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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 25, 2019 13:36:03 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> Hey zombie super sorry I was gone, I had lost my job and had o put my hobbies on hold.
☪ RP >>
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Jan 25, 2019 14:45:33 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> This clan hasn't been active for a while, you are welcome to join but i have no idea when zombie the owner is coming back.
☪ RP >>
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Post by ♥𝒵𝒪𝑀𝐵𝐼𝐸𝒢𝑅𝑅𝐿♥ on Feb 12, 2019 14:20:52 GMT -5
((Okay. So. I'm back. There was a lot of drama IRL that I had to deal with. But I'm back, with plans to be fairly active again. Sorry to have disappeared, it wont happen again. ))
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Post by ♥𝒵𝒪𝑀𝐵𝐼𝐸𝒢𝑅𝑅𝐿♥ on Feb 12, 2019 14:21:38 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> Hey zombie super sorry I was gone, I had lost my job and had o put my hobbies on hold.☪ RP >> I 1000% get it! ))
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Post by ♥𝒵𝒪𝑀𝐵𝐼𝐸𝒢𝑅𝑅𝐿♥ on Feb 12, 2019 18:41:15 GMT -5
Vixenstar looked over her clan, sickness had just taken a multitude of her warriors, and an expecting queen. Adderwind, her dear friend had lost both his mate, and his kits. His sister, and creekclan's medicine cat for the time being, had lost her mate, Creekclan's deputy, Rockheart. Soon, Vixenstar would have to appoint a new deputy. A difficult decision for the she-cat.
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Feb 12, 2019 18:51:58 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> heyyyy
☪ RP >>
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Post by ♥𝒵𝒪𝑀𝐵𝐼𝐸𝒢𝑅𝑅𝐿♥ on Feb 12, 2019 18:58:07 GMT -5
Milk! Oh how I've missed you! ))
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Feb 12, 2019 19:00:05 GMT -5
☪ Ooc >> i missed you too, i also miss my muse lol
☪ RP >>
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Post by ♥𝒵𝒪𝑀𝐵𝐼𝐸𝒢𝑅𝑅𝐿♥ on Feb 12, 2019 19:03:16 GMT -5
hahahahaa yesss You're using the same character I assume? ))
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 12, 2019 19:48:05 GMT -5
Can I change Hawkpool to a ticked fluffy she-cat?))
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Post by ♥𝒵𝒪𝑀𝐵𝐼𝐸𝒢𝑅𝑅𝐿♥ on Feb 12, 2019 19:55:00 GMT -5
Sure! If you just re-post your paragraph so its worded the way you want to, I'll change it )
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 12, 2019 20:08:20 GMT -5
Hawkpool // 64 moons Hawkpool is a fluffy, bulky brown ticked she-cat with white paws and green eyes. Her lighter brown fades to a color very like chocolate, and ranges from her head to her tail. Her head is so dark it looks almost black. Her paws and tail tip is white, and appears as a white dash on her chest. She is funny, as she has a good sense of humor, and it comes in handy for telling stories to kits. She loves gossiping, telling the senior warriors and the other elders about the juiciest gossip she's heard. She talks a lot, always telling stories and gossip, and small conversations. She is always complaining about ticks and fleas and how the apprentices never get the bigger bugs out of her fur. She likes going for walks around the forest that rings the camp. She likes watching the birds and catching a mouse every so often when she gets lucky. She ignores the fact that she is getting old and needs to rest and exercises in the mornings.--- UnsightlyHeretic831
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 12, 2019 20:09:54 GMT -5
(I have an RL image of her, instead of a layout)
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Post by ♥𝒵𝒪𝑀𝐵𝐼𝐸𝒢𝑅𝑅𝐿♥ on Feb 12, 2019 20:12:41 GMT -5
Feel free to post that, though I really do prefer a layout because of the uniformity. I'm a tad OCD ))
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Post by UnsightlyHeretic831 on Feb 12, 2019 20:24:54 GMT -5
(Yeah. You can write that under Hawkpool's form that the layout is unavailable, if you want)
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Post by Moonshade on Feb 12, 2019 20:32:45 GMT -5
(Hey! Here are my characters ) Bluewhisker // 42 // Warrior Bluewhisker is a large, long-haired, grayish-blue tom with a slightly lighter stomach. He has warm, inquisitive amber eyes that always seem to be analyzing his surroundings. He is known to have a relatively cool temper, though, if you get on his bad side he won't hesitate to call you out. Despite being a warrior, Bluewhisker highly prefers to take a more diplomatic approach, given it is a viable option. Because of this, he tends to be very headstrong and determined to get others to understand his reasoning or understand where others are coming from. Due to his more diplomatic approach, his fighting skills are not the best, though his large size tends to aide him in battles. --- Moonshade Sunspots // 36 // Warrior Sunspots is a lithe, pale ginger she-cat with darker golden dapples all over her pelt. She has round green eyes and small paws. Sunspots is a very lively and optimistic cat, always trying to find the good in things. She is a talented strategist and an avid fighter, but she has a tendency to second guess herself which can lead her to make simple mistakes if she gets too caught up in her doubts. --- Moonshade Snailpaw // 8 // Apprentice Snailpaw is an unusually small, cream-colored tom with golden eyes and a white chest, paws, and tail tip. Snailpaw is an extremely eager and curious cat, often getting himself into sticky situations and minor trouble. Due to his small size, he tends to focus on using his agility and endurance to gain the upper hand in fights. --- Moonshade
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Post by ♥𝒵𝒪𝑀𝐵𝐼𝐸𝒢𝑅𝑅𝐿♥ on Feb 12, 2019 20:53:11 GMT -5
I'll add your characters when you add the layouts- Just so I can do it all at once )
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Post by Moonshade on Feb 12, 2019 21:01:40 GMT -5
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Post by ♥𝒵𝒪𝑀𝐵𝐼𝐸𝒢𝑅𝑅𝐿♥ on Feb 12, 2019 21:10:38 GMT -5
Thankya Thankya! I'll get all your characters posted. Feel free to RP. )
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Post by Fuzzymask on Feb 12, 2019 21:34:36 GMT -5
(Heyo! I'm going to do the layouts in a second!)
