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Post by Maplestone360 on Mar 19, 2017 20:04:35 GMT -5
(Both of mine are open. Marielle's in the Center and Bo's in the Gadget Room.)
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 20, 2017 18:39:46 GMT -5
( So sorry for not doing much around here, guys. I'm going through some personal issues right now. I probably won't be around much for the time being, but trust me, I will become more active as time goes on. Since I'd hate to keep you guys waiting, I'll whip up some quick replies.
Elizabeth , Cyclamate, Copper, and Moreau are open, if anyone wants to RP with them! ) Cinnimon-roll-Sand Maplestone360 wildfire118 chipster321 ☪ArtisticMunna✯
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 20, 2017 19:21:40 GMT -5
[ Janie Goode / tags: Boris, Domino, Laurence ] Janie reached up on her hind legs, grabbing the metal bar just as they started to shake a bit from her weight. Her front paws gripped the bar, the muscle in her shoulders pumping as she lifted herself up and down. After a while, she let herself drop to her fours. Her breath escaping in short huffs, the blue tabby checked her watch. "We've been training for twenty minutes. The students should be out in two, so..." [ Leo / tags: Dakota, Major ] "Yes," Leo whispered, making a fist with his paw. He typed in a few more symbols and numbers, until his iPad beeped. "Did I get it...?" The numbers on the hologram disintegrated into a wall of text. The American Eagle symbol of the C.I.A. appeared at the very top. "I got it, yeah!" The tabby yowled with triumph, paws flying in the air. Of course, the room fell totally silent when Leo did so, and he caught Major raise a skeptical eyebrow at him. "Uh... Heh." Leo slunk down into his chair, giving the sergeant a nervous grin, his cheeks reddening.
Major sighed. "There'll be plenty of time to yell in training, Leonardo," he growled, using Leo's full name, knowing that it irritated the young tom. Her checked the clock ticking in the classroom. "Actually, it seems like it's time for PE. Don't worry about your encryption assignments, everyone; we'll work on them when we get back. For now, file outside the Outdoor Sim door and I'll give you further instructions. Don't go inside until I give your further orders. Go."
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Post by Cinnimon-roll-Sand on Mar 20, 2017 20:37:34 GMT -5
Dakota | Hallway | Leo Dakota watched Leo shoot up with excitement, following him with his eyes. Suddenly the air was split by Major's loud voice. His ears slightly folded back with deep happiness as he heard that they were leaving. 'Go' seemed to shoot though his ears as he watched other students leave. "Yes!" The young tom shot through the door and flooded into the hallway. There was a large clump of his peers chatting wildly. Suddenly the door swung open to reveal a short calico. I want to be delegate.. or maybe a special agent! His eyes widened as he saw a Domino scolding back at them. Her gaze seemed to burn, not as much as Major's however. Following the orders that Major gave, in addition to Domino's aswell, he fell silent and backed up against the wall. Domino | Gym | Janie Goode & Laurence Domino dropped down again, glancing at the time before hearing Janie's voice. "Twenty minuets goes by fast!" She joked as she turned to the doors. "Alright, I think it's time to scram." The small calico streaked over, paw pads to the cold metal door nob. "I'll uh, catch you guys later." Domino smiled at them both before walking out to an ocean of students.
Her green gaze turned cold, sending a shocking glare at all of them. "Get in a straight line and try to keep your muzzle shut for more than five minutes!" Domino turned, the golden dog tag swinging across her shoulders as she padded away from the young cats. Newbies these days! She rolled her eyes and could not help but spit out a purr of amusement.
Ashley | laboratory | none Ashley padded into the laboratory, clkicking the door shut behind her. She towered over a table with notes stuck all over it. They had been left over from her past experiment : Invisible Ink. Her amber gaze squinted to read each one. Guess I'll finish it. With that thought she swiped over an empty pitcher. Walking to the shelves, she grabbed a highlighter and started to boil water. Ashley dissembled the highlighter and poured the neon yellow ink into the boiling water. While she let that sit, she slid next to her UV light and turned it on, waiting for it to heat. Suddenly the yellow water was boiling. Taking the pan off the stove she dumped the boiling water into the pitcher. Now that the UV light was heated, she swung that over her liquid and pulled up a chair, examining the experiment closely with large amber eyes.
