black diamonds | open + torture

SANGO · Dec 14th 2016

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➤ Sango wasn't one to be pushed, that much had almost always been evident. She got emotional very easily and thus lashed out, so it was quite unwise for RiverClan to deny her and Faustus the supplies they'd so kindly tried to bargain for. But she wasn't complaining, if she got any excuse to sink her teeth into RiverClan flesh she'd take it.

She didn't bother announcing the torture, she was sure her clan-mates had probably seen it coming the moment Sango proclaimed she would keep the apprentice for a while. The way she had snapped at multiple NPC's grumpily after returning from RiverClan also foreshadowed this event, it was only a matter of time.

But she was done being nice, she gave them one chance and that stupid cotton ball they called a leader denied it.

At the moment her jaws were locked around VanillaPaw's scruff, carrying the feline out to a clearing not too far from camp and carelessly dropping her to the ground. "You were right, kid, your leader didn't even try to get you back. Guess that shows how much they care about you, huh?" The canine mused, stepping back as she pondered what to start with.

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Azacoatl · Dec 14th 2016

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Spectrum padding up, a sideways grin on her features. Sitting down, she lifted a paw, and with that paw lifted a rock on the ground. "Oo. First torture since I got back. Teehee, I would be willing to help if you get bored of it." Spectrum should go find someone to torture.. That would be fun.

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RUDY K.X. · Dec 14th 2016

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It was about time this RiverClanner got what was coming to her. She wanted to give them attitude? Now they'd show her what she was messing with.
Rudy sat down, silent, as he watched his mother prepare to torture yet another person.
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Duskflight · Dec 14th 2016

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/lol in Riverclan the same thing is happening to Lilith
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? HINATA, S. · Dec 14th 2016

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Why did he have to walk into the middle of a torture session here and now? The mottled tom sucked in a breath as he slowly and hesitantly walked over, brown eyes wide with his pupils narrowed into very thin discs. He swallowed harshly as he settled down far, far away from everyone else, already beginning to tremble as he looked down at the apprentice that was on the ground at Sango's paws. He already knew what was going to happen to the RiverClanner - he's seen the look on Sango's face before and he's heard those words before. Hell, she even said the word. Torture. The word sent massive shivers down his spine and his white paws curled into the ground. His chest felt really tight... "Ano... Is this really necessary?" Shōyō said mostly to himself, his brows furrowing as he stared down at Vanillapaw. God, of course he should've known something like this was going to happen sooner or later. He's grown up in ColouredClan, a clan who hardly ever did tortures. They were the most laid-back anti-clan ever...

He wanted to look away, really, but he couldn't. He just... couldn't.

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TAGS — UPDATED 12/10

GENERAL:
Shōyō Hinata — Nicknamed Shortie or Chibi-Chan — Cisgender Male — 16 months — ShadowClan Apprentice — ColouredClan Apprentice — No official titles — Ex-ColouredClan Bodyguard — Ex-ShadowClan Shadehunter — Bisexual Biromantic — Single — NPC x NPC

APPEARANCE:
BICOLORED DOMESTIC FELINE — HEALTH: 85%
— An bright orange and white bi-colored domestic cat with wide coffee colored almond-shaped eyes and messy, unkempt and wild fur. His paws, some parts of his chest, legs, throat, underbelly, and face have a sort of creamy coloring though as you reach his extremities (toes, etc.) it becomes a stark white. He is often adorned with bandages and band-aids as he hurts himself quite often. Shōyō is shorter than average, standing roughly at the height of an ten month old apprentice. He has a relatively thin build and is very athletic. A more recent feature that had been added is a pair of black feathery wings that he had grown in. The wing span is just over a meter.
Major Injuries: Heavily damaged right wing, multiple deep wounds on lower back and hind legs (induces a heavy limp)
Minor Injuries: General bruising, scars across his back and smaller scars around his wrists, large scar on his chest, improperly healed left hind leg

PERSONALITY:
— Lovable, cheerful, considerate and reflective, creative, friendly
— Cute, unpredictable, competitive, aggressive, dedicated
— Expressive, determined, stubborn, childish, cowardly, too pure
Shōyō, overall, is an expressive and happy-go-lucky person who loves to befriend others and make them laugh. He has a strong sense of humor and is seemingly never seen tired or without energy, for he's basically known to have ceaseless bounds of it. Shōyō, being a volleyball player, is naturally competitive and doesn't like to lose to anyone and if he does, he'll guarantee them a rematch in the future no matter the circumstances. Shōyō is unbelievably gullible (even now) and is rather easy to deceive, but on the other hand he could be a bit of a trickster himself and come up with the most devious of pranks though it's all in good fun. While childish by nature, Shōyō is mature to some degree and knows when to get serious and to not mess around and would like to have his own opinion valued in times of seriousness.

