Posts by Scalawag

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The brown tabby appeared from the trees, glancing to the two newcomers and grasping hold on the situation's topic. Pursing his lips, he threw in his two cents. "She could've been rescued long ago, but that didn't happen because you didn't think of rescuing a two month old kit." he mocked with an added tch. Obviously, Talon's guilty-tripping wasn't working on him--he was much more concerned with the well-being of the kitten rather than this guy's insulting.

"We should probably get her back to camp," Jeremiah began, "One of her size could die in this weather." he stated before glancing to the two other TidalClanners that were present.

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Oh, that JM isn't showing up for me for some reason
:-o

But yeah, I agree, every character here has something really special about themselves that makes them so unique and cherished among the clan <3

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Letting out a snort of disbelief, he dropped the tabby and let his gaze wander elsewhere. "Let me here you say that next time, when something goes wrong and you end up killing yourself." the male paused, his eyes narrowing in concentration before his voice picked up again. "You should cherish your life... doing such risky things is foolish." he concluded before turning his attention back to the dark kitten. He hated seeing such potential wasted--especially from one who had there whole life ahead of themselves.

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Nodding to Pastelpalette, he followed the apothecary with an unabashed demeanor, his tail parallel with his spine as he trudged on. Seeing another one approach, the male listened to her words and let a look of flummox cross his features. "Temper? I have no idea what you're talking about," he insisted, uncomfortably shuffling his paws as he defended his statement, "People simply deserve what's coming to them, that's all." Jeremiah trailed off before following up with a snort. This one was really making a death wish, wasn't she? "And don't underestimate me, missy, I can tolerate a lot more than you think I can."

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The intrigued tom sauntered up, choosing a spot in the back as his narrow amber eyes observed the alabaster kitten and listened to the idea. On the inside, thoughts were swirling inside him, but he chose to remain silent on the outside. It was quite queer for a kitten to be making a speech, in his opinion, but he didn't make any objections. Once finishing, he rose to his four paws and lifted his gaze. "From my experiences, those kinds of paltry events only boost activity temporarily. For there to be overall increase in activity, I noticed that mass demotions seem to do the trick. However, I've heard that there was one only recently, so that one must be ruled out. As for the header idea, I believe that could definitely be a good way to attract others to this overly-peppy clan." he concluded before taking a seat for someone else to speak.

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The short male was roving around the mall, examining the insipid gray walls as he let his tail run along the smooth texture. It was hard to get used to the enclosed structure, for he wasn't too fond of human buildings. As he continued to trek along the walls, he heard a subtle brr sound from behind him. Ear flicking in the abrupt disturbance, he turned around and settled his gaze on the furry white creature. "Tch, aren't you supposed to be a snow leopard? Man up, you lazy oaf." he criticized, not showing any fear of the repercussions in bad-mouthing a higher-up. Sure, he was quite cold himself--in more ways than one--but he didn't let it show through his irritated demeanor.

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Threads with Jeremiah?

LADYLIBERTY. wrote:

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Edit: I think Lady and Jeremiah should have a thread so they can argue a little XD

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I agree, I would pay to see such beautiful arguments.
Would you like me to make it?

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Jeremiah stalked through the barren landscape, his small stature a mere speck compared to the large archipelago the clan resided on. It took a while for him to learn his way around, but he was quickly learning which place was where. As his paws constantly touched the frozen tundra and sent a sharp blast of winter bitterness into his legs, he let out a biting shiver. Why he had decided to go to the ocean on such a cold day was beyond him—he was a mystery to himself a lot of the time.

The chocolate tabby let out a chilled breath of mist as he set his lean figure down onto the ground. The air held a smell of brine, which was to be expected from a large ocean. However, the aroma also contained a scent of despair, as if the many before who sat where he did had felt the same way he had most of his life. The feeling was an eerie one, but he chose to remain where he stood.

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Wishy ~ here

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The ocean was one of his favorite parts of TidalClan. The call of the gulls in the distance; the fog that it let off in the morning; the lapping waves that never ceased to carry out their duty of crashing onto the shores; the bitter sting of salt; the way the sun set over the afternoon-orange sea, and everything else about it. It was safe to say the endless pool was the only reason he joined TidalClan. He was glad they had such a serene and taciturn landscape; it was what made them so unique and diverse from other clans--besides the insurmountable amount of agitating members. "Nice to see you too, blondie." he let it settle before adding onto the greeting, "Come here to criticize me?" Jeremiah inquired, his amber gaze never leaving the horizon of the ocean.

