Posts by glitchmob

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]Glitch had expected Nebulaheart to scold her once she started speaking, but was surprised that she wasn't. So help me I will demolish the rank. What? Why? Everyone but Legacy it seemed was doing great on the team with each other, where else was drama coming from? She hated how Legacy Brides and Fireflystar were acting. The other medicine cat was just being whiny and annoying, and Fireflystar was unfairly assuming things and taking more power than he had. Why abolish the rank from one person stirring drama? Was he not the one who decided the clan needed to follow the code more and be more 'pro-clan'? They needed a medicine cat for that to work, right? You're over thinking this.
"Now if there is nothing else you have to say to me, Legacy, then I'll be stepping out."
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]At the news, all Glitch could do was blink. Allies with ShadowClan? But he's there, he lives in ShadowClan. He cheated on you, got you pregnant with demons, and then shamefully fled the clan to live somewhere else. They couldn't possibly be allies with a clan that harbored individuals like that.
And then RiverClan had converted to NightClan? Her heart felt like it was going to explode it was beating to fast. RiverClan had been her birthplace, escape, sanctuary, and her other home when WindClan didn't feel like one. She needed to go there, she needed to make sure her family and friends were alright. Without even thinking, she spoke. "I need to go to RiverClan." Her voice was unusually shaky and weak, unlike her regular tone. "Please, I have people there who will protect me no matter what." The marlot bit her lip to try to focus on her breathing. "'Sides, I have an extra life or two so I won't be dead forever." Just like always, you've always had to come back from the dead.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]ooc windclan already has a medicine team, to see who's on it you can check the guide on the leader subboard
Glitchmob watched from a small distance for a few seconds. She grumbled and stood up from her resting spot and jerkily moved over to the RadicalClanner. The deformed marlot had never been one to pry, but some times she had to. "Where's that from?" The rosetted feline asked, dipping her head to the source of the female's pain.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]She noticed how he was matching her slow pace and frowned, looking away and facing forward as her signature eyebrow crease formed. She wanted to tell him to call her by her name and leave it at that. Lask never had noticed her deformities and disabilities, or at least he pretended not to. He never stared at her badly kinked tail, tried to help her to walk, walked alongside her, or offered to help. And she loved that so much, she didn't need help from anyone and she didn't want anyone to stare at her weaknesses. He was honest, too. He had said she wasn't pretty and didn't have the best personality, but he loved her. Stop comparing Surfpaw with him.
Glitchmob was tempted to say 'stop lying, I'm no beauty', but nobody liked a self-depreciate. She did find it amusing that he said she wasn't a glitch, because that was the reason she was named. She was a glitch; unexpected, unwanted, annoying, deformed, and unpleasant.
Once they reached the waterfall, the girl found herself not being very impressed. It was just a waterfall, and RiverClan had one that was much more beautiful. Stop comparing WindClan with RiverClan. Glitchmob closed her visionaries for a brief second, feeling the mist on her face from the falling water. "Ahhh the nostalgia." And it was even worse since her amnesia erased the first four moons she had spent in WindClan, and her most recent memories were of life in RiverClan. "D'you often come here?" Why am I always the one to talk, to ask the questions? Well she should be used to it by now. Her jobs required asking questions, and any talk she ever had pushed her to ask things and listen to the answers.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]She remained where she was, staring at the water. Her claws flexd into the earth. "Idiot, there is no way for me to ever relax," she growled. "And what do you think is wrong?" Glitchmob felt the urge to lash her tail in annoyance, but was unable to since it was immobile. Her eyes just shifted to a lime green color instead. Too harsh.
The silvery-tan fem exhaled and straightened her back, "No, I didn't mean to say it like that. I'm just a defensive person, sorry." The marlot looked up at the clouds, oculars turning back to the deep teal they usually were lately.
I don't have anyone I can trust now that he's gone, I am the mother of several murderers, I'm so cynical, I miss him, I hate him, I hate myself, I miss my old self, I miss my dead family and friends, I miss being dead, I'm so frustrated, I don't want to be here. No no she couldn't say any of that. Everyone in the clan was depressed, weren't they? Everyone, everywhere. Her roots of sadness were pathetic compared to everyone else. "I'm just a bit tired of this silence around me."
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]She raised a shoulder, "You know why. Everyone knows why. No big deal, I just have to get over it." Glitch didn't want to talk about it, if she did she'd break down. "Is this really why you wanted me to come here? To get inside my head, see me when I'm weak?"
/rushed
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]Do you think I can't see that it's shallow? The fem stuck a paw into the water, not liking how cold it was. RiverClan had cold water, most of the time, but it's environment was warmer that WindClan's. Her fur was too short to keep her very warm in the wind, but it was mostly water-resistant. Eh, why not?
Glitchmob stood up from her spot and wobbled into the water. A small grin stretched on to her face as she swam around, her movements natural and elegant. She exhaled and inhaled deeply, savoring the feeling of the water around her. "Did you swim a lot, in your old clan?"
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]She snorted, "I'll call you merpaw now, then. And yeah, I had to swim a lot. Dad used to be one of those 'drypaws' as an apprentice and kit, and I was born a drypaw, too. Fortunately I got used to the water and have loved it ever since." A little tired from paddling, the wildcat sat down in the water, flicking her whiskers to rid them of any water. "I remember my sister and I would play games in the water. One time we were at RiverClan's waterfall and he showed me a cave behind it." She smiled, a bit sadly. "There were fireflies on the ceiling and it had two hot spring pools, one with fish and one empty for soaking."
