Posts by ( BOMBSHELLPAW )

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]> rushed, gonna go get food <3


    Bombshellblond was quite bored, she had been doing quite a lot today, rushing around, healing cats, the usual. The cream solid was also rather stressed and tired, life was so confusing, everything. From her love life that was beginning to fall into play, to the heartache she still felt towards Gallium. The brown-eyed beauty sighed, running her tail absentmindedly over the ground with a little flutter of her thick eyelashes. The she-cat didn't know anything anymore.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]When the news broke out, Bombshellblond not only felt happiness, but fear. He wasn't returning from a little rendezvous out in the forest, no, he was returning from Bloodclan. "Shit Atticus, help me please." she mewed to the older cat, mouth shoved full with herbs. Taking some of the marigold, she begun to chew the petals into a thick creamy paste, slathering them over the scratches and over the tip of the half-tail. She wrapped and plastered some cobweb over the cuts, but she didn't have enough time to bring back a hole lot of materials for a cast. Atticus would need to help her in that.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]yes to all <3
    can you guys make the thread?
    me and dawny are gonna have like a huge 500 word post marathon thread in a minute so i need some help lol


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]Bombshellblond couldn't help but giggle, eyes crinkling in the corners. He really was quite a funny cat! "Erm, any? How about you then." the she-cat asked with a sarcastic -yet friendly- tone. Trees huh? Interesting topic I might say.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]Bombshellblond shook her head, unfortunately, she didn't know the mentor. It was good however to get on better terms with the clan, maybe she could meet some of the members, become friends, Sunclan could form an alliance if possible anyways! "I can't say I have, but it'd be great to meet her/him."


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    close the door, i don't wanna let the cold in


    Bombshellblond didn't know how she could've screwed up so bad. Life was confusing, it was a muddle of emotions and troubles that she could never seem to solve. She had fallen too in love with cats, realized how they never even liked her, and then continued on in the same cycle. Bombshellblond was a wreck, after all these stupid litters, after all the shit that she was put through, it made no sense why she should simply continue on. Along the way, she didn't even realize how she was breaking someone's heart, and that cat, was Gallium. They had been boyfriend and girlfriend for a while, but Bombshell just didn't feel any love for the tom. She was in love with Tallisman! That was who she wanted, that's who she wanted to be with, and that's who she felt the butterflies for. Not Gallium. So after suicide, love and lust, Bombshellblond, or then paw, broke the heart of one of the only cats whom ever loved her.


    cause the night is getting older and i'm tired


    Bombshellblond had been living a loveless life. She didn't know why she didn't go and find someone who truly wanted her, besides Gallium that is (she was much too awkward to say things to him, and she was pretty sure he was dealing with his own troubles involving Percy). The pretty girl didn't want to get involved in another messy love affair involving her heartbreak that would go unnoticed, nor the constant whispers of her being tossed around like a slut. It was an awful thing to have a reputation, it would throw you around and get things expected of you, but even worse when it was involving your love life and all the ups and downs that came with it.


    hold me close, and i won't let another soul in


    But her perspective nevertheless begun to change. A faithful day that Gallium, or Arthur Ray Brown, had come in from a unfortunate tumble in a mansion. The loose board had given way, and as he came down to earth he slashed his head against the wooden surface. So, since Bombshellblond was currently in the den -and thank goodness she was- it was her duty to heal up the tom. From that moment on, she knew that something was different between the two, it was no longer just awkward friendship, but a burst of light. She loved him. She didn't know why, she didn't know how, and she didn't know when, but the moment they came face to face, her heart was on fire, her stomach twisting like butterflies, and her eyes alighted like stars.


    cause you are everything and all i need tonight


    They had begun to mesh back together. She was falling for him everyday, taking little walks with the handsome tom, talking about their past, enjoying every step of the way. Bombshellblond had been positively in love like she had been with Tallisman, but this, this was more. This was destiny, and she knew that he was everything and all she wanted. They never really had admitted their love, she knew he felt it too, for the spark that was constantly growing stronger in his eyes was more then what even she could show. They were in love. Young love that would stay, love that was more then just a simple game of two kids hoping to find something they could never recover.


    you have my heart. yours for the keeping


    Bombshellblond had never trusted anyone as much as she had with Gallium. She was giving her heart to him willingly, pouring out all emotions. He had seen her when she was at her lowest, wrecked and sad and full of hate, and he still had stood strong, strong and brave for something even Bombshellblond thought was a lost case. The she-cat rested her head across his shoulders and told him things that no one knew, not even her family, her friends, Atticus, Darcy, no one. With the strongest amount of trust she could pull, she told Gallium things that made her seem fragile and frail compared to her usual confidence, things that could twist someone's feelings around. But did he shake from the love he showed her? No.


