Posts by Killstreak Chaos

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♪So gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves♪

DING!

"Hm..? Tweek would look up from the book he was reading as his phone went off. Weird. He normally only got alerts for the games he played. The only people who really had his number were Talia and a few others, but texts from them were usually limited to social events.

Speak of the devil.

Flipping the phone open he'd find it was just that, a text sent from Fuana regarding a party. As always he instinctively tried to find a way out of it, but soon cut the attempt short. Didn't he trust his clan by now? He should.

With that in mind the blonde would get to his feet, pocket his keys, and shove his essentuials- like his books and meds- in his backpack before heading out the door. From the address he could tell she didn't live far, which was great because he had no other way there then walking.

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Well, this must be the place. The door was already open, so Tweek would cautiously poke his head inside, glad to be greeted with the site of Fuana and a few other familiar faces.

"Uh, knock-knock?" he would call, not wanting to just walk in even if the door was open.

♪So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...♪

#tweeklookhere

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Do you think we'd be able to get started on Tweeks torture? I have a bunch of development threads on hold until it's done and I've got a ton of muse for this guy. I won't be around Sunday either so we can cross that day out, lol.

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♪So gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves♪

@Marked- I'm definitely up for a friendship! And if you want we can see if anything goes from there- I'm not into rushing romances or making promises with a character, but if they hit it off I wouldn't be opposed to it. Did you want their friendship to develop through open or private threads?

@Melantha- yes please! Tweek needs training in almost every ashect, lol. He is a fast learner and tries hard, but he has trouble with some of the specifics; for example, he only eats cooked meat so hunting animals is kind of disgusting to him. He does it, he just has trouble.

Maybe that second idea could be incorporated into it? Tweek could accidentally cause a cave in where they're training or something?

♪So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...♪

#tweeklookhere

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♪So gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves♪

It was so sudden. He hadn't even known someone had been standing beside him. But he felt that knife, felt it plunge clean through his arm nailing him to the ground. And the scream that came, òh, how horrible. a shrieking, wailing scream of sheer agony. He instinctively tried to twist away from the pain but it only made it worse, causing black spots on his vision. All he could do was bite down on his gag and sink his claws into the ground, tears spilling from his brown eyes as he tried to choke back his sobs. He knew what was happening, knew that this pain was nothing more then someone's sick attempt to amuse themselves. He never bothered anyone, always minded his own business, so why him? Anger, repulsion, and terror overwhelmed him, and he prayed it would be over soon.

♪So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...♪

#tweeklookhere

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♪So gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves♪

There had been a sickly moment where he watched her jump. He had thought she would use a lower cliff when the time came to make her move, but she didn't. As aanimus launched herself down at her prwey Tweeks stomach flipped in a most nauseating way, his entire body going rigid at the thought of impact. Broken legs, at the very least, could be expected, and that was if she was lucky.

Perhaps even more troubling was the knowledge that he could do nothing to help or stop her. He was too slow, too weak to do anything other then watch her fall through the air toward the seal pup, his own paws frozen to the spot.

But then, something unexpected happened. She seemed to change midfall, her front legs elongating and turning feathery.

Wings! He would realize in a moment of hope, and Anima would lessen her own fall, landing safely in the sand a few feet away from her target. "Anima!" he called, quickly racing over to inspect his fallen clanmate. A-are you okay? I thought you were a goner." he would say, concern evident in his tone.

♪So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...♪

#tweeklookhere

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♪So gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves♪

Up on the wall that surrounded the island, Tweek would watch the group below with concern etched into his features. Where had Finn been, these last few days? Was he okay?

Since there was already a crowd around the kitsune Tweek didn't see the need to go down and invade their leaders space, and instead would watch over them vigilantly from his current spot. If something was needed of hiim he'd help without question, but there was no point in getting in the way.

♪So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...♪

#tweeklookhere

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♪So gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves♪

The pain.. It was hard to describe. It was like a sharp burn that's agony only intensified with each frantic pulse of his heart, his own blood warmer and stickier then he would have thought it to be. Those details barely held any traction in his mind though. In there everything had gone back to basics, and all he could feel were primal things noow; fear, anger, sorrow; and the pain. Always there. And as the other Exilers gathered round with mocking smiles or watchful gazes, Tweek found himself hating them for their sickness, for their lack of compassion or mercy. These weren't people like his Rifter clanmates'. These were.. Monsters.

♪So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...♪

#tweeklookhere

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♪So gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves♪

♪So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...♪

Òh, what was that?

Cofee brown eyes would shift across the clearing to land on a small but steadily gathering group. The young blonde hadn't heard anyone call out for a patrol or anything, so he figured it was either just a casual gathering or a meet and greet of some kind. Either way it wouldn't hurt him to check it out, right?

In a matter of moments the line little blonde was padding toward the cluster of people, his curiosity getting the better of him. As he approached he caught the tail end of the conversation, confirming that this was indeed a meet and greet.

"Hello, Bulletwound." he would greet with a smile. "My names Tweek."

He had seen this individual around a few times but had never spoken with them really. The fact that they were a giant ant was also a bit awesome to he ex-human, who was quite confident in the females strength.

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OOC Retro to capture

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♪So gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves♪

As Tweek heard the call he was in his room reading. Quickly the blonde would mark his page and put it down, not wanting to be among the last to arrive. Taking a seat among the other few there the tabby would wait for Finn to speak.

♪So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...♪

#tweeklookhere

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As the title says, I'm stuck in this account. It won't let me switch back to my main andnthua I can't post with any of my other characters. Anyone know what might be able to fix this? Thanks in advance!