INTERACTION & CONFRONTATION
— Moderately trained | Mentored by Fayina
— Will start fights | Will run away from fights | Unlikely negotiation
— Most likely to attack smaller/similarly sized opponents
— Attack in underlined #ffffff or risk being overlooked
— Powerplaying non-violent, harmless actions are granted!
— Very easy to make friends with, especially if they act similarly.

NEFERTARI · Dec 14th 2016

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being new to the clan system, she could not understand the need to be enemies with another clan.. just cause. or how no one tries to improve relations so they do not have a nagging enemy at their back constantly poking. biting her lip, the pretty fae shook her head, "this is not cute at all", she mused almost quietly. the six moon old crept forward, her blue eyes on the riverclanner and pity befell the small feline. "no. you will not hurt her. she did nothing to you, so there is no reason to hurt a child, that's being a bully", she growled lowly, though it was no more than a squeak. standing up for an enemy was one thing but regardless of which clan she stayed in - her values would not change. the pink fluff ball had been walking past, as she was going to train by herself as she was still a newb in the clan. but, this had caused her to hesitate as she had heard about the lost riverclanner that they had kept for resources. if this was the type of clan to imprison lost children, then she'd have to reconsider her choice of home. sigh. no, this was her home and she wanted to love it for it's bad and good and hopefully change it for the better. trotting forward, the vibrant femme placed a territorial paw on the riverclanner.

"this isn't right, er, you - ma'am", she hadn't met sango so had not known her name so she quickly thought of a substitute.
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ROSS H. · Dec 14th 2016

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The ragdoll limped over to the scene with a small frown tugging at his lips, he would take a shaky seat next to Shoyo. He wasn't sure of what to say during this situation thus he decided to remain silent as he would give Shoyo a comforting nudge. He flicked his ears back preparing to see what the Riverclanner would go through, he sighed quietly deciding to adjust his glasses and keep the weight off his broken leg.
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RADIOACTIVE · Dec 14th 2016

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SANGO · Dec 14th 2016

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➤ "I appreciate the offer, Spec," Sango would nod in response to the feline, watching as others showed up before her gaze landed on Shoyo. She knew he wouldn't like this, but this was something she felt as though she needed to do, anger pulsing like a poison through her veins. But soon Marionette pushed her way to the RiverClanner, and told her what to do.

The moment the pink feline stopped speaking, Sango's gaze locked onto her with such fury, it would be surprising if she didn't shrink away right then and there. "Come again?" The canine hissed, a small burst of blue flames escaping her opened jaws as she exhaled. The situation would likely have been different if Marionette were someone else, but unfortunately it wasn't.

But the sound of Radio's voice and his the swift touch on her shoulder drew her attention away, posture visibly relaxing the slightest bit. "They said no. They said they didn't want to trade her the first time I asked, and I'm not asking again, Radio. They're begging for it. We can still force her over with a few scuffs and bruises." But a few scuffs and bruises weren't what Sango had in mind, when she said minor injuries like that it was very likely she was contemplating tearing off a limb or breaking something.

The only one who would likely be able to quietly defuse the situation as of now would probably be Radio, however, Sango was rather intent on doing some degree of damage.

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NEFERTARI · Dec 14th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; line-height:97%; height: auto; font-size: 8.7pt; text-align: justify]the female froze as sango locked in on her, swirls of her own blue optics hardened briefly before softening. flinching at the sight of blue fire escaping her maw, "you heard me", she mewled softly, not understanding why she must repeat herself, but figuring out it was better for others to handle the situation. mary did not fear her clanmate, that would not be the way of the clan, or so she had heard. but, a few cold stares or glares would not hurt physically but it did hurt a bit, inside. she did not know sango, a stranger to her as sango was to the pink marshmallow. although the fae didn't want to get off on the wrong paw, she thought her values mattered a bit more in her own mind. casting a lingering look at the group, before resting on shoyo - then smoothly did her eyes meet radio.

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SANGO · Dec 14th 2016

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➤ The moment the words were said Sango's massive form lurched forwards, aiming to shove the feline backwards. Not enough to hurt much, but perhaps shock her for a moment and send her stumbling back or falling. The light sense of calm that had briefly taken hold of her mind melting away in a split second and flames dancing around her paws, threatening to creep up her limbs and engulf her entire body within it's embrace. "What makes you think I'm going to listen to you." She scoffed, eyes narrowing.

