Posts by madmaaan

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    http://minecraftwarrior99.devi…to-Pheles-icons-255450208
    to make into pretty icons
    ++ mephisto's tags



    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 7pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]im about to join so ?? excited track


    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 7pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]"my, my. isnt this grand!"


    from smiling lips were these words emitted, a sing-song tone retaining a near impossible cheerfulness whilst half-lidded luminaries drifted lazily about the sandy region. he supposed it had been aptly named, this sunclan, white-hot beams bathing his spine in heat, warming his thick violet fur and consequently the flesh beneath. ah! it was wonderful, really - he'd been so accustomed to extremes when speaking of weather, including a pit of flame and anguish or the unrelenting pour from the heavens that never failed to drench his silken tie. yet this was something akin to mortal paradise, rushing water but an afterthought in his mind instead of so pesteringly upfront, a soft scent dancing along the gentle wind. it was so odd, however - in the midst of winter, that is. it did happen that weather was entirely unpredictable, especially out in this quote-on-quote magic land. there were a group amongst the stars, and one on islands held up by nothing discernible. so, all things considered, it was not nearly as much of a surprise to have a bit of warmth in december. global warming, and all. it was plausible. mephisto inclined his ears, the pointed appendages curving forward to accompany the suddenly-determined expression that became the man's face,"yes. this is it. this is the place!" chimed he, gaze drifting up to lock on the umbrella he held above him ( wasnt telekinesis a wonderful thing? ), as if expecting it to retain a portion of his his blatant excitement. if he were being honest, it could be fairly easy to mistake his oddities for the works of a madman; yet, they would not be correct. the demon was all-too aware of his antics, all decisions conscious. if he wanted to speak to his umbrella, he damn well will. it was simple.


    his attention turned back towards the territory, dark-rimmed eyes setting out towards the direction in which he knew they would arise from,"merry christmas, sunclan! happy holidays! gesegnete weihnachten! your gift has arrived!" called he, black forepaws tapping the ground in a rhythmic dance of sorts, reeking of excited energy. a glimmer of mischief met those vibrant eyes, grin growing more smug,"its me! isnt that lovely?" he added, tone sounding much more casual than it had before, the hint of laughter hidden within his proper vocals,"i wish to join you. the name is mephisto pheles, it is a pleasure, im sure." no need to mask his name, now.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 7pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]sits on asyli
    im v good, digging myself into a deeper hole than im already in by making another character but oH WELL
    edit;; h e c k y e a h he should
    it'd be fun bc he immediately feels responsibility for any demon offspring / prophets
    he'd keep an eye on them tbh, he'd just linger in the back like
    'yall better behave or so help me'


    howdy, mist ! hows your day been ??


    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 7pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]"a celebration?" mephisto spoke as he approached, ever-increasing enthusiasm clear on his violet features. he'd gotten here in time for a party? hell! he'd lucked out, really,"interesting! i couldnt have chosen a better time to join." he commented to, well, really anyone who happened to be in his nearby vicinity. like a moth drawn to light, he trotted swiftly towards the table, scanning for any sweets and desserts he could possibly make off with before the crowd increased in size. after whisking his tongue across his roseate lips, the man would pull a tray of sugar cookies towards himself, inclining his cranium to pluck one into his jaws.


    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 7pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]no problem !!
    god, i feel you. i just created meph here and im already plotting out his torment


    omg, another satan child
    meph will bother them to the end of time, then
    none of Satans Babies™ can escape him


    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 7pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]it didnt matter to him - of course it didnt. yet, he approached with that persistent cheshire-grin, quirked brows and emerald luminaries fixated on his new commander,"lovely. duly noted, miss!" chimed he, long tail whipping back and forth in abrupt, sharp movements.


    /mobile

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 7pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]it wasnt often others approached him - especially not when he was stuffing his face with desserts. or, all those except rin, damn that boy. nevertheless, a cheshire grin danced across his maw, the roseate curves curling to expose the very tips of his elongated fangs. half of ( what had once been ) a cookie still hung from the side of his maw, but after lifting a paw to take it out, he would release a breath of warm laughter. he'd been chosen for conversation! how strange,"hello, miss!" greeted he, whiplike tail coiling closer to his body to prevent any sort of injury caused by the tip. ah, now.. what was it he was supposed to do? ah, introductions! only after brushing the sugar crumbs from his dark paws, the man would extend one to shake, merely out of habit. the lack of fingers did make a handshake a bit more difficult, but manageable nonetheless,"i dont believe we've met. mephisto pheles, its a pleasure." the demon's cranium tipped ever-slightly to the side, offering a brief wink as he often did whilst meeting someone for the first time.


