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Perfect. :)
Are you ready for some more teaching, then?
Let's get into scroll bars first. When you make a box with a scroll bar, you are putting a fancypost that does not expand into a larger fancypost. Here's the code:
- [fancypost bgcolor=HEX CODE; border: BORDER TYPE NUMBERpx COLOR; overflow: auto; width: NUMBERpx; height:NUMBERpx;]
- Text
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Let's break it down.
[li]Border: There may or may not need to be a border: it depends upon the look you want to give the fancypost. Normally a solid or dotted 3px border works well.[/li]
[li]Background: Depends on the situation, again. You normally do not need a background on a scroll box, so if you're not sure, leave it blank.[/li]
[li]Overflow: auto: Leave this command the way it is, otherwise it won't come out right.[/li]
[li]Width and height: Make the width and height wide and tall enough to be able to see about this much text. If you can't, do not center the text.[/li]
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TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT
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TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT TEXT
[li]It's not normally a good idea to leave the text Arial font. Try georgia or andale mono, etc.[/li]
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Try it on that last fancypost you made.
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Cinderscorch, wind in his reddish tabby fur, slowed as they went further from the border. This part of the forest had a vague familiarity about it, and he knew they were getting close. Suddenly he spotted a break in the trees, and motioned Cloudstar forward before ducking past the treeline.
The sight before him was amazing. He must have not been able to appreciate the clearing in the darkness; tall grass swayed in the wind, spotted with violet woldflowers. In the distance Cinderscorch could see a wooden structure the leaned ever so slightly to the left, ivy snaking up the side in long green tendrils. The twoleg den towered above a small cherry tree rooted alongside it, and though the den looked unnatural, it also looked like it belonged. The warrior turned to Cloudstar, affection for her filling his heart as he waited to see her reaction.
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[fancypost bgcolor=HEX CODE; border-top: 0px dashed black; border-left: 5px dotted black; border-bottom: 0px dashed black; border-right: 5px dotted black; border-radius: 60px]
[size=13pt]I Want A Drawing[/size] please.
Username; Cheesepuff
Animal; Cat!
Personality{Brief}; Bright and optimistic, but hard working. Easily distracted at inappropriate times.
Appearance; Maine coon mix tabby. She's only 7 moons. Pic:
Mood; Contented and bright.
Background{if any; I can do transparent}; Transparent, please. :)
Pose{if any}; This pose:
Head/head and chest, or the whole body; Whole body?
Text{if any}; Naw thanks.
Anything else?: If you can't/don't want to do the full body, a head pic facing front is fine.
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[fancypost bgcolor=HEX CODE; border-top: 0px dashed black; border-left: 5px dotted black; border-bottom: 0px dashed black; border-right: 5px dotted black; border-radius: 60px]
Fancy Text
Which one?(1-13): 5
Text:
The bursting dance of cosmic decadence and withheld permissions twists all our arms collectively, but if sweetness can win, and it can, then I'll still be here tomorrow to high-five you yesterday, my friend. Peace.
~Royal tart toter
Text color: White, please.
Other: Thanks!
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OOC: I've been neglecting my own thread. Recap, anyone?
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This is number 5 but if you want a neater one, number 6 is also below
ŤĤẸ βǗŘŜŤĮŇĞ ĎÃŇČẸ ỖƑ ČỖŜϻĮČ ĎẸČÃĎẸŇČẸ ÃŇĎ ŴĮŤĤĤẸĹĎ ƤẸŘϻĮŜŜĮỖŇŜ ŤŴĮŜŤŜ ÃĹĹ ỖǗŘ ÃŘϻŜ ČỖĹĹẸČŤĮϋẸĹЎ, βǗŤ ĮƑ ŜŴẸẸŤŇẸŜŜ ČÃŇ ŴĮŇ, ÃŇĎ ĮŤ ČÃŇ, ŤĤẸŇ Į'ĹĹ ŜŤĮĹĹ βẸ ĤẸŘẸ ŤỖϻỖŘŘỖŴ ŤỖ ĤĮĞĤ-ƑĮϋẸ ЎỖǗ ЎẸŜŤẸŘĎÃЎ, ϻЎ ƑŘĮẸŇĎ. ƤẸÃČẸ.
