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Sunshade · Jun 3rd 2013

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A stranger was here on the territory today - an anti-clanner on pro-clan territory without the intention of a fight in his head. The brown tabby had been feeling restless today, the itch of his mind coming from that normally quiet damaged. Without knowing why, the herb found himself wandering towards the marshes of ShadowClan. He hadn't been here before, oddly, but he knew the way. But the itch in his mind wasn't satisfied; on the contrary, it seemed to be getting worse with every step. But that tug was undeniable.

So, feeling wary but otherwise halfway confident, the brown tabby continued his trek into the heart of the marsh. A small ways behind him was the border, crossed without a glimpse of hesitation. He could feel the normally thoughtful subset whirling in his brain, poking and touching the core where the ability of memory manipulation resided. Shaking his triangular head, the brown tabby simply narrowed his gaze and tried to clamp down on what was happening.

Looking around, the herb continued to shuffle forward even though his level of caution increased with every step.
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Candy88900 · Jun 3rd 2013

Skulls. They had come to the wrong place if they were looking for trouble because the general, Pictureperfect was on duty today and no one was screwing around with her. Ever since the tragic incident of r.pe that she had experienced, she had become more paranoid but also stricter with creatures from other clans. Who knew what dark intentions they could have? She wasn't about to take that risk and she was set on keeping herself and her clan as safe as possible with the current situation they were in with Thunderclan and all the r.pists running around.

The black and white feline emerged from the thicket of pine thicket, halting in front of the tom in order to prevent him from exploring any further into their territory. "State your name and business," she said formally to the brown tabby. Once she had been rather welcoming to any strangers but that had changed. She had more of a barrier of steel around strangers now, especially of the male species. The naive side had fled and been replaced. Pic had learned that Skull toms thought she cats to be lower than themselves and that didn't quite help her opinion on this one either as she studied him carefully with green orbs, waiting to see if he would try and make a move of any kind. If he did then the general was more then ready to fend him off. He would be in for a surprise if he thought her a docile little female.

Sunshade · Jun 3rd 2013

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Normally, the brown tabby would instantly shift to the damaged for a witty tongue - maybe then he'd smoothly say something about needing to see the medics of ShadowClan or something else nonthreatening. But, no, that strange itch blossomed into an explosion, white covering his vision for a microsecond; images flashed before his eyes, memories from a time long passed with this exact female by his side. Yet, with a blink, they were gone.

Forcing himself to refocus onto the reality, this real face. But he couldn't shake off the strange connection, and the compulsion to do something about it quickly overwhelmed the brown tabby. Retreating into his mind, the brown tabby tapped into the power at the center of his core - oh, he would sate the urge. His green eyes, the colour of deepest jealousy, rolled back into his head slightly before he drew the ability to the surface of his vision for use.

Buying a bit of time, the male answered, "I am Collateral Damage, sole herb of the Skulls, and here...." Locking his gaze with Pictureperfect's, he started the decent into her mind's memory cores. Play your memories before me, he mentally whispered to himself, and I shall change them.
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Candy88900 · Jun 3rd 2013

(Pic has telepathy so she'll fight him for a bit.)

"And why are you-" Pictureperfect cut herself off abruptly. She had seen the eyes of the tom roll back into his head, freaking her out a bit, but the real reason why she stopped was because a presence entered her mind. She had been trained by the former general, Irony, who was also her father to use her telepathy and that involved fending off mental attacks. Before she knew what was happening, the memories started to unravel but the general gritted her teeth, eyes narrowing in a steely determination. Get the hell out of there! she screeched telepathically, the words echoing in her mind as she hoped to blast them into Collateral Damage's mind to catch him off guard and stop him from doing whatever he was doing. She threw up a temporary barrier which was the best she could do at the moment, trying to block him out for now. Her thoughts were scattered and she was certainly confused. What did he want with her? If he wanted her body couldn't he just have attacked her? His unknown motives were making her even more wary as she frantically tried to pull some of the memories back into her and keep others from slipping through the cracks. This only caused Pic's barrier to continue losing its strength with each passing second as her paranoia kicked into action. She was a hot mess.

