Posts by redrumm

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    [size=36pt]hawkclan ooc meet & greet![/size]
    What is this? This is a ooc meet & greet, where you can meet some new hawkclan members, or some who have been her for months and months! Everyone here can be accepted, and all IC drama can be pushed away :) There's usually a game circulating, so fun times are to be had!
    How should I introduce myself? First of all, don't be shy! Introduce your character, maybe how long you've been roleplaying here, anything goes! Don't worry about what you think people are thinking about you, no one is gonna bite!
    What 'Games' are going around? On this thread, there's always a game going around. They can be mostly anything, from Would you rather, only replying in gifs (excluding introductions), confession games, saying a fact about yourself or your character, anything goes!
    When does the games change? Anywhere ranging from a week to a month. Feel free to Pm me if you have a game idea!
    Alright, where else can I meet people? Cheek out the chatting thread, Plotting thread, and Roleplaying!
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    The current game is WOULD YOU RATHER!
    example:
    Person 1; Drink 10 Teas or 10 Coffee?
    Person 2; I like tea! Would you rather Go to the moon or to a concert of a bunch of your faveourite band?
    Person 3; Oh, I love music, so I choose Band! Would you rather Be a Pokémon or get your dream job, without really having to work?
    And it goes on.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white] ASUKA LANGLEY DARLING ![/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -25px;][font=georgia][color=white][size=16px][i] the devil's got nothing on me, my friend.[align=center][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#161616; width: 430px; height: 200px; borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]Oh, no no no no no. Kittens were never allowed to touch skittles, as she lerand in Bloodclan. "Do not eat the candy." she warned, almostr in a whisper as if she was talking to herself. The effects sugar had on kits was...remarkable, to say the least. Maybe she was just a party pooper, and should have been curled up in the castle beds listening to classical on her beat up radio. What a nerd, right? She sighed, rolling back her shoulders. Maybe she could fool around with the kitten a bit...
    She raised a paw, poking at her eyepatch. "This is what happens when you eat to much candy, you'll lose an eye."
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    [align=center][color=white]© Swiftsong
    #hcactivityasuka

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white] ASUKA LANGLEY DARLING ![/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -25px;][font=georgia][color=white][size=16px][i] the devil's got nothing on me, my friend.[align=center][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#161616; width: 430px; height: 200px; borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]The snow hit very carefully outside, but the castle was still warm and cozy. Blanks, pillows, and the sort where all tucked around, making a nice comfy spot of listeners. She had many stories to tell, from her childhood, to when she first joined hawkclan, meeting the love of her life, bloodclan, so many things! Though, she had one set in mind. One that brough tragedy, bonds, and family all together! Maybe she could be a rolemodel, someone to look up to! "Story time for kits and anyone who wishes to hear!"[/b]
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    #hcactivityasuka

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white] ASUKA LANGLEY DARLING ![/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -25px;][font=georgia][color=white][size=16px][i] the devil's got nothing on me, my friend.[align=center][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#161616; width: 430px; height: 200px; borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]Her ears parked at the sound of him, turning around to see the cougar. They had never really talked, then again she only ever talked to those she was very close too. She curled her tail over her white paws, a light smile on her face. "I don't mind at all." She needed to catch up with everyone anyways, why not star right about now? "How's the leadership going?" Personally she'd never really helt a high position for very long, but had never been demoted. She considered herself a very devoted cat, and found she'd eventually accomplish anything she started. Everything was fine for her, she had a loving mate, children, a warm bed, roof over her head, food in paws reach, and a old radio to listen to classical too. Things never got 'bad' for her, except for dying and dealing with Brannigan once every something moons. Everything that had come to her had hit her rather easy, Bistre was going to come back, Harrier was going to come back, even if that was just a thought she was holding on to. Everything was fine, and as long as she thought that it would be true.
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    [align=center][color=white]© Swiftsong
    #hcactivityasuka

