Lord have mercy on the witnesses [O; PUNISHMENT]

Beyondpaw · Dec 21st 2016

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"Exilers! We have traitors in our ranks!"

Brackenwing hadn't cleaned his pelt since the harsh scuffle, the blood that matted and stained his pelt used in his favor for intimidation as he let out a snarl. He was a wild animal, mental instability clear from the moment his wild eyes began to flick around the clearing. Claws tore at the ground with pining anticipation, his regeneration only doing so much that he only seemed like his shoulder had mended. It was sore still and caused him to lean more one way than the other, but that was no matter to him. He had the pride and honor of his leader to defend, who wouldn't be proud to fight as her champion?

"Whitepaw! Whitedove!" His voice roared as he stepped out in the middle of camp, tail lashing behind him as he circled about to create a sense of space. Others could watch if they wanted to, he knew Dystopia needed them all to witness this to strengthen their standing together as The Exiles. "You've exposed your belly to the enemy, showing non-joiners mercy and leniency when they stumble upon our boarders! You've interrupted several intruders being chased off, captured, and punished, sending signals of weakness and negligence back to their home clans!"

"This is not the Exiler way!" he asserted, pelt prickling as he tensed himself and readied for another fight. "We will not stand for your inadequacy!" by now he wasn't sure how many had gathered or what opinions may be forming about this, there were only a few that really mattered to the point.

"The way I see if you have two choices!" his growl tore through the chilly air, followed by a snap of jaws. "You can turn around and leave," with the whole clan chasing and cracking at their heels. "-or stand here as an Exiler and accept the punishment for those who disobey their leaders law!"

The chain was only as strong as their weakest links, and Bracken was ready to cut them loose today. Personally he hoped they'd stick around and go for a round two, static electricity had already started cackling the air with excitement. "What is your choice?!"

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binary code · Dec 21st 2016

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dystopia · Dec 21st 2016

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Nightflower Belladonna · Dec 21st 2016

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Nightflower heard his mates voice, the raw crackle of anger and ...power... made him move quickly through the caves to the clearing. His tabbys words perked his interest, eyes moving to Dystopia to see her approval. Good...! He turned and stood nearby, pride in his chest. Brackenwing was challanging the weak links in the clan, Dystopias approval to chase out the pathetic made him proud to be apart of a clan that stuck to its rules and morals. He dipped his head to Brackenwing, claws scratching the stone beneath him. May the Wolf give you speed, the Storm give you strength, and the Moon protect you.' He recited silently, eyes trying to meet the other blue orbs and knowing that Brackenwing was fighting for his leader and clan. Therefore, he would win.

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Vox L · Dec 21st 2016

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cyrus. · Dec 21st 2016

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Cyrus hummed with pleasure as he arrived to watch the showdown. Either take their punishment or leave? God, why hadn't he thought of this. The idea of taking out the traitors in the clan was exhilarating, and he looked forward to the whole event.

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GENERAL:
★ CYRUS CIPHER DISHARMONY DE DIEU| CY / CYR / CUCULO | CISGENDER MALE
★ biromantic | demi-sexual
★ 8 months | ages at roleplayers discretion
★ Commander of War (HP)

IMPORTANT THINGS:
★ asocial + introverted
★ interested in politics
★ anxiety/panic disorder
★ An Asshole™
★ sociopathic tendencies

RECENT EVENTS:
★ Promoted to Commander of War
★ Gave up waiting for Confinedpaw

PHYSICAL:
★DOMESTIC FELINE [main] | health: 100%
— long cream fur with dark brown stripes around the ankles. dark brown ears. sharp, angular features that make him appear older than he is, and slightly menacing for a young cat. grey eyes.
— major injuries: n/a
— minor injuries: slashed & singed face

PERSONALITY:
★ literally Top Asshole™ is the best way to say it
★ introverted + asocial but will tough through it due to keeping up his name
★ very quick to judge and will hold that judgement for a long time

