Posts by Izel

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  • USING YOU TO FALL BACK DOWN AGAIN // OPEN, DEATH

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    [justify][size=8]Unfortunately, Tellpaw would not have noticed Explodingpaw's disappearance, nor death, because she had only just joined yesterday. Rather she was sitting around, doing nothing at the time.

  • remember the storm, joining.

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    [justify][size=8]"I am Tellpaw, a new member of SkullClan. I don't know if you're in automatically or what, but welcome to the clan, I suppose." She was new to everything, after all, and wasn't used to any of this. Their clan ways were still confusing her, you could say.

  • OOC: Wow!

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    [justify][size=8]Hopefully we'll be able to do it again today!

  • PUBLIC TORTURE!

    [size=46pt]tellpaw .[/size]

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    [justify][size=8]At the current moment, the only thought that was going through her head was, Who is this Porie person? However, Tellpaw was interested in watching her first public torturing, and she was antsy to get it started anyways.

  • give me a shot at the night [ open - joining ]

    [size=46pt]tellpaw .[/size]

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    [justify][size=8]She scowled. Restrictions due to her gender? That sounded downright unfair. The last she checked, she was living a life of luxury. And now she was the lower class.


    "What exactly are these restrictions?" the cinnamon-and-white cat asked, struggling to keep herself calm. Good God, she couldn't suddenly become a maid of this male-superiority clan. At this point, she couldn't really care less about a tour.

  • and though I ( open, meet and greet ) may be wrong

    [size=46pt]tellpaw .[/size]

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    [justify][size=8]"Hello there. I am Tellpaw." The trainee padded forward, looking at her clanmates one by one. She knew some of them, and had seen others. Not a bad start for someone brand new to SkullClan.

  • OOC notice <3

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    [justify][size=8]I had to do the same when WCRPG was temporarily banned from our internet, so I know how it feels cx. Noted anyways!

  • Listen up, listen up!! || ANNOUNCEMENT

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    [justify][size=8]Tellpaw nodded, not knowing who any of the groups mentioned were. If she knew that The Dominion killed twolegs, she would most likely freak out. Coming from a wealthy kittypet family, she had grown to love humans. They had never done anything wrong to her, and fed her daily. Bah, she'd probably refuse to battle alongside them. But the cinnamon-and-white cat didn't, so she agreed to all of the announcements.

  • HEY THERE || HIGH COUNCIL SOCIAL GATHERING

    [size=46pt]tellpaw .[/size]

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    [justify][size=8]Tellpaw was there. It was probably a good thing that the ex-kittypet didn't know about The Dominion's crimes against humans, because she'd probably * some * up if she did.


    [Tracking with a beautiful post.]

  • let me hear you scream ll open

    [size=46pt]tellpaw .[/size]

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    [justify][size=8]Tellpaw was still blazing in fury about how females weren't treated as equals in SkullClan. But she had already joined and swore her loyalty, so she wasn't gonna randomly leave. Nope. This was her very own sexist group, and she would prove to them that females were just as skilled as males, if not more.


    Her sea green gaze landed upon the dog, deciding to go and meet him. He seemed to have headphones on.


    "Oh, I've seen those before. My caretakers' children plugged them into their sound boxes."

  • HE BUZZES LIKE A FRIDGE — mentality training, open

    [size=46pt]tellpaw .[/size]

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    [justify][size=8]Partners? This would be a good way to get to know some of her clanmates better.


    "Does anyone want to partner up with me?" the cinnamon-and-white feline offered, sitting down on her haunches.

  • DING DING DING WE HAVE A WINNER | open, party invite

    [size=46pt]tellpaw .[/size]

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    [justify][size=8]A party? Hopefully it was one of sophistication and fancy dresses, not some redneck gathering in the woods full of moonshine and fire.


    Tellpaw just nodded, not saying anything.

  • FIGHT LIKE A GHOST INTO THE AFTERLIFE [open; message]

    [size=46pt]tellpaw .[/size]

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    [justify][size=8]Tellpaw watched curiously, having only been to one other battle and not being able to do much. Everybody that she ever spotted was already battling with someone else. The cinnamon-and-white trainee sat down, curling her tail around her paws and waiting until she had been given the okay.