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The Pitt / Re: LET MY PEOPLE GO / typhoon visit
« Last post by goldenluxury on Today at 02:52:29 PM »
I HEARD, I HEARD ACROSS A MOONLIT SEA
THE OLD VOICE WARNING ME
ϟ GOLDENLUXURY "GOLDIE" ROUX ϟ
noun
ϟ the clash between the eye and the raging storms. ϟ the healing warmth of the sun and the raw brutality of the seas. ϟ the self-fulfilling prophecy and the stolen future. ϟ
"I AM GOLDENLUXURY ROUX."
BEWARE, BEWARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE SEA
BEWARE, BEWARE OF ME.
To have a tiny child greet her would cause her excitement to halt, for just a moment. Did she need help? Goldenluxury would gladly sneak her out, if she needed to. She fights back the temptation to drop everything for this mere child, only allowing her smile to become a bit more warm. It almost makes her wonder of Suvi. Now is not the time to be reckless. Everything would come in time. If this little fox were to need help, then she would gladly offer it...soon. For now, this visit will have to do. "Is' okay, I can wait." She states softly, actually a bit genuine with her words. Her feathered tail tip twitches slightly as she silently sighs. She was about to introduce herself, when she spots another approaching, her slit pupils now focusing on the canine that stepped forward. The tigress' warmer smile would dim back down to its casual one, progressively fading into a calm expression as the male speaks up.

The captain blinks as he asks about the goodies, thinking of how to word it. "Well," she begins, voice still slightly soft, "is' mostly fish, 'cause we sure as Hell don' get 'nough of 'em." Her tone is sarcastic at the end, joking in a light-hearted manner. She allows a chuckle to escape her. "Also, some herbs." The female would gesture towards a small bag that included mint -something they may need quite soon, thyme, poppy seeds, and foxglove seeds. Not the most useful assortment, but still usable nonetheless. "Finally, I got...a lil' note for Jervis." She nods towards it, kind of pushing it back closer to her. They could read it after she left for all she cared, but she needed to make sure to keep up the little game for now. "M' name's Goldenluxury Roux, if ya don' know me."
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The Pitt / Re: LET MY PEOPLE GO / typhoon visit
« Last post by Crackers on Today at 01:39:16 PM »
FOURTHWALL FALLOUT
BLACK/GOLD HELLHOUND - MALE - 19 MONTHS - THE PITT
The canine hybrid was always on the go, always hunting for something to do, and so it was really no surprise that he was among the first to realise that there were people out on his clans border. The other groups, due to lack of exposure, weren't ones he knew well by scent alone, but he figured it was a safe guess that this golden tigress was a member of the sea-faring Typhoon. He had to force himself to keep the malicious grin from his lips as he strode over. Like her, Fourthwalls aura was completely calm. He was the perfect model of cool and collected, his strides unrushed as he approached and his wine-red gaze giving nothing away- the predatory glint that gleamed within them was always there, and so it was hardly worth trying to cover up.

His attention was caught a little more when he suddenly realised that the Typhooner wasn't out there alone- Aine was there, the small chubby fox alone and exposed out on the border. Wine red eyes would narrow slightly and his pace would increase somewhat ashe finished closing the space between them, coming to a halt with Aine purposefully sitting in between his paws with him towering over he. "The adults here." he'd reply tone carefully neutral- not unfriendly, but not exactly the welcoming party either. He'd gesture to the gifts she carried with her, his eyes sparking with a bit of interest. Jervis has told him to take it easy on the Typhoon for now and so he would, but that didn't mean he was about to get all friendly with some chick on the border. "What kind of goodies did you bring us?" he'd ask? "Name's Fourthwall, by the way." he'd add, nodding what could be considered a polite greeting in the females direction.


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The Pitt / Re: LET MY PEOPLE GO / typhoon visit
« Last post by aine. on Today at 01:27:31 PM »

— aine | the pitt | fae druid —
Gifts? That was different.  The petite vixen popped her head out out of the jungle, dark ears perked.  Hazel hues danced, flickering like a panicked flame.  Shouldn't be any danger with gifts.  Aine bit the inside of her cheek.  Should she wait for someone else? Da or maybe Kydobi?

Finally, after shuffling her paws for a good moment, the little fae crept forward.  A shy smile lit up her face.  She hoped she didn't look too timid.  Or ready to run.  Well.  She might be the latter.

"H-hi," she murmured.  Too soft.  She cleared her throat.  "I... I'm sure an adult... Will be here soon. 'm-'m Aine." That wasn't too bad volume-wise.  Still a little quiet.

The fox shifted her weight, paw to paw, blinking.  The tigress was really pretty.  But Aine wished rather strongly someone would save her from talking anymore.

