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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px][justify][font=georgia]It had started innocently.


    A walk along the beach, prints fading as the waves coiled over them. Alice, the epitome of giddiness and happiness. She stopped dead in her tracks, her face going blank. She sat like this, not even breathing, before she collapsed in hysterics. If she could cry, she would be sobbing. She wailed in distress, her whole body shaking as she panicked. To anyone else, it would've looked ridiculous. One minute, she was happy -- she was great. And then she was on the ground, the water washing over her tiny body as she wept.


    But to her, it was so much more. She had seen it. Her worst nightmare, in black and white. This wasn't supposed to happen. This couldn't happen! But he... he already made up his mind. There was no changing this. He was supposed to be hers, not belong to some little... little...


    How could she blame her? He was perfect. Self-loathing, yes, but he was everything. He was the sole reason for her existence! The whole reason she hadn't offed herself yet! The whole reason she wasn't like this all the time! And to think, they haven't even met yet.


    And maybe they never would meet. He seemed happy with the girl. She was utterly angelic. Of course he would pick her over the monster that she had become. She had thought they would have a happier life, but she couldn't see that life anymore. She couldn't see her and him together. She only saw them.


    She should be happy. She knew she should. He was happy. He deserved it -- of course he did. That was the only thing stopping her from running over and taking him for herself. That was just selfish. Did the other girl not deserve this either? So it was decided. She'd move on. She'd compartmentalize. But even then, Alice couldn't see herself being happy again. It was out of the question.


    So there she was, the little black cat, soaked in seawater, sobbing her little heart out and no one would even know why.


    ( THIS POST IS BADLY WRITTEN BUT I DONT C ARE i wanted to get started on this plot lol )


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    Gecko/Cat (Gat) | Sunclan | Warrior | 12 months | Carries leather bag filled with herbs | Medical guild
    [hr]// Plots yay! Poor Alice :c


    Sobs of any kind would have gotten the Gat's attention, but these sobs seemed to be particularly painful ones.


    Inching his way closer, ignoring the strange feeling of the sand moving in and around his paws, Nurse studied Alice's form with wide, whitish eyes. This female... he wasn't sure if she was very fond of him. Or if she was fond of anyone else, anyways. Nurseryrhyme wasn't the outgoing type... maybe he should just skitter away.


    No, no, that'd be leaving a clanmate in obvious pain. As a healer, he couldn't do that. Pulling out some lavender from the leather satchel he carried with him, Nurse padded closer as he offered, "L-Lavender, mi-miss?" Then, he'd continue to inch his way closer as he inquire, voice significantly hushed and unnerved, "I-Is ev-everything alright mi-miss...?"
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 420px; margin-top: -10px; color: #F2F8F6;][justify]♦ ♦ ♦[size=3pt][color=transparent]--[/size] [size=9pt]Following behind the gat, Suga rushed over to the she-cat's side. He'd never seen her this upset - actually, he'd never seen her upset at all - and he wondered what could possibly have happened to cause her to cry like this. He already sensed that she was a vampire, and that she couldn't drown, so he didn't worry about the water crashing over her face, but he still worried for her well being. He didn't offer her herbs, because younger tom already had, but instead attempted to softly set his paw on her shoulder. "Alice, are you okay?"
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 300px; padding: 0px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px;]It was the sudden wail that had Par rushing to the scene, using her superspeed to get there quickly. She panted slightly as she arrived, slowing down back to regular speed as she took in the scene. Alice was wailing, Nurse was offering lavender, Suga was already close by and asking what was wrong...Par wasn't completely sure what to do herself, actually. So, she hung back a little, a concerned look on her face as she watched Alice, ready to speak if need be.


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    GENERAL:
    ★ PARTYANIMAL | PAR | BIGENDER [SHE/HIM]
    ★ panromantic | pansexual
    ★ 3 years physically [immortal] | 15 months mentally | ages real time
    ★ deputy of sunclan | head of commune | member of warfare
    ★ ambassador to riverclan & seaglassclan (next visit by september 2nd)


    IMPORTANT FACTS:
    ★ is a vampire
    ★ will party anytime, any place, for any reason


    RECENT EVENTS:
    ★ nothing important


    PHYSICAL:
    ★ SIBERIAN TIGER
    — an average sized and normally coloured siberian tiger with red eyes. her eyes and paws glow red. she shares a couple necklace with yosafire (with a heart pendant).


    PERSONALITY:
    party-lover | extroverted | blunt
    daredevil | careless | matchmaker
    overprotective of sunclan | irritable | prone to moodswings


    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ★ taken | ½ partyfire
    ★ waltnutpaw x hatredeyes | generation ? | no apprentice


    POWERS:
    ★ telepathy - discovered - semi-mastered
    ★ super speed - discovered - mastered
    ★ super strength - discovered - mastered
    ★ super senses - discovered - mastered
    ★ memory manipulation - undiscovered - unmastered
    ★ emotional manipulation - undiscovered - unmastered


    INTERACTION:
    ★ will make friends with everybody
    ★ extreme physically | medium mentally
    ★ will start fights & will finish them
    ★ attack in #d9080a
    ★ can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions
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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px][justify][font=georgia]In all her hysterics, she hadn't even thought of the fact that she might attract unwanted company. And, quite frankly, she didn't care. So what if she disturbed the peace? Her whole life had been ruined -- again. She jumped when she heard the Gat; she wasn't used to being sneaked up on, even if it was unintentional. She had superhuman senses, so it was nearly impossible to surprise her life he had. She blinked at his words, not comprehending them for a few seconds. Lavender?