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♪So gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves♪

Tweek would nod absently, trying his best to take note of the changes. No demotions, so that was good. Vaguely he wondered who would be chosen for the rank of Vice Admiral. Dia seemed the obvious choice, bu Tweek was fond of a few people, so he supposed it came down to what Finn considered leadership qualities.

♪So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...♪

#tweeklookhere

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♪So gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves♪

Another choked sob escaped him as the blade was pulled out and sent back in, but this one was accompanied by something new, an intesitity that made his eyes roll up and his body go rigid as he blacked out for a moment.

♪So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...♪

#tweeklookhere

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♪So gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves♪

I would like a traditional drawing done of my boy, Tweek. He looks as pictured here; a blond tabby with mid length fur and white markings. Cofee brown eyes.

I would like him to have a Hairless front left leg with Lichtemburg burns on it similar to in the picture provided. The name Bandaged should nbe scarred/carved into his visible side as well. Preferably with a neutral expression.

Can pay whatever, please show me examples before getting started as I would like a fairly detailed art type similar to the one I already have :)

Example of burns;
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♪So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...♪

#tweeklookhere

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I would definitely be interested in a more realistic style but if you think you can do I ID be glad to buy some art from you! Do you think the burns/scars will be an issue?

You all can give I a go if you like, just let me know what you want for your pics when they are done :)

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♪So gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves♪

He wasn't sure how much time had passed. He knew it had been a few days at least, buyt time had blurred together in that place. The only thing he knew for sure was that he was alive, and he only knew that because each step seemed more impossible then the last.

He was exhausted in every aspect, his paws as heavy as led and his reality vague at best. He was thinner then when he'd left, his blonde coat smeered and streaked with blood, knotting with twigs and dirt. His front left leg was mutilated, Hairless and stricken with burns from the lightening that his tormentor had sent hurtling through the blade in his arm.

Other bruises and cuts littered his small frame, a black eye and busted lip among them. The worst though was his left side, which upon first sight was just a bloody mess matting his fur. Upon loser inspection one would find a name carved deep into the flesh there; Bandaged.

With a soft whimper the young Officer would collapse just outside the walls, his body a trembling mess. He couldn't think through the fog of blood loss, felt too cold to move and to tired keep trying. If he could just sleep a while that would be okay, right?

A part of him knew the answer to that question, but he couldn't help but let his coffee brown eyes drift shut.

♪So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...♪

#tweeklookhere

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♪So gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves♪

Tweeks only comfort throughout his entire experience with The Exiles was that no matter what could happen, it wouldn't be the end. More then anything Tweek feared that finality, feared whatever came with it, be it an afterlife or just nothing. The life he'd lived up until that point wasn't one that had left him satisfied with anything being over, and even if if it was he still wasn't sure that void beyond life was something he could embrace with peace. So, when the sound of voices bnled through the haze of background sounds he tried to focus, to blink open his blearey eyes and respond.

He could hear someone talking, voices he didn't recognize that sent his anxiety levels rocketing. Had the Exiles changes their mind and come after him? Even with the knowledge that I wasn't the end, Tweek loathed the idea of going back. He tried to get to his feet in a clumsy moment of panic but only ended up stumbling back into the dirt an inch or so away. He was too dizzy to see straight, too cold to make his body work.

A second voice joined the fist, and this time the words weren't just noise. He heard his name, and it seemed to trigger something in hios brain. It wasn't an enemy. Someone was trying to talk to him.

..Tweek..stay awake..hear me...patch you up...

As the words registered so the familiarity in the tone did as well. Coffee-brown eyes, bruised and blackened, would crack open to usher in a wave of dizziness, but it confirmed the blondes hopes.

He wasn't alone anymore. He was home.

"Trash.." he would whimper out, the word half sniffle half mumble. He didn't even care that in technical terms he and the healer were hardly close enough to be considered aquaintences, Tweek was just so damned relieved to have someone else there he knew.

Others would arrive, but Tweek could only vaguely recognize Redarmy among them. Good. More friends. Another soft tremore would plague his underfed form, but when it ended he was visibly more relaxed- though the occasional flinch under their touch was unstoppable. Hopefully he could put this nightmare behind him now, couldn't he?

♪So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...♪

#tweeklookhere

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♪So gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves♪

He was exhausted. Every part of him ached, and his range of movement was limited less be crack open the scabbing wounds that covered his body. He wanted to be here though. He had been away for too long in The Exiles prison, and more then anything he wished to be among people he knew wouldn't hurt him.

Even if he was probably about to be demoted.

Quietly the blonde would come to a shaky halt on the edge of the group, eyes dull andnhalf lidded, expression carefully neutral save for the occasional wince. He limped heavily on the paw that had been burned, and his side with his captors name carved into it stung, but his ears sat pricked atop his head in a fashion that suggested he was alert even though the occasional tremble shook his form.

♪So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...♪

#tweeklookhere

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♪So gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves♪

Hearing Finn start to speak Tweek would shift his gaze up toward the tired looking kitsune, trying his best to make note of all that was said. A merging. That would be.. Interesting.

♪So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...♪

#tweeklookhere

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♪So gather all the rebels now, we'll rabble-rouse and sing aloud
We don't care what they say no way, no way
And we will leave the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there
We're fine all by ourselves♪

A second merge? Tweek wasn't sure how to feel about that considering a bunch of strangers had just tortured him, but ultimately it was Finn's choice. He wasn't too crazy over the rank changes either, but that too was out of his paws. At least this clan would grow from this, making them a stronger force in the long run.

♪So aye, we brought our drum and this is how we dance
No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s
Then leave us alone, cause we don't need your policies
We have no apologies for being...♪

#tweeklookhere

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