Sunshade · Jun 4th 2013

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Even though he flinched at the telepathic outburst, the herb refused to give up - she was his former lover and allowing her to win was not an option. Keeping up the mental pressure of tearing into her memories, Damage watched the images play within his mind as he absorbed the knowledge and flagged a few as important. Already starting to poke at some of them, the brown tabby tried to start the process - even though he hadn't done anything this elaborate before, the male instinctively knew how to inject himself into her memories instead of that... whomever he was. Jack, he growled to himself, but remained focused on the task at hand. I'll have her; she won't slip away from me again, was the mantra that spread throughout his mind, even though part of him knew this reason was irrational.

Noticing that the barrier was starting to lose what little strength it had, a slight grin curled its way on to his maw; he would be successful.
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Candy88900 · Jun 4th 2013

GET OUT! came another telepathic scream from Pictureperfect but Collateral Damage just kept ripping through the memories hungrily. Eventually she could hold the memories back no longer and her shield fell under the mental assault from the Skull Herb. Since the memories were no longer restrained by their owner, led on by Collateral Damage, they spewed from behind the fallen barrier like a bursting dam and hurtled towards Collateral Damage. None of her memories with Wildfire or any of her friends were being played with but Damage seemed keenly interested in the memories she had with Jackie, experimenting with them and messing around to a point where she just wanted to lash out at him and claw his ears off but he was already beginning to replace Jack with himself. Their first meeting, the face of Jack had already faded and there was Collateral Damage. Every other event from there on included not a trace of Trackerjacker. Instead, every one of them was filled with Collateral Damage and her body and mind were beginning to react. She was in love with Collateral Damage. She was expecting his kits. He would protect her; all was well.

Sunshade · Jun 4th 2013

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When the memory tampering was finished, completed, the brown tabby distanced himself from that pulsing core of his mind. After a few microseconds, the images had faded from his vision. His eyes now saw the world of reality once more, though he could feel the mental exhaustion tugging at the distant corners of his mind. But, no matter, he was used to braving through more reactive obstacles in his mind - mindless fatigue was so much easier to fight off than a panicked subset, after all. And those two entities were far from upset; the damaged was practically exploding with something akin to joy, though the damager seemed rather impassive about the whole thing.

Then, a rather strange sound exploded from the herb's throat; it took him a few moments to realize it was a purr of happiness, contentment. The rather unbalanced tomcat couldn't remember the last time he had made that sound, except for when he was but a small kitten and accompanied by his mother and favorite brother. In any case, the herb embraced this change of pace, and simply decided to go with it. After all, 'love' was one of those light emotions; if he could master the darker, surely the purest of them all would be no trouble?
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Candy88900 · Jun 4th 2013

(would you mind if I got Jack to be in here so the whole plot could start? xD)

Pictureperfect's mind was still adjusting to the changes and it took a few moments for her to catch up to those in the fast lane of reality. She stared ahead blankly for a couple seconds, the gears shifting in her brain before they stopped, their job done. Warmth and life flooded back into her green eyes as she noticed Collateral Damage, a purr rising in her throat to mimic his. "Hi, Damage," she murmured softly, leaning over to sweetly nuzzle him and rub up against his flank with her own body. Her belly was rounded with kittens already and the female was delighted that she would be able to raise her children with the love of her life, Damage. Trackerjacker was a stranger in her mind and it was like they had never met because every memory had booted him out of the picture and now Collateral Damage was front and center.

Monahan · Jun 5th 2013

He had detected two different scents, and he was already worried.

He could smell Pic, and what really worried him was the other scent; Skulls. He was racing through the marshes now, making his way toward the scene.

Please let her be all right.

