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  • we'll tear up this city [Private/Unknownpaw]

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    CHEMICAL WARFARE
    Armored Jaguar - Extreme - Scarclan Leader - Bloodclan 1st Tier - All Powers

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    It wasn't too long before he spotted the young canine coming toward him across the plains. Patiently he waited until she closed the distance between them, then got to his feet to meet her. [color=grey]"Alright, we're going to be doing some hands on training of sorts. Each of us are going to bring back a capture from an enemy clan. You'll get to practice your ambushing and your fighting tonight."

    he explained, gesturing for her to follow along. The targets he'd chosen would be within their capabilities, and he was confident she could pull it off. The capture of an enemy was a basic task that most clan animals had to be able to accomplish, so if she had any issues with the idea now was the time to work them out.



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  • TRAVELED EACH AND EVERY HIGHWAY | o ; boneclan

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    CHEMICAL WARFARE
    Armored Jaguar - Extreme - Scarclan Leader - Bloodclan 1st Tier - All Powers

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    Ah, so this was the new Boneclan Leader. He knew from his visit with Hazeleyes that they were trying to get things back together, and as an ally of theirs he found no reason not to welcome them on his clans border. Making his way over to come to a stop near November, Chem would snac the basket of gives before offering the other a small but friendly grin. [color=grey]"Well, we're keeping our heads above the water."     Chem would say, noting that times had been rough but that they were still alive. He was pulling out every trick in the book to get Scarclan going again, and it was no simple task. Sometimes he wondered if, even after all his efforts, it would sink and fall away beneath him, but thoughts like that were seldom. There was too much to be done to worry about what could be instead of what was. [color=grey]"I'm Chemical, by the way, Scarclans Leader. Your welcome to come hang out in camp to talk and rest up if you want before you head back."

    he would offer, knowing that he may have other business to deal with, but figuring it wouldn't hurt to ask.



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  • welcome to the new age [MEETING 01/27/17]

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    CHEMICAL WARFARE
    Armored Jaguar - Extreme - Scarclan Leader - Bloodclan 1st Tier - All Powers

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    [color=grey]"Then I'll handle Bloodclan."

    Chem would say, also taking note of Unknownpaws comment.


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  • BITTER TASTE // open, visitor

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    CHEMICAL WARFARE
    Armored Jaguar - Extreme - Scarclan Leader - Bloodclan 1st Tier - All Powers

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    [color=grey]"I'm alive and kicking all right." He would chuckle lightly at the others words, thinking back over his time with them and everyone else he knew.


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    "F*ck, I didn't think any of us would ever get this far. Back in Bloodclan it seemed almost impossible to reach a rank like Leader, and yet here we all are anyways- you, me, Amour- hell, I hear even Ululare was in charge of The Blackhearts at some point. It's been a pretty crazy ride, huh?"


    Indeed, Bloodclan seemed so long ago, and yet parts of it were as fresh as yesterday. He'd worked in that clan for years, breaking his back for them and jumping thorugh hoops- by choice of course- and yet the competition for promotions never get any easier. Back then the journey had seemed long and impossible, and yet here he was, standing across from an old friend who'd managed to also carve out a place for themselves.


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  • make love, make war- it's all the same [OPEN/RAID RALLY]

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    CHEMICAL WARFARE
    Armored Jaguar - Extreme - Scarclan Leader - Bloodclan 1st Tier - All Powers

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    [color=grey]"Scarclanner, gather for a raid! It's time we brought back our ferocity as a clan!"

    the armored jaguar would call, quickly padding to the edge of camp where he'd eagerly await the arrival of his clanmates. Claws flexed and bit into the earth underneath him as he fought to contain the excitement and endorphines bubbling in his blood. It had been a lifetime it seemed since he'd fought to draw fatal blows, and now that he was given the opportunity to do so he would make sure his clans point was clear and unmistakable- The Mountain Pass was theirs.


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  • they cut your wings and watch you fall [open - plane crash]

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    CHEMICAL WARFARE
    Armored Jaguar - Extreme - Scarclan Leader - Bloodclan 1st Tier - All Powers

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    It had happened about an hour ago, while Chem was out on patrol. The weather had been crappy all day, dreary and gray, raining on and off with thunder rumbling overhead. But then the whining had echoed out over the land, a metalic grinding. A smoke trail in the sky as something fell to earth flaming. It had landed in the South, where the land became barren, so he at least had that to be thankful for. The land there was already scorched and barren, so if it burned up a section of land the least damage would be done there.


    When he finally arrived, he found it was a plane, struck by something in the storm most likely. It had been torn asunder when it hit the ground, and was ripped clean in half with chunks of discarded metal and scraps of material still burning from the fires that burned on. Bodies of humans and various items were also strewn about, from the bags they'd been bringing along with them to random shoes that had flown off from force of impact.


    [color=grey]"What a mess."

    Chem would say, shaking his head, but there was a small smile on his lips that was almost reminiscent.


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  • Join the NTML!!!

