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Post by Nιɳʝα☯ on Jun 4, 2017 23:31:15 GMT -5
Goodness gracious I would be livid
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Post by Nιɳʝα☯ on Jun 4, 2017 23:42:18 GMT -5
You should be manager Get that raise and have stacks on stacks
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Post by Nιɳʝα☯ on Jun 4, 2017 23:47:56 GMT -5
That is true When something goes wrong you have to blame yourself Also why growing up sucks :C
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Post by Gengar on Jun 5, 2017 0:04:15 GMT -5
im slowly learning this help me i do everything late
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Post by Nιɳʝα☯ on Jun 5, 2017 0:08:34 GMT -5
Huh? Like what
If it's growing up I wish I could tell you I suck at it
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Post by Gengar on Jun 5, 2017 0:18:11 GMT -5
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Post by Nιɳʝα☯ on Jun 5, 2017 0:26:06 GMT -5
Like character forms??
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Post by Gengar on Jun 5, 2017 0:36:35 GMT -5
no no the forms to like get a meal plan in college
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Bisexual
𝓚𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓪 . ❦
darling you said forever's a fool's game
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Post by 𝓚𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓪 . ❦ on Jun 5, 2017 1:00:17 GMT -5
oh lmao gengar i feel someone please help me i am not ready to start adulting but i turn 18 in 2 days asdlkmzlm help !!!
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Post by Gengar on Jun 5, 2017 2:23:01 GMT -5
Colby Marce ❝ charm is the ability to insult people without offending them; nerdiness is the reverse ❞ - - - - - - - Wow. He was being mocked now. That was just plain hurtful for someone who claimed to be everyone's best friend.
Colby couldn't help but laugh at the way Ryland's smile broke his serious facade. He had almost completely forgotten that there may have been an impending ambush on the pack going on... somewhere, or that there was just a stranger at the gate. Making pancakes was keeping him pretty occupied, so he didn't have to wonder what was going on, though he was still aware that it was happening.
"That's my dream: Gordon-Ramsey-level cooking. I've need practicing in my cabin with instant ramen," he joked as he unfolded the pancake. He frowned and narrowed his eyes at the stubborn thing.
Around half a minute after (somewhat successfully) unfolding the pancake, he dumped the next pancake onto the plate. The first three were untouched, however, and he wondered if everyone's stomach was too upset from the stranger ordeal to eat anything at the moment. There was no other possible explanation, really, besides the fact that the top pancake now looked a little lopsided from its brief time being folded on itself.
He began to pour another pancake. He couldn't imagine that it'd be much more fun than the first pancake he made. In fact, it might even be less fun. Then again, someone had to make them.
Absentmindedly, he watched Ryland making his own pancakes and almost let his pancake burn. Well, "almost" as in he did let it burn a little bit, but just a little.
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Post by Nιɳʝα☯ on Jun 5, 2017 11:19:29 GMT -5
Afternoon
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 5, 2017 12:34:41 GMT -5
Yayyyy<3
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 5, 2017 12:40:22 GMT -5
Well dang ;o;
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 5, 2017 12:45:16 GMT -5
*pats*
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Post by anathema on Jun 5, 2017 13:36:19 GMT -5
ryland seymour doss❝ when the world gets too heavy put it on my back, i'll be your levy ❞ ♡ When Colby started laughing at him, it broke his (intended to be) serious demeanor all together. His eyes squinted up as he broke into a wide grin that showed off his dimples. He couldn't help but laugh too. They were both goofy. He wondered how in the world making pancakes could have been made so fun. He guessed it just took pure talent. Which they both had, duh.
"Oh? Is that so?" Ryland raised an eyebrow at Colby. "Well, Gordon-Ramsay-to-be, do you think you could ever master the arts of cooking and pancake making? And if so, do you think you could outcook Yael?" He asked with an amused expression.
Ryland did notice how no one came to get their pancakes. He frowned slightly. He guessed that they would just have to fend for themselves or starve if they weren't gonna come eat. After all, the smell of pancakes was starting to make him hangry.
"You know, if none of the pack comes and eats, we could always eat all the pancakes ourselves," Ryland suggested, glancing at Colby with a mischievous twinkle in his brown eyes.
