Posts by PLUTO.

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[size=7pt][font=verdana]All I want is to be left alone
Tact from me is like blood from a stone.[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]The child sat, his keen icy blue eyes flicking back and forth as he glanced around. He was certainly eager to make some friends however he wasn't sure how to go about it. He had a certain natural flair about him, an air of elegance which he used to his advantage in order to make friends although he had not put this to good use as of yet. That was the main block in the road for him, how to actually talk to others without rambling seeing he had a major tendency to just talk. The child flicked his ear, a bright smile gracing his features as he made the attempts to catch the eyes of passing strangers. That was a good idea right? He was sure about it.

/this is crappy rip me

[spoiler=MOBILE TAGS]GENERAL ;
Iapetus 'Jones' Yamazaki | Sousuke xx Gregamire | male | blizzardclan | melanistic jaguar | icy blue eyes | single | demi-homoromantic | pansexual

INTERACTION;
medium (although he is a child he is quite quick witted battle wise) | attack in bolded [color=red]red | no kill | no maim | pm for capture | no mentor

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[size=7pt][font=verdana]All I want is to be left alone
Tact from me is like blood from a stone.[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]track on ia's subbie :^)

[spoiler=MOBILE TAGS]GENERAL ;
Iapetus 'Jones' Yamazaki | Sousuke xx Gregamire | male | blizzardclan | melanistic jaguar | icy blue eyes | single | demi-homoromantic | pansexual

INTERACTION;
medium (although he is a child he is quite quick witted battle wise) | attack in bolded [color=red]red | no kill | no maim | pm for capture | no mentor

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[size=7pt][font=verdana]All I want is to be left alone
Tact from me is like blood from a stone.[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]/*wiggles eyebrows* i love that song and mandatory omfg

The young melanistic jaguar trotted over, long tail swishing in an eager manner behind him as he approached the duo, one of which being a familiar face whilst the other one was not so recognisable. Nonetheless, he still approached with a grin slapped onto his face in a friendly manner, icy blue orbs glistening with warmth as he drew to the side of his father to peer at the assortment of sweet treats that the other child appeared to be offering out. Candy. It was something that he had never had the opportunity to taste although he knew from catching the conversations of others that it was quite a delicious thing to eat. He also knew that eating too much of it could make you sick but he would most likely disregard such information in his endeavour to try every sweet food that he can get his curious little paws on. "Mmmm candy" the younger child breathed, leaning forwards slightly to peer at the coloured treats with an inquisitive little murmur parting his lips.

[spoiler=MOBILE TAGS]GENERAL ;
Iapetus 'Jones' Yamazaki | Sousuke xx Gregamire | male | blizzardclan | melanistic jaguar | icy blue eyes | single | demi-homoromantic | pansexual

INTERACTION;
medium (although he is a child he is quite quick witted battle wise) | attack in bolded [color=red]red | no kill | no maim | pm for capture | no mentor

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[size=7pt][font=verdana]All I want is to be left alone
Tact from me is like blood from a stone.[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]The child's movements were hesitant at first as he stumbled over to peer with a mixture of confusion and helplessness at the vice leader, barely able to muster a smile in the face of such a situation. He did not understand why they appeared to be upset and such but that was more for his own personal reasons than anything else. See, due to his young age, he had not yet been made to go through the horrors of life. He had not yet been subjected to what the world had to throw in his direction so he could not see the world in the same light as someone who had in fact experienced such bad things in their lives. "A-Are you 'kay?" the young melanistic jaguar child muttered softly, ears perking slightly. He saw this not the right time to be vibrant and bouncy. Something serious had occurred although he did not know what that was. He could just tell.

