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Lol.

NEVER! YOUR CHILDREN ARE MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE

YA BUT DERE STILL MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Also, you were the one who said they couldn't. :P

Jag is gonna show up on da territory and be like 'MEH KITTIES LOOK JUST LIKE ME NOW!' xD

And Jag will be like, "Dat's mean, bro."

Making another jag pop up thread :P

Drunk again, more. The fucking idiot, it's almost a shame to role play him. He had come to steal the kittens that were a third his, and he would beat the living rainbows out of Streetpaw to get them. Hallucinations danced in front of him, and Jag shook his head, the spotted form of the jaguar snow leopard mix tumbling head-over-paws out into the open quite loudly. The only upside- his invisibility was activated.

//rusheeeed

http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1353564.new#new

All of Streety's childrens come here :P

JAG ISH EVIIIIIIL

Do what Illusionarypaw did (Stay extra time during a clan raid to attempt to climb a refrigerator to eat a bird egg. He's a fox :3)

/Shatter
male
very hot-tempered and attacks for no reason
master

Requested thread by Warped :)

I'm not dead out.

But nobody likes me

And I'm not even in the clan xD

Shatter padded by like he owned the place. Tail flicking like a pennant waving in the wind, he stopped in front of Flick, the beautiful sex slave. They got all the right cats, that was for sure! "Well, well, milady, are you ready for the bruising of your life?"

Shatter let out a thunderous laughter, before opening the cage door and trying to attach a chain to her neck, to take her to a bit more of a private place, even though public mating was definately his favorite way of humiliating dirty little sex slaves.

Ooc. PM now?

Ic. "Not likely." He said, pulling her towards the entrance to his den.

YESH. MY OPINION DOES NOT MATTER.

Ooc. k, replied

Ooc. Isn't Jag invisible?

Ooc. K :3

Also, Jag is gonna turn into a Radicalclan wanted guy on a poster and there's gonna be cowboy music and tumbleweeds and loud, obnoxious gasps whenever he goes anywhere and he's gonna be like CUT DAT OUT ALREADY

Ic. The mix turned, looking at Streetpaw and blinking. "How you doo dee, kitty?" The drunk tom said, stumbling as he padded towards Streetpaw. A jolt of pain shot through him as Streetpaw's claws tore the skin on his face, strong enough to leave a scar. His poor snout. "BEAR!" Jag yelled, aiming to lash out at Streety with his metal claw reinforcements.

I'm not even allowed to go

Start a school in camp called Minecraft Academy for All of the Dung-brains Around Me and then break down all of the dens to show the kitties how to make fire out of stuff you break