Posts by miles .

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aaah thank you!! ^^ here's his sub account, i'll post in a second!

[center][fancypost=background:transparent; min-height: 40px; width: 470px; line-height: 14px; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;]breathe.
the most primal part of the cub's brain was screeching for him to breathe, search for warmth, survive and while the cub didn't realise the point behind it, he filled his lungs with air which caused him to wheeze in discomfort at the unknown feeling of breathing. the newly named miles mewled in protest at the sudden disturbance as he was moved closer to his mother, but the warmth that took over made him quiet down, discomfort quickly disappearing. he heard blurs of noises, but they barely made any sense to him.
his thoughts yet too undeveloped to understand what was going on, miles blindly crawled closer to the radiating warmth, cuddling up to his two sisters and mother, letting out small noises in content.

// i suck at birth threads bUT

/ slides into the thread
'ello , miles here is gonna join soon, so i'm gonna track here :3c

[center][fancypost=background:transparent; min-height: 40px; width: 470px; line-height: 14px; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;] in all honesty? miles missed his mom. he missed pa, heck, he even missed rachael and liberty despite them being the most annoying sisters on the planet. but he didn't miss blizzardclan at all; nope, not even a little bit! it was so boring there, so the cub was pretty excited about joining the, uh, cardio? the cub wasn't really listening to deathstroke when they arrived here, so he already forgot the group's name.
but it's not like he needed to know. group names are for losers! and miles is not a loser! plus, he's pretty sure they're called the cardio anyways.
yet he can't just hang around without meeting some of the members first, so hybrid settled his butt on the lush ground and coughed dramatically to stir some attention his way, putting on his winning smile. when that hardly made anybody notice him, his smile fell into an annoyed frown and the cub coughed louder.
''hey. HEY! meet and greet over here!'' miles practically screeched with all the mannerism of a young child on a long roadtrip who had waaay too much candy and is now making it his goal to annoy everybody in the car. which is a pretty good metaphor for the cub, actually.
''name's miles callaghan dixon. i like movies, i guess.'' at least aimee wasn't here to scold him for not saying 'it's nice to meet you', which is awesome.

// i suck at starter posts wHOA

tracking with miles!

[center][fancypost=background:transparent; min-height: 40px; width: 470px; line-height: 14px; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;] as a small group gathered around, the hybrid cub seemed to relax a bit; finally he was getting the attention he wanted, so his screeching fit was halted for now, until something else displeased him. miles' ears perked up at ophelia's question and he was about to open his mouth to babble about movies when he clenched it shut in offense at cassiopeia blatantly calling him millie.
''it's miles, not millie! M-I-L-E-S! i'm obviously not a nerd, geez!'' the cub rolled his eyes dramatically, seemingly to be more offended by how nerdy the name sounded, not that the other child apparently forgot his name.
''aaanyways, movies are like moving images you watch on a screen. ma said that it's bad to watch too many of them, but i don't care! they're awesome!'' aimee was too much of a worrywart. rachel maybe needed the warnings, but he's practically an adult by now (okay, so maybe 3 months didn't make him an adult, but close enough).
miles' thoughts quickly scattered at the approach of... xaelly and seabass liondas? what kind of names even are that? were miles not so naive, he'd think their parents were drunk when naming them. still, miles nodded a greeting towards the two, a bit intimidated by the presence of two scary looking adults.
seeing another kid a little bit older than himself, miles felt a bit excited as he introduced herself before his stomach sinked at the memory of what one of the apprentices in blizzardclan told him.
''s-stay away! girl have cooties!'' the hybrid sputtered as he jumped a few paw-lenghts back in fear, crossing his front paws in front of him in some weak attempt of defense. mean-nerdpaw told him that his brother lost a leg 'cause of the cooties and that they're deadly dangerous (miles didn't notice that the apprentice's friends were dying of laughter in the back and that mean-nerdpaw was trying so hard not to grin), so the cub was determined not to hang out with girls, expect for liberty and rachel. this cassipeia gal and cloudkit could be infected, too!

