Posts by bottlerocket

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^{one trick pony's only got one song,}
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: white; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 200px;]Already he had met like, fifteen of the warriors within RiverClan? That sounded about right. Though he intended to meet more he was satisfied with the amount of friends he currently had. Both his lemon yellow eyes cast around for something interesting to do, which was nothing because being a kit sucked when you were confined to camp. Bottlekit sighed and made do with just sitting in the middle of camp working tediously on de-feathering a small robin from the freshkill pile.
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[font=georgia]Bethany x Bottlekit?

@Demolished; http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1462010.new#new
@Starr; Photostar is going to be livid xD

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^{one trick pony's only got one song,}
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: white; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 200px;]As the black lab came over, he twitched his ear and looked up at Demolishedpaw as he rolled on his back. Both his eyes raked up and down the large labrador, "You're big did you know that?" Without meaning to, he leaned up to bat at the apprentice's long muzzle. It was half-hearted and he sighed pulling his paw back and just watching Demolishedpaw, "I'm Bottlekit. It's nice to meet you."
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^{one trick pony's only got one song,}
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: white; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 200px;]One of his friend's came up beside him and he nearly jumped for joy at the sight of Griffonkit, "Yeah! One day we will be the biggest and strongest cats in all of RiverClan!" Although he wished his career path would travel more into the herb side of things. Fighting didn't really have a strong appeal in his eyes.
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^{one trick pony's only got one song,}
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: white; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 200px;]Leader? That didn't sound right but he liked it, "Or I could be the medicine cat! All Clans need medicine cats!" Hopefully he didn't sound like a complete wuss. Bottlekit grinned at his two new friends though. He could see they would grow up being best friends. At least he hoped so.
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^{one trick pony's only got one song,}
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: white; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 200px;]When Andromedakit padded up beside him he let out a rumbling purr at the she-cat. "I know we do, but in this Clan you can be anything you like! You can be a medicine cat with me Andromedakit!" Not knowing if that was what she wanted to be, Bottlekit just took a random guess. Not having been around for the CryptClan takeover, he didn't get Griffonkit's reference but didn't comment on it. It wasn't important enough for him to need to understand it. Looking at Griffon'star' he grinned, "Griffonstar and Paperstar you need to get your nine lives!"
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[font=georgia]bottlegalaxy

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: white; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 200px;]"I don't know what the other one is but we do need deputies yes!" Nearly bouncing on the spot, he playfully nudged his 'co-medicine cat', "This is going to be an awesome Clan!" Now they just had to focus on making it a reality. It may take days, months or even years before they came close to accomplishing their goal. But Bottlekit wouldn't let this day ever leave his memory. Today was going to be a blueprint for the rest of his life. Even long after he missed the chance of being medicine cat.
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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;]Yes this was going to be absolutely awesome! Bottlekit nodded respectfully at Timescale, "Thank you for this opportunity Timescale." Out of excitement he nudged Bethany and grinned over at her. Not just a learning experience, but perhaps a chance to really get to know the she-cat. All attention then diverting to Austin, he purred, "So what do we learn first?" Tail curling over his paws, he sat down.
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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;]As an ex-kittypet, he was not surprised by the serval's discovery as he walked back into camp. In fact he was pretty mellow about it all. Bottlekit got up from where he had been playing with his mossball and chirruped, "Nice hat Sherlock!" Bounding over, as was his usual pace, he tried to reach up and hit the ear flap but failed due to the sheer enormity of the serval compared to his tiny kitten domestic body. "What will Mockingbird think?" His best friend in the entire universe would probably have something to say about this.
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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;]All eyes on him and he blushed hard pressing closer to Mockingbird. All the cats here he had either just met or had a brief conversation with. Washingtonpaw he got in trouble for greeting on the border so he only had bad memories associated with the black tom. But that didn't mean it couldn't just be put in the past. Velveteen nose twitching, he looked from Mockingspirit to Sherlock, "What sort of case?"
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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;]At the nickname she made for him, he yowled indignantly, "Hey! That's not very nice." Tail lashing yet again, he turned away from trying to salvage what was left off this moss ball. Bottlekit tried to overlook the first part of her question but he couldn't and mewed simply, "I was a pet. My two-legs were very nice but my mum wasn't." A bit too personal but young people never seemed to know when to keep their mouths shut, "That's cool! I met your father and your mother then. Bulletinboard accepted me into the Clan and Photostar kind of scolded me for sneaking out of camp."
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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 broad grin spread across his face, [b]"We are the new and awesome RiverClan! Nearly dancing on the spot, he wondered how they could make this pretend game more fun. Maybe they could play on the high rock! Without waiting, he bounded over to the rock that protruded out of the ground and attempted to scramble up it.
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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;]"I think there are others, like a lot of kits just came a few days ago!" Referring to Andromedakit and her siblings. Tail twitching, he watched as Breezepaw bounded over and he too squeaked, "Sure!" Looking at Griffonkit, he was hoping that the other tom would also like to participate.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: white; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 200px;]Sounded just like the wet food he was occasionally fed at home. Not at home, this was his home now. But at his old home. Tentatively leaning down, he sniffed it and nearly gagged before he forced himself to take a bite. A bit larger than the bite he was expecting but a half decent bite. The salmon taste played around his tongue before it become over powering and he swallowed quickly and stuck his tongue out trying to get the taste out of his mouth, "Bleh! It's so... fishy!" Which made a lot of sense considering what Bottlekit had eaten was indeed a fish.
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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;]Already it had been a few days in RiverClan and he knew basically everyone. Some more personally than others but overall he knew them all. Bottlekit's interest in herbs hadn't yet been made prominent but he had already decided he had a dislike in fighting. Still, he was too young to know for sure what career path he wished to follow so he just enjoyed his life being a kit. Sneaking out via the hole in the nursery, playing with moss balls, antagonizing the other kits. Yeah this was the life. Though he did miss his two-leg home occasionally.

