i've got bad blood | OPEN + BODY DUMP

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    In an earlier thread Mangle had captured three BloodClan NPCs, and now their broken, rotting corpses sat at the border. The animatronic was long gone, only her scent left behind.
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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 300px;][size=11pt][font=times new roman][sup][color=#EFF5FB]Well, dammit again. The healer's apprentice found himself frowning as he stared at the rotten, beaten, destroyed corpses. He couldn't believe it. Wasn't Bloodclan a feared powerful clan that could be stopped by no other? Of course. Shooting just had to keep faith. Taking in a deep breath, Shooty exhaled and closed his eyes.


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    "I assume there is something being planned to return this favor to the Exiles?" The pale wildcat asked as he slowly appeared on the scene. It was hard to see that murders were still occuring and that their NPC population had to suffer from it. But, there was really nothing he could do about it. If their enemies were out for blood, then he knew some of his clanmates would be more than willing to give it to them.[/fancypost]
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    Blackcub approached, before her metaphorical eyebrows furrowed. That scent was practically embedded into her memory from the torture they'd inflicted, although she was starting to recover. Ugh, it made her want to shudder. She hated the Exiles, but in a different way than she did frogs.
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