OUT THE BACK DOOR [ O - truth or dare? ] GODDAMN BUT I LOVE HER ANYWAY

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    [size=1]hollywood infected your brain
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    "Does anyone, like, wanna play truth or dare or something?"


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][font=times][size=9pt]Truth or dare - - Ah yes, she would play. In fact just the mention of the game managed to ignite a flash of. . . Something. A picture of a cat that wasn't her, and a flame red tabby who she couldn't name, moving together in a way that was - Well, foreign to her. A frown would make it's way onto her face and she wondered why it was that gross thing she thought of? Anyway, she was up for the game, as once more this phrase managed to bring to her an uncharacteristic feeling of confidence. "I will, as long as kits can play."



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    [size=8][color=black]adriana faber found that her coyote body had the thickest warmest fur, especially with the cold brisk wind blowing around her. a fair amount of the snow had melted, so she only had her purple scarf on, trotting around. "i'm leaving, unless more older cats show up." she bluntly pointed out, snuffling as she raised a shoulder to rearrange her scarf.

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    Oh lord. These games usually meant trouble.
    But trouble was his middle name - well not really.. he didn't have one, regrettably. In complete silence, the red squirrel would meander over to the group, curiosity gleaming in his beaded oculars as he did so, taking a delicate seat next to Adriana. "Eh, I'm game." The second tier would reply, mulling over the different challenges that might take place. It would be interesting to find out how far he would react to some of the situations but in the end he had absolutely no interest in kissing. It was a little immature though he tried not to judge, but he was loved his girlfriend and would in no way purposely place himself in a situation such as that unless he was given the choice of no.



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    Woah- what was this game? She knew what truth meant. It was to be honest and sincere. But what was a dare? The medic assistant slowly seated herself, unsure of what to do. She wrapped the cloak Altair had given her tightly around her body for warmth as a short shudder passed through her spine.

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    "Great. I'm Hollypaw," the green eyed doll introduced herself, smiling smugly at the small group. "let's wait for some more bloodies to join." 'Bloodies' happened to be her nickname for the members of BloodClan. It was quite fitting, really.
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    Donate freshkill please!

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][font=times][size=9pt]Quickly the young feline moved to take a seat beside Monique, somebody who was thankfully her age - Though a bit older, but that didn't matter. Both of them were kids. "Be super careful of that one I don't think she wants kits playing anyway I'm Caffeinekit." And of course she neglected to mention who 'that one' was, the entire run on sentence coming out quickly and a bit frantically.

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    ❝ DESDEMONA LACAZZ ❞
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    The bored feline simply sat among the circle. Why not have some fun, eh?

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    ✒ Hopelesskit Diagro
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    ✒ First Tier Kitten
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    The innocent child padded forward, her blue eyes wide. "I wanna play games. Fun games!" Bambi was asleep so she left him at home. Hopefully he would be okay.
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    Oh, look, a Diagro. He was a Diagro too. They could be Diagro buddies or something even though he didn't know her personally. He just... knew. Knew she was a Diagro. Knew he was a Diagro. Knew they were now automatically Diagro buddies. There was a shitload of Diagro in those few sentences. And there it was again. Maybe we should stop now.




    Diagro.




    Invictus approached slowly, coming to a halt beside Hopelesskit and taking a silent seat beside her. The young snow leopard offered no personal greeting but rather nodded to all, not bothering to introduce himself at that moment in time as it never occurred to him that maybe that was the correct thing to do.
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    [[lmfaoo that last post, babylock c;


    A small smile would curve upon the second tier's face as more approached in interest of joining the game. He would offer a friendly flick of his tail to Desdemona before moving over to join her by her side, copper oculars then flicking once more to politely rest on Hollypaw. "Are we ready to begin?" The squirrel would inquire, sitting back as he did so.



    #vultbellator

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    [size=7pt]"Mm, I'll take a crack at it," Ferdinand rumbled as he approached, hesitant at first but would sit himself down comfortably alongside the growing group. The last time he played this game was when he was a human with Projunda, and was about to knock her up when she just had to say that she liked Rus. He would have just kept walking, too, for every time he played it adult things were exchanged. But these were kids, so what harm would there be in there to just have a little fun?


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    "Sure," Violet meowed, padding towards the group. Games like this always meant trouble, but the serval needed some kind of excitement in her life, right? Sitting down beside Ferdinand, she would patiently look around, her tail flicking.

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    ◇ Mystogan Rayan-Erebus ◇ Serval ◇ 7 Moons◇ Male ◇ BloodClan ◇ Telepathy && The Sight && Super Senses && Invisibility ◇ Put name in darkblue when attacking ◇ Cripple (✔) ◇ Capture (✘) ◇
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    Maybe this wouldn't be the best idea for his Agoraphobia. In fact, this wasn't the beat idea for this reclusive character all together!
    But he was here anyway.
    In terms of trying to get known and active, Mystogan padded up on unsure serval paws, gold eye gleaming through the cloth on his face. Just showing up should let them know that he wanted to play. But just where was his half-witted twin, Jellal?

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    [align=center]partialhuman !
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    daughter of amazonrain [mc of radicalclan] xx [four fathers]


    bloodclan ll hard ll first tier ll femme ll invisibility, telepathy, ability to absorb spirits [2/9], multiple possessions [eagle, cat] ll no kill ll PM for capture permission


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    "Why the hell not? I'll play," Partialhuman said as she sat down with the rest of the group. It's not like it would kill her to be a little social now and then. The brown first tier looked at the members who had gathered, and recognized a few of them. She was never one to be at social events, but she knew quite a few of the members around her from her own times. For example, she once held game of [a much safer type)] russian roulette. That was pretty fun.




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    [Fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border:transparent; width:200px; height:auto; ][justify][color=black][font=times new roman][size=8]Jellal would appear with his brother, Mystogan. It was weird; he was always there when his brother needed or wanted him to be there. Trueth or Dare, that was the name of the game they were about to be playing? Hmm... he didn't knkw anything about the game, but he'd learn soon enough. "We'll play."
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