Posts by infinitesimal

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[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: 1px solid white; border-top: 0px; width: 500px; padding: 0px; padding-top: 20px; padding-bottom: 20px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 425px; text-align: justify; color: black; line-height: 100%; padding: 0px;]"Seriously, Jo?"

A low growl rumbled in the back of the demigod's throat as she yanked the earbuds away, taking with it the pounding bass of a rock band's lamentations. Her green eyes peered at the Captain through thick lashes, glaring fruitlessly as Ava made it a point to scowl, hands hitched against her hips with her blonde mane wrestled into a very messy ponytail. "Jo, it's been a year. I promise I'm not going to switch out your shampoo for green hair dye again. Why are you still not over this?"

Jo decided that she didn't want to give Ava the satisfaction for forgiveness. If she was being honest, she'd long-since forgotten the prank war, but her sister didn't know that. Jo would take her sweet, sweet time pretending to still be absolutely pissed at her sister, knowing full-well that it would drive the Hecate demigod crazy. It was the kind of slow-roasting revenge that required a written recipe to reap the best benefits. Pointedly ignoring her sister, Jo quickly walked across the noisy wooden bridge, allowing her lips to tug into a grin once the rolling fog gave way to the beautiful camp of Olympian Hill.

With a loud sigh, she removed the straps of her knapsack from her shoulders, dropping it into the shadows and watching as it sank into the darkness' depths. With her umbrakinesis, she already knew that her possessions would end up in her room, at the very topmost floor of the Hades Cabin. Items taken care of, Jo quickly made her way over towards the beach, walking along the trampled dirt path as it weaved in and out of the treeline. The day was still relatively young, having just passed four in the morning, and the skies were painted in a reassuring velvet shade.

"Home sweet home," she whispered to herself, grabbing a couple of purple wildflowers from the forest floor before plopping down on the sandy coast, curling her legs underneath her as deft fingers began to weave them together into a crown. A tune was hummed underneath her breath, low and soft and punctuated by the gurgling waves.

Ava, on the other hand, was left fuming at her sister's antics, exiting the Zeus Cabin with a string of obscenities all but bursting past her teeth. Really? Who held a grudge for that long? She had no idea, but it was stressing her out, and it was way too early for that. Where were the other Captains, anyway? She didn't know if they were already there or if they were just on their way, but the Hecate demigod decided that they'd come around either way. Lips pursed, she headed towards the Mess Hall, eyeing the table that was always laden with food— she grabbed a cup of black coffee for herself and took up a table outside.[/fancypost][/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:0px; width:450px; line-height:10px; text-align:justify; font-size:8pt;]@avaron; yep! ladyliberty was the former tidalclan leader[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; cursor: url("http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-9/cur830.cur"), auto;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:0px; background: url(https://secure.static.tumblr.c…ic_tumblr_static__640.jpg) center; background-size: 100%; width: 510px; height: auto; padding: 0px; padding-top: 15px; padding-bottom: 20px;]

[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=black; border: 0px; width: 510px; height: auto; padding: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; padding: 0px; width: 490px; height: auto;font-family: arial; font-size: 28px; letter-spacing: -3px;color:white; line-height: 80%;text-align:justify;]SAY IT TO ME ONE MORE TIME, I'M NOT CUT OUT FOR THIS THING CALLED LIFE --------------[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white;border:0px;width: 510px;height:auto;padding:0px;padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent;border:0px;width:480px;height:auto;padding:0px;text-align:justify;color:black;line-height:95%;font-family:arial;font-size:12px;]Lucian finds herself at the back of the crowd, wringing his wrists thoughtfully as the group shuffles forward and into the rolling expanse of Polis. He notices a few faces blinking at him in recognition, but knows that they wouldn't try to speak to him-- at least, not while there are so many of his people around. He's the only one who's managed to infiltrate their ranks and actually become a trusted ally, while the rest of the Skaikru remain fumbling on their feet like newborns. One of these days, he would leave them for Polis, get himself a citizenship as a member of Trikru, if that's possible. He'll try anything, anything to get away from the people of the Ark.

Try not to look so bummed out. He raises his gaze, visionaries settling on one of his friends from the Ark, perhaps the only one he really has. Chase offers him a smile, her lips parting to flash white canines, and then she's disappearing in the crowd once more. They're in different sides of the spectrum, he knows. Chase is part of the upper echelon of Arkadia, being the daughter of one of their researchers and pretty damn skilled with a gun-- Lucian, on the other hand, is nothing more than the rebel son of a floated thief and an ill woman already knocking on death's door.

They share one thing. They want to leave Arkadia for good, and what better place to go than Polis?

