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| [fancypost bgcolor=#6B644B; border: 0px; height: 190px; width: 130px; margin-top: 2px; margin-left: -7px; background:url(http://www.sakevisual.com/yousei/char_naoki.jpg); background-position: center;][/fancypost] | [fancypost bgcolor=#6B644B; border: 0px; height: 40px; width: 355px; margin-top: 2px; Font-family: times new roman; font-size: 20pt; color: #C49D58; text-align:center; padding-top:8px; letter-spacing:-1px;text-shadow: 3px 3px 3px #3e3a2b;] Naoki Save yourself from everything that you have learned[/fancypost] |
[fancypost bgcolor=#6B644B; border: 0px;margin-top: 61px; margin-left: -383px;Font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; color: #C49D58; text-align:justify; padding-top:8px; overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 325px;text-shadow: 3px 3px 3px #3e3a2b;] It had been too long. As Naoki stumbled to the edge of the river and slumped down there, feeling the waves of sickness and fear washing over him, the black smoke tom instinctively felt that the time that had passed had been too long. He had thought he could handle it- the constant stream of memories, good and bad, running through his mind- but he had been wrong. Naoki needed Aki. His sister was more than just a sister- she was the one who kept him sane, the cat who used her telepathy and filtered out his thoughts and made sure that he couldn't focus solely on the negatives. But he had stopped her from doing it, wanting to try and care for himself, and now she was captured by DarkClan and unable to help him. And now Naoki's memories were beginning to overwhelm him, the negatives overruling the positives, as there were so many more of them. Having a 'perfect' memory was so much more than just being able to remember an event. He remembered how he had felt during the event. The accumulation of those memories decided how he felt, and at the moment, there were too many negative ones. It had been the funeral that had tipped him over the edge. Although it was such a small thing to him, really- he hadn't known any of the animals that had died, after all- the negative emotions of those around him, the sight of their grief and the sight of the bodies had turned his mind to other memories that had always been there, but which he had managed to ignore. Now, they were at the front of his mind, impossible to ignore. The tom couldn't help it. A hiss of pain and grief escaped him as the fleeting image of his adopted brother's dead body crossed his mind. He was locked inside his memories again, a prison he had only recently escaped. It wasn't as bad as before. But it was bad enough for Naoki to remain slumped on the ground, unable to think of anything else but those memories. [/fancypost] |
| [fancypost bgcolor=#6B644B; border: 0px;margin-top: -195px; margin-left: -7px;Font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; color: #C49D58; padding-top:8px; overflow: auto; width: 135px; height: 178px;text-shadow: 3px 3px 3px #3e3a2b;]Tags; RiverClan Warrior;; Shape-Shifting, Photographic Memory;; Average;; No Kill;; No Capture;; Attack in Yellow. #JiseiNaoki [/fancypost] |
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