[spoiler=MOBILE TAGS]GENERAL ;
Iapetus 'Jones' Yamazaki | Sousuke xx Gregamire | male | blizzardclan | melanistic jaguar | icy blue eyes | single | demi-homoromantic | pansexual

INTERACTION;
medium (although he is a child he is quite quick witted battle wise) | attack in bolded [color=red]red | no kill | no maim | pm for capture | no mentor

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[size=7pt][font=verdana]All I want is to be left alone
Tact from me is like blood from a stone.[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]The young child cast his wide icy blue gaze around at all of the members currently gathered, mouth falling slightly ajar as his tiny mind vigorously attempted to consume all of the strangers faces that stood around him. Trying hard to put names to faces as he regarded the large group, a toothy yet fond little grin gracing his features as his gaze drifted over and lingered on his father. It was a relief for the small child to at least catch a glimpse of a familiar face otherwise it might have been quite of an overwhelming experience for Iapetus.

He was about to open his mouth and reply with a grin to the questions asked about whether had had joined recently however was silently glad that his father had interjected to speak for him as he would have most likely spouted something jumbled. His speech was getting there however it was not as good as it could have been. It still had it's childish slur to it, words meshed together as he attempted to say words that he found to be difficult to pronounce. He often kept his word to short, chipper phrases although the young jaguar tended to wander into more unknown territory in regards to his speech and its boundaries.

"Hello 'vrybody. I'm Iapetus Yamazaki!" he exclaimed, his name spoke with a glimmer of pride sparking in his pale aqua orbs as he cast his grin around the group once more. His attention fell onto the one that his father had said was his sister, an excited little gasp causing air to rush into his lungs as he regarded his fellow sibling. "Hallokit! Hello sister" Ia hummed with a little laugh bubble rumbling from his throat, the pronunciation of their name rather altered as his l was dragged out slightly.

[spoiler=MOBILE TAGS]GENERAL ;
Iapetus 'Jones' Yamazaki | Sousuke xx Gregamire | male | blizzardclan | melanistic jaguar | icy blue eyes | single | demi-homoromantic | pansexual

INTERACTION;
medium (although he is a child he is quite quick witted battle wise) | attack in bolded [color=red]red | no kill | no maim | pm for capture | no mentor

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[size=7pt][font=verdana]All I want is to be left alone
Tact from me is like blood from a stone.[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]The young child skittered over, rounded ears perked slightly as he came to halt to peer at the newcomer. Being a fairly new and rather oblivious child, he could not pick out any of the names asked about and put them to faces when caused him to come to the conclusion that he had not yet encountered these membered. That was no problem, he would wind up finding them eventually, it would just take time. He came to a halt beside Mercy as they were the most familiar to him and he stood in a curious silence, choosing not to speak as he had no information that was valuable to the other male that was searching for one of their parents. He brought on a slow yet genuine little grin, a warm and welcoming little gesture that the young jaguar used in place of a verbal greeting.

[spoiler=MOBILE TAGS]GENERAL ;
Iapetus 'Jones' Yamazaki | Sousuke xx Gregamire | male | blizzardclan | melanistic jaguar | icy blue eyes | single | demi-homoromantic | pansexual

INTERACTION;
medium (although he is a child he is quite quick witted battle wise) | attack in bolded [color=red]red | no kill | no maim | pm for capture | no mentor

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★ PLUTO H. P. S. X. W. - making momma so proud, but your voice is too loud
quick track

edit: thanks for the welcome c: i'm just super hyped to start playing pluto but i might not be able to get anything up tonight because i only just got in from a parents evening thing at my school and it's like 9:13pm and i'm exhausted

ah hey saturn. yeah i used to play my smol sean ;^)
nO DISRESPECT HERE. I WILL TURN THIS CAR AROUND

alSO YES PLUTO AND FRISK CAN BE PARTNERS IN CRIME. just two smol bbys trying to get by ahh

//wink at asyli

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Social interaction had never been an entire favourite of the young wildcat. However, he knew that it was definitely a necessity in life. And, Pluto also knew that it was probably best for him to actually try to become a social butterfly so that he was known for things other than who he actually was. He was not usually a nervous being, so why the hell did he have to start feeling such emotions now? He ran his tongue along his lips swiftly, a very faint sheen of luminous blue marking the pathway of his tongue on his mouth as he did so.