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Post by Cinnimon-roll-Sand on Mar 21, 2017 19:47:42 GMT -5
( haii )
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Post by Maplestone360 on Mar 21, 2017 20:45:18 GMT -5
(Hi!)
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Post by chipster321 on Mar 22, 2017 14:43:42 GMT -5
(Can Vivi rp with Cyclamate for a bit? The blackmailing and stuff?)
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 22, 2017 15:33:11 GMT -5
(Can Vivi rp with Cyclamate for a bit? The blackmailing and stuff?) ( Sure. )
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Post by chipster321 on Mar 22, 2017 16:12:39 GMT -5
(Can you start? I'm not sure where she would be XD)
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Post by Cinnimon-roll-Sand on Mar 22, 2017 20:13:06 GMT -5
( ello! )
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Post by wildfire118 on Mar 22, 2017 20:22:11 GMT -5
| Laurence | gym | tags: Boris, Janie Goode, Domino |
Laurence started working out and looking at all of the other cats working much more harder than Laurence, since he knew he was not getting enough exercise and eating burritos for the past 2 weeks, he thought he could get a little bit of exercise in today. Man, I'm so out of shape... He saw all of the other cats doing 50 sit up at a time, while he could only do 10.
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 23, 2017 16:18:58 GMT -5
(Can you start? I'm not sure where she would be XD) ( Mhm! )
Cyclamate // Abandoned Hotel (Cyclamate's Hideout) // tags; none Inside the vast interior of a long-abandoned hotel, a svelte figure sat quietly on a luxurious velvet couch, now faded over the years. A snow-white she-cat with beautiful bi-colored eyes - a green right eye and a blue left - was taking her sweet time flipping through a large folder filled to the brim with varying classified documents. Her plumed tail swished as she read, those eyes flashing with anticipation.
The white cat uncrossed her legs, shifting her body over to a natural sitting position on her haunches, her eyes never leaving the text printed on the papers. This file was one she had stolen from P.A.R.I.S. a while ago. Or...well, she didn't do it. Vivi did. But Cyclamate, despite being wicked, had her standards. Cy didn't treat her as a drudge or a servant or anything like that. She simply used her for gathering information, bribing others into giving her said intel, things like that. The girl was very smart, she had to admit.
She flipped another page, beginning to look a bit...bored. She really didn't have anything to gather up today. Nor was she up for assassination attempts either; surprise, surprise! Exhaling, Cyclamate glared up at the ticking grandfather clock on the other side of the room, it's golden metallic pendulum swishing in perfect rhythm with the ticking that accompanied it.
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 23, 2017 16:22:22 GMT -5
( Just a note, I feel like changing up Cyclamate's persona a bit?? Because tbh, she just seems like a "Muahaha! I'm creepy and evil just for the sake of it!" kind of villain, and that seems a little boring (even if she has a "sad past".). So, I think I'll make her a bit more distant and cold and not, y'know, blatant, over-the-top evil all the time. c'x )
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Post by chipster321 on Mar 23, 2017 17:24:55 GMT -5
(Ah I think there was a misunderstanding XD Vivi is the one whose a mole but she's doing it because Mossy is a hostage.)
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 23, 2017 17:35:29 GMT -5
( Oh! I originally put Vivi, but I switched it because I know Mossy's the hostage. I'll edit my post, then! )
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Post by Cinnimon-roll-Sand on Mar 23, 2017 19:05:22 GMT -5
( *snort* how's life ppl? ;D )
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 23, 2017 20:02:55 GMT -5
( Lots of work to do. :'3 )
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Post by Cinnimon-roll-Sand on Mar 24, 2017 15:37:34 GMT -5
( wooork... blehhhh)
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Post by ☪ArtisticMunna✯ on Mar 25, 2017 22:56:03 GMT -5
Smokey | City Streets | No tags Smokey wandered the streets of Paris, a smug frown on his face. He'd been thinking lots lately about when he was kicked out of the P.A.R.I.S. Agency, and it just made him want power. It made Smokey also want revenge. He glanced back and forth, dodging human feet as he walked along the edges of concrete streets. Cyclamate has to be here somewhere.. Smokey thought, ambition rising in his chest. He walked right past an abandoned hotel, and then a few more buildings. Then he backed up. Didn't I hear something about Cyclamate being in an abandoned building or something? No.. it can't be that easy that she's here. He wondered, then taking a step through a hole in the wall of the hotel, unsure of his decision. "Hello!" Smokey called out, a bit scared. The building itself gave him an eerie feeling, and walking inside made him shiver. Bella | Moreau's Office/Agency | No tagsBella's paws silently crept along the ground. "Moreau?" She asked, peeking her head into her office. "Hello? Moreau?" She cleared her throat. "I think I may have information on Smokey, our kicked out pupil." Bella announced. If you're in there..