No matter what else was going on, he just wanted Pictureperfect to be all right. He was regretting letting her go out on her own, especially since she was expecting kits now. The red cameo warrior skidded to a halt as he broke the shadows of the trees, spotting Pic and Collateral Damage. His lip curling back in a partial snarl, he lunged forward to stand between the General and the Herb. "Who are you, and what are you doing here?" he growled, his head low between his shoulders as he advanced toward the Skull tom.

Candy88900 · Jun 5th 2013

Picturepefect had been a state of europhia with her lover until another tom came bursting through the pine trees, snarling and growling at her mate. She was separated from Damage by the tom unti she straightened her spine, walking over to stand beside the tom who she thought to be her mate and father to her children. She held a position of power and she wasn't afraid to use it if things got violent. "Clan mate, please. I'm going to have to ask you to be civil to, Damage. He's only here to visit me," the general mewed respectfully. She didn't know his name so she simply addressed him as clan mate, her expression rather neutral as she watched Trackerjacker.

Sunshade · Jun 5th 2013

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Bristling at being separated from Pictureperfect, the herb glared menacingly at the intruder - especially once he recognized this ShadowClanner to be the one he had replaced in the general's memories. Forcing his outer presentation to be more civil once his supposed mate rejoined him by his side, the herb straightened up and glared at Trackerjacker with a calmer gaze, though no less angry.

"I am Collateral Damage," he answered the male with a slight huff, as though answering the red cameo was beneath him - which he considered to be the truth. Perhaps I should make him forget about Pictureperfect, he thought to himself, the dark impulse lighting up his mind like the most radiant sun. "Don't even think about standing between me and my mate again," he growled, holding back his claws as his green eyes flashed with the restrained power of memory manipulation.
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Monahan · Jun 5th 2013

Jack was initially confused as Pic addressed him as 'Clanmate'. What was going on? Why was she acting so strangely? He turned his bright green eyes to Collateral Damage then, narrowing them and stepping forward again. Trackerjacker froze, though, as the Skull herb spoke some bone-chilling words: "Don't even think about standing between me and my mate again." What the hell was that supposed to mean? The red cameo turned a panicked look to Pictureperfect before looking back at Damage, rage filling his eyes. "Your mate?" he roared, his hackles raising, his tail lashing.

Pictureperfect is my mate," he growled slowly, staring at Collateral Damage with absolute loathing. "Tell him, Pic."

Candy88900 · Jun 5th 2013

Why was this tom so upset when she didn't even know him? A crush on her would be one this but this tom was also claiming her as his mate. She wasn't his mate. She was only one persons mate and that was Collateral Damage. They had been mates for moons! For gods sake, she was expecting his kits! Confusion filled her green eyes as she shook her head towards Trackerjacker. He seemed enraged and that was never a good sign. "I'm sorry, sir," she murmured apologetically with a bow of her head to the unknown clan mate of hers. "I can't say that because to be blunt, I really have no idea who you are and the reason that you are calling me your mate. I've been with Damage for moons and I'm expecting his kits," explained the femme, once again with a apologetic tone, her tail curling instinctively to touch her belly protectively. She frowned, feeling sorry for the tom and his obvious confusion. There had to be a mix up or something.

Sunshade · Jun 5th 2013

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Part of Damage's mind couldn't understand why he was doing this bit of irrationality - probably from the damager he reasoned - but now that he had tampered with Pic's memories, there was no reason to go back. That itch was gone, and his mind felt lighter than it had been in so long. Really, life seemed to be much improved. Why not go with the damaged's idea?

Taking an aggressive step forward - truly feeling protective towards those kittens growing inside of her, even though he knew them to be Jack's on a logical level - the brown tabby snarled, "Now, please leave. You're making her nervous, and that makes me pissed."

Leave before you have a chance of ruining it, he thought to himself. The temptation to employ memory manipulation for the second time with such a short cool-down was much too great, and the brown tabby mulled it over and argued with himself over the possible benefits and cons.