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ single-ish | ½ mirus | in love with Miles Upshur
★ parents -Bill Cipher x Brokenrecord Disharmony | gen 5
★ siblings - Ciel, Atrocitykit, Honey, Junko, Recklesskit, Chrysalispup, Insanepup, Frostedpup, Madkit, Halfkit, Rhys, Bezaleel, Silhouette, Jupiterkit
★ children | coming soon!
★ friends - Whitepaw, Confinedpaw, Miles Upshur

POWERS:
★ multiple possessions
★ telepathy
★ flight
★ shapeshifting

INTERACTION:
★ literally has 2 friends because he's rude
★ medium physically | hard mentally | well trained for a child
★ always looking for a fight
★ attack in #504955

Road N. · Dec 21st 2016

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Road padded forward, a sly grin on her face. Oh boy, an actual fight?! The tabby grinned at the accused and their charges. H*ll yeah! If they were going to get in the way, screw them!
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.Hollowpaw. · Dec 21st 2016

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hope, · Dec 21st 2016

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The two words rang in their head. The names of Whitepaw and Whitedove hung in the air, along with a sense of hopelessness as Brackenwing announced them to the world. Their ears perked up, then listened to what he had to say. Whitepaw and Whitedove- they were both so nice to Hope. That was why they were being punished, they realized- because they weren't supposed to nice to anyone except exiles. It was considered treason, or something along those lines. Swallowing hard, they sat down around the others to watch, blending into the crowd as best they could. They looked up at Brackenwing, both fear and excitement in their eyes. This was a great feeling. It made them feel alive.
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[spoiler=info | updated 12/19/16]GENERAL:
hope (break) | non-binary | any pronouns | aromantic | asexual | physically 3 months old | mentally ageless | 'born' december 12th, 2016 | sagittarius | member of the exiles (medic-interested) | death x the void | god(dess) of fate and death

PERSONALITY:
considers themselves lower than others because they're a 'void creature' | loves to hate themselves | thinks that literally everyone is great | has family issues + doesn't reveal last name | obsessed over their hope for an ideal world where everyone is happy | is very determined | suppresses all negative emotions; only shows positive or neutral emotions | extremely anxious around most strangers | mentally unstable | generally very cheerful | friendly towards everyone, but will not be a mediator as their self-confidence is too low | infp
— has bipolar disorder; frequently goes through episodes of depression or mania

POWERS:
— the sight, telekinesis, telepathy, gravity manipulation, emotion manipulation, teleportation, elementals, and all free powers + limited breaking of the fourth wall
— due to being a god(dess) of fate, they also seem to be able to change their immediate fate a little, though it's probably a combination of bullshit and luck

INTERACTION:
ridiculously easy physically | impossible mentally | will not start fights, will not end fights | will never fight anyone or even defend themselves if it won't improve the fate of the world | but can fuck shit up with various traps outside of battle | mental attacks do not work on them, as they refuse to allow anyone to see what goes on inside their head | may go to raids as a field medic | attack in #ffdae0 | can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions

bio — plot — heartchart

JUPITERDROPS. · Dec 21st 2016

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Jupiterpaw came hurrying over as soon as Brackenwing began shouting furiously, shocked by the idea that anybody would betray the clan. And both names were familiar, too, though she had only ever spoken directly to Whitedove. She seemed nice enough, but she wasn't going to get any sympathy from the little molly if Brackwing's accusations were true, and she didn't doubt they were.

