Posts by guiltyverdict

Guiltypaw sat there, trying not to start screeching "OTP."

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Trotting over, the brown tabby grinned. "Hopefully they don't litter the beaches when they wash up. But other than that, they're really cool."

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For once, Guiltypaw was more mature than his mentor. Staring at Jay blankly, Guiltypaw cracked a smirk at the fact that someone found to be so funny.

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"Yeah, we're a Clan called HawkClan. A Clan is basically a group of cats and other animals with a leader, a second in command, a healer, and so on. If your mom doesn't come soon, you're welcome to join us." Guiltypaw replied with a friendly smile.

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Guiltypaw glanced around, a yawn escaping his jaws. Today was tedious and he felt like flopping over and withering away in the burning summer sun. He could swear that he had a sunburn, even with his fur colored pelt. It was hot and the tunnels were humid and hot compared to how they usually were. It was irritating and virtually no one remained in the camp. They were probably out frolicking in the beach's sands, and Guiltypaw wasn't out there for some reason unknown to him.

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A cigarette? Maybe someone would grace the Clan and kill her with lung cancer. She didn't seem like a pleasant person, but Guiltypaw wasn't allowed to decline anyone unless if they were hostile. "Welcome to HawkClan, then. I'm Guiltypaw." The temporary Spirit didn't offer to show her around because, frankly, he didn't want to.

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Aw, how cute. Huntingkit had a crush. Grinning smugly at Stereopaw, his expression was one of a taunting friend who knew you were going through pain but decided not to step in.

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ooc--
everybody makes mistakes
everybody has those days
ONE TWO THREE FOUR
everybody makes mistaaAkes
everybody has those days
nobody's perfect
i gotta work it
again and again till i get it righttt
nobody's perfect
you live and you learn it
even if i mess it up i try
nobody's perfeeecccttt

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Glancing up at the she-cat in front of him, Guiltypaw recognized the newcomer, so he began to talk. "Hi. Uh, you're, uh...?" Guiltypaw stuttered as he wasn't able to remember his name. He wasn't embarrassed, more ashamed that his memory and his roleplayer were such butts.

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"Asuka!" Guiltypaw cried, rushing over even though he didn't know the fellow apprentice very well. "I'll find a shaman. You should sit down." Guiltypaw glanced at her one last time, worry on his features before he lashed his tail and glanced around, looking for Vintagequotes.

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"Oh, yeah, Revy." That was right. "Yeah, I'm Guiltypaw. I'm kinda surprised you know my name. Even though I'm a temporary high position, I'm one of those people you'll probably forget about." The tom replied, standing up.

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cries bc muse

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"Woah, Cherrypaw, you okay?" Guiltypaw asked, walking slowly up. He had no weapons -- he didn't want Cherry to attack him, but he hoped everything was okay. The dead body didn't phase him. People were killing NPCs here and there and weren't reprimanded.

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"I'm Guiltypaw." The high position meowed, trotting over.

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The day was hella rad as he strolled through the territory. His slightly long, fluffy brown hair flowed through the wind majestically and his eyes sparkled with a youthful boyish charm. Who was he? He was the Guiltypaw.

And he was guilty of lots of stuff. Lots of unforgivable stuff. His roleplayer was a butt and didn't feel like going into detail -- that would be a mystery for later -- but the ten moon old was grinning. Why wouldn't he be? He had a hot babe [aka girlfriend aka Seventhpaw], a temporary high position which made him hope that it would become permanent, and a ton of friends. Plus he hadn't seen the butt, aka Piratescove, for a while.

Everything was hella rad in his life, just like the hella rad day. Except for Lacey, of course, but he had ignored her emotional baggage that threatened to crush Guiltypaw. Dumb character bond. He wasn't gonna die.

Not today.

Not today.

Meanwhile, his roleplayer was laughing maniacally.

ooc-- PLEASE DON'T POST UNTIL SORREL AND I FINISH THE SCENE
OKAY THANKS I'LL TELL YOU WHEN IT'S OKAY TO POST

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