Posts by Damien L.W.

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    In some part of the forest there was an alarming flash of blue light. From a distance, especially due to the heat, the light seemed to bend and contort like that of some alien apparition. It remained for only a few seconds, vanishing as soon as it had appeared. There was no great bang or shrill sound to accompany it, as if its arrival was no more important than that of another. However, the light had not completely faded. It still pulsed with the ferocity of a heartbeat somewhere in the forest. A portal had opened up against the trunk of a particularly large tree, spilling out light under the evening sun. From it, a sphynx revealed itself, stepping out from the light in a rather nonchalant fashion.




    The heat was the first thing to hit Damien, it rubbed up against his cold skin and clung to him. He blinked as his eyes adjusted; the journey to this dimension lasted only a few seconds, but the incredible brightness had nearly blinded him as usual. He needed to start closing his eyes, or what remaining vision he still obtained would fail him. Before he so much as bothered to examine his surroundings he sat down and lifted his front, left leg. He pressed a few buttons on the futuristic device and the portal behind him faded away in moments. A thin hologram then sprouted from the brace-like object. He squinted his eyes as he accessed the information he was given. "Everything seems stable..." He muttered, having little realization he was talking to himself. With that the hologram disappeared and he pulled his backpack off his shoulders. He unzipped it before he appeared begin to shuffle around in it. The aggressiveness in the movement of his arms increased as he grumbled to himself about something along the lines of having too many journals. Finally, he pulled out a journal and a pencil, promptly removing the strap around the journal, opening it and beginning to write in it. He paused to glance at his surroundings and rub the dirt beneath him with his paw before returning to his writing.
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    "Current surrounding environment is a lush forest... calls of birds... nothing particularly u-" Damien's faint whispering was interrupted when he heard someone call out particularly close to him. His ears perked and his nonexistent brows furrowed as he turned his head in the general direction of the voice. "Those are my plants and my clan's territory so you better explain what your up to, bub!" The tabby growled. He quirked one of his brows despite still having the both of them furrowed, Bub? He thought to himself, "I wasn't messing with..." He paused to glance around at the scenery once again. He closed his left eye so that he could focus better on the more distant plants.




    The Sphynx spotted some flowering flora and well-tended bushes. He had ended up in someone's garden. He reopened his eye before flashing the tabby a peculiar stare; his left pupil appearing a bit larger than his right for only a moment. Though it would appear that an apology was in order, he failed to do so. "I wasn't touching any of your plants." He replied as he closed his journal, not quite realizing how long he had remained silent before continuing. "What I was doing is my own business, and doesn't involve whatever your clan's..." Damien paused yet again as he suddenly lowered his head to stare at the ground. Inaudible muttering could be heard from him as his brows furrowed more deeply. His eyes widened for a moment before his expression returned to the one he had been giving the tabby. He then resumed staring back at the feline as he awkwardly cleared his throat, "... affairs may be."




    He then shifted his body so that he was facing his backpack. He unzipped it and stuck his journal and pen inside. It was rather evident that he didn't realize what kind of danger he could possibly be in as he calmly went about his own business. He looked up when he heard someone say "hello", A hyena? He blinked as he studied them for a moment. It wasn't long before the canine was followed by another domestic feline. "Nice mohawk." The feline told him, visibly holding back a giggle. He gave a small shake of his head as he took a moment to stare at his backpack. He assumed that was sarcasm. He then glanced back up at the strange tabby; how had he only just noticed her antlers? "So, uh... is this 'clan' thing that you mentioned some kind of gang...?" The question only seemed right to him as the word "clan" and similar ones were only used to refer to such groups where he came from.
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    "No, we are not a gang. We are an perfectly functioning society." Damien received his answer from someone out of view. His eyes flickered towards a grey canid as they revealed themselves and paused beside the hyena. He looked over the company that had built up around him. Never before had he attracted a crowd so quickly. "We are called DarkClan and we function as a military based group. I take it you are not familiar with the other clans?" His ear flicked as his eyes drifted over the individuals before landing on the wolf once again as he gave only a nod in response. That was about all he had time for before they spoke again, "What do you go by? I'm Gilbert, Gil or Raven would do fine as well. Do you need anything specific?"




    He wasn't sure if he wanted to give his name to stranger either. Well, more like acquaintance now that they had introduced themselves. He planned to avoid the question as to who he was for now. Yet, the moment he was about to speak he was interrupted by the border collie, "If you want to join you can. Otherwise you gotta leave." Damien's multi-colored eyes meet the canine's for a moment. Behind his stare it looked as if he were processing their statement for a moment, the gears in his head turning. He took it as somewhat of a threat that he mustn't overstay his welcome if he wasn't going to join. He then glanced back at the golden eyed wolf.




