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Aoba ? · Mar 17th 2016

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//eyyy haha guess whos bacck
so recently I've been dragged into life is strange hell and,,,, I can't escape the temptation to play this lil bum
my muse has been SOO dead tho lately so please forgive me for shitty posts and slow replies ahh ;;

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Well this was just fan-f*cking-tastic.

Tired eyes stared forward as she approached the shore of the Rift, and she squinted as if she was glaring. She grunted every time she took a step, limping slightly. She had sprained one of her paws while running. "ffff-uck." she growled under her breath as she trudged along the sand.

The step-douche had to just take it that far. She was so sick of it. He acted like he knew what was best for her, he tried to hard to control her, and Chloe found out he was watching her and her mother 24/7. That was the final straw that broke the camel's back, and that was the last time she would ever see David and her mother. She ran. She ran as fast as she could. Away from her home, her mother, her CDs and music, the memories that were held back there. All she had, was herself, her beanie and a picture. The blue canine sat down at the boarder and took off her hat, picking up the picture hidden under and looking down at it.

Rachel Amber

One day. One day Choe would find her. She had to still be around, she had to. Rachel she knew wouldn't of abandoned her like everyone else she cared about. Chloe grunted as she quickly put the picture away and laid down on the sand. Man she was tired from all that running and swimming. She could totally go for some weed right now.
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kahlen · Mar 17th 2016

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trash ! · Mar 17th 2016

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Diamond H.R.O. · Mar 17th 2016

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Dia padded over and took a seat next to Kahlen, a worried look on her face as Trash listed off possible injuries.
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goochipoochie · Mar 18th 2016

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It'd been six months since she'd last seen Chloe, and only a few months since she'd been living here. Max was slowly starting to fit in and grow comfortable with the members of The Rift. She'd actually become rather close with Trash. While she was happy with being so close to the wolf, she couldn't help but feel pretty guilty about it. They were best friends. Max couldn't even comprehend why the hell she left in the first place. Was it to explore? To discover herself?

It wasn't to get away from her, of course. Hell no.

The freckle faced canine shook her head mournfully as she approached the border of The Rift. She was trailing after Trash and came up behind the male. She turned toward this newcomer and her blue eyes shifted toward the injured female. Max decided to keep her mouth shut for now- but something about her was... really, really familiar. Maybe she was just thinking too much into this. The collie mutt instead shook her head clear of those thoughts and sat off to the side.

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Sylmae Winzor · Mar 18th 2016

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Aoba ? · Mar 18th 2016

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Chloe gave a grunt, sounding rather irritated already. She didn't want to talk to anyone right now, she just wanted to lay there and recollect herself and rethink all her brash desicions she's made. But of course, she was on a clan's territory, she would have to talk to them for now. "Yeah, I guess I'm here to join this...place... I guess." she murmured giving a yawn and sitting up, she still seemed wary towards the bear, not putting her guard down just yet. Where else could she go? At least these guys weren't trying to attack her at the spot. When more unfamiliar faces appeared, including an old friend which she did not recognize, her eyes narrowed a bit more, she couldn't help being cynical. "It's nothing, I'm fine." she said rather curtly, giving a sigh and pushing Some strands of her hair out of her face.
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More people joining this clan, this lovely clan. And to see the newest arrival, another lovely person. More photographic worthy models. It pleased him greatly. The doberman trotted over, a small smile forming upon his maw. [b]"It's a pleasure to be having someone already so cool join the Rift. What's your name, if I might ask?"

She hadn't stated it, so he might as well ask. His gaze trailed between Chloe and Max, envisioning great things in mind. A shot of the two of them would be perfect for his project - unless Chloe takes the shot, before Max. Either way it would work just fine. "Mr. Jefferson." He introduced himself with a bit of a polite nod.
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goochipoochie · Mar 18th 2016

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[fancypost bgcolor=#ffffff; width: 360px; border-width: 0px; font-family: tahoma; color: #000000; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]✰ — Alright, that voice was familiar. Really, really familiar. The collie leaned forward a little more and she slunk around Trash. She approached the blue canine hesitantly. It couldn't be her- she wasn't this... standoffish. This irritable and paranoid. She was just a little sad, but generally pretty upbeat. Right? William dying had taken a toll on her, for sure, but it couldn't have changed the playing field this much. But, maybe...

