ffOR SOME REASON I JUST GOT AN INSANE BURST OF MuSE HELP ME
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Sango trotted over, sitting down to listen and giving Twin a light nod, what a sucky track post.
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I love him omf
Sango has a secret need to be a mom figure to him but slap him at the same time rip
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Sango was next to arrive, sauntering forwards before pulling up to a stop near both Dea and Sans. Aw, how cute. Both of them needed little gifts. Because Tea was totally convinced they needed protecting and love because goddamn it stop the angst. The canine opened her mouth to speak gently, "This is a great idea, Frisk."
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//can the marking be like, a slightly different color rather than red? Like black to blue, black to green, etc? I also really like that idea.
"Congrats." Sango would call, nodding and flashing a smile at Artpop's new position. Ooh, the tattoos sounded nice too. "Thank the gods." She murmured under her breath, as Twin announced the situation with SkyClan. Things were already a bit shaky, and war would be horrid.
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//sANs MY TRASH BBY
Sango had been wandering around, yet again roaming the territory and napping in her favorite spots. Upon seeing her friend, the canine would crack a smile and begin trotting towards him, but, upon further inspection something was terribly wrong.
Her blue gaze swept across the area, trying to assess the situation. But no matter how hard she looked, she couldn't find... anything. All she saw was her friend trembling, pupil's dissolved into his obsidian sockets. She paused, trying to figure out what to do, but she couldn't. A wave of stress smacked the hellhound and she almost stumbled on her feet slightly. However Sango quickly began to drag her paws forwards before upping the pace as she came closer.
There was nothing.
"Sans!" Sango's voice rang out as she got closer, just a few steps away. "Sans!" The canine would repeat again, inhaling and exhaling rapidly. "Snap out of it!"
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I needed to make this rip
mk so sango is open to anything except litters/relationships bc
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and death/maim u know the usual
coughs
I'm cool with AU's
Interactions
Friends
Like anything, hmu
I can also make threadspls I have so much muse
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//You've angered the Sango
ic opinions my dudeIf Nalzyns were to voice her thoughts out loud, Sango probably would have turned around make a sharp comment before bursting into fxcking flames. But, luckily, that didn't happen. The canine waited worriedly as Twin spoke, nodding.
But then came BlackPath.
"I swear to God." The hellhound hissed, gaze quickly shifting. BlackPath had always pushed her patience, and now was quite possibly the worst time for him to crack a joke. In one swift movement, Sango would attempt to give him a hard thwack with her whip-like tail upside the head. Not enough to hurt too bad, but enough to get the message across. No matter if it hit or not, the temperamental canine would turn back to her friend worriedly.
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[justify]hECK
SMACKS SANGO DOWN
SHE CAN BE ANYThiNG???
Muffled thinking noises
any age works
like as long as its not young af bc yah
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this is a cool idea
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[justify]Sango stepped forwards, eyeing the kitsune with narrowed eyes before cracking a small smile. "The name is Sango, and I'll play if you want."
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[justify]Sango remembered Lirim. More so than a few others, but still not too much. Memories that far back were getting... fuzzy. But she did recall how often she questioned his loyalty to ShadowClan and his frequent absences. Not that she was any better, though. She just got back from being dead for god's sake. "Good to know you've finally settled down, Lirim." She tilted her head up a bit, flashing a small smile. "I'd also take you up on that spar offer if you'd like."
///hhholy shit ily 2. Tbh ShadowClan is like a stress reliever for me and everyone here is like my family and even when I don't want to smile I do anyways
blue bananaand I've made so many friends here and I found that I couldn't even leave ShadowClan even though I'm one hell of a clan hopper rip but omg ily2 and if you ever need to talk hmu ok i'll listen to u rant or whatever u need my dude[/justify][/fancypost]
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[justify]Sango... Sango used to be a huge one for parties. But since she'd left the Exiles, the canine found her usual enthusiasm had drained a bit more for being drunk and doing things she'd regret. Yeah, that was probably for the best. Hell, Sango didn't even touch alcohol anymore. She didn't think she had when she sat down with Sans in the Exiles and just talked. That was a long time ago.
The hellhound eyed those present, "It's a lovely party." Sango hissed sternly to Kerrin, flashing a smile towards Kels before settling herself down near Frisk.
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[justify]//waves at u
Sango had been loitering around and... Well... Napping. Yeah, Uhm, always napping. It wasn't her fault she was exhausted all the time though. The canine yawned and stood up, gave pivoting towards Ross. He seemed familiar, but she couldn't quite put a paw on his name. Then again, she had been gone so long it'd be ridiculous if she could when she couldn't even remember her own sister for a while.
"Welcome back." Sango would greet, rolling her shoulders slightly. "The names Sango. Nice to meet - rather - see you again, Ross."
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he doesn't swallow it ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
[hr]I LAUGHED SO HARD I SPILLED MY COFFEE WTf R U
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[justify]Sango would stumble back a bit as she was shoved, but would quickly regain her balance. "There's a difference between being strong and being too weak to know you need help under the facade that you are strong." Was Sango's immediate response after Sans finished speaking, tail now lashing both worriedly and angrily. "Your medicine. Where'd it go?" Sango tried sounding calm, but there was an underlying sense of urgency and fear.
Sans was her best friend, like hell she was going to let him fall into this stupid rut again.
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Your honest thoughts on Sango?
Are you going to have bbies with Sans?
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[justify]When I first created Sango back in 2011, I had no intention of her lasting over a few months, let alone five years. She was nothing at the beginning, just another thing to play around with or draw when I was bored. But she sort of became a part of me after a while, y'know? Around the second year of having her I realized that I could never drop this character for long. Then I found FF and Sango went through so many changes with names and species, etc. But she always reverted right back to the way she was in the beginning. Most of her changes fit with my mood. Especially her body swaps. One of the best few months of my life was when Sango was in her bird of paradise canine form because it displayed how I felt inside. Everything represented something in my life.
The feathers were symbolic of floating away from bad thoughts, the coloring was because I had the time of my life at the ocean that year with my family, the earrings because my friend and I got our ears pierced together. A few bodies after that, when she went into her pharoah hound body when she changed her name to Koi it was because I was struggling with a growing eating disorder. I hadn't eaten anything for a few days except some water and bread when I changed her bodies and the koi fish pattern was symbolic for the peace and balance I craved everyday. And recently the hellhound body was because I had been short tempered and depressed lately, saying hurtful things I didn't mean.
And her personality, by god her personality. She's half everything I want to be, understanding, loyal, brave, and half of what I once was, prideful, short-tempered, jealous. I could go on for hours but she is like the bit of myself that I set free. She takes on both a part of me I want no one to see and a part of me I want everyone to see.
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[justify]Sango came over, and seeing BlindFold her eyes widened. The canine paused, tensing. "BlindCub?" There was no mistaking it. This was the cute little cub that she'd played dress up with and allowed to parade around her wearing his crowns and necklaces like a little prince. As his fur lit with fire, Sango backed up a bit, getting smacked in the side by an NPC who she thwacked upside the head with her whip-like tail with a snort.
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