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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2016 20:39:37 GMT -5
[ @ anybody who wants to rp ;; I posted my starters on the previous page. It's just my characters torturing each other c: ]
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Post by Sand on Aug 23, 2016 20:42:28 GMT -5
[ I think I died from Kevin's custom title
KEVIN DID TOO
KEVIN'S ALWAYS UP TO SOMETHING
AREN'T YOU, KEVIN?!?!
lawd, Owl, calm down]]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2016 20:44:49 GMT -5
[ //squints and puts on Dumbledore glasses//
what was that Owl
I can't quite read your font
could you make it any bigger ]
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Aug 23, 2016 20:46:13 GMT -5
[ I think I died from Kevin's custom title KEVIN DID TOO KEVIN'S ALWAYS UP TO SOMETHING AREN'T YOU, KEVIN?!?! lawd, Owl, calm down]]
We all know that calm isn't a part of my arsenal
It's either
excited or nervous
and there is no inbetween
i'm like a small dog taking a drug called extra small dog |
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Aug 23, 2016 20:46:44 GMT -5
[ //squints and puts on Dumbledore glasses//
what was that Owl
I can't quite read your font
could you make it any bigger ] |
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Post by Sand on Aug 23, 2016 20:48:27 GMT -5
[ yo, Peri, I'll reply to one of your starters. Which baby of mine do you want? :> owl -- sure, that's true but that ain't mean you can't-- oh, wait it does mean you can't calm down. xDD
it's okay, my small dog<3 ]] |
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#A4ACE3
Невыносимая коммунизм
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"ι need тнoѕe old people тo wнιѕper мy naмe wнen тнey dιe"
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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Aug 23, 2016 20:52:24 GMT -5
Brackenhop & The Kev Gang
- Late Afternoon-ish
- Land of Dysfunctional Relationships
With the squabbling of sibling rivalries and the acerbic quips of onlooking parents sounding throughout the forest, one would think it was best to avoid encountering this apparent scene. Most would slink around it with tentative paws, and tightly held breaths, and if luck was on their side, they could easily slip around the situation. But unfortunately for Brackenhop, she had not a choice in the matter. Why? Because one of the cats there- a particular Snakepaw- was her apprentice, and her apprentice was just that: particular. If you were to describe the situation simply, you could say that their ideals just didn't exactly match.
"Oh, Vulturestep! Give her a break!"
With a singsong voice as fluid as a mountain stream, Brackenhop herself made her presence known in that quick moment. With her green gaze a flicking between the father and son, the tabby she-cat took a small moment to study the two. They really were nothing alike, as Snakepaw, her apprentice, was as rebellious and fickle as-- well, something that was rebellious and fickle. Vulturestep on the other paw was like the embodiment of a warrior's pride, all compacted into one muscled body. While Brackenhop was loyal to her clan, yes, she couldn't say she really related to either of them. Still, they made for a good chuckle every now and then.
"Actually, I'm sure Bitterflower here really would appreciate a break. Hey, if you're so eager to play nanny, I'm sure they can squeeze you through the nursery entrance with enough effort! Nanny Vulturestep!"
Her tone a roguish tease, the long-haired she-cat cast a quick glance in Bitterflower's direction; really, the mother had her sympathy. While she'd never actually raised kits of her own, she'd dealt with some pretty kittenish adults (plus her apprentice), and that was about as easy as wrangling a fox. She couldn't even imagine what it'd be like to raise actual ones, with all their fuzz and vomit.
Padding quietly over towards Snakepaw, the she-cat rather huffily pushed the father's rump away, and pulled her apprentice over to her with a paw hooked 'round the neck. "Your dad's pretty crazy, you know that? If he was my dad, I'd pull my fur out!"
{Kevinpaw and his verbally abusive father.}
-Man, I don't like his dad
-Oh well.
A low growl emitted from the back of his throat; eyes flickering with anger. Of course, Vulturestep knew he had no place in arguing with Brackenhop anyhow; considering it to be a waste of his time. Snakepaw let out a bated breath, unaware that his lungs had seized in the first place.