Dystopia seemed especially pleased, noticed the apprentice as she came to a halt near the lioness. Then again, she supposed it was understandable; it must have been satisfying, knowing that the misconducts of your subordinates were about to be corrected. It must have given her a sense of control. Jupiterpaw certainly enjoyed such a feeling.

information | updated 12/19

- whitedove · Dec 21st 2016

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; height: auto; margin-top: -10px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt] Whitedove had been sewing up her own shoulder, when she heard Brackenwing's words rang out across the camp. She walked out, only to see familiar faces looking at her coldy. Never in her life had she been so alone but in that one moment. She walked out, looking at Brackenwing, psh. Idiot. She then looked at Dystopia... expecting her to be looking at Brackenwing in a rage... except that rage... was directed at her. She felt her shoulders slump slightly, before she straightened herself once more.
" Dystopia, I thought you trusted me. If it weren't for me, your cubs wouldn't have existed. I was there to help you during the black plague. To see you look at me with such hate after all I've done for you, your family, and this clan... is hard. I've never questioned your rule, ever. You know that. I've always wanted the best for this clan, and everybody that knows me should know that. After all, a mender that doesn't want the best for her clan... and her home... is quite the accusation. I wasn't concerned for the tresspasser. I was concerned for us all. In hurting somebody from another clan, we wage war against that clan. The last thing we need these hard times is an enemy to kill our clanmates. If I recall correctly, [i]you were the one to attack me, Brackenwing. I was only trying to help, and in doing that, you attacked your superior. I know my place in this clan as much as anybody. But because I'm a mender, doesn't mean I don't have the right to fight back, and to do what I think is right. If I recall correctly, the Exiles Law doesn't say to punish cowards, but rather, we have the right to settle our problems in the form of a fight. Which we already settled earlier. Not only that, but you attacked your superior, which is against our law. So how I see it, you're just blaming your mistakes on others. Whitepaw, on the other hand, did nothing wrong. He was voicing his opinions, nothing more, and nothing less. He has been always loyal to this clan, as have I. That being said, I see no reason for either of us to be punished. If anything, I've been 'punished' enough from your assault on me." She said sternly, ending her sort of monologue with a sigh.
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::Whitedove
:: Female
:: 1 year and 8 moons old
:: Dating Jacksepticeye ( Jack/Sean )
:: Master of Mending (HP) of the Exiles and Warrior of Sunclan
Battle Tags:
:: Extremely Hard Physically and Mentally
:: No kill & Ask for capture
:: Attack in Cyan, or underline if it's hard to see on your template.
:: Has never captured, tortured, r*ped anybody, and doesn't plan to.
:: Never kills without reason, often avoids fighting.
Powers:
:: Shapeshifting
:: The Sight
:: Telepathy
:: Telekinesis
:: Elemental Electricity Powers
:: Character Bond with Phantom Hawthorn, ( Can communicate telepathically and sense eachother's emotions, along with feeling eachother's pain ) and Jacksepticeye/Antisepticeye. ( Can see eachother memories and communicate telepathically )
Bodies:
:: All bodies have no left eye with a large scar on that side of the face, all bodies have cyan eyes, ( Save for spider, shark, and mamba bodies, their eyes aren't cyan, but are a really dark blue ), Each have a cursive 'A' burned somewhere on their body, and all bodies are female.
:: Small domestic black she-cat with white paws. ( Main )
:: Heavily scarred American Black bear with white spot on chest.
:: Black timber-wolf with a white tail.
:: Brazilian Salmon Pink Bird-eater Tarantula.
:: Normal Leopard Gecko.
:: Dark Unicorn.
:: White-bellied Sea Eagle.
:: Psuedo-melanistic Siberian tigress with white ears.
:: White dragoness.
:: Blacktip Reef Shark.
:: Black Mamba.
:: Yutyrannus with dark gray feathers, and lighter gray skin. ( A smaller feathered tyrannosaur, about 9 meters in length )
:: Ammit or Ammut ( Female Demon from Egyptian Myth, she has a head and tail of a crocodile, her upper torso and ears were that of an African lion, and has the lower torso of a hippopotamus )
Other:
:: Has one eye ( She's missing her left eye to be specific )
:: Always wearing an aquamarine sliver chain necklace, that glows in times of need, transforming her into an elegant melanistic deer in times of great danger.
:: Also wears a magnetic necklace with a doe pendant on it. A matching necklace with Miles Upshur's, who has a stag instead.
:: Carries a satchel of herbs at all times.
:: Almost always wears a leather sheath that holds an ebony dagger, and a stainless steel stiletto.
:: Often wears a black sash across the left side of her face to hide her scar and missing eye.

