Posts by ANDOR

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  • it started out as a feeling | JOINING

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    [font='Times New Roman,Times,serif']Here he was, ready to join this clan, honestly Gus had no where else to go, he was around thirteen months old, though he wasn't sure about his exact age. Looking down at the ground the snowshoe siamese pawed at the dirt, he was bored out of his mind, his hockey stick was broken, and he only had a shard left of it, it was from the heel, but it could still work as a weapon, or anything, which was why the guy held onto it. He had no idea what the shard was from, but he knew that it was important to him, so he kept it on him at all times. He couldn't lose it, that would be... very depressing. He had had it since birth, well shortly thereafter. Pawing at it, he looked around.


    "Erm, hello, anyone?" The cat meowed hesitantly.

  • it started out as a feeling | JOINING

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    [font='Times New Roman,Times,serif']"JONNY T!" It was a fairly involuntary sreach on the males part, seeing as he wasn't trying to sound like a total hockey nerd, but he did anyways. Jonathan fucking Toews! "Oh my fucking god, this is too fucking amazing, you're Jonathan Toews, my fucking hero!" He clutched his hockey shard closer to him his eyes wide, "Oh, sorry I guess that was rude, I'm Justice, I guess I got too carried away with woooooowie you are my fucking hero." He coughed, well that was him being carried away again. "I'm here to join."

  • spoon, moon, boom! | OPEN + MEET AND GREET

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    [font='Times New Roman,Times,serif']Well here he was, a cheerful formerly known as Justicedepartment, cat, who was now Sylvester. Now no one really knew him, so announcing the new name would be pointless, why not have a meet and greet instead?! "YO DUDES AND DUDETTES!" The hockey enthusiast meowed cheerfully. "This is a meet and greet, and like you all should totally join in! I'm Sylvester, I fucking ADORE hockey, and like Jonny T. IS BOMB." Yep, that was his introduction.

  • she just wants to be beautiful | open, joining

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    [font='Times New Roman,Times,serif']Here was the Siamese just chilling around, who was this little child, well not little, probably just a bit younger than he was, but honestly, like it wasn't that much. Because well she wasn't the same species as him, was she? If so that was one fucking weird looking cat. "Hey there man." The cat meowed a greeting, "You doing alright? This is WindClan..." He wasn't really that equipped to help.

  • here lies windclan, death by memes [joining]

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    [font='Times New Roman,Times,serif']The cat bounced up, "HI THERE!" He meowed cheerfully. "I'm Sylvester, welcome to the wonderful world of WindClan!" Sylvester introduced himself.

  • THE SHAPE OF YOU | OPEN, ALLIANCE REQUEST

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    [font='Times New Roman,Times,serif']The self proclaimed handsome seal point trotted up, halting beside Jonny, his absolute favorite animal in the entire world. He would marry the guy, no homo at all. Jonny T. was literally the greatest hockey player ever! The former human who had lived, and grown up in Montreal, and been very into witchery and art.... as well as hockey, sighed, he was a bit bored at the moment, what even was the Rift?

  • yours truly // open, knights of eden

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    [font='Times New Roman,Times,serif']Syl was silently there standing next to his hero quietly, god he loved hockey, and when the former hockey legend had vanished, Syl had been crushed, metaphorically, and then literally by a truck.

  • Blow us all away || joining

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    [font='Times New Roman,Times,serif']Syl bounded up a cheerful expression on his maw, "Hey there. Welcome to WindClan. I'm Sylvester." The seal point meowed a happy greeting.

  • BRAVO MONSIEUR SUCH SPIRITED WORDS ▽ MEETING

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    [font='Times New Roman,Times,serif']Sylvester slid up to the scene, and halted, waiting for JONNY T. to speak, god he loved the guy so much... not in a weird way, just in a GAwD that guy played good hockey.

  • meet me in st louis | JOINER

    Chai

    half lives filled on hand written pages

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    [align=justify][center]text. "speech." thought.


    The small child was on the boarder, his tiny body size hidden partially by the territory, but as he jumped up and down to see over the blades of grass he was at least a bit visible. "Hi!" The small animal squeaked in excitement, he really wanted to find a place where he'd be safe, and not chased by big birds (which were all birds to the baby), and be free of predators, yes this would be a good home for him, right? He continued his bouncing up and down to see if anyone was coming, he could hear well, but he wanted to see instead.