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Vanillapastry · Dec 14th 2016

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[justify][size=8]Vanillapaw whimpered as she was thrown to the ground, her heart racing with fear. The medic didn't know what she could do to escape or get out of the situation. She didn't want to be here, she truly regretted every move she made while within Shadowclan's borders.

Tears welled up in her eyes as Sango argued with the other members of Shadowclan, knowing that no matter what they said she was going to get hurt. Vanillapaw pressed her lips together and remained down on the ground. "Please..." She whispered, pressing her eyes shut. "I-I never w-wanted this.." The medic pleased, flinching.

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ROSS H. · Dec 14th 2016

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"Sango! We must not fight among one another!" Ross rose to his paws feeling his own coat bristle slightly as he limped over next to Radio flicking his ears back "Radio has a point. . . We need to get our clanmate back. . ." Though several questions swamped his mind wondering if the Riverclanners had harmed Lilith already, his coat puffed out even more at the thought. His calm heterochromatic eyes continued to rest onto Sango hoping the hellhound would stop.
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NEFERTARI · Dec 14th 2016

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the femme was surprised as she didn't think her words would have much of an effect, being shoved back, the six moon old stumbled back and fell on her hindquarters. the softness in her eyes hardened with anger, "don't touch me again, you have no right", she spat out - pink fur rising then just as quickly falling. "and because it's the right thing to do", the feline said, words calm despite the storm brewing in her eyes. yes, she was a tiny little thing but now she wasn't so sure that a clanmate would not hurt her in the future. maybe or maybe not, "just take it as a strong suggestion", she sighed, being angry was not cute and she did not want to fight a clanmate over an outsider; but she would if the suggestion wasn't taken. she did not know who this lilith and a part of her didn't care.

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A?AM. · Dec 14th 2016

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;line-height:1.5]His head had only begun to scream at him during waking hours recently, but the cries of the dead were beginning to affect him. His mood had gone from considerably alright to a downright snappish brute, and truly, nothing RiverClan was doing had helped. Why should they conserve that apprentice? They'd so willingly thrown away an opportunity to have her back safe, and she'd already proved how worthy she was of certain punishment.

Hellish golden eyes erupting in flames, the ungodly beast stalked over with his shortened tail swishing wildly. "She'll still be intact," he spoke lowly, an exhausted rumble that somehow still managed to be angered escaping him.

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SANGO · Dec 14th 2016

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➤ "Then get this pink priss out of my face!" The hellhound snapped, eyeing the feline as she continued speaking. "They probably hurt Lilith already, and even if they didn't I'm sure they will soon. The being said she'd angle her head towards VanillaPaw. "Before getting lost, next time try to make sure your clan-mates will actually care that you're gone." The words were spoken harshly, more so than before seeing as she was getting even more riled up now. Her gaze searched for a target other than Marionette, locking on VanillaPaw's right leg, which seemed to be held at a rather awkward angle. Broken, huh? She wouldn't be needing that. "Most of her will be intact, it's enough." Sango responded, aiming to lunge forward in one swift movement and secure her jaws around VanillaPaw's leg, teeth sinking into flesh as a few light tugs were delivered. Unless the apprentice moved to jerk away, it likely would be enough to tear the limb from her body.

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Vanillapastry · Dec 14th 2016

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[justify][size=8]Vanillapaw flinched hard as she felt Sango's teeth sink into her flesh. The serval let out a desperate cry and tried to jerk her limb that was being grasp. But alas, that leg was broken, so she was unable to move it. She felt adrenaline run through her veins. Vani whimpered, her body shaking with fear of what would happen.

As her limb began to be tugged on, the medic let out a shriek loud enough to shatter glass. Starclan save me, Starclan save me, Starclan save me, She continuously prayed through her yowl. Tears slid down her face and Vanillapaw felt pain barely able to be described.

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NEFERTARI · Dec 14th 2016

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the female cast a annoyed look faustus, whom seemed to agree with the canidae, diverting her attention back to sango. her teeth bared and a hiss followed through, her pink fur was something she was self-conscious about and she was just a little prissy - so what! and she wasn't much of a name caller but since sango threw the first stone, "no one is in your face, mutt, stop being so savage", she said warily looked back at Faustus, ready to guard the riverclanner. "no one is touching- NO!", the femme wailed pitifully as sango went for the domestic's leg. they were literally the same age, or very close, having just exited kithood - reminded the feline of the sister she once had. the sweet and calm demeanor, and to watch someone being tortured and maimed because they were lost was horrific. but, she could do nothing but watch, too small and too kind to harm her clanmate, her eyes filled up with unshed tears. "you are horrible", she spat out and ran away with a sob.

i'm sorry, riverclanner.

