TAKE ME DOWN TO THE RIVERBEND // open, Cresselia was attacked!

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    So the Knights of Eden have been brought back; how amusing. Bill wondered if they would be allowed back, even though Arthur had exiled them when he led before they merged with RiverClan. They doubted it; even if this wasn't the same Knights of Eden, they surely wouldn't allow a being such as themselves to join. So, as such, they'd still consider themselves exiled from the Knights of Eden.


    So why was Bill here? Well, they were looking to see if they could catch a Knight and see if they were just as powerful as they remembered.


    @Miss Ririchiyo
    "speaking" actions thoughts "corrupt speaking through bill" corrupt speaking mentally at bill


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    GENERAL:
    "mind corrupted" bill cipher | nonbinary (they/them/their/it) | member of the rebellion of terminus, ex-godfather [leader] of the cartel, ex-emperor [leader] leader of The Exiles | former titles: weird ass motherfucker, cut throat, warmonger (the cartel) | mentally 1 trillion years; physical age unknown
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT] golden feline with black markings
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    "FINN" scar on rump
    scratch scars on neck
    scars change depending on what body he possesses; the "corrupt" scars and the "FINN" scars stay, however
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    physically and emotionally unstable (body is constantly twitching)
    corrupt is currently trying to break through
    PERSONALITY:
    insane, irreverent, eccentric, psychopathic, outlandish, outrageous, extremely masochistic
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, asexual and aromantic
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically medium, mentally very hard
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER
    casual character, please don't promote!
    can only speak a few words in English (native tongue is always in some sort of code)
    let bill injure/kill your character(s)!
    played by maple
    tag: #corruptcipher
    tv tropes/bio/other information and links

    Cresselia, a rather small bengal she-cat with a forked tail, unusually long fangs, and blind, blue eyes. Her "seeing" guide, Talon's Swoop, a spotted hyena who was often seen with the blind she-cat around the Kingdom, but not today, due to his own Knighthood duties. The apprentice physician had to look for more herbs under Pixel's orders, dissatisfied with the fact that she was always stuck with the stupid duty. "I was supposed to be a damn Knight like Talon! Blindness shouldn't hinder me! I can fight just as well as he can!" The bengal hissed, snatching up chervil blindly.

    The sound of someone grumbling and complaining caught Bill's attention. The demon halted, ears perked as they scanned the area. EOLQG. Corrupt in their mind.


    Bill stalked forward and leaped, trying to pin CRESSELIA down, or at least try to take her side.


    //mobile + rushed a bit since I'm in class!

    With a screech of surprise, the blind she-cat tumbled over, pinned down. "Who's there?! Let me go!" The bengal yowled, kicking her legs as if trying to kick the animal who pinned her down. "I swear, once I get myself free, I'm going to rip you to shreds!" She hissed, lashing her forked tail around frustratedly.


    //Aaa I forgot to ask! Are you alright with Bill branding her shoulder? It'd just be a triangle.


    Aha, that was easy! A grin creeped its way onto Bill's face as they chuckled in response. "Are you?" They sneered, trying to dig their claws into CRESSLIA.

    "speaking" actions thoughts "corrupt speaking through bill" corrupt speaking mentally at bill


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    GENERAL:
    "mind corrupted" bill cipher | nonbinary (they/them/their/it) | member of the rebellion of terminus, ex-godfather [leader] of the cartel, ex-emperor [leader] leader of The Exiles | former titles: weird ass motherfucker, cut throat, warmonger (the cartel) | mentally 1 trillion years; physical age unknown
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT] golden feline with black markings
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    "FINN" scar on rump
    scratch scars on neck
    scars change depending on what body he possesses; the "corrupt" scars and the "FINN" scars stay, however
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    physically and emotionally unstable (body is constantly twitching)
    corrupt is currently trying to break through
    PERSONALITY:
    insane, irreverent, eccentric, psychopathic, outlandish, outrageous, extremely masochistic
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, asexual and aromantic
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically medium, mentally very hard
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER
    casual character, please don't promote! (titles are fine)
    can only speak a few words in English (native tongue is always in some sort of code)
    let bill injure/kill your character(s)!
    played by maple
    tag: #corruptcipher
    tv tropes/bio/other information and links

    //Sure! I'm fine with anything as long as Bill doesn't kill her.


    "Yes, I'm sure! I'll slaughter you.. you imbicile!" She hissed, lashing her tail about.