He hummed softly as he looked back down at what he was doing as he let his pancake cook and then flipped it, although he felt eyes on him. He glanced at the other whom was watching him. "What?" He blinked before joking with him. "Are you watching my mad cooking skills and hoping that you may be as good as me someday?"
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Post by Nιɳʝα☯ on Jun 5, 2017 14:05:10 GMT -5
I don't have to put my dog down today C,:
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 5, 2017 14:52:24 GMT -5
Woot woot<3
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Post by Nιɳʝα☯ on Jun 5, 2017 15:38:54 GMT -5
How are you? c:
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Post by lozi on Jun 5, 2017 15:46:49 GMT -5
LACHLAN STONE
"My teeth may be sharp, and I've been raised to kill... But the thought of fresh meat, it is making me ill..." ○ ○ ○ ○ Lachlan did not feel teased in the slightest, in this moment, he was just glad to have a little company. Often times, the silence was too much for his wolf, who would begin to pace and snarl, forcing Lachlan onto long patrols to clear his head. He smiled his small, shy smile. "Did I make it too obvious that I don't drink tea very much?" Luckily, he hadn't burnt himself to badly, the tingling on the tip of his tongue wasn't very painful. He'd done worse before, and he was too distracted by other things to really notice the irritation on his tongue.
"Nonetheless, it makes me want to drink tea more often. I'd just never know which to drink." Obviously, Lachlan was not used to making small talk or holding conversations, but he really was trying. Normally quiet and reserved, he found himself starting to relax. Maybe the chamomile tea really was starting to work. It made sense to him that Robin would be good with tea, she probably had a greenhouse's worth of herbs in her backyard. Deciding it was the chamomile tea putting his mind at ease, he imprinted the name of tea in his mind, making sure to remember to go to the store to get some chamomile tea bags for himself. He'd probably add it to his morning routine of boxing.
Speaking of boxing, he was finally starting to feel the sting of the rawness on his knuckles. He pushed it to the back of his mind, nodding as she told him she didn't know anymore about the vision. "I assumed the vision would be about the trespasser. At least, I hope so. Most of the time, the visions aren't very positive. Maybe this is just alerting us of a big event? Maybe it's not something bad is going to happen, just a 'hey there's someone with a reasonable explanation as to why they're on your territory standing at your gate.'" He was showing a bit of his nerves, but took a deep breath, stopping his carrying on.
Lachlan laughed again, a husky but genuine sound. "Hmmm... I don't think there's a plausible reason for Rowan's house burning down than a pancake fire. Maybe a stray spark?"
Noticing he'd dropped his wallet on the ground, he bent to pick it up, when suddenly Rowan's voice came on over the pack link. The force of it made the already on-edge shifter sit back hard, looking dazed. His pupils dilated, and shivers ran up his spine. He quickly pushed back against his wolf, which was now demanding to be let out, to take a patrol. It seemed whenever Lachlan was stressed, he would turn into his hulking black wolf, the form he felt safest in. He couldn't be blamed, his wolf form was huge, and muscular, and his senses were heightened, providing him awareness beyond his human form's capabilities. He quickly regathered his senses, tucking his wallet back into his pocket and returning to the couch. His eyes didn't lose their primal glint, making him look like he was teetering on the edge of attack.
He took a sip of the chamomile tea, forcing the hairs on his neck to lay flat. He was now blaming himself for not checking in on Yael, and now she was out. Feeling useless, now that his pack mate was in danger as well, and he was stuck in the cabin, he let out a little snarl. "I knew I should've checked to make sure she was alright. If she gets hurt out there..." He sounded actually worried, not angered in the slightest. He truly cared about each of his pack mates, and wouldn't be able to forgive himself if something were to happen. He seemed to be right back where he started, wound up and agitated.
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Lesbian
#ACEBF6
Name Colour
Feathertalon
Bird Overlord
unofficial chicken whisperer
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Post by Feathertalon on Jun 5, 2017 15:54:42 GMT -5
i'm pretty good uwu
oh. i'll be on in a bit to reply - i'm helping my dad do some things o:
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Post by lozi on Jun 5, 2017 16:04:06 GMT -5
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