Posts by bubbly 1

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    [size=19px]JABBERJAW

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    [align=left][justify][color=white][size=9px][font=arial] The tom sighed as he made his way over to the limp body of Standingpaw, prodding the white canine with a paw. Such a shame, he actually liked the apprentice, but little did he know that the creature he belived to be dead actually flew around in the aluminated sky. Jabberjaw looked up and spotted the eagle and all its glory, how curious.[/justify]
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth:0px; height:300px; width:250px; overflow:auto] [align=left][justify][color=white][size=9px][font=arial] " Arent you guys just special? " The pale tabby teased, raising an invisible brow. He didnt have any powers just yet, Weebl decided that he would get them later.[/justify]
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    " Vuat is your name and business with DarkClan? " The Russian accented warrior inquired as he walked up to the young cub, his pale eyes soft but wary.
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    [size=19px]JABBERJAW

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    " Perhaps it vas cancer? " Suggested Jabberjaw, shuffling his paws awkwardly.
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    You know, whatever. Jabberjaw. <3 My 15 month old stud.
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    [align=left][justify][color=white][size=9px][font=arial] With a sexy smile on his face, Jabberjaw trotted over and took his own seat. He'd played this plenty of times in the other clans he had visited, and apparently he seemed to enjoy it. Jab licked a paw and drew it over his ears swiftly.[/justify]
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    [align=center][size=19px][color=white]BEETLEJUICE

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    The tom stood warily on the border into ArcadianClan, his golden visionaries flickering around for any sight of his familiar clanmates. He wasnt quite sure if he was actually banished from his home clan, but he simply knew that he'd done his time for whatever crime he'd done possessed by Scripture. The loner lands where terribly lonely in his days there, but now that he was back, maybe they would accept him back in.


    Beetlejuice did not want to see Luna, or Casino, or whatever hell children they'd spawned up. He hated that entire family, he loved them, but he hated them as well. Flicking his ink colored tail, the warrior shuffled his paws and sat back on his haunches, ears perked.

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    [align=center][size=19px][color=white]BEETLEJUICE

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    Guess who came crawling back to ArcadianClan? :3

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    The large tom eyed the apprentice carefully, a small smile spreading across his maw. " Greetings. I am Beetlejuice, and I would er-like to re-join ArcadianClan. " He voiced calmly.

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    [align=center][size=19px][color=white]BEETLEJUICE

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    "Ah, Autumnpaw, or, are you a warrior now? Its good to see a familiar face again, tell me, how are things since i've been gone? " Beetlejuice mused, dipping his head kindly and sweeping his tail over his paws. He was a bit surprised to hear that Lioflight became leader, but he knew she deserved it.


    He then looked over at the unfamiliar female, still softly smiling. " Greetings Ladypaw, pleasure to meet you. "

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    [align=center][size=19px][color=white]BEETLEJUICE

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    Moony and Jade? Dead? Shit. " Oh, man, sorry for the loss. " He replied slowly.

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    Animal. Domestic Feline
    Pelt. Solid white, short fur.
    Markings. Ginger colored paws.
    Eyes. Pale green
    What do you want. A sitting down cat that is facing the screen with ears perked and tail curled around its paws.
    Accessories. A grey blindfold around her eyes, hiding them completely.
    Other. Can you give her white wings a well? If not, its fine.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth:0px; height:300px; width:250px; overflow:auto] [align=left][justify][color=white][size=9px][font=arial] The pale colored warrior had packed up what little things he had with him in a small bag and drew it over his shoulder, taking once swift look around the room he'd been staying in before walking outside and away from the DarkClan camp. He didnt really feel like he fit in there, he felt like he didnt belong. Jabberjaw gave a minor shrug before crossing over DarkClans border into the loner lands, off to expolore wherever the hell he was going.[/justify]
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    [size=30pt] The Impressionists[/size]


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    [justify][size=9px] Issues with post. Locking.






    Religion/Traditions


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    [justify][size=9px] The Impressionists revolve around no solid religion, members are welcome to worship/belive in any thing they wish as long as they dont force it apon their fellow clanmates. Kits and apprentices can choose weither or not to have a ceremony to gain their new rank and name, this also goes for name changes and retirements. When a pair loves eachother enough, they can get married by one of the Prophets or choose not to have a big ceremony for it. Same thing goes for funerals.


    [font=arial][color=white] High/Semi High Positions


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth:0px; height:300px; width:250px; overflow:auto][align=left][justify][color=white][size=9px][font=arial] The Lords/Ladies are the leaders of the clan in whom deserve the highest respect from all of the Impressionists.
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    chosen icly - played by :
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    The Heirs are they deputys of the clan, they help the Lords/Ladies make big decisions. Each Lord/Lady has their own heir to success them.
    chosen icly - played by :
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    The Prophets are the highly respected healers of the clan, they treat the wounded and sick.
    chosen icly - played by :
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    The Prophet Apprentice is simply the successor/apprentice of the Prophet that chooses them.
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    The Emissaries are the messengers of the clan, they send and recive news for The Impressionists. This is a Semi-Hp.
    chosen icly - played by :
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    The Conductors are the highly respected warriors of the clan, they can lead raids and patrols to other clans. This is a Semi-Hp.
    chosen icly - played by :
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    Warriors/Apprentices/Queens/Kits/Elders are the heart of the clan, without them there wouldnt be The Impressionists. They help feed and run the clan.
    ( these ranks are unlimited )



    [align=center][font=arial][color=white]Rules/Laws


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    - The Lord/Lady's word is law. Do not disobey them.
    - Do not harm your fellow Impressionists in any way.
    - Once you leave the clan, you are consistered and enemy and traitor.


    - Do not roleplay a HP if you havent earned that rank.
    - If you are inactive with a hp for 2weeks+ without notifying a leader, you will be demoted.
    - Once you are demoted, you can earn the rank back.
    - No arguing, begging, nagging, etc.



    [align=center][font=arial][color=white]Territory


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth:0px; height:300px; width:250px; overflow:auto][align=left][justify][color=white][size=9px][font=arial] The Impressionists make their home within a vast, abandoned amusement park. There are hundreds of rides within the large area, and some still work! There are also buildings scattered around the park where anyone can sleep, but the main building in the center of it all is here the HPs usually stay. Protecting the park is a very tall, concrete fence that keeps the unwanted out, so the only way to get in or out is the main gate that is usually heavily guarded.


    Surrounding the amusement park is a thick forest plentiful with an acortment of prey and wildlife. There are plenty of streams and rivers within the forest so no one goes thirtsy.
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    The words of Winterbones really pissed of the tom. " Me? Break her heart? What heart?! Luna knew how much I loved her, and she was a b-tch enough to make me actually had hope that we could actually happen! And then she f-cking ran of with Casinoroyale, who by the way I thought of as a brother. Hey hey, pleasant SURPRISE! And I didn't murder a f-ucking soul. That lioness, Deadwonderland, yeah, she's Inkveins f-cking mate! She'd do anything for him. And I was possessed most of my time away from ArcadianClan, I'd thought you'd understand Winter, since your fiancée has some psychopath nailed into her body. " It felt good to get all that Sh-t off his chest, but he knew that that wouldn't accept him back into the place where he grew up, where he'd found his first love, where he'd rotten away inside.

    Vic was a bit too late in stopping the females claws from reaching the side of his face, blood peeked down his cheek and from his now blinded eye, but Beetlejuice didn't flee, not yet. " You can try to kill me, but hell, I'm already dead. " He spat before turning tail and stalking off.

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    The ivory apprentice decided she would sit out of the raid, since her damned blindness didn't seem much of a help in any case.


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