    /mobile

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    man s a m e
    my poor characters, they suffer 24/7


    hi there !! i like sunclan already, you guys are super nice


    I LOVE HAMILTON, OKAY
    I AM T R A S H
    YOULL BE BACK GAVE ME MOTIVATION TO FINISH THIS BOYS LONG-ASS TAGS TODAY


    im laughing bc if they ever met mephisto, he'd get so irritated bc he's an exorcist
    he'd just be trying to convince them hes on their side the entire time, god bless
    theyll have to meet one day


    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 7pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]hello, hello!
    this boy is super new, so check his tags below for information! since i usually dont have any muse for them, i wont do simple interaction threads unless there is at least a little bit of plot behind it.
    ** means there is an in-depth plot for that suggestion !!


    suggestions
    friends / best friends **
    prank buddies tbh **
    playing tricks on y/c
    him awkwardly trying to comfort y/c while they're upset, and failing miserably ( "its much worse in hell, you know. you have it good up here." )
    teaching y/c bible verses / recitations for exorcisms
    mentoring others ( will be a bit unorthodox) **
    playing any sort of party game
    anything with kids tbh ?? he loves kids he just wants them happy
    being an utter douchecanoe to y/c
    flirting with y/c
    give him candy, or any desserts
    y/c touches the tip of his tail and gets their paw sliced tf up and he is completely indifferent but still helping them patch up the cuts ( "well you arent going to do that again, are you?" )
    SALTY FRIENDS THAT JUST GET TOGETHER AND INSULT EVERYONES FASHION SENSE
    doing dumb things **






    closed to
    death
    litters
    and that is lITERALLY IT

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 7pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]YOI HAD ME IN TEARS, GUYS
    MY BOYS
    MY H E A R T


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 7pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]hnng everyone in sunclan is so nice but its so s l o w
    weeps, i dont know where to put mephisto
    i need a dual membership but ??


    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 7pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]soft track bc i may have meph visit and bother everyone for a little bit
    hows your day going, guys?


    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 7pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]"mm.."


    a hum, hardly audible from around the raspberry-flavored lollipop he'd popped into his maw, was released into the air, blatantly contemplative in nature. his nostrils flared in order to take in the various scents he'd found himself engulfed in; one of old cement and faint smog, a hint of things long-lost. he supposed it had been aptly named, this colouredclan, white-hot beams bathing his spine in heat, warming his thick violet fur and consequently the flesh beneath. ah! it was wonderful, really - he'd been so accustomed to extremes when speaking of weather, including a pit of flame and anguish or the unrelenting pour from the heavens that never failed to drench his silken tie. yet this was something akin to mortal paradise, rushing water but an afterthought in his mind instead of so pesteringly upfront, a soft scent dancing along the gentle wind. it was so odd, however - in the midst of winter, that is. it did happen that weather was entirely unpredictable, especially out in this quote-on-quote magic land. there were a group amongst the stars, and one on islands held up by nothing discernible. so, all things considered, it was not nearly as much of a surprise to have a bit of warmth in december. global warming, and all. it was plausible. mephisto inclined his ears, the pointed appendages curving forward to accompany the suddenly-determined expression that became the man's face.


    "yes. this is it. this is the place!" chimed he, gaze drifting up to lock on the umbrella he held above him ( wasnt telekinesis a wonderful thing? ), as if expecting it to retain a portion of his enthusiasm. it didnt. after all, it was an umbrella. mephisto, bless him, was far too aware that it could be fairly easy to mistake his oddities for the works of a madman; yet, they would not be correct. the demon was all-too aware of his antics, all decisions conscious. if he wanted to speak to his umbrella, he damn well will. it was simple. his attention turned back towards the territory, dark-rimmed eyes setting out towards the direction in which he knew they would arise from,"merry christmas, all! happy holidays! gesegnete weihnachten! your gift has arrived!" called he, black forepaws tapping the ground in a rhythmic dance of sorts, reeking of excited energy. a glimmer of mischief met those vibrant eyes, grin growing more smug,"its me! isnt that lovely?" he added, tone sounding much more casual than it had before, the hint of laughter hidden within his light vocals,"mephisto pheles. merely visiting, for now." no need to mask his name, now. he wouldnt mind if his name was known throughout the clans, either way. treason was not his intent; he had little ill-will with these creatures, all he wanted to do was.. socialize.


    /reuses my past joining thread bc im lazy

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 7pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]broad was the smile that came upon his maw, roseate lips curving to present elongated teeth despite his gaze not having set on the tiger. instead, emerald luminaries remained on the distance, analyzing the colors and fractions of buildings that peeked over the vibrantly-hued trees. he made no qualms on being analyzed, instead opting to lift a dark paw, adjusting his tie out of habit; fashion was a larger part of his persona, the need to look presentable a must, but not quite to the point of abhorrent narcissism. the egotistical side of him manifested from position, a comfort found in knowing the extend of his abilities. of course, there was the whole "time king" part - but that could wait to be elaborated on. once the other spoke up, however, twin audits would quirk forward to convey just where his attention lie. was he here to visit anyone? why would he do that? "nope." responded the creature, tone absent with thought, yet still popping the "p" at the end,"i only wanted to see the place for myself. curiosity, you know." a paw was waved as if to punctuate his argument,"im sure you wouldnt want to be spied on, and i am.. not in the mood to sneak about and observe from afar." finally, his forepaw would be placed back on the ground, immediately bringing him a step forward - over the borderline and into the unfamiliar land. seeming pleased, the exorcist would finally bring his vision around to land on the one that had spoken, head cocking to the left.


    "my, youre a burly one." noted he, quirking a brow whilst his expression grew more suspicious; the slightest squint of vivid optics, slitted pupils drooping down to focus on the machete the big cat wielded. mephisto nearly sighed on impulse, all-too familiar in the face of distrust and far from willing to engage in a scuffle,"hm.. well, be a doll and show me to camp?" he offered, violet features alight as visitors were intended to be.


    /mobile

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 7pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]rolls in here
    WHAT IS UP, MY DUDES