Unbeknownst to him, he had a major difference compared to the other toms within RiverClan. Maybe this was what made him so placid. Having had a trip to the vet, he had not yet realized he had been de-sexed. Probably because all the other kittens he had met looked exactly like him 'down there'. Also due to the fact that around the other two-leg homes, all the tom-cats were lacking their bits. In the middle of the camp, he stared up at the high rock with a tilted head. What it must feel like to stand up there and have a whole Clan do your bidding.
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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;]At first he tried to scramble after her as she took off, but when she came back and picked him up he squealed in surprise. Now perched on top of her head, he clung on for dear life as she raced through the snow covered forest. Eyes squeezed tight shut, Bottlekit tried to enjoy the wind whipping through his fur but it was rather uncomfortable after all. Eventually though, as a rhythm was found he did begin to enjoy it and he opened one eye as he watched the world whip past him.
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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;]From where he lay, he stared up at the dog and blinked a few times. Where had he seen something like this? It only took a few moments before he realized he'd seen a dog like this all harnessed up with a weird lead type thing. The two-leg was wearing thick glasses and the dog seemed absolutely devoted to assisting the feeble two-leg. Bottlekit had tried assisting the two-legs but his assistance wasn't always appreciated. "Did you ever consider helping two-legs?" Another weird thought that just crossed his mind.
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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;]So this was the first time where he didn't go looking for cats to engage in conversation or a game, this was the time when he waited for them to show up where he was. Bottlekit made this easier by splaying himself out on the ground in front of the nursery casting longing sad looks at those who walked past. Why won't they entertain him? Getting up, he brushed off the only white on his body centred on his chest and glanced around. There must at least be something to do around here. Maybe he could come up with a new game? That actually sounded like fun. First he needed some suggestions. "Anyone want to help me make a game?" Whether it was original or not he just wanted something to do. God this place was boring.
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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;]Careful not to disturb the already seated warriors, Bottlekit made his way into the meeting and tried to find a familiar face to sit by. Seeing no one, he sat in the middle of a group of unfamiliar cats chewing his lip nervously. Everyone was chittering and talking about stuff he had no idea of, but it seemed to be a place where you could suggest stuff? The seal brown tom had suggestions and ideas, but he doubted they would even be considered. Not for a second. As of now, he had no authority or say in this Clan.
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