    Bill only chuckled in reply to Cresselia's comment. Empty threats, is what she was saying. What could a blind she-cat do? Ha! They conjured up a knife -- which would be the only power-related thing they could do from now on -- and tried to stab CRESSELIA's shoulder with it. If they were successful, they'd try to carve a triangle-shaped brand into her shoulder.


    "speaking" actions thoughts "corrupt speaking through bill" corrupt speaking mentally at bill


    (c) advo

    [spoiler=INFO & LINKS - UPDATED 2/17][fancypost=bgcolor=; border:0px; width:375px; font-size:7.5pt]
    GENERAL:
    "mind corrupted" bill cipher | nonbinary (they/them/their/it) | member of the rebellion of terminus, ex-godfather [leader] of the cartel, ex-emperor [leader] leader of The Exiles | former titles: weird ass motherfucker, cut throat, warmonger (the cartel) | mentally 1 trillion years; physical age unknown
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT] golden feline with black markings
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    "FINN" scar on rump
    scratch scars on neck
    scars change depending on what body he possesses; the "corrupt" scars and the "FINN" scars stay, however
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    physically and emotionally unstable (body is constantly twitching)
    corrupt is currently trying to break through
    PERSONALITY:
    insane, irreverent, eccentric, psychopathic, outlandish, outrageous, extremely masochistic
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, asexual and aromantic
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically medium, mentally very hard
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER
    casual character, please don't promote! (titles are fine)
    can only speak a few words in English (native tongue is always in some sort of code)
    let bill injure/kill your character(s)!
    played by maple
    tag: #corruptcipher
    tv tropes/bio/other information and links

    With a loud screech of pain, Cresselia shook violently under the the feeling of blood seeping from her "branding". "Stop, please, stop!" The bengal cried out, her abnormally long canines scraping into the dirt roughly. She then attempted to push the animal ontop of her off of her, by trying to stand up. "Get off! Get off!" She hissed, tears filling her blue eyes as the pain finally began to sink in. She was being stabbed. A branding was being carved into her precious body. "Someone, please help!" She cried out desperately.


    Cresselia's sudden movement caused Bill to jump off her, ears pinning back in irritation. "Quiet." They snarled, lashing out a paw to try to rake CRESSELIA's side. Attacking someone always seemed to shut them up, or, well, it did in The Cartel and The Exiles when they led there. They needed to learn discipline and Bill provided it; by beating those who opposed them. A simple fix. Hardly anyone dared disobeying them after that.


    Cresselia's screams would likely alert her Clanmates, and that meant they had to leave soon. Ah, well, hopefully they'd be able to do more damage before her Clanmates came.


    "speaking" actions thoughts "corrupt speaking through bill" corrupt speaking mentally at bill


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    [spoiler=INFO & LINKS - UPDATED 2/17][fancypost=bgcolor=; border:0px; width:375px; font-size:7.5pt]
    GENERAL:
    "mind corrupted" bill cipher | nonbinary (they/them/their/it) | member of the rebellion of terminus, ex-godfather [leader] of the cartel, ex-emperor [leader] leader of The Exiles | former titles: weird ass motherfucker, cut throat, warmonger (the cartel) | mentally 1 trillion years; physical age unknown
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT] golden feline with black markings
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    "FINN" scar on rump
    scratch scars on neck
    scars change depending on what body he possesses; the "corrupt" scars and the "FINN" scars stay, however
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    physically and emotionally unstable (body is constantly twitching)
    corrupt is currently trying to break through
    PERSONALITY:
    insane, irreverent, eccentric, psychopathic, outlandish, outrageous, extremely masochistic
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, asexual and aromantic
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically medium, mentally very hard
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER
    casual character, please don't promote! (titles are fine)
    can only speak a few words in English (native tongue is always in some sort of code)
    let bill injure/kill your character(s)!
    played by maple
    tag: #corruptcipher
    tv tropes/bio/other information and links




    Cresselia Justice;;


    With a loud screech, Cresselia slumped down onto the ground, panting heavily. As a physician, even if she was in training, she knew that it was bad for her to move too much. Bleeding out would lead to her eventual death, and she most definitely didn't want that. So, Cress shut up, only letting soft whimpers of pain escape her maw. Only when she felt his claws rake her side, did she finally speak up again, her tone fragile and weak. "Why?.. Why are you doing this to me?" She cried out, too weak to move a single muscle.



