Posts by Gevaudan

TRACKING ;^)))

wip af

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Faceless: ay bois, what up?
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[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia]Faceless: srry dad

Faceless: wrong chat, thought this was the minecraft one

Faceless: hello all :)

//tfw this boy is a 12 yr old who does nothing but play minecraft & cs;go(when dad's not home ofc)
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when does this end?

if you're interested in increasing Bravo's rep can he burn this kid's face off?
i just need Phaedriel's face fucked up by fire and his vocal cords damaged by smoke
(Phae will be a Riverclanner)

(he isn't born yet so there will be a wait time c':)

[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia]Faceless: @badass_hellhound - lol dude, 'bois' isn't literal?

Faceless: what are you? an actual elder that can't understand modern phrases? lmao or just a sjw?

Faceless: @tit - laser tag? i'll come too if jesuslover lets me rip

Faceless:  AXEL - welcome to the chat :)
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TRACKING AF

[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia]Faceless: tfw my dad inv'ed me to this not the other way around

Faceless: ps. you guys might want a little bit of jesus in your lives

Faceless: remember the commandment "honor thy father and thy mother?"
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Faceless: you play WoW?

Faceless: how'd you know jesus is a guy if you don't know who he is lol?

Faceless: ok dad

Faceless: see ya

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it has to be 128 by 128 :^)

YEE

alright!
i'll hit you up with a pm very soon!

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Phaedriel had been harboring a rat in his room. The twelve year old boy had come across its barely breathing body in the dumpster area of the local Papa Johns. There was a hell of a story to go with it. There had been a small dog in the area too which got Phaedriel to assume that the huge rat and tiny dog had gotten into a fight over a half eaten slice of pizza. It seemed like a draw when the boy had found them, both of the animals were laid out on the ground, bleeding and and eyeing each other aggressively while taking glances at the tiny ass piece of pizza. Being the pretty fucked kid that he was, Phaedriel decided to take the rat, leaving the dog to bleed out and die from infected rat bites.

He had kept it all a secret from his dad since he was pretty sure that the god loving man would disapprove of a filthy rodent like Baldrick. Thankfully, Phaedriel did a pretty good job at keeping it 'undercontrol'. He had managed to patch up the rat pretty well and by now, it was mostly healed. On the downside, the kid did receive bites from the damned creature but it was nothing that neosporin and bandaids couldn't fix.

Because of his rat's good health and generally good behavior, Phaedriel had decided to take it out to the park for some fresh air. The kid was currently seated in the grass, his legs crossed and his rat perched on his knee as he fed it some doritos. It was a nice day, to say the least. Well, until he heard a familiar voice. Now what the fuck was his dad doing here? Sure, the dog needed to be walked but this wasn't his usual scheduled time. Phaedriel made sure to not turn around, maybe pops would miss him considering that he was getting mobbed by people who liked the look of Uhura.
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bumpp

bumpss

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To say the least, this one was the most outraged about being evicted from the womb. As soon as his oversized body was ejected into the world, the child would let out a high squeal of annoyance. The silvery pelted canine would kick out with his limbs as he struggled to follow in suit of his siblings's actions, burrow into their father's fur. But it wasn't the same. It wouldn't ever be the same again. It was just too damn cold, too bright, too full of sensory buzz. He didn't like it.

With a somewhat triumphant whine, the kid would manage to find himself a suitable spot almost completely under the parent angelihund's stomach before ceasing his movements. There, he would curl his bulky form into a loose 'c' in an attempt to conserve his heat and maintain optimal comfort at the same time. And though his movements stopped by now, the child would still be heard to emit soft sounds every once in a while.

/sorry for lateness ;o;
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YEE
hello friend

this kid's finally been born!
lemme know if you're still interested in burning his face off :^)

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Unlike one of his siblings, this silvery hued canine found no interest in investigating their clanmate. At least not yet. Phaedriel had found something more exciting to play with; an enormous weathered looking rat. The pup had managed to corner and capture the exhausted rodent however, he did obtain a few bites and scratches from his prisoners but they didn't bother him. The angelihund didn't know much about the world but didn't care too much either. If he got an infection, too bad, he'll live. He was sure of it.

Anyway, the child was returning victorious from the fateful encounter at the abandoned human village. Seating himself on the dry sands of the beach, the child give the fat reddish brown rat a hard shake before dropping it down onto the ground, placing a quick paw on the thing appendage of a tail. Fortunately for Phaedriel, the rat had given up, it didn't move and only sat there as well. With a satisfied grunt, the canine would then lean down to groom the rodent's scarred pelt.
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we can just go ahead :^)
he's three moons atm
want me to make the thread?