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Post by Maplestone360 on Mar 26, 2017 14:01:33 GMT -5
(Uhg.. I need an opening. cx My charries are being boring.)
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Post by Cinnimon-roll-Sand on Mar 26, 2017 14:14:21 GMT -5
Maplestone360 I have Blaise, Dakota and Ashley open!))
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Post by Maplestone360 on Mar 26, 2017 14:17:43 GMT -5
Okay. c: I have Marielle and Boris.)
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Post by Cinnimon-roll-Sand on Mar 27, 2017 15:23:59 GMT -5
Maplestone360 Maybe Marielle and Blaise should do something x3))
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Post by Cinnimon-roll-Sand on Mar 27, 2017 15:26:26 GMT -5
---------------Blaise | Gym > Center The doors swung open from the Gym. Out came a ginger tabby male who swung a satchel back over his shoulder and let out shallow and fast pants. Good workout today! His paws skidded down to a water fountain where he refreshed himself. Blaise walked past other agents and a group of rushing students. He turned some corners to arrive at the large room of the Center. Felines barged into him and pelted past him, blowing some papers out of his bag. As he scrambled to put everything back in place he heard more sound in the cafeteria. Before he could walk in to see the commotion, he came to realization.
Oh! It must be Sargent Major! I know how he gets furious when students are late! Blaise chuckled as he turned around to sit against a wall. He pulled out the pad of gauze and flattened it out. He wrapped it up in a roll so it would be easier to use when someone needed it. The tabby took his time to organize his satchel to make it look much neater. Maplestone360 C:))
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Post by Maplestone360 on Mar 27, 2017 16:29:09 GMT -5
---------------Blaise | Gym > Center The doors swung open from the Gym. Out came a ginger tabby male who swung a satchel back over his shoulder and let out shallow and fast pants. Good workout today! His paws skidded down to a water fountain where he refreshed himself. Blaise walked past other agents and a group of rushing students. He turned some corners to arrive at the large room of the Center. Felines barged into him and pelted past him, blowing some papers out of his bag. As he scrambled to put everything back in place he heard more sound in the cafeteria. Before he could walk in to see the commotion, he came to realization.
Oh! It must be Sargent Major! I know how he gets furious when students are late! Blaise chuckled as he turned around to sit against a wall. He pulled out the pad of gauze and flattened it out. He wrapped it up in a roll so it would be easier to use when someone needed it. The tabby took his time to organize his satchel to make it look much neater. Maplestone360 C:)) ( ) Marielle | Center Marielle continued her trek across the Center. She was nearing the Gym, thinking she'd watch the students practicing or something. P.A.R.I.S. was just so boring at the moment. The white she-cat needed find a way to pass the time before she popped. Marielle tilted her cup upward to gulp down the last of the hot liquid, but when she lowered it down she had to stop abruptly to avoid crashing into another cat who was sitting against the wall. "I'm so sorry!" she half-mewed, half-gasped. "I was distracted." Her leaf-green eyes studied the ginger tom for a few moments, but unfortunately she didn't recognize him. "I'm Marielle," she introduced herself in a calmer tone. She hoped the tom would forgive her for nearly running into him.
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Post by Cinnimon-roll-Sand on Mar 27, 2017 20:40:28 GMT -5
Blaise | Center | Tags: Maplestone360 Blaise sat there, back pressed up against the walls as he watched everyone pass by. He placed the clean gauze into the satchel and began to fall into a doze. The ginger tom was in a surprisingly calm state. Maybe today will be an easy day at work. He thought to himself. For the day before was packed with training and a tiresome mission. His chest rose and fell in deep, steady breathes.
"Ah!"
His train of thought had been interrupted by something that pushed into him. He looked back to see what caused this. A pretty white shecat was staring back at him. His ears perked at her apologetic tone and he swayed his tail from underneath him in amusement. Marielle... I think I've heard of her. He threw back a charming smile at her. "It's fine, I really needed more excitement in my day!" Blaise chuckled and stood up to greet her. The agent dipped his head in respect towards her. "My name is Blaise. I'm sure I've seen you around, how are you this fine morning?" Marielle seemed friendly, something Blaise loved about some agents at P.A.R.I.S.
