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interaction with wilson? we can just kinda see how their relationship forms or something
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when you're lowkey late to responding to this but that's okay cus wilson wouldn't say anything anyways :^)There was something about this joiner's personality and threw the feline off. He'd only spotted the small group from a bit away, yet he was able to catch the way they spoke, how they purred their words. It felt wrong to the scientist. Possibly, he was somewhat reminded of the sickening bastard Maxwell? His stomach turned at the memories of the cheeky being, manipulative and cruel. Of course, Maxwell wasn't as purry, but Lirim still gave of that 'bad guy who would stab you' type of vibe in a way... to Wilson anyways. Wilson watched as they took off into the sky, practically vanishing from the scene. Wow, what a way to leave a crowd hanging there. Was there a way to ignore this? Yes, go back to his exploring.
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SLAMS SELF DOWNaa your art is beautiful as always im so :00 (lowkey clowny on a new account </3)
a hawk would be super cool tho omg
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The concept of changing bodies was almost scary to the scientist. How was it done? How did that... work? Then again, lots of things were not exactly as they seemed. "How did you do the changey thing with your body?" The ebony questioned innocently as he approached, tilting his head towards the former-feline-now-canine. They were spotty, black and white. Yet, they had kept their purple traits as well? How odd. Well, he was basically assuming Throwbackthursday did the changey thing, due to the same scent. He could remember the scent from when he had joined, plus the purple did seem awfully familiar. Not that he actually had known their name until now- that dark colored pup did give some information.
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would you be interested in a thread between wilson and greek maybe?ALSO I MADE HIM A SKETCHY REFF AND IM KINDA PROUD EVEN IF I FAIL AT HIND LEGS
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noted!
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heeyy! i might make wilson dual join this place? :0
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wilson is from a 2014 litter i think RIP
AND YEAH THERE'S A LOTTHANK YOU FOR THE WELCOME THO RIP
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AAA YES dont starve is my fav game ever so i just had to- :^D
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Wilson is going to be lowkey collecting things throughout his time here in Sunclan, so I'd think it would be cool to keep track of what he has collected, how much, where, and when. I will also mark when things are used up as well just in case he uses them for something.
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TWIGS (decent sized): 11GRASS (bundles): 3
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yoo! :0sure thing! who makes the thread?
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Wilson probably wasn't going to question why a burst of flowers grew around the odd canine. He usually did, but instead the ebony feline had a different goal in mind. He approached, dark tired eyes wide at the flowers as he drew in a breath. His expression was of a frown, yet with the excited look in his eyes and the general presence of the flowers, it flickered up into a small smile. Maybe, it didn't matter that this being reminded him of Maxwell in the smallest ways, maybe that wouldn't matter unless they did something directly to harm him. "Can I borrow some of these flowers?" The scientist questioned with a simple head tilt, avoiding eye contact and staring at the forget-me-nots instead.
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Meet and greet. Was that actually a thing that they had here? Curiosity flooded the feline as he approached, sharp ears flicking a bit at this stranger. "Hi, my name is Wilson," He greeted in an innocent tone, tilting his head a tad bit while his expression turned into something of wonder. "What's your name?" He then questioned, perking his ears while awaiting an answer.
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"S-syl..mae.. I find your name difficult to pronounce," Came the innocent comment from the ebony feline as he trotted over. He didn't mean any harm in the comment, but he was still repeating the name in the back of his mind. He looked almost puzzled at the idea of two joining at the same time. Were they good friends, or something more? Wilson personally never really had too much of a love life, but hey, he couldn't be envious either. "My name is Wilson, I'm happy to meet you both," Then, there was a bit of curiosity, "Why did you two decide to do the join-y thing together?"
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Wilson was starting a stash. He already had a small pile of decent sized twigs, and he also already has a few bundles of grass. He didn't need any of this... right? Well, he did in a way. No powers for this kiddo, he made his own stuff. Of course, the bob-tailed feline could totally ask someone else to make his items, but there were some things only he could make. Hence, he was slowly working up towards that goal. He also had the goal of setting up a lab eventually. Not to do any crazy experiments, just the small harmless ones. He had shoved his small yet growing hoard into some corner in Sunclan, even marking the area with a sign that read 'you are here' instead of something like 'wilson's hoard'. Hey, you had to work with whatever you could. He was working with what he could indeed.One could find the feline with a basket, carefully putting more suitable twigs, tufts of grass, and even a crap load of rocks. He still needed a lot more, but for now he got most of what he needed. He did need a lot of tools though, but surely someone would be willing to supply those... right? Right. He managed to get another large stone into his basket, trying to avoid crushing the twigs or the grass. He couldn't ruin his other resources just to get others.
He's gathering and hoarding. Someone stop him.
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Meet and greets seemed to be common things. Interesting. The ebony feline trotted over, blinking his dark tired eyes towards this yet-another-stranger. Gosh, these clans were horribly populated, weren't they? "Isn't sleeping a normal thing?" He murmured in confusion towards towards the former angel before staring towards the one who had started the meeting-greeting. "My name is Wilson. Hello what's your namey?" He felt as if it would be awkward if he didn't know their name.
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Wilson was still new to the guild things, and he was pretty clueless on what one he wanted to be in anyways. He did know that he defiantly wasn't going for medic. He was a scientist, yes, but he didn't really.. work on healing? Of course Wilson knew how to heal (for the most part) from honey salves to... spiders... it just wasn't his passion. "Why be a medic?" Came Wilson's quiet question, which was followed by a small flick of his ear and a curious blink.
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Giant hounds. There was something about them that almost forced him to remember the hounds that sometimes liked to bloody attack him when he'd been off doing his thing. He supposed this one wasn't angry like the others though, after all, they were waiting. Due to others having had already asked the questions, Wilson couldn't do much in this situation. So, he would simply approach, quiet and waiting to see what would happen. Darn, they were big... weren't they? He'd been many tall things before, but most of them had been aggressive towards him. This was different and new.
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okay o god i finally have time to rp this girl god i got her weeks ago from the mass adopt?? like 4 weeks i think- maybe 5HI
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tracking! putting this boy here after work tomorrow ; )