    you are the first thing i believed in


    Bombshellblond didn't know why she hadn't given her heart to others. It was trust, it was the feeling of hatred towards all signs of love, it was a ruin of excuses that added up to nothing. Sure she had been thrown around like a paper bag, but was it really worth the constant isolation? She did not believe in love, for the longest amount of time, it was simply a word that held no significance but to lift someone up so high only to drop them down once more. But when she was faced with Gallium, the word had more meaning then the definition, more symbolism then just something that drives people together. He was the first thing she ever believed in.


    and now i'm yours and you are mine tonight


    The she-cat stayed in the same section of the den, gently running her tail absentmindedly across the dust-coloured floor with a sigh. Heartache was a beautiful thing, it was treacherous, but when it was for the right person, she knew it would become more then a crush. Bombshellblond closed her chocolate-brown orbs, watching the sunset from the empty den with a little sigh. Love was complicated. Love was hard. But love was also beautiful, magical, and special. "Oh Gallium." the medic mewed with a little whimper, oh if she was brave, if she was more then a schoolgirl with a crush, then maybe she'd admit this love.


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    dawny ^


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]Bombshellblond brought her gaze over to Perplexedmind, giving the femme a polite smile that tugged on the corners of her rosy pink lips. "Hi Perplexedmind, I'm good, you?" she hadn't exactly met the other female around the camp, but she seemed like a nice cat, and Bomby made a point to know every cat in the clan.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]Aw she was quite cute! She reminded her of what she was like when she was a little medic apprentice, a bit broken from her suicide (she had been a warrior previously) but still, it wasn't too far from her giggly persona. "Well, we used to live at a beach! But now we moved to a forest too."


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]sure give me a moment~


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]ty <3
    hmmm. maybe...
    she's been captured A LOT by bloodclan recently.
    i'll see <3


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]> i'm so sorry i've been inactive. i'm starting school and i'm probably going to find a temp for bombshell if i need to.


    Bombshellblond had felt terrible. Her roleplayer was a bitch ass life was finally finding itself once again, but she needed to step up her game in the medic den, and she knew that though she wasn't the one who was the most inactive, but she did not want to be demoted. "I'm here Darcy." the female mewed with a polite dip of her head to the older medic, taking a seat as she curled her long slender tail around her paws.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]Bombshellblond arrived at the scene, padding out of the medic den to be greeted with the site that was quite similar to that of Puffins. "Oh dear." she murmured with a gasp, padding back to the storage to retrieve marigold, some pre-made marigold mixture, cobwebs, poppy seeds, and thyme. "Bloodclan again?" she asked the she-cat, rubbing the mixture of poultice over the wounds as well as pressing cobweb over the missing leg.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]They both seemed to be similiar, not only in question, but in thought. Whatever, she seemed like a nice cat so far, and she would love to make the acquaintance. "Do you like the new territory?" personally she quite liked the previous beach landscape, the forest was nice, and had more herbs, but it wasn't where Bombshellblond was quite used to.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]> oh good okay /dies of relief


    Bombshellblond dipped her head in a nod. She had been suspecting quite a bit of inactivity amongst the medic team, most notable in Westpaw, but she didn't really care to say much on the topic until now. "The inactivity?" she mewed to Darcy, tilting her head to the side in a guessing sort of appearance. The lithe she-cat hoped no one would get demoted, she knew that now Westpaw was getting close to demotion, but it was always sad to see someone go.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]Bombshellblond turned to her mentor and close friend, giving him a smile as she gently ran her tail along the serval's back. It seemed Bloodclan loved screwing over the medics, luckily, she had recovered rather quickly from her incident. "Hey Atticus." the she-cat smiled.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]Bombshellblond sighed, Permafrost should start doing something about this! They were targeting the medic team quiet a lot, and now both of the older medics were extremely injured and recovering, and she was the only one around to heal. Bloodclan... Stupids idiots. "We need to do something." the femme sighed, placing some marigold on the stub and tightly wrapping it with the cobweb. Missing limbs had become quite a familiar site in Sunclan, she had treated more then three already!


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]Bombshellblond shook her head. Westpaw was never around, and sadly enough, she could see a demotion coming along.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; bordercolor=#; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 130px; width: 440px;][align=center][justify][color=black][font=times][size=9pt]Bombshellblond turned her pretty brown eyes to Atticus with a smile. The gentle-lipped cat was very upset about the fact that Bloodclan had taken Atticus and Darcy captive, torturing them, and even taking the voice of her mentor. The least she could do was return most of the kindness he had given her over the years. "Thank you Atty." the dark-furred cream solid meowed to the older medicine cat, licking her paw to get rid of the taste of marigold. When she finished up plastering the wounds on her body and leg, the young medic watched Atticus start on the infected wounds around Buttercup's neck. The she-cat took some soaked moss and damped the wound, cleaning out the layer of skin on the top of the bleeding wound by her ear, before applying the marigold ontop, some cobweb, and the wound was finished. "Eat these please." Bombshellblond pushed forward the thyme and poppy seed.


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