    It would seem that his mind was still attempting to catch up with their last question. It wasn't that he was slow, only that his mind raced a thousand miles per hour every second of the day. Therefore, it took him longer to process things. It was a struggle to focus with so much activity and new information to take in. He sat there with his mouth open for a moment, until his jaw began to hing closed and back open repeatedly as if he were trying to find the proper words. He abruptly forced his mouth shut as he avoided the grey lupine's gaze so he could gather his thoughts. His priority was to study this dimension. Therefore, if he must join a clan in order to stay in this environment, so be it. Finally, he returned the lupine's gaze, "My name is Damien... Damien Lark William. There's nothing I need specifically," He began before he looked back at the collie, "I guess- er, suppose... I will join Darkclan. However, I have a few questions to ask first." Damien felt that it was quickly becoming evident to those that surrounded him that he appeared to have a limited vocabulary. It wasn't necessarily that he did. The reason he couldn't think of advanced words fell back on the same justification as to why he was slower at processing information.
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    The fire had, of course, attracted Damien's attention. He could just make out the plumes of smoke rising against the dunes. He watched the clouds of smoke from a distance, journal in hand as he turned the pen over in his hand. The dark was straining his eyes and the fire could provide more than enough light. He knew somewhere inside it was against his better judgement to approach the gathering. However, he had convinced himself that it was within good reason. With that in mind, he pulled his backpack over his shoulders so that it now rested on his back, and made his way over. He paused at the top of one dune before he stared down at the bonfire. It threw its light down onto the sand and made it glimmer in such a way that it appeared as though he were gazing upon thousands of stars. He could feel its heat from where he stood, it was warm and inviting. Not only that, but he picked of the scent of well made food. The moment he caught a whiff his stomach made its hunger known with a soft, though abrupt growl.




    He huffed, hesitating before he half stumbled down the dune and snuck a piece of rabbit meat. He settled down on a black and red patterned blanket, sitting his backpack to the side of him. He grabbed his journal and pen once more as he laid down. He shifted from side to side in order to make himself more comfortable on the blanket before opening up the journal and taking a bite of the rabbit meat. Damien shot a glance at the other two present, offering a small nod to each of them in place of what could have been a "hello".
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    Damien's ears perked when he picked up another's voice. For a moment he was focused on the lupine arrival until they announced their love for another wolf present. His brows furrowed shortly before he refocused in his work. His ears folded back and he visibly cringed when he heard the same member call another "babe". It was evident that the Sphynx had a great distaste towards flirting, even if it wasn't serious. With a soft sigh, he proceeded to shut out the conversation going on to the left of him as he recommitted himself to writing. He scribbled further notes onto the page before doodling a rough sketch of the areas that he knew. Somewhere at the bottom of the paper he wrote in tiny letters "plotting locations would be much easier if I had wings".




    "I just thought we all needed to spend some quality time together as a clan. We don't really do it all that often so..." His head turned in Gilbert's direction when he spoke. Damien then turned to a blank page and wrote a note on the clan revolving around what the General had spoken of. He paused for a moment, swinging the pen in-between his fingers. He then began to write further about what little knowledge of the clan he had. He unknowingly muttered to himself for a few moments before he paused and stared at the paper. It looked as though he were gathering his thoughts until he looked up at Gilbert. Damien appeared to examine him in the light of the fire, tail twitching as his ears swiveled forward. Abruptly, he looked away and unzipped his backpack. He tore out a few pencils and gazed down at his journal. He then proceeded to furiously sketch upon it, glancing between the paper and Gilbert as he did so. When he noticed another wolf had arrived and had sat down beside the grey lupine, he decided he would add them in as well.
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    After hearing Gilbert's announcement Damien approached quietly. He figured this was something all clan cats must do for the announcement to be projected throughout their territory. He paused near the General and offered a stiff nod in greeting, "A task, please?" He almost cringed upon using such a word as he wasn't used to doing so.