~ŘỖЎÃĹ ŤÃŘŤ ŤỖŤẸŘ
тнε вυяsтιηg ∂αηcε σғ cσsмιc ∂εcα∂εηcε αη∂ ωιтннεℓ∂ ρεямιssισηs тωιsтs αℓℓ συя αямs cσℓℓεcтιvεℓү, вυт ιғ sωεεтηεss cαη ωιη, αη∂ ιт cαη, тнεη ι'ℓℓ sтιℓℓ вε нεяε тσмσяяσω тσ нιgн-ғιvε үσυ үεsтεя∂αү, мү ғяιεη∂. ρεαcε.
~яσүαℓ тαят тσтεя
Now that I see it, number six does look better. Thanks so much!
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[fancypost bgcolor=HEX CODE; border-top: 0px dashed black; border-left: 5px dotted black; border-bottom: 0px dashed black; border-right: 5px dotted black; border-radius: 60px]
The Elite, eh? Seemed like the next logical step. Better than wandering through alleyways like a worthless loner, anyways, even if he never got promoted. The Siamese tom swished his long tail, stunning blue eyes surveying the room. Thomas frowned for a moment. He was early to this orientation, it seemed. A friend had told him about this meeting, where cats flocked to join this group of rouges. He wondered how many actually got in. He was no vicious killing machine; he could hunt, but fighting really was not his forte. Shifting on his paws, he recalled hearing something about stylists. Maybe that was something he was good for? Lost in thought, he took a seat near the back of the room and wrapped his long tail around his paws.
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[fancypost bgcolor=HEX CODE; border-top: 0px dashed black; border-left: 5px dotted black; border-bottom: 0px dashed black; border-right: 5px dotted black; border-radius: 60px]
Thomas nodded at Onix, note quite able to read her expression. He flexed his claws in and out of the carpet, casting a sideways glance at Nightbird.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: Verdana; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: center]Thomas[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: solid 5px black; border-radius: 70px]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: Verdana; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: center]Thomas[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: solid 5px black; border-radius: 70px]
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[fancypost bgcolor=HEX CODE; bordercolor=HEX CODE; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height:300px;]
Thomas opened his mouth to join in on the conversation, but decided against it as he noticed another Elitist pad into the room. Ugh. He hated the feeling of not knowing what was going on, or what was going to happen. Tasting a cat's blood? Well, it certainly didn't sound like the most pleasant thing in the world. And was that really needed if he was to become one of these stylist cats? The questioning thing sounded a bit more bearable.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: Verdana; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: center]Thomas[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: solid 5px black; border-radius: 70px]
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[fancypost bgcolor=HEX CODE; bordercolor=HEX CODE; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height:300px;]
Thomas frowned as he failed to decipher what the she-cat was trying to say. It seemed that she wanted him to come over, so he stood, giving his fur a quick lick before padding over. The tom flashed a charming smile at Onix before sitting beside her. "I don't think they're going to slaughter us for talking out loud." He meowed in a slightly joking tone. His blue gaze met hers, and he paused for a moment. "I'm Thomas, by the way."
