PUT THE BLAME ON ME // open + public beating/torture

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    "If I fall I will Always
    Pick Myself Up Again"

    [align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
    Are The Ones I Set"

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    Briareos stood in the courtyard, a grim expression darkening his features as he stood over Pearlcatcher from the Rebellion of Terminus, a group who had once been close allies with RiddleClan during the tribe days. But now... well, lets just say things were different now.
    "RiddleClan, gather round. It is time I made things clear about our goal, so I want you to watch."
    The lion would call out as he flexed his claws, just daring his captive to try something. Just anything to give him a valid excuse to respond.




    "The anticlans are a poison, and it is time they were dealt with once and for all. Much like how Riddlestar and I once rode out to war in order to defeat the Tribe Where Omens Fall and their allies we will do so again. We will eradicate those who defile the natural order. I devote myself in the name of StarClan."
    Had he gone mad? Perhaps, but he had always been ready to make tough calls ever since his original life as Grim. He still recalled the day he murdered a she-cat from VikingClan in the name of justice, and he never lost that capability.


  • [size=4pt]wishy (c) 6/20/16 (scrollie)[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 0px transparent; border-left: 0px transparent; border-bottom: 0px transparent; border-right: 0px transparent; height: 220px; width: 300px; overflow: auto; margin-top: 1px; margin-left: -2px; font-size: 9pt;][justify][color=white]"What do you intend on doing?" She probably shouldn't be asking, as the situation seemed quite clear. However, she wanted to confirm her thoughts, now matter how much she didn't want to know.
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    [align=center][spoiler=INFO]General


    stargit illuminatis-demore[prefers to go by starjelly] | no biological gender [she/he/them/any pronouns] | no biological sex | ageless | 8'3" feet tall | cosmic entity | all free bodies[mainly uses a feline or kirin body] | head of the illuminatis family | born from stardust | loves everybody equally | has an extreme fear of fighting anybody | medium physically and mentally | ref


    Clan


    tribe of burning dreams | attack in underlined white | armada warrior | scent manipulation, conjuration, blue blood & tears, invisibility, telepathy | cosmic queen that listens to all | loyal subject to all | bleeding heart | capture is easy/no maiming or killing/ask for major injury | lost and restless | cousin of volatiletimes & depression | naive


    Relationships


    pansexual panromantic | engaged to damon | no crushes | mentoring no-one | father time xx mother nature | tries to make friends with all | enemy of some | acquainted to many | desires to see better things in life


    LINKS
    Heartchart + Opinions | Storage | Thread hub
    Family thread(currently accepting)

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    kanato floated over, blinking a few times as he studied the situation. he was going to torture the tom, most likely, from what the ghost got from how everything was going. he didn't think it was abnormal, either, considering captures and torture sessions have been around for a very long time. but...he thought the idea of torturing an anti-clanner because they had just possibly done something bad, was, to say the least, quite idiotic. it wasn't going to teach anyone any lessons, and it just made it so that the person torturing said anti-clanner look like a bad guy. he didn't think it was a very useful way of dealing with anyone. people were so clueless and tiresome,, kanato could have fallen asleep right there if he wasn't a spirit.


    " what a pain... " the ghost murmured, sighing.


    / ic opinions....although he is acting crazy, so, kanato's just being dramatic about it lol

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    Maeve was nearby, and she was frozen. Torture. Would there be blood? She didn't want to move but she wanted to leave. Oh gosh, oh gosh...


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  • Pippa happened to overhear Briareos before she stopped. She couldn't go over there seeing as she understood what the goal was, but she hated it. Hate was a strong word, and one she had never verbally used, but when it came to torture, she truly hated it; it sickened her. There could no interference from her though, especially considering she wasn't an actual member of RiddleClan. Clenching her jaw and cringing, she lifted a forepaw in the air but still didn't start walking away from or toward the scene. The Brotherhood was here strictly to help out with activity,but that didn't mean she would have to like what was going at the moment. A couple of former Brotherhood members had tortured captured members from other groups, but she had spoken against it much like the majority of the Brotherhood. In another group as a visitor, she didn't know what would be the best thing to do.


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    Pearlcatcher's head was on fire. The stitches on his temple seemed to have caved in, scratching at tender muscle, but the tabby shifted only slightly to alleviate the pain. His jaw was set as he glared up at the RiddleClan leader, even if his eye was twitching rather unbecomingly.


    "Oh dear," He said dryly, attempting to insert as much sarcasm in each letter as possible. "I was unaware I was in the presence of a preacher. Shall I repent my sins, father? I daresay looking after my people in a dirty, dirty deed."
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    "If I fall I will Always
    Pick Myself Up Again"

    [align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
    Are The Ones I Set"

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    "Hm, yes, looking after your people is indeed a 'dirty deed' when you gain wealth and resources through drug dealing and the like. Do not play innocent. I know what your group dabbles in."
    Briareos mused as he looked at his captive with a bemused expression. The lion would aim to press a paw down upon his victim, intending to flatten Pearlcatcher against the ground in an act of dominance.