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? HINATA, S. · Dec 14th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8.5pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: verdana;]For the moment, Shōyō remained put. He knew things weren't going to go well when Mari tried to get Sango to stop the torture and, for a bit, he really wanted Sango to listen to the six month old apprentice. Alas, the Gravedigger didn't, just as the young male feared. His tawny gaze and the hellhound's smoldering gaze met briefly and he honestly didn't know what to do or say. He forgot how to breathe as he jumped slightly when Ross nudged him. It was an attempt at comfort and the young ShadowClanner bit down upon his lip as he hesitantly turned his head back onto what was happening before them.

It seemed to escalate rather quickly... Sango quickly snapped at Marionette to put her in her place. His ears flattened against his head as he chewed on his lip and let out an very quiet noise akin to what sounded like a whimper that only those nearest to him would hear. He voiced his immense discomfort through this. Radio tried to convince Sango that they should hold off on hurting Vanillapaw and he stiffly nodded his head too to show that he agreed. Nothing... Nothing was going to go his way. Someone always had to get hurt.

Shōyō raised his head once he saw Sango move closer to the medic and he saw her fangs dig into the flesh of her back leg. Screams from Vanillapaw rang clear in his ears and Shōyō had jumped up to his paws in less than a second. Tears pricking his warm brown eyes, the boy whirled around and began to hobble away as fast as he could right after Marionette, struggling to breathe while he was at it.

/outtie but i'm gonna watch as shxt goes down lol

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TAGS — UPDATED 12/10

GENERAL:
Shōyō Hinata — Nicknamed Shortie or Chibi-Chan — Cisgender Male — 16 months — ShadowClan Apprentice — ColouredClan Apprentice — No official titles — Ex-ColouredClan Bodyguard — Ex-ShadowClan Shadehunter — Bisexual Biromantic — Single — NPC x NPC

APPEARANCE:
BICOLORED DOMESTIC FELINE — HEALTH: 85%
— An bright orange and white bi-colored domestic cat with wide coffee colored almond-shaped eyes and messy, unkempt and wild fur. His paws, some parts of his chest, legs, throat, underbelly, and face have a sort of creamy coloring though as you reach his extremities (toes, etc.) it becomes a stark white. He is often adorned with bandages and band-aids as he hurts himself quite often. Shōyō is shorter than average, standing roughly at the height of an ten month old apprentice. He has a relatively thin build and is very athletic. A more recent feature that had been added is a pair of black feathery wings that he had grown in. The wing span is just over a meter.
Major Injuries: Heavily damaged right wing, multiple deep wounds on lower back and hind legs (induces a heavy limp)
Minor Injuries: General bruising, scars across his back and smaller scars around his wrists, large scar on his chest, improperly healed left hind leg

PERSONALITY:
— Lovable, cheerful, considerate and reflective, creative, friendly
— Cute, unpredictable, competitive, aggressive, dedicated
— Expressive, determined, stubborn, childish, cowardly, too pure
Shōyō, overall, is an expressive and happy-go-lucky person who loves to befriend others and make them laugh. He has a strong sense of humor and is seemingly never seen tired or without energy, for he's basically known to have ceaseless bounds of it. Shōyō, being a volleyball player, is naturally competitive and doesn't like to lose to anyone and if he does, he'll guarantee them a rematch in the future no matter the circumstances. Shōyō is unbelievably gullible (even now) and is rather easy to deceive, but on the other hand he could be a bit of a trickster himself and come up with the most devious of pranks though it's all in good fun. While childish by nature, Shōyō is mature to some degree and knows when to get serious and to not mess around and would like to have his own opinion valued in times of seriousness.

INTERACTION & CONFRONTATION
— Moderately trained | Mentored by Fayina
— Will start fights | Will run away from fights | Unlikely negotiation
— Most likely to attack smaller/similarly sized opponents
— Attack in underlined #ffffff or risk being overlooked
— Powerplaying non-violent, harmless actions are granted!
— Very easy to make friends with, especially if they act similarly.

Azacoatl · Dec 14th 2016

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Spectrum pinned her ears back as Vanilla paw screamed. "For the love of everything holy, shut the fuck up." She hissed, wagging there tail with annoyance. She didn't expect Vanilla paw to hear her, but not like she really cared.

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