whitesilence · Dec 21st 2016

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:500px; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8]✦ whitepaw exhaled a calm breath, padding over with his usual dull expression that contradicted those of the one who shouted. " if i may speak first, " he meowed, [color=#000]" firstly, what you speak of, i have only done it "once" as far as you know, because you havent been here long enough to see anything ive done, thank you very much. i'm guessing you're talking about whitedove when you say "we've interfered with 'multiple' attacks on intruders". secondly, i was only doing as i was told, taught, and shown by those around me. do you know of dystopia's rules? being (one of the) first one the scene, the kid begged to go home, so i told him to run, and i said you could chase him if you wanted too. secondly, i didn't do anything to make you stop, i was merely spewing words they came to the top of my head because react poorly to yelling and screaming. you're here, questioning my position in the exiles, when you were the one who attacked the medic for standing up for what she perceived the rules to be. one of us has the rules wrong; me and whitedove, or you. the only one who can confirm is dystopia. as far as i'm concerned, i am not to be considered a traitor, as i didn't do anything to oppose of the attacks on the intruder, only speaking my thoughts. i didn't do one thing to make you think this way. " the boy tilted his muzzle towards the ground (which, velocity did her reading about; it shows submission for animals), turning his gaze back towards the leader with his normal expression. he'd been in this group since he was born; a whole, in actual time, 8 months, and not once had he done something out of line. this? he didn't think anything of it, which was why he was so calm now. there was no reason for this, and that's what he truly believed.
/ninja'd! + I THINK I DELETED SOMETHING BY ACCIDENT BC MOBILE
[hr][spoiler=12/13/2016][align=center][font=arial][size=8]ic opinions | pm main account to plot[hr][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:auto; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8][color=#000]GENERAL:
★ whitesilence cipher-harbringer | cis male | he/him
★ aromantic | asexual
★ 8 months | april 12th, 2016 | ages real time
★ paragon | the exiles

[color=#000]IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ takes what you say and uses it against you
★ probably the only member in the exiles who wont fight
★ has a hidden stash of books

[color=#000]RECENT EVENTS:
★ recovered from the plague
★ thinking about leaving | idea from littlekit and reiki

[color=#000]PHYSICAL:
★ feline [birth/main] | physical health: 98% | mental health: 76%
— detailed appearance && references
— major injuries: n/a
— minor injuries: n/a

[color=#000]RELATIONSHIPS:
★ single | ½
★ antipaw x bubonicplague | third generation | mentor: blindfold

[color=#000]POWERS:
★ telekinesis - discovered - mastered
★ name - [un]discovered - [un]mastered

[color=#000]INTERACTION:
★ avoids having friends; will say he hates you even if he likes you
★ mentally hard | physically extremely easy | never been in a real fight
★ attack in [color=#000][u]underlined #000

Nightflower Belladonna · Dec 21st 2016

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"Best for the clan...? The Exiles are already at war with every other clan. What good did you do us by making us look weak by arguing with your clan mates in front of strangers?" Nightflower scoffed. "He attacked you after you lifted the trespasser out of reach, you tried to subdued the fight and allow someone who does not belong here to flee without punishment; they easily could have left on their own. Sounds treacherous to me. And when I pushed Brackenwing aside, you stabbed him. When I told him not to attack fellow roguemates, you continued the attack and stabbed him." He growled. "The laws are clear, you deserve to be as punished as any other traitor. And Whitepaw, you're granted a position in this group. You should know the laws, they're stated even in the meetings. Dystopia has spoken her own feelings about what should happen to those not joining on several occassions."