    "I intend to do what is necessary, if this feline is smart they will accept their punishment. But if they rebel or attempt to make anymore further quips then I will gradually make this punishment steadily worse for him."
    The Primus would explain as he looked at Starjelly, a grim edge to his tone of voice.


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    Even though she led the Brotherhood, a peaceful neutral Clan, Sel was an anti-Clanner at heart. The heat of battle, with blood and fur flying, teeth, claws, blades, powers, the fear and fight... She loved it. She f**king loved it. She loved watching torture, as well, and she'd watch this even though the message of destroying anti-Clans was one she didn't agree with. "You don't need to watch." She told Pippa. They were there as guests, it wasn't their place to condone or condemn their hosts' actions.
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    [font=Monotype Corsiva][size=11pt]Commander
    ☠☠☠
    General
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    Quartermaster
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  • [size=4pt]wishy (c) 6/20/16 (scrollie)[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 0px transparent; border-left: 0px transparent; border-bottom: 0px transparent; border-right: 0px transparent; height: 220px; width: 300px; overflow: auto; margin-top: 1px; margin-left: -2px; font-size: 9pt;][justify][color=white]I hope you know this doesn't make you better than an anti-clan, Briareos. The cosmic entity told the leader through telepathy, fur standing on end. She had been to her fair share of anti-clans, and some weren't even that bad. Not all of them were full of cruel monsters, as she had first thought.
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    [align=center][spoiler=INFO]General


    stargit illuminatis-demore[prefers to go by starjelly] | no biological gender [she/he/them/any pronouns] | no biological sex | ageless | 8'3" feet tall | cosmic entity | all free bodies[mainly uses a feline or kirin body] | head of the illuminatis family | born from stardust | loves everybody equally | has an extreme fear of fighting anybody | medium physically and mentally | ref


    Clan


    tribe of burning dreams | attack in underlined white | armada warrior | scent manipulation, conjuration, blue blood & tears, invisibility, telepathy | cosmic queen that listens to all | loyal subject to all | bleeding heart | capture is easy/no maiming or killing/ask for major injury | lost and restless | cousin of volatiletimes & depression | naive


    Relationships


    pansexual panromantic | engaged to damon | no crushes | mentoring no-one | father time xx mother nature | tries to make friends with all | enemy of some | acquainted to many | desires to see better things in life


    LINKS
    Heartchart + Opinions | Storage | Thread hub
    Family thread(currently accepting)


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    The deputy snarled against the dirt, his slim jaws snapping at his holder. He stated down despite this
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    "Brie.." the cougar murmured gently, ears flattened against her head. She despised any sort of violence, and this made all her hair stand on end.


    "I don't..I don't think..." I don't think this is acceptable. she tried to say, but the words wouldn't come to the trembling RiddleClanner.


    Lyra couldn't watch. She turned herself away from the scene, wincing.
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    "If I fall I will Always
    Pick Myself Up Again"

    [align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
    Are The Ones I Set"

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    Briareos found himself unable to stop glowering at Starjelly, but after a while Lyra's words caught his attention. But these things only stirred up deeper feelings of aggression, something he was swift to turn on Pearlcatcher.




    The lion would lower his head down before aiming to let out a fearsome roar out in the face of his captive, making it quite clear that he was more than willing to push the limits if he had to. Raising his paw up he would then aim to bring it crashing down upon Pearlcatcher's tail, intending to break the appendage through brute force.
    "The anti-clans cannot be stopped through nice words and through petty gifts! They will only respond to a show of force!"
    He bellowed as he tried to drive his message home. He had endured countless wars and every time he learned the same harsh lesson: the nice guy always finished last unless they made the difficult choices, even if it meant throwing out all morals.



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    Distress, disgust, confusion, discomfort. All of these things registered in his mind as the tom surveyed the faces under him. They were as he was - maybe even more so.


    With this in mind, Pearl bit down on his cheek as he felt his tail separate into two internal pieces. He tasted blood on his tongue, but he kept quiet. No help would come of this lot, but it would be ride to continue on yelling if the general public could not gain anything of it.
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    "If I fall I will Always
    Pick Myself Up Again"

    [align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
    Are The Ones I Set"

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    The Primus lifted up his paw and became momentarily entranced at the sight of the broken tail, the slow realisation that he had done this beginning to set in. It was like some disgusting nightmarish blur. Briareos felt regret hit him instantly and he began to waver.




    But it was too late now to back out. The lion's path had been set now, there was no going back. His lips curled back into a snarl as he aimed to rake his claws down Pearlcatcher's back next, intending to draw it out with the hopes of inflicting maximum suffering upon his victim.
    'StarClan... have mercy on my soul.'