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    Damien's ears swiveled in Bubblehead's general direction when they announced the meet and greet. Unfortunately for him, he had been sitting relatively close to where the greyhound was speaking. ""Uh, let's see. My name's Bubblehead, though I don't think I like that name very much. Too fancy. Once I accidentally ate dirt. It's better with salt, though. Also, I like the color red!" A small smile worked into his expression at the mention of dirt being being better with salt on it. The statement had been so stupid it was funny. It wasn't long before two other's approached, introduced themselves and gave three facts just as they had been asked to do. However, he quirked a brow when Balance came forth with her... more than unique name. He felt that it wouldn't be long until some attention was drawn to him and he would be obligated to go along with the situation. From where he sat with both of his paws gently holding a journal, per usual, he finally spoke up. "I am Damien," He began, feeling as though he shouldn't have to reveal his full name, "I have what is known as an 'Infinity Backpack' which houses at least six-hundred and forty-seven journals from my travels. I enjoy rock music, among other genres, and I've never lived in a clan before."
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    Damien had made a number of rough sketches of the landscape; he probably had a dozen different maps of what he had seen and what he predicted to be in other places. Maps were made only to be rejected through a simple "x" at the corner of the page after he drew yet another with better, greater and more accurate details. He made a complete map of the camp, including all the levels, the wall, the surrounding area, and markers for all possible exits. He marked ruins he had encountered, and those he found more interesting were drawn on other pages. A good portion of his journal was a mess of what would appear to be scribbles and side notes if one were to just flip through it.




    He had immediately committed 100% of his time to the task he was given the moment it was spoken to him. It was something that would occupy him and possibly give him some information on the people of this dimension, though minor. He scouted the border and made rough estimates of the size of the territory in both miles and kilometers - did they even use such measurements in this dimension? It didn't matter, all the general wanted was a map, correct? He had put it in his head on what he should do, making extra notes for his own purposes. He hadn't slept in a day or two, but he was used to lacking needs such as that. He feared that, if he slept, he would forget his task. Therefore, why not dedicate himself to it until completion? He was almost done, and he had an entire page of notes on what could be added and what ruins could be made useful if they were repaired. So, there he was by a body of water to the southeast area of the territory, madly scribbling in another marker for a pond on his newest map as he flipped between that page and the one on improvements that he was editing at the same time.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; border: 1px solid black; background: url(http://38.media.tumblr.com/3cd…9sezMJ5p1rcfi9jo3_500.gif) center; background-size: cover; width: 125px; height: 140px; margin-right: -1px; margin-left: -11.3px; margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 1px solid black; width: 248px; height: 138px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -2px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 248px; height: 138px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 248px; min-height: 138px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: #333; line-height: 10px;][fancypost bgcolor=#0d0d0d; border: none; width: 244px; padding: 3px; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: white; line-height: 11px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-bottom: 2px;]i wish i knew what it was like
    to care enough to carry on[/fancypost]
    Damien would join in a near shameful tracking post as he sat down relatively close to where the grey lupine general was. He didn't have the best knowledge of medicine in the world, the most he knew revolved around cuts, gashes, broken bones and the like. As for radiation poisoning, there wasn't much he could inform you of other than the fact death would eventually be certain - that is, unless some magic could fix it. Then again, the Sphynx didn't know anything about magic either.




    //i can't wake up, rip me up inside
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; border: 1px solid black; background: url(http://38.media.tumblr.com/3cd…9sezMJ5p1rcfi9jo3_500.gif) center; background-size: cover; width: 125px; height: 140px; margin-right: -1px; margin-left: -11.3px; margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 1px solid black; width: 248px; height: 138px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -2px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 248px; height: 138px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 248px; min-height: 138px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: #333; line-height: 10px;][fancypost bgcolor=#0d0d0d; border: none; width: 244px; padding: 3px; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: white; line-height: 11px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-bottom: 2px;]i wish i knew what it was like
    to care enough to carry on[/fancypost]
    Damien had been minding his own business at the edge of the territory, laying against the branch of a tree as he flipped through a few old journals. His attention was grabbed by the figure of a pit bull arriving on the border and calling out almost directly beneath him, "Hey! Is this DarkClan land?" He blinked, brows furrowing. Darkclan land? He cringed slightly as his tail flicked. "Yes, this is Darkclan. Name and business?" He replied gruffly, not bothering to move from his post.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 440px; text-align: right; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; color: #0d0d0d; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: -2px;]here's to being human[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; border: 1px solid black; background: url(http://38.media.tumblr.com/3cd…9sezMJ5p1rcfi9jo3_500.gif) center; background-size: cover; width: 125px; height: 140px; margin-right: -1px; margin-left: -11.3px; margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 1px solid black; width: 248px; height: 138px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -2px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 248px; height: 138px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 248px; min-height: 138px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: #333; line-height: 10px;][fancypost bgcolor=#0d0d0d; border: none; width: 244px; padding: 3px; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: white; line-height: 11px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-bottom: 2px;]i wish i knew what it was like
    to care enough to carry on[/fancypost]
    "Sagittarius! Here to join! You can call me Sag, though!" The canid seemed exceptionally cheery. This was quite the opposite of his usual mood - how typical. He nodded as he pulled out his newest journal and flipped to a blank page. He began writing, "Damien Lark William - you can call me any of those." He stated as he failed to return Sag's gaze. He could've been more welcoming towards the dog, but he obviously failed to do so. However, they didn't seem to notice.




