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[align=left][justify][color=white][size=9px][font=arial] It must the the military theme. Or just that DarkClan is some stud magnet... I've never tried to roleplay a female.[/justify][align=center][color=white][size=5pt](c) pompeii[/size]
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main text: JABBERJAW
subtext: IS THERE ANY PLACE FOR A HOPELESS SINNER?
color scheme: Black, Yellow, Beige, White ,whatever.
mood: dark(ish)
other: sorry, subaccount...
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[align=left][justify][color=white][size=9px][font=arial] *sniffle*
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[align=left][justify][color=white][size=9px][font=arial]" Greetings. " The pale colored tom stated as he padded forward in a museless post.[/justify][align=center][color=white][size=5pt](c) pompeii[/size]
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[align=left][justify][color=white][size=9px][font=arial] Jabberjaw. <3
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[align=left][justify][color=white][size=9px][font=arial] " Greetings Serpentine, I am Jabberjaw. " Spoke the Russian accented Tom as he moved forward with curiousity spiking his pelt.
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Jabberjaw was frozen with horror and shock, eyed widened as flashbacks and memories flooded his brain. When he was younger, he'd been captured and tortured with the same thing that flooded DarkClans home. The hefty water swept up the tom, he fought against it in his own attempts to reach the surface. With his lungs screaming, Jab finally reached fresh air, but who the hell knew how long he would be able to keep his head up?
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" Greetings Standingpaw. I am Jabberjaw. " The Russian accented tom replied as he padded over muselessly.
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( since I noticed there are too many guys here... :) )
Honestly, he had no fucking clue what the hell happened. He'd just woken up one morning and really needed to take a wiz, but he was missing a few... Things. " Oi! Vuat the hell is this shit? " Snarled the Russian female, her pale green visionaries wide with horror. He was a fucking girl? Awe hell.
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Hmm. Never mind. I decided that I cannot do this to Jab. : )
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" Ze pleasure is mine. " The tabby replied with a swift dip of his head to Standingpaw. His abnormally long tail flicked over the ground and his pale visionaries sparkled. He loved meeting the new people.
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Jabberjaw crawled his way onto the creatures back, careful to keep his claws sheathed so not to harm his helper. Shivering and soaked to the bone, he crouched and tried to press himself into the smallest form he could manage despite the screaming in his joints and organs.
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The pale tabby was seemingly one of the first to arrive to this curious contest. He offered the canine a small smile before taking up one of the jugs in his jaws and holding it there, hoping his rather short attention span could hold out long enough. Ooh! There's a bluebird over there just to the right of him, he could just drop this thing and go after it... Oh, hellllll no. He was not going to chase that plump, delicious looking bird... Shit this was going to be hard as fuck.
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" Oh holy shit. Shit shit shit man. Awe. Um... HEY SOMEONE GET THEIR ASS OVER HERE SOMEVONE DIED! " Called the Russian tom as he spotted the body. Someone was clearly going to be unhappy about this.
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http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1677016.0
" Ze one called Poundingalarms is deceased. " Jabberjaw announced swiftly, not really able to show much emotion for he didn't know the female, but he thought others would like to know since she was a HP and all.
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" Poundingalarms is dead... " Jabberjaw decided to just throw that out there, not thinking too much about it for he didn't really know her.
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" If you vant, I can show you around. " Came his smexy ass Russian accent as his paws brought him towards the pretty badass seeming female, rather uncommon sight in this stud magnet of a clan.
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[align=left][justify][color=white][size=9px][font=arial] Jabberjaw moved over silently, his pale green visionaries focused curiously apon the WindClanners. He'd noticed the strange expression on Refinegraces face, so he guessed that these where her old clanmates.[/justify]
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[align=left][justify][color=white][size=9px][font=arial] " Cuddling, how divine. " Mused Jabberjaw as he padded over with a smile, optics sweeping around at all his clanmates in whom had chosen to participate in this "cuddle fest". [/justify]
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