    [center][color=white](c)trexgirl


    Why not answer her? "Power. Fear." Bill responded back, with Corrupt's voice echoing their own. Each one of Corrupt's voices -- there were three -- spoke deeper than Bill's normal tone, each one more slurred and distorted than the last. "KLDVI. UVZI." They chuckled as they went after Cresselia once more. She was already so weak, and Bill wouldn't waste time with prey that was this pathetic -- though they didn't like much of a fight. A little bit was alright, but this? Cresselia never fought back once. It was sad. Bill once again tried to rake CRESSELIA's side before they decided that this fight was over with. Her sobs and whines would likely be heard by now, and Bill had to leave before they were caught. But with that triangle on her shoulder, they were sure that the Knights would know -- or assume -- who did this.


    //Would you like this opened?


    "speaking" actions thoughts "corrupt speaking through bill" corrupt speaking mentally at bill


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    [spoiler=INFO & LINKS - UPDATED 2/17][fancypost=bgcolor=; border:0px; width:375px; font-size:7.5pt]
    GENERAL:
    "mind corrupted" bill cipher | nonbinary (they/them/their/it) | member of the rebellion of terminus, ex-godfather [leader] of the cartel, ex-emperor [leader] leader of The Exiles | former titles: weird ass motherfucker, cut throat, warmonger (the cartel) | mentally 1 trillion years; physical age unknown
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT] golden feline with black markings
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    "FINN" scar on rump
    scratch scars on neck
    scars change depending on what body he possesses; the "corrupt" scars and the "FINN" scars stay, however
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    physically and emotionally unstable (body is constantly twitching)
    corrupt is currently trying to break through
    PERSONALITY:
    insane, irreverent, eccentric, psychopathic, outlandish, outrageous, extremely masochistic
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, asexual and aromantic
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically medium, mentally very hard
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER
    casual character, please don't promote! (titles are fine)
    can only speak a few words in English (native tongue is always in some sort of code)
    let bill injure/kill your character(s)!
    played by maple
    tag: #corruptcipher
    tv tropes/bio/other information and links




    Cresselia Justice;;


    /Sure!


    Cresselia had shut her eyes tightly, trying to make sure this wasn't just a nightmare happening. Where was Talon? Pixel? Driftingspirit? Anyone? She cried out in her mind, taking one last desperate attempt to defend herself, lashing out towards the animal who had hurt her, claws unsheathed and sharp. Maybe that was her deathwish, but Cress sure as Hell wasn't going to go down pitifully and weakly.


    [center][color=white](c)trexgirl

    Driftingspirit had been alerted by one of his Ensigns - namely Talon's Swoop - that Cresselia was missing. Aware of her blindness he had set off to try and find her, and it wasn't long before the commotion caught the attention of his senses. Bill's scent hung heavy in his nose, the voices and cries of pain rang in his ears, and the flashes of yellow fur lingered in his vision like those lingering green patches you get in your eyesight when you glance at a bright light. The Field Marshal came running, a snarl building up in his chest, but he was much too late to prevent any of Cresselia's injuries. He sighed heavily and bent to speak with her, sympathy obvious in his amber eyes. "Cress...you're not okay. Can you walk? Can I carry you? You're a trainee, you must know if I'll do you harm by carrying you...otherwise I'll just bring the Physicians here."

    @Cinderwish
    @Skypher !
    @lessa s.




    Cresselia Justice;;


    Cresselia lifted her muzzle weakly when she heard the Field Marshall's gentle voice, basking in it for a moment. "Moving too much will make me bleed out more.. From what I remember. I need these wounds patched up before I can move.." She sputtered out, her blind eyes gazing in the direction of her leader's voice. "Sir.. I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry.." She whimpered, sniffling softly. She looked like a kit, frail and scared as if she had been traumatized, which she was. When it came to things like this, Cresselia was very unstable, mentally and emotionally. The triangle that had been sliced into her shoulder burned painfully, and the gashes in her side oozed crimson droplets that she was thankful she couldn't see.


    [center][color=white](c)trexgirl

    "No, no. Don't apologize. Just lie still, lie still. They'll be here soon." the brown and white dog sank down next to the Bengal, warmth and enormous concern in his expression as she studied her. He was careful not to touch her sore body, but attempted to gently lick her ear. "You'll be okay."