so like..... i've only had him in the cartel for like 2 days bUT ANYWAYS
miles here is the son of aimee and deathstroke 'n is around 3 months old right now :3c i still haven't gotten around to making his tags yet, so the short of his personality is;;
he tries way too hard to seem tough and cool, but only comes across as a brat since he is easily angered and tries to fight everybody bc he hath no chill. in reality, miles is a crybaby with a bleeding heart who is gullible, naive and slow-witted, which is where most of his losses stem from. he also has a dentency to get puppy love crushes on literally anybody regardless of gender and age 'n then be really awkward

he's closed to death, litters (obvs), anything to do with r*pe, capture/torture and romantic relationships (future love plots are fine, though)

anything else is chill, but here are some ideas for plots/threads bc why not;;

• miles tries to prank y/c and is really obvious, but y/c goes with it because they feel bad
• miles constantly tries to fight y/c until they get really annoyed and kick his ass, but instead of leaving them alone miles think that y/c is super cool and follows them around while y/c is like 'what did i do to deserve this'
• y/c tells miles a stupid ghost story and he actually gets scared and clings to them
• miles acts like y/c is their archnemesis or something while y/c is just chilling
• miles gets a small crush on y/c and secretly gives them badly written poems and shiny stuff & is actually super obvious while y/c is like 'dude what'

aaaAA super sorry for the late reply, school is really busy rn ;w;

ophelia 1 ;; actual cannibal shaia labeouf omg.. miles would think it's the scariest thing ever
+ who makes the thread? c:

Pippa ;; aah that'd be cool! :0 should they have a thread first or should it just kinda,, happen?

Pippa ;; i could make it, if you want! :v i kinda suck at starter posts bUT

sebastian#147814 ;; aaah that'd be great! i have some time rn, so i can make the thread if you want? alSO sorry if it's a dumb questio, but is sebastian inspired or something by sebastian michaelis?? bc i got a major flashback to black butler when i saw his avatar ajdhsjdhj

@george;; yeeEE that would be awesome! should miles think he's the coolest guy and follow george around or should they just kinda 'fight'?

vegaslights ;; aah miles is p hotheaded and vegas seems like a chill dude so far so?? it might be p interesting to see :0 should they have a thread?

[center][fancypost=background:transparent; min-height: 40px; width: 470px; line-height: 14px; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;] miles didn't understand what this lady was talking on about, the names of those promoted barely meant anything to him as he sat down by the group. the hybrid's expression was that of boredom, but it's not like much else could be expected by a child.

[center][fancypost=background:transparent; min-height: 40px; width: 470px; line-height: 14px; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;] if someone were to ask miles why he didn't like hanging out with girls, he'd say 'cooties'. if the person were to insist that the disease he was so afraid of wasn't real, the hybrid would probably say that girls are annoying. most of the others in blizzardclan squealed and ran away whenever he wanted to play mudball, which left miles feeling quite offended. it's just mud, geez. he was still a bit unsure about the kids in the cartel, though; that cassiopiea girl was definitely mean and infected with cooties, but the others didn't leave all that much of an impression.
still, miles was feeling lonely in the cartel; he missed ma and pa, even liberty and rachel and a couple of blizzardclan members. everybody here seemed so grown-up, which meant they did adult stuff like hunting and talking about boring subjects. nothing interesting, ever.
''man, this place can swallow my entire ass!'' chucking his prized lion king plush at the nearest wall, the kid puffed out his cheeks in frustration and annoyance, huffing loudly to let everybody in the perimeter know just how bored he is!
when he didn't gain even a glance in his direction, miles picked up the plish again, clutching it protectively, sniffing quietly.
''sometimes i think you're the only one who gets me, simba.'' miles sat down in defeat, glaring with all the wrath of a pissed off hamster. can't people here ever get a hint? losers.

yikes so sorry for the late reply v.2...... school is killing me rip

Pippa ;; here you go!

