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ONISION M.F.

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[div style="background-color:#806A71;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"]An audience! Onision was always fond of audiences, especially when they were commentators. It boosted the already overly inflated ego he had, making his chest puff out in obvious pride. Pride wasn't always a good thing. It got people hurt, it got him hurt. But Oni didn't seem to care. Fate was his lover, after all. He would quarrel with fate whenever he could.

Moonmade's comment made the male snicker, and he shook out his fur before pointing his paw at the older male. "You bet your ass I'll find a way, old man! Call me Icarus, but I'll build wax wings if I have to." Snorted the youngling cockily, tilting his head upwards in a mocking manner. Nobody would tell him he couldn't do something, that was for damn sure.

Then, Alexander's presence came, and Onision turned a confused blue gaze on the wolf, tilting his head to the side. "Nobody is too strong for me, Alex. Listen, if I win, you have to be my servant for a week." He snickered, a grin on his face. Despite the mild affection that Oni had for Alex, he still wouldn't change his mind.

Hearteye's comment made him turn, once again, making him laugh out loud. A bit too loud, in other's opinion. "Fuck the sun and its heat! I keep sweating because of it, how do you even live in this heat?"

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