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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: -37px;]Melodicbalance Darling[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]TIDALCLAN — WARRIOR — [abbr=17 moons physically, 21 moons mentally, goddess of passion and loyalty, single, no apprentice]INFORMATION[/abbr] — [abbr=Invisibility, all free powers, memory manipulation, shapeshifting]POWERS[/abbr] — [abbr=Attack in mistyrose, no kill, ask for capture or maim]INTERACTION[/abbr] — [abbr=Ascended Maid of Rage, formerly Estella Darling]OTHER[/abbr]
    [hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Melodicbalance had been exploring, which in a way was something she hadn't done before. She had never explored a shopping centre before, so that was exactly what the tabby cat had decided to do today. Mel had found herself in the accessories department of a boutique, purple eyes wide as she looked around at rotting fabric and pieces of plastic. It was sad that these things had fallen into disuse.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt gray; margin-top: -13px; letter-spacing: 1px;] [size=22pt]INDOMINUS[/size][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 325px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;] [color=#d2d2d2]TIDALCLAN & BLOODCLAN — WARRIOR — HOVER[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]thumping steps and a crash resounded somewhere further along - Indominus roaring out of one of the stores, glass shattering around her - she shook out her neck and snorted at the area, the lingering stench of humanity still clung to the building - and she did so despise them all.


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    This reminded his roleplayer that Shardpaw hadn't chosen a place to live yet- he'd probably take Patrick's smashed store or just keep sleeping in random places.
    Anyways, he was exploring the place just like Melodicbalance, looking for a place that could suit him.