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]Well she knew that. She had checked behind there many times after learning of her parents' death in hopes for that cave, and that they'd be there waiting for her. Ha ha stupid her.
"It was.." She thought for a moment, searching for the right word, ".. serene." Glitch wrinkled her nose, "Sorry, I shouldn't be talking about my old clan. I live here now."
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]She frowned. Why would he ask something like that? Glitchmob's eyes turned lime green again, but she forced herself to push her feelings aside. "Well for starters I miss my parents, but they died. My best friend who I learned was my sister, oh wait she died. My other sisters are probably all dead, too. Hmm.. oh my other best friend, Glitteringgold. He's alive as far as I know. I even miss the ones who used to bully me, too." And I miss the person I used to be.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]And she couldn't fight in battles. At all. That had been her one dream growing up. "That's how RiverClan seemed to be. We were like.. pacifists or some shit. I don't understand how anyone can live like that." She exhaled, "I am grateful to be living in a nice clan like WindClan, but it's just.. the little things I miss."
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]And she had been fine with that, there really was no change there. When she promoted and demoted she had still consulted with Legacy about it and they always reached an agreement. If anything she wanted the title gone, it had no meaning and it was stirring stupid drama.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]She wrinkled her nose. The one thing she didn't like about RiverClan -- how it stunk of fish all the time. "Mmm.. no I do not." Is this seriously what he wants to do with me all day? She was getting very bored.
Glitchmob wobbled out of the water to dry off, shaking her wet pelt on the shore. In the process she fell about three times, but never did she say anything about it or make a sound. She just got back up and tried again. "I see now why some members get twoleg pelts to keep warm." The marlot proceeded to lick her pelt the wrong way. "Where is SunClan?" She'd only been to three clans in her whole life: RiverClan, WindClan, and ThunderClan. And ThunderClan was a memory she had lost.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]Woah, when did HG and Spock become a thing? And how in the hell do you just 'lose a body' like that? No one could seriously forget where they put a body. "Grats."
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]Well, Glitch had never been the type of person to press someone for answers. If he didn't know than he had his own reasons, no need to intrude.
Do you plan to move back to move back to RiverClan later?
Her head craned to the side to get a better view of the tom, her oculars flashed a bright red then turned into neon green again. "Did I not just say that I like how things are run in WindClan? Did I not just say that RiverClan is full of a bunch of pacific, moronic, and utterly doltish individuals who think they are better than anyone else? Why could you possibly think I would even consider moving back to such a repugnant clan?" The marlot flattened her ears and stood up, readying herself to leave. "Do you doubt that I'm strong enough for this clan? Do you seriously think that I'm so pusillanimous to the point where I'd give up my life here and move back to my previous home, just to see some faces I like?" She used a completely different vocabulary when provoked.
Chest rising up and down, the female attempted to calm herself. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath in and out. "Sorry. That was very inappropriate of me." The eight moon old sat back down, shakily as always, and stared at the waterfall with an odd expression. "In these past two moons I've been a rattlesnake. I'm always in a bad mood, but when provoked by anything I'll strike with venom and fangs. The things provoking me could be anything. A stick poking me, a drop of rain on my scales, a rat biting at my tail, and even the sound of the wind rustling leaves." Glitchmob snorted. "Please don't think too much of it whenever I bite."
almost all of her posts are just her thinking and talking, pretty much
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]Glitch wanted to promote Marseillespaw to a medicine cat a long time ago, but she couldn't possibly do that to someone so young. The marlot herself was only eight moons, promoted to a medicine cat at six moons. And that had been pretty tough for her.
"You deserved it." The feline dipped her head, respectfully, to the newly named medic.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]The marlot tilted her head to the side at the commotion coming from Bearpaw. Oh. Turtlepup was injured.
Glitchmob staggered over, her movements awkward and jerky as always, with a few herbs in her mouth. She set them on the ground by the canine, "I'll clean your side up for you."[/fancypost]

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]She'd lost her one and only love, too. He was gone. But the gone he had done was different from this. The medicine cat limped to Eagletalon's side and tried not to growl. "What happened?" Was it a murder? Did he kill her? What killed her?
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]Oh, so even Surfpaw got annoyed? Or was she just completely misreading him? Well, she never had been good at recognizing the emotions of others, which had made her insensitive. As a kit in RiverClan she had been very timid, shy, and friendly. Glitch didn't even know what made her drastically change.
Tell yourself to stop.
How the hell was she supposed to do that? Once she started, there was no stopping her. At the end she always realized her mistake, but while going off she was just blind with rage. It was a defense mechanism, really. It was something she began to do subconsciously to make sure the people she allowed into her heart would not break it. So how did she stop that? Her parents and sister knew how to stop her, they'd just hold her close and tell her that it was alright. It was so warm, back then. Now it was just painful and cold. So very, very cold. She just wanted to find some heat source, some sort of painkiller.
"Fine." She wouldn't argue, she wouldn't complain, she wouldn't make him pity her. Oh for fucks sake I don't want any pity, ever. Glitchmob laid down on the ground, curling her forepaws underneath her chest to warm them up a little. "Now talk. My throat hurts from flipping out on you."
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 320px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -12pt;]"Dude are you okay." The eight-moon-old lifted an invisible brow at the sight of Polarispaw. The marlot hadn't seen anyone in WindClan glow yet, but she'd heard rumors of cats being born with that ability and gaining it a lot lately.
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