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    Grumbling, Toxic made her way back into the alley, frowning. Worst nightmare.... Why couldn't she get rid of it? Just because she had been framed for murder... She sat down, and smirked. If this Discord guy was to tell the police, she would be arrested, but that didn't worry her. She had stayed under the radar for how long? Two years? Half of the Wanted posters where gone, and by the time they realized she was here, in Ponyville, she would have fled. Sighing, Toxic rummaged around in the garbage cans, only to find nothing. Soon, she would have to come out into the open and get some food, but she didn't have any money, nor friends that trusted her anymore. She could make a friend, but if the police came... She shook her head. She couldn't put a friend she had just made in danger. Sighing, she grabbed a newspaper and looked at the jobs. She found one that caught her eyes-Police Recruit. If she could become a Recruit, then she would prove that she was no longer a threat. But if they recognized her... She shook the though from her head, and tore out the article. She looked down as she walked into the sunshine, but continued to walk to the Police Station to hopefully get a job. And not get arrested.

    Cat's Name: Navywave
    Gender: Female
    Age: 16
    Apperance (Optional): Darker blue-gray she-cat with piercing blue eyes. Scar across muzzle.
    Personality: (Optional):
    Other:


    Cat's Name: Chainweaver
    Gender: Male
    Age: 30
    Apperance (Optional): Gray cat with dark gray markings.
    Personality: (Optional):
    Other:

    Navywave looked around, spotting a male in the cage next to her. Looking away, she spotted the other cats rom BerryClan. Groaning, she slumped to the floor. "Navywave? What happened to you? Has it made that big of an impact that you're giving up?" Looking towards the voice, she realized it was the male. "H-How do you even know me?" She asked, surprised. "Ah, you're my idol. I adore your bravery." He said. "I'm Chainweaver." She nodded, but still lay on the discomforting bottom of the cage.


    Frowning at Navywave's state, he looked away. "You know," He looked back at Navywave who was smiling. "Thank you. I never really thought I was that good. Good enough for cats to look up to me." Closing her eyes, she continued. "But now... I've really given up. I have nothing to be brave about here, do I? It's not like I can save everyone from this terror of a place. Chainweaver, I'm losing it! After a little time in this place... I'm breaking, Chain. I need help." Chainweaver frowned again, and made his tail touch her head in a comforting way. Navy looked up, and smiled.

    ((Okay.))


    Navywave looked over at the other cats in the cages, and she stopped at Shadewhisker. Glancing around once more, she stood. "Chainweaver, thank you!" She mewed, smiling. "I'll try my best to get everyone out of here, as will every other cat!" Smiling at Chain, she growled at the cage bars, and pushed against the cage, moving it, but very little. "Ugh. It'll take to long to push the cage to the floor, and by then, the twolegs might've come." She hissed, and looked at Shadewhisker again. "Chainweaver, can you try?"


    Chainweaver watched Navy with amazed eyes, but when she asked him to try, he shook his head. "Sorry, Navy. I can't! I'm too weak..." Looking down, he felt her eyes burning into his skin. "Chanweaver. No one is too weak. You have inner strength you don't know you have. But at least ty to bring it out. We all depend on someone to try." Navywave said, flicking her tails to where the kits and elder where being held. Chainweaver tried, but only managed to move it about the same amount as Navy. "We're stuck here. Navywave, we're never getting out."

    Navywave looked at Shadewhisker, and smirked. Great. These stupid twolegs wanted her to breed. But for what? For their stupid killing projects? She wouldn't be able to see her kits, so what was the point? Sighing, she sat down, back to the male. The point? Either she suffered, or her kits. Looking up at the dark ceiling, she closed her eyes. Why? Why did the twolegs come for BerryClan? Why not some different Clan?


    Chainweaver looked around, and in the darkness he saw Twistedsoul. Smiling to himself, he turned. He had liked Twisted and Navy since he was a kit, and even though he was older, he had always held onto those feelings. He knew what had to happen, and sighed. He didn't want to force it upon Twistedsoul, but he didn't want to suffer, and he didn't want Twisted to, either.