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Hearing the daring kitten's voice lowered into a state of shame, he let the fur on the back of his neck relax. He realized just how angry he had gotten, and let his voice drop an octave. "Just... be smart with the life you've been given. It's a lot easier to end your life than you think." Jeremiah concluded, stalking away from the scene, thin black tail lashing at the thoughts that infested his mind.

As the ginger tabby spoke her demand and lashed out, he turned his flummoxed amber eyes towards the viscountess. "Don't touch me with your disgusting paws." he hissed, intercepting her limb with his own. He was not two strides away before the next feline pleaded, and his temper once again rose with frustration. "I've let the goddamn rat go, what do you want with me?" he shouted towards Vintagepaw, a string of vulgar profanities exiting his mouth as he stalked off to cool down. He was done with these filthy creatures, and he needed to take a little break from their insane assumptions.

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The chocolate tabby was sitting a few lengths from the tom, his amber eyes focused on his paws as he listened in to the discussion. "I don't believe it matters what your name was before. You're living in the here and now, why should you keep a reminder of the past life you lived?" he remarked, continuing to chew on the fowl bone that rested on his forelegs. He wasn't usually very philosophical, but he could relate to the male's struggle of his own identity, so he felt like his input needed to heard.

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The male sauntered over to the scene, catching bits of the conversation and recognizing it as a joining. With a snort at his persistence towards the females of the clan, he opened his jaw and burned his amber eyes into the flirtatious serval. "I'm Jeremiah, but don't bother remembering that name, i'll never want to see your ugly face again." he rumbled, his thin black tail lowered into a position in which it was usually situated in. It was never really his intention to make newcomers feel particularity welcome, and he wasn't going to start anytime soon.

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Work In Progress ~

(( IC CATEGORIES ))
Favorite overall female hp: Kyoko/Strawberry
Favorite overall male hp: Dean
Favorite overall female non-hp: Ladyliberty
Favorite overall male non-hp: Zachary

Most likely to rule the world: Planty
Most likely to secretly be a unicorn: Pastelpalette
Most likely to success in life: Magnumstar
Most likely to throw a tantrum: Kyoko
Most likely to become a pyromaniac: Crackerjacker
Most likely to become the Leader: Kyoko
Most likely to get arrested: Novakit
Most likely to be OTP: [size=4pt]lol ladymiah[/size] Malum ( Malkyn X Magnumstar )

Sassiest: Teenidle
Grumpiest: Malkyn
Nicest: Nextkit
Most random character: Stacey
Weirdest character:
Most anti-social: Pastelpalette
Sexiest: (idk why i did that personally)
Funniest: Kyoko
Cutest: Paperkit
Most mysterious:

(( OOC CATEGORIES ))

Most active:
Most welcoming: Sky
Most advanced:
Best plotter:
Most museful: Wishy
Most random: Sherrie

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As the chocolate tabby's fur was illuminated by the morning rays that shone down from the skylight, Jeremiah lazed around and observed the scene that was occurring. Rising to his paws, he let out a sigh and opened his jaws. "Why are you speaking to a plant? Are you that alone?" he remarked, padding over to the trio before rolling his eyes at the plant. How the plant seemed to move on it's own vexed him, and one day he was determined to find out the bugger's secret.

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Hello everyone, how are your days thus far?

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Following suit was the parallel opposite of the peppy feline, Jeremiah. As he flashed a look of disdain towards the jaguar, he noted how the male seemed to be fairly shaken up about something, and he had a pretty good guess what it was. "Are you on crack?" he inquired, genuinely interested in why he was acting the way he was. It seemed that he was a tad anxious, so his first assumption was that Cal was on something.

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A small blur of chocolate tabby fur made it's way around, winding around the trees until he came across the 'prey' from his joining thread. Smile threatening to draw upon his face, he soon replaced it with a serious look and an amber-eyed stare. "Looks like the rodent grew wings." he snorted. It was kind of ironic; he was smaller than the saketorra, yet he persisted to torment and anger. The things he did for satisfaction.

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As the brown tabby watched from afar, he let a tch escape his mouth before he walked over to the anxiety-filled scene. "Ayanna, what a waste of your life. You gotta watch where you're going, fool." he stated with a morbid tone, his thin black tail lashing about in anticipation for what was going to happen next. What did he hate most? Unnecessary deaths. Dying in battle, dying for others, putting themselves in front of others, all examples of noble deaths. However, an accidental injury--or perhaps death in this situation--was not an example of one who died for their clan.

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