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width:450px; font-family:constantia; font-size:12px;text-align:justify;line-height:110%][center][ ... ] LESSA REN SOLO.
    [center][fancypost=bgcolor=; border:0; width:450px; text-align:justify; font-family: constantia; font-size:11px; line-height:1;]The petite marten skidded to a stop beside Driftingspirit, eyes wide and anxious. Her bushy tail swayed left and right. Lightly, she titled her head, allowing her right eye more direct contact with Cresselia's injuries. Her mind is already moving, conjuring up different combinations to stop the bleeding and help heal the gashes. There were many ways to go. Marigold would prevent infection and stop the bleeding... Then cobwebs of course, to act as bandages. Yes, that would work.


    "I k-know what I n-need, I-I'll b-be right back." The mustelid is quick to bound away, unwilling to take a single moment of pause. Cresselia needed to be patched up as soon as possible, lest she lose too much blood. She returned carrying a stick with wrapped cobwebs and some marigold leaves in her mouth.


    [ permission to heal? ]

    ★ I wanna be your bit of light | updated 2/11/2017


    Just the sight of Cresselia made Eva pause. Not that she hadn't seen worse, of course not, but she just thought she wouldn't see anything like this so soon. The lioness padded up so that she was standing beside Driftingspirit, gazing down at the injured feline. It was ridiculous to ask who did this to her, but maybe she had recognized the smell. "Cresselia," she began, her rough voice sounding strange as she tried to make it sound soft. "Did you recognize the scent of the attacker?"


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    [center][fancypost= border-width: 0px; width: 330pt;][align=justify][font='Georgia, serif']"Dammit!" The curse word was the first thing that had slipped out of the canine's mouth as he stood, cringing at the scent which the attacker left behind. He hadn't known who Bill Cipher was, and if he had, he'd surely wouldn't let him get away for this preposterous crime. He hated those who thought torturing someone was something that they had the right to do, and would do anything to get his paws on that demon. Nobody hurts his clanmates like this... nobody. "It's okay, Cresselia... it'll be okay. I won't let him get away with this." No, they would find the attacker, and they would make sure that he wouldn't do this to anyone ever again. Sadly, Lucas was unaware of how difficult that would be. It was Bill Cipher, and anyone who knew who the dream demon was knew that he wouldn't learn his lesson and change his ways... ever.

    [spoiler=tags | updated 2/25][align=justify][font='Georgia, serif']
    -- GENERAL;
    - Lucas Cromwell | Brigadier of Warfare/Liberation [HP]
    - Ambassador to HawkClan | Title of Alight Knight
    - 24 Months Old | Ages every 100 posts
    - Male | He/him pronouns | Bisexual | Biromantic
    - played by kicksie
    -- PHYSICALITY;
    - Alaskan Malamute dog | Custom pelt - tiger stripes | Looks like the Pokémon Arcanine
    - Bright fiery eyes | stands at 4'6 on all fours
    -- PERSONALITY;
    - Respectful | Noble | Witty | Courageous | Clever | Charming | Bold
    - Peaceful unless fighting is necessary | Fair and generous | Strong-willed
    -- RELATIONSHIPS;
    - Single | Not crushing | No current relations
    - Head of exclusive Cromwell family | Open to adopting characters into the family
    -- CONFRONTATION;
    - Extremely difficult | Will fight for justice
    - Swordsman | Fire elementals
    - PM to injure/capture | Attack in bold
    - Powerplaying peaceful actions is acceptable

    Breakingpoint ----


    The chocolate calico whirled in, a blur of mottled Browns after she'd caught the distinct, sharp smell of spilled blood. Some of her old clan mates would thirst for smell, crave it, but she found it mermerizing- when it wasn't her job to handle it, of course. The Physician trainee first cast a glance to check that it was safe to approach before stepping closer to her injured peer. Was that.. a triangle? What a weird, pointless mark. It wasn't even quick to make, considering the angle one would need to take and how easily flesh could tear when corners were cut so closely.Having seen someone saying they knew what they needed on her way in, Breaking was stationary. She didn't know anything beyond the common herb, but at least she could stay here with the patient. Right. She couldn't fall unconscious, in case of shock. Her heart might stop, or something. "Hey there. I'm Breakingpoint. You're being taken care of yeah?" That was about as smooth as that introduced was going to give. Reaching out for something to say that wouldn't increase the tension in the air, the feline cast her green eyes out to those surrounding. "Can someone tell me what this is? And are there any next-of-kin?"