Posts by Carlos the Scientist

"hey guyyys," Roxy slurred, padding none too cautiously into Solarclan territory. "where ares all of u?" In retrospect, it wasn't the smartest idea, but she was more than tipsy on this fine Thursday. Solarclan was her last option- she heard that they weren't the wrathful warrior type, and that was all she wanted- peace. "im right hure *hic*, sry, here!"

"what did u just call me?" Roxy said, more than a bit offended. "listen hure *here smart*ss, im prbably *probably more capable than you sober. dont judge me just because i like a martini every now and then, u got it?" With every word, she had been getting more and more irate, but suddenly Roxy realized what she was doing- had to make a good impression, even if this guy was being a bit of a jerk. "the name's Roxy, Roxy Lalonde-sry about my outburst." She continued, attempting to look forgiving and the complete opposite of a drunkard. "and i would like to join solarclan."

Roxy smiled. "ur apology ws *was accepted- thanks!" Maybe he wasn't too bad- or maybe he just knew when to back off. "see u around i gus *geuss!" She said, walking in a random direction. She was safe.

"hey ill join" Roxy spoke up, waving her sand-colored paw in the air. "sounds luke *like fun!"

Roxy tackled Isabel. "wat da f*ck do u thunk *think ur doing?!" she yelled, kicking the shovel out of Isabel's reach. "u cant just krill *kill other survivnerds! we r in the gogdamned apocalypse, we dont need another nutjob runnin around an-and killin purple! *people the only way anyone's gonna surviv *survive is if we" she motioned a connection to the irate person beneath her, "werk *work together!" She stood up and offered a hand to the dusty girl. "See?"

Roxy turned toward the kit, shaking, but stated in the most serious, clear tone she could manage, emphasizing and making sure to pronounce each word. "No, thank you. I do not need a "designated driver". I do not need to go to rehab. I," She continued, trying her hardest not to blow up. "choose to do this for very specific reasons that you wouldn't understand, nor is it any of your god d- any of your business. Thank you for your offer." Roxy concluded, and then promptly turned to leave, holding back tears expertly. Just ignore it.

"im guessing that means no..." Roxy clarified, starting to run as fast as possible toward the camp and warn him- whoever he was. "HEY! DUDE! A RANDOM CHICK WHO KICKS PEOPLE REALLY HARD IS GOING TO COME IN A SEC AND TRY TO LOOT U. JUST A HEADS UP CUZ I WOULD LEAVE" She yelled, trying to get away from the increasingly loud footsteps behind her.

As soon as both were out of sight, Roxy started running. They didn't know anything, they didn't care. Just... smile and meet some new people. She reached the main camp area, put on a smile, and went out. Let's blow this pop stand.

"Yeah!" Roxy said, padding up to the tree with a smile on her face. "waaaaait just a secound *second there my friend, is dat *that... Jack Daniels?!" She asked, eyes widening. "Been a copule *couple moons since ive seen a bottle of that stuff. Lucy *Lucky..."

"omg books?!" Roxy half-yelled, padding over as fast as she could. "are there any about philosophie *philanthro- no *philosophical stuff?" Her eyes widened with a sudden idea. "or- wait- what about... wizards?" She considered herself to be a pretty big reader, not just about wizards, but about philosophy and the understanding of the [glow=#FF6FF2,2,300]unknown[/glow].

"Hey, dude." Surprisingly, Roxy was sober today. She had decided to try and take small breaks between her drinking in an attempt to quit. "Listen, you don't need another beer. I personally think you should get down and get a couple people t escort you to your awesome fort- without the Jack Daniels. But that's just my opinion, because I'm not going to be hypocritical by telling you to stop drinking when I drink myself. Do you want help?"

Roxy was taking a long walk around camp when she suddenly heard a faint cry. Padding quickly toward the source revealed a cat quickly running away from a child she had never seen before, the kit crying and rocking in a pile of blankets. "hey kid," She said in her gentlest tone, walking forward slowly. "leeks *looks like oar *youre in good hands. i bet that niece *nice person there jarst *just went to get ur mama. do u want to play a game in the meantime?" Kids like games right? Whoever "mama" is better come quickly...

tracking, my good friends

"I'll jurst *just leave u two if I'm not needed anymore..." Roxy said quietly. Her place was not with kids- she was just too inexperienced. Roxy sighed and padded off to her room- at least the kid was safe.

"Congradfl- *Congradua- *Congrats." Roxy said as she ambled up to the meeting- from what she knew of her newly promoted clanmates they certainly deserved it!

Roxy needs some action, if you need anyone else. Torture is okay, but nothing crippling.

"Ill be ur bursty- uh, *bussy? Oh wait *buddy sry!" Roxy yelled loudly, walking over. This seemed like a great idea to get to know people!

Roxy found herself in human form, a glass of wine in hand as she watched a girl talk- no, singing about making someone popular. What the f*ck?! Seeing her clanmates, she sashayed over to join them, singing under her breath.

"Popular
You're gonna be
Pop-uular
You'll hang with the right cohorts
Be good at sports
Know the slang you've got to know..."

Roxy, wandering the halls, was walking by a random room when she heard a small chuckle from inside. She curiously padded in to see a strange sight- a cat painting. She cleared her throat. "hey thar *that looks like fun- cn *can i join?"

"what r u guys doin?" Roxy asked, padding over. Wait. Were those- "Orangas *oreebges *oranges?" She asked, hurriedly grabbing one and peeling it before stuffing it in her mouth. She had only had them once before- and they were delicious.