Posts by Miss Havisham

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A pink tongue darted out from thin gates as Roland licked his lips, wondering just where to begin explaining the interlocked aspects of the new society.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;]Whoever these Fableclanners were, they sure had a sensitive ego. Most of the Skullclanners present were only curious, lacking malicious intent, but Sir Arthur had huffed and waltzed away, He'd judged an entire population by a couple of cats who had, very reasonably, been suspicious of or had curiosity about the group that requested information from them with no explanation as to why they needed it.

He, like Tellpaw, wondered why a clan which declared itself neutral was looking for allies. This was not a perfect world, one could not declare neutrality, pick and choose from the strongest of clans, ally themselves with them, and expect to remain allies with anyone once it was discovered that they were friends with both Pro and Anti clans. The two categories clashed quite often, so help was expected from allies on a regular basis. You were not an ally if you did not assist, and to do so they would have to pick a side. Once they decided to assist one side over another, they could be fairly be considered part of that category, or at least an enemy of one group.

Now, some may call the sphinx himself a hypocrite for taking an educated guess towards the clan's attitude based on one member, but the group had chosen to send him to represent their entire population. If he was the highest-caliber warrior they had chosen to send, the group itself didn't leave a very good first impression.

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.2 plot for the mystery
I'll update what I have so far eventually xD

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=8]"Roland? Hey." At first, she'd struggled to identify the knight through the curtain of rain that separated them, and the new, marmalade color his body had taken on hadn't been helpful either. Miss Havisham hadn’t spotted the smooth-skinned feline in a while, not since he’d rescued her. She bit her lip at the thought of the event, heat rising to her ear-tips. If it wasn’t for her pelt, she’d be the same shade as Roland.
The calico didn’t know some of those present, so she settled for greeting them with a stiff nod. “Is there a reason we’re all out here, standing in the rain?”

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=8]Back to his old form? Had Wolfgang originally been a young trainee all along? His experience and intimidating authority must have truly aged him, it was weird how experiences altered people sometimes.

She knew Oceanus had been their god for quite a while, and he'd even churned up a storm in protest that they hadn't been worshipping him enough. Miss Havisham licked her chest nervously. What if he did something worse, in order to get revenge for their switching of loyalties? The calico thought of a silent prayer in her mind, pleading for protection from the god of the sea from Tlatoc. She didn't know a single thing about the new god, or how he'd shown himself to the clan, but she was willing to have faith on a god that didn't try to destroy them when his ego wasn't being fed to the brim.

The she-kit wondered how the new Chief Legate would take the news as she purred her congratulations. When she'd seen him around, he had definitely earned his position, but he'd also shown enthusiasm towards Oceanus. There was hope that he'd adapt to the change and be the awesome leader he could totally be.

The newly-christened priestess nodded. She had never been extremely spiritual, but that was certainly a change she could make. It couldn't hurt to give the new belief system a shot. Fulfilling her duties to the best of her ability could turn out to be the best decision she'd ever made.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=8]"I've never met you before," a small female admitted as she padded towards her clanmate. "-But I'd love to chat. I'm Miss Havisham."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=8]It had been a terrible, terrible day to decide to teach herself how to swim. They lived right next to a massive body of water, it was only natural she'd want to learn to travel in it eventually, especially after having several near-misses with drowning, but she'd chosen an unfortunate occasion.

The ocean seemed to have it out for her as it churned fiercely, crashing into the rocks. Her paws had barely been licked by the water before she stepped in. The wind brushed by the silky strands of multicolored fur and she squinted up, looking for the inspiration and instinct to acquire this new skill when she realized the sky was growing dark with an angry gradient. The breeze was picking up, and the sky unleashed a roar in her face, not unlike a displeased god.

Miss needed to get out of here. She wasn't going to be at the mercy of the water, not again. The only body that her soul belonged to was hers, and that needed to be controlled. The feline skittered back from the shore as her instincts stung the back of her neck to find shelter. Could she make it back to the restaurant in time?

You can't freeze up now. Move, Havisham. She broke into a mad dash.