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[fancypost bgcolor=HEX CODE; border-top: 0px dashed black; border-left: 5px dotted black; border-bottom: 0px dashed black; border-right: 5px dotted black; border-radius: 60px]
Grab a form and order away! :)
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[fancypost bgcolor=HEX CODE; border-top: 0px dashed black; border-left: 5px dotted black; border-bottom: 0px dashed black; border-right: 5px dotted black; border-radius: 60px]
OOC: I see the post. :)
IC: Cinderscorch smiled mischievously. "Last one to the twoleg nest is a rotten mouse!" He declared, tapping Cloudstar on the nose affectionately before darting off in the direction of the old building.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]Quinn Tomlinson[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: Dotted 6px purple]
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[fancypost bgcolor=bg color hex code; bordercolor=; borderwidth= 0px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 200px]
Text
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Not really sure how to feel about it. Something in the way you move Makes me feel like I can't live without you. It takes me all the way. I want you to stay
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- [align=center]
- [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]Quinn Tomlinson[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: Dotted 6px purple]
- [table][tr]
- [td][fancyimage]http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQFVzXP7BJIsVqas1-mxt6HllcJbbhIQZtk2QO2hVmkKVttdw53ZA[/fancyimage][/td]
- [td][fancypost bgcolor=bg color hex code; bordercolor=; borderwidth= 0px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 200px][color=white]
- Text
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- [fancypost bgcolor=HEX CODE; bordercolor=HEX CODE; borderwidth=(0-7)px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 70px;][align=center][font=georgia][color=white]Not really sure how to feel about it.
- Something in the way you move
- Makes me feel like I can't live without you.
- It takes me all the way.
- I want you to stay
- [/color][/font][/align][/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: Verdana; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: center]Thomas[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: solid 5px black; border-radius: 70px]
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[fancypost bgcolor=HEX CODE; bordercolor=HEX CODE; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height:300px;] { Sorry 'bout that. }
Thomas looked up the Elite leader as he began to shout commands. The authoritative tone in the cat's voice startled him a bit, so with a flick of his tail to motion goodbye to Onix and Nightbird, he padded over to Theo, hoping he wasn't about to be ripped to shreds, tried to calmly meet his gaze. He was normally skilled at suppressing his fear, but Thomas had the feeling it wasn't working this time around.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]Quinn Tomlinson[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: Dotted 6px purple]
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Not really sure how to feel about it. Something in the way you move Makes me feel like I can't live without you. It takes me all the way. I want you to stay
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- [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]Quinn Tomlinson[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: Dotted 6px purple]
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- Text
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- [fancypost bgcolor=HEX CODE; bordercolor=HEX CODE; borderwidth=(0-7)px; overflow: auto; width: 160px; height: 70px;][align=center][font=georgia][color=white]Not really sure how to feel about it.
- Something in the way you move
- Makes me feel like I can't live without you.
- It takes me all the way.
- I want you to stay
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OOC: ASDFGHJKL DRAMA BOMB
And Cinderscorch is chattin' it up, oblivious.
Cinderscorch slowed a slight bit to race beside her, and began to slow as they reached the entryway to the wooden building. He could see that the inside had been taken over by twisting vines, a labyrinth of greenery. Slowly he met the she-cat's gaze, a soft smile on his face. "It's beautiful here, isn't it?" He cast his gaze out upon the den, then looked back at the leader. "But it just can't compete with you." He meowed softly, smiling. The tom paused for a moment, unsure but with a determined look in his eye. "Cloudstar, will you be my mate?"
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Poor Quinn. She can't get a break, can she? ;)
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: Verdana; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: center]Thomas[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: solid 5px black; border-radius: 70px]
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Thomas felt a little uncomfortable before, in a foreign place and all, but now he felt like he was going to die. Big cats in the elite, okay. But he wouldn't believe his eyes now as Latin walked into the room. There. Was. A. Deer. At orientation, and an Elitist, no doubt. What was he getting himself into?
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Cinderscorch grinned, relieved and incredibly happy. He looked into her eyes, elated. She was his, and he was hers. He leaned over and touched her nose, barely noticing as raindrops began to fall. The warrior was oblivious as to the source of the rain, of the pain behind it; he was only aware of his new mate. But as his fur began to dampen, he tore himself away from Cloudstar and motioned into the twoleg den with a different mischief in his smile.
OOC: *Ahem* fade out?
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