Posts by GRAVES!

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Character Name: Graves
If sectors are even, desired sector: Innovation probably, up to you really.

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Haha, you added seir twice on the list, not graves :)

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Ahg, I just pulled weeds from the garden and I'm not sure I have a back. CST here
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There is to many private threads on the front page, does anybody have any ideas for an open thread?
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Dark, raven-feather black paws pressed against the clearing as graves padded over to the gathering patrol. He hadn't been on any patrols lately and decided that he had nothing better to do, along with the fact it would help him train his herb skills.

"I'll go," the warrior said lowly.

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It must have been some kind of cruel jab at Graves, but it wasn't like he could argue with an assistant deputy, or even worse he could seem weak. Like it or not, he had to head a border patrol. Though it wasn't just a mundane check, it was the north border shared with the blackheart rouges.

He was more dull than most of his clanmates: dull annoyance, but never returning anything more than what he was given. If insulted, he'd hiss a insult back. If tripped or shoved, he'd attempt to trip or shove back. He was, in other words, acting about as uninterestingly as he could, and it made no sense to think that anyone would continue pestering someone whose responses were so monotonous.

With a simple patrol, he'd grit his teeth and bear it, but this was no simple patrol, he could actually have to fight someone who had training and defenses.

It wasn't that bad. Just part of life n a clan he guessed: every now and then you're given a direct order, and you've got to follow it. Something he still hadn't adjusted to after his life as a loner.

"Excuse me," He said with a cough "I have to take some of you on a patrol to the north border."

//I'm thinking that they stumble into a badger den (or a mountain lion if dangerous animals join) and they all hide/run and get away but it still scares graves away from patrols.
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If you wanted to you could do an interaction thread with graves that expands on thread where they met (or just continue that one). I understand if you don't want a thread with him though due to their similarity.

Also, I'll change graves texts to plain so people don't confuse him for seir if you want me too, it's already happened twice ooc.
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"A kittypet?" Those were the two words that made it out of his mouth, how did a kit-housecat get all the way out here? Unlike most of his pureblood clanmates Graves harbored no ill-will towards kittypets.

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Graves for heartcheart?

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"Yes, Spiderstar."
Pressing his ears back and grabbing his bundle of herbs, Graves heeded SpiderStar's command and dashed towards the camp to find Blazeheart. Graves held no fondness towards children but the code was the code.

//phone

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"Graves" as the students called him chewed on the end of his pencil has he leaned back and started to spin in his chair in boredom. He had graduated several years ago but still got called in for demonstrations and taking seniors into the field and the like. He had never befriended any of his teachers, thinking that he was smarter than them, but he somehow got roped into chaperoning some kids club. Oh well, at least he could finish his papers there?

"uhh..greetings?" The dark-haired man said blankly as he walked into the classroom written on his slip of paper. He stood stock-still as professional as he could look while standing over a foot shorter than seir.

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Graves was spending his time as he usually did, gathering herbs and supplies. That was until he spotted...uhh,something. Crouching down in a bush, the tom surveyed the creature, He couldn't tell you what it was except that It was alive and walked on cloven hooves. Goats and deer had hooves but the beast in front of him was neither.

"I'm going to observatory to explore. Anyone want to join me?" Hearing it speak made Graves let out a sigh of relief and pad towards what was apparently a clanmate.

"I'll join..." He said eyes meeting its chestnut-and-white forelegs.

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Graves gave a breath of relief as he saw three of his clanmates pad over to him. Graves spotted Winter - although he couldn't quite remember his name - along with Arizona and LabyrinthBattle, who hadn't met. "Greetings," he said lowly "...just a few more people."
//bump
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Graves is very much a 13-year old on myspace in 2007 type edgy, They could have an interaction thread if you want?

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bump :V

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Ugh, Graves recoiled when he felt Abby shove him aside as she walked in. Shocked, at what was apparently the behavior of an adult. Smoothing out his rumpled white dress shirt and adjusting his doubled-bridged glasses, Graves opened his mouth and raised his index finger at the self-perceived injustice he had just faced before a teacher approached him.

"Do I know you?" Graves said with bored exasperation, unconsciously stretching to make eye contact with her. After a beat he accepted her handshake quickly - not wanting to be rude. "...letting the students call you by your first name is... rather odd" He added. Graves had been overseas for the past year in Germany on a research study but had returned only last week under unknown circumstances.

I hear you're one of the better products of this school. She had said. oh, so they were claiming him now? he would think that they would... find a better person to talk about. He guessed they had to give him an introduction when he talked. "Why that might be true, Mrs. Thorne. That's no way to talk about you institution."

;small 5'7" child is filled with rage
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ugh! I use ellipses to much, I need to find a better way to write pauses. Also, should I change my signature into one of the quote ones that are popular? I've been thinking about it along with using a human avatar.

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Ooh! I like the assessment idea, Is there a hide thread setting on this forum?
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Sounds great! No problem on the relation one, I just thought you were busy :)

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Splish! Graves swiped fruitlessly at the river as the trout avoided his grasp. The water splashed over the moss-covered rocks that the tom was balancing on and licked his hocks. If only he could just...

SPLASH!

With a sudden icy surge of panic, his hind legs gave a desperate kick beneath him... and kicked him further into the middle of the rushing river. Instantly, he took in a breath of air and realized with a sinking feeling (figurative and literal) that he had screwed up.

Down he went, as he managed to direct his course away from the deep, rushing center of the river and towards some smooth-looking rock, where it looked like there were some roots growing.

A bleeding foreleg shot up blindly, it's claws grasped blindly at the bank as he crashed up against the rocks. With a heave, he managed to get himself out of the water and grasping at the bank above him. Ow, that had hurt... he'd have sworn he'd broken at least a claw or two. Ow. But at least he was alive now.

He really had to stop pretending he knew how to swim. Particularly right after a heavy rainstorm. What had he been thinking, being so careless?

"Hello...?" he called out, and immediately started coughing like a dying badger gargling seawater. Ah, who was he kidding? Who'd be this deep in the river this late? He could do this by himself, he didn't need anyone else help.. right?

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