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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 5, 2017 14:49:26 GMT -5
(Well I mean not sell so much but I do have stuff listed lol.)
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 5, 2017 14:50:26 GMT -5
(I'm very crafty ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) I've debated trying to make some Warriors stuff seeing as there's like NO Warriors merchandise but I don't wanna get sued lol)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 5, 2017 15:03:52 GMT -5
(I can sew a few plushie and do watercolors but anything more and I'm out for the count. I'm to scared to be judged to do anything like sell my artwork.
Although, I did show my split heart to my roommate's friend and her friend got a tattoo of it!)
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 5, 2017 15:08:06 GMT -5
(That's awesome lol. I mostly do leatherworking. Mostly books/journals, though I've also done some armor for my LARP, a collar for my cat, and some other miscellaneous stuff. I really want to do blacksmithing, but leather is the next best thing... it's similar in function but less time-consuming, more practical for modern times, and doesn't require as much set up or space. I've managed to sell about 5 or 6 books but thus far only to people that I know.)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 5, 2017 18:01:50 GMT -5
(HOLY COW! That is so advanced!!)
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 6, 2017 7:50:22 GMT -5
(alright well Nightfeather just showed up and attacked the fox too. I can just continue on my own until you want to jump back in but SOME kind of response by either Slashpelt or Ravenstar could be helpful.)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 6, 2017 10:12:01 GMT -5
(Hang on! I'll have Ravenstar do something!
So, I thought I would have today free. But my manager just texted me. Now I am working extra hours this week. So I will really not be on till after 5 today. Sorry, everyone! Not much I can do.)
Ravenstar snarled and spun around. The black tom suddenly spotted Nightfeather rushing in. He yowled and dodged the fox's biting jaws. "Nightfeather! It's belly! Go for it's belly!" He shouted.
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 7, 2017 0:07:41 GMT -5
(Now...shall I tage everyone again to show off the new front page?)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 7, 2017 13:27:28 GMT -5
(XD I'm glad! I've done it for every RP I plan on releasing: SaltClan, DesignClan, Tribe of Hidden Fireflies, and Noctis Kingdom!
Also, I updated the credits too.)
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Post by Deleted on Feb 7, 2017 20:31:40 GMT -5
(AHHHH, SORRY I DIDN'T SEE IT, I DIDN'T GET ANY NOTIFICATIONS BEFORE THIS SO SORRY) |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 7, 2017 20:34:58 GMT -5
(ohgodohgod I feel really bad about that, augh! So, roleplay?
Also, cool layout.)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 7, 2017 21:07:10 GMT -5
(Thanks! Worked hard on it!
Sure! I have Fieldgrass back at camp.)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 7, 2017 22:06:49 GMT -5
(Storm and Tiny? I kind of see a crush budding from her. XD)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 7, 2017 22:10:34 GMT -5
(Idk. I think they were wrestling. XD
She likes him because he sees her potential even though she is small.)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 7, 2017 22:27:13 GMT -5
(I know! I really want to work with Nightkit! I tagged everyone yet... )
Tinypaw collapsed into laughter. The orange-and-white she-cat looked over at Stormpaw and shook her her. She got up with a smile and bounded over. "You've got moss and bramble leaves in your fur." She purred and reached up to grab a piece of moss from behind his ear.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 7, 2017 22:39:36 GMT -5
(Can you start? Because I'm not the best at it, hah.)
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Post by Wildfire* - 🦉 on Feb 7, 2017 23:29:57 GMT -5
(Sure, Wolf! Hi!)
Tinypaw squeaked as moss landed on her. She glared playfully at Stormpaw before she bounded out of the den. She knew that Blizzardwing was with his sister and the new kits. She couldn't wait for Ravenstar to make the announcement! Maybe, if she was lucky enough, she would be able to train one when she became a warrior. If I become a warrior on time, she grumbled lightly in her thoughts.
Fieldgrass shook off some moss as he came back from the medicine cats den. He had just dropped off Sweetpaw and the two kits they found. He sighed heavily before spotting Flickerflame. He waved his tail towards the other warrior in greeting. "Hello," he called out softly.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2017 3:09:55 GMT -5
☁︎ out of character ☁︎ yes ?
☁︎ roleplay ☁︎ |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2017 4:58:16 GMT -5
☁︎ out of character ☁︎ not right now ^^
☁︎ roleplay ☁︎ |
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 8, 2017 8:48:01 GMT -5
(yo I'm here. Sorry I didn't get on yesterday. I did see the front page, it looks great! I just didn't comment on anything yesterday because I was SUPER tired when I got home. I spent all day working as a groom at a horse ranch as a sort of "test." Waiting for a call from the boss lady today to see if I got that job  I'm absurdly sore today though, the most physical activity I usually do in a week besides walking to the fridge is my larp, which is only once a month, and even there I'm hella lazy. But I'm here for a couple hours today, probably kinda spotty until about 5 when I'll be gone for a few hours. Then I may or may not be back after that until sometime tomorrow. I'm driving three hours to my friend's house tonight because we're going to Virginia this weekend to go to a different chapter of our apocalypse larp.)
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Post by Aphelyon on Feb 8, 2017 9:13:56 GMT -5
Nightfeather nodded as he heard Ravenstar shout, waiting for the opportune moment to release his grip on the fox. He made as though to slide down on its right, and as the fox turned to try to grab him out of the air, he dug in his claws again and pulled himself over its back to drop to the ground on the fox's left. He rolled, raking all four sets of claws across its belly. As it turned to try to snap at him again, looking overwhelmed by the quick-moving cat, he finished his roll on his paws on the fox's right. The fox let out a frustrated growl, mixed with a whimper of pain from its wounds, and lunged forward to snap at the black cat as he hopped away, narrowly missing his tail.
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The two unnamed kits followed Fieldgrass (and Sweetpaw? Is she still here?) into camp, the tom walking in front- so that she could see him- with his tail across his sister's shoulders so that he could feel where she was. Both kits' senses were overwhelmed as they entered the clearing: he by the loud and many sounds of the camp, she by the sight of so many cats in one place, and both by the overpowering scent of so many unfamiliar felines. They huddled closer together, still following Fieldgrass (and Sweetpaw?)- the only semi-familiar cat(s) in the place- as they were led.... they didn't know where.
Frostflower was basking outside the elders' den, enjoying the fact that today was a bit warmer than it had been for a while. She sat up as she saw the warrior (and apprentice?) enter with two unfamiliar kits, angling her ears forward and tilting her head in curiosity. They smelled like forest- rogues? They certainly weren't kittypets, not with that scent, and not as skinny as they were. They didn't appear to be starving, but they were certainly thinner than they should be at their age. The white she-cat watched as the kits were led towards the medicine den, wondering if she should go greet them or if she should wait.
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I'm absurdly sore today though, the most physical activity I usually do in a week besides walking to the fridge is my larp, which is only once a month, and even there I'm hella lazy. But I'm here for a couple hours today, probably kinda spotty until about 5 when I'll be gone for a few hours. Then I may or may not be back after that until sometime tomorrow. I'm driving three hours to my friend's house tonight because we're going to Virginia this weekend to go to a different chapter of our apocalypse larp.)