer was at the DMV with crappy connection.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Castiel thought that humans were strange creatures. He supposed that he technically was a human at this point, but the species as a whole still perplexed him. They did... strange things with seemingly no real reason behind them. This was one of those strange things. The man had just finished up shop at the gas station he'd found work at and was walking back to his apartment when he noticed the booth sitting on a street corner. Assuming it was fruit or something, he approached, interest piqued. He paused to read the sign, baby blue eyes squinted. Kissing booth. Immediately a frown tugged at his lips. His gaze flickered up to Lirim. "I don't understand," he muttered, "What purpose does this booth serve? What do you get out of it?" There had to be ulterior motives, right?
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Castiel ambled over to root himself to the ground beside Yosafire, baby blue gaze cast over the supposed new leader of The Rift, Ladyliberty. Jericho knew her, it seemed; he quirked his eyebrows as the medicine cat mentions that she was leader 'again.' An old-timer. The former angel supposed he could relate. A small, slightly awkward smile pulled at his lips, and he nodded. "Thank you for the gifts," Cas would say simply.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Castiel felt a slight blush tinge his cheeks and heat rush to his face as Lirim spoke. Oh, right - blushing was something he could do now, since he was human. He gave a futile attempt to rub the color from his cheeks with the palms of his hands, sharp blue eyes still trained on Lirim, a slight frown tugging at his lips. Happiness? "I.. I'm not quite sure this is the road to happiness," he retorted in a flustered mutter.

when u want him to kiss lirim so bad but that'd be super ooc
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]mm possibly something between these two? :0 I feel like it could go either way. how do they feel abt angels?
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