'You're making things up again, Max.' She thought bitterly to herself.

Yeah, this chick was a total stranger. An aloof, grumpy, and total stranger. She was about to just blurt out her name- you know, the whole 'Hi, my name's Max' and all of that fun stuff- when she managed to spot blonde roots to her fur. Reddish blonde, at that. Max's mind instantly jumped to the photograph she'd taken just weeks before she'd left for her own selfish adventure- Chloe had her little hat on, Max had an eye patch, they were talking about taking over the world or whatever.

"... Chloe?"

Well, at least Jefferson's question was answered.

Shit. Shit. Nice going, Maximus Prime. You either just made a fool of yourself in front of everyone, or you completely fucked yourself over. As if Chloe would be happy to see her after she got up and left her for six months. Given the fact that her ankle was hurt and she was already coming off as kind of hostile, Max wouldn't be surprised if the canine ripped her throat out without a moment's hesitation. She swallowed thickly and took another step forward- a hesitant one. At this point, her camera was out in plain sight and her dumb freckly face was as well.

"... Is that you?"

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trash ! · Mar 18th 2016

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px;]Oh, if this stranger did, indeed, attempt any sort of harm on Max, Trash would be on her and tearing her to pieces in mere seconds, fractions there of. However, when the collie questioned the identity of this canine, his tiffany blue gaze shifted from the Lieutenant to the blue mutt on the border, eyes narrowing. The Cloe? The one Max had been so broken up over not too terribly long ago? Who she had left back at home and who she assumed hated her now? Well, this certainly would be interesting, but he was still at the ready for any tricky business. Subconsciously, the hair between his shoulders began to rise, his body stiffening. She can't have Max back, she's no longer her's to be had, he thought angrily, jealously to himself. How would this change their relationship, affect his life?
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Aoba ? · Mar 18th 2016

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An eyebrow quirked at the comment Mr. Jefferson made. So cool? Her? Well...he wasn't wrong there. She let her shoulders become a bit less tense and her ears perk up a tiny bit. "hm...I guess same goes to you Jeff." she glanced around the sandy shore for a moment. So this was the Rift, eh kinda shabby but it would do. At least there will be a good view of the sunset. "Names Chloe. Chloe Price..." she murmured shuffling her paws in the sand a tiny bit, wincing when she put pressure on her right paw.

"Chloe? Is that you?"

Chloe's head snapped up and her eyes widened. She froze in her spot and her heart nearly stopped in pure shock. No...it was no way she could mistake that voice. Her breath caught in her throat and her body tensed as Max came into full view. There she was...still looking the same with her little camera. It was no mistaking she was seeing her best friend from years ago. "No fucking way..." she managed to breathe out as she stood. "Max?"

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Redarmy. · Mar 18th 2016

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"You guess this, you guess that. What do you truthfully want, comrade? Speak with some conviction, why don't you." Chuckled red as he arrived, slight smirk on his maw. It was a joke, of course, because redarmy was not usually a genuinely rude dude, but he supposed there was some truth to it. Being wishy-washyin one's speech led to similar fickleness in one's personal values. But nevermind that, now was not the time or the place for total social and societal reform. Well, it was always the time, but revolution could wait. He'd look like an idiot just rising up in the middle of nowhere as someone tried to join.

This someone, however, seemed to be Marx's old friend. Ah yes, co-writer of the communist manifesto. What a brilliant man! Red smiled warmly at Chloe, bowing his head gracefully. "You are marx's comrade, no? You must be Engels. It is a pleasure to meet you. Your work is true genius." Oh, red. There he goes again.
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goochipoochie · Mar 18th 2016

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[fancypost bgcolor=#ffffff; width: 360px; border-width: 0px; font-family: tahoma; color: #000000; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify;]✰ — She wasn't at all aware of the fact that Trash was steadily growing green with envy. No, she was too distracted by Chloe. Chloe. She took another slow step forward and her look of disbelief melted into a tearful smile. She was speechless for a few minutes- unable to speak or say anything. She just wanted to savor this moment- knowing that Chloe was alive and she somehow remembered her.