And Dystopia already approved making an example of them. If Dystopia caved to their chattering it made her look weak, and proved there was no punishment for the constant disobedience. Whereas now, only these two looked like cowards trying to claim they did nothing wrong.

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dystopia · Dec 21st 2016

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; height: auto; margin-top: -10px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt]Dystopia would watch in silence as her fellow Exilers filed in for the show, her expression only lifting at the sight of Whitedove herself. The lioness’s eyes would harden into obsidian slits, her upper lip curling as a growl thundered in her throat. ”What, do you expect me to suddenly change my mind on the law I’ve set just because you did what I expect from a mender? A leader can’t have bias.” Her voice came out a raspy hiss, her claws scratching along the ground harshly. ”You’re scared of waging war? News flash; war is what we [i]live for here. It’s what gives us fuel and motivation. There is nothing more satisfying to a true Exiler then feeling the blood of an enemy under our paws. We’re the clan against the world, and that needs to be known.”

The boss lifted her chin, glaring down at Whitedove. ”According to Brackenwing, this isn’t the first time you have done something like this. So you can certainly stand another beating as punishment for all those times before, hm? Besides, you should consider it merciful that I’m letting this go with only a torture. I could have just ordered your execution, if you prefer.” If put in a foul enough mood, Dystopia could be quite the hateful and vengeful beast, and she wasn’t sorry for it.

Whitepaw came next, and her dark optics shifted to them. Really the only thing that mattered to her was the male’s final question about how those outside of their but in their territory should be treated. She lowered her head at this, shoulders hunched. Dystopia’s eyes darkened further, the pupils glowing fiercely as she spoke in a low and dangerous tone. ”You send them to their clan in little bloody pieces.” She snarled, barbed tail curling up as a threat. ”If they’re on the territory, might as well make an example out of them. Get some use out of the situation. That’s the Exiles way.”
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Kuchi Kopi · Dec 21st 2016

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; border-left: 1px solid grey; border-right: 1px solid grey;][justify][size=8]Stars kept a lack of emotion even as his heart pounded in his chest. What was going on? Were these people that crazy? Traitor seemed a bit dramatic The deer knew when to shut up and instead stood with his eyes locked on the ground.

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whitesilence · Dec 22nd 2016

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:500px; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8]✦ " as far as i knew, in that situation, i did know the way. " he gave a simple dip of his head in response to dys. [color=#000]" understood. ", with more emotion than he would let go on a regular day. he shifted his visionaries through the gathered group, and although it didn't show, he silently judged them for supporting bracken in this unfortunate situation. [color=#000]" and i didn't rebel when action was taken against him, because i didn't really care what was done. i let binary code and brackenwing attack. there was nothing out of line about what i did. just because i said you were ridiculous, you're going to torture me? " he turned his gaze back to brakenwing. [color=#000]" don't just spit out lies about me because you had a fight with whitedove. i did nothing, absolutely nothing. anyone who was there would know that i didn't fight back, didn't join the fight, or anything. i asked for you to chase him away, and you told me to shut up. now it's against the rules to be myself? i should be able to speak without being threatened, especially by you. when did you get here, a week ago? you're snarling and spitting over something that has nothing to do with me. "
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[hr][spoiler=12/13/2016][align=center][font=arial][size=8]ic opinions | pm main account to plot[hr][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:auto; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8][color=#000]GENERAL:
★ whitesilence cipher-harbringer | cis male | he/him
★ aromantic | asexual
★ 8 months | april 12th, 2016 | ages real time
★ paragon | the exiles

[color=#000]IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ takes what you say and uses it against you
★ probably the only member in the exiles who wont fight
★ has a hidden stash of books

[color=#000]RECENT EVENTS:
★ recovered from the plague
★ thinking about leaving | idea from littlekit and reiki

