NEW FANGLED DEVICES [O, WANDERER]

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    he mumbled, voiced heightened, hitting himself on the nose. He hated this. He was really hating this. He wants to go home, to the Ocean! The Upworld was completely useless! Creatures that must hunt and kill for survival? Sure, he'd seen sharks, but he wasn't going to hunt for himself! It's stupid!




    "I will chase the food!" Aldo mimed with his brown paws, mocking himself. "I will chase the food and then I will eat it, oh boy, I cannot wait!" Ah... Perhaps the starvation was getting to his head. Head. So strange. He didn't always really have one of those, and now look at him. Also can think. Also can move. Also can speak. Also is [i]alive.

    Alive. Conscious. The Upworld. Things too big for a mere dime-sized Jellyfish to comprehend.




    Ah, perhaps the sea gods cursed him to forever be a Jellyfish out of water? Was there a point? At this, also stopped in his tracks, near black eyes locking on the river. An adventure, perhaps- SHINY! SHINY SHINY THERE IS A SHINY! Aldo dashed and piled into the river, head sticking in the mud and... Trying to eat the gold.




    What a crazy old man.

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    Huh. Camael had been expecting a joiner, but what type of joiner would dig around and gnaw on something shiny in the muddy river? She'd overheard a little of his conversation with...with himself, but the statements didn't make any sense to her.


    She frowned. For the first time in a while, it was a frown born from confusion instead of vexation. Camael supposed that it was the little things that distracted her temporarily. The little things that were much more preferable than the "big things" that would only add fuel to the fire. She categorized this experience in the little things, one of the more amusing ones. "I don't think that's food. And, also, you're on WindClan territory, so I need your name and business."


    (rushed + tired rip me)


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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 3px double white; height: 140px; width: 120px; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/5YzsHgX.gif) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 3px; margin-left: -2px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 270px; height: 150px; overflow: auto; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: 5px; padding: 1px;] At the sound of a voice, Aldo shot up, gold between his teeth, mud in his gums, his lips coated in mud and dirt, only making it look like a deeper brown. The Tasmanian Tiger started coughing, spitting out the gold, followed by mud, and then throwing up water.




    Oh, a shame. He forgot. He had.... Breathy-sacs in his... Chest thing. He wasn't like he used to have gills. Or a think muffin. Or a chest thumper. Or breathy-sacs. None of that- just.... Being in the water. Existing. The creature was asking him a question, and the only response Aldo could muster between vomits was a confused grunt. When he seemed to have to emptied the contents of the food put in his body, and laid down in the grass and heaved, giving a wheeze, then looked at the other again, and immediately perked up like nothing happened.




    [b]"Wavy wavy, friend!"

    Aldo said, wagging his tail and waving a paw.

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Alfie - yes, Huitzilopochtli had resorted to using his own dorky nickname even in his thoughts, which he found to be incredibly embarrassing - approached behind Camael, having seen the stranger from afar. He quirked an eyebrow, frowning, suspicion painted across his face. This couldn't be real. As a God of war, the small tom's mind immediately began grasping for straws. Maybe this guy was... was playing dumb as a distraction, so that a raid could sneak in? Yeah, that was probably it. He scoffed, lashing his tail, glaring at Aldo. "Are you dumb?" he asked flatly. Stupid mortals.
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    As much as Warhound would have liked to pick another fight with Alfie, he didn't have any words to shoot down the others'; this guy looked pretty fucking idiotic to Hound.


    "Name. We need a fucking name unless your mama forgot to name you." The melanistic tiger grumbled as he approached to stand near Camael, his monotoned blue eyes scanning the Tasmanian tiger with a mix of disdain and confusion.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 450px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt;][justify]"Hey, don't be rude," she snapped at Alfie and Wolfhound as she padded over. Who did these guys think they were? What gave them the right to be ugly to someone, even if that someone was trespassing? "This guy hasn't done anything yet, so I don't think that either of you have the right to be mean." Rallyingpaw glanced over at Aldo. Yes, the tiger was a bit... eccentric, but that didn't mean that they could jump to conclusions about him. The lanky serval replaced her confused look with a bright grin. "Hello. What do you call yourself?" It was essentially the same question that her clanmates had asked, only she said it a bit more gently. Perhaps they would get an answer this time, only with Rallyingpaw's coaxing.



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    Camael's gaze fell on Rallyingpaw. Instead of murmuring a "witty" comment or one that was particularly too...too something, she had instead confronted the two that had said the comments in the first place. The other apprentice had thus earned some of her respect.


