Posts by bottlerocket

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ooc; sorry this is so late, have been re-evaluating Bottlekit as a character c:
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ooc; sorry if this seems high muse! Bottlekit just got a face lift personality wise :P
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[fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/bS5I61G.png); bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 420px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 390px; font-size: 11px; color: #cfc6c4; font-family: arial; margin-top: -5pt;]Placing one chocolate paw pad onto the cool stone of the RiverClan medicine den, Bottlekit inhaled. Already he had grown, his cast had stretched and he was nearly the size of a young apprentice. Perhaps next month, this coming month, he would get his apprentice name but first, he would need to see what he could do about it. Taller as well, his baby like features had been stripped clean off his figure and he hadn't even noticed. All his friends were undergoing the same changes so it seemed only natural that he would look just like them forever.

One cat in particular, he hadn't visited in a while and maybe, just maybe, she could help him. His cast was coming off even if he wasn't meant to get it off. While he wasn't sure what Spiderkit knew, he trusted her to do this. Timescale was so busy nowadays anyway, "Spidey? You in here? I need some medical help." An awkward grin crept onto his face but his eyes still held the cheerful sparkle they had as a newbie.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/bS5I61G.png); bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 420px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 390px; font-size: 11px; color: #cfc6c4; font-family: arial; margin-top: -5pt;]Squinting to allow his eyesight to adjust, he grinned as the tortoiseshell came into view. With a limp shrug, he had to make sure his voice stayed level before he popped and just began to bounce around her like he used to. "Yeah, it's pretty damn annoying if you ask me." No one had been asking but he sure let it known that he hated the thing confining his leg to one position. Bottlekit gave Spiderkit the once over and breathed a sigh of relief to see she was still the same. Ever since she had become a medicine cat apprentice he had been paranoid that she would change. Become the Spiderkit she wasn't.

But her very being still held the same mischievous air and he let himself plop down onto the floor with his back leg splayed out awkwardly hindered by the makeshift splint. "I was going to get Timescale to take it off, but since you're here. Would you do the honours?" Watching her intently, he wondered if she would accept the offer.[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/bS5I61G.png); bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 420px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 390px; font-size: 11px; color: #cfc6c4; font-family: arial; margin-top: -5pt;]This was interesting, Bottlekit, now cast free padded out and raised an eyebrow at the unknown warrior was he stepped out. Sure, Crowley, or rather Photostar was being a bit odd, but that was no reason to disrespect him. The ex-housecat lashed his tail and glared up at the stranger, "Who are you to say that the great Photostar isn't so great? He's awesome!" Running his tongue over his maw he flattened his ears. That was the first time he had spoken against a warrior and was dreading the repercussions.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/bS5I61G.png); bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 420px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 390px; font-size: 11px; color: #cfc6c4; font-family: arial; margin-top: -5pt;]A frown crossed his face as he spoke and he watched as others gathered all rallying to defend Photostar. It wasn't "Crowley's" fault that he was struggling so badly. Maybe he was suffering from post traumatic stress disorder? No one else was Photostar so no one else could say what was good and what was bad for the brown and white tabby. Bottlekit lashed his tail and as the RiverClan leader took his place on the high rock, amusement crawled onto his maw as he waited for Talonblaze to get his butt kicked.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/bS5I61G.png); bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 420px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 390px; font-size: 11px; color: #cfc6c4; font-family: arial; margin-top: -5pt;]Wasn't this the sibling of Spiderkit? Any relative of Photostar or Spiderkit was a friend of his and he padded out rather wobbly due to the recent removal of his cast. It was way better than carrying it around with him all day though. This month, he was expecting to receive his apprentice name and he was eagerly awaiting the day of the ceremonies. "Hi Flashkit, I'm Bottlekit, I don't believe we've met before?" Perhaps they had and he just didn't remember. But he figured it did no harm introducing himself once more.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/bS5I61G.png); bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 420px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 390px; font-size: 11px; color: #cfc6c4; font-family: arial; margin-top: -5pt;]Today was the day and the solid chocolate tom quietly made his way to the high rock. Every fibre in him had been waiting for this moment and he managed to intake a shaky breath looking up at Bulletinboard. Perhaps he shouldn't do it? After all, he only just got his cast taken off and his leg was still rather. Flimsy. Bottlekit looked up at the brown and white tabby and twitched his only remaining ear. The signs of his past days and past fight were all but gone and he could breath a little easily. Besides, he was getting excited about venturing out of camp again. "I'm ready Bully!" He chirruped rather happily. Wait till he had his big fancy apprentice name before Spidey.

ooc; apprenticeship please c:
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[fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/bS5I61G.png); bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 420px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 390px; font-size: 11px; color: #cfc6c4; font-family: arial; margin-top: -5pt;]This was bad and as Bottlekit came out, he simply couldn't comprehend the situation. Why had he chosen to do this? Of all things he chose to just off himself and leave them in the paws of two hardly knowledgeable she-cats? Though he couldn't blame him, but he was so angry he had to leave that the hot tears streaked down his cheeks faster than he realized. "Timescale..." he murmured before hearing Everkit and whipping around snarling, "YOUR DAD ISN'T A MEDICINE CAT, WE DON'T NEED HIM. IF YOU ACTUALLY UNDERSTOOD WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HE'S GONE. HE JUST DID THIS TO HIMSELF ALRIGHT. YOUR STUPID FATHER CAN'T DO THIS." Now this was rather uncharacteristic of him as he actually liked Sherlock and Mockingspirit. But to think that they needed someone out here prodding and poking at the body? That was the stupidest thing he'd ever heard.

Not having a father figure in RiverClan, Timescale came pretty damn close and he had to force back the choking sobs and sniffles so as not to cause himself embarrassment and not to make a scene when clearly, this was a solemn time.
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Dogs caused pain and suffering to cats and he saw merit behind the words and he simply shrugged. Unable to voice his opinions without being trampled and downtrodden by the other warriors and apprentices, he padded over to Spiderpaw and nudged her gently with his shoulder. "'Grats Spidey! You deserved it." [/img]

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[fancypost bgcolor=; background:url(http://i.imgur.com/bS5I61G.png); bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 420px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 390px; font-size: 11px; color: #cfc6c4; font-family: arial; margin-top: -5pt;]Recently promoted to apprentice, he hadn't had time to revel in this fact. Time to enjoy his life as it was and instead was dwelling on what could have been. Without meaning to, he found himself in the medicine den, a place he had spent much of his kithood. Perhaps all of it. These walls used to withhold his best friends. Timescale and Spiderkit. Whitepaw would visit him nearly all the time to check up on how he was doing. So to see this place seemingly empty now made his heart ache and the walls of reality crush down on him.

Sure, he had known Morningcoffee, but as Morningpaw and he hadn't spoken to her much after that. With Timescale's sudden death, he had become encompassed in his own emotions wallowing in a pool of self-pity as he tried to make sense of the situation. Bottlepaw hadn't asked for permission, but he traced his paw over the curved stone edge of the wall and he padded over to what had once been his nest. Still, his seal fur was present even after the change of moss. This had been his home for so long and he stretched his weak and frail leg behind him. With the cast removed, he couldn't get around more easily but still it tweaked and it wasn't yet the strongest.

Tears burned at the corners of his eyes and he had to stop himself from crying out. With Photostar losing his nuts and bolts and Timescale gone, he only really had Spiderpaw left. Yet now he wasn't sure what he was looking for in life.
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