Posts by richard g.

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  • dabs free art

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    [fancypost=background: transparent; line-height: 15px; width: 400px; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;]AA im glad u like it!!!!!!
    and dont worry about it my dude!! take ur time

  • where do i go from here? | OPEN ;; injury

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    [fancypost=background: transparent; line-height: 15px; width: 400px; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;]He felt as though he was a bit too late to the scene at this point, but Dick was concerned. He'd heard Chai's far-off screams and had done his best to get here as fast as he could, but he just... couldn't. So the child was late. He bounded up next to his brother and sister, puffing with effort, trying to get a good look at Chai to see if he was okay. Dick suddenly wished he hadn't- the injuries reminded him of the too recent events that had occurred in his family, and he just couldn't look.
    "We'll find you a new blanket, Chai," Dick assured his friend, though he was looking away. Hopefully the chipmunk could still hear him. "We can go with Poppykit, too." The boy glanced over at Coralie and Atticus. Seeing them working so hard reassured him, but he was still so scared that Chai would... he gulped. It had happened to his parents, and the chipmunk was so fragile. While Dick's mind lent itself to fear and doubt, he sat facing away from his friend, but still listening and willing to talk.

  • THE MASTER PLAYS HIS CARDS [O, ILRUUK MAKES A MOVE ON VADER]

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    [fancypost=background: transparent; line-height: 15px; width: 400px; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;]Unlike the others, Dick had actually been outside looking for his father for a while. He felt like Vader was trying to avoid him this morning, or something, and while in reality that wasn't the case, it was a bit concerning. The boy bounced around camp with a bit of nervous energy in search of the lion hybrid, when finally, he heard his name. But he heard someone else too. Ilruuk.


    His past experiences with Ilruuk weren't terrible, but the boy had heard things about him that it made him stay away. And while the kitten still listened in to the conversation, he tried to make himself look busy, distracted from what they were talking about. He couldn't hear it all that well, of course, which was saddening. But Dick heard things about children, and it got him a bit excited. When the conversation ended, he turned around and trained his bright green eyes on his dad.
    "Hullo, padre!" the child called, making his way over. He had a few questions, but tried to sort through them carefully, so it wasn't apparent that he'd been eavesdropping just the tiniest bit. "What were you talking about with Ilruuk?"
    It was a blunt question, but one he wanted to know the answer to. Oh well.

  • BLOW OUT MOVIE [p, Richard]

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    [fancypost=background: transparent; line-height: 15px; width: 400px; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;]/ gotcha


    The kitten was still shaking. He was comforted, yes, by Vader's strong presence, but he couldn't get the images out of his mind. He stood, shivering, where the lion hybrid had set him down. Large olive eyes were glazed over as his mind wandered through thoughts he'd rather be forgetting. But, thankfully, Vader's statement pulled him out of his trance, and he blinked a few times before responding.
    "No," he answered, eying the piles of pillows and blankets in the third room. The boy was appreciative of what was being done for him, but he was so tired and scared, he just wasn't sure of anything right now. So he stood, rigid and shaking.

  • dabs free art

    Coralie Mae wrote:

    @richard g.


    Would you mind if I used the paint bucket tool to change the pink into Cora's aesthetic color? I won't do it if you're uncomfortable with it ^.^

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    [fancypost=background: transparent; line-height: 15px; width: 400px; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;]no that would be fine with me!!! go ahead : -)


    aa yells im glad everyone likes their art!!!!


    lusa hmu with a ref!!

  • dabs free art

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    [fancypost=background: transparent; line-height: 15px; width: 400px; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;]a i dont think i added his helmet :' -0 i can try to add it back in if you would want me to though!

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    [fancypost=background: transparent; line-height: 15px; width: 400px; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;]ok!! i'll try my best with the background : -)

  • WINDCLAN TOMODACHI LIFE

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    [fancypost=background: transparent; line-height: 15px; width: 400px; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;]still yelling that dick's tomodachi boyfriend is antman


    edit: wtf just realized i cant spell tomodachi at all

  • THE MASTER PLAYS HIS CARDS [O, ILRUUK MAKES A MOVE ON VADER]

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    [fancypost=background: transparent; line-height: 15px; width: 400px; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify;]No padre, huh? That was unfortunate. Dick liked to show off his bilingualism (that he didn't actually have- he really only knew how to say hello and 'dad'). But, oh well.
    "Okay," the kitten responded a little reluctantly. Large green oculars remained trained on the armored lion, though. "Are you sure? He was yelling at you," Dick commented. He didn't like it when people yelled at his father, even if Vader might deserve it a little sometimes. He didn't appreciate yelling in general, not the bad kind. It was loud and negative and scary.