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -50px; margin-left: ;][font=georgia][color=white] ASUKA LANGLEY DARLING ![/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -25px;][font=georgia][color=white][size=16px][i] the devil's got nothing on me, my friend.[align=center][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#161616; width: 430px; height: 200px; borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -5px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]She'd been planning this for about two moons now, and it was happening today.
    The russet had perch herself on the balcony, the air unusually warm for leaf-bare. The ocean looked beautiful, as always. Maybe if she was lucky, no one would know and she'd just be a missing person.
    These actions carried no regrets. She had abused her first litter, murdered for no reason, and generally wasn't a good person. It wasn't like anyone would even mind, she couldn't really think of someone she'd truly miss other than Avery and Huntingpaw, if he was around anymore.
    With a sigh, she stood on the balcony, smile on her face. She left behind her eye patch and blue scarf, something to keep as a memoir. She turned around, and flew backwards off of the castle cliff. The air was cold, rushing against her as she fell. Within a seconded, the icy water hit her, and she was under. She let her body float down, awkwardly holding her breath until no one above could see here, then switched into her seal body and simply floated away, allowing the domestic cat to float up. As if she was dead.
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    #hcactivityasuka

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family:FONT;text-align:justify;width:325px]She was nothing, really. Nothing more than an empty shell created by her 'original' to forget her past mistakes and restart. Rei Ayanami was the ghost of someone who had children, a mate, and friends at her side. Maybe she could make this work, though. This stupid idea.
    A kitten, no older than four moons stood at the board. She had flashbacks of her original, but it still was a shadowed mystery to her. With the power of eye color manip, which she had no control over, two red optics scanned around the area, looking for signs of intelligent life. She didn't want to fuss about, or be childish or impolite, someone would walk past her eventually anyways, so what was the point?
    The snow white kitten just sat there, like the emotionless doll she was.
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    *rolls*
    anyone have a character in the dominion bc asuka faked her suicide, lost her memories, is in a new body living in the dominion, unknowingly grieving over her dead son.
    and your all pretty chill
    so im just wonderannn

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family:FONT;text-align:justify;width:325px]She switched her glance to Dodger, emotions still frozen. "Where am I? I've forgotten. My apologizes." She stayed silent, tail gently moving behind her. Which name was she suppose to say? This was a half-of her life decision here! "Uhm..." she though for a moment, ducking her head down to look at her paws for a brief moment. "Rei Ayanami."[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:175px]DON'T WRITE CRAP HERE
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family:FONT;text-align:justify;width:325px]She nodded her head. Good, she was in the dominion. If The apprentice from her original soul went off to look for her desperately like he seemed he would, he would go off to bloodclan and have no clue where she was. What was his name? Something with a H... Didn't they like each other very much?
    She'd have to go again with her memory manip, all these memories were garbage.
    "Yes." she said, somewhat blatantly. She always tried to say all that needed to be said, so she wasn't much of the chatty type. She'd wouldn't say anything more, unless asked first.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family:FONT;text-align:justify;width:325px]This wasn't very fun, but it was better than remembering whatever she did to make her erase her memories, get a new body, tell the love of her life she was going to bloodclan, faked her suicide, and went to the dominion so even if he looked like he did last time she died, which was a lot. Maybe she came back to mourn for brannigan, her oldest son. Well, was. Before it went down.
    She didn't really...talk. All she really did was say 'okay' and 'yes' like a proper puppet. She sat out by the balcony, adapting to this 3 moon old body. White fur, red eyes, this was not very common for her.
    At all.[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family:FONT;text-align:justify;width:325px]She didn't know anyone very well. Infact, she new no one`s names and did not have the extroverted-ness to go and simply ask someone. the white kitten stared at everyone`s eyes, and only one...what was he? Well, he had purple eyes. So that was Vargulf? What was his job?
    She just sort of stood there, awkwardly. [/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family:FONT;text-align:justify;width:325px]She came up, silent as always. What was he doing? What was he writing down? This was all very confusing to the ivory kitten, pondering what he was doing.
    But then again she didn't really care to ask.
    She came up from behind, whiskers twitching. "Hello, what is your name?" there, that was a introduction right? She needed to work on her 'I totally fit in here' tone, instead of her cold, blank voice.
    Loud voice, children, use your loud voice.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family:FONT;text-align:justify;width:325px]The young kitten trotted up. She knew what this was, her memories weren't completely erased from her original after all. "Rei Ayanami. It's nice to see you.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:175px]DON'T WRITE CRAP HERE
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    IF YOU ARE NOT IN THE MOOD TO READ BY MASSIVE WALL OF JUNK TEXT THAN YOU CAN JUST CLICK THIS LINK :
    TO SEE WHAT HAPPENDED SURING HER WERID ASS DREAM THING.
    IF YOU DONT CARE AT ALL THEN SKIP TO THE WHITE TEXT AT THE BOTTOM K THANKS BRUH


