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Post by Featherwing on Aug 6, 2016 21:37:15 GMT -5
[ We've got our plan then! Shall we begin? We can start off with Sirius and Pollo, if you'd like? Since they were already together when they showed up. ]
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 6, 2016 21:56:29 GMT -5
"That... escalated quickly. I honestly didn't expect Storm to just take him out that way. Didn't think he had that much of a spine" Sirius murmured, ears flat against his skull as he stared at the scene. That was over quickly, he'd forgotten that Storm hadn't made it to his age with clean paws. "What do you think, Pollo? Besides, you know, the murder. You in?" The black cat turned to speak to the male on his left, his own fur still rippling. He was not particularly a fan of blood and well, that was brutal.
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Post by Maplestone360 on Aug 6, 2016 21:57:12 GMT -5
Nodding slowly, helf to herself, Larkspur began to understand why the important cat had taken the other tom's life. So there was some sense in his mew after all. Maybe she would consider going with these cats.. Although, having been looking the direction of the battered body was making her stomach lurch, so she turned her muzzle away. But, she would have to accept that this was life, and that they couldn't resolve. But they could make it better.
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Post by Featherwing on Aug 6, 2016 21:59:03 GMT -5
[ Maple, Larkspur can cut in and talk with Sirius and Pollo, if you want ]
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Post by Maplestone360 on Aug 6, 2016 22:03:38 GMT -5
(Sure!)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2016 22:17:32 GMT -5
{ here uwu }
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2016 23:00:04 GMT -5
{ eyyy i'm annoyed for not being online }
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Aug 6, 2016 23:35:05 GMT -5
[ @fally: Is it alright if Azalea and Dove are friends since they both live/used to live in Apple Avenue? ]
Ebon sat down to the right of Sirius, curling his tail around his paws. His attention moved away from his companions as he looked around to see who was all in the abandoned twoleg nest. There were more cats than he thought would be here to embark on the journey that was ahead. He blinked in surprise and took a soft breath, as he noticed that there were some house cats that were among the assembled. Times have been tough. Ebon's head snapped back towards Storm, once the tom began his speech. He nodded his head once the Storm finished. "No place is safe anything", he muttered to himself, thinking back a few weeks ago when he had a horrible stomach ache. He barely left his boat for a quarter moon. Ebon narrowed his eyes as he watched Jagged confront Storm and then watching the two toms fight. He let out a soft, almost inaudible growl and huffed once Jagged was dead. "No honor nowadays", he meowed with a scoff, he was disgusted with cats acted like that type of low class.
Blaze padded over towards Sirius, Pollo, and Ebon. The she-cat joined them on their way to the twoleg nest yet she slipped out once Jagged approached Storm, she had seen enough fighting in her final days in the city. She blinked at the sight of the dead cat on the floor. Blaze had seen blood before, although normally abandoned twoleg nest was a safe haven. She frowned at the body, looking at Storm with narrowed eyes. Yet she didn't dare ask. Every cat had been touchy since the disease started to spread. Storm was right about that, the city was not a safe place. Danger lurked around every corner, she always had to be on her guard whenever she was out by herself.
Dove padded towards the abandoned twoleg nest. She paused a few tree lengths away, taking in a deep breath of the fresh air. 'I can do this', she thought to herself with a determined glint in her eyes. She was not weak. She may be a house cat but she was not going to be weak, no matter what anyone thought. She had survived this long in her human home, she could do this. Dove felt a pang of guilty for leaving her human... with her abusive boyfriend but Dove needed to get out of there. She was not going to be target practice for the rest of her life. She deserved better. She hated the feel of fear every one time that male human stepped foot in her former home. Dove slipped into the nest, pausing at the amount of cats that were already there. Dove blinked and gave her chest a swift lick out of nervousness before stalking around the back. Dove froze as she spotted someone semi-familiar. "Azalea!", she called to Azalea as she hurried over towards the other housecat. She sat down next to the feline and gave her a small smile, "How are you?", she asked in a quiet voice as she looked at rogues and loners. Dove's gaze moved back towards Storm, recognizing that the tom was in charge once he started to speak. He seemed to capture everyone's attention, it was impressive. Her pelt prickled with unease once she saw the other tom approach Storm and she shifted on her haunches. She felt like the world seemed to slow as they fought and then as Storm killed Jagged. She could see why he was forced too, the other tom acted like a coward attacking once his opponent's back was turned. Dove closed her eyes for a brief moment and prayed that she was trading one nightmare in for another.
