Posts by kodaline l.

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[fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;]koda -- 8 months -- current form: wolfdog[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia][font='Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif'][color=#FFFFFF]
This is it. Was the only thought running through the kids mind as she sat alone in a clearing, her dirty pelt somewhat blending into the equally dirty surroundings.

The canine's composition was relatively neutral; holding neither aggression nor amiability. The only movement coming from the figure was the rhythmic movement of her chest as she inhaled and exhaled slowly, each breath punctuated by a thin blanket of smoke that trickled out of the corners of the canine's maw and a dim light.

This decision had been one that had plagued the canine's mind for a reasonable amount of time, and with good reason; i mean, the kid had survived on her own for as long as she could remember - getting by only by the skin of her teeth. Every decision she had made was one that had guaranteed her survival alone, as she had no other beings to worry about, which had instilled within the canine a sense of self preservation and with it many 'interesting' traits.

However the kid couldn't help the apprehensive expression that plagued her hardened features, after all, she was kissing goodbye to her life as a swindler and street thief and possibly entering a whole new chapter. For once there was no ulterior motive to the canine's appearance here, nor a guise for the kid to hide behind anymore and it was pretty damn unnerving for her to say at the very least.

--eep lost muse as i had to write this on mobile so please excuse it's mehness xc

[center][fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 20px;]don't mess with me, i'll shoot you down
[fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;]koda -- 8 months -- current form: wolfdog[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia][font='Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif']
The kid would take a moment to assess the two felines whom had approached her, viridescent optics expressing a guarded interest. "Koda." After a few moments had passed the canine would finally reply, her tone interlaced with suspicion as she gave a puff of smoke, this time through her nostrils. Shit, she was gonna have to work on that if she wanted to be accepted by her possible clanmates.

"[color=#709F9A]Yeah, or at least I intend to join." This time the canine's response reciprocated the amiable tone that the two felines had held, however it was clear that the kid didn't know how to feel about the strangers just yet and thus she maintained a cool demeanor with a simple nod to punctuate her words.

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basically this kid needs some stuff goin' on in her life because at the moment she has literally nothing going on and it's p boring

so she is open to:
- interaction/friendship threads as she really needs some friends
- [0/2] best/close friends
- enemies/fighting your character
- crushes [either one-way or two-way]
- romantic relationships [it'd depend on your characters personality as koda is a pretty hardened kid so they'd have to be willing to get past that]
- adoptive siblings
- being maimed [i have two ideas in mind so hmu if you wanna]
- pretty much anything aside from death

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[fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;]koda -- 8 months -- current form: wolfdog[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia][font='Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif'][color=#FFFFFF]
-- oml yes that definitely would be adorable, she would probably take on a dual alliance because she loves travelling and feels cooped up if she spends too long in one place

-- that's pretty much koda to a t, and I think they'd get on pretty well so sure about friendship would be awesome c:

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[fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;]koda -- 8 months -- current form: wolfdog[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia][font='Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif']
"[color=#709F9A]A tour would be cool, thanks." Koda responded, allowing the beginnings of a gracious smile to touch her features before returning once more to her previous stoic expression and pushing herself up into a standing position.

Well, here goes.

--thanks everyone! c:

ayy just wanted to pop in and say hiya guys

and jeez i feel ya, thank the lord for easter holidays :^)

AAA WHY ARE WE SHOUTING

i'm good thooo, just woke up xD
whaddabout you guys?

I don't know who seagull is but oml they are adorable

and woah you guys wake up early it's like 3pm here and i just wanna sleep
but i gotta go to work in like 3 hours xc

[center][fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 20px;]don't mess with me, i'll shoot you down
[fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;]koda -- 8 months -- current form: wolfdog[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia][font='Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif']
The lithe form of the kid would appear, sage optics narrowed slightly with boredom. Weekly tasks? Now this was a new concept to the canine, who would cast her gaze towards the group of animals. It sounded like it could be fun, and if not it should give her something to do, at the least. "[color=#709F9A]I wouldn't mind having something to do." Koda remarked, trotting over.

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IS GOING ON ANYMORE plssendhelp
but yah gorillaz are bae, so are mystery skulls if anyone has a clue who they even are

ayy yup, i wanted koda to have a full name but didn't really feel like dakoda or anything fit her so i named her after le band :^)

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[fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;]koda -- 8 months -- current form: wolfdog[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia][font='Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif'][color=#FFFFFF]
What the fuck's taking them so long.

The canine's composition was stoic; holding neither aggression nor amiability as it sat alone, seemingly waiting to be found. The only discernible movement coming from the figure being the rhythmic movement of it's chest as it inhaled and exhaled impatiently, each breath accompanied by a trickle of smoke through the canine's nostrils.

This decision had been one that had plagued the canine's mind for a reasonable amount of time, and with good reason; i mean, the kid had survived on her own for as long as she could remember - getting by only by the skin of her teeth. Every decision made was one that had guaranteed her survival alone, with no consideration of any other fucker, which had instilled within the canine a sense of self preservation and with it many 'interesting' traits. Who knows if she'd be able to adjust to living with other cunts?

However the kid couldn't help the apprehensive expression that plagued her hardened features, after all, she was kissing goodbye to her life as a swindler and street thief and possibly entering a whole new chapter. For once there was no ulterior motive to the canine's appearance here, nor a guise for the kid to hide behind anymore and it was pretty damn unnerving for her to say at the very least, however like fuck was she gonna let it show.

