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anyone want threads or plots with selector?
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;text-transform: lowercase][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt] she was quiet for a few moments, letting the words wash over her, a soothing tide of syllables and sentences that she could order into place. "well, centuriescub, it's nice to meet you. and sweetkit, it's certainly a pleasure, my doll. ah, hawkclan was.... it was a lot different back before we'd moved. lots of members were older than me, as i was younger than i am now, obviously. ichigo brought this place back to it's former glory, made it shiny and new again and then to top it all off, we all went on a great adventure led by him, and then.... we found this place, she murmured, voice filled with awe and wonder at the sheer miracle of it. how very ichigo must have been, in order to do all this. "i think i remember the day littlepaw joined, but i don't know.... i was.... i'm sorry, i have to apologize, my old life keeps, i don't know? i was so much more when i was alive, when i was fully here."
she hastily shook herself, her eyes landing on the next one who approached and asked her a question after introducing himself. "well, colin, lovely to see you here! and yeah, i did live here before, it was a long time ago wasn't it lil?" she answered, her voice sounding dreamy and far off. her form wavered for a second, as if the thing cementing her to this realm was fizzling out for a second but she was back after a moment, a frown on her features. "i.... i'm sorry about that. sometimes, cabeswater gets the best of me and i start to, ah, how do i word this? i start to wander, i guess? my soul senses something it likes and tries to leave me and i have to center myself in order to get myself back," she admitted, not really understanding that nobody would know what cabeswater was or what it did for her.
oh, interesting question from littlepaw indeed. sel took a deep breath and looked at the ground, drawing strength from the ley line to keep her anchored down. "i'm not going to lie, it was really scary, like terrifying. i was just reliving all my lives and seeing all the mistakes i'd made and they were laughing at me every time they saw me do something bad. and then it was just.... nothing. just endless treading on in the dark and then i was swimming and i guess how that's how i ended up alive? i'm not sure, and when i try to think back too much, i start to go fuzzy and forget." the lupine said, eyes now being drawn back to sweetkit.
how to put this? "ah, yes, sweetie, i'm a.... ghost. i died and then came back, but only because someone else on the ley line was dying when they shouldn't have." she said the words gingerly, trying them out in her mouth.
to alphabetcub, she would bob her head in a greeting and give him a welcoming smile. "i'm glad you came, buddy! i like seeing you around."
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a disbelieving laugh escaped her throat before she spoke, self-depricating. "i barely know my two mothers, let alone know if i have any grandparents. although, on winterfell's side, i think it's clockwork and augustus. not so sure about my other mom's side." she murmured in response.
well, time to think up a question for the next soul who came along. "have you ever thought about how lonely it must be to be invisible? to where no one could see you, not even your friends or family?" she asked quietly.
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The wolf found herself wading through the cold, icy landshape as she peered around for her clanmates. Normally snow melted quickly and left piles of slush, but it still was cold enough for the snow to stay frozen.
Chuckling softly to herself as she got an idea, she quietly rolled some snow into a tightly packed ball and looked around, ready to pelt the first person she saw.
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"i'll particiapte, if you'll have me."
her jaws parted and her voice spilled out, eyes trained on the lion and the domestic feline. she would be ready for whatever came her way. well, so she thought.
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Her eyes had strayed to a frozen pond, and emotions hit her like a brick wall; they were welcome, but not kind. It was like her, frozen and cold and slowly melting, but nobody would realize it until someone cracked the ice. Did anyone actually truly know her? She didn’t think so, and she wanted to change it, but she felt as if she didn’t know how. How would she even start to do it? She didn’t understand, didn’t really know what to do. So she just sat there, her oculars trained on the smooth surface, contemplating.
This was home, and she belonged here.
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She reeked of alcohol, even though she clearly didn’t have any sort of drink on her; still, it was obvious she was very much drunk. The stars were glittering outside, even though they were mostly covered by dark clouds. Midnight would arrive in a couple hours, and with that it’d bring the new year. She felt excited but in a detached sort of way, and she also felt pissed off, a side effect of the thing that had made her start drinking in the first place.
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ghostie: idk should we all get together or just?? stay at our respective hourses and be online or meet p somewhere?
ghostie: houses. i meant to say houses but seriosuly tho answer mespeech
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