    Oh. Right. She shook her head, taking in a shuddering inhale. She needed to compose herself. But why should she? What was the point? The thought alone caused another round of loud wails. Oh, God, what was the point of life? She never really had to deal with the fact that her entire being and life revolved around the fact she was a monster. She just held out for the good things, but what good was there anymore?


    Nurse's next set of words would've made her laugh if she could. Was she alright? Did she look alright? What part about her screamed she was anywhere near the realm of alright? She shook her head, bottom lip quivering. She hated being so weak and vulnerable in front of her clanmates; she'd always assumed she could be everyone's rock, she was always so stable. And now look where we are.


    Alice watched as Suga approached, her sobs being quieter. She was going to draw in a crowd. She was slowly regaining herself. "He..." She croaked, her voice breaking. How was she supposed to finish this? Turns out the love of my life fell for someone else and I can't really be upset about it. Oh, and we've never actually met, by the way. Yeah, that wouldn't go over well.


    Her eyes fell to Par before landing on the ground. Water violently pushed and pulled at her, but she didn't budge. She half wanted the waves to take her. She could live at the bottom of the ocean, cold and alone. That sounded nice, she thought bitterly. "It's complicated." Her voice was two octaves higher than it normally was, shrill from the panic and hysteria.


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    Complicated was more her thing, not Alice's, so seeing the black feline like this... well, it *ing hurt. But what was she suppose to do? Offer her best friend her heart, her soul, or her shoulder to cry on? Hell, she'd do it- yes, she'd do it. For a moment, she stood motionless, small paw curling into a fist. A... a he? Someone had done something to her? [color=black]If she tells us, we could always kill him. The thought was tempting and deadly for her, especially since she had... given that little gag up. Breathing in an attempt to calm herself, she'd finally move, placing one foot in front of the other. Attempting to sit beside Alice, she'd remind herself to be calm for a moment. "Hey, Alice, wanna have that talk now? I think we need to, ya know?" she murmured smoothly, orbs more amber and gold tinted then yellow and respectively red. Man did people * her off when they *ed with her friends.


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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px][justify][font=georgia]Alice wasn't sure if she wanted Immy here or not. Arguably, she was one of her best friends and would do just about anything for her. She knew she was only trying to help and the keeper would do the absolute same for the hybrid. But at the same time, she didn't want her to see her like this. A weepy, sobbing mess. Upset over something she couldn't control. And with no reason to be upset.


    Part of her wanted to wrap her tiny arms around the alabaster feline in an embrace, but she couldn't bring herself to move. On top of that, she knew Immy wasn't much of a touch-y person, and Alice wasn't sure if she could be gentle. Her hug could crumble obsidian. So she remained where she was, sniveling and shaking.


    Time to talk... She had, previously, wanted to talk to the female, however it was supposed to be about her feelings, as Alice had been doing fine at the time. But now the shoe was on the other foot. She brought her black eyes up to Immy, offering a weak smile that didn't reach her eyes. "He's happy without me." She whimpered.


    God, she sounded so stupid. Why was she crying over someone who was happy? He had a new chance at life now -- he would no longer be the self-deprecating vampire who loathed himself, he would be happy. Even still, she couldn't help but feel horrible. That should be her with him. She should live out her existence with him, not some undeserving little--


    Alice drew in a breath. Now was not the time to point fingers. The angel had no clue she had essentially ruined her life. And if she did, why would she care? She deserved happiness, too, did she not? Surely she deserved it more than Alice -- the murderer who'd taken innocent lives in the past. The thought of her soulmate being with another was a bittersweet feeling. Her bottom lip wavered and she bit back another sob.


    ( SHE'LL BE HAPPY AGAIN I JUST LOVE THE DRAMA )


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]"You should probably hug me or something," she suggested, monotone voice bored, and blunt. Wasn't that what people did, when they were hurting and on the verge of falling into a dark abyss? Oddly enough, she knew that feeling too well, she just never executed on it. She didn't have anybody she could turn to, not in the state she was in. With no Valery, she felt empty ; with no memories, she felt worse then that, which was something in itself. "There's a bunch of he's out there in the world. Sometimes the one you think is the one- well, isn't the *ing one."


    She knew what it was like, to bite the bitter bullet of rejection and loneliness. For a time, she had lost Valery completely to her ex, and Immy had felt like *. In that moment, she wished she wouldn't have ran her mouth, and broke up with her past girlfriend. But.. somethings happened, and you just had to roll with it.


    It was ironic, this situation. How in the hell was she suppose to help Alice, when she was battling with her own literal demons? Not only that, but also the income of nightmares and insomnia she was beginning to receive again. Had she not already paid enough? It wasn't as though she did bad things anymore, not at the moment anyway..


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