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and YES OLDER BROTHER FIGURE LUKAS THATD BE AWESOME
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"I AM HERE TO EVOKE JUSTICE"
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PLOT TWIST, lukas was actually maya all along
"NICK"
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JFC i'm on a roll with 'evil' lukas art now
what have i done
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hey!! should be getting to all my threads today, sorry for the quick disappearance--
i'm totally fine with how the rank names are as of now, but i'd be cool with them changing too!
heyy, weren't we going to have a choice awards?
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lukas had noticed how distant fourth had been from him lately. it certainly wasn't something he wanted- besides jello, fourth was really one of the only people who seemed to have faith in him. perhaps a bit of alone time was useful for him- that morning, before the phone call, he'd been icing the bruises littered across his arms from training the day before, attempting to get in shape for the first time in a long while. of course, he'd been overjoyed to receive a call from fourthwall anyways not much later.
he'd tried to clean himself up a bit before, trying to make himself look presentable before 6pm- because no matter how much he thought he knew fourth, he treated every moment with him like he was making a first impression. when the car had been sent over, he'd tried his best to hide how happy he was to be seeing him again, because he had enough self-awareness to, at the very least, not look like a moron in front of fourth.
gingerly stepping out of the vehicle, lukas smoothed out his shirt for a couple seconds before his gaze flickered towards fourth's figure waiting by the doors. his smile brimming with happiness, he immediately began running towards the guy, though he managed to show enough self-restraint to skid to a stop right in front of him. "...it's really nice to see you." lukas murmured softly, pulling the sleeves of his shirt over his bruised arms bashfully as he grinned.
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"oh, it's no problem- i know you're busy and everything." lukas smiled, his expression even brighter as he caught a glimpse of fourth's grin in return. he really had missed him- for trying to be such a nice guy, he didn't have many friends. perhaps it was his own fault for hanging with some... less kind people, but he didn't have any intentions of leaving the sides of everyone who'd rescued him from a much more awful fate. though fourth's proposition soon after quickly cleansed the sour thoughts from lukas' mind- whatever we want? he's doing this just for me?
he hadn't felt this grateful since fourth had set up that barbecue for them all that time ago. it was such a huge relief to know that there was always someone in your corner, that no matter how much you worried they'd leave you, they stuck around. "...i'm fine with anything, i guess- just hanging out with you already makes today special." he exclaimed, his cheeks flushing as he spoke. he did have a habit of being overly flattering and thankful, but it couldn't be that bad, right? fourth deserved every single word he said about him, because he was that great of a person.
"you do all this stuff for me, y'know? maybe we should do something that you like." he suggested quickly, to try and ease the slight embarrassment at his own statement beforehand.
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RIP i'm back from a short period of traveling!!
minor? blood warning but have a lukas doodle in compensation
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^^^
YES music just raises my muse so much
admittedly this is strange but britney spears music? literally a godsend for my muse like oh my goodness
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lukas couldn't bring himself to respond to jelloshots for a few seconds, panting with exhaustion as he narrowed his bright red eyes. "...i'm so si-sick of giving up. i don't want to do that anymore, y'know?" he breathed, digging his unsheathed claws into the ground with frustration. he'd never really been mad, not even when he'd been taken by the cartel- he was under the impression that nobody would want to talk to someone who got mad, or uncomfortable, or unsatisfied. "i can't give up now, jello- i don't want to be useless." that last part really seemed to hurt him to say, but... it was true, wasn't it?
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hey!! i'm looking to get some stuff going with my boy lukas here, who currently resides in the blackheart rogues! he is;
- currently in a 'relationship' with fourthwall, lukas genuinely loves him
- feels indebted to the bhr and fourth for 'saving' him from the cartel awhile back
- in a contract between him and fourth in exchange for his freedom
- is a red leader [medic/hp] of the bhr, though still training under jelloshots
HE IS OPEN TO
- making new friends / possibly enemies
- confiding in someone about his own insecurities and inner turmoil
- getting captured / tortured / just beaten up in general
- teaching basic herbs
- human aus!!! yess
- just,,, general interaction stuff tbh
- anything else not listed!!
PICKY ABOUT
- short-term romance plots?
- dual alliances
NOT OPEN TO
- death
- maiming
- litters
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following osiric was a more meek-looking figure, a snow-white domestic feline with bright red eyes and bag of herbs tied to his front-right paw. he was a red leader- or, healer- of the rogues, and certainly not the anticlan type at one's first look. at first, the anger covering the two newcomers' faces only happened to unnerve him a bit, but at the mention of fourthwall seemed to completely change his expression. "...is fourth hurt? did he get into a fight?" he whispered in fright as his expression changed to one of worry for the leader whom he knew as a 'lover', someone who he truly cared for. he couldn't help being concerned if two rather angry figures were out for the leader- they didn't sound rather happy about the thought of him, either. keeping himself behind osiric, he couldn't help but fumble his paws at the uncertain mood of the situation, but he knew better than to start a quarrel- he wasn't really a fighter, anyways. the only reason he was in an anticlan like this was because fourth had 'rescued' him from the cartel's disgusting sex ring- he was a healer, never one to try and hurt somebody else. this anger, it was... new to him.
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yEP
geeeet ready for a shitstorm, hoo boy
lukas is not prepared smh
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Hey!!
Sasha could get lost and end up in the blackheart rogues's territory, and maybe Lukas can find him? It can be an interaction thread of sorts and we can rp off of there because it'll seem more natural that way?
This boy's tags are in my sig, but i have to edit them a bit when i get home from work, i decided to change a few things around.
But most of the stuff should be accurate :^)
!! yeah, that'd be awesome! who makes? :0
could ornias and lukas get into a fight, with ornias winning? then the two continue to be salty rivals?
sounds good to me-- lukas wouldn't really initiate a fight, though, so ornias would probably have to if it's alright?
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following jelloshots rather worriedly, lukas couldn't help but look a bit frightened towards the arrival of visitors- first hawkclan, and now this? "...i-i'm sure he's coming soon." he murmured, the healer's paws twitching in nervousness as he glanced towards his fellow red leader with a worrisome expression. "jello, are you sure fourth's alright? he's a good guy- if he gets hurt, it's all my fault." he whispered, his tone obviously showing more care for the leader of the rogues than a usual clan member would allow themself to show.
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rolls over
halo could!! be mean and try to mess w/ the way he sees fourthwall before realizing that it's pointless
woah yess that'd be cool!
once he learns about the fact that fourth is cheating on him with a six-moon old bloodclanner he likely won't be as inclined to defend him (;
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yeah ornias is super violent so he totally could lol
who makes the thread?
i could make it tomorrow, if you don't mind the wait!
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though fourthwall's nudge happened to somewhat reassure the feline, he couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy as the leader continued to talk- he had no idea what was going on, but... why was fourth talking about love? surely he didn't need to talk about this- why was there a necessity? didn't he care about him? "...alright." lukas mumbled for a few seconds, before turning back to jello with wide, confused eyes. "...who's izzy? what's he talking about?" he murmured towards jelloshots in a slightly worried tone, his own fang biting into his tongue in unhappiness as he watched, utterly confused.