Pluto had not really actively gone out with the intentions of interacting with those that lived around him and therefore had quite a limited knowledge on those that he guessed he was supposed to be getting close to. He was aware of the fact that he should have perhaps tried to put in effort at an earlier date considering the fact that he had he lived alongside them all and therefore believed that he was supposed to be attempting to get to know them. However, vibrancy and warm exchanges of words were not something that the male associated himself with although the whole idea of being vibrant could be argued against.

He was an apparent abnormality and the idea that he was not a natural entity caused him to feel intense unease when faced with the ideas of actually socialising with other beings. He did realise though that he did not really need to care about what others felt about him. After all, despite being who he was, it was only the surface that he was thinking that he would be judged on. In a way, his fright of criticism was unjust. What truly mattered about him was what he was on the inside and he strongly believed that he was quite a pleasant individual despite his rather odd appearance.

With reinforced confidence, the male allowed a gentle yet rather bright expression to layer itself onto his features, ears twitching slightly as he glanced around to see if there was anyone that he could potentially converse with. He had only really just realised that the whole time he had been sat there rather nervously spaced out and immediately hoped that no one had noticed. It would be pretty embarrassing otherwise for him to be caught in such an act of anxiety.

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VERY BASIC TAGS FOR NOW WHILE I GET HIS PROPER, LONG TAGS UP AND RUNNING ;^)

pluto is quite small for his species and age which is much like his namesake as pluto was previously considered to be a dwarf planet (and will always be a planet in rad's eyes). he has dark grey, near black fur and his markings are a vibrant neon blue that glow softly making him seem like some kind of walking glowstick. the insides of his ears, his claws, his blood and his saliva are all this same fluorescent blue colour. even his eye colour strongly resembles the electric blue of his marking and such. he also has a pair of ram like horns that curl around his head and have a very faint yet noticeable blue glow to them.

he is quite the little gentleman and is a very composed individual for his age. at a first glance, he definitely comes across as a sweet angel. he is quiet and serious the majority of the time. he is very much a lover and not a fighter. he will do quite a lot to avoid conflict which could potentially get him into trouble (forced friendships/relationships) and does stuff to make everyone happy even if he is not so happy himself, this being both a flaw and a blessing of his. despite this, pluto has an extremely bad stubborn streak which reflects his demonic bloodlines and almost never forgets anything. he remembers all of the faces that he sees and will most likely never let anything go. holding grudges, be the act of doing so passive or not, seems to be his unfortunate specialty.

1/7 of the space squad && he is based off got7's park jinyoung.

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Pluto himself was far from being fit to fight. He was a lover, not a fighter. That was one thing that had very much been established early on in the youth's life development. He may be of demonic blood and although he looked extremely menacing, the walking glowstick was very much in opposition to senseless combat and violence. He was a scrawny, dark liger that could probably break someone's spine if he trained himself a bit more but he saw no need to do such things when he also did not feel the need to shed blood over things that he was either not involved in or things that could easily be negotiated out instead. That was why he absolutely despised the concept of enemies and allies. It meant that those in the clan of a foe were able to just freely wreak havoc instead of using their brain. It genuinely upset and even, to a very small extent, pissed him off.

Of course, he had absolutely no idea what Bill had done, the entire extent of it at least, and if the young male would have been aware of that information, then w would have turned and left right at that moment. However, one thing stopped him from doing so in the first place, his mother's presence. He could not just turn if there was the possibility that his beloved parent could get hurt and if he could prevent such a thing then the 'lover' would very gladly bend his own morals and rules. After all, in his mind such thoughts did not apply if he was lashing out to protect one that he held affections towards. For now though, the dark hybrid drew in a slow, slightly shaky breath, electric blue gaze narrowing slightly in dissaproval as he rubbed one ofh his curled ram hornb

//attack in bolded white or tag this account c:

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The male drew to a halt besides Frisk with an idle flick of his ear. He did not really have any place here at this current scene considering the fact that he was neither the one that had been called out for or a relevant individual. After all, he was just the skinny little kid that trailed around after his clanmates so the fact that he was currently observing what was occurring was merely a product of that ghosting that he more often that not found himself doing. He was in no way close to Frisk however, he did know of them and therefore felt somewhat comfortable with drawing to their side at this present interaction. From the snippet of the conversation that he had caught upon arriving upon the scene, it seemed that this stranger had come to visit Frisk, or at least 'a Frisk' and the one besides him did not know them at all. He almost felt bad for maine coone youth.

