EVERYBODY WANTS ETERNAL LIFE // open, drunk

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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 100px; border: 0px transparent; color: white;]This was a mistake. Aster had gone out wih his boyfriend earlier, and he couldn't even remember how he got back to the steamboat. But he didn't particularly care--his min was too muddled to even form complete thoughts. And he couldn't remember anything from the past hour. He may or may not have accidentally caused someone to get pregnant, and he may or may not have drank way too much. It wasn't his fault; everyone was pressuring him to drink. So drink he did. And now he was stumbling around, smilin like an idiot. That was what should raise a red flag for anyone who knew him--he was NEVER happy. It simply wasn't something he allowed himself to be.
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    BASIC
    --Asterpaw Iwakuma
    --Nicknames: Ast, Aster, Asspaw
    --Belgian Shepherd
    --Male
    --9 months
    --Ages 1 month every 100 posts (born December 11th)
    --RiverClan apprentice
    --Wears a red bandana tied around his head and left front ankle
    --Has vertical heterochromia iridium (orange eyes, with the left eye being half silver)
    --Has diamond-shaped scar over heart and x-shaped scar on right flank
    --Has six toes on right front paw


    POWERS
    --All are inactive unless they have something in parentheses
    --Shapeshifting (all free animals; all bodies have the same eyes and scars)
    --Absorbing spirits to gain lives
    --Eye/pelt color manip.
    --Glowing (tears glow)
    --Flavor manip.
    --Colored blood/spit/tears (all silver, tears have orange tints)
    --Scent manip.
    --Flower prints
    --Conjuration
    --Invisibility
    --Soundwave manip.


    OTHER
    --Difficulty: medium physically, medium mentally
    --Attack in deepskyblue / #00bfff or risk being ignored
    --NPC x NPC
    --1st gen
    --Homosexual
    --Ask for capture
    --Dating Paparazzimask of ThunderClan
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    What kind of behavior was this? Stumbling about, this 'resident asshole', quoting Hana, apparently wasn't himself. She padded over, an eyebrow quirked. Are you... all right?"



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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 500px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: Silver; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px;]-Kiara had never learned about alcohol, so to see the other stumbling and tripping, with the most smuggest smirk on his mouth was concerning. Like Shanta, the girl had wondered why he was acting so strange and swung back and forth, making him look like he lost the ability to remember how to walk. So not knowing what to do, the petite feline would take a seat, her brows furrowed at the sight.



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    neither mortal or demon, i don't belong anywhere
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    INUYASHA
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    "Holy sh*t you reek!" Inuyasha growled angrily as he made his way over. He had even raised his arm over his nose so that he could use the sleeve of his kimono to hopefully drown away some of the smells of the alcohol. It wasn't his favorite smell in the world, and his ultra sensitive nose wasn't having any of it either. Inuyasha didn't really know Asterpaw, in fact he didn't really know anyone in Riverclan that was perfectly fine with him as a well. He lashed his tail behind him as he made his way over, but stood at the edge of the group. So the guy was drunk, he was just going to walk around until he was sober. Unless they came up with a solution to fix it, which was pretty much impossible till the stuff exited his system. He looked at the others that seemed confused about what was going on. Did they not smell the stuff that was coming from the other canines breath? This was why canines had better noses than any other cat out there. The half-demon couldn't help but roll his eyes a little bit at their questions. "He's drunk. Can't you guys smell it?" Inuyasha grumbled in his usual grumpy way, his lips twitching to reveal the tip of one of his incisors. He turned to look at the drunken dog, and shook his head. "You do know that sh*t kills you if you drink too much right?" Why was he even trying to warn the mortal? He didn't really care what happened to Asterpaw. But there was a possible chance that this could end up becoming entertaining. If the other got out of hand, Inuyasha wouldn't have any problem with knocking the guy out. He hadn't had a lot of fighting in a while, and so he was starting to fidget a little bit, wanting to release the pent up frustration that had been building up in his body for quite a while now. One thing was for sure though, Inuyasha didn't know what a filter was, even though there were kids in the current area. He believed that they should learn quickly in this world not everything was innocent, and the half-demon was far from it.
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    Current State: Slightly unstable. (Normal State)
    Current Form: Cat


    IC: Honeysuckle overheard all the commotion and decided to see just what was going on for themself. The feline padded over to the drunken apprentice. "Never thought I'd say this," the feline thought to themself. "I have to agree with Inuyasha, you definitely do reek..." the feline spat. Covering their nose, Honeysuckle used their scent manipulation on themself to block out the incoming stench. Turning to look at Inuyasha, the feline added: "Maybe you should do the same..." Looking back at Aster, "Aren't you a little young to be drinking..." the feline mewed, sitting down waiting for a response.
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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 100px; border: 0px transparent; color: white;]Oh, look, more people he didn't recognize. Either they were all idiot new guys, or somebody had spiked the punch as well. "No, 'm fine." the male grunted in response to whoever had approached him first and second, then turned to snap at the one who said he reeked, "Why don't you shut up, you little spork!" Apparently he was less vulgar when he was drunk. Who knew? Then, as a follow-up, he growled, "I knew that. Who doesn't know that? Nobody asked for your input, cornhole." Was that the right word? He wasn't sure, but it'd have to do. Finally, he turned to the pink thing and snarled, "I'm not too young to do anything!" And anyway, half of it hadn't been his fault. He'd drank enough to get mildly drunk, and then some asshole decided to pour motherf*cking vodka into the fruit punch bowl. He definitely did not need to be chastised by his clanmates.
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    [spoiler=tags, updated 7-15]
    BASIC
    --Asterpaw Iwakuma
    --Nicknames: Ast, Aster, Asspaw
    --Belgian Shepherd
    --Male
    --9 months
    --Ages 1 month every 100 posts (born December 11th)
    --RiverClan apprentice
    --Wears a red bandana tied around his head and left front ankle
    --Has vertical heterochromia iridium (orange eyes, with the left eye being half silver)
    --Has diamond-shaped scar over heart and x-shaped scar on right flank
    --Has six toes on right front paw