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    THE NEW THREAD MAILING LIST
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    Okay! So how this works is simple, and it's meant to act as an 'alert' that notified you whenever a new thread goes up in your clans board! As many of you already know, when it comes to important threads I will often tag people who need to see it. Well it's the same basic idea as that, only any member will be able to tag you in any new thread they are posting in the board. You may choose to reply to this thread or not, the tagging would simply be a way to let you know that there's something new going on in your board, giving you the chance to see every thread that comes up!


    You can leave the Mailing List at any point you like by just saying so below. If you'd like to be added please just post below saying so :)


    People you can tag in your threads!


    -Crackers
    -Mdma

  • S/HP MEETING [02/05/17]

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    [color=black]CHEMICAL WARFARE
    Armored Jaguar - Extreme - Scarclan Leader - Bloodclan 1st Tier - All Powers

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    He had left notes for them all that morning outside of their tents to meet him at this time, so he hoped they wouldn't be too long in joining him. He had a few things he wanted to discuss with them and go over. Taking a seat outside his tent in the small clearing, he would turn his amber gaze to the empty corrals out the in the meadows. They were empty of course, the herds having been taken out earlier that morning, but often the armored jaguar wound himself watching them just for the hell of it- when he was sitting here with nothing to do at least.




    @juan diego.
    @MDMA
    @Unknownpaw.



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  • Ideas on how to boast activity here?

    Thanks for the tag!


    I could see about sparking something with Riverclan or The Cartel as far as larger enemies go- we also have something in the works for Thunderclan, though they're considerably small. I think they'll be good for the personal plotting though- their more our size so personal rivals and vendettas between just us might be easier, since they agreed not to overwhelm us with their allies. The Cartel might be a good place to start for a larger enemy though, since they've been spotted around the borders anyways. I also have the lore planned to launch, I just can't do much with it until we have enough people to have it take off.


    Any other ideas and thoughts, anyone?

  • it's just begun ;; open - invite to moonclan party!

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    CHEMICAL WARFARE
    Armored Jaguar - Extreme - Scarclan Leader - Bloodclan 1st Tier - All Powers

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    [color=grey]"Sounds good."

    Chem would say, having overheard the call from where he was making repairs on one of the empty tents in camp.


    OOC; Hey guys sorry about disappearing. We had some stuff come up that had to be dealt with.

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  • if i couldn't be strong | news from bloodclan

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    CHEMICAL WARFARE
    Armored Jaguar - Extreme - Scarclan Leader - Bloodclan 1st Tier - All Powers

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    No..


    He knew death and disappearance well- hell, he was known to flirt with them himself from time to time- but Chem was never gone for too long. Others, it wasn't quite the same with them. It could be years until she came back, or a week, or never. [color=grey]"A spirit like hers won't be forgotten." Chem would say as he made his way over.


    As much as he knew that statement to be true though, he was aware it would offer little comfort in the wake of things. Loss was still a painful thing, and no words, however carefully chosen, could really lessen the weight of that burden. [color=grey]"Our hearts are with you and Bloodclan, November."



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  • Ideas on how to boast activity here?

    I just dont know if Scarclan could handle turning an ally into a Rival right now. We only have a handful to begin with, and most are much bigger then us- starting a fight with them would break that tie and possibly cause doubt among other allies, which we're too small to afford right now. Technically Bloodclan and the other big ones don't have much to gain by keeping us around, so it's really just them being nice for old times sake. If we break a tie like that right now I just dont know if we have enough people to enjoy a plot like that. There's like 4 of us right now. I can see that being a great plot point for when we have a bit of momentum going, but I think the Cartel thing would be better for the moment.

  • Don't Mistake Him For Satan // Joining + Challenge

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    [color=black]CHEMICAL WARFARE
    Armored Jaguar - Extreme - Scarclan Leader - Bloodclan 1st Tier - All Powers

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    Claws extended, but his paw swiped through open air as his opponent shifted his weight and pulled his head away. He'd half expected it- one of the downsides to attacking first was that it left the enemy a chance to counter, but early on in Chems life he'd been faced with opponents who refused to launch the first attack, instead wasting time goading their enemy into doing it, so he had developed the habit of saving them all some time by just launching into things.


    His amber eyes were locked on the shaytanin, anticipating some sort of counterattack to come his way, and it did. A paw shot out toward his own face in return, and while he managed to turn his head away somewhat the others paws still nicked the side of his head enough for him to know there would be a bruise there later. This guy had some decent speed on him for a canine, something Chem could appreciate.


    And he knew how to throw his weight, another thing the jaguar had to suppress a smirk against as his opponent jerked forward to slam a shoulder toward him. He hoped Rayne was watching- he had a feeling the female had never seen a close combat fight between two tanks before, and what she was about to see would be the opposite of everything Chem had ever taught her.


    Chem braced himself against the other and stepped into the attack, shoulders squaring and bracing him to take the hit so he could get closer. The force struck him in the chest hard, but he'd been expecting it and kept his breath from being knocked out of him even though it still hurt. Besides, creatures like them were meant to last, and it was up-close where the game changing moves could be best set into action.


    Now that they were essentially chest to chest - a position that he might have chuckled at being in had he known of his opponents...phobia of sorts - Chem would immediately attack.


