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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 19, 2017 21:39:55 GMT -5
Alright, so this isn't exactly a fanClan, but it's still Warriors related. Anyways. I know I use Duncan an awful lot, but the truth still remains that he really doesn't have all that many friends. Nearly everyone he's ever gotten close to is dead, gone, or at least dead in his eyes by this point in the RapidClan canon, and though he doesn't exactly show it outwardly, he's more than a little bummed out about that. So I want to try to get my dumb boy some new acquaintances, at the very least. Dude gets teleported all over the place pretty frequently, so I'm down for whatever setting. There's not really a limit to how many people can join in, but I'm fine with 1 x 1 PM threads if you want to go that route. Plus, like nobody here really knows of my OC's, so if you want to find out a few things, now's your chance. Also, kinda looking for possible romantic interests for him? The thing is that I generally like to RP things out for a while to see if the characters are good for each other, though. And Duncan doesn't exactly get along with most people, so there's that. Also, his being poly and already having 2 partners [2 partners who have been awkward and somewhat emotionally neglectful towards people recently] could put a bit of a wrench in things in the future. If you want to know some basic info, I've got a slightly outdated ref of him here. Minor NSFW content warning, so don't click, kids. Slowly working on updating everything behind the scenes, but it's hard when every day, you struggle not to just delete everything you write and do it from scratch again: cloudclawz.deviantart.com/art/Flamethrower-eyes-and-a-jilted-smile-654883368 |
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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 20, 2017 17:17:34 GMT -5
Don't really like double-posting, but I'm still here. Anyone willing, or no? Gets boring and predictable endlessly bouncing your own characters off one another.
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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 20, 2017 18:30:08 GMT -5
And judging by the fact that you can practically hear the crickets chirping in response, I'm going to take a stab in the dark and say that no one cares. Not surprising, a lot of my RP-focused threads on the old forums died because of a lack of response.
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Post by Scartail48 on Jul 20, 2017 20:39:41 GMT -5
Hey, I'll join!  I've got a rogue named Ivy to rp with, but I've got more on the side if we need them. |
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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 20, 2017 20:41:39 GMT -5
Hey, I'll join! I've got a rogue named Ivy to rp with, but I've got more on the side if we need them. Cool cool. Got any specific ideas for a plot in mind, or should we just see where the characters take us? |
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Post by Scartail48 on Jul 20, 2017 20:48:43 GMT -5
I say see where the plot takes us. Maybe we could try setting them in a city for a change? We can do a forest or anything else though, if you want!
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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 20, 2017 20:50:43 GMT -5
I say see where the plot takes us. Maybe we could try setting them in a city for a change? We can do a forest or anything else though, if you want! Alrighty! I wouldn't mind the city. Would make for a nice change of scenery, usually all the RP's I have are set in woodland somewhere. |
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Post by Scartail48 on Jul 20, 2017 20:57:13 GMT -5
Yeah, I like rp's where you've got like really cool, new concepts. Fan land are fun, but. You know. X) Do you want to start, or should I?
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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 20, 2017 21:24:29 GMT -5
Yeah, I like rp's where you've got like really cool, new concepts. Fan land are fun, but. You know. X) Do you want to start, or should I? Would you mind starting? I usually get asked to start, and while I don't entirely mind, it gets old after a while. |
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Post by Scartail48 on Jul 20, 2017 21:52:48 GMT -5
(Sure! I might fall asleep soon, btw.)
- - Ivy
In a long alley, a light grey she-cat with faded white stripes was eating scraps she found in the trash. It tasted absolutely terrible, but it had been a while since she'd eaten, so she couldn't afford standards. Coming to the city was a terrible idea. Twolegs and dogs everywhere, not enough food, she thought as she gulped down the last of an old fish. But despite what she currently felt, she loved coming to the city. It was such a nice, nostalgic feeling from when she grew up with her family in the alleyways. The she-cat felt herself smile a little as she tossed the skeleton of her meal away.
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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 21, 2017 1:45:38 GMT -5
Taking a moment to consider things, he really wasn't sure why he'd come here in the first place. The last he'd checked, everyone had seemed to mysteriously vanish from under his nose. Avery, Halcyon, Vega...Even his damned sister, not that he'd ever cared for Plovertail in the first place. Another son of his was gone as well, and the thought of Levi's being dead made the old tom's stomach churn. Then again, it wasn't as if he had been deep into the city in a while. Perhaps there were still a few cats hanging out here and there; though, the scents were mostly stale. Even if most of what he currently smelled was rotting garbage. The faux tortoiseshell's sensitive nose wrinkled at the stench. Well, that was most certainly one part he wouldn't miss about having grown up on the streets. At least he wasn't still roaming the alleyways every day and night.