    POWERS
    --All are inactive unless they have something in parentheses
    --Shapeshifting (all free animals; all bodies have the same eyes and scars)
    --Absorbing spirits to gain lives
    --Eye/pelt color manip.
    --Glowing (tears glow)
    --Flavor manip.
    --Colored blood/spit/tears (all silver, tears have orange tints)
    --Scent manip.
    --Flower prints
    --Conjuration
    --Invisibility
    --Soundwave manip.


    OTHER
    --Difficulty: medium physically, medium mentally
    --Attack in deepskyblue / #00bfff or risk being ignored
    --NPC x NPC
    --1st gen
    --Homosexual
    --Ask for capture
    --Dating Paparazzimask of ThunderClan
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    OOC:
    Current State: Slightly unstable. (Normal State)
    Current Form: Cat


    IC: The feline couldn't help but laugh at the canine's horrid attempts of vulgarity. "This is kind of amusing," the feline thought to themself, covering their laugh. "You sure you are fine," the feline asked. After pausing for a few moments, they continued: "You can't even walk in a straight line, you've been stumbling about like a kit for the past hour."
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0; width: 400px; margin-top: -10px; font-family: arial; line-height:100%; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;]Ivylee still seemed to didn't know exactly what alcohol was, but she was beginning to come to understand it. Her earliest memory of dealing with alcoholism was when her former human owners got drunk and grew very violent. With ears pinned to the back of her skull, the tiny Senior Riverguard approached slowly with caution, widening her violet eyes. "Y-you shouldn't be drinking that," she stammered, cringing. She was completely against getting drunk, having had bad experiences with what it does to people. [color=white]"It's bad. Maybe you should go lie down, and take a rest...?"
    She didn't want Asterpaw to suddenly get violet or anything and start hurting others, or himself.

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    neither mortal or demon, i don't belong anywhere
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    INUYASHA
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    Inuyasha honestly had no idea what to do with a drunk like this. Usually he just let them wonder around without a care in the world and often watched them get them into interesting situations. The hybrid blinked his vibrant gold gaze as he turned to look at Honeysuckle. Oh it was that pink cat right? A cocky smirk spread across his facial features though as he held his head a little bit higher after being told that he was correct. He had a high ego, but when he was being told that he was right about something, he couldn't help but hold it against everyone else. However, he was a little bit confused when the other told him to do the same. "Do what?" Inuyasha asked raising a nonexistent eyebrow at her. He didn't really realize that he had the capability of controlling scents, and if he did, he would be very bad at it. The only powers that he knew he had was his fire elemental, super speed, super strength, and super senses. He didn't know that he had powers though and simply thought he was capable of doing such abilities because that was how it always been.His attention then turned toward the drunk male though. He was about to get pissed off about the fact that the other had told him to shut up. That was until the other had finished his sentence. "The fuck is a spork?" Inuyasha questioned to no one in particular. It was obvious that Inuyasha didn't realize that this wasn't really much of an insult to anyone that was around him. He didn't even know what a spork was, but he did know what corn was. Inuyasha didn't exactly like the fact that he was being snarled at by a mortal that was even smaller than him compared to the size. A low growl escaped his jaws as he flexed his claws. It was obvious the other wasn't really fine considering how the other was acting and walking. "Oi. I'd watch who you're snarling at brat unless you want your face in the ground." Inuyasha growled his own warning, his silver fur beginning to bristle slightly. He was more of a dominant kind of attitude, and didn't approve of anyone messing with him. His attention was then drawn toward Ivylee, and he shook his head. "We might as well let him just whatever the hell he wants. The alcohol won't get out of his system for a while. But I'm not babysitting him." Inuyasha said with a low huff escaping his jaws. For some reason the hybrid seemed to be extra grumpy today.
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    OOC: Sorry Sorrel, I didn't realize he was unaware, my bad.
    Current State: Slightly unstable. (Normal State)
    Current Form: Cat


    IC: "Oh, want me to block out the stench for you," the feline asked Inuyasha. "Also, I think a spork is a cross between these two things called a spoon and a fork. Some metal things the twolegs eat with," the feline added. Honeysuckle could feel the grumpiness just seep from the hybrid. "Wanna mess with 'em," the feline whispered so only Inuyasha could hear.
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