[color=#000]PHYSICAL:
★ feline [birth/main] | physical health: 98% | mental health: 76%
— detailed appearance && references
— major injuries: n/a
— minor injuries: n/a

[color=#000]RELATIONSHIPS:
★ single | ½
★ antipaw x bubonicplague | third generation | mentor: blindfold

[color=#000]POWERS:
★ telekinesis - discovered - mastered
★ name - [un]discovered - [un]mastered

[color=#000]INTERACTION:
★ avoids having friends; will say he hates you even if he likes you
★ mentally hard | physically extremely easy | never been in a real fight
★ attack in [color=#000][u]underlined #000

- whitedove · Dec 22nd 2016

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; height: auto; margin-top: -10px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt] Whitedove scowled." Dystopia, they already hurt the trespasser. When he was about to leave, Brackenwing tied him up, just to use as an excuse to beat somebody up. All he wanted was to get out. But Bracketing prevented him. He already made a mess of the trespasser's wings before that. I was merely stopping them frim wasting their energy on beatimg an already dead horse. No matter how much you deny it, it is clan against clan law to attack your superior, and it is law to fight a clanmate to settle differences. I've been in this clan longer than you have, Dystopia. Trust me, I know the law. I apologize if what I did offended you, Dystopia. I didn't intend for it to be that way. I'll refrain from doing it again. After all, Brackenwing did attack a [i]medic, his only one at that. If you ask me, it seemed he was just a tad bit arrogant and into the moment to realize what he was doing. I merely defended myself." She said simply. Why were they making this such a big deal..? Brackenwing attacked her. She sighed, before speaking in a normal tone." We've always had justice inside our clan, and among the members. But when somebody of higher power in this clan morphs their sense of 'justice' into their clan, and preventing justice from being what it really is.. we get, Breadsticks, Bills, and Henris. Not to mention, we get events like weirdmageddon. I'm not saying you'd go as low as them, Dystopia. I know you'd never do that on purpose. I'm telling you this as a friend, is to just be careful." She blinked her cyan orb at Dystopia, her gaze soft, and showing real concern. It showed she wanted the well-being for the fem, abd her entire clan." Whitepaw is right. He had nothing to do with Brackenwing and my own fight. Brackenwing and I just had a bit of a scuffle. Nothing more, nothing less. Brackenwing, I'm sorry for what I did to you, but I was defending myself, and I have no doubt you'd do the same if you were in my situation." She said, apologizing to the paragon. She was sorry for what she did, but she had the right to do so. He attacked her, not the other way around.
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::Whitedove
:: Female
:: 1 year and 8 moons old
:: Dating Jacksepticeye ( Jack/Sean )
:: Master of Mending (HP) of the Exiles and Warrior of Sunclan
Battle Tags:
:: Extremely Hard Physically and Mentally
:: No kill & Ask for capture
:: Attack in Cyan, or underline if it's hard to see on your template.
:: Has never captured, tortured, r*ped anybody, and doesn't plan to.
:: Never kills without reason, often avoids fighting.
Powers:
:: Shapeshifting
:: The Sight
:: Telepathy
:: Telekinesis
:: Elemental Electricity Powers
:: Character Bond with Phantom Hawthorn, ( Can communicate telepathically and sense eachother's emotions, along with feeling eachother's pain ) and Jacksepticeye/Antisepticeye. ( Can see eachother memories and communicate telepathically )
Bodies:
:: All bodies have no left eye with a large scar on that side of the face, all bodies have cyan eyes, ( Save for spider, shark, and mamba bodies, their eyes aren't cyan, but are a really dark blue ), Each have a cursive 'A' burned somewhere on their body, and all bodies are female.
:: Small domestic black she-cat with white paws. ( Main )
:: Heavily scarred American Black bear with white spot on chest.
:: Black timber-wolf with a white tail.
:: Brazilian Salmon Pink Bird-eater Tarantula.
:: Normal Leopard Gecko.
:: Dark Unicorn.
:: White-bellied Sea Eagle.
:: Psuedo-melanistic Siberian tigress with white ears.
:: White dragoness.
:: Blacktip Reef Shark.
:: Black Mamba.
:: Yutyrannus with dark gray feathers, and lighter gray skin. ( A smaller feathered tyrannosaur, about 9 meters in length )
:: Ammit or Ammut ( Female Demon from Egyptian Myth, she has a head and tail of a crocodile, her upper torso and ears were that of an African lion, and has the lower torso of a hippopotamus )
Other:
:: Has one eye ( She's missing her left eye to be specific )
:: Always wearing an aquamarine sliver chain necklace, that glows in times of need, transforming her into an elegant melanistic deer in times of great danger.
:: Also wears a magnetic necklace with a doe pendant on it. A matching necklace with Miles Upshur's, who has a stag instead.
:: Carries a satchel of herbs at all times.
:: Almost always wears a leather sheath that holds an ebony dagger, and a stainless steel stiletto.
:: Often wears a black sash across the left side of her face to hide her scar and missing eye.