After all, they had made the effort to come all the way over to their border just to discover that who they were searching for was apparently not around. However, Pluto stopped himself from frowning in sympathy, not wishing to offend or irk the child. The hybrid youth knew better than to take pity on those in unfortunate situations because most of the time they did not need such emotions from others. They needed things like answers or resolutions to the poor circumstances that they were in. They did not need people like himself throwing them a mental pity party. Pluto did however find himself throwing a curious little glance over to Frisk, interest sparking within his electric blue gaze before his focus swiftly honed back in onto the unfamiliar face on the border. He remained quiet, ears angled towards the smaller feline as he waited in silent anticipation for whatever response would be given in turn to the denial.

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Friends? The idea of such a platonic relationship at that current moment in time seemed to be quite a foreign concept to him despite the fact that he had attempted to spur himself on into an search for such companionship. Despite his endeavours, he was not sure what he was exactly looking for. The youth flashed his mother a warm smile, very briefly closing his sparking blue gaze alongside the friendly expression. He was blissfully unaware to any under the surface, internal thoughts. Thoughts like how his very beloved parent could barely recall what his name was. The name that she had bestowed upon him. It would have probably been quite the blow to his newfound confidence which was, in a way, good that in this case he was rather oblivious to any distinct discrepancies in the actions of his mother. He reopened his eyes after a few seconds, smile melting slightly into a more casual one as he peered at the leader. Or, well, one of the leaders. "Hello mum. I'm doing well, just a little bit tired, it's not a big deal though." he responded with the accompaniment of an idle flick of his ear. He had not really spoken all that much with the female, mainly because she was often preoccupied with more important things than her children which was something that he completely understood. "And, I haven't made any friends yet but I'm working on it, I guess" he added with a slight nod, attention caught almost immediately by the appearance of Bill. He too believed that presentation was a key thing in conversations, be it a casual interaction or a more formal, political one. His gaze swept over the golden individual, head tilted slightly to the side as he did so.

Pluto was strong. At least, he held strength to some degree. Mentally, he had a thick mind where his barriers were near impenetrable and his physical form was decent despite his small size and seemingly slender, scrawny physique. He could certainly hold his own in the midst of combat however, that was not the problem when it came to his power and capabilities. The issue revolving around him was in fact his personality and temperament. He preferred more peaceful options and alternatives to otherwise brutal situations. In some ways, it could be regarded as him just wanting to avoid confrontation but he genuinely did not like to see any one else in pain either and would go to quite great lengths to dancing around the iffy idea of being locking in physical combat. But, he was able. It was just up to Bill to be able to judge him however he wanted to in regards to both how capable he was and what strength he contained.

"Steampunk is my mother. And, my name is Pluto by the way. You're Bill, right?" the liger hummed with a flick of his ear, vibrant electric blue gaze fixed pointedly on the feline before him. His fictional brows were arched slightly as he regarded the other leader that his mind had very briefly drifted to previously. That was probably one of the reasons why he already knew their name despite also being acutely aware of the reputation that the other male had built up for themselves. The whole idea of others knowing his name without him even knowing them was something that he would love to have happen to him however, he knew that would most likely never be the case and even if it ever occurred, he knew not the let it get to him. It would most likely be a one off and even then he was too insignificant in general to actually receive such major attention. He drew in a sharp breath, curious smile curling at the corners of his lips as he glanced back to his mother for a few moments before solely focusing once more onto Bill, intrigue clearly evident as he awaited their response.