Ellis watched and observed his surrounding. (I really have no muse to write anyone. At least Ellis is here. xD)
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Post by Fallen Stars on Aug 6, 2016 23:55:05 GMT -5
[ I'm fine with that Blaze! They'll probably make good friends anyways. They're both spunky cats, but Dove seems to have the more level head and would probably be the one to keep Azalea chill sometimes lol Then you have Azalea who would be the one that has that more protective side and would look out for Dove seeing that she is really loyal to the ones she's close too~
Just realized Azalea is 16 moons and Dove is like 34 xD I think I should make her older... ovo" ]
Azalea & Dove - -
The she-cat was lost in thought at the moment, but then the sound of her name being called snapped her out of it. Ears perked, the chocolate tortoiseshell looked around until she spotted a familiar figure approaching her. "Ah, Dove. Thank goodness..." She sighed, relieved to see at least someone she recognized. She was actually a bit surprised to see her here. Then again, knowing her friend for quite a while, Azalea realized that of course she would be here. "I've been doing... alright. Things are just happening all so suddenly, it's crazy. How about you? How are you?" She asked, tilting her head to one side in concern. With everything that was going on, she would understand how she would take all this in.
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Post by Blaze ♡ on Aug 7, 2016 0:37:32 GMT -5
[ Great! c: My cats really need to start having connections within this roleplay. xD My muse is getting bored. I am honestly surprised how I am roleplaying Dove right now. Normally, she is a bit more rambunctious and confident, although I did roleplay her as an apprentice. Dove has become more level-headed as she matured with age. I will probably try to get her more true to personality once the journey starts, maybe she could feel suppress because of her abusive humans ~
eh -shrugs- they can still have a good relationship. Azalea is just a year and almost a half while Dove is almost three years old. It's not that bad of an age difference. cx ]
Dove and Azalea
Dove offered Azalea another friendly, and relieved smile as she took her attention off of Storm. Her stomach still felt like there were bees buzzing around inside, making her feel uneasy and nervous. That feeling would hopefully pass soon. "It is great to see you", she muttered to Azalea as she shifted towards her friend, her gaze flickering over the others. She didn't know anyone, or at least it felt like that. She felt out of place among them with her unmarked snow white fur and pale red collar. Dove focused her attention back on her friend and gave a small nod, "I understand... I can't believe we are doing this", she meowed in a hushed tone. She was too used to acting like everything was a secret. She had heard rumors of this journey and talked sparingly to a loner who mentioned that she should come here and listen to what was to be said. "I've been good", she meowed with a wary smile and gave a small shrug of her shoulders, "I have been sleeping underneath the porch lately", she admitted to Azalea. "My human's mate is unstable", she admitted with a slight wince, feeling her pelt prickle with the dark memories.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2016 0:46:24 GMT -5
{ bump -_- }
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2016 7:16:21 GMT -5
Giovanni turned to sheer excitement as the two cats fought, and could barely sit still when one we killed. Since Storm killed here, he could too! It wasn't like he planned on murder, but it meant a bit more freedom in his plans. Rabbit was in pure shock and fear. Was this the cat who would lead him? If Red was a crazy murderer and now Storm could murder too, he began to wonder if he could really trust anyone. He would be a bit more eager to watch if Giovanni was the murderer. Susanna was rather stoic about it, somewhat thankful such an idiotic cat was no more. Rosina was in shock and was hiding behind Susanna, not even sure of what she had seen. Chester watched Jagged fall to the ground, his paws shaking. He said nothing, but he wondered if he could really trust Storm.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2016 7:41:38 GMT -5
Alix watched in shock at the bloodshed. Alix was a pretty tough and stoic cat, but she didn't ever consider murder as entertainment or the right answer to anything. She just wanted to bury her head in someone's fur to block out the terror. She padded to a tom she knew. { nebulae or redheart, you can jump into this !! }
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2016 7:59:53 GMT -5
Giovanni turned to see Alix standing beside him. "That was terrific, wasn't it? Storm's a great fighter, I have to give him credit for that!" He wagged his tail in excitement, and the tail repeatedly slapped Rabbit over and over for not being so positive about the killing.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2016 8:09:38 GMT -5
Alix didn't know what to do and wasn't thinking straight, so she buried her head in Giovanni's fur, crying. She was upset about the fight, and she was angry at herself for ruining her tough girl reputation but she didn't care in that one moment.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2016 8:15:48 GMT -5
Giovanni, on the other hand, was too busy torturing Rabbit to notice her at first. Once he did notice, he was rather perplexed. "Why are you crying? It's just a murder. I've murdered before, so I think he's justified."
