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  • DRINKING SHAMPAIN | open, meet and greet

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][sub]"hi." said arctic, nodding her head briefly to the joiner before coming up and sitting down. unfortunately she hadn't been present to her joining, so she use this time to introduce herself and add some words of greeting. "i'm arcticflame, welcome to darkclan."

  • THE BEST VHS IN THE WORLD // open - hunting patrol

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][sub]"patrol," arcticflame said, getting up from where she had been sitting in the doorway of camp. "hunting patrol, actually. anyone who'd like to join, hurry up." hurry up because i want to go. i need something to do. something to do in her free time, that is.

  • POUR ME [open] A GLASS OF MALK!

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][sub]arcticflame sat outside; she liked to, early in the summer, 'cause it was nice and warm, and spelled like grass. and trees. in fact, she was tempted to roll in some grass, though decided better against it. that would look a little too... nuts, perhaps? "and i don't want to look like some whack-o." she muttered under her breath. of course not! but then again i really want to! nope. no no no no. she was not going to- oh okay, you stupid body, betray me, won't ya? (because just at that time she had gotten up and started walking towards some grass) ugghhhh.


    a few seconds later, there was arcticflame, kind of rolling in the grass in a ridiculous, silly manner. hehe.

  • AND THE LIGHTS GO OUT ( promos + demo )

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;]hakor's eyes followed the tension, wheras his mind wandered with different thoughts.


    first, he was not upset about karmapolice's demotion. in fact, he was rather fine about it; if brokenstar wanted to demote her, he saw no reason in intervening like the others. but he agreed with brokenstar, and his own thoughts; karmapolice was somewhat active, yes, but did he see her around the clan everyday? no. not that he was saying that she should be around everyday, but it wouldn't hurt. and like he had mentioned, she was "somewhat active" not "active". however, he knew she could climb up the ranks again if she wanted to. seeings how he didn't know her, he wasn't there supporting her like the rest of his clan.


    hakor was actually rather cross about the fact of the she-cat one day becoming leader; or even the thought of it, actually. though he wasn't saying he disliked karmapolice, it was just her attitude that needed fixing. to speak out against your own leader? even the feisty cats like foxtrot wouldn't dare do anything about that. "congratulations to those promoted." the tom announced, giving a nod to each of the promoted ones in the crowd.


    with that, he whipped around and sulked away.

  • TODAY IS THE DAY - open ; burial -

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;]"your loss was unfortunate," said hakor, who happened to be passing by when he caught sight of the burial. strangely enough, he was compelled against his own accord to stop. with reluctant steps he made his way forward, the stench of death deafening his light paw steps and making his throat restrict in reply. "they, i do not doubt, would have been great additions to the clan. i offer my condolences." he said in a quiet voice, looking at the limp bodies of what would have been tumbling, foolish cubs.

  • HOLY CUPCAKES // open, searching for twoleg stuff

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;]"mmm, coming." hakor said, and on care-free paws trotted over, shooting everyone a calculating look. so they were going on a twoleg-stuff raid, huh? interesting. he'd certainly joined, but by his slow and lazy movements he wouldn't be quite into it. yet, the tom was a little more than peculiar and anti-social, so that explained a lot. though hakor was quick not to open his mouth and congratulate stella on being promoted to deputy. not because he didn't really want to out of boredom, but because the former deputy was standing right there. there was something tense about her, hakor noted; like she was angry about something.


    maybe just dwindling on about what brokenstar said to her at the meeting? though he was rather close to the point of why she was mad, hakor didn't push his thoughts further as his tail lashed, brushing away his thoughts.

  • And now I'm gone... [death]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;]( ALASKA WHY D: )


    hakor was there, eyes narrowing with a surprising blankness; he hadn't known elasticheart at all, or, er- elly, as they called the deputy, but it was quite a pity he hadn't gotten to meet her; very much. giving a small dip of his head, the serval gave a grim sigh. "bye, elasticheart." a shame. she was by far a great deputy, he knew that much; she knew how to keep the clan happy and warm.


    without her, it was like all the light had been sucked out of the world.

  • OOC SUGGESTIONS

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;]this would be interesting.
    however, there is a possibility that rushingclan will be turning to ToRW quite soon, as there have been positive feedback in the help den because of a thread electra posted up, concerning if rushingclan should become tribe again.


    tracking~

  • SANK TO THE FLOOR ON HIS SHIP || open, meet and greet

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;]"ha-ha." hakor gave a small laugh, trying to lighten his own spirits. it didn't work, but he felt it would be easier to talk to these strangers. "whatever your name is, i'm hakor, and nice to meet you. welcome to rushingclan," he added, trying to unsuccessfully smile.

  • WE MUST BE KILLERS [ OPEN ; SPAR ]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;]he hated to admit it, but something interesting needed to happen in rushingclan. he knew, he knew that honestly a spar would be quite boring- however it was at least entertaining and could aid rushingclan in anymore attacks against enemy clans. "spar, anyone?"he called out; however he knew that it was rather odd for him out of all people, an anti-social cat, to be hosting one.

  • IF I DIE BEFORE I WAKE {{meeting

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][sub]arctic was there, looking rather, er, silent- emotionless. she was demoted? inactive? she had been posting around, though she kept her jaws shut and clenched her teeth. well, if she wanted her position back she'd better start posting around. hell.


    //track

  • OOC SUGGESTIONS

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;]i know tribes aren't as successful, but think about it, frostsoul. no wonder why their unsuccessful- their just not as great as the tribe of rushing water. ToRW has gotten positive feedback, and already a lot of people have begun saying they'd join if rushingclan returns to tribe. because rushingclan is the main tribe, more joiners would come- and that would be awesome! it'd be like having a main clan in the front-board; active with lots of plots.


    i know that probably was confusing but,
    think about it. rushingclan is a popular example for most of the tribes on WCRPG today- if we bring it back, can't you wonder what new roleplayers and plots would spring up suddenly?

  • 2nd tier+, risencorpse mostly - too much candy's gonna rot your soul

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][sub]"i agree with some of the others who considered spying," clementine said, giving a small nod to the new leader as she came up. "if one of us goes in there pretending we are one of them, a proclanner, it would give us the upper hand against them. either we can destroy them from the inside and root out who the hell this spy is, or just gather information. both ways would prove worthy, and they are pretty much the same thing."


    "if, however, we're volunteering- i will, too. it will be good experience for me, and i have multiple possessions to aid me. and since i'm not as ruthless as i'm thought out to be, i can act all nice and crap, and try to make friends there, get information out of them. it will be fairly easy, i presume." the second tier added.

  • I feel like getting blood on my claws [Raid-Suggestion] [Open- 2T's+]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color: ; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;][sub]"i'll make some sparring threads right away, risencorpse, serpentine." though something else caught clementine's attention, an idea; thus she added, "maybe someone with powers like telepathy could hold a power training session, so everyone, including those of us without powers, could block our minds from mental attacks easier? there have been a lot lately, including the possessions."