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- Naniko D'Angelo - 03-30-2012 [html] <style> .naniko .ooc {font-style:italic; } .naniko p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .naniko b {color:#FFFFFF; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 2px; } .naniko {background-color:#1e252b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... naniko.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; line-height:12px; color:#141b21; width:375px; text-align:justify; } .naniko-border {width:379px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .naniko .inner {margin:10px 10px 190px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... nikobg.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style> :3
- Shandom Qi'Vaex - 03-31-2012 [html] D: This is so outdated (I'm just realizing this, fail). Wrap up soon...so we can have another thread immediately? WC - 361
The wind whipped through his coat and Shandom could not help but loose a short, yet enthusiastic, howl to the winter sky. What could be better than this? The Dawner could not remember a time when a smile spread so broadly across his scarred countenance; indeed, he'd only ever been this happy before his vision was partially torn from him and his life forever altered. He could remember laughing like this with Lea, howling in complete and utter animalistic joy. It was before life was entirely fucked up - for lack of a better world - and everything collapsed in ways he didn't think possible. It was a life without two legs when he did not know an alternative, a life that was so much simpler and reeked of wonderful. And yet he'd ruined it all for himself. Shandom would pay for his mistakes for the rest of his years. But he did not want to dwell on his old realities while he whipped through the cooling air - the day was coming to a close, and soon Shandom would need to return to his pack family. It brought him a little sadness to know that he would not be able to bring Naniko back with him to see the inner workings of New Dawn - it was a place of magic and primitiveness, and he liked it that way. But he wanted to spend more time with her, wanted her to know more about his life, even though it couldn't be that way. She was a leader of her own pack and had her own family to return to. And Shandom? Well, he had New Dawn. Reclusive as they were, he liked it that way and would not compromise the pack's values further than he'd already done. Shandom could feel her gaining on him, and so in a burst of playful energy the half-blind man whirled around to face her, sinking into a deep and eager play bow. His ears and tail spoke of natural excitement, and in his own joking way he challenged her to come and take his position as (in his opinion, of course) the declared winner. <style type="text/css"> .waadoc b {font-weight:bold; color:#cad3ec; text-shadow:#16120d 1px 1px 2px;} .waadoc p {padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:0px;} .waadoc {margin:0px auto; width:500px; background-color:#98938c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/3zqrQ.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #595856; padding:250px 0px 5px 0px; font-family:georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#3f4047; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; border-radius:10px;} .waadoc .ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:11px; text-align:center;} .waadoc p b:before { content: open-quote; } .waadoc p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 04-01-2012 [html] <style> .naniko .ooc {font-style:italic; } .naniko p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .naniko b {color:#FFFFFF; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 2px; } .naniko {background-color:#1e252b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... naniko.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; line-height:12px; color:#141b21; width:375px; text-align:justify; } .naniko-border {width:379px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .naniko .inner {margin:10px 10px 190px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... nikobg.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style> I agree XD I didn't realize either! Slight PP of them colliding? XD She's so mean!
- Shandom Qi'Vaex - 04-02-2012 [html]
His right eye searched around for her, the blind compatriot following in useless muscle memory. Of course, his nose led him to where she was - he was never sure why he sometimes tried to rely on sight alone. When he saw her "dead" body, Shandom whined in mock grief and fear - what would he do now? He'd killed the leader of a large, nearby pack: that would inevitably bring war to New Dawn. Well, then, it would only make sense to try and bring her back to life! The larger male began to butt his head against her body rather frantically, sniffing and whining and generally making a ruckus. Hopefully that would bring some sort of Zombie Naniko reincarnation back to life, and he would be out of trouble. Obviously. <style type="text/css"> .waadoc b {font-weight:bold; color:#cad3ec; text-shadow:#16120d 1px 1px 2px;} .waadoc p {padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:0px;} .waadoc {margin:0px auto; width:500px; background-color:#98938c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/3zqrQ.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #595856; padding:250px 0px 5px 0px; font-family:georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#3f4047; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; border-radius:10px;} .waadoc .ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:11px; text-align:center;} .waadoc p b:before { content: open-quote; } .waadoc p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 04-03-2012 [html] <style> .naniko .ooc {font-style:italic; } .naniko p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .naniko b {color:#FFFFFF; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 2px; } .naniko {background-color:#1e252b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... naniko.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; line-height:12px; color:#141b21; width:375px; text-align:justify; } .naniko-border {width:379px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .naniko .inner {margin:10px 10px 190px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... nikobg.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style>
- Shandom Qi'Vaex - 04-03-2012 [html]
The subord smiled as she came back to life slowly with a playful stab at his general "funness". An equally impish smile spread across dark lips as the half-blind man gave her a saucy wink, stepping back to allow her room to stand. That's not true. In fact, I get even more fun the older I become. It was true, to a degree - cantankerous though he might be, Shandom had been hot tempered and overly emotional in his youth. The wolf he was now remained to be scarred and flawed, but he was an infinitely better person for everything he'd gone through. That, at least, was what he kept telling himself. He was momentarily distressed over her irritation, but it was quickly relieved as she found her necklace and explained the reasoning behind her attachment. It is lovely, he responded. Caprica is very talented. But all good things had to end, loathe as Shandom was to admit it. Naniko's child, Severus, was finished with his hunt, and the white male dipped his head in resignation. I'd be glad to visit Anathema, and you, he promised, his small smile fading as he considered the duties he'd abandoned for an afternoon of play with the white woman. The subord would not be returning to the Dawn packlands until he had sobered up, so to speak - Shandom could still feel the effects of their earlier fun, and it did not seem right to bring such a human stain into New Dawn home. The moments where goodbye should have happened were slightly uncomfortable, as neither knew what to do, but soon Naniko nudged at his cheek and turned in the direction of her home. He sighed and looked after her, not moving for several moments as Nani walked away. Eventually, Shandom wagged his tail and whispered his own goodbye into the wind before turning to find some small prey. <style type="text/css"> .waadoc b {font-weight:bold; color:#cad3ec; text-shadow:#16120d 1px 1px 2px;} .waadoc p {padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:0px;} .waadoc {margin:0px auto; width:500px; background-color:#98938c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/3zqrQ.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #595856; padding:250px 0px 5px 0px; font-family:georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#3f4047; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; border-radius:10px;} .waadoc .ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:11px; text-align:center;} .waadoc p b:before { content: open-quote; } .waadoc p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] |