@george && vegaslights;; cool!! i can make the threads tomorrow, if you guys want?? :0 also tHANK YOU omg

[center][fancypost=background:transparent; min-height: 40px; width: 470px; line-height: 14px; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;] ''wait, are you saying you're an angel? i don't believe it.'' the child peeked out from behind the gathering members, expression a mixture of disbelief and curiosity. he didn't get this lady; why was she calling everybody 'dear' like some auntie? plus, isn't chardonnay a type of lizard? what the heck?
miles was oblivious to what she and the others were talking about, but it seemed like she's a new member. he already didn't like her 'cause she seemed like an annoying aunt, but he supposed he can let her know who he is.
'm miles callaghan dixon! ma calls me just miles, though.''

[center][fancypost=background:transparent; min-height: 40px; width: 470px; line-height: 14px; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;]miles knew this was a meeting or whatever, but it didn't really make that much sense to him, so he just nodded wisely.

[center][fancypost=background:transparent; min-height: 40px; width: 470px; line-height: 14px; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;] miles wasn't a violent kid, not really; the child was barely old enough to know what violence even was aside from seeing it in old mobster movies. ma never liked him watching those for reasons unknown to miles, probably 'cause they're way too cool. he has gotten into a few fights before with other kids (okay, so he didn't actually fight since the adults put them apart before they could even start, but still), sure, but never with an apprentice or gorown-up. which is probably because they're too scared of his deadly finish move (it's called the broken spaghetti machine), not that he blames them. still, miles was determined to kick somebody's ass today, if only because he's totally badass; only losers and dorks don't kick ass every single day. ''this place can eat MY SHORTS!'' the hybrid trotted over to the clearing surrounded by the camp with all the swagger a 3 month old could muster, which, mind you, isn't exactly impressive. his loud yell (or more of a screech) barely earned a glance in his direction, which caused him pout with a huff.
guess he'll have to hide behind a lush bush and wait there until someone walks by so he can attack them. or just jump on them, whatever.

[center][fancypost=background:transparent; min-height: 40px; width: 470px; line-height: 14px; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;] miles was bamboozled. shook'd. flabbergasted. plain old confused, because it was there was water falling from the sky. in his very short life. the hybrid never saw rain a day in his (admittedly short) life, so this completely ruined his plans to go outside and do.... awesome stuff. so now miles was stuck inside, which always proved to be chaotic for everybody involved and today was no exception; it was early morning and the kid just had two whole bags of candy and watched too many action movies in one sitting, combined with his restlessness as he couldn't go outside, making him even more bratty and loud than usual. he was annoyed with everybody and everything, which was obvious as he sat in a corner with puffed out cheeks, clutching his chicken plushie with a grumpy expression.
''man! this place can inhale my entire ass!'' the complain wasn't exactly directed at anybody in particular, just miles being spiteful and wanting to make the others feel the annoyance he has to go through right now. hmph.

thread w/ george aaaand thread w/ vegaslights!! :3c
sorry if the starter posts are kinda wierd, i really suck at them amdjhdsj

Cloud ;; sure!! maybe they could have a sibling-like bond or something?

@caera;; yOOO PLEASE?? that'd be super cool!! miles really needs some friends smH

+ who makes the threads!

[center][fancypost=background:transparent; min-height: 40px; width: 470px; line-height: 14px; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;] and so miles spots his new target; it's... erm... whoever that is. he seems kinda familiar, but try as he might, miles can't put his finger on it. wasn't that dude's name georgia? kinda wierd name. well, whatever!
the hybrid snuck around the bushes, sneaky like a ninja (nevermind that george could easily see him if he only moved his head) as he stuck out his tongue in concentration, squating into a pounce.
''prepare... to get ASS KICKED!'' with a battle cry that sounded more like screech, the cub aimed to bite george's hind leg. not that it would do any damage, maybe sting at best, but miles thought he was being the biggest badass right now.