    Sagittarius[Sag]; appears to be a pit bull
    - Looks to be one year old.
    - Light cream, can't see other colors or shade of eyes from where i am located.
    - Seemingly naive, but could be a facade.





    He paused his scribbling to glance down at the dog. He tightly shut his left eye in attempt to get a better look at them. His impaired vision in his left eye often affected the right when they were both open.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; border: 1px solid black; background: url(http://38.media.tumblr.com/3cd…9sezMJ5p1rcfi9jo3_500.gif) center; background-size: cover; width: 125px; height: 140px; margin-right: -1px; margin-left: -11.3px; margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 1px solid black; width: 248px; height: 138px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -2px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 248px; height: 138px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 248px; min-height: 138px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: #333; line-height: 10px;][fancypost bgcolor=#0d0d0d; border: none; width: 244px; padding: 3px; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: white; line-height: 11px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-bottom: 2px;]i wish i knew what it was like
    to care enough to carry on[/fancypost]
    //loving your avatar, nimbus!




    It would appear that quarantine was still out of luck when it came to meeting judgmental people. Damien was not one to hesitate to judge a book by its cover. When the sphynx spotted the abnormal canine they packed up their journals and pulled their backpack over their shoulders. He then hopped down from the tree just in time for the canid to pass by. "Name and business, trespasser?" He inquired gruffly as his hard stare reached them. It would seem that he could be no more impolite to the newcomer. However, they had crossed far beyond the border where they were supposed to wait.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; border: 1px solid black; background: url(http://38.media.tumblr.com/3cd…9sezMJ5p1rcfi9jo3_500.gif) center; background-size: cover; width: 125px; height: 140px; margin-right: -1px; margin-left: -11.3px; margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 1px solid black; width: 248px; height: 138px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -2px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 248px; height: 138px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 248px; min-height: 138px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: #333; line-height: 10px;][fancypost bgcolor=#0d0d0d; border: none; width: 244px; padding: 3px; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: white; line-height: 11px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-bottom: 2px;]i wish i knew what it was like
    to care enough to carry on[/fancypost]
    Damien arrived at the meeting in a lame track post that definitely didn't make up for his lack of activity.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; border: 1px solid black; background: url(http://38.media.tumblr.com/3cd…9sezMJ5p1rcfi9jo3_500.gif) center; background-size: cover; width: 125px; height: 140px; margin-right: -1px; margin-left: -11.3px; margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 1px solid black; width: 248px; height: 138px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -2px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 248px; height: 138px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 248px; min-height: 138px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: #333; line-height: 10px;][fancypost bgcolor=#0d0d0d; border: none; width: 244px; padding: 3px; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: white; line-height: 11px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-bottom: 2px;]i wish i knew what it was like
    to care enough to carry on[/fancypost]
    The sphynx had shown up late this time, dropping down from some low-hanging branch on a nearby tree. He sat down near Gilbert as he examined the newcomer and Balance. So, they were gods? Damien had never encountered deities before, nor had he believed in them. Even as the two before him announced that they were gods, he showed clear signs that he did not believe them. His eyes dulled with displeasure as his ears folded back slightly. Words would not be enough for him. It could be considered ironic that he didn't believe in any god, considering the fact he had died multiple times in other dimensions. How he was brought back was beyond him, and even if it was the work of angels tearing him out of the depths of Hell his stubborn mind would not be shifted to believing. If the so called deities that were in his presence now revealed some form of immense power his opinion would not change. To him, immense power was no sign of being a god.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; border-left: 1px solid grey; border-right: 1px solid grey;][justify]inconspicuous_blackhole has logged in.
    inconspicuous_blackhole: Someone is incessantly barking outside my house. . .
    inconspicuous_blackhole: About videogames, I don't play them.
    inconspicuous_blackhole: I just never have time for them.
    inconspicuous_blackhole: And Balance, if they're demanding that you hand over your valuables, they're attempting to rob you.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; border-left: 1px solid grey; border-right: 1px solid grey;][justify]inconspicuous_blackhole: Huh. . .
    inconspicuous_blackhole: I forgot to log out of my account last night.
    inconspicuous_blackhole: Anyway, last night was. . . interesting, to say the least.
    inconspicuous_blackhole: I woke up at about 2:00 AM
    inconspicuous_blackhole: to a chemical smell that was so strong in my bedroom that it actually felt like it was choking me.
    inconspicuous_blackhole: A pair of white eyes were peeping at me from the darkness of the other side of my bedroom.
    inconspicuous_blackhole: I flung the nearest object I had at it which my lamp.
    inconspicuous_blackhole: I missed and it fled from my room.
    inconspicuous_blackhole: I followed it outside and lost track of it.
    inconspicuous_blackhole: I'm going to stab the hoe next time I see them.
    inconspicuous_blackhole: . . . .
    inconspicuous_blackhole: Now I have to air out my bedroom.
    inconspicuous_blackhole has logged out.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; border: 1px solid black; background: url(http://38.media.tumblr.com/3cd…9sezMJ5p1rcfi9jo3_500.gif) center; background-size: cover; width: 125px; height: 140px; margin-right: -1px; margin-left: -11.3px; margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 1px solid black; width: 248px; height: 138px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -2px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 248px; height: 138px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 248px; min-height: 138px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: #333; line-height: 10px;][fancypost bgcolor=#0d0d0d; border: none; width: 244px; padding: 3px; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: white; line-height: 11px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-bottom: 2px;]i wish i knew what it was like
    to care enough to carry on[/fancypost]
    //it's fine. it happens to the best of us. as you can see below, my muse isn't at its best either, haha. also, welcome to Darkclan!




