BUT MAMA I'M IN LOVE WITH A CRIMINAL [O, joining]

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    //let's see how I can do playing two charries in one clan for a little bit :^))


    It had been a long travel, from Ireland to where the clans resided, but he was after something, after a game most likely. Being bored did not suit the childish psychopath, in fact he had come here to play games with his own mother, something to stir up a bit of, trouble. Of course later his attention would be caught by the takeover in Thunderclan, for now here he was, standing on the border of Bloodclan. Broken looked sort of, bored, yet he held a small smirk on his lips.


    "Heeelllooo?"

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    Cassarah happened upon the newcomer while she had been patrolling the borders, looking for the Exiles scum. Those little *es had killed one of their NPCs and hung 'em up by their hamstrings. "Name and business," the cougar rumbled.[/justify][/fancypost]

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    a stranger's call shattered the woman's reverie, it seemed as if they had another newcomer at their border's. "greetings, dear. name and business." she mewed blandly, examining the man with cold lavender orbs. there seemed to be no trace of enemy scent on him, perhaps a joiner or messenger from an ally. it seemed that another woman had made it before her, but the willowy fem payed no mind.

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    Canada padded up and immeditly gasped quietly, her green eyes brightening then darkening. "Brokencub.." She murmured, her green eyes focused only on her kin as she took a tentative step forward before pausing. Oh gods where had he been? Another one of her children from an NPC onenight stand, yet here he stood, on the border, existing. Raising a brow, the femme did not attempt to hug her son, for she remembered his persona well from her time quickly raising him and rushing back to Bloodclan.

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    //yeah, he's not entirely based off of Moriarty, but he's got the same feel going on


    Wow, that was quick, almost needy if he did say so himself, but his attention was taken quickly by the two wildcats. "Ah, that was rather, quick. Name's, " he was cut off by his mother running up and muttering his name. "Yes, Brokencrown, actually mother." The tiger took a step forward as he wandered around the small group that had gathered, his brown eyes traveled around the group before he came face to face with his mother. "Mother, such a surprise.. I haven't seen you SINCE YOU ABANDONED ME IN IRELAND." He finished his sentence by yelling suddenly, his brown eyes flashed with few emotions as Canada clearly flinched under his tone.


    "As you know, Brokencrown, here to join." Broken turned his brown gaze back to the two femmes who asked him a question, a rather stupid one if he did add. Clearly he could of lied about his name, but not when his mother was standing there.

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    Canada flinched under his tone but remained silent, her green eyes were torn away from her offspring as she looked up at the sky. She was at fault here, running off back home to Bloodclan after running away to Ireland and having kids, hell, she had left Brokencub the hardest, in some alleyway with only a deer left. It wasn't something she was proud of, but the femme had panicked at the time.

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    the man's sudden anger, the flare of emotion towards his mother, was a heartbreaking one. soon, melisande herself would be a mother. she'd never liked children, but this encounter would definitely make her reconsider. was this what neglect could turn a being into? "welcome to bloodclan, then." meli's suddenly wide lavender orbs wandered over towards canada, her surprise the only readable emotion.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; overflow: auto; height: 250px; width: 450px][justify]Oh, well, well. It seemed there was quite a bit of family drama going on here, though it wouldn't be right for Cassarah to pry. [b][color=lavender]"Welcome to BloodClan, Brokencrown. I'm Cassarah Grimm Arryn; a pleasure."[/justify][/fancypost]

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    "Labhraíonn tú Gaelic? Gaeilge?" Ruin inquired, tipping her head - she was speaking in the language she had been raised in; Gaelic. Since Archeron was Irish she was loving this. If this dude had been left in Ireland for a while, he must know the basics....right?


    ( it means 'you speak gaelic? irish?' )



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    ♚ -- I love their endless worshiping[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; width: 410px; border-top: 3px dashed; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px; font-family: verdana; line-height:95%; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify;]Brokencrown wore a dark smile as he looked at his mother, his brown eyes were basically oozing with some form of childish joy, something about torturing his mother, it was interesting. A new game. Looking to Meli, the tiger swept his tail against the ground. [b]"Thank you."     He stated simply, his brown eyes then looked to Cassarah and he licked his lips slightly, a small smirk rolled his lips again. "Ah, a pleasure it is." The male offered a wink her way, although at the moment he really felt no emotions as Clevvy did some research into Moriarty a bit more.


    Finally looking at Ruin, he offered her a simple sentence that Clevvy got from Google Translate. "Tá beagán Gaeilge." The tiger spoke quickly, no effort really put into his words as his attention flourished to other places. [/fancypost]
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    [sup]battle tags!

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    Canada would lean into her boyfriend, thankful for him being there at all. "Brokencrown, let's just talk about this later.." The femme murmured softly as she looked at her son with tearless green eyes. Gah this was a mess.

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