"Trust me, I've tried." Maroon lanterns flitted to the remnants of the twins, a disappointed sigh leaving his maw once he released they wouldn't be fighting for a long while. A grey tongue re-hydrated dry chops, his white tufted chest swelling with pride as his father's rugged physique disappeared back into the shadows. His renoun mischievous glint made its debut, a smirk not unlike his father's spreading across the tom's thin face.
"You want to go train? I would love to get away from camp for a little bit."
Bitterblossom gave the fellow warrior a kind smile, her ivories glinting in the conifer-filtered light. Yet her kits were a priority, and the golden tabby resumed her scolding.
{{I am still attempting to find a style I'm comfortable with}} |
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Aug 23, 2016 20:52:37 GMT -5
"I rather you not say the Lord's name in vain while also telling a racist joke, while also dropping the F bomb." - Something I legit just had to say to Sandclaw because she's dirty.
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Asexual
#A4ACE3
Невыносимая коммунизм
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"ι need тнoѕe old people тo wнιѕper мy naмe wнen тнey dιe"
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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Aug 23, 2016 20:53:09 GMT -5
Невыносимая коммунизм Forum Moderator ****** "Hi, I'm Rick Harrison, and this is my pawn shop. I work here with my old man and my son, 'Big Hoss.' Everything in here has a story and a price. One thing I've learned after 21 years—you never know what is gonna come through that door." YOU DID NOTALSO IF YOU WANTED SAND TO RP WITH YOU NOT ME I'M SORRY IGNORE THAT POST SAND JUST OVERLAP IT
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Post by Sand on Aug 23, 2016 20:53:47 GMT -5
[ i DIDN'T MEAN TO
DON'T LET OUT MY DARK SIDE-- I DONT HAVE COOKIES TO SUPPORT IT ]]
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Asexual
#A4ACE3
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"ι need тнoѕe old people тo wнιѕper мy naмe wнen тнey dιe"
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Post by Невыносимая коммунизм on Aug 23, 2016 20:53:47 GMT -5
[ I think I died from Kevin's custom title KEVIN DID TOO KEVIN'S ALWAYS UP TO SOMETHING AREN'T YOU, KEVIN?!?! lawd, Owl, calm down]] |
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Post by вlue вlood on Aug 23, 2016 20:59:05 GMT -5
Brightpaw {& Sleetpaw}
| afternoon, outside the elders' den of lies |
Following on from a busy previous day, Brightpaw was having what other cats might call a relaxing day - and what Brightpaw would consider an awfully boring day indeed. She felt idle - too still. She simply didn't do relaxation. What was the point?! Lazing around camp wasn't going to get her her warrior name! She had been assigned to the dawn patrol that morning - perhaps in some effort to curb her overenthusiastic energy - but it took little but a bite to eat and a short nap before she was all fired up again, and a fair amount of her afternoon had been, in her opinion, dire.
Now, she had her eyes glued on the sky. A big crow flew wide, sweeping circles over head, and Brightpaw went, without intention, from following it with her eyes, to following it with her paws, and next thing she knew, she was practically galloping circles around camp as she tried to keep up with her feathery opponent above her. Which was all very well, I mean, except for the fact that she was making herself dizzy and would probably start wearing a dip around the circumference of their camp with all her running about. And it was all very well, until, with her head still craning upwards, she only spotted Sleetpaw outside of the elders' den with half a heartbeat to spare.
To Brightpaw's credit, she did try to put the brakes on. And then she tried to jump over the smaller apprentice instead. The result? Something that involved elements of both crashing and flying and skidding, and dusty fur.
"Oof! ...Oops!" the ginger-and-white furred she-cat mewed, at least having the sense to look apologetic and embarrassed - for a moment, anyway. "Hi, Sleetpaw! I didn't see you there! What's going on?" Head cocked to one side, her expression was almost comically quizzical; ears twitching, paws fidgeting, eyes wide and innocent. |
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Aug 23, 2016 21:02:10 GMT -5
Styles are so rough sometimes-- I feel ya. *-*; It's the drawing art style that I really struggle with. Consistency? Just like 'calm', that does word not exist in Nervous Owl's dictionary.
I'll respond in like eight hours.
& Excuse me, no--
Mod Kevin doesn't get "banned"
Mod Kevin gets politely fired and goes out with a sassy hair flip tossed in.
sAND'S DIRTY SECRET IS EXPOSED.