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family:FONT;text-align:justify;width:325px]DAMN IT HAWKCLAN PHILO IS OUT OF CONTROL AND THIS IS ASUKAS 8TH REINCARNATION WITH NO MEMORIES THROUGH THE TIMESPAN OF 4 YEARS REINCARNATION NOW SHE KNOWS NOTHING I CANT LET GO OF HER
    ( starts from when asuka faked her suicide. )
    watching her domestic body float away and seeing clanmates gather, she bolted off, swimming messily. She had never really practiced swimming in her seal body before, and had only really focused on catching larger fish in her orca body. It was odd having so much weight lifted off her shoulders, swimming through currents with gentle easy.
    As the tides got rougher, she twister around, looking for a beach well off of hawkclan sight. She came to a stop at a rocky shore, cliffs looming over her. This was the old-but-less old as the other one territory. Or that's what she called it. Feeling the sand under her, she switched to her wolf body, black fur dotted with snow in a fractions time. How was she suppose to do this? Memory manipulation was new to her, and powers always pushed her back to the trauma she'd lived through. She closed her eyes, and it hit her.




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    What she'd be losing for this.
    She store down at herself, as a kit, crying her blue eyes out. "Why am I crying? I swore I wouldn't cry anymore." she muttered, the apparition still crying, tears hitting the ground of stone. A sound hit her ears like shattering glass, and her child like form was standing there. The voice of her adoptive father rang to her ears, the apparition finished tearing open a stuffed twoleg doll.
    "Whats wrong, Asuka? This was a present from your new mother, don't you like it?" he pondered, though his physical from barely present. "No!" she whined, standing there strong. "No? But why not?"
    She stepped into the mental image in her current, older fourm. "Because im not a child. I grew up faster than other people, I don't need a stupid stuffed toy!" she threw her paw down on it, everything going to black except her past voice, and flashes of the german language she grew up on. doors kept opening, a new scene every time but nothing realistic. nothing was visible except for what was behind the door. The door. The door.
    "Please look at me! Im begging you, mama! Please don't stop being my mother!"
    "asuka..."
    "Mama, no, please!" come to heaven with me
    laughter arose from the voice of her mother, almost soothing in a way. "Please don't kill me! Im not mama's doll, I'll think for myself and i'll live for myself!"
    her current body was in her control again, she bent over, snarl light on her face, mixed with worry. "No! Don't make me remember that! I wanted to forget those things! Don't uncover them! Stop this, please, stop it now!" it stopped again. The swinging body of her mother, rope around her neck tied with her mouth messily.
    "please asuka, die with me.
    if's that's what you want, i'll die with you mama, just- just please don't stop being my mother! Mama! Mama!
    'Mama? [shadow=black,left]w h o a r e y o u[/shadow]?'
    A new scene. What now?
    "Hi! Im Asuka Langley Soryu! charmed, huh?"
    "What are you, stupid?"
    "Now's my chance."
    "Look at me dammit, look at me!"
    NO! NONE OF THIS IS THE REAL ME!"

    "Hi! Im Asuka Langley Soryu! charmed, huh?"
    "What are you, stupid?"
    "Now's my chance."
    "Look at me dammit, look at me!"
    "NO! NONE OF THIS IS THE REAL ME!"

    "Hi! Im Asuka Langley Soryu! charmed, huh?"
    "What are you, stupid?"
    "Now's my chance."
    "Look at me dammit, look at me!"
    "NO! NONE OF THIS IS THE REAL ME!"

    "Hi! Im Asuka Langley Soryu! charmed, huh?"
    "What are you, stupid?"
    "Now's my chance."
    "Look at me dammit, look at me!"
    "NO! NONE OF THIS IS THE REAL ME!"

