WONDER WHAT IT'S LIKE TO TOUCH --- open, truth or dare

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; width: 450px;]Had this kid been... drinking? It was hard to know for sure, so he didn't say anything but... still. Not that he had a right to comment anyway, he'd been a real delinquent as a child. Before everything happened, he'd been kind of a rude little asshole back in CloudClan; he wouldn't have recognized his past self if he met him today. Blinking at the thought of how much he'd changed in a matter of four months or so, Dusk wandered over, taking a seat by Prague. "Uh... I don't think I'll play but... maybe." the cream tabby mumbled thoughtfully, uncertain what he wanted to do. He wasn't embarassed to play with a bunch of kids — he was really still supposed to be an apprentice anyway — it was just that he wasn't really in the mood for such games, or at least he didn't know if he was.

[spoiler=mobile tags]GENERAL INFO ★
Duskmire Ares | 10 months
Male | Homosexual Homoromantic
Raintail x Hawktalon | domestic feline
Born June 18 2015 | Gemini
WindClan | Guardian

BODY INFO ★
Current form: Cream tabby with medium white. Half of face is covered in a large scar, one eye is missing. [ref]
Other forms: None

POWERS ★
Vampirism, Ability to take away pain, Elemental powers (fire), Elemental Pelt, Molecule Manipulation

BRIEF PERSONALITY ★
Quiet and thoughtful, a dreamer at heart. Made cold and tired by circumstance, easily upset. Very determined to prove himself; hard worker. Prone to bitterness and jealously, low self esteem.

STATS [color=white]★
[color=white]Physical attack: 38/100
[color=white]Physical defense: 32/100
[color=white]Magical attack: 46/100
[color=white]Magical defense: 20/100
[color=white]Speed: 35/100

MISC + LINKS [color=white]★
n/a as of now

[justify][fancypost borderwidth=0px;line-height:16px]A truth or dare session? Chartedstars already felt sick to his stomach as he approached, and the feeling only worsened when he smelled the pungent stench of alcohol. Why was a kit as young as this one drinking alcohol? He could only assume so, as the others who had gathered there did not have the scent. What in Force's name was this child doing? It was dangerous enough for a fully grown animal to drink such poisonous things, but young individuals..? It didn't make sense to him at all. Rather than address it, however, the advisor kept a look of disgust on his features, a scowl on his face and his nonexistent brows furrowed. "I don't know if I'll play. Most likely not, though," Chartedstars stated rather bluntly, shrugging his broad shoulders before taking a seat near Duskmire. He kept his gaze on Eternalkit, soon realizing he didn't know the kit's name. Perhaps she was new to the clan. There were many that had joined in the past week. He wouldn't have been surprised. What did shock him, however, was that this child was drinking alcohol, or was around someone who drank alcohol constantly. Either way, he could tell she was a bit out of it. That was disappointing to say the least.
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[justify]Basics:
‣ Chartedstars.
‣ Gravely injured.
‣ Eighteen months (physically); Thirty months (mentally).
‣ Bloodied and beaten white lion.
‣ WindClan Advisor.
‣ Son of Ymir Banner and Finnishwars.
‣ Former apprentice of Defiantmind.

Fighting / Battle:
‣ Extreme.
‣ No kill.
‣ Attack in bolded white.
‣ Ask permission for capture.
‣ Decent injuries allowed in battle.

Powers:
‣ Shapeshifting (kitsune (female), lion).
‣ Super senses.

Other:
‣ Cropped tail, badly scarred throat.
‣ Large in size.
‣ Father of Noelani, Derek, Aphelia and Hiraeth.
‣ Currently recovering from amnesia and injuries.
‣ Based around and off of Obi-Wan Kenobi (SW).

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"Are you going to be the bartender while we play the game, too?" Blitzpup asked jokingly, not minding a taste of the rat poison. It smelled like rat poison, he figured that it probably tasted just as bad as it smelled. Everyone else seemed to act embarrassed or disapproving except Praguekit, who just seemed to be clueless to what it was. Blitzpup had seen his father drinking some alcohol before, and he ended up drunk and fine as usual. It just seemed to calm his nerves, so he saw that as a positive reinforcement.
"Yeah, I'll play," he grunted as he waved a paw dismissively and sat down onto his haunches. He didn't have to be stuck being someone else's apprentice yet, so he would try to enjoy this free time while he could. It wasn't like anyone would want to mentor him at any rate, he just barely came today.

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It seemed mostly the young children were playing. So Woody sat off to the side, biting his lip softly as he resigned himself to watch, not that it actually mattered or anything
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Vader was there, and willing to play.

// TIME TO ASK AKWARD THINGS HEHE
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"I'll join too I guess," Winter said in a hasty track post.

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Very super duper rushed atm
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Pale eyes returning to rest on Eternalkit as she addressed the first question towards him, Praguekit gave it little thought. "Dare." Although the young Siberian tiger cub had never played truth or dare before, he already regarded choosing truth as a cowardly move regardless of the actual motivations. His gaze flittered onto Darth Vader, Winter, and Fairypaw as they approached, his pale gaze lingering on Fairypaw as her expression twisted in honest disgust and she asked a question aloud.

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Oh look! More people. Woody flicked his tail and ventured a bit closer,mwilling to play if someone called on him
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