    Damien had been quietly writing in one of his journals when the wolf approached. However, he made no move to greet them until they announced they're presence by claiming that they had somewhere to be. When they stated that patience was an overrated virtue, he felt that he agreed with them. He wasn't one for patience himself. "You have a date?" He uttered from the tree branches above, not sparing them a glance as he continued with his work. "I assume your only reason for being here is to join, correct?" He inquired. He spoke again before the wolf had a chance to reply, "What's your name?"
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; border: 1px solid black; background: url(http://38.media.tumblr.com/3cd…9sezMJ5p1rcfi9jo3_500.gif) center; background-size: cover; width: 125px; height: 140px; margin-right: -1px; margin-left: -11.3px; margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 1px solid black; width: 248px; height: 138px; overflow: hidden; padding: 6px; margin-top: -2px; margin-bottom: -2px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 248px; height: 138px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 23px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 248px; min-height: 138px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: #333; line-height: 10px;][fancypost bgcolor=#0d0d0d; border: none; width: 244px; padding: 3px; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: white; line-height: 11px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-bottom: 2px;]i wish i knew what it was like
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    On the outskirts of Paradigm territory lied a house nestled between two mesas. It was built from clay as that had been the only available material to whomever had first resided within it. A few bare bushes could be seen around it as some tumble weeds sat idle. No wind was blowing during that incredibly hot day, and many animals had taken shelter from the boiling sun. A sphynx had ventured from his clan for his own moral purposes. He had taken shelter in this small house and immediately regretted his decision to travel out here. He hadn't brought a single bottle of water and felt as though he were dying of thirst.




    Damien shuffled through his backpack one more time, snatching one of the soul containing vials from it. He paused and turned it over in his paw, momentarily pondering whether or not souls had any moisture in them. He shook his head and threw it back in. Even if they did, that would be a stupid reason to waste all the souls he had gathered. He swallowed and winced as his saliva strung his throat. He sat his backpack on the bottom shelf of an empty wooden bookcase. He hopped onto a bed in which lacked a mattress to observe the outside through a window that had no glass. He'd die a miserable death if he didn't, at least, attempt to search for water. With that in mind he leaped off the bed and stepped through the doorway. He paused to glance back at his backpack for a moment before he shook his head. He assured himself there was no one else out here before he continued out into the world beyond his temporary home.
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    I deeply apologize for being so inactive in this clan and not participating very much. My overall activity on this site has plummeted and my muse has hit rock bottom. The reasons behind why this is happening lie in mounds of school work and family issues. I deeply apologize again, and will probably do so a hundred more times. You may or may not see me here and there in the advanced role-play section under my 'FadedFury' account, and I may or may not pop in and out of here in the near future when I finally manage to crawl onto a joining thread. I am not leaving Darkclan; I can promise all of you wonderful people that much. The only thing I can amount to right now are any possible one on one threads if anyone reading this is interested. Damien is open for just about anything except litters, capture, rape, crushes and romance. Any relationships revolving around friends/best friends will take time with him as I like developing relationships instead of him and another character automatically being at such a state. His tags are below and if you have any plot ideas, shoot them at me and I will reply as soon as possible.


    Last but not least, if anything remotely important has happened in the clan as of late, please tell me. Thank you for reading this.[/fancypost]


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