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The Typhoon / Re: last stop for the night [visitor]
« Last post by goldenluxury on Today at 12:56:16 PM »
I HEARD, I HEARD ACROSS A MOONLIT SEA
THE OLD VOICE WARNING ME
ϟ GOLDENLUXURY "GOLDIE" ROUX ϟ
noun
ϟ the clash between the eye and the raging storms. ϟ the healing warmth of the sun and the raw brutality of the seas. ϟ the self-fulfilling prophecy and the stolen future. ϟ
"I AM GOLDENLUXURY ROUX."
BEWARE, BEWARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE SEA
BEWARE, BEWARE OF ME.
"Now don' mistake me for a fool," she responds quickly in a slicing voice, her head straightening out now. Despite her strong and fast response, her tone remains mostly level. "Not everyone needs to be awake n' movin' around." The female didn't feel a need to explain past that. Having crewmates active both night and day was incredibly important - any competent individual knows that - but having them do both, with little to no sleep, was unnecessary. Just as it was unneeded for her to express the whole story out loud. It wasn't her problem if anyone were to underestimate her and her crew. Perhaps it is a bit insulting to even be implied as an idiot, but it didn't matter too much in the end if someone thought her to be that way - it didn't change who she truly is.

Goldenluxury went silent as Idyll spoke, figuring their words were good enough as well. "S' long as ya don' cause trouble, 'm happy t' accept ya in m' crew." She adds on simply, voice lightening into a casual tone once more. These days there was hardly any trouble within the crew - or even really outside of it. Things have been peaceful for them for a while, even if she did have plans to change that (for the better), so she is more casual towards most outsiders these days.
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Elysium / Re: I SEE THAT LOOK IN YOUR EYES | WEEKLY TASK, PATROL
« Last post by Straw on Today at 12:04:59 PM »
  Why had she killed it? That was a valid question- Quince had offered a justification, but Straw hadn't been sure how to interpret it. "Said, quote, 'it needed to be taught a lesson,'" she answered, with a shrug. "Dunno what that means." Maybe it had attacked her first, maybe it was intruding on her territory, maybe it was going after another friend of hers. It was probably a good reason, she just didn't know what.

  When Killua mentioned a pack of canines, though, Straw tensed up. They might just be messengers, but typically messengers from other clans came by themselves. If there were multiple dogs, they might be in for a particularly bloody brawl. Would she be willing to fight to the death for the other three? She certainly hoped so, but there was no way to know the extent of her bravery until it was tested.

  Lifting her head, she inhaled softly through her nose. That didn't smell like any of the other clans she knew of. Rogues, then, or possibly a group of loners. Still, she had to be ready. Following Killua along the border, Straw maintained her gaze on the outskirts beyond their territory.
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The Pitt / Open LET MY PEOPLE GO / typhoon visit
« Last post by goldenluxury on Today at 11:22:25 AM »
I HEARD, I HEARD ACROSS A MOONLIT SEA
THE OLD VOICE WARNING ME
ϟ GOLDENLUXURY "GOLDIE" ROUX ϟ
noun
ϟ the clash between the eye and the raging storms. ϟ the healing warmth of the sun and the raw brutality of the seas. ϟ the self-fulfilling prophecy and the stolen future. ϟ
"I AM GOLDENLUXURY ROUX."
BEWARE, BEWARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE SEA
BEWARE, BEWARE OF ME.
She has been waiting patiently for this to be executed, her movements careful, words calculated. Everything would fall into place, starting today, and she would gladly be the face of the beginning. Her comrade would make his entrance...another way, undetected until it was too late. The tiger quietly traveled to the jungle, biting back a disgusted look upon her features. It was almost instinctual to let the hatred spill out every single time she stepped foot into the territory, but she has to keep up a kind face today. A casual smile sits upon her features, cold eyes attentive. With her, is a basket, filled with what seems to be wrapped gifts and a letter addressed to Jervis. This was a visit out of kindness; out of appreciation towards their fulfilled deal. Certainly, the captain knew nothing about what was happening in the Pitt. Certainly, she suspected that they had kept true to their word, and the Pitt and Typhoon no longer needed to clash. Oh, most definitely this visit was entirely with happy intentions.

Goldenluxury stood in front of her basket, deciding to remain quiet a few moments before announcing her presence. They most likely would scent the Typhoon before approaching - she was, after all, making no attempts to hide herself. "Aye! 've got some gifts for y'all!" she then calls out in her sharp voice, confident and loud. She maintains her casual expression, though can feel her paws growing more impatient with each passing moment. That soon she'd been preparing for was now, and she is excited.
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Elysium / Re: YOINKS SCOOB / joining
« Last post by Straw on Today at 10:28:13 AM »
  He was able to focus in enough to start counting, much to her relief. Sometimes when she ended up in that sort of place, the world outside of her own head wouldn't register properly. She had to rely on her own methods to resurface, or just wait until she eventually washed up on shore. Still, when others could help, it was usually easier to return to normalcy that way.

  Internally, Straw counted along with him. Each count seemed to simultaneously last an eternity and flash by in an instant. His breathing was growing steadier, bit by bit, thankfully- though counting worked for her, she couldn't be sure it would work for everyone.

  For a brief moment, her thoughts wandered.

