[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]im here b/c she also goes by N and I think its really important that they have a thread together
N is down for pretty much anything
especially the violent stuff b/c she currently resides in riverclan and they look down on anything that isn't inherently good
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]Hahahaha this is great. Just fantastic. N was nearly beside herself, trying valiantly to restrain the flood of giggles that threatened to spill from her lips. The announcement really was not all that interesting, but she found it hilarious to think that the only reason why she came here in the first place was because Jackdaw had sent her to spy on Riverclan. Nilo sniggered to herself, imagining the reaction she would receive if she ever decided to tell everyone the truth. The ebony serval saw no problem in her actions and thought it was a completely understandable and forgivable situation. Alas, she could not predict what the do-gooders of this place would think, seeing as their morals were more intact than her own.
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]"Hmm, I'll do just about anythin' if ya ask nicely," commented N with a suggestive smile, gliding over on silent paws. This feline figure was much more comfortable than the equine one she had shown up on the border in, and it was certainly a good thing that her recent brushes with death unlocked her ability to change shapes. Could you imagine living your entire life in that clunky horse body? N shivered at the thought. Pale golden eyes flickered across the faces of everyone gathered, amused at how tightly-strung they all were. Except for Arcane, of course. She liked Arcane. "Those are some fine lookin' legs, of course he wouldn't want to risk damaging them!" It was more fun, too. Nilo was not exactly lazy, but she did not consider herself to be the type of person concerned with responsibility and duty and whatnot. Hell, if she could coerce someone else into doing something for her, she would. But maybe that was because her moral compass was a little askew.
"What's your name, handsome?" questioned the lovely serval, flashing a wolfish grin at Alexander. "My name is Nalin, but you can call me Nilo or just N."
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]n is always down for doing stuff
what did you have in mind?
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]beautiful tbh
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]Woah, woah, woah. What was up with this dude? Talking about being "allowed" to do things, calling Arcanepaw "sir." Arcane was a sweet little pumpkin, but he was definitely not a sir. He was more akin to the kind old lady who baked cakes. At least, that was how N viewed the kid. Intrigued by the ebony wildcat's unusual behavior, the young female crept from the shadows from where she was previously lurking (for reasons she preferred to keep to herself, not because she was trying to spy on T and H, or anything). Okay, so, yeah. Earlier in the day, Nalin discovered a nearly uncontrollable urge to stalk Titan and Himiko. She was not sure why, but she decided that it was because she was very meddlesome when it came to her friends. Definitely not because she was mildly territorial when it came to Titan and the fact he had a girlfriend made her slightly jealous. No way. Not possible. Anyways, back to the present.
"M'dude, you do not have to do anything," N commented, striding over on usually long legs. Even for a serval, she was uncannily tall. "At most, we make suggestions. You get to decide what you want to do around here, granted you don't break a rule or anything." At least, that was how it was supposed to go. Riverclan was very laid back, but they'd probably hate her if they knew the full extent of her activities. N was not good or evil, she was simply... chaotic; she did as she pleased. "But if it really matters to you, I guess you can just go and pick your own cave? or you can share with me, if you don't mind." Probably a bad idea. N was notorious for getting into trouble, but she felt like it was nice to offer.
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]Nalin was not entirely sure what was going on. Something about a Red God, Riverclan, and maybe promotions? Ehh, she'd probably just ask someone to summarize it for her later.
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;];^)
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]Yes, Barbara was painfully beautiful, and N was very lucky to get to look at B every single day. Ah, the perks of being a lazy shit and laying around all day. The young serval was never shy when it came to checking other people out - hey, if she thought they were attractive, why beat around the bush? It's not like she ogled at them or anything, she just made it clear that she found them to be extremely attractive. Not that it really mattered when it came to Ronnie, considering that the poor lass couldn't see at all. Briefly, the serval wondered what it might be like to live like that. Couldn't check other people out or see their reactions when you make a terrible joke, couldn't stare listlessly into the distance while you sunbath or watch as the world changed around you. And for just an instant, Nalin experienced a pang of empathy for Ronnie, which was... odd, to say the least. She wasn't much for caring about other people's quality of life.
