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Post by Voidastral on Nov 23, 2018 21:02:23 GMT -5
Happily, Rubberpaw follows both Paintpaw and Appleseed. She'd wait up for Steeleye if she wasn't so excited. Though she supposes her mentor can just catch up to them on his own.
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Post by LightBringer on Nov 23, 2018 21:20:40 GMT -5
(Quaill I can do that! I'll set up a character for it as soon as she's accepted! )
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Post by Voidastral on Nov 23, 2018 21:22:33 GMT -5
((Alrighty!
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Post by echoliqht on Nov 23, 2018 22:10:48 GMT -5
(( anyone want to rp with pennypaw? ))
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Post by LightBringer on Nov 23, 2018 22:26:09 GMT -5
(Headed to bed now! Be back in the am. Night guys!)
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Post by echoliqht on Nov 23, 2018 23:02:36 GMT -5
Fortune CookiePennypaw darted across the junkyard in pursuit of a lizard. It skittered in a serpentine motion across the ground, to which Pennypaw lunged and swiped at it as she chased it. The russet she-cat giggled with excitement, having more fun than she's had in days thanks to relentless training sessions. As the lizard squeezed its way in between the spokes of a car tire, Pennypaw outstretched her arm into the metal crevices, swiping madly at the lizard. After finally accepting that she lost the small creature, the small she-cat growled with disappointment, snorting at the wheel with resentment. She padded away, and soon noticed Curfewpaw nearby. She looked away, burning with embarrasement. I hope he wasn't watching!
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Nov 24, 2018 0:33:32 GMT -5
Paintpaw trotted after Appleseed, his shoulders slumping with relief. He stuck close to his mentor, wondering what his mentor and Steeleye were going to show Rubberpaw and him. He relaxed a little from his usual nervousness for the time being.
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Post by Voidastral on Nov 24, 2018 0:36:53 GMT -5
Rubberpaw moved to Paintpaws side and loudly greeted him "Hey Paintpaw! Where do ya think we're goin??" she asks him with a peppy bounce in her step and smile on her face.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Nov 24, 2018 0:42:37 GMT -5
Paintpaw couldn't help but jump a little at Rubberpaw's loud mew, his eyes widening before he narrowed his eyes in a friendly manner, and he waved his tail. "Hi Rubberpaw. Um, well... I don't know, maybe Hunting Alley?" He guessed, "Or they'll find a patch of grass somewhere near two-leg place if we're learning to fight." (Your new characters are accepted btw! )
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Post by Voidastral on Nov 24, 2018 0:47:10 GMT -5
"Do you like the Twoleg place, Paintpaw? What do you know about it? Or have you never really been there?" she questions him about three times as they follow along. Rubberpaw is here to learn all she can and not only is that about lofe or the territory but also about her clanmates
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Nov 24, 2018 0:55:00 GMT -5
Paintpaw shrugged, his eyes turning forward again as he thought about the few times Appleseed had taken him to the collection of houses, not unlike the lines of cars in the junkyard. "I've been there once or twice..." He replied, his fur prickling at the memory of a loud dog in one of the yards. "It's loud, and twolegs sometimes have dogs, or their kits will run and try to grab you... Or the older ones chase you off. A lot of the yards have birds and squirrels, though."
(If you wanted, Ripclaw could be Oilpool's father and my new guard character could be his brother. :3)
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Post by Voidastral on Nov 24, 2018 1:03:53 GMT -5
"Sounds fun to me. Im guessing then that you don't like a lot of loud things then." she doesn't really ask it. It's more she's making a guess but stating it as fact.
((Yeah I'd be good with that!
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Nov 24, 2018 1:19:03 GMT -5
Paintpaw nodded, and he laughed quietly as he added, "Well, especially when they're chasing me." He mewed, "It kind of makes me realize how prey feels..."
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Post by Voidastral on Nov 24, 2018 1:27:07 GMT -5
"but we aren't prey. They just like to kill us for fun." in a way she was trying to comfort him. She knew hunting was a little upsetting sometimes but it was for the greater good. Otherwise theyd all die.
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Post by 👻videocassette👻 on Nov 24, 2018 1:43:07 GMT -5
Paintpaw nodded faintly and gave a small shrug. "I know. I'm just a stick in the mud sometimes, that's all." He mewed with a soft laugh. "I bet you would like exploring the twoleg place, there's a lot of nooks and crannies. And sometimes you meet other cats." He admitted thoughtfully.