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Post by Maplestone360 on Mar 27, 2017 20:47:53 GMT -5
(Whelp, my phone's about to die and I have to go to bed, but I'll reply tomorrow! :/ )
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Mar 28, 2017 6:10:00 GMT -5
Smokey | City Streets | No tags Smokey wandered the streets of Paris, a smug frown on his face. He'd been thinking lots lately about when he was kicked out of the P.A.R.I.S. Agency, and it just made him want power. It made Smokey also want revenge. He glanced back and forth, dodging human feet as he walked along the edges of concrete streets. Cyclamate has to be here somewhere.. Smokey thought, ambition rising in his chest. He walked right past an abandoned hotel, and then a few more buildings. Then he backed up. Didn't I hear something about Cyclamate being in an abandoned building or something? No.. it can't be that easy that she's here. He wondered, then taking a step through a hole in the wall of the hotel, unsure of his decision. "Hello!" Smokey called out, a bit scared. The building itself gave him an eerie feeling, and walking inside made him shiver. Bella | Moreau's Office/Agency | No tagsBella's paws silently crept along the ground. "Moreau?" She asked, peeking her head into her office. "Hello? Moreau?" She cleared her throat. "I think I may have information on Smokey, our kicked out pupil." Bella announced. If you're in there.. [ Moreau // tags; Bella ]Moreau, who had barely noticed the 'ding' of her office door opening, sat in her office, tapping a pen on her mildly cluttered desktop with impatience. She was on the line with another cat, taking about the young cats who haven't. "I don't care you don't think they're ready," she retorted to the reciever on the other end, sounding a bit irritated as her French accent came out full force. "N -- No, I said I don't care. They've proven themselves worthy of being covert operatives. They will become agents ASAP, and that is final. Comprenez vous? ...Thank you." The phone was hung up with an audible 'click', and Moreau finally looked up to see who had adressed her. The action was very brief, however, and the Director's blue eyes diverted back to the papers on her desk, which she had apparently been filling out. "Bella, good morning to you. Come in."
Adjusting her thin glasses, she looked up yet again at Bella's next words. "Smokey...? Oh. Another one of the rogues, yes?" She beckoned Bella forwards, eyes sparkling with curiousity. "What intel have you found regarding him?"
( Just gonna jump in with some random characters for this one. )
[ Carmine & Crimson // tags; Smokey ]"Hello!"The sound of a small voice echoed through the empty, torn-down room; a figure obscuring the light that came through the small hole in the brick wall. Two twin felines, one darker than the other, heard this sound and tentatively walked towards the crevice where this cat was standing.Upon closer inspection, the figure was an ash-gray tomcat, a nervous one by the looks of it.The darker-pelted cat - a red-orange tabby with a beige underbelly - narrowed her dark amber eyes, as did her lighter twin. Carmine and Crimson had never seen this cat before, and of course, they wanted some identification before they granted him passage. "State your name and business,", the darker female, Crimson, demanded almost immediately."We don't deal with strangers well around these parts", said the lighter Carmine, seeming to finish her sister's sentence.
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Post by Maplestone360 on Mar 28, 2017 18:04:04 GMT -5
Marielle | Center Marielle smiled kindly back at the tom in front of her. "A pleasure to meet you, Blaise," she mewed, feeling relieved and annoyed with herself for being so clumsy. She'd be sure to watch where she was walking next time. "I'm doing alright, but aimlessly wandering the Center can become boring at times." She chuckled lightly. "How are you?"
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Post by Cinnimon-roll-Sand on Mar 28, 2017 18:47:37 GMT -5
Blaise | Center Blaise listened to her, she seemed nice. "I'm doing alright. We're you going anywhere or were you only planning on staying in the Center?"
He stood up, his bright amber eyes lining with hers. The ginger tabby looked around to the Cafeteria, it was crowded. His attention also landed near the Science Hall. She could really be going anywhere. There was a group of younger looking Field Agents who were gathered around and helping themselves to a simple conversation. She couldn't be going to the Gym, the students already took over that area. Blaise's head turned again to face her, the tufts on his ears swaying as he struck movement to face her.
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