    "Um. Wavy wavy to you too, I guess," she responded, quite unsure of how she should be reacting or responding. "If you tell us your name, we can get you some real food."


    (rushed again ugh)


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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=1; width:400px; overflow:auto; text-align:justify; font-family:constantina][size=11pt]Locksmith couldn't help but mentally agree with Alfie and Warhound and though he hadn't actually gotten a chance to speak to either of them yet, it seemed they were right up his alley thought-wise. 'Someone' was indeed dropped on his head a few too many times as a child. Still, the Guardian didn't say anything as he grimaced a bit considering how this wanderer looked. Then he quickly wiped away the face to neutral, waiting to see what the strange stranger would say.


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    A.... Mama? What was that, too? It sounded like he was supposed to have one. Maybe one was suppose to own one? [b]"No mama. Mamas did not exist in colony. I regenerate. Die, come back. Die, come back. Live forever."

    He hummed, thinking, trying to respond. "Ah... I named me. Me named me. Me is me." Aldo nodded.




    "Ah, name. Name.... Aldo. I am Aldo. Name is Aldo. Me is Aldo." He said, nodding. "Wavy wavy to you all!"

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 450px; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt;][justify]It seemed that Camael had a level head on her shoulders, too. The slender serval nodded at her and then turned to the newcomer. As Aldo spoke, Rallyingpaw felt her soft smile grow into a big grin. He was certainly different from them, now wasn't he? A colony without parents, dying and coming back to life again... So that meant that Aldo was just a reincarnate of himself? Was the original copy of Aldo any different than the Aldo she was looking at? The idea of immortality, the endless cycle of dying and coming back to life was intriguing to Rally. After all, her beliefs were similar to what he experienced, since she believed that after living a good, virtuous life, she would be reborn in the world once more. What she would be reborn as, she did not know. That was up to the gods. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Aldo. My name is Rallyingpaw," she introduced herself. "Wavy wavy to you too."



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    [justify][size=7pt]This Aldo seemed strange to her. "Does it know proper english?" She would ask, noticing how that came out wrong. "I'm Paintedmemories, nice to meet you.. but uhm.. do you know why your here?" She would ask Aldo.[/justify][/fancypost]
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    [align=center][spoiler=Mobile Tags(UPDATED:6/19)][size=8] Paintedmemories- 15 months- blue merle australian shepard with blue eyes - carries satchel - bisexual - currently in Windclan


    Attack in bold Red- No kill- PM for capture- PM for torture- Weak Mentally - Medium Physically

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    You knew a lot about the subject. Though, it probably wasn't what Aldo was referring to. Not many were able to reload here, more than likely.


    Or at least, used to be able to? You hadn't actually tried reloading at all, yet, so. . .


    Anyways, this creature seemed pretty stupid. Though, there was some sort of. . .intelligence to it? Like, the stupidity was actually intended in some way. Instead of, y'know, being on accident.


    Wait, no, that made no sense at all. . .


    . . .Oh god, you were even confusing yourself at this point. Maybe you should just stop mentally commenting on shit, and uh, actually do something.


    Yeah, that'll work.


    "Uh, 'sup, I'm Playerone, though you can call me whatever."


    You'd slowly take a seat, not taking your eyes off of the strange visitor. This dude was just. . .really weird to you. Maybe once you found something to write in, you could make a page about him, or something? Yeah! That'd be interesting!


    "And, uh, wavy wavy to you, as well." You'd add, raising a paw to wave at Aldo for a moment, before putting it back down.



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    Aldo's breath vaguely smelled of dirt and fish, maybe some other meat, and they were a dirty, smudged yellow.




    Wow, these people were weird! They made funny words and noises. Perhaps... Ah, it was probably something he was suppose to know. Was it instinct? Well, that wouldn't work. He had the brain of a tasmainian tiger and the thought process of a jellyfish. "Uh... No. No have. No learn. No one taught Aldo." He backed away and spun in a little circle, then stopped to look at them.




    "Uh... Food Pit in body had Earthquake! Rumbled! Much pain and empty feeling..." Translation: Aldo was starving.

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    [justify][size=7pt]"So.. uh your hungry?" It was hard to understand this stranger but she believed that was what he said. "I can hunt for you if you like, Windclan has plenty of food to spare." She would tell the tasmanian tiger.[/justify][/fancypost]
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    [align=center][spoiler=Mobile Tags(UPDATED:6/19)][size=8] Paintedmemories- 15 months- blue merle australian shepard with blue eyes - carries satchel - bisexual - currently in Windclan


    Attack in bold Red- No kill- PM for capture- PM for torture- Weak Mentally - Medium Physically