    With a grin he'd aim to smash his forehead off of the others in a series of brutal headbutts, taking careful aim to hit the spot closest to between the eyes so he could avoid the sharper parts of the canines head. Chem was hoping that the reinforced bone of his forehead would catch the other by surprise by holding more of a wallop then expected, and that it would bust a gash open in the others face that would bleed into their eyes and impair their sight. And leave one hell of a headache, of course.


    OOC;SO sorry this took so long!! I had a bunch of stuff some up in RL and it sapped me for muse and had me really busy. This is my first time on in almost a week. Thankfully that stuffs dealt with though so I'm happy to conitnue with their plot if you are. I'm back at full activity so I;ll be on daily now with replies.

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  • make love, make war- it's all the same [OPEN/RAID RALLY]

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    CHEMICAL WARFARE
    Armored Jaguar - Extreme - Scarclan Leader - Bloodclan 1st Tier - All Powers

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    His gaze would travel over the crowd, purposefully lingering a moment longer on his son, Nuclear, then the rest of them. He still wasn't happy about the other being there. He'd been Exiled as a Bloodclanner for treason, and Chem would never forgive the other jaguar for what he'd done. Had the former Leo not let him in Chem would have run him out the second he'd turned up, but they were short on numbers and he hadn't done anything to earn him a strike yet, so his presence was tolerated. To Chemical though, Nuclear would always be the enemy, someone who couldn't be trusted. Because Chem knew. He knew firsthand was emptiness sat in his sons heart, what apathy and indifference lived there. He was a dangerous breed, and Chem would boot him at the first chance he had.


    The rest though, they inspired something else in him. It was good to finally look out at a decent sized group, one that was ready and willing. Chem was more then willing to lead them in the charge of clawing their way back up to glory, but he knew that ultimately the fate of Scarclan was in their paws. He could go on forever if he wanted to, but if he had to do it alone there was no point. Scarclan couldn't be any one or two people- it had to be all of them.


    [color=grey]"I don't expect this to be a hard fight- hell, we might not be met with any resistance at all. That doesn't change the fact that we're doing it though. Most of you are aware of the earthquake that opened the pass in the mountains. Well it turns out that a second earthquake in Thunderclan opened the pass farther, and now they have a direct route into our land. We go there today to make sure they know who's in charge of the Pass. Trash their camp and meet all resistance with force. It's time Scarclan started flexing it's muscles. Consider this a warm up."

    he would say, before gesturing for them to follow as he bagan to lead the way.



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  • they cut your wings and watch you fall [open - plane crash]

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    CHEMICAL WARFARE
    Armored Jaguar - Extreme - Scarclan Leader - Bloodclan 1st Tier - All Powers

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    "At least two." Chem would reply as Unknown appeared. He knew it took at least two of the humans to fly a contraption of this size-usually, at least. "It's pretty big though, so stay sharp. I doubt anything survived, but I've been wrong before."


    "Looks like an ass to clean up,"


    Chems gaze would shift to land on the shaytanin. He hadn't expected the other to stay after their fight, but the surprise had been a welcomed one none the less. Scarclan was in need of whatever abled bodies they could get at this point, though it was a frustrating matter. The few that were there seemed a tenacious kind, refusing to let themselves or their clan fade away. There was so much in them waiting for an outlet that could only be provided by other members, and yet they seemed few and far between when it came newcomers joining them.


    "but I'm sure there are some nice things inside that survived all the fire and impact."


    Chem would take another look at the remnant of the plane, and would nod in agreement. It was in good enough shape despite the hell it had been through, and he was sure that regardless of who was on it or where it was going, they'd brought things with them.


    "Only one way to find out." Chem would say with a smirk.


    "I'm going in,"


    [color=grey]"Me too. You coming, Unknown?" he'd ask, making his way after the shaytanin.


    [color=grey]"This is why I don't fly."

    Chem would say as he came to a halt next to the canine-creature, peering inside with a brow raised. Hurling toward the earth at high speeds wasn't on his to-do list any time soon. He'd spent enough time possessing his eagles body during aerial raids to know how badly it sucked to have a f*cked up wing.


    The smell of burning flesh and heated metal was strong this close up, outdone only by the smell of burnings plastics and materials like the chair linings and the clothes the humans were wearing.


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  • S/HP MEETING [02/05/17]

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    CHEMICAL WARFARE
    Armored Jaguar - Extreme - Scarclan Leader - Bloodclan 1st Tier - All Powers

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    "No worries, Rayne." Chem would say as the wolf hurriedly made her way over to join them, apologizing as she took her seat. Now that they were all there he would get right to things.


    [color=grey]"Okay, I wanted to talk to you guys about the clan. Right now activity is our major concern. Rayne, since Medic didn't come through on his training I'd like you to go to one of our allies- Bloodclan, maybe- and see what you can learn from their healers about serious injuries like burns, deep punctures, amputation and things like that. I want you to take on an apprentice soon so you'll need what experience you can get, even if it's only in theory." Chem would say. Rayne having an apprentice around would be a big help to the clan and earn the clan one more member.


    [color=grey]"That aside, does anyone have any ideas or suggestions for the clan that might help activity?"


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