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[align=center][font=courier]ROUND AND ROUND THE MULBERRY BUSH,
THE MONKEY CHASED THE WEASEL.
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[COLOR=BLACK][FONT=COURIER]THE MONKEY STOPPED TO PULL UP HIS SOCKS.
POP! GOES THE WEASEL.
[color=black][size=6pt]CAPTAIN ©
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"I'll have to come find you and remind you to keep my music wound~"
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| [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]Using <3[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"I'll have to come find you and remind you to keep my music wound~"
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| [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]Track~ ;D[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]The Puppet made his way through the desert, Bloodclan's oasis just barely in his sight. He would be close enough to be met by one of their members soon enough, so he just kept walking forward, a large grin stuck on his maw.
His movements were somehow not burdened by the silver bands on his long, thin legs, five on his front limbs and many more on his hind ones. In fact, he was very agile and seemed to teleport around, even, though he couldn't really
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
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| [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]Your fancyposts are lovely, by the way. Keep being amazing >w<[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]"Lovely to meet you. And I, friend, am The Puppet, The Marionette, or just Mari if you want to keep it simple." His voice was strange, almost echoing, though it did have plenty of joy in it, almost too much."I would assume this clan has an auto-acceptance policy, as do all other clans, if I were to join?"
He let the white pupils that normally only appeared when he was feeling especially insane or angry flash for a split second in the center of his pitch black eyes, which weren't very noticeable because of his white porcelain mask.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]Oh, how lovely.
Puppet would've loved to torture this dragon the way he wanted to, but, alas, he would only use his precious fishhooks and wires on those he captured himself.
"What a fine little girl you've caught," He would have sounded innocent if he hadn't been talking about a captured creature, who was potentially going to be tortured.[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]You've come to the right place!
Um.... I'll try to keep this as vague as possible for you who are weak-stomached, but Mari has this variety of fishhooks and wires in his handy-dandy pouch, so... You probably can tell by now what'll happen.
For now, I'm only asking for a/some temp. puppets, but you'll leave/escape with injuries ranging from "not so bad" to "okay, that's gonna leave a damn large mark".[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
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| [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]"Oh, but don't forget about me," The strange black tom chuckled, and even though his porcelain mask was already grinning, it was clear from the opening that exposed his muzzle that he himself had a grin atop his maw.[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
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| [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]"Well, well, what do we have here?" Mari raised a brow and walked up to the stranger smoothly."I'd love if you could tell me why you're here and who you are? I'm The Puppet, or, rather, Mari, a resident here."[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
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| [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]"It's been a pleasure to meet you, Toby." Mari dipped his head and examined the tom.[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]mwahahaha hallo mark
"Nice to meet you~" He had an especially sinister look in his eyes when he looked at Mark. He sensed a slight bit of fear in the tom's voice, which only made Mari gleeful.[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
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| [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]Hmm... A raid wasn't much his style, but he'd give it a go just in case.[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]Mmm, chaos... What a wonderful thing. The lithe tom slid into the fight, dodging Thunderclan NPCs and gaining small scratches all over his body, no major injuries just yet.
{look down in my sig. for information. Feel free to try and attack Mari, you can give him major injures, or other, but no kill)[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]I know right?! It has such an interesting story, and the game itself is pretty well-made!
Okay, cool! This is something new, so I think it'll be interesting to try.[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]The pure black tom giggled truly insanely, small white pupils now in the center of his black optics. In his jaws he carried a Thunderclanner that went by the name "Lionfur".
Once he entered camp, he sat down by the tom, rummaging for what he was looking for. Mari pulled out the music box, that played My Grandfather's Clock, and turned the knob, humming along to the tune as he pulled out some wire and a variety of... Hooks.[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]Link to the thread:
http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1874567.new#new[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]"Ah, so you're awake?" He cooed, glancing at the tom which also gave him a peek at his mask and pure black eyes, which currently held small, white pupils.
Mari pulled out four small hooks and the strong wires, tying the wires to the fish hooks. He soon started to sing along as he approached his prisoner -- or, rather, his puppet.
"Ninety years without slumbering,
Tick tock tick tock
His life seconds numbering,
Tick tock tick tock
But it stopped.
Short.
Never to go again,
When the old man died..."
As he sang along to the box, he prepared an 'x' of two wooden planks, again tying each of the wires to the four ends of the 'x'.
Once he finished the song and the music repeated itself again, he aimed to insert one of the hooks into the flesh of the top of Lionfur's wrist, continuing to hum along.[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]"Oh, how rude of me. I am The Puppet, or, in this case, The Puppetmaster." He purred, showing no sign of hostility even though he was trying to drive a sharp object into a cat's paw."And you're Lionfur, yes?"
He set down the hook, sitting by it. He rewound the music box and listened to it's soothing tune, his pupils flicking back and forth in synch with the tick in the box.[/fancypost] |
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]THE PUPPET[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"His life seconds numbering, tick, tock, tick, tock. It stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died." -- My Grandfather's Clock.
[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]"You know, I find marionettes quite... fascinating--" His eyes now held a dangerous spark."--the way you can make them do whatever you want them to...~"
He snatched the hook up and moved with speed and precision, once again aiming for Lionfur's paw. He may not have been the beefiest cat, but, man, could he move.[/fancypost] |