Juniperfoot // 14 moons // Warrior Juniperfoot is a rather small tom with thick long mostly white fur with some ginger spots across his back and a ginger tail. green eyes. Juniperfoot is very kind but yet can be a bit of a spit fire.--- Fuzzymask (Coming soon to a theater near you!)
Roaringheart // 30 moons // warrior A very large deep gray long haired she-cat with a lighter gray mane of fur around her neck. Amber eyes. Roaringheart is a very loyal she-cat who will do anything to keep her family and clan safe. She can be very intense at times with her roaring voice.---Fuzzymask (Coming soon to a theater near you!)
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Post by Moonshade on Feb 12, 2019 21:37:23 GMT -5
Bluewhisker woke suddenly in a panic. He had been having a nightmare about the sickness that had recently swept through the camp, taking down clanmates like flies. Bluewhisker was one of the lucky ones. He was one of the first cats to get sick, but he was fortunate enough to recover relatively quickly. Feeling confined in the den, the large tom stretched and rose from his nest, shaking loose any bits of moss stuck to his pelt. As he emerged from the den, he took a deep breath of fresh air, the sound of the waterfall and birds chirping filing the air. Making his way down to the center of camp, he was suddenly aware of how large the clearing felt now that so many of his clanmates had passed.
Sunspots lay stretched out in a patch of sun near the small pond by the apprentice's den, watching dragonflies zoom back and forth over the surface of the water. Ever since her parents had passed away from the sickness, she tried her best to wait for Snailpaw to wake up every morning before getting some fresh-kill for herself. Snailpaw was her brother, though from a much more recent litter, thus they had never been too close. Now that they were the only direct family each other had any more, Sunspots wanted to make an effort to socialize with Snailpaw more.
Snailpaw slowly made his way out of the dirtplace and back into the main clearing of camp. He had woken up oddly early this morning and was unable to fall back asleep. The last moon had been especially rough on the clan, and the stress had started to have an effect on the young apprentice's sleep. As he groggily made his way through the center of camp he stopped to examine the fresh-kill pile, though it wasn't much of a pile. Just a few mice were all that remained. If he was old enough to leave camp on his own he'd go out and hunt, but he didn't want to risk getting in trouble with Vixenstar. The last time he left camp unknowingly he had spent a few sunrises taking care of the elders and bringing balls of water-soaked moss to the medicine cat den. Although he enjoyed the chit-chatting with the elders, he'd much rather spend his time training, especially now after so many warriors had fallen victim to the illness. CreekClan would need strong, properly trained warriors if they were to properly recover from their losses.
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Post by ♥𝒵𝒪𝑀𝐵𝐼𝐸𝒢𝑅𝑅𝐿♥ on Feb 12, 2019 21:37:42 GMT -5
Hey! Awesome ))
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Post by Fuzzymask on Feb 12, 2019 21:54:41 GMT -5
(I'm going to tweak Juniperfoots design!)
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Post by ♥𝒵𝒪𝑀𝐵𝐼𝐸𝒢𝑅𝑅𝐿♥ on Feb 12, 2019 22:08:26 GMT -5
Go for it! Also, you may see character copies ))
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Post by Fuzzymask on Feb 12, 2019 22:18:39 GMT -5
Juniperfoot Roaringheart
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Post by Fuzzymask on Feb 12, 2019 22:19:43 GMT -5
(Same )
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Post by ♥𝒵𝒪𝑀𝐵𝐼𝐸𝒢𝑅𝑅𝐿♥ on Feb 12, 2019 22:22:18 GMT -5
Thankya Thankya! I will post them up shortly! )
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Post by Fuzzymask on Feb 12, 2019 22:31:26 GMT -5
(Thank you! It was very difficult to make these on a phone lol)
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Post by ♥𝒵𝒪𝑀𝐵𝐼𝐸𝒢𝑅𝑅𝐿♥ on Feb 12, 2019 22:33:56 GMT -5
OH jeez! I'd imagine ))
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Post by Fuzzymask on Feb 12, 2019 22:51:42 GMT -5
(I'm going to send out a starter. Lol)
Juniperfoot sniffed the air, there was definitely a mouse near by. Juniperfoot opened his mouth to draw in the mouses warm earthy sent. Juniperfoot scanned his surroundings. Finally he spotted it, a small furry mouse chewing on a acorn. Juniperfoot crouched lower to the ground and stalked forward. His green eyes locked on the fluffy creature. Then with a mighty leap Juniperfoot flew through the air and landed on the mouse. With a quick bite the mouse was cat food.
Roaringheart sat just out side the warriors den, her bright amber eyes scanning the camp around her. It was a beautiful day, it was sunny and bright and the sun was warm. Roaringheart yawned and shuffled her paws. The warmth of the sun was putting the bulky she-cat to sleep.
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