    I am Alice Collins. I am one of the only survivors. It happened on a normal autumn afternoon - the breeze was blowing, and people where out shopping. A man in a white trench coat wasn't very peculiar in New York. But this one was. He had poisoned a man. That was what started the apocalypse. It spread like wildfire. Soon, I was on the run, and managed to escape into a abandoned sewer system. Every now and then, I mange to go up and raid grocery stores. That was where I met many other survivors. We started a resistance. We had everything - The Brains, The Brawn, everything. And then my brother got caught. Many of our team tried to rescue him, and failed. We lost many in that battle. Would you like to join the Resistance?


    Form;


    Name:
    Gender:
    Looks:
    Personality:
    Rank:
    Age:
    Crush:
    Others:


    The Resistance:


    Leader: Alice Collins::16::Female::


    Co-Leader: Jason Smart


    Brains (1/5): Nesoi Alicia Black


    Fighters (1/10): Winifred Hope Nova, Robert


    Medics (1/3): Thomas Edison Nova


    Weapons Expert (0/2): Storica "Storm" Mason


    Spies (1/5): Jamie Dall::17::Female::(Blue eyes)

    Navy stared up at the ceiling, feeling bad for instantly rejecting the tom. She didn't feel safe around them, but Shdewhisker was trapped with her, so she couldn't do anything. The only tom she truly trusted was her brother, but he was gone now. Looking at her paws, she felt like crying. But what was the use? It wouldn't get her out of there.


    Chainweaver grew sleepy. He didn't know why - He had gained his rest the night before the cats where kidnapped. Still, the tom lay down and closed his eyes, fidgeting against the uncomfortable bars.

    Name: Navy
    Gender: Female, but prefers to be seen as a male. Only her friends know that she's female.
    Age: 15
    looks: Cross-bred with deer, so she looks like a deer. She as wings. Stripes on her legs. Tan, white.
    Cutie Mark: Paw print with silver arrow through it.
    Personality: Caring, Brave, Headstrong.
    Other: Toxic and Navy don't like each other. At all.

    OOC; No problem! RP when you want.


    IC; Alice sat on the ladder into the sewer, thinking about her brother, Brendan. Soon, Jamie came beside her. "Now you know what it feels like, don't you? This is why I was slacking before. Because I lost someone I loved." Jamie said, eyes burning into Alice's skin. "Jamie, go away. I'm not in the mood for your tall tales." Alice replied, holding back tears. "Alice Collins, you are our leader now! And if you think you can slack off on that job, then the Resistance is going to fall apart. Either take up your job, or I will for you." Jamie growled, her eyes hungry for power. "Fine. Jamie, thanks for bringing me to my senses, but I need you to stay a Spy, and if anyone where to take my place, it would be my Co-Leader, Jason." Alice said, smiling. Jamie hissed at Alice as she walked away, and stalked back to her "room". Pulling out a notebook, she furiously scribbled down some words; Still, Alice does not give up her position. What am I doing wrong? If I could just get more of the Resistance on my side, we could overpower that good-for-nothing girl. I still have hope I can pull it off... Jamie grinned, and slid the book back under the floor. "Petty little Alice! She won't see it coming!"

    "Hey, Jason. I was just about to com and find you. Do you know what's up with Jamie? She keeps asking me if I want to be leader, and how she'll take my place. It's kinda creeping me out." Alice said, motioning to Jamie's room. "And then she always runs off to her room afterwards." Seeing Winnie, she smiled. "C'mon over! Let's discuss our next raid, and hopefully Jamie will join us." Alice said, motioning for the girl to come over.

