Posts by mornings

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uhm. hi. :s

I'm mornings, as you can see, and i'm new here c:

ergahh.. I'm guessing I should start out with some interesting facts? right..?
okay then. I'm an advanced coder. and graphic maker... and roleplayer.. and I have never read the warrior cat book series. um. im not really willing to give away anything personal, ofc, so my favorite movie is Frozen and mah favorites color is either lightyellow or [color=lightblue]lightblue, if either of those really matter. :s

OH! FANDOMS, OF COURSE.

recently I've started watching Doctor Who. on the third ep. and I'm going to start the walking dead a while from now. I'm a really giant brony/pegasister, and-- erm. I'm socially awkward.

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trickle trackle.

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Unsurprisingly late to the party, Tunedpaw's confused look pointed out her oblivion to the situation as she propelled herself forward, glancing around nervously at all the tenseness in the eerily still air. "What's going on?" Her trembling voice called out to no one in particular as the soon-to-be Tunedguitar took a hesitant seat.

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thanks c:

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Letting out a choked, "Huh?!" Tunedpaw's ear would flicker, deep brown oculars twitched upon a bush as it bristled and bothered the tip of her tail, which was soon flipped behind her warily. "Who's there?" Fear soaked her hoarse voice as it slightly cracked, a fearful look showing unpridefully in her eyes as she slowly took a step backward.

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A truly ear splitting screech sounded as the brown tabby jumped backward, the scream bubbling from her throats and fictionally ripping and shredding her vocal cords and anyone nearby's eardrums as the sight was unfortunately bestowed and presented before her. "Who would do this..?"

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Horror showed within that of beautiful brown orbs as she watched the deep grey tomcat splutter and cough helplessly, blood poring aimlessly onto the soil below as it slowly dissolved to moisten the dirt. "What happened to you?" Her nose burned as the red liquid's scent rushed into it, and now that she could see it the smell seemed to thicken.

"Water.." The male screeched with a deeply depressing voice. "P.. Please."

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"I.. I'm sorry," Tunedpaw would choke out that moment. "I've not got any water, sir,"

At the sound of the latter sentence, the grey tomcat would frown, a cough escaping him as he nodded, his voice rasped with pain. "That's.." He coughed. "That's alright," Wheezing, the male laid a paw near her, causing the closest of her forepaws to rise in surprise away from his grasp, a saddened frown bestowed upon her brown tabby features. "Hurry far away," He screeched softly. "F.. Far away from here."

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This male couldn't be serious, could he? "What's your name, sir?" She asked softly. He closed his eyes for a moment, pondering upon the question as his head bulged with pain. "Stripedcomet." He soon replied, his voice somewhat clear though still scratchy against the sentence. "Stripedcomet.. I will pray for you." Tunedpaw held a strong look, as she leaned down near him, frowning as she wondered if there was much she could truly do for the helpless Stripedcomet.

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"You?" He questioned quietly. She pursed her muzzle. "Hm?" A confused look dazed her. "Oh-- Tunedpaw, planning to be Tunedguitar.." She replied quickly after, realizing the question as her own had slipped from her mind. "I'll pray f..for you, dear." Her heart seemed to drop as he spoke the words, her head shaking slowly as she stared at the ground.

//can someone please find her and him or something? i'm sorta roleplaying by myself here cx

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"How did this happen?" Tunedpaw said to the ground, awaiting a response patiently as she listened closely, brown tabby ear twitched at the slightest of movements or sounds. "I can't say." He replied soon after, a she frowned, a small sigh slipping past her muzzle. "Alright, I won't force you."

//roleplay please??

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Allowing a small sigh to push past her vibrantly dirt-brown fur, she stood with a flickering tail. "I'm sorry. I must go." She heard no reply, not even a goodbye, as she turned and weakly padded past a tall oak. Hearing a mumble from behind her, she knew she could no longer bear the disturbing, gruesome sight, and she continued to walk, awaiting a stranger to talk to for comfort. Weird. Waiting for a stranger.

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Ketzly had, indeed, stumbled into someone, and it happened to be Tunedpaw. "Ow!" She echoed, her sentence ending much sooner as she frowned, her sorrow and grief turning into that of slight pain, confusion, and surprise. "Woah-- You alright?"

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Suddenly hearing shouting, her head shot up and she noticed Greene step back. "Are you alright?" She questioned, echoing her last to a different kitten as she rushed over to Greene. What the heck was happening here? "Are you guys both okay?'

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She frowned, gaze slipping over to the tomkit. "Why would you attack her?" She questioned quizzically, Tunedpaw soon glancing back to the victim and repeating the question in only a different form. "Why did he attack you?"

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nothing really happened, just more people joined and cats are meeting up. c: you can just start wherever since nothing went down, ^^

SHH SHE'S IN TWO PLACES AT THE SAME TIME SHH IT MAKES SENSE. >:C
"Oh, yes, I'm alright. Forest cat? Oh, no-- I'm a clan cat, as the usual passers are. Most of my clan, which is Tidalclan, usually just pass through this forest for one reason or another." She softly informed with a warm, comforting smile cast down upon the kitten. "Pretty name; I'm Tunedpaw, planning to be Tunedguitar."

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//Tuned is still with your two's characters, im just placing her randomly so everyone can interact with others c:

Tunedpaw's bored expression indicated she was doing nothing in particular as she padded forward warily, glancing expectantly at each cat who passed, feel invisible before she stopped in her tracks. Nearly having crashed into Amy, she smiled. "Hi." She warmly greeted.

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Her muzzle pursed as the kitten spoke, and a confused look slapped upon her features as the question was asked. Her? Teach? Even worse-- About herbs? Hm. It could be a learning experience for both of them.. Maybe? "Oh, uhh.." She softly mumbled, shifting her paws uncomfortably. "I suppose I could try,"

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for beachy <3

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//Tuned is still with your two's characters, im just placing her randomly so everyone can interact with others c:

Tunedpaw's bored expression indicated she was doing nothing in particular as she padded forward warily, glancing expectantly at each cat who passed, feel invisible before she stopped in her tracks. Nearly having crashed into Amy, she smiled. "Hi." She warmly greeted.

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"Are you okay," Tunedpaw would softly approach Stormkit. "You look a bit frightened."