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    Tag #Myacomehither - Semi-advanced/advanced role-player. - CS Gallery


    | I know, but because my curiosity is strong, I looked them up and it says they might actually exist. It's either that they exist or it's a genetic mutation.


    Essencepaw lifted face up, grooming her forelegs. It didn't take long before she stopped, grimacing at the feeling of the scars. She didn't want them on her legs because they didn't kill her like she wanted, but she decided to keep them there for motivation.


    | By the way, I'm just typing random role-play parts so I'm not making just OOC posts.


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    OOC: Sorry I left for a bit XD The Internet was being dumb. And I do know they can't exist, as it wasn't made for different species to mate, its offspring would probably die. I'm pretty sure there isn't any co-existing unless, like you stated, they were genetically mutated. (It was a small joke though, not like she is actually part squirrel >w<)


    IC: Autumnshine's ears perked. She stood up and padded to the tree, peaking over. "Beartoes?" She called, seeing as it was seemingly getting darker, she started to get worried if they would get back to camp. She knew the forest well, but she wasn't one to walk around in the woods at night, unless she was out to clear her mind.

    ooc: Hahaha I keep thinking it's something like the Tree Octopus site xD


    ic: Beartoes was sitting right by that tree, swishing his fluffy tail and watching the fading sunset. He purred a wordless purr and turned over to look at Autumnshine. "Where is camp?",he meowed politely. The tom didn't mind to be yet another day away from camp, nights are special... he could spot the sound of crickets and have a quick lunch out of them. He might not have a good eye sight but his ears where another thing. He stood and placed his tail on top of the brown she-cat so she could lead the way... and prevent him from smacking his nose against a tree.


    ooc: Yeah... internet can be like that...

    Autumnshine tensed, but relaxed a bit at the contact. She wasn't one for contact and he had been doing that a lot today. She nodded and sniffed the air, her ears twitching. She looked around and started to pad the way to camp. It was far from where she found Beartoes, and she feared they might have to wait till dawn to get back to camp.


    OOC: ....woah.... and yeah, dumb Internet >^<


    Tag #Myacomehither - Semi-advanced/advanced role-player. - CS Gallery


    | Yeah, I know, but sometimes jokes can actually have a real meaning behind them. .3.


    Essencepaw unsheathed her claws and studied them, imaging blood being on them. First, it was Nightclaw's blood that appeared on her claws; as well as some blood that showed images of Nightclaw, her evil brothers, and her adopted mother. Then, it was Lostpaw's wounds' blood. Some of Mousepaw's blood appeared, too. Wait, no; just blood that Mousepaw's image was in. Then it was her own blood. This made her heart drop into her stomach, which made her silently gag. She had killed a cat whom had killed many other cats. She had drawn blood from her littermates at least once. She clawed Lostpaw's face... Or, it was some apprentice's; hard to keep track anymore. She also drew blood from herself, yet it didn't feel like she was slicing her forelegs. It was like she was clawing someone else's. 'Am I a monster?' she thought, its tone sounding of confusion rather than depression. Then, her reflection showed in her claws, which showed a scarred and bloody face. 'Have I drawn more blood from others than I realised?' She shook her head, sheathing her claws and staring at all of the scars marked on her pelt and legs. [size=5pt]Kind of when that line from Rugrats Theory, "Am I a princess? Or a psychopath?" comes in. Yes, I am deadly aware that the Rugrats Theory has a completely different meaning behind it, yet it still matches Essencepaw in certain ways.[/size]


    | Just posting long paragraphs so I don't lose my muse.


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    Beartoes waited for her to guide them back safety, in the mean time his brain shut down and he admired the beauty of the night. His paws weren't as careful to it and he kept hitting them on loose rocks and jamming them on unseen gopher[?] holes. In those episodes he looked calmly at the ground and licked his paw before going on ahead. Once the first sparkle of starlight shown across Silverpelt he leveled his gaze to the ground, his pelt bristling ever so slightly.