[center][fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 20px;]don't mess with me, i'll shoot you down
[fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;]koda -- 8 months -- current form: wolfdog[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia][font='Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif'][color=#FFFFFF]
-- sure thing, just give me a few minutes as i'm actually pretty tempted to move her clan but not sure where to put her

[center][fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 20px;]don't mess with me, i'll shoot you down
[fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;]koda -- 8 months -- current form: wolfdog[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia][font='Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif'][color=#FFFFFF]
What the fuck's taking them so long.

The canine's composition was stoic; holding neither aggression nor amiability as it sat alone, seemingly waiting to be found. The only discernible movement coming from the figure being the rhythmic movement of it's chest as it inhaled and exhaled impatiently, each breath accompanied by a trickle of smoke through the canine's nostrils.

This decision had been one that had plagued the canine's mind for a reasonable amount of time, and with good reason; i mean, the kid had survived on her own for as long as she could remember - getting by only by the skin of her teeth. Every decision made was one that had guaranteed her survival alone, with no consideration of any other fucker, which had instilled within the canine a sense of self preservation and with it many 'interesting' traits.

However the kid couldn't help the apprehensive expression that plagued her hardened features, after all, she was kissing goodbye to her life as a swindler and street thief and possibly entering a whole new chapter; or rather, just taking her life of thievery to the seas and joining up with other like-minded souls. Either way it was a major ajustment, and or once there was no ulterior motive to the canine's appearance here, nor a guise for the kid to hide behind anymore was was pretty damn unnerving for her to say at the very least, however like hell was she gonna let it show.

[center][fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 20px;]don't mess with me, i'll shoot you down
[fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;]koda -- 8 months -- current form: wolfdog[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia][font='Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif'][color=#FFFFFF]
'Just take a small walk' They had said. 'It'll do you some good' Hah. A lot of good the walk had done; not only was the kid still bored, she was now hungry and pissed.

It was kinda ironic, considering that someone who had spent most of their life travelling, wouldn't have the slightest clue as to where the fuck she was currently situated despite only walking for a few hours. Regardless, it canine was not impressed, as demonstrated by the frown plastered onto her young features and annoyed grunts. Eventually Koda would allow her pace to slow until she was standing still, smoke trickling out of each nostril as a tribute to her increasingly pissed of state of mind whilst sage optics cast a hostile glare at her surroundings, attempting to figure out where the fuck she was.

-- rushed and @DARIK

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[fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;]koda -- 8 months -- current form: wolfdog[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia][font='Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif'][color=#FFFFFF]
i'm loving the dermination yooo, and yeah should be all good if you wanna make the thread, i'll just have koda saunter in like oy oy what's going on ere *grumpy face*

[center][fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 20px;]don't mess with me, i'll shoot you down
[fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;]koda -- 8 months -- current form: wolfdog[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia][font='Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif']
The kid would take a moment to assess the feline whom stood her, viridescent optics expressing a guarded interest. The canine seemingly had the upper hand, being relatively larger than her companion and more weathered from her prior life of crime; however the tom had the benefit of experience and being well fed. Regardless, she wasn't about to let her guard down just yet.

"Oh you know, the usual, just popping by to loot and pillage your clan, hope you don't mind too much." The kid finally responded, her words solemn and her stature unflinching as she attempted to hold eye contact with the tom, before finally dismissing her statement with a relaxed flick of the ear and thump of the tail. A wicked grin had slipped onto the kids maw, breaking the stoic expression she once held but still allowing the canine to maintain a guarded demeanor.

"I was actually here to join your group, lad?" Finally the canine continued, an figurative eyebrow raised and her tone taking on a teasing tone as she hinted at the feline's attempt to sound like a pirate. "[color=#709F9A]The name's Kodaline." By now the grin had simmered down into a slight smirk, as she regarded the older male with a guarded interest once more.

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[fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;]koda -- 8 months -- current form: wolfdog[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia][font='Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif']
Koda had noticed the feline's temporary tenseness, however quickly disregarded it as she turned her attention to more pressing matters. "Feel free to call Koda if ya want, landlubber." The kid began, giving another wicked grin as she cast her sage gaze back to the feline. "[color=#709F9A]So, uh, matey. Who's the captain of your crew?"

--eep rushed mobile

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[fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;]koda -- 8 months -- current form: wolfdog[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia][font='Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif']
The kid had just opened her mouth to respond when the captain had arrived, and would instead give a gentle nod and mouth what seemed to be 'that'd be awesome.' before turning her attention onto the Siamese. "Well talk of the devil." Koda commented, dipping her head in greeting to the older female before dropping her gaze to her paws as she processed Sel's words. Her favourite colour? It certainly was a random question, and had caught her off guard, however the canine would shrug it off with a gentle snort; a thin blanket of ashy smoke gently rising from her nostrils.

"[color=#709F9A]Well if i had to pick one colour, i guess it'd have to be the colour of those beautiful eyes." The words were punctuated by a playful wink as she fist bumped the captains paw rather than shaking it as the female had intended.

-- thank you! i'd defo be up for plotting with either of you guys, especially as i am full of muse for this kid rn cx

[center][fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 20px;]don't mess with me, i'll shoot you down
[fancypost=background: transparent; font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px;]koda -- 8 months -- current form: wolfdog[center][fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 480px; text-align: justify;][font=georgia][font='Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif'][color=#FFFFFF]
trackajacking, and ayy what's up everyone?

ohh sidenote; this kiddo is up for any plots if you guys want her to annoy y'all c;