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Post by neb on Aug 7, 2016 8:26:36 GMT -5
{hey feather i will have to poof for a couple of days, as i have School tomorrow and i have to make up a weeks worth of homework. feel free to just use my characters if needed}
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2016 8:26:51 GMT -5
"You've murdered before?!" She pulled away suddenly, angry both at Giovanni and the fact that she felt a twinge of disappointment when she drew away from Giovanni's warm pelt. She couldn't take it, at this point. The pretty she-cat had tears streaming down her normally lovely and smirking face.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2016 8:27:35 GMT -5
{hey feather i will have to poof for a couple of days, as i have School tomorrow and i have to make up a weeks worth of homework. feel free to just use my characters if needed} { hey nebulae !! }
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Post by neb on Aug 7, 2016 8:31:01 GMT -5
{hey feather i will have to poof for a couple of days, as i have School tomorrow and i have to make up a weeks worth of homework. feel free to just use my characters if needed} { hey nebulae !! }{hey winter c: i cant talk, i just wanted to tell feather/ anyone else about the poof. Im in tje car driving to the airport so im using data. talk to you soon c: }
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2016 8:33:56 GMT -5
{ you can message me when you come back c: }
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2016 8:52:45 GMT -5
{ le bump }
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2016 9:01:07 GMT -5
{ sigh }
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2016 9:39:36 GMT -5
"What? Of course I have. It's essential to my survival," he said with a hint of enjoyment. Giovanni was lying- sometimes his murders weren't essential. "By now I've killed about six or so."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2016 11:52:47 GMT -5
Sky had thought about Shadow as Annie had told them about her, at the same time listening to Storm speak to the assembled crowd. She had nodded in agreement when Chester had said he would have liked to meet her, and she meant it. Now she knew why Storm's eyes had been so full of sadness when he had first spoken to her. She had noticed when he was speaking that he had choked slightly when he mentioned cats worried for their kittens, and the gentle youth's heart went out to him and Annie. She touched her tail to the younger she-cat's shoulder, her blue eyes wide with sympathy. The yellow fluff ball had seemed to deflate, and Sky now saw that there was a great sadness behind the kitten's cheerful exterior.
Sky had considered Storm's words carefully. She knew that the prey was going bad, but she hadn't known that the situation was THIS dire.. So, on the spot, she decided to go. She had nothing to stay for, after all..
Now, the she-cat's slender body was tense with shock as she now surveyed Storm standing over the younger rogue's body, his sides heaving slightly from the fight. She wasn't fond of violence and let out a choked gasp of horror as she watched the blood flowing from the dead rogue's wounds. Even though she had felt dislike for the brash young tom, she had had no idea that the fight would result in death. She wondered how Annie could stay so calm, but all she knew now was that Chester was shaking like a leaf beside her, his eyes reflecting her own horror at the fight. Without thinking, she pressed her pelt against his in a gesture of comfort. I know, it's terrible.. she said silently, wishing for all her heart that she could actually say the words, But Storm had to. He has Annie to care for, so he had to.. get rid of him... She looked up and met Storm's gaze, her sky-blue eyes asking a question.
...right?
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Post by xfogpathx on Aug 7, 2016 15:00:37 GMT -5
((Wow, this is a super complex rp. @__@ Im really impressed. Good job! Im thinking about joining but I wanted to let you know what I thought regardless.))
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Post by Deleted on Aug 7, 2016 15:05:51 GMT -5
Chester felt slightly comforted by Sky, but watching the blood spill out onto the floor made him recall memories he had wanted to keep buried in his mind. His mother's lifeblood leaking all over the dark Thunderpath as a large dove-gray monster whizzed by. The cries of his smaller sisters and brothers as they watched her tumble to he ground beneath the monster's black circular ever-rolling feet. Memories only quieted by the soothing voice of the animal control officers bottle-feeding him and his siblings and eventually taking them to the shelter. It was all too much for him, and right then and there he broke down. If this was what a wild cat did, did he really want to be one?
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