    "Hi! Im Asuka Langley Soryu! charmed, huh?"
    "What are you, stupid?"
    "Now's my chance."
    "Look at me dammit, look at me!"
    "NO! NONE OF THIS IS THE REAL ME!"

    "Hi! Im Asuka Langley Soryu! charmed, huh?"
    "What are you, stupid?"
    "Now's my chance."
    "Look at me dammit, look at me!"
    "NO! NONE OF THIS IS THE REAL ME!"

    "Hi! Im Asuka Langley Soryu! charmed, huh?"
    "What are you, stupid?"
    "Now's my chance."
    "Look at me dammit, look at me!"
    [shadow=BLACK,left]"NO! NONE OF THIS IS THE REAL ME!"[/SHADOW]

    she was walking down in the old territory, the one used during Pollux's reign. She was walking backwards, almost as if in a trace. There was almost a dance aspect to her walk, twists with each step.
    Seeing a dark figure, as turned around, and moved forwards to get a better look. She felt a presence bump her on the shoulder, then another, another. In less than a moment, she was swarmed with this dark figures, stuttering to make her way through the crowd.
    They began to push her down, staring at the original. She started to scream, pushing herself forward. "help me! someone, please, help me!"
    next.
    she was walking down a pathway with eric, her original mentor. He muttered a laugh, and kept walking as she followed him. "Asuka, your still a child." she looked ahead of him, seeing brown fur. Huntingpaw. She leaned back a bit, surprised by him. She shoot her head down in a snarl. "Why are you there, damn you! You don't do anything! You don't help me! You wont even hold me! Your no one, no one! No one!"
    A child again, crying. "Why wont you look at me!"
    She woke up, covered in snow on the beach she had arrived on. It was dark, and she was almost half frozen to death by what it looked like. She sat there, blank. She saw herself, the child hugging that twoleg toy from the start.
    "are you lonely?"
    "are you alone?"
    it reached out to touch her, but she had stopped it with a booming voice.
    [shadow=black,left]"NO!"[/shadow] Stay away from me! I want to live on my own!
    do you really love me?
    "I wont rely on anyone!"
    do you still really love me?
    "I can live on my own!"
    but your lying.




    She woke up again, for real this time. She was awoken on the hawkclan boarder, but how did she get there?
    It didn't matter.





    "My name is Asuka Langley Soryu, and I've abused my children, killed innocents, tortured stolen children, raped, lied and cheated through life."there. she admitted it to herself.
    Something hit her in the gut, and she realised something. She didn't want to die. Asuka langley soryu wanted to exist. But it was too late, she'd already forced it upon herself.
    ''I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die. I don't wana die. I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die."b]Suddenly, she cloudnt think. Memories were replaced and almost felt unfamiler and forgein to the wolf. She was a new person. Everything was gone. She was Misato Katsuragi. She knew lies, and faked past.






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    A black wolf stood on the boarder, smile on her face. She needed to be polite, after all. That's how you got through life! Snow dotted her black and rowan fur, watching fly down to the icy forest floor with bright yellow eyes. It seemed nice here, better than some place like bloodclan or the dominion where they tortured innocents. She didn't want to be that person, she wanted to be the Miasto Katsuragi that her mum and Dad would have wanted! They would have been proud, seeing her join such a place. She cloud help people grow and strive, and they would help her too! It was like a family! [b]"Uh< Hello? Anyone there? I wish to join!"
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    ps please don't have your character be like 'omg hai I kno u lol lol lol', just go along like a normal day, but feel free to have them think something is off or different, familiar xD

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family:FONT;text-align:justify;width:325px]the daughter of mysticillusion padded up, silent in her wake. was this where her mother lived? then so be it, this was her home now. the place almost seemed familiar, staring down a stream with vague hints of paws in the mud, though she caught no scent, as always. It was almost dark due to the winter nights, and everyone would have been asleep if she was back in her twoleg home.
    She still knew much about clan life, and had already a name picked out for herself. Canonkit. It was a nice name, it made her sound like a roughhousing tom, which she was not.[/fancypost]
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    [abbr=mysticillusion x ncp, medium difficulty, 4 moons, riverclan, no powers] hover tags, [/abbr] click for apperance