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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]Jasper had no need to suspect this so-called Paris of spying; why would he? Many joiners showed up on the border, and a vast majority of them benefitted the clan. Besides, it wasn't like he had telepathy or anything. He approached the larger creature, unbreathing and still. "Welcome. I'm Jasper, nice to meet you." He said breathlessly. It was hard to get his thirst under control, especially with so many potential meals around.


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]Jasper knew he should probably seclude himself and wallow in pain. Being surrounded by potential meals was awful; he didn't remember it being this bad. But no, he couldn't use common sense. Instead, he fought against the urge to hide away. He'd been gone for too long; he was going to do his damnedest to be a present attribute to the clan. "Welcome. I'm Jasper; pleasure to meet you." He said, the words forced out. "If you need anything, I'm open." He said, however partly regretted it. He probably wasn't the best for that sort of thing, considering he was tempted to kill just about everyone present.


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]I GOT A JOB U GUYS


    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]Jasper hesitated. He was made to be a fighter -- no, he was made to be a killer. But after his most recent encounter with that rogue vampire... He shuddered at the memory of Maria's voice ringing in his ears. "Um, I'll watch." He mumbled, unable to hide the panic in his voice.


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]Jasper didn't like meet and greets. They were all the same, all boring. "Jasper Whitlock. It's a pleasure, sir." He murmured, trying not to breathe. It was so damn hard to not be tempted by the potential meals all around him. Why did he even come back in the first place? Oh well.


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]THANK U


    it's a fun job i get to pretend to be 18+ and buy cigarettes w/o an id and see if they'll sell me them. then we report them >:^3c


    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]With super-sensitive ears, screaming wasn't Jasper's favorite thing. He frowned and strode over, vaguely curious as to why they were all yelling. "What's wrong?" He asked, anxious to see what was up. No one felt too upset, but then why did they scream? Ugh, mortals were confusing.


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]"Hello Olivia." The sound of the vampire echoed as he ghosted over on silent paws. Many new creatures were showing up on the border lately, most of which were confused. She didn't seem any different. "What business do you have with BlizzardClan, miss?" He asked the canine gently.


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]Jasper slid over on silent paws upon hearing the call for weekly tasks. It had been awhile since he got one, and he had to admit he kind of missed them. "I'll take one, please." He drawled.


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]im thinking about streaming the requests I got and maybe do more requests,,, would anyone be interested (eyes emoji)


    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]https://join.me/742-893-751


    beep


    im offline now rip


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    kamari


    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]Alola. A lot of members seemed to be coming from there, this place he had never heard of. It sounded intriguing, but he didn't want to visit. All of their members seemed to be getting lost and winding up here, so what was the point, anyway? "You can stay. I believe we have some other members from Alola here, too." He said with a gentle dip of his head. The scarred beast of a feline blinked browning eyes, glancing over at the others who had appeared. "I'm Jasper Whitlock, ma'am. Pleasure to meet you." He rumbled. "If you need anything, you can ask me."


    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]yooo i turn 17 january 30th!!


    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]Jasper had faced his fair share of horrors. Spending a century fighting and killing was hard and took its toll on you. His body was a work of art -- lean and muscular, pale scars etched within marble skin. But his face... Symmetrical, perfect. Too beautiful to be natural. He certainly was otherworldly. He appeared next beside Sun, whom he did not know. "Hello." He murmured, voice strained. "What's your name and what business do you have here with BlizzardClan?" He asked as politely as he could manage.


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]Jasper couldn't sleep.


    Literally. Sleep was impossible for the vampire; he didn't need it. Sometimes he got exhausted, but that was only because he hadn't eaten. Night was peaceful for him, though. Calm and quiet, everyone asleep. Of course, intrusive thoughts always seemed to wheedle their way into his mind; how easily it would be to kill everyone in camp, drain the lifeblood from them....


    No. He couldn't think like that. These people were his family, now. Beside, Alice would be disappointed if he did. He ghosted up the stairs, fresh from a hunt, his eyes glittering gold. The non-sentient animals hardly satisfied him, but he was full, and that's all that mattered. He was snaking his way through the territory when he caught the familiar scent of Grunt A. He veered towards him, curiosity piqued. "Hello." He rumbled, voice smooth. It was easier to be around others when he had just fed, and he could go for a friendly conversation about now. "You're up late." He mused with a lighthearted smile.


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]The clouds were a gray overcast in the sky, promising rain or even snow. There was a biting chill in the air, and Jasper couldn't help but be thankful that he couldn't feel the heat or chill. While being a vampire had its perks, he couldn't help but wish for his mortal life back. He would do anything for it. To be able to act and feel normal... These people didn't know how good they had it.


    The heavily scarred tabby found his place on the outside of camp, taking a seat in an open stretch of land. His eyes were molten gold, and if one had known, it was a clear sign he had just fed. But he hadn't told anyone about his, ah, affliction. Save for Genesis, but she guessed; and now she was gone, disappeared. Maybe even dead. Life was simple that way. With a sigh, the vampire gazed at the sky, taking in the varying shades of grays and silvers. It was peaceful, yes, but... lonely. He couldn't help but wish he had someone to converse with.


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 500px][justify]ik ur flooded, buuut jasper?? ref in tags. i lov ur art