She bothered to remember her, rather.

"Tadah." The collie responded meekly after a few moments. Soon enough, Red came busting in and promptly decided that Chloe was the co-writer of the Communist Manifesto. She let out a stupid, dopey laugh and took another step or two forward. "It's-a me... Max." She tried her best to put on an Italian accent or something- but to no avail. The collie couldn't quite wipe the bigass, dopey smile on her face away. "... Or, um, Lieutenant Marx according to Red." She shuffled her paws and stood about a foot away from her old friend.

Was she supposed to hug her? Or something? She wanted to- she really did- but it'd be... kind of awkward, if not rude, for her to suddenly rush forward and hug the shit out of Chloe. 'Hi! Sorry I was gone for like six months and I left without warning.' She grit her teeth and swallowed thickly, a wave of guilt falling over her again. She let out a long sigh and closed her eyes.

"... I'm... I'm sorry." She eventually sighed out, "For... leaving you, I mean."

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MALKYN. · Mar 18th 2016

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[align=center][font=georgia][color=gray][b]IN A SLUMBER WHERE NO ONE CAN WAKE ME FROM
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[b]"If you're feeling jealous, Trash, I suggest claiming what's yours." Malkyn drawled telepathically to the wolf, padding over slowly and ruffling her wings behind her. The tigress eyed Trash for a moment, aware of the fur raising along his spine. "And I don't mean piss on her." The female's gaze turned back to Chloe and Max, watching with almost disinterest. Mal had sort-of friends. Like Pollux. Where they had gotten into a nasty fight and now he wanted to beat Cain for her. Licking her lips, she eventually spoke up, trembling just slightly. "Name's Malkyn, Commander here."
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FINNISHWARS · Mar 18th 2016

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♛ DON'T BE FOOLED, I WAS RAISED BY THE WOLVES ♛

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 422px; height: auto; margin-left: -14px; padding-top: 7px;][justify][size=9pt]Well, this was an interesting turn of events.

He had assumed Chloe was completely gone, and why wouldn't he? Max had never really talked about her. He had never really cared. But here she was, talking and alive, and there Max was, being excited. Trash was looking like he was about to pull a Domeric, and everyone else? Well, they were just bystanders.

Padding up beside Trash, the golden kitsune eyed the pair of girls in thought and chewed on the inside of his mouth, practically feeling the tension in the air. Maybe he was actually feeling it, since he had emotion manipulation. Either way, he simply awkwardly glanced at Trash, before plopping down. Was this what emotions were like? Feeling awkward? He didn't like it.

Uh...Welcome to the Rift? I'm Finnishwars. After he introduced himself, he glanced over at his son again, before not so subtly trying to shove him forwards a little. If Chloe was showing up, and she was obviously close with Max, why shouldn't he assert himself?

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— FINNISHWARS PRAELIUM

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TALIA P. · Mar 18th 2016

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -12px;]—Oh, well, this was awkward. Then again, the Rift was prone to awkward situations regarding missing faces, returning faces, lacking memories, anything and everything. Really, it should be nothing new, but Talia personally found Maximillion Pegasus completely adorable, and she [ii]may[/i] be a little bit protective of her-- and of her and Trash, too, because they were completely adorable and Talia was basically the biggest shipper in the Rift.
—Talia wasn't the type to be unwelcome, either, so she flashed the newcomer a warm, genuine smile, the kind that spilled across her face like a splash of warm sunlight. The Commander was in her Qilin body, golden scales glistening under the light as she padded over to stand next to Malkyn, eyeing Chloe with curious gray eyes.
—She tried to ignore the dryness of her throat, the thirst for a bottle of tequila that waited for her at the camp. Instead, she dipped her head before speaking up. "Welcome to the Rift." Should she give her name? Yeah. I mean, everyone was doing, right? "Talia, by the way." Okay, she should shut up now. Let Max and Chloe talk it out.
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