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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify]"Yeah, I guess so." She laughed a little at Kashira but stopped when the sound of Margaret falling reached her ears.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][sub][color=#d2d2d2]The Blackheart grunted as she walked through the bushes and trees to the crowd. She was covered in dirt, sticks and leaves but she was still Margaret. [color=cyan]"Hey." "Margaret!? You're alive!"
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2] Clarissa stuttered a bit, but she tried to hold in her surprise. "Er.. Hello, yes.. I have the Sight... Um wait, Leaf...... If you're Basil from the future then what are you doing here?" Honestly she was really confused, the Basil from the future part wasn't too weird but they looked the same age. So did that mean current Basil was going to die? Because she didn't want that, no, not at all.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt gray; margin-top: -13px; letter-spacing: 1px;] [size=22pt]Clarissa [/size][/fancypost]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2] "He is trying though." Leaf seemed to ignore her comment when he began to talk.
"Well I don't know exactly bu-" She shut herself up when Basil went to say something.
"No, no, no. Basil you are NOT obnoxious at all." Clarissa stated, smiling although slightly annoyed.
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Threads with Margaret, Clarissa or both?
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify]Margaret took a wild guess because why the * not? "Nothing." She joked, grinning.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][sub][color=#d2d2d2]Clarissa rolled her eyes, "Yeah right." She muttered towards Margaret.
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Because Eternal is stupid, she's going to assume you're talking to her.
Can you, please?
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify]Margaret and Clarissa were walking around, bored, when Margaret spotted the pantheress. She bounded over, Clari slowly following. "Hey." Mar grinned, "Natasha, right?"
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][sub][color=#d2d2d2]The jackal kept quiet, to be perfectly honest panthers sort of scared her. She didn't know Natasha well but she wasn't like... A murdered or something. Something about panthers just really freaked her out though, Clari politely smiled anyway.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify]The wolf nodded, "Yeah, that would be us. If you don't mind me asking, what'cha doing?" Margaret actually hoped that if she wasn't doing something she at least had an idea, because at this point she knew Clari was getting a bit sick of just waking around though so was she. Mar definitely thought the whole rescuing ordeal was epic and all but compared to that everything just seemed... Dull.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][sub][color=#d2d2d2] Clarissa sat down as she began to feel a bit more comfortable. "If you aren't doing anything, you could come do something with us." She said, a lot quieter than Margaret.
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I'll make if you want, I have to make it tomorrow though.
If you wanna make that's fine.
Also I wanted Clarissa's tears to be purple and whenever she cried for a while it looked like she had war paint (purple tears stain fur I guess) xD
#FoodColoringTears
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]Clarissa and Margaret had separated temporarily so they could do their own thing. Clari, for example, was trying to fly with her new found wings. She could glide like a boss but flying was a bit more... Frustrating. Honestly she couldn't figure out how the * she had done it the day she had come back. Trying again, the small figure climbed up onto her practice tree branch and jumped. She flapped her wings the best she could and...
"Wooo!" She was flying! The jackal went to land but I suppose that wasn't quite perfected, Clari landed on the ground with a crash. "Oh *ing hell." She muttered.
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@morphy
http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1872990.new#new
You could always have Count wake up as a completely different animal and person on the BHR border with amnesia. It's like creating a new character but you won't have to kill him off.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]Clari shrugged, "It's fine, I mean I'd be stressed out if I had myself next to me all the time. I can actually be really annoying..." She trailed off, thinking and then smiled. "I'm still getting over the shock of this whole situation."
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]Clari scoffed, pretending to be offended. "Please I'm a professional, how could I possibly injure myself?" She then laughed and smiled. "Thanks LD, I'm working on it. I don't know how the hell you do this everyday." Flying was proving to be a major pain in the arse, it looked so easy when the others did it!
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify]"WAIT FOR US!" The wolf and jackal shouted, thankfully they got there before everyone left. Margaret needed to buy things... A lot of things... THINGS FOR EVERYONE!
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][sub][color=#d2d2d2]Clarissa smiled as she skidded to a stop, let's see she needed presents for all her siblings, Basil included, Balaur, Count, Fa- Nope, Margaret, Burnt, Widget... Agh Kylin and Sasha too, oh and she didn't want to forget Delaney. So many people.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify] /You know... If I was any good at animating I would totally make a BHR Christmas movie xD.
"Hell yeah!" Margaret shouted, diving into a giant box that was literally stuffed to the brim in fake fluffy snow, she popped her head out which was now adorned with a Santa hat and fake snow beard. The wolf chuckled, decorating the main room with the snow. When I said the box was giant, I meant GIANT, 'aight. Mar also may have thrown a few fake snowballs at a certain bearded vulture. She found a lot of Christmas lights but considering she couldn't fly again yet, Margaret was hoping the others could put them up. She did manage to find a giant blow up snow globe, it sounds weird but if you've ever seen them in the store they're awesome. Of course it was taking her a while to jump on the air pump.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][sub][color=#d2d2d2]The jackal grinned widely, she lifted some red tinsel and flew up to the rafters with it. "WOOO!" Clari squealed as she looped around the rafters, twirling the tinsel around them. Yeah it may have been a bit dangerous considering she barely just learned to fly, but it was *ing awesome! This was her first Christmas..... She died before she even saw snow after all. She glided to the ground and dragged in this huge stereo she found in the woods, flipping it on Clarissa blasted Christmas carols through the entire castle. The jackal shook her fluffy white wings and kept on looping through the rafters with tinsel, ranging from green and red to silver and even blue.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify]Margaret grabbed a small picture frame ornament, she wasn't even sure how it was possible but it had a picture of every single member all grouped together like a big family, the wolf made sure to place it where everybody could see it.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][sub][color=#d2d2d2]Clari flew up near the top where few ornaments were and placed a few gingerbread, snowflake and candy cane ornaments. She and Margaret then went off to the side to figure out how to put together the train set, thank God it came with the batteries.
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The Balheart Rogues is... I'd sign that petition.
I've always wanted the BHR to be called the Polygamy Club
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify]Margaret hadn't informed Clarissa of the sad thing that had happened to Count, considering Eternal didn't know Count had amnesia of all things. That being said, she didn't say a word when the jackal bounded over to him.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][sub][color=#d2d2d2]Clari skipped past everyone and up to her dad, "Hey Count." She smiled, at least she used his name. It would be horrid if she had called him dad and he didn't remember her. Eternal didn't want to drown in tears.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -15px;][hr][justify][color=#d2d2d2]Yup, Clarissa and Margaret were just out exploring until a certain jackal shouted "Hey look at this!" while they were in a cave, the rocks collapsed and they were trapped somewhere underground in between the castle wall and the woods.
The jackal paced back and forth, hyperventilating. "WhatdoIdowhatdoIdowhatdoIdowe'regonnadie
we'regonnadieI'mgonnadieholy*whatthe*amIsupposedtodoaaaaaggghh!" She was scared * less, Margaret got hit on the head by a rock and was currently passed out, Clari was slightly claustrophobic and she couldn't even see. So she started shouting, "HEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPP! HEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLPPPPPPP! What was that... Oh. My. Gosh. *ING HELP! I'M GONNA DIE, I'M GONNA *ING DROWN HEEEEELLLLPPP I'M DYYYYYINNNNNGGGG." This actually wasn't an exaggeration, they had been in there for a day and the place had slowly been filling up with water and was now filling up faster then ever. Oh, digging? Mmm, yeah it was pretty hard trying to dig through solid stone. The rocks at the entrance though, with enough outside force they could be pushed or even pulled out.
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