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The Blackguard / Oneshot dreaming in sepia xx oneshot
« on: June 28, 2019, 09:47:05 PM »
bad girlfriend
Something in this hut he had taken over caused a song to scramble in his head. A faint scent- one he had never expected to find again- haunted his memory, burned his heart like acid. It felt like he was drowning in it, as he lay there on the wooden floor. A mix of cigarette and a mango spray she used on her fur. Her. The thought of her caused his eyes to drift to the side. He had hurt her, but she had hurt him worse. Myhri wasn't perfect, not by any means, but that whore had done so much worse then he did.

"When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye"


In dull rooms, back in the city, they labored alone. Myhri lay across the floor from her, those orange irises pinning him there. She had such a smoking hot stare, something that could bend Myhri's will. Why did he keep coming back, afterall? He didn't know. Her drug circle, the cigarettes hanging between her jaws. Those things were his vices, but she was the real addiction. In that still moment, with static ringing in his ears from the radio across the street, he had pushed to his paws. He couldn't look into those orange eyes, but that was okay. His eyes were seeing blurry messes anyways.

"You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry"


Her head had turned to him. Those perfect, pointed ears. Her groomed fur, that she had made him work at, getting all of the kinks out. She refused to groom herself. Said to him- "I'm above that. This job is for my pet." Those words had made him flinch- was he really only good for cleaning her, working for her? He had things to offer. She didn't want them, did she? Wordless, mouth partway open, the rottsky had stood before her perfect white fur, staring at those orange- almost red- headlights. Her head had tilted down, sitting on the counter above him. A sharp grin, teeth poking through as she said to him- "What is it, Yowamushi?"

"You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
And I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special"


He hadn't answered then. She had cracked his last pair of glasses for speaking out of turn. He couldn't leave. His heart wanted to explode, but he needed them. No, not the cancer sticks. Her, he needed her. He stepped back, pressing his paws against his ears, nose groveling in the dirt. There was a rage in his head, all of a sudden, the thudding of his heart too loud. His breathing shuddered, his body giving out and thudding against the dirty wood of the run down abandoned store.

"But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?"


His paws fell from his ears, pushing him up. His gaunt figure- from the torture of drugs and Her alike, he was starving. He looked towards the door, struggling towards it. She pushed to her paws. "Where are you going, pet?" She hissed out. Myhri ignored her. His paws raked through the glass on the ground, scrabbling away. He grabbed his bag on the way out, jumping over the window sill, out into the dark night.

"I don't belong here."

In the hut, his eyes flinched only once. He had lay awake that night. No one wanted him, back in the city, did they? His chest ached. Did they even want him here, really? Myhri pushed to his paws. He wanted to the burn the hut. He couldn't take the stink of tobacco and mango anymore. Orange irises burned into his head, the scar on his cheek and paws. A sigh escaped the maw of Myhri. He didn't have what it took to forget it, he supposed. He moved, pulling the ratty blanket he found closer around him and laying down.

// i don't expect replies, just trying to scribble down some backstory!!

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Plotting / Animal you just want attention xx plot with myhri
« on: June 25, 2019, 09:38:35 PM »
bad girlfriend
hey all!! im autumn / auto and i play myhri here. myhri is gonna be my new main, he currently lives in the blackguard, so take that in mind he'll probably not play nice with a lot of places!! hes a player and hes super gay and super virgin but he won't let anyone know and doesn't even want to accept it himself,,

open to:
> friends
> enemies
> long term plots
> one night stands, no litters, which he'll end up regretting
> crushes, probably one sided on him

maybe:
> capture / injury
> capturing / injuring others

closed:
> death
> love plots

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The Blackguard / Private im your crime xx kliment
« on: June 25, 2019, 09:19:49 PM »
bad girlfriend
Truth be told, all of the characters at this establishment- if you could call a group moving to an Aztec sacrificing zone an 'establishment'- were rather interesting. Kliment happened to be one of them. That body, the way he spoke- he realized that Myhri knew little to nothing about the leader. If he was going to make anything for himself, rise up the ranks to where he would want to stand, he would have to get closer to Kliment. Earn personal favor, show that he could be useful. Something in his consciousness whispered that Myhri couldn't be useful after the city.

He pushed that thought from his head.

Myhri padded about camp, idly searching for Kliment. It wasn't an active activity, really, just a thought burning in the back of his head. He swung his head about, looking over his shoulder. He was trying to determine which was better, right at the moment, a hut or moving to dig an underground home. Or that inn of Indies, he wasn't sure. Maybe it would be best for Myhri to have a private place to stay. He sighed, looking back forward, ears shoving forward as he idly paced the camp. Myhri fluffed up his fur as he continued on.

@KLIMENT

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The Blackguard / Open smug dancing x blueberry pancakes
« on: June 10, 2019, 03:59:05 PM »
bad girlfriend
// this is during the travel!

Myhri was starving. His feet were dragging, and he was hot from moving from too long. These stupid giants were too tall, he claimed internally, and looked around quickly. He made up his mind, and as they move, Myhri began to carry a small pot on his back. The rottsky quickly grew a plant in it, straining and panting heavily, his earth magic working at a small seed and sprouting a blueberry bush- and not long after, green blueberries. Once they managed to stop for a break, thank the gods, Myhri wandered to the side a little bit.

He managed to craft a fire quickly, using two rocks to make a spark. He dragged ingredients from his satchel- which seemed a little endless- and made a fresh batch of pancake batter. He opened his muzzle there. It was kind of hysterical, the state the sunglassed rottsky was in- he wore a tiny apron just for his chest, balancing rather well on his hind legs as he poured batter. "I've got pancakes on the stove! Come and snack!" He said, smirking as the smell of pancakes rose into the air.

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The Blackguard / Open sound of your heartbeat \\// joining
« on: June 03, 2019, 11:00:18 AM »
bad girlfriend
Fuck him, it was hot. Hot like him, maybe not, but the sand burned his paw pads and caused his dark pelt to make him sweat, mouth open and panting. It wasn't nice out here, not at all. It was too bright, too hot, and too.. too quiet. The sound of sand swirling caused him a heartache. However, dotting the horizon, was a few settlements. His eyes blinked, and he continued on. Soon, the ground underfoot turned from swirling sands to hard, cracked yellow ground. He licked his lips, keeping up appearance- slobber couldn't continue to drip, even in this weather. He was going to need a bath, too, his fur was unkempt again.

Why did he come out here again? He wasn't sure. Maybe to get away from all the crazies back home. The strays in the city, those hookers? They just weren't the same anymore- and neither were the parties. They were getting boring. Boring, he thought, was that a word that described him? He sure as hell hoped not. Myhri loved being the center of attention, and if he was boring.. he couldn't do that anymore. He huffed. He reached into the pack on his side, pulling out a pair of sunglasses and fixing them overtop of his eyes.

"Is anyone out here in this forsaken of a land?" He finally called out, now that his purple hues were covered up.

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Biographies / Animal pain in his veins \\// myhri
« on: June 01, 2019, 11:16:34 AM »
agh

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