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alright, so pluto is a six month old kiddo living in the rebellion of terminus who is like a walking glowstick. he is a liger and he's quite small considering his species and the fact that he is a hybrid of two rather large creatures which is linked to the reason behind the name pluto as he is similar physically to the dwarf planet (him being almost like some kind of dwarf planet). You can check his tags for a basic description of his appearance and such if you want to c:

he is quiet and serious sometimes and a lover, not a fighter meaning he will do his best to avoid confrontation. he will do a lot to make others happy even at the risk of his own personal joy. he can also be extremely stubborn to and is a master at holding grudges. if something his done to him he will almost never drop it.

he's overall a sweet bean and needs friends and stuff. he's open to pretty much anything apart from death and major injuries c:

i need some bad influences on him (alcohol/drug users, assholes, ect) as well as some good ones too. romantic interest are also open but i'd prefer if there was a plot to it if it was anything serious (serious being a relationship above simple crushes)

oh and he's hecka gay™

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:#000000;][font=georgia]i totally agree with you, it's something that i've really noticed that the majority of, if not all of, the active clans now are super cliquey which really annoys me because i had characters in quite a few fast clans but now i just can't be bothered with any of it anymore. my biggest issue is shadowclan because i was doing so well with my character but now i just can't be bothered and it sucks. but i might try and help out in scarclan and dittoing what you just said. i enjoy giving others help when they need it and i've noticed that the smaller communities seem to be nicer.

it's not even that i've been told that my writing is bad because like, so many people are constantly saying good things about it and all of this about how i should study english literature and stuff at college but i'm just such an not confident person (especially when it comes to writing stories) where i'm sure that they're all just saying it to be nice and to not hurt my feelings because the majority of the time i feel like i'm just rambling or writing something that is just as trashy as hell.

and, believe me when i say that your writing is actually really good and i genuinely enjoy seeing that you've posted with a character because i love to read your posts. they bring me joy (even if the posts have angst) and like i said, your characters are really complex to me and i find it so interesting to find things out about them through your posts
also wow, i would love the privilege of being one of the few people to read vic's story. it's up to you if you want me to read it or not but i would like to if you want me to c:

oh wow, that's a lot of peeps considering the fact that it's not even open yet. hmmm, i'm intrigued by the fam. i could offer up chastie but i'm not sure if i want a character in it or not because i understand it but don't at the same time.
like, do the phobia's have that specific phobia themselves or is it like they trigger it in other people?

edit: whoops i'm on pluto's account rip me

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Pluto had not been exactly bored as he had traversed the wild territory of the carnival that they inhabited as he had always been able to find something to entertain himself with however, he could see where it could possibly bore those who had been around much longer than himself. That was what had spurred him over when he had heard Bill's call for a gathering to discuss any potential ideas. He had nothing particularly good in mind but he would show his face nonetheless. It would be good to hear what everyone else had to say, he guessed. "That sounds a tad brutal" the liger remarked coolly as he slipped over, electric blue eyes lingering on leonine being before his focus honed in onto Bill, head cocked to the side slightly as he scanned the leader's expression as if the see what their own personal response would be to the words spoken by the lion.

He could not deny that such a comment definitely unnerved the youth but even thought it did, he did not show any of those emotions outwardly. Instead, the small wildcat just lowered himself into a seated position besides Frisk. He thought that there was a change that the golden furred leader would in fact agree with the violent ideas provided by the other being but he had nothing to really contribute and despite his overall friendly nature, it was better than nothing. He glanced down to Frisk with a small nod, liking the idea of that. It would be nice to see weekly, fun events going on and preferred that to the initial thoughts given. He had nothing to contribute himself as of yet but he was sure to try and think of something that he could provide them with in case he needed to prove himself with a good, useful idea.