SHE HAS THE MOUTH OF A SAILOR AND MAKES RELIGIOUS WEEB JOKES.
SANDCLAW IS DIRTY the joke returns
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Post by Sand on Aug 23, 2016 21:02:38 GMT -5
[ if you get banned, I'm gonna laugh so hard
but i know it wont happen so that's saddening (kidding)) ]]
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Post by Fallen Stars on Aug 23, 2016 21:05:35 GMT -5
[[ I can't take you guys any more, you're all too much. I love this Clan so much omg xD
Gylfie, can I just roleplay my cats even though I didn't finish their forms? I just can't find the effort to finish forms right now lol And I'm trying to find the muse to respond also
I don't even know where to begin... I feel like so much has happened right now rip ]] |
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Aug 23, 2016 21:07:52 GMT -5
[[ I can't take you guys any more, you're all too much. I love this Clan so much omg xD
Gylfie, can I just roleplay my cats even though I didn't finish their forms? I just can't find the effort to finish forms right now lol And I'm trying to find the muse to respond also
I don't even know where to begin... I feel like so much has happened right now rip ]] We're too much? Or do you just not have the ENDURANCE?
Sure thing! <3 Take all the time you need to finish them-- I feel ya. xD
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Post by 𝒇𝒂 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒏 on Aug 23, 2016 21:10:40 GMT -5
{ reading through y'alls posts is like looking at the aftermath of a trainwreck with a pair of soup cans as binoculars.
in short, I have no idea what is happening or how it happened } |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2016 21:10:55 GMT -5
[ @ sand ;; surprise me! I'm sure all of your kitties are fantastic uwu
I'm so glad I joined this clan
I've found my people ]
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Post by вlue вlood on Aug 23, 2016 21:11:53 GMT -5
like looking at the aftermath of a trainwreck with a pair of soup cans as binoculars.
best analogy ever |
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Aug 23, 2016 21:12:11 GMT -5
{ reading through y'alls posts is like looking at the aftermath of a trainwreck with a pair of soup cans as binoculars.
in short, I have no idea what is happening or how it happened } This is how I go through life. And I'm the train conductor.
And I am so slow that I'm only just now getting to your post.
I legit feel genuine guilt right now. |
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Aug 23, 2016 21:14:05 GMT -5
like looking at the aftermath of a trainwreck with a pair of soup cans as binoculars.
best analogy ever It is being added to the front. |
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Post by 𝒇𝒂 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒏 on Aug 23, 2016 21:14:23 GMT -5
{ thanks Blue. I feel like it's analogy I'll be referring back to a lot with how this rp is going so far XD
don't worry about it fowl owl! take your time~ } |
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Post by Sand on Aug 23, 2016 21:15:54 GMT -5
[ I'm sorry for this trashy starter ]
Dustwind & Ebonysigh // Outside The Warriors' Den
"Oh, dear," Ebonysigh sighed dramatically, tail flicking briskly from side to side as she paced. "It's been all morning, and nobody has invited me along for a patrol yet. It's already after sunhigh!"
Dustwind sat nearby on a patch of sun-warmed grass, his long tabby tail curled neatly around his paws, a disapproving glint in his dark blue eyes as he watched the black she-cat pace. He flattened his ears in irritation. "Why don't you just invite yourself along? It's not that hard," he growled.
Ebonysigh whipped around and stared at him in disbelief, her blue-green eyes wide. "Oh, I could never do that! A good warrior is supposed to follow orders. Besides, I haven't the confidence to do that." She sighed. "It'd be much easier if someone just came up to me and told me what to do."
"A good warrior has confidence and isn't afraid to talk to cats in her own clan," Dustwind hissed. "Honestly, Ebonysigh, you're a fine swimmer, and consequently fantastic at catching fish. Have a little self-esteem." The dark brown warrior licked a forepaw and drew it lazily over one ear. He had been on patrol all morning, and was now content to have a break, even if it meant listening to his clanmate's constant complaining.
Ebonysigh sighed again. "But--"
"And, for Starclan's sake, stop that infernal sighing!" Dustwind snapped.
"Oh dear, I'm so sorry," Ebonysigh muttered, shaking her head slowly. "Everything I do annoys everyone. I am useless, I really am."