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Screen name;Miss Havisham
Character name;Miss Havisham
Gender;female
Age;warrior
Species;cat
Detailed appearance;
-realistic
-eyes: amber
-pelt: calico/short/smooth;
-ears: perked
-expression; cheerful
-accessories (opt.); flower crown (maybe little pink+yellow buds?) 8D
- no bangs
-anything else; maybe like a little random flower not on her headshot, but somewhere in the transparent background
Reference picture (opt.)

background or transparent ? ; transparent plz

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=8]The priestess sighed. It wasn't a big surprise that Voltaire had reacted so strongly. Miss Havisham had known him to be a traditional cat, after all, but she was still disappointed. She'd looked up to his tendency to experiment and the way he was weathered, but unbreaking. Yet, when it came between him and her duty to respect the clan and help make it a better place, duty won out and she found herself agreeing with Wolfgang. As much as she had a tendency to resist change, as it was startling and uncomfortable for her, she acknowledged it was inevitable, and being extremely disruptive and insulting was not an appropriate reaction to it.

Grunting softly to herself, she mentally dismissed the familiar shape of the scarred tom.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=8]The calico nodded as she padded up beside Roland. All those mentioned were Anticlans as far as she was aware, so they wouldn't be becoming friends with their enemies by allying themselves with the Armada, which was a good thing. Her golden gaze scanned the foreign leaders. If their clans were to become close, she'd like to know them, or at least their characters.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=8]"Yeah, it's nice to meet you, James," the calico purred, her tail flicking cheerfully as the senior members who recognized the feline greeted him. "Man, you must be old." She half-smiled as she joked. If some of the members who'd been around for longer than she'd been alive knew him, the tom must have been part of Skullclan for a pretty long while. Perhaps he had some good stories to tell.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=8]Poisonous? Her ears perked at Magnum's words. She'd always thought of the clan's healers as those who, well, healed. It had never occurred to the priestess that they might also have the power to harm, even kill, efficiently and discreetly. Of course, she didn't think Rosen would do anything like that, the trainee seemed quite kind and dedicated to her work, but her trade had had some new light shed on it, now. There was an entire side Miss had never considered before that suddenly intrigued her. She watched as the wolf gently applied the medicine on Roland's back with measured strokes. Was it too late for Miss to try and switch practices? Hmm.

Her attention drifted towards the patient who had spoken. She normally didn't like the rain, the raindrops struck you like tiny, wet blows, so the experience was less than peaceful to her, but the knight didn't seem to mind. “I think we should stick together, especially considering what happened last time the weather got moody.” The kit mewed against her instinct to run back home, away from the wetness that sunk into her bones.

"Between You, Moose, Magnum, and our pope we'd put up a fight against any tornado. With the rest of us? It wouldn't even be able to tip us over." She hadn't even finished speaking before the friendly canine had left.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=8]bumparoo :3

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=8]I always pictured Havish sounding like Sasha Pieterse. /w\

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=8]"Hmm?" The she-kit bounded over towards the Cardinal, making a small noise of curiosity. Seeing as how they'd recently taken a turn for the religious, they were probably going to be sacrificing baby lambs and doing some raindancing or something.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=8]noted~

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=8]( happens 2 me all the time o3o )

She hadn't expected to meet anyone else out here, which was silly. The forest was probably one of the more plentiful places to find food, so warriors probably came in and out of this place like bees gathering nectar. "Wha- Oh, hey, Ringpaw." Paws remained on the ground, she wasn't startled enough to jump. Finding the canine here was more of a pleasant surprise and a source of comfort more than anything.

Ringpaw had offered some advice and backup when she, her mother, and Wolfgang had been having a particularly intense conversation, so her opinion of him was pleasant. Miss Havisham might even trust him a little, considering she confessed her true feelings indirectly. "I was just thinking about heading in to the forest," she hesitated. "Do you think you'd have the time to...?"

Of course he doesn't. He has a life, you know. His mentor's probably waiting for him, or assessing him this very moment. Nobody had time to babysit you. Her head righted itself and it tugged towards the depths of the foliage silently. "I'm just thinking. Things have been kinda busy with all the storm and new religion and all. How've you been?"

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=8]I don't know what the Blitz Collision or High Council is, so it would be super helpful to have a list of specific clans that we're allies/ enemies with. /w\
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moose ! wrote:

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 400px; text-align: justify;]MOOSE HAS RUSSEL'S VOICE FROM UP

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 270px; text-align: justify;][size=8]I am never reading Moose's posts the same way again. xD

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