Posts by GENTLEROOK

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Joining with Gentlepaw Venice!
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For the first time in quite a while the trainee extended a beaming smile to the overlord as well as to his mother. This was a wonderful chance to thank BloodClan for their timely intervention - and he would do it through gifts of sorts. A variety of pets and other goods might come as an interest but somehow he doubted spiders would be the thing everyone was looking forward to. He nodded shakily before speaking, "Should I organize a patrol then?"

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So this is a trend going around and I'd like to improve Gentlepaw as much as I can and make him a more well rounded and interest character - so why not now? You can give me both IC and OOC opinions if you'd like but if you do have something to criticize please be constructive. c:
Thanks!
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This was the second time he had been in this den, and he was just as nervous as the first time. However, he had heard that this idea was common practice in HawkClan and it seemed to be a great way to promote activity so he thought he'd share it with the high positions. "Hello? I have another idea," he called. Deciding to proceed because it seemed a shame to wait, he added, "It's about the possibility of holding a weekly challenge, HawkClan does it. They have a thread dedicated to this idea - basically the challenges are like 'make 30 posts in an open thread' or 'roleplay your character as the opposite gender for a week'. They might help promote activity within the clan."

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IC: I respect her, and I want to know her better than I do - but I'm not good enough for her, and I know that for a fact. She's wonderful, a truly incredible fae; how could I ever measure up in her eyes? Sometimes I feel angry that she never came looking for me when I was a child but I'm sure she thought I was fine with my father, and where was she to search? I forgive her, and I love her, she's my mother.

OOC: I'm sure you already know how I feel about Icedtea but if not - I absolutely adore her, she's so cute and well thought out. She's my favorite character on this site, I have no idea how you did it but she's so perfect. <3
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Hearing the commotion, the onyx trainee joined the group by Zacharie's side. He glanced at the older tom for a moment before turning his head back to the dog and he seconded the former's thoughts. "I'd also like to know wh- what's happening?" he asked blinking. He clamped his mouth shut, willing the waver in his voice to disappear; since meeting his mother he had discovered where the stutter came from.

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ROLEPLAYING - SPEAKING - THINKING

His gaze went down over the taller form of the wolf and he nodded slowly before opening his mouth, "Welcome, my name is Gentlepaw Venice." They had an auto acceptance policy so despite the fact that he was a trainee, he went ahead and greeted the male as a soldier. A frown still lingered on his face however, but that barely ever faded away.

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ROLEPLAYING - SPEAKING - THINKING

The voice within his head was perhaps a bit confusing at first - it wasn't as though he had never heard souls in his mind before but this one sounded far more alive. That was when he realized it was a telepathic message to the marines and his frown became more pronounced. He wasn't an enormous fan of this power; it frightened him that there were others who could enter his mind. They might get a shock if they ever saw what he saw however, The Sight could do that.

Despite all of this he rose to his paws and crossed over to the meeting place within a matter of minutes. It was best to be prompt, correct? His amber visionaries skated over to where his mother stood, leader of the marines. He wriggled his paws in the sand for a moment before taking a step closer and shifting uncomfortably. He knew how to swim, he had spent a lot of time in lakes - but he had never stepped foot into an ocean before. "Hello," he greeted quietly.

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ROLEPLAYING - SPEAKING - THINKING

He was tempted to walk away and spare himself the suspense of watching a battle - since being captured in The Insignia's raid, he hadn't been to interested in fighting. However, he also reminded himself he was a member of the marines and would soon become a soldier dedicating his life to the clan. He settled down beside Sasha with a subtle sigh and gazed up at the preparing felines - "Do you mind if I w- watch?"

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Thanks guys. <3
I hope to make him my best character yet.
c:

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/tracks
You can add Gentlepaw. c:
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He couldn't say he was terribly fond of meeting others but he had no real choice in this manner - he approached the serval, having to incline his head the slightest bit given the height difference. The onyx tom then asked, "Name and business, if you d- don't mind?" He looked to the side as Northerndownpours asked the same question and then backed up a step, not having heard him at first. That was slightly embarrassing.

Ninja'd by North, but oh well.

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He approached, just catching the rules, this seemed like a rather intriguing game so he took a seat and volunteered himself to be the first to go. "I will, if n- no one else wants to," he mumbled. It felt rather odd to volunteer for something such as this but it seemed simply enough, and he needed to force himself out of his comfort zone.

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/track as Gentlepaw
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ROLEPLAYING - SPEAKING - THINKING

He thought about it for a moment, realizing that he hadn't actually considered what these truths should be. After some careful consideration he began, "I have a blood sister in DarkClan; I was once a member of TidalClan with my mother; I was captured by The Insignia." He listed them off completely indifferently, chances were they were fairly easy; he had mentioned each before at some point. Either way, it was now a game of waiting for someone to pick which was a lie.

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Talking to an animal was a strange sight but not infinitely so - he chose to ignore it and focus on the fact that this was another joiner. He tried to remembered her name and pair it with her face but it was becoming increasingly difficult considering he had never known so many soldiers before. He simply nodded before choosing to give a customary, although somewhat artificial greeting, "Welcome to DarkClan, I am Gentlepaw Venice."

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He watched the display with indifference at first but in a matter of moments a weak smile spread across his face and he shot the soldier an expression of amusement. For some reason he had found the entire show rather amusing, so he crossed the distance between himself and the unnamed serval. He didn't know the tom yet, and figured it might be suitable to introduce himself now while he wasn't in the middle of a chronic migraine. He glanced around, looking for somewhere to go in case he too offended this older male. Then, satisfied with his escape route, he spoke timidly, "H- hello, I don't think we've met. My na- name is Gentlepaw Venice."

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He wasn't very interested in entertaining the youth but in this situation he felt it would be ignorant to leave Firekit alone. His amber visionaries ran over the two figures before he joined them, placing himself next to the taller serval. He eyed the kitten with mild interest in what it was the children of this clan did as a pastime.

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His eyes widened a fraction and he thought about that statement - unless I am unloyal. He had not belonged to any clan before this one, so technically he was correct. But he had never considered it that way before; did he owe this strange new clan his loyalty? He supposed he did, at least for the sake of his mother who happened to be the commander. How strange it would be if he betrayed her. "Correct," he said absently.

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Gentlepaw observed as the male laid limply on the ground and new immediately what had happened as a similar fate had fallen upon him. He watched as this tom - now fae - that he had never met bounded over to take a good look at his new body. For a power discovery, he seemed to be taking it very well.

The trainee had been absolutely terrified when he transferred bodies with a hawk; if he had not been a prisoner at the time he would have flown into a frenzy. But instinct had kicked in and he had taken the chance to escape, that being said, the flight controls had been tricky. He wandered up to the lovely female and noted quietly, "You're adjusting v- very well."

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