    OOC: Yes, I know creepypasta and The Rugrats Theory(Song and the thing itself) Is very interesting. It does bring up questions, and even fits with the story. I never watched the show much, but I got a grasp of what it was about. The song does fit Essencepaw in ways, so good choice v-v


    IC: Autumnshine looked back at Beartoes whenever she would feel him hit the rocks by accident. She kept her eyes forward, getting a little more worried and nervous. "Beartoes, you were actually quite a ways off from camp, and unless you want another day out here, we should quicken our pace," She said and stopped walking to look at Beartoes.

    "Sorry",he meowed softly, trying now to keep his eyes on the ground so he wouldn't trip. Beartoes kept close to Autumnshine's side so he wouldn't get sidetracked and lost again. His mind however was fighting off other thoughts as well. This night he was reminded of the Clan superstitions and how they ruined the view of the stars and brought an ill mood to his heart. The last few nights had been pleasant, he had forgotten of the clan and along with it, their myths. With this in the back of his mind he just wanted to get to a warm den and sleep it off.

    Autumnshine looked around, guilt slightly tugging at her. She knew he liked the night, so did she, but she wanted to get him back to camp. He had spent awhile in the make-shift den and she wondered if he even wanted to be back at camp. With a sigh, she hurried along with Beartoes. Getting closer to camp with every step.

    Myaluv wrote:


    Tag #Myacomehither - Semi-advanced/advanced role-player. - CS Gallery


    Essencepaw was training with Autumnshine (been finished) - Bluepaw joined them - Essencepaw decided to stay out of camp because she can't handle being in it now - Beartoes and Autumnshine are talking about something (something to do with how fluffy Autumnshine's tail is) - Essencepaw went back to camp and is hiding in the shadows - Essencepaw's questioning if she's a monster or not - Oakpaw has rabies, but the medicine cat won't tell him that he won't live; Essencepaw kind of senses that something bad will happen, anyway - Bluepaw stopped her from cutting once again, but Essencepaw will still cut in the future - Other things I can't really think of ATM.


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    ...Welcome to my paradise, that's slowly crumbling away.
    Now I've chosen to open my eyes, will you go away?
    It's getting hard to breathe, my tears choke me to death.
    Maybe I should have never been brought to this Earth at all.
    Dying, dying, dying, dying, dying, dying.
    Never brought here at all.
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    You tell me it's okay and to suck it up because I'm hogging the attention.
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    IC: Essencepaw sighed, shaking her head and just staring into nothingness now.
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    But I can never actually be "okay", and I'm not purposely hogging the attention.
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    Welcome to my broken heart, according to a little girl.
    Will this nightmare ever end? Will I be set free?
    This pain is eating me alive.
    It's so hard to admit, but there's no point in talking at all if no one hears me.
    Screaming, crying, hurting, dying, suffering, wishing I could just rewind it.
    Backwards, backwards, backwards, backwards, backwards...
    Song - Rugrat's Theory. (not the full song; English translation)
    #Myacomehither

    Mousepaw trudged back to camp, her paws soaked from the dew. A raven hung in her jaws. The funny thing was, she never ate mice. She thought it was cannibalistic. In a way, she considered herself the opposite of a mouse- bold and aggressive.

    [img width=510 height=340]http://www.chickensmoothie.com…ormat=auto&rev=1406567199[/img]
    ...Welcome to my paradise, that's slowly crumbling away.
    Now I've chosen to open my eyes, will you go away?
    It's getting hard to breathe, my tears choke me to death.
    Maybe I should have never been brought to this Earth at all.
    Dying, dying, dying, dying, dying, dying.
    Never brought here at all.
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    You tell me it's okay and to suck it up because I'm hogging the attention.
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    OOC: lol. First it was the squirrel-cat and now it's the mouse-cat. xD


    IC: Essencepaw still stared into nothingness, getting lost in thoughts about her debate on if she's psycho.
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    But I can never actually be "okay", and I'm not purposely hogging the attention.
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    Welcome to my broken heart, according to a little girl.
    Will this nightmare ever end? Will I be set free?
    This pain is eating me alive.
    It's so hard to admit, but there's no point in talking at all if no one hears me.
    Screaming, crying, hurting, dying, suffering, wishing I could just rewind it.
    Backwards, backwards, backwards, backwards, backwards...
    Song - Rugrat's Theory. (not the full song; English translation)
    #Myacomehither

    Lol .3.