"Blue looks good on you," observed the lovely female with an approving nod. Might as well add N to list of Ronnie admirers. "The name is Nalin, but you can call me Nilo or N." Might as well keep the flirting at a minimum. It seemed as if the lady was already a bit overwhelmed with the swarm of Bloodclanners hassling her already. Instead, she turned her attention to Barbara with a flirtatious smile. "Aw, babe, I fell in love with you the moment I caught a whiff of your lovely scent. What is it, a mixture of roses and boss bitch?" she chuckled to herself. Barbara, doll-like as she was, had a very imposing aura to her. "You've gotta let me borrow your perfume sometime."
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]hmm i feel like N would be friends with her?? like flirt w/ ronnie all the time and try to get her do do stupid stuff with N all the time? She's super immature so i mean there are so many possibilities
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]psiilo
Nii
Nsii??
A thread w/ psii and N?? And possibly anyone else??
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]N couldn't remember if she had been invited or not. If an invitation had been sent to her house, it was probably sitting somewhere on her kitchen counter, discarded in a corner or beneath a pile of dirty towels. Nalin was not messy, but she was definitely a bit disorganized. A wanderer, she came and went as she pleased and did not abide by imaginary concepts such as time and responsibility. Good thing her family was filthy rich and she made a lot of money... uh... doing adult stuff, or she might be living in a box somewhere. Anyways, the point is that N simply showed up because she heard promise of a party, and Nalin Faber never missed a party.
Stylin' as always, the nineteen year old female rolled up on her shiny new razor scooter, casually sucking on a caprisun. Her big, round sunglasses reflected the sunlight, resembling a pair of giant white bug eyes peering out at those already in attendance. "I can't believe y'all started without me," gasped the girl in mock offense, maintaining a shocked expression for two whole seconds before breaking into a grin. At 6' 3", N easily towered over most of the others as she strolled over to join the main crowd, playfully bumping Barbara with her hip as she came to a stop. "What's up m'dudes?" Unlike Barbie, N was definitely more casual: short black workout pants that barely covered her black bottoms, and a simple gold bikini top that would have been very boobalicious had she been gifted with such traits. Alas, N's genetic code seemed to have traded good endowment for the height of a giraffe.
Amber orbs flickered around, finally landing on Barbie with a look of approval. "Slay bitch, yes," she commented with a grin, giving the blonde an exaggerated nod of approval. If there was one thing N could appreciate, it's that B was totally fashion forward even when rolling up to a casual pool party. "So, who is this Joseph, dude? I haven't met him yet."
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]a spar would be great? Who makes?
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]aww psii is so sweet I love
*winks @ whoever mentioned gorillaz*
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]At this point, the rain had nearly soaked her to the point, inky black pelt shining in the pale light as if she were coated in oil. N blinked through the rain, allowing a friendly smile to spread across her lips at Psii's excited response. "Awesome!" She exclaimed with an equal amount of enthusiasm, spinning around on her heel and pacing away a few steps, obviously thinking about possible living arrangements. With a thoughtful expression she continued, "You can probably stay in the extra room. I'll have to clean it out first, but it's nice and private. And we can eat breakfast and dinner in the main chamber. This is gonna be so much fun!" N was eager at the rpospect of having a roommate; someone to chatter to when she was bored at home or pester about random things. Besides, N needed more friends. The only downside is that she'd have to entertain her uh... buddies elsewhere.
At Ramses' comment, Nalin widened her eyes in shock and gasped dramatically. "I would never!" Not without his permission, of course. N did a very good job appearing as if what the male mentioned was completely out of character for her.
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]dude yes! Who makes the thread?
oh jeez i actually have no clue. i'm creatively dead, mostly because school killed it for me with all it's testing. perhaps an interaction with nalin and felix where they bump into each other and felix is trying to be a flirty boi and hears like a large wave behind them and screams pathetically out of fright
bc he can never be smooth at all
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]n would never let him live that one down lmao. Who makes??
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]Yep! I'll make it now
[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border: 0px solid white; width: 500px; text-align: justify; height: auto;font-size: 9pt; line-height: 122%; margin-top: -2px;]Bored. Bored, bored, bored. Riverclan was nice, filled with soft little pumpkins who made silly jokes and blushed when she flirted with them. However, they didn't get her blood pumping. "No, don't kill the evil dude who wants to murder everyone!" "No! Don't hurt people just for fun!!" Boring. Perhaps that is why she found herself on Windclan's territory, her subconscious mind guiding her slender figure towards a location where she might be able to find some entertainment.
N stopped, casually sniffing a patch of wildflowers as if it really interested her. They were pretty enough, but the pollen made her sneeze. Bah.