Beyondpaw · Dec 22nd 2016

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"Tied him up? What in Starclan's name are you talking about?!" He scoffed, eyes wide. Was she daft and crazy? "What are you, stupid? Binary Code and I went to attack, then before we could reach the intruder you, Whitedove lifted him in the air! No one could reach him! No one got their claws on him! No one could capture or punish him because of you!" He snarled, agitated that neither of the pair were answering his call.

"And Whitepaw sat there and did nothing, mocking us as he supported Whitedove." It had happened time and time again. Remember the Musicbox ordeal? He sure did. How about all the other non-joiners? Nine times out of ten they were there starting fights and letting others go free. 'Attacking a medic', all they ever said was how 'stupid' he was for 'attacking a medic'.

He snarled as now his loyalty and honesty came into question for all to see, his wild stare glaring at those around him. "Luckily enough for me, Binary Code and Nightflower are both here. They were the witnesses to your treachery and if asked they would speak the same as I!" Claws openly scratched against stone. It was just as Dystopia said, being a medic didn't make you immune to the law.

Cowards, that's what they were. Cowards attempting to bite away at time and scoot farther and farther away from justice. "Dystopia's stance and laws are clear, she made her choice! Lying wont get you anywhere here!" Though it sure showed a lot more 'exiler' than in the past while they had been around.

"Make your choice now or I'll make it for you traitors!" he roared, rage spiking his pelt with electricity.

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Vox L · Dec 22nd 2016

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Nightflower Belladonna · Dec 22nd 2016

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Nightflower had to stop himself from jumping on Whitepaw. Brackenwing and himself were here for moons, working hard while this pipsqueaked skimmed by 'earning' his place by doing nothing. The lies from Whitedoves mouth made him bristle and he had to look away, glancing to Jammal as he found himself admiring his ability to speak. He couldn't even get himself to clear his throat and confirm Brackenwing was telling the truth - Code and Bracken hadn't gotten to the trespasser yet... He wasn't about to fight Brackenwing's fight for him, it would do more harm than good. However blue eyes hesitated and landed on Dystopia. He found himself waiting, waiting to see what she would do.

Was she going to believe Whitedove just because she thought she had some other say? This was approved, this was going to happen. Whitedove trying to kiss arse by compairing Brackenwing to some leaders that the group disliked? Pathetic! Exilers were nearly encouraged to fight if there was a dispute. If Whitedove was protecting someone from getting hurt - and even now lying about it to save her own hide - she should be punished.

He wanted Dystopia to say something to shut the liar up. Allow Brackenwing to jump her already. 'Poor me I don't want to be punished for protecting someone who shouldn't be here' was no excuse to not have actual justice. Dystopia said to Nightflower if people kept interrupting them doing their job, then they should get a bashing. So, was she going to allow it, or allow the law to prove pointless?

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