    Navy leaned against a lamp, watching the CMC. As a part time cop, she was assigned to make sure it's youngest residents stayed safe. Seeing a flash of green and purple out of the corner of her eye, she turned to see Toxic sprinting off in the opposite direction. Grolwing, Navy chased after her, soon taking flight. "Toxic!" She yelled, dropping down in front of the mare. "What do you want, Navy? I thought you left some time ago. I thought you died. Everyone did. And so now, you just come up and say hi? After leaving your best friend with a note saying that we weren't friends anymore?!" Toxic growled. "Toxic, that wasn't-" Navy started, but before she could say anything, Toxic darted off. "Fine! You... Wanted Criminal!" Navy spat the words out as she stalked away from Toxic.


    Toxic lay in an alley, wondering if she should go get the job or not. If Navy still knew she was Wanted, why not all the cops? But what Navy had said before she left really stung Toxic. Those words made her feel alone. Closing her eyes, Toxic growled. "I'll show you, Navy. I'll show you."

    Alice shrugged. "Yeah. But I feel bad for her sometimes, especially after she storms off. I really want to talk to her, but I don't ever have time to because she's either talking to me, or hiding in her room." She said, and sat down on the ground, crisscross.

    OOC; Both Accepted


    IC; Alice smiled. "Alright, so. Our next raid is on the Schuncks right by the old car wash right above us. They should be fully stocked, according to the last shipment before the apocalypse. If not, then our rivals must've gotten there first." She said, grimacing. "But, we will still carry out the plan. I don't think that they have, but they might've. We have to go up carefully. From recent results, the zombies are near here. We'll need everyone in on this, including Jamie whether she wants to or not. Storm will hep to pick out the weapons for our journey up, and Jamie'll look up before we go up. If the zombies are too close to go out this exit, we'll have to go further into the sewer to see the other exits. Then, we'll take some plastic bags we've collected from past experiences to put the food in, and get more plastic bags. Main objects we need - Healthy, vegetables, fruits, and grains, 'kay? Once we get that, we can get all the snacks we want." Alice said, clapping her hands. "Now, I'm going to go explain to Jamie." Walking down to Jamie's room, she knocked on the door.


    "Just a minute!" Jamie called from inside. The blonde girl was in her room, hacking into the team's computer. She was going to change everything and hopefully confuse even the Brains. She made her computer's I.P number a computer from above so they wouldn't be able to track it. Typing frantically, she finished and sighed, before shutting off the program and opening the door. "Oh, hi, Alice." She said in a fake cheerful voice. "What's up?" Alice told her the plan and she nodded. "Okay, I'll get ready. When are we going to pull this off?" Jamie asked. "In two days, okay? We need to hoefully get there before our rivals, to get what we need." Alice said, walking away. "Two days..." Jamie said, getting back on the computer and locking the door. She grinned, and sent an e-mail. "Haha! You'll never get there in time, Alice."

    Navy ran into the Police Station, shivering. Her mind drifted to Toxic, who was probably freezing. "Oh no." She muttered, trying to get back to the door, but was stopped by two officers. "Please! My friend is out there, somewhere!" She said,pushing against the officers, and almost breaking through before some more came over. "Sir, you're the best in our force. We can't have you being sick." Navy grew angry at that. "Is that all I am to you?! A powerful officer that is good so you don't fire him?! Not a friend, not a comrade, but an item to be played with?!" Navy burst out and ran to where she last saw Toxic. Spotting her in an alley, she bolted over. "Toxic, c'mon, we have to get outta here! We're gonna freeze!" Toxic shrugged and ignored her. "Why would you care if a Wanted Criminal froze to death? Wouldn't that help you?" Toxic muttered. "No, Toxic, please!" Navy said. "Go home, Navy. Don't worry about me. I have ways to keep warm, but if I tried to warm you, too, you would die." Toxic said, smiling. Navy hesitated, but nodded and ran back to the Police Station. Toxic smiled and began to glow green, causing an acid-like blanket to appear over her, keeping her warm.

    Name: Orepaw
    Gender: Female
    Rank: Apprentice
    age: 12 moons
    Looks: Brown-tan she-cat with green eyes. Lighter brown stripes.
    Personality: Usually happy, mischievous. Loves to play pranks and be innocent. She is very brave.
    Mate: None
    Crush: None
    Kits: None
    Other: She represents Oregon :3