The feminine-looking tomcat paused briefly, his curled ears pricked. There was a clattering from up ahead as something bounced off a garbage can, and the strong smell of old fish lingered in the air like a heavy cloud. He had nothing better to do (well, nothing that didn't require other people to be willing), so, why not go check it out? The brown-and-black wildcat mix limped along at a reasonable pace in the direction of the scent; why hurry, after all?
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Post by Scartail48 on Jul 21, 2017 7:50:35 GMT -5
- - Ivy
At the sound of paw steps, Ivy felt mixed emotions. On one paw, it could be a cat to talk to, on the other paw, it could be one of those grumpy, territorial cars that always try to take her food. Then on another paw... It could be that fox-hearted, mousebrained raccoon again! she thought, her fur briefly bristling. She slowly crept out to the edge of the alleyway with her claws unsheathed only to see a limping tom cat. Oh. Not quite as dramatic.
"Hey," she greeted, lowering fur but keeping her claws out. She tried to straighten her stance to seem a little more intimidating. "Do you need something?"
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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 21, 2017 16:01:20 GMT -5
If anything, he just looked tired, staring her down with what was quite possibly the most unamused facial expression in existence. He noticed the claws first, and shifted so that his injured side wouldn't take the brunt of the attack if she decided to spring at him. Admittedly, he wouldn't exactly say no to a fight, but still. No doubt he was taller than her, but he definitely lacked in actual body mass.
Really, he needed a fair amount of things. He spoke then, deciding to keep things at least somewhat cryptic. "Depends on who you are, toots." This was punctuated with a yawn, showing a flash of misaligned teeth. "Honestly, though. Surprised to find actual living beings around here. Things've been pretty damn dead lately."
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Post by Scartail48 on Jul 21, 2017 16:41:47 GMT -5
- - Ivy
Ivy let out a stifled laugh, her tail flicking back and forth behind her. "Toots?" She tried to read his strange expression, but failed miserably. This cat seemed a little strange. The way he carried himself, the way he moved and looked... "My name is Ivy. And I'm just visiting. Checking up on this city. It's really taken a turn for the worse since I was last here." She shook her head, recalling the sentimental days of traveling with her friend, and earlier on when she grew up playing with her brothers. They would run and steal without end from the twolegs; they were quite the troublemakers.
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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 21, 2017 22:31:20 GMT -5
"Duncan," he began. "Still, shocking to find something around here that's still, well, breathing. Be it cat or otherwise. Humans've even been pretty quiet lately, except for a couple of the ones hanging around outside of this place. Weird, if y'ask me." The faux tortoiseshell muttered something under his breath. "Hmph, don't have to tell me twice. It's been like this for months now."
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Post by Scartail48 on Jul 22, 2017 21:06:40 GMT -5
(Sorry I completely missed this! I'll respond in a minute.)
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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 23, 2017 2:42:30 GMT -5
(Sorry I completely missed this! I'll respond in a minute.) [No prob, take your time. I'm not always online or able to respond to things myself haha] |
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Post by Scartail48 on Jul 23, 2017 8:52:51 GMT -5
(And 11 hours later, here I am! *does jazz hands*)
- - Ivy
"What do you think is wrong with them?" she inquired, curiously tilting her head and sheathing her claws. He didn't seem to dangerous. "When I was growing up here, this city was bursting with life. All kinds. Twolegs, cats. Now it just smells like trash." Ivy gestured to the piles of garbage she had been looking through for scraps with a grimace on her face. "How long have you been here?"
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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 23, 2017 17:41:20 GMT -5
"I have an idea or two," he said simply, and left it at that. She more than likely wasn't going to attack him at this point, so he sat down, still keeping his weight off of his bad side. Raising an oddly delicate forepaw, he scratched his ear and continued to speak. "Sad, ain't it? There used to be so much activity around here. Now there's just...nothing. Zip. Nada. Zilch." The trash bags were more of a sorry sight than anything, really. "Wasn't born here, if that's what you're asking. Similar place to here, but not here exactly. Dunno if it's still standing, it's been, what, over ten years by now?"