    Mousepaw dragged the raven to her special rock. She lay down, gnawing on the stringy meat thoughtfully, gazing into the shadows of camp, when suddenly she noticed the faint outline of a cat. She scowled inwardly, her whiskers twitching. Essencepaw.

    [img width=510 height=340]http://www.chickensmoothie.com…ormat=auto&rev=1406567199[/img]
    ...Welcome to my paradise, that's slowly crumbling away.
    Now I've chosen to open my eyes, will you go away?
    It's getting hard to breathe, my tears choke me to death.
    Maybe I should have never been brought to this Earth at all.
    Dying, dying, dying, dying, dying, dying.
    Never brought here at all.
    ----------------------------------------------------------------------
    You tell me it's okay and to suck it up because I'm hogging the attention.
    ----------------------------------------------------------------------
    OOC: Text here.


    IC: Essencepaw grit her teeth when she felt the gaze of Mousepaw on her. "I promise that when Oakpaw's about to die, I'll let his last moments be spent with you," she promised silently, her heart dropping. Did she really just think that Oakpaw will actually die? She closed her eyes, mentally telling herself, "You've always known. You just didn't want to believe. But, since you sensed that something will go wrong, something probably will go wrong."
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    But I can never actually be "okay", and I'm not purposely hogging the attention.
    ----------------------------------------------------------------------
    Welcome to my broken heart, according to a little girl.
    Will this nightmare ever end? Will I be set free?
    This pain is eating me alive.
    It's so hard to admit, but there's no point in talking at all if no one hears me.
    Screaming, crying, hurting, dying, suffering, wishing I could just rewind it.
    Backwards, backwards, backwards, backwards, backwards...
    Song - Rugrat's Theory. (not the full song; English translation)
    #Myacomehither

    Mousepaw's tight muscles tensed. Essencepaw had given her something, she could feel it. The apprentice hoped now there would be no more quarreling between the two.

    [img width=510 height=340]http://www.chickensmoothie.com…ormat=auto&rev=1406567199[/img]
    ...Welcome to my paradise, that's slowly crumbling away.
    Now I've chosen to open my eyes, will you go away?
    It's getting hard to breathe, my tears choke me to death.
    Maybe I should have never been brought to this Earth at all.
    Dying, dying, dying, dying, dying, dying.
    Never brought here at all.
    ----------------------------------------------------------------------
    You tell me it's okay and to suck it up because I'm hogging the attention.
    ----------------------------------------------------------------------
    OOC: That's what frenemies are for. ;3


    IC: Essencepaw opened her eyes again, hoping that she could really fulfill this.
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    But I can never actually be "okay", and I'm not purposely hogging the attention.
    ----------------------------------------------------------------------
    Welcome to my broken heart, according to a little girl.
    Will this nightmare ever end? Will I be set free?
    This pain is eating me alive.
    It's so hard to admit, but there's no point in talking at all if no one hears me.
    Screaming, crying, hurting, dying, suffering, wishing I could just rewind it.
    Backwards, backwards, backwards, backwards, backwards...
    Song - Rugrat's Theory. (not the full song; English translation)
    #Myacomehither

    Autumnshine looked around before sighing. She turned towards Beartoes. "I think we might need to find a place of shelter for tonight. We won't make it back to camp in time," She said in a unsure voice. Sure, they were very good friends but she was still a little shy. She still thought of him to be a cat, and being with any cat, alone and at night, would definitely make her nervous.

    "Okay, Friend",he purred."I trust you better than myself". He had closed his eyes again but his intentions weren't of enjoyment, the stars had gotten too "bright" for him and in his mind he was safer with his eyes closed. The grey tom passed in front of Autumnshine and she received the same treatment of the tree from which he had disappeared to before [his fur up her nose and face]. He had heard something. Sounds like tiny scratches. Maybe there was a good home somewhere around here.