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  • HEY YOUNG BLOOD ) open - joiners ( DOESN'T IT FEEL LIKE OUR TIME IS RUNNING OUT?

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    the blood pounded in the femme's ears. she was running, running from where she had been from. she was running out of time. quick gasps of rasping breaths tore themselves from her lungs and slipped from her creamy muzzle. there was no time. they were on her heels, she could feel their breath. and then - quiet. she was safe. the caracal had reached the end of their territory and they did not dare follow her.




    scorpiontail stopped to catch her breath. she had agreed to meet quinton at the skullclan border. then they would join. among so many cats they would blend in. hopefully then they couldn't find them. curling her barbed tail around her carefully, the tawny caracal waited for her adopted brother to appear.[/justify]
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    score grinned at him. she was glad to see he had made it safely. they weren't truly brother and sister but when they discovered their bond, they had decided to be adoptive siblings. hopefully they would be accepted into skullclan. the caracal breathed in his sweet, woody scent. it was so natural compared to her harsh metallic smell. she supposed she could change her scent with scent manipulation but it always changed back in the end. she was cursed. [color=red]"hello, brother. i'm glad your trip was less eventful than mine,"[color=black] she purred in her sickly sweet voice. she flexed her scorpion tail absent-mindedly, turning to the skullclanner in surprise. she had snuck up on her and her role-player. [color=red]"i am scorpiontail and this is quinton. we wish to join,"[color=black] she explained.
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  • PILOT >> promotions

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    a death? what a pity. but it was part of life. the caracal sat down next to her brother. [color=red]"congrats all,"[color=black] scorpiontail murmured, watching her new leader with calm hazel eyes.    [/justify]
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  • anything you say can and will be used against you * OPEN - MEET & GREET

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    well this was her new home. she should be safe here. and it was time to get to know her clanmates. [color=red]"hello, i'm new here. would anyone help me get to know my clanmates?"[color=black] she asked hesitantly. she didn't know proper clan protocol. hopefully this was a normal occurrence.    [/justify]
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  • HEY YOUNG BLOOD ) open - joiners ( DOESN'T IT FEEL LIKE OUR TIME IS RUNNING OUT?

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    that was surprisingly easy. perhaps too easy. score was suspicious by nature and she was unsure. this cat seemed young. were they truly accepted? things that came easily were often false in her experience. [color=red]"are you sure?"[color=black] the caracal questioned. [color=red]"don't we need to prove our worth to a high position or the like?"[color=black] she asked cautiously, eyeing the tom with nervous hazel optics.    [/justify]
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  • IT'S JUST MEDICINE — open, death

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    frick. yup, her memory and emotion manip was acting up too. all the sorrow and bittersweet memories flooded into her mind. the caracal stumbled, then regained her balance. scorpiontail shook her head violently, blocking out the others emotions. [color=red]"at least she died happy..."[color=black] the skull said, trying to be an optimist and failing miserably.    [/justify]
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  • anything you say can and will be used against you * OPEN - MEET & GREET

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    scorp smiled shyly at the seemingly large crowd. she wasn't antisocial or anything but the caracal was used to not trusting someone till they saved her life. so she wasn't quite open yet. especially not in such a large crowd. the newly-joined skull swallowed nervously and flashed them a quick smile. [color=red]"hello everyone. my name's scorpiontail. nice to meet you all,"[color=black] she murmured, scuffing her feet in the ground. she had to get used to clan life sooner or later.    [/justify]
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    they were no longer labeled as a clan? that was... disappointing. oh well.    [/justify]
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  • HEY YOUNG BLOOD ) open - joiners ( DOESN'T IT FEEL LIKE OUR TIME IS RUNNING OUT?

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    scorpiontail dipped her head to ymir. "thank you, sir," she murmured submissively. it was good of them to take in loners. in the old tales of clans exceptions were rare and that was all the caracal new of clans. she shot her brother a conspiratorial grin as a bolt of excitement shot through her. she was part of a clan!    [/justify]
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  • MIGHT CATCH YOU IN THE BACK >> DISASTER

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    the barb-tailed skull had been lucky enough to be hunting away from the beach. she had plenty of time to spot the advancing wave and flee but she didn't. in fact she did the opposite. scorp bolted down towards camp and the water frantically. "quinton! where are you?" she shouted, ignoring the water lapping at her paws.    [/justify]
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  • [ TAKE ME TO NEW YORK I'D LOVE TO SEE L.A. ] open

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    oh starclan. what a miserably creature. scorp almost wanted to put him out of his misery but she decided not to as her clan might actually find the lout of use. "fine. what's you're name?" the barb-tailed feline hissed, crinkling her nose against the foul scent of the cigarette.    [/justify]
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  • This insanity slips deeper and deeper in to my core (Rampage, Open)

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    scorpiontail was fast asleep in her nest. well not quite. she was used to danger all the time and she hadn't quite gotten used to safety being the norm. so she figuratively slept with one eyes open. the tawny caracal sprang to her feet. screams, angry shouts, and the mingled scents of blood and fear wafted through the air. not good. scorp dashed out of her den to the source of the sound. a lion. it was huge. fear shot through her body like a strike of lightning. all her instincts were calling for her to run. gritting her teeth, she fought back the overwhelming terror welling up inside her. she couldn't desert her clan on the first challenge presented. "hey foxheart! why don't you pick on someone your own size?" she spat, preparing to fight if her clanmates needed help or run if they needed backup.    [/justify]
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  • [ TAKE ME TO NEW YORK I'D LOVE TO SEE L.A. ] open

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    scorp glared at him, disgusted. oh how the mighty fall. "not welcome to skullclan then. have fun in your new home," she muttered with a twitch of her barbed tail. to think her role-player was shipping them, the very thought! she'd never associate with the likes of him.    [/justify]
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  • i shoved him down and broke his neck! -- open

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    scorp agreed. no need to put the poor creature through the agony. also birds were prey so no need to worry. the caracal slunk over silently.[/fancypost]

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    "what don't you just leave me alone, foxheart? you've got what you wanted," she said, her voice suddenly deadly calm. she was dangerously close to snapping.    [/justify]
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  • I WANT TO SEE YOUR ANIMAL SIDE !! open. murder

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    the day started out normal enough. the barb-tailed caracal had woken up before the sun rose to go for a jog in the brisk morning air when a twig snapped. however her super senses told her this sound was over 20 feet away. she continued her walk. a couple minutes later a large lynx tom erupted from the bushes. it seemed she hadn't been quite cautious enough. to scorpiontail's dismay the grey-brown lynx rushed forward, aiming to pin her to the ground and do starclan's knows what to her. thankfully scorp was too fast for him. fighting was like a second nature to her. powers activated in a snap. dodge, turn invisible, send burning and freezing sensations into his pelt, spin, fill him with crippling fear, watch him stumble, flicker into visibility and in one fluid motion, slam the point of your barbed tail into his head, smashing his skull and piercing his brain, killing him. it was all over in 10 seconds. the skull sighed as she absorbed his life and began to clean his blood off her paws.    [/justify]
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