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Monahan · Jun 5th 2013

[He can try if you want xD But yeah, he won't succeed :P Jack's gotta win back Pic's lurve <3]

Trackerjacker's mouth fell open in shock as the black and white female explained to him that Damage was her mate, and she was pregnant with Damage's kits. No. No, no, no. This was all wrong! "Pic, no!" he cried, his voice pleading. "I'm your mate! Those are my kits!" He then turned his fierce glare on Collateral Damage.

"What the hell did you do to her?"

Sunshade · Jun 5th 2013

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Picking up his front left paw only to slam it back onto the ground, the brown tabby glared at this fool - his mind was truly sinking into believing this own delusion he created, though, to be honest, he had the damaged and Pic's manipulated memories floating about in that brain of his - and snarled, "You come barging in, yowling off your head, and claim that I've done something?"

Finally deciding on using his power once more, the brown tabby locked gazes with Trackerjacker, bringing the image of one of the random female peasants of The Skull to his mind. He reasoned that he could do the same thing that he did with Pic, though he could feel the mental exhaustion lingering. Yet he told himself that he could do this, since it wasn't likely that Trackerjacker had telepathy as well.

With his resolve steeled, the herb poked and grasped the thrumming core of power within his mind. Bringing it to the center of his focus, the male tried to slip into the ShadowClanner's memories and replace Pic with that random peasant. But he didn't notice that the strength was lessened, weaker than before. He really should have known better than to try and do the same exhausting trick twice in a row.
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Monahan · Jun 5th 2013

Trackerjacker mentally kicked Damage in the face and screamed for him to get out of his mind because Mona's father was telling her to go to bed, so she was rushed.

Candy88900 · Jun 5th 2013

[jackie is killing me </3 gah I just want pic to burst out 'just kidding! I love you man. I have no clue who damage is though.' XD]

Pictureperfect couldn't help but wonder if Trackerjacker was delusional. He was her mate? He was the father to her kits? She didn't know why he was outright lying to her when she already knew the truth. She brushed up against Damage for comfort before saying softly,"I'm so sorry." As the male turned to address Damage in a way that was far from polite and civil, which she had been hoping for, she spoke up again. Her eyes were pleading this time as they turned on the red cameo. "He hasn't done anything to me!" she cried out in exasperation. Couldn't he understand that? "I love him and that's why I'm going to bear his children." Suddenly, Damage slammed his paw into the ground, making the fur on her neck shoot up with surprise. Well at least it hadn't turned out into a fight yet. There was a mental battle going on between the two and Pic had telepathy but she chose not to view Damage or Jack's mind, simply waiting with apologetic green eyes.

Sunshade · Jun 5th 2013

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Mentally stunned at the blow, the herb felt his power whirl insanely for a few seconds before fizzling and crumpling back to his mind with only a few sparks remaining - much like a burnt-out firework. Recoiling slightly as his mind was fully slammed back into his skull, the herb blinked rapidly, clearing out the rainbow-hued dots in his vision. So much for that idea, he thought to himself, gritting his teeth. But there's no way Pic will believe him over me, not now. Right?

Turning his gaze to the black and white female, Damage softened his facial features - so what if Jack was making a scene? The herb didn't think it was possible for the idiot to do anything at this point. Gently pressing his muzzle against hers, Damage meowed quietly, "Should we simply leave him and find someplace where we can be alone?"
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Monahan · Jun 5th 2013

"You're not taking her anywhere." The hiss came from the warrior as he lunged forward to stand in front of Damage. Behind the hate and anger in his eyes, he was truly terrified. What had happened to his beloved mate? What was he do to? She clearly was not believing him. How could he convince her that they'd been together for moons? Trackerjacker fought to make sure his fears did not become visible. He kept his eyes on Collateral Damage, thinking about how to approach this. "I don't know what you did to her," he mewed lowly, "But you're going to undo it, and give her back to me. Now."