THIS USED TO BE A FUNHOUSE! (Open, Dual-Joining)

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    It was always safe to have a backup plan. At least, that's how Pinkplastic saw it.


    The vibrantly hued tigress was quick to settle down near the border of RiverClan, the cigarette she had down to a stump. It always steadied her nerves when great change happened, and she considered moving to not one, but possibly two strange groups something of a 'great change'. Her eyes slid back towards the boat that was used to get her to the island, and for a moment, she wondered if it was too late to go back. The Eden seemed pretty chill enough for her. No abusers, no lies, just fair-minded, if high-strung, animals. "Do I really want to risk it? Or am I just being a coward again?" Dark ears flattened against her head, and she took one last steady break of smoke before tossing the dead light away into the ocean. "Let's hope they come before I change my mind."
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    Pinkplastic's Tags (Updated 4/26)


    A pink tiger? That was weird. Really weird. Caesar's head was tilted as he came over to meet Pinkplastic at the border, clearly confused by her fur color. "You look weird." The apprentice commented, wrinkling his nose a bit, as if he were smelling rotting food or something. "Why are you here?"
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    (c) advo

    [spoiler=INFO & LINKS - UPDATED 4/26]
    GENERAL:
    caesar cipher | male (he/him) | apprentice of (non-traditional) riverclan; former minnow [shp] of (non-traditional) riverclan | physically and mentally 8 months
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT][/color] serval with brown eyes
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    none
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    no mental disabilities
    PERSONALITY:
    cocky, egotistical, quick talker, snarky, ill tempered
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, crushing on no one; still discovering romantic and sexual feelings
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically easy, mentally easy
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER:
    played by maple
    tag: #caesarcipher3
    Bill Cipher xx NPC (gen 2)
    casual character, please don't promote! titles/shoutouts are fine
    tv tropes/bio

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    [color=pink]YOU HAD A VISION THEY COULDN'T SEE, SO THEY PUT YOU DOWN...
    ❤ [color=white]— kate marsh — plot with kate — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][color=beige]It would be very hard for Kate to have missed this brightly colored tiger at the border. It certainly wasn't every day she saw a large striped pink feline. And she would be glad that she had stopped smoking by the time she arrived since the smell of smoke bothered her quite a bit. "Ah-- hello." the serval greets polietly as she limps over after Caesar, her ears flattening at his words. You look weird is certainly not words she would have used but uh... well. She supposed she had no right to be scolding anyone. Especially clanmates she hardly knew.

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    "And you look like shit. Not that nice being called a name, you know?" Pinkplastic shrugged her shoulders. Her cornflower blues rolled in her head while she produced yet another cigarette, lighting it up with her claw before placing it in her mouth. Her attention went from the Cipher to Kate, and she breathed out the remaining smoke in her mouth before speaking clearly, "Hey. My names Pinkplastic. Got any room in this Clan for one more troubled soul?"
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    Pinkplastic's Tags (Updated 4/26)

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    [color=pink]YOU HAD A VISION THEY COULDN'T SEE, SO THEY PUT YOU DOWN...
    ❤ [color=white]— kate marsh — plot with kate — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][color=beige]Trying her hardest not to react to the smoke that was now drifting her way, the serval stepped back slightly and offered a weary smile towards the newcomer. "I'm... sure it's no problem for you to join. Nice to meet you, Pinkplastic."


    If Caesar was anything like his father -- or his half-sibling, Horizon, the serval would have shrugged off that comment. The apprentice's fur puffed up defensively and he let out a growl. "I didn't call you a name. I just commented on how you look." He guessed Pinkplastic did the same to him, although 'shit' was more of an insult than 'ugly'. The serval jumped back as Pink lit up another cigarette and his lips curled in disgust. "I mean, I guess it's fine. Not like we have much a choice." If Pinkplastic hadn't commented on how he looked, he wouldn't be like this. "Caesar Cipher's my name. Can't say it's nice to meet you."
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    (c) advo

    [spoiler=INFO & LINKS - UPDATED 4/26]
    GENERAL:
    caesar cipher | male (he/him) | apprentice of (non-traditional) riverclan; former minnow [shp] of (non-traditional) riverclan | physically and mentally 8 months
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT][/color] serval with brown eyes
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    none
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    no mental disabilities
    PERSONALITY:
    cocky, egotistical, quick talker, snarky, ill tempered
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, crushing on no one; still discovering romantic and sexual feelings
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically easy, mentally easy
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER:
    played by maple
    tag: #caesarcipher3
    Bill Cipher xx NPC (gen 2)
    casual character, please don't promote! titles/shoutouts are fine
    tv tropes/bio

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    "Chill, fuzzball. Sheesh, are you always this high-strung?" She snorted, another puff of smoke coming from her nose as she stepped over the border without a care in the world. "And I thought Eden was a little high-strung for my tastes." She thought, curling her lip in distaste for a moment. She plucked the cigarette out of her maw and took a proper look around her surroundings. A tropical island was something familiar, and she swore she could see the ghostly memories of her birth. But Pink shook those out as well. She couldn't dwell too much on the past anymore. "So where do you all stay? I may as well make myself a home here."
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    Pinkplastic's Tags (Updated 4/26)

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    I'LL TAKE ANY DARE — ivylee x. — riverclan leader — samoyed — she/her — tags

    [fancypost=width: 450px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][align=justify]Oh dear, well that was troublesome... the little argument between Pinkplastic and Caesar, that is. Nevertheless Ivy was not one to focus on the negative, no. She was as positive as they got, always seeing the glass as half full rathe than half empty. She had a literal skip in her step as she hopped on over next to Kate, smiling over at her friend before peering a glance at the newcomer, offering her a nod in response. "Oh, don't mind Caesar... he's gone through a lot. I'm Ivylee, by the way, the leader here!" A sweet tone accompanied her voice as she spoke, going on to answer Pink's inquiry at an instant. "Oh, our camp is in a cave on the beach. I could escort you to it, if you'd like?"
    [color=transparent](c) to pure

    [center][fancypost=bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 410pt; text-align:justify] Now, here was someone just as pink as her name. Pinkplastic looked at the one in charge, and she couldn't help the small smile that marked her maw. But her sour edge came back in full force, and she dropped the smile in favor of another drag on her cigarette. "That'd be lovely. Thanks, I-V."

    OOC: Wrong subaccount, woo!
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    Pinkplastic's Tags (Updated 4/26)