  She was alone, and that was probably for the better. Hastened breaths entered and exited through gritted teeth as Straw stared down at the floor, head leaning against the cave wall, paws gripping at the stone below. It was far too late to stop her spiraling thoughts.

  Why was she like this? It wasn't worth flipping out over something so small. They could find more food- there was plenty on the surface. Besides, she had no right to feel sorry for herself. If she were a real grown-up, she would have stayed and accepted responsibility, with a straight face, just like Quince would have if she ever made a mistake this colossal.

  She heard a voice, but didn't turn to look at its source. Were they here to yell at her? The voice gave a firm command, something that didn't make sense. What good would that do?

  The command was repeated: "count aloud to twenty."

  She counted slowly, her voice unsteady. After reaching ten, she cautiously turned her head to look at Quince. Quince didn't seem angry, her eyes concerned. Was that just a facade? Quince wasn't a very good liar, but Straw couldn't think of a good reason why she wasn't angry. Shutting her eyes, she continued counting. Quince had to have a reason for this, at least. "...Twenty," she said finally, reopening her eyes.

  Quince offered her a small smile. "We were able to save some of the stock," she reassured the red panda, twitching her ears.

  "Besides. You couldn't have known that rock was load-bearing."


  As Stark reached twenty, Straw reached up a paw to adjust her mask. The sudden arrival of Killua nearly made her jump, but Stark seemed relieved to see him- again, it would seem. Regardless, they both seemed okay for now. Straw watched the two silently, her tail twitching.
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Tanglewood / Re: DEVIL IN THE KITCHEN + DISTURBANCE
« Last post by Crow Roux on Today at 10:22:32 AM »
Initially at the start of the horrendous noise, Crow flinched and felt his ears clench against his head to divert the sound assaulting his senses, and of course he heard it. Crow heard everything, whether he liked it or not, even the sounds that were questionable in existence. In those situations, he chose to ignore them, but this time he was unsurprisingly unable to.

This noise was about as real as could be—as real as he was, as real as the soil beneath his paws and the birds and the wind and the rain—and he desperately wanted it to shut up more so than the clamor in his own head. The feline started from his house, green lanterns squinting as his sore limbs trekked clumsily across the town in the direction of the noise until it became unbearable. There he found Leroy howling in desperation, and an annoyed Arrow and disgruntled Sam at the site attending to the issue. He couldn't stay mad at Leroy.

The guy said it himself: it wasn't his fault, and it never had been, never would be. He could sense it anyway, a presence inside the wolfhound's house that was otherworldly, much like that of Beck, except this one felt unfamiliar. New, different, and somehow more chaotic. It irritated him for some reason. Leroy wasn't crazy, there really was something in that jukebox that was undesired.

"What'd ya do this time, Leroy?" the tabby said stiffling a laugh. "Did ya make another bad ghost joke?"
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The Pitt / Re: it's the circle of life [ramona]
« Last post by ramona. on Today at 03:09:29 AM »
RAMONA LINGRÉ
✯ — THE GROWN UPS TAUGHT ME TO WATCH AND LEARN
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so much damned running! ah well, she needed the practice, she supposed.

pushing the herd towards kydobi, breaking off the sickly doe from the main body of the herd and towards her adopted family,
nipping at the weak legs when in proper range, teeth catching in the flesh and clipping a vein, making the doe stumble and try to put more distance between them.
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✯ — FEMALE. UNKNOWN. WEAK. REF. BIO. — ✯
#psychosocial.
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The Pitt / Re: MEETING | wrong invitation
« Last post by Crackers on Yesterday at 07:08:33 PM »
FOURTHWALL FALLOUT
BLACK/GOLD HELLHOUND - MALE - 19 MONTHS - THE PITT

Fourthwall had been lounding atop the roof of his circular treehouse, bathing in the warmth of the sun, when he heard the call of Jervis from the stage. Wine-red gaze would shift to land on the smaller canine, regarding them for a moment as they tried to hide their limp as they reached the center of the landing to address the clan. There was a demand in his voice that Fourthwall naturally rebelled against, that urged him to simply yawn and lay back down where he was. After all, who was this guy to come huffing and puffing at the members of The Pit as if he had some sort of issue with them? Kydobi and himself were probably the only reason the clan hadn't gone completely dead in the foxes absence, a thought that many would call arrogance while Fourth would call it fact.

In the end he decided that joining in would be for the best. He was an impulsive and unpredictable guy, sure, but he could tame himself for now. After all, if first impressions were what the world judged on then Fourth himself wouldn't have many friends. He knew he had a tendency to come off as rude due to how blunt he was, and he wasn't afraid to speak his mind or do the things he wanted. And that bothered people sometimes, so much so that they wrote him off as someone unlikeable. So maybe it would be worth taming himself- for now.

Coming to a halt beneath the stage where the other NPCs were gathering, Fourth would take a seat and wait for the announcements to formally begin. Hopefully with ervis being back it would mean the Pitt could get back on its feet and in action.


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