//track

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The young male himself had been around for a little longer than Stolenkit however, he found that if they were to compare their knowledge on the surroundings and group as a whole, they would be at similiar levels. Before, he had never really explored his home to much and was only getting into the groove of doing so quite recently. He had however, already discovered that he seemed to have a favourite spot within the camp. It had been one of the first things that he had noticed but there was a large, out of use carousel which was slightly off to the side but still rather noticable. It was the perfect size for the scrawny wild cat to weave in and out of the multicoloured horses without bumping into any of them and he had taken a liking to it almost immediately, pinning it as his new favourite place for the time being. Pluto had been lying on the aforementioned carousel in gap where one of the many metal horses it had formerly stood, waiting for a human to pick it so that it would be put to use instead of just being an unused attraction. It had long since passed the days where it had been used for entertainment purposes and the small liger had discovered that it was a rather nice little spot to lounge about in when he was bored. It was not like he got bored all too often because the various old attractions that had formerly kept the former carnival up and running always had something about them that would easily catch the attention of the rather easily entertained youth. However, today seemed to be one of those days where he did not feel like particularly doing much and although that may be a choice that could backfire upon him, he did not care too much.

"Hmm, hey. What'cha doing?" he muttered with a flick of his ear, raising his head as he noticed someone who had been peering at the various attractions, intrigue lacing his sleepy tones as his hazy electric blue gaze cleared slightly. The glowing male raised his head from where he laid, tail swishing as he let out a soft yawn, fixing his curious attention on the younger tabby. The latter half of his words slipped from his tongue in the form of a harmless inquiry. Pluto had not seen this individual before and was therefore curious as to who they were and what they were doing. He could tell that they were a fellow group mate but he had not actually encountered her before and his intrigue was justified by that.

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The young liger stalked over with his head hanging low as he pinpointed Bill and his prisoner's location. The call had been enough to cause the young wild cat hybrid to approach the rather distasteful scene. He was not the biggest fan for tortures considering the fact that he saw them as pointless. Of course, there was the fact that the captor was flaunting their strength by seizing another individual however, at the point that the torture was happening, the captured being was practically helpless. That was when his opinion on such controversial topics like capturing and torturing was split. He listened to the Blizzardclanners words with an idle flick of his ear. He was well aware of the fact that the threats being made were certainly falling on deaf ears when it came to the leader that had been responsible for capturing the fiesty male. However, he did admire the tenacity of Jersey, even if it would get him nowhere but in more trouble. Pluto shot a very subtle apologetic side glance at the clearly very angry feline before settling off to the side, stiffly lying himself down and curling his tail around his hind legs to observe. He knew better than to get involved in such things, especially with Bill had something to do with it. He did not fancy getting shouted at or just scolded in general and, for the sake of his own frail emotions, he opted to just do his very best to instead turn a blind eyes, his pulsating neon blue markings the only sign that he really felt strong emotions towards the 'torture show

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[font=arial]i gotta say that kodiak does miss his sweet boi and stoic daughter. need more nature spirit kids

ah, i was actually in the process of bringing a few old characters back and i was contemplating bringing sean back too. maybe with a new name but i'm not sure yet.
i was thinking about something like Boo because i was thinking about making boo seungkwan as his faceclaim but idk

alSO LITTLE NIGHTMARES YES PLEASE

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:#000000;][font=georgia]★ PLUTO H. P. S. X. W. - making momma so proud, but your voice is too loud - tags
/pats pure's head

i really need to post with pluto but i'M LAZY UGH
and i always feel the need to post at like midnight when i'm tired and can't type properly
one time i straight up wrote a 500+ word post at one in the morning and i have no idea how tbh
i guess i'll try to post with my little space bby tomorrow because it's the weekend finally yay even though i've got mocks coming up in a couple of weeks rip me

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:#000000;][font=georgia]★ PLUTO H. P. S. X. W. - making momma so proud, but your voice is too loud - tags
Pluto slunk over, coming to stand besides his mother with an idle swish of his tail as he peered at Frisk. Herbs had always been something that had lingered as an interesting thing within the youth's mind however, he had never actively gone about trying to learn anything proper about such things. He had never had anyone willing to teach him before and his interest in it had not been as great as it had grown to at that point in time. That was what had spurred him on to approach the scene, electric blue eyes flickering with intrigue as he sat himself down, head tilted slightly to the right as he peered at the host of the traditional herb event. He had never actually seen being in the medical profession as being a forseeable route for his future however, he would probably consider such things afterwards and at least he would be able to take something that would be able to benefit him and those around him away from this even if he chose to not do so..