He doesn't even notice that the others have stopped until he bumps into the back of one of the other guards. He raises his hands, palms up as he mutters something underneath his breath before stepping away-- only to come face to face with none other than the Commander. He tries not to tense underneath her hand (but does so anyway), blue eyes rising to meet hers curiously as a small smile dances across his face. "Sorry I couldn't visit sooner, Heda." He tries his best to keep his voice polite, knowing that the others are standing by and listening in. What would they think once they witness the survivalist runt of Skaikru talking to the Commander with such informality? They would cut his rations, no doubt. He has to be careful. "They're really pushing us back there. There's no rest for the wicked." He shrugs. "How've you been?"

ooc. aay no it's fine fam, and sorry if it took so long to get this posted[/fancypost][/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=black; border: 0px; width: 510px; height: auto; padding: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 5px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; padding: 0px; width: 490px; height: auto;font-family: arial; font-size: 14px;letter-spacing:-1px;color:white; line-height: 80%;text-align:center;]LUCIAN CAIN MURPHY. THE SURVIVALIST OF SKAIKRU.[/fancypost][/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px; font-size: 10pt; width: 430px;height:auto; font-family: ; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -0px]I have to asdhfk

- NAME: Aoife Cosima Divinus
- CLAN & POSITION: BlizzardClan && Warrior
- GUARDIAN POSITION: Storm
- ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:0px; width:450px; line-height:10px; text-align:justify; font-size:8pt;]i'm a bigender lesbian and i came out to my mom like august, last year? right after my 19th birthday. on new year's eve, she basically outed me to all of my relatives on her side, and they took it surprisingly well. i guess it's because i've already graduated college and they know that it's not just a phase, that it's really who i am. all of my friends know, too, but my father and my paternal grandmother don't know because they're against homosexuality due to their (well, our, but i plan on leaving soon) religion and i doubt it'll end well. about being bigender, though, i've tried to tell my mom but i guess she just doesn't understand gender identity all too well (even though i've tried telling her about it multiple times). my friends aren't aware of it, either, and assume that i switch from female-identifying to male-identifying when, most of the time, i see myself as both.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:0px; width:450px; line-height:10px; text-align:justify; font-size:8pt;]i think? i'm not 100% sure but early this morning, 2:00 AM (+8 GMT) it was still happening, but when i logged on today at around noon, it hasn't really happened since.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:0px; width:450px; line-height:10px; text-align:justify; font-size:8pt;]you should try joining the rpa on the advanced board! it's kind of an unofficial group of advanced rpers and the members are always creating new threads and stuff, sharing it on the main chat thread for the rpa so that everyone can join. idk it's the best way to find open and advanced rps to join. i think you just pm wolfkins with an rp sample and then you're in? i'm not sure if it's changed since but you should definitely try that. ^^[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:0px; width:450px; line-height:10px; text-align:justify; font-size:8pt;]smol track because amalgamate art = perfection always[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; width: 450px;]smol track because sylmae needs to be protected at all costs[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:0px; width:450px; line-height:10px; text-align:justify; font-size:8pt;]ooh also silent aoife took up a dual alliance with shadowclan if that's alright ^^[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:0px; width:450px; line-height:10px; text-align:justify; font-size:8pt;]For flowers, I'm like 80% sure that you need the "Robotic/Plant/Plastic/Undead/Quilt Pelt", since from what I know the Elemental Pelt only covers those stated in the description of the item. ^^[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:0px; width:450px; line-height:10px; text-align:justify; font-size:8pt;]Tracking for The Rift. I honestly love this idea.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:0px; width:450px; line-height:10px; text-align:justify; font-size:8pt;]Dittoing the others. These are really amazing, by the way! ^^[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; width: 450px;]tracksies[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:0px; width:450px; line-height:10px; text-align:justify; font-size:8pt;]omg jabb finn has some 12000 posts?!? okay wow that's a lot fam

ayy no problem alpha c;
also i should go to sleep now
it's 4:19 AM and, like last night, i have dishes to wash[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:0px; width:450px; line-height:10px; text-align:justify; font-size:8pt;]ah ofc not. bump~[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; width: 450px;]The Rift, maybe? Not gonna lie, our numbers have been dropping recently, but it's still pretty medium-paced. Not to mention, judging by your character's personality in the tags, my character would probably ship Sophie with one of our leaders named Cavalry because she'd think they would be pretty similar.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:0px; width:450px; line-height:10px; text-align:justify; font-size:8pt;]Tracksies with main.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:0px; width:450px; line-height:10px; text-align:justify; font-size:8pt;]hhh i'm still alive just focusing on main game a little because leader and war and drama and jalksdfa but hello welcome marsy and arrow~[/fancypost]