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[color=#fcf2cf]Talk about what?! If this ended like the situation with Castingcrowns she was really about to ditch this body for her tigress one. Forever. The warrior twitched her right ear in confirmation of her arrival as she chewed on the sweet treat. Sadly, cats couldn't really taste sugar..
"If good. Thank!"
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FRIGGIN FRIG
Plot twist:
Parashin was just a cover up. Pack your bags, ladies, Kenshin is homo.
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Very ships
Much wow.
#mentalpoison must be left here too.
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[color=#fcf2cf]Paradise heard the strums and looked up to where the sound was coming from. She knew who it was this time, since she'd just seen and heard Storm-er Dark- playing his guitar earlier. The ebony and alabaster fae raised her chin; her eyes following hesitantly to gaze upon the tree's trunk. Her tail twitched in her unknown irritation to the situation she'd just stuck herself in. What was she to do now? Back out before anything was said.
But that was a bitch move and if she was lookin' for a clean slate, that was not the route to go. Rumors and shit about her would spread like a fire and she would likely not be able to stop it, so the smart thing to do now was to hear what Storm had to say to her and things would just go from there on instinct, she guessed.
The slender cat rose to her paws, splashing one of them in the river to channel out her stress a bit. She sighed.
"So are you gonna tell me what you have to say or are we gonna sit around and pluck strings all day?" Siren highfived herself because that would actually be a really good line of a song because it rhymed, haha.
Para pulled her shoulders back and stood up tall- trying to give her a 'no funny business' kind of stance. She wiped off any emotion she had on her features other than a genuinely curious one. It's not like she expected anything weird from him; she was just always trying to be prepared for the worst. Well, the worst in her opinion. Which wasn't even this- you didn't even want to know her opinion of 'worst' in a situation, because it usually ended in death, the swallowing of the world, or the torturing of her clan mates. Maybe even possession or something. The woman's mind was a very dark place... |
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[color=#fcf2cf]Paradise wiped her mouth and finished the cupcake as she inspected the maned wolf. She never really used her maned wolf body anymore; mostly because it had some kind of disease that made the limbs go numb and she'd fall over, weak, quite a couple times a day in that form. "Greetings." She was starting to feel really old with all these young, hip people around her. She was just a bit over two years old, though! 27.. maybe 28 moons old, she thought. What month was it? "So.. when Witchy lose her position? She's been the leader for quite a while, kinda hurt me when I heard Timejumper was Timestar now, if you catch my drift." She had nothing against her being the leader! She remembered when the young leader's brother was around, reaching for medicine cat. |
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*cries*
Okay well tough love has to be kinda rough sOOO Para is going to take part in this maybe~ c;
But unintentionally, of course.
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hai :DDDDDDD
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Yeah.
WHY DO YOU KEEP DISAPPEARING I MISSED YOU
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awwwwhhhhhhhhh yeeeesss
Yesss
I'm feelin' it `v`
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[color=#fcf2cf]Paradise snapped out of a nap as the smell of smoke tickled her nose. The warrior hopped down to a branch, grabbing a few mason jars she used for catching lightning bugs when it got warmer out. The bi-colored femme filled them to the brim with water(she was jealous of those people with the element controlling power at this point) and the quickly went to work. This was not as quick as a process as she would like.. the flames were spreading quicker than she could put them out! Para coughed as she doused one of the flames. Black smoke rose. |
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[color=#fcf2cf]Paradise flicked an ear. "They've had a grudge on us since before I was here- though that really isn't too long ago. They're an anti-clan I think, well maybe neutral now, I really have no idea, and since we're a pro-clan they, naturally, don't really like us? Maybe it's just our history with them. Whatever." The dull-eyed femme explained as she filled the mason jars back up and continued to douse the flames. All the while, not aware at all who just realized that she still existed. |
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[color=#fcf2cf]HOLY BALLS THERE WAS HER DAUGHTER. The warrior dropped one of the glass jars, and it a piercing crack was heard. Water leaked from it; but Para just flung the water on it. It was still useful right now. She could talk to her later! But dAMN her daughter was a warrior. She'd missed the ceremony, too, hadn't she? The bi-color felt disappointed. She continued to play fireman. |
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this is too much for me right now omg
hihihihi
i've gotten in contact with Salem's rper on tumblr and Mental's rper and I have Casting's rper's kik and now you and
i am so overwhelmed right now
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yeAH i doo ;3 oh mai i forgot.
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gotta cut dem bitches off B-)
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[color=#fcf2cf]Para was most certainly not stalking her daughter. Pff.. no. Let's call it- observing! Yeah. The warrior was just seeing what she was up to when she heard the music playing. The bi-colored feline padded up behind Assassincreed and seated herself; finding a meaning in these.. very..
Self-loathing lyrics. Damn. She thought she'd had a problem. Did Para like herself? She felt like not everyone liked her, but if the woman had to spend the rest of her life alone, she would be fine..
Or maybe she would just go crazy. Being alone for a couple moons had done that to her. Maybe the femme would just commit suicide.
You really did need other people in your life to keep on going. Intelligent beings are selfish and needy and..
Scary, really.
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[color=#fcf2cf]Para raised a paw and placed it on the amber-eyed feline. "Sorry I've been gone, Sassy. How long have you been back?" She didn't mention that she'd been here, but her mind just.. wasn't. It happened too often to the bony warrior.
Which, reminded her. She needed to get something to eat. Get back out and do some conditioning. She was so skinny and petite! You could see a lot of her bones. |
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