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Post by Voidastral on Nov 24, 2018 1:51:38 GMT -5
"yes! I'd love it. Or at least I'm sure I will. Its gonna be great! the she-cat smiles widely. She turns back to the screen every sl often.
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Bisexual
dnacat
But courage need not be remembered, for it is never forgotten.
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Post by dnacat on Nov 24, 2018 6:37:21 GMT -5
((Ugh time-zones are such a pain!! Sorry for my late replies)) ~Steeleye~
Steeleye watched the two apprentices chattering about what they hoped to do today, and their different opinions on the two-leg place, before he trotted a little quicker to keep up with Appleseed. Along with being pudgy, his legs were much shorter than most of the other JunkClan cats, and he struggled to keep up with them most of the time. He padded alongside Appleseed and mewed quietly, "So, what are we gonna do with them today? I told Rubberpaw we were going to do battle training, and I do plan on taking her out to hunt for a little bit on her own later, if you don't mind, but if you had a different plan for training..." ~Bottleleg~Steeleye felt her ears grow warm at the compliment from Camofur. She rarely received compliments from her clanmates - though that was mainly because most of the time she was with Steeleye - and whenever she did receive them, she flushed over. Bottleleg flicked an embarrassingly warm ear, before mewing to Camofur, "I don't think it takes much talent to decide where to hunt, but thanks none the less, Camofur," She purred gratefully. They had entered the first alley of two-leg place, an abandoned alley that most two-legs didn't walk down.
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Post by Voidastral on Nov 24, 2018 9:10:22 GMT -5
Shatteredtail chose to ignore the she-cats in trade for scenting the air. The smell was horrid to most, however, Shatteredtail's nose had dulled the scent. It felyt like home to him, if he even had a home
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Pansexual
Fortune Cookie
"Mannequins have flawless skin, you can dress them up like me if you like."
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Post by Fortune Cookie on Nov 24, 2018 9:15:51 GMT -5
Fortune Cookie Pennypaw darted across the junkyard in pursuit of a lizard. It skittered in a serpentine motion across the ground, to which Pennypaw lunged and swiped at it as she chased it. The russet she-cat giggled with excitement, having more fun than she's had in days thanks to relentless training sessions. As the lizard squeezed its way in between the spokes of a car tire, Pennypaw outstretched her arm into the metal crevices, swiping madly at the lizard. After finally accepting that she lost the small creature, the small she-cat growled with disappointment, snorting at the wheel with resentment. She padded away, and soon noticed Curfewpaw nearby. She looked away, burning with embarrasement. I hope he wasn't watching! Curfewpaw turned to see Pennypaw."Hey,Pennypaw!"He called over to her."Give me a hand with this box will ya!"
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Pansexual
Fortune Cookie
"Mannequins have flawless skin, you can dress them up like me if you like."
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Post by Fortune Cookie on Nov 24, 2018 9:30:28 GMT -5
((Ugh time-zones are such a pain!! Sorry for my late replies)) ~Steeleye~
Steeleye watched the two apprentices chattering about what they hoped to do today, and their different opinions on the two-leg place, before he trotted a little quicker to keep up with Appleseed. Along with being pudgy, his legs were much shorter than most of the other JunkClan cats, and he struggled to keep up with them most of the time. He padded alongside Appleseed and mewed quietly, "So, what are we gonna do with them today? I told Rubberpaw we were going to do battle training, and I do plan on taking her out to hunt for a little bit on her own later, if you don't mind, but if you had a different plan for training..." ~Bottleleg~Steeleye felt her ears grow warm at the compliment from Camofur. She rarely received compliments from her clanmates - though that was mainly because most of the time she was with Steeleye - and whenever she did receive them, she flushed over. Bottleleg flicked an embarrassingly warm ear, before mewing to Camofur, "I don't think it takes much talent to decide where to hunt, but thanks none the less, Camofur," She purred gratefully. They had entered the first alley of two-leg place, an abandoned alley that most two-legs didn't walk down.
"I thought we could go to the hunting alley and teach them how to use close walls to their advantage."Appleseed admitted."You can always get cornered in this place."
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Bisexual
dnacat
But courage need not be remembered, for it is never forgotten.
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Post by dnacat on Nov 24, 2018 9:57:16 GMT -5
~Steeleye~
"Sure! Sounds like a plan!" Steeleye beamed widely and began to bounce rather than pad along, a spring in each of his step's. He looked as happy as Larry, and as innocent as a newborn kit as he made his way through the two-leg alleys. They reeked of oil and the grime underfoot left him feeling rather dirty, but he had grown used to these feelings and smells and sensations as he continued to make his way through the alleys with the other warrior and two apprentices.
