Posts by Tennessee Whiskey

#Bengaltiger wrote:

I don't mind the heat, I just mind the humidity lol

Could you make the thread? I'm stuck at work

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8] http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1672837.new#new
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]The femme pursed her lips, attempting not to snap. This particular character who decided to plop his ass besides her meant no harm, and was only gesturing friendliness and coppany, two things Tennessee Whiskey was not fond of. Of course, this got the best of her, lips loosening at her words. She never intends to insult or lace her words with a tinge of bitch, but it always happened... no matter what. [b]"Who the hell are you?" the caracal stunted, her words bitter but not her tone. The feline had a seemingly gentle and silky voice, not matching the meaning behind her remark. Her warm gaze landed on her clan mate.
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

[fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt black; margin-left: -20px; margin-bottom: -10px;][align=center][size=45pt][color=white][b]Tennessee[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]The bitter feline who seemed to be warming up to Frodo, tilted her head. [i]"The damn bastard just vanished! What the fuck, little cheater." A polite laugh emerged from her parted lips. Wow, this was amusing. Tennessee Whiskey was laughing, and not because she had just insulted someone, but simply because something was truly amusing her. Holy shit.
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]What's Redpaw like?
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

[fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt black; margin-left: -20px; margin-bottom: -10px;][align=center][size=45pt][color=white][i]Tennessee[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8][b]"Oh my gosh, Frodo!" she laughed, before stiffening and containing a serious exterior. After a few seconds she couldn't contain it anymore, and bursted back into that bell-like laughter. "So what's with the disappearing and then reappearing? I've never seen anything like that in my life." the caracal admitted, body language going soft and comfortable.
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]The bitter caracal femme was there, listening to the promotions and demotions. Nessy didn't let a word slip from her jaws, so instead she just sat there, observing her sour rounding clan mate's reactions.
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

[fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt black; margin-left: -20px; margin-bottom: -10px;][align=center][size=45pt][color=white][i]Tennessee[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8][b]"Damn." she said coolly, visionaries gleaming with excitement. "I don't have any powers. Never really knew they existed besides multiple possessions.." Nessy shrugged. She thought it would be neat to get that particular power, and memory manipulation would be neat as well.
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

[fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt black; margin-left: -20px; margin-bottom: -10px;][align=center][size=45pt][color=white][b][i]Tennessee[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]My caracal femme could date Phoe. She's in BloodClan, but would probably come to travel every other day or so. She's pretty bitter if she doesn't know you, but we could hop to her being sweet and what not. Right now she has a crush on Frodo Baggins from Tribe of Burning Eclipse, but that isn't going to get any further than that. Meh. I was going to have her be heterosexual but I don't nah. She's pansexual.
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

[fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt black; margin-left: -20px; margin-bottom: -10px;][align=center][size=45pt][color=white][i]Tennessee[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]The femme propped herself against him, [b]"That's hot." Another vivid grin etched onto her features, losing her composure.
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

[fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt black; margin-left: -20px; margin-bottom: -10px;][align=center][size=45pt][color=white][b][i]Tennessee[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]Tennessee Whiskey's smile softened before she started twerking nudged his shoulder. She didn't know exactly what to do, she she just kind of reassured the message.
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

[fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt black; margin-left: -20px; margin-bottom: -10px;][align=center][size=45pt][color=white][b][i]Tennessee[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]Ooh wiggles eyebrows Red and Nessy should have a thread.
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

[fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt black; margin-left: -20px; margin-bottom: -10px;][align=center][size=45pt][color=white][i]Tennessee[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]I could easily say this was the first time Nessy had liked anyone. Ever. She leaned over to him and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. The caracal's cheeks flushed a rosy hue, awaiting a response. First move. Complete success, so far. [b]"Do you know how to swim?" she asked, kind of attempting to separate the awkward silence. I was nice on this territory, while at her home we barely got rain, since you know.. desert.
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

[fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt black; margin-left: -20px; margin-bottom: -10px;][align=center][size=45pt][color=white][i]Tennessee[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8][b]"Lets go." she chirped, rising to her paws. The feline traced her thick tail under his chin, playfully teasing the tom. "And while we go, you can tell me a bit about yourself, Frodo Baggins."
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

[fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt black; margin-left: -20px; margin-bottom: -10px;][align=center][size=45pt][color=white][i]Tennessee[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8][b]"Do you have any kids of your own?" Tennessee Whiskey asked, curious to know. Perhaps she could meet them in the future. She loved kits, if they were hers, even though she didn't have any. Of course, she liked Frodo quite a bit, so his kits would be an exception. Her smile broadened. Nessy was a twisted person when I came to things. She loved blood and gore and wasn't off edge by murder at all.
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]16325.95 for multiple possessions, please ❤❤

I can't thank you enough, by the way. I'm trying to get that power for my character, and I've been posting with her in threads to get more FK. I'm also saving up for memory manipulations.
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]Tennessee Whiskey just simply shook her head. [b]"Don't have any, not even adopted. I'd love to have a few of my own through adoption, but everyone seems they've got someone." she shrugged, running her paw over an ear.
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

[fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt black; margin-left: -20px; margin-bottom: -10px;][align=center][size=45pt][color=white][i]Tennessee[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]Her cheeks flushed and Nessy shyly looked down. She would love to be a mother. [b]"Really?" she whispered, gaze meeting his. "That would be so amazing to have kits." Tennessee Whiskey curled closer to him, finding this position rather comfortable. Today was seemingly amazing, so far. Tennessee regretted nothing. Oh my gosh I just got multiple possessions. So excited ah. What bodies should I get her?
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

[fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt black; margin-left: -20px; margin-bottom: -10px;][align=center][size=45pt][color=white][i]Tennessee[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]The caracal just shrugged before replying. [b]"Tennessee Whiskey, but call me Nessy if you're too stupid to remember my full name." the feline said blankly, features like stone. Emotion was not revealed; it rarely was unless she befriended you, or if you were family. Her three quarters of a tail flicked, before the feline raised to her paws to move into the shade. The suns rays were beating down on her, and the feeling was rather too much at the moment. She figured he would follow, so she left a fitted area for him. Although she seemed brittle and rude, she still enjoyed this particular tom's attitude.
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

[fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt black; margin-left: -20px; margin-bottom: -10px;][align=center][size=45pt][color=white][b]Tennessee[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]Oh my gosh, yes! I'll do that. Tennessee laughed at his response to the water before picking up the pace. [i]"Waterfall, here I come! Although this femme never was around water much, she still got a thrill out of being embraced by ice-cold liquid. Excitement. Struck her features, her outgoing attitude revealing. "Fuck yes."
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate

[fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt black; margin-left: -20px; margin-bottom: -10px;][align=center][size=45pt][color=white][i]Tennessee[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed gold; border-bottom: 3px dashed gold; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 150px; width: 380px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]Her signature response followed, another shrug. Nessy couldn't really recall at first, but then sought up an answer, [b]"Some name on a bottle, I guess. Didn't know my parents, so obviously I didn't have a name. Saw that, liked it, and now here I am; named after goddamn alcohol. I give myself props for that, I fit the taste." The caracal winked, revealing her laughter. The bitter walls crumpling down. Maybe they could be friends? Most lie,y at this rate.
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[align=center][size=15pt][color=white] #whiskeywashere[/fancypost]
[align=center][sup][color=white] #yuetemplate