Dustwind groaned as she continued to pace. Hopefully somebody would come along and carry this ridiculous cat away from him.
Sleetpaw & Oliveclaw // Outside The Elders' Den
"And make sure you hurry back with that fresh bedding, little one!" Oliveclaw called raspily, a sly grin on his face. "Wouldn't want the Shadow Cats to catch you lollygagging with your other irresponsible apprentice friends." There was nothing he loved more than terrorizing apprentices into pampering him. After all, he was an elder who had fought countless battles for the clan. He deserved to be pampered. And the little brats needed to learn respect for their seniors.
"Y-yes, Oliveclaw, I-I'll hurry!" Sleetpaw squeaked, scurrying away as quickly as his fluffy legs could carry him. He was already bossed around enough as it was. He didn't need some pompous elder telling him what to do. If only he weren't so small and fluffy, then maybe more cats would respect him. In the meantime, he would have to keep an eye out for the scary Shadow Cats the elder had told him about. He knew Oliveclaw had a penchant for telling untrue stories to scare apprentices into doing whatever he wanted them to do, but still; you could never be too careful, especially when you were as little as he was.
Sootbriar & Ebonysigh & Dustwind / exiting warrior's den A lean figure cloaked in grey hobbled out of the warrior's den, fur unkempt and scraggly. Jaws stretching out into a yawn, his ears suddenly pricked up at the sound of voices. One sounded annoyed whereas the other was tense, as if the cat was panicking. Green eyes falling upon a black she-cat, Sootbriar finally realized which clanmates of his were creating a ruckus outside of the warrior's den; Dustwind and Ebonysigh. A mrrow of laughter bubbled in the tom's throat before he approached the duo, gaze lit up with amusement. "Well, well, well.. What do we have here?" he asked teasingly, letting out a last mrrow before flicking his tail over Ebonysigh's ear. "You two look bored. What are you waiting for? The lake to dry out? I don't think it'll be happening any time soon."Of course he hadn't heard most of their conversation, so the only way he'd be able to force his way in on the two warriors was to joke around, lighten the mood. His pelt prickled with amusement as he lifted a paw to one of his ears before grooming it swiftly. |
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Aug 23, 2016 21:17:41 GMT -5
{ thanks Blue. I feel like it's analogy I'll be referring back to a lot with how this rp is going so far XD
don't worry about it fowl owl! take your time~ }
And that joke is only clever if you know that spam is the state food of hawaii.
again with the race cards I CERTAINLY AM. xD |
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Post by вlue вlood on Aug 23, 2016 21:19:21 GMT -5
{ thanks Blue. I feel like it's analogy I'll be referring back to a lot with how this rp is going so far XD
don't worry about it fowl owl! take your time~ }
And that joke is only clever if you know that spam is the state food of hawaii.
again with the race cards I CERTAINLY AM. xDwho the heck needs a state food??
wHAT IS AMERICA
like isn't one enough for the country stop being greedy
AND WHY WOULD YOU CHOOSE SPAM |
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Post by ⁻ ⁻ ☾ ᵇˡᵘᵉ ᵐᵒᵒᶰ on Aug 23, 2016 21:19:25 GMT -5
I'll post a reply soon, I just can't seem to get any muse at the moment nwn I'm stuffed from dinner, and now i'm a bit sleepy xDD ]
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Post by ᴏᴡʟ on Aug 23, 2016 21:19:40 GMT -5
isn't this from the one drug scene in aristocats |
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Post by Sand on Aug 23, 2016 21:20:31 GMT -5
Should we just make a chat page or something? xD Because really, there's more spam in this clan than there is in hawaii.
And that joke is only clever if you know that spam is the state food of hawaii.
again with the race cards I CERTAINLY AM. xD who the heck needs a state food??
wHAT IS AMERICA [ -plants American flag down into the soil- 'MERICA! ] |
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Post by 𝒇𝒂 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒏 on Aug 23, 2016 21:20:52 GMT -5
{ a chat page might be for the best
and spam is super gross } |
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Post by Sand on Aug 23, 2016 21:22:19 GMT -5
[ I definitely feel like we need one or else this place will get to 20+ pages in less than 24 hours xD ]
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