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Post by LightBringer on Nov 24, 2018 10:38:56 GMT -5
(Good morning friends!!! I'm awake now lol. I'm going to make that new character, and maybe a secondary character as well, but unsure ATM. One for sure. Give me a moment:) )
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Post by Voidastral on Nov 24, 2018 10:49:12 GMT -5
Rubberpaw gave off a smile as she listened in on her mentor and Paintpaw's mentor speak. Alley training sounded interesting and she became a little more excited about today.
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Post by mimikk on Nov 24, 2018 10:51:15 GMT -5
{hello! aaa this clan looks so cool! i want to join sometime today (we’re busy with christmas decorating rn pff) so if anyone has a request for kin/a mate for their character, let me know because i love connections like that!!}
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dnacat
But courage need not be remembered, for it is never forgotten.
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Post by dnacat on Nov 24, 2018 11:08:02 GMT -5
~Steeleye~
Steeleye looked over his shoulder at his apprentice, huge smile still plastered on his face. He looked dead ahead then and continued to lead the group of four cats over to the hunting alley, eager to start the day of training. He had meant to take Rubberpaw out for training for a while now, but lately life in JunkClan had been busy and they hadn't had the time. But he was excited to teach her new techniques and make her into a fine JunkClan warrior. ~Bottleleg~"Don't be such a downer, Shatteredtail," Bottleleg mewed in a monotone voice to the tom as she realised how bitter and mildly upset he looked, "We're just hunting." She continued on. The two-leg place didn't smell great, in fact it smelled of grime and dirt and oil, but she didn't really mind. She much preferred it over the smell of the inside of a two-leg den, which was much too sweet for her liking. Plus, it was wild and all new to her, so she supposed the pros of the two-leg place and JunkClan life outweighed the cons of nasty smells.
~***~((Hey mimikk! It's good to see new faces here ! Can't wait to start rping with you, have fun decorating, wish that were me ^^!))
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Post by LightBringer on Nov 24, 2018 11:18:10 GMT -5
( mimikk I'm making characters so I can make one to be a crush for. Your character!)
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Post by LightBringer on Nov 24, 2018 11:30:58 GMT -5
Character name | (Twisted)Breeze
Gender | tom Age | 49 moons
Rank | loner (to be guard once he gets accepted into the clan)
Appearance | unusually large tom, looks like a lynx, well muscled and strong. his eyes are black, and he has tan markings around his eyes and nose. he has a large scar running down the left side of his face, and a torn right ear, from a dog fight
Personality | Social, but intimidating. very concerned with the clans well-being and safety. adventurous, and a tough mentor, but loyal and has a hidden soft side. History (optional) | rumor has it that he is descended from the group scourge led, long ago. was a loner before he came to the clan, his name being breeze when he first showed up. upon becoming a guard, he'll be called twistedbreeze, due to the scar on his face and his loner name. Kin (Optional, but encouraged. Ask members if your character can be related to their's if you would like!) | not kin, but he knows frostflame
Other | N/A
Username | AngelHeart
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Post by mimikk on Nov 24, 2018 12:25:02 GMT -5
{lightbringer: sounds great!!}
| Bellchime | She-cat | 39 moons | Warrior | Bellchime is a delicate she-cat with long legs and a thin body. She has short, slate-colored fur with patches of white on her face, belly, and paws. She has several small scars along her body, but she prides herself on her bright green eyes. | Bellchime is inquisitive...curious, if you will. And as the saying goes... Well, curiosity is what usually gets her in trouble. She has a tendency to wander into places she shouldn’t or talk to cats she should be chasing off. Still, she doesn’t mean any harm; she simply loves to learn and get to know other cats. Although she’s quick and stealthy as a warrior, perhaps in another life she was meant to be a medicine cat. | Bellchime was born as Bella, a kittypet. She never knew her parents, since she was given away to a twoleg while she was a young kit. Her twoleg lived in a tiny apartment, and though the two were close, he left her alone almost every night, going somewhere she didn’t know about. He always came back every morning, but one day...he didn’t. Bellchime waited for days, but he never returned. Strange twolegs came to the apartment, and before they could catch her, she escaped. Bellchime never found her twoleg, but she did find Junkclan. She is grateful for the freedom and protection a clan gives her, even if she wishes she could find her twoleg again someday. | No known kin | She got her name from her love of the sound of the bell at a bookshop near her old twoleg’s nest. | mimikk |
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