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Post by Scartail48 on Jul 23, 2017 23:48:24 GMT -5
- - Ivy
He's ten years old?! Ivy thought in surprise. She'd never known a rogue to be able to make it that long. "You been living alone out here all these moons? Ever traveled with anybody?" She closed her eyes for a moment, remembering the sweet old days of traveling with her dear apprentice friend Dove. When she had her kits, when she decided to return to the clan she came from. Ivy had visited her a couple of times, but that last visit had been moons ago, and there was a bit of bad blood between her and a couple clan cats for "stealing" their warrior. That wasn't what happened!
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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 24, 2017 15:13:31 GMT -5
At her next question, Duncan let out a snort. "Just because I'm outside stretching my legs doesn't mean I'm necessarily alone, y'know. All that means is that I was bored of seeing the same scenery all day, every day." He paused briefly in his speech to nibble at a long claw. "Since we're making assumptions, I'm presuming that you're alone?" There was a quiet sort of melancholy to him, mostly covered up by sarcasm and harsh words. "Traveled with quite a few people since I got shoved into this world, not that I particularly cared for the majority of them."
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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 24, 2017 17:40:23 GMT -5
[Wouldn't mind other people jumping in somewhere along the line, by the way. This isn't a closed thread.]
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Post by Scartail48 on Jul 25, 2017 9:15:12 GMT -5
(Sorry this is so late!! I have matching band camp lately! :/)
- - Ivy
With a small flick of her thin, grey tail in irritation, she nodded reluctantly. "Yeah, I'm alone. Sometimes. Sometimes I'm not," she answered wanting to save a little face. This cat seemed to be getting really sarcastic really fast, and Ivy felt her claws unsheathed only the slightest bit on instinct. Then when she noticed that last part he said, her ears perked up with curiousity. "Did you say other worlds? Like that Starclan foxdung the clans keep feeding me?"
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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 25, 2017 16:01:20 GMT -5
[Ahh, well. Hope you're having fun!]
"Aren't we all," he deadpanned, rolling his eyes. "And, sure. If you want to see it that way and only that way, I have no qualms. Really, though, was more than kind of a double entrende. But ehh." This was punctuated with a shrug of the shoulders. "For a cat with such a name, I'd at least have expected you to know of the Clans. So, can't say your remarks are very surprising. And." Drawing from a recent conversation with his daughter, he sighed and uttered a "If you think calling other people's beliefs trash is going to offend me, you're sorely mistaken. I never much cared for them, either. Being dead doesn't make you wise."
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Post by Scartail48 on Jul 26, 2017 23:10:07 GMT -5
(Thanks! I've never been so exhausted though, I'm dying. ;~;)
Ivy turned her head, looking down the alley. This cat was... Complicated. She was having a bit of trouble figuring him out at this point. "I'm not trying to offend you. I can see that's going to be-" she suddenly paused. "Did you say DEAD? Am I talking to ghost?" She felt her fur stand up a little, even though it wasn't out of anger. This was new. Did Starclan actually exist? Was she having one of those crazy vision-dream experiences that Dove sometimes talked about the medicine cats having?
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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 27, 2017 2:42:20 GMT -5
"What exactly did you expect? It's not like there's some group of random, living cats that get hand-picked by someone and go around calling themselves StarClan." And once again, he rolled his eyes. He had the sense that he was going to be doing this a lot throughout the duration of this conversation. Duncan thought about it for a moment. "And, considering my heart is currently beating and I can feel...certain things going on in the inner workings of this flesh prison currently, guess. Just guess." The faux tortoiseshell smirked wearily. "Theoretically, though, depends on your perspective. Not their doing, though. That's a whole different set of spirits, as much as I detest both equally."
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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 30, 2017 18:52:12 GMT -5
[Boop. Dog is barking for no reason again, which is weird.]
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Post by wadevvilson on Jul 31, 2017 13:25:20 GMT -5
[Boop. Dog is barking for no reason again, which is weird.] [Bumping this up again because it would be awkward to have this thread die and then no one would be able to respond to it because surprise, it's August now. It's the next month.] |
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Post by wadevvilson on Aug 6, 2017 23:55:47 GMT -5
[Boop. Dog is barking for no reason again, which is weird.] [Bumping this up again because it would be awkward to have this thread die and then no one would be able to respond to it because surprise, it's August now. It's the next month.] [Never mind, I guess it's only been a few days.] |
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I've got a rogue named Ivy to rp with, but I've got more on the side if we need them.