Posts by lando c.

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    Strawberryavalanche was of course high once again. She had secretly refilled her catnip stash and was, well... happy you could say. At the moment of her high, she was incredibly giggly and happy. Always was when she was high. She couldn't care any less about anything anymore, she was at one of her lowest points so far. If only anyone actually cared about you. Even your own kids abandoned you... poor soul, one voice in her head muttered, but another growled back, Your kids ignoring you is your own fault and you know it! Why don't you actually try mending the relationship with them? The calico sighed and rolled her eyes, giggling, "Oh shut up and quit bickering you two!" She was semi-aware she was talking to herself, but whatever. The second voice was right, it was her fault her kids stop speaking to her because she was the one to stop speaking to them first. But honestly they were so annoyed. Bittersweetpaw stuttered like crazy, it was annoying to hear her stories because she could barely get a word out without "s-s-stuttering". Heavyweightpaw was too immature and his obsession with flowers made him act too much like a girl. Dragonpaw... well she just disliked him for his immaturity as well. Januarypaw, eh, she was all right actually. And don't get her started on Winterpaw... he looked too much like his father for Strawberryavalanche to even look at him without breaking down and he was really snappy, and blunt.


    Maybe the new kids would be better? Ugh, no, they would be kits. Kits are horribly annoying, all they did was whine, eat, cry, sleep, and whine some more about stupid crap. Being a mom was hard, why couldn't she was just have fun without the burden of becoming pregnant afterward?


    Suddenly however, a leave brought her from her thoughts and she giggled some more, her inner kit always appearing when she was high. She leaped over it and caught it, rolling over and bouncing it in the air. This was fun. She batted it around and chased it until she had torn it into many tiny pieces. She pouted, laying her ears back, "Awww, why did you have die, Mister Leafy? We were have so much fun!"


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    Strawberryavalanche rolled her eyes at Andras. Of course she knew that. However, she was so used to it, she didn't mind. She giggled some more at the tabby tom and flicked her tail happily back and forth, "Yes, yes, I know. But, ah... does it look like I care?" she mewed, shaking her head and rolling onto her back, watching him upside down and giggling even more. "Everything's upside down! Oh, you look so funny!" She stretched her paws out at him as if she were a kit reaching for a leaf or a bug, giggling more.


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    Strawberry was at this random breakfast place too. Wow, what a coincidence, her friend Crystal was there too. Might as well trying joining the conversation, "Hey, you two," she murmured, "Hope I'm not intruding on something, what's up?"


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    "Oh, heyyyyy Crystal... fancy seeing you here, upside down!" Strawberryavalanche giggled, before rolling back onto her belly and flicking her ears around. "I'm hungry. OH! We should go hunting, yes, it'll be much fun.... maybe I can catch one of those funny looking things with the cotton ball for a tail. Care to join, Crystal?" When she said 'we', she had partially been talking about the voice in her head.


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    track with sub xD


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    Strawberryavalanche ignored Cinnamon. She didn't like people telling her what to do. She's right, you know... you really should stop. The calico flicked her ears back, growling lowly and shaking her head. The high was fading now and she was becoming irritated. Hey, don't growl at me. I'm just trying to help! She sat back on her haunches, becoming slightly dizzy however still brought a smile to her face as she looked at Cinny, "If cared about it being unhealthy, I would have stopped moons ago."


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    tracking


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    Strawberryavalanche was at an extremely low point in her life and she wasn't sure how much more she could take. She was bitter toward her clanmates, they saved her from death, but that's not what she wanted. She pushed herself away from everyone now, she hated everyone and everything. Including her kids. And the ones on the way. She huffed angrily as she sat back on her haunches, glaring at nothing in particular. The calico was especially bitter today for whatever reason, most likely just a major mood swing.


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    ~ IC
    best female hp; Crystal
    best male hp;
    best character;
    best booty;
    most grumpy;
    most kind;
    most optimistic;
    most huggable;
    biggest smartass;
    cutest;
    most fabulous;
    most likely to take over the world;
    most likely to date the entire clan;
    more likely to jump into a volcano for a snickers bar;
    most likely to kiss a frog;
    most likely to get lost in a ball pit;
    most likely to get promoted to deputy;
    most likely to get promoted to medic apprentice;
    most likely to be on sixteen and pregnant;
    best couple;
    best crack ship;


    ~ OOC
    best / most advanced roleplayer;
    kindest roleplayer; everybody
    funniest roleplayer;


    wip heh


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    Strawberryavalanche flicked her ears back and looked over at them, eyes narrowed. "Hi," she meowed and flicked her tail in annoyance as she watched the two. "I'm fine," she answered, holding back a growl. Yeah, she was really pissed off for whatever reason. She just found everyone annoying and didn't want to speak to anyone, yet at the same time kind of did. The voice in her head got boring sometimes. She definitely needed more social interaction with the rest of her clan.


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    bump B)


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    When Lando came to the wall that blocked his path to the territory, he thought Good, they're smart! He hadn't seen anyone else with such a structure protecting their land. He craned his neck to look up and could barely see the top from his place low to the ground. "Hello?" he called, glancing around for some kind of entrance. The reason he was here; well the serval needed a change of scenery. He had some optimistic thoughts as well about seeing old friends. Mostly, though, he was looking for a new home. He swept his tail under his blue and gold cape, sitting back and letting it settle against his back and over the ground. He was patient, he could wait.

    //yikes it's lame

    Concern flashed over his face, but Lando quickly smiled at the four. A very interesting set of creatures, and from what he heard about most these groups was they really accepted just about anyone as long as you weren't a mass murderer (save for what they called anti-clans?). Already he could tell there was some kind of issue going on here, what with their unusual thinness and the apparent lack of... any noise in the surrounding forest. No bird chirping and not even the shuffling of squirrels. Most people might have left by now, but Lando wasn't bothered by it. If anything, he could help them out. He was here to stay and they were going to unfortunately be stuck with him. "I believe you could help. This is HawkClan, yes? Lookin' to join." he directed the question at Lessa as she spoke to him first. Turning to Littlestar, he raised a brow. "Lando Calrissian. I don't know about radical, but it is my name," he said with a hint of a smirk and a mock bow. He moved to stand, his cape shifting again. "And you are?"

    Lando perked up, his ears swiveling forward as both brows rose. He caught that name immediately. It was hard not to, honestly. Han had been a very close friend of the serval's. "Solo? Now... there's only one guy I know that uses that name." He tipped his head, as if thinking before a smile split his face again, "You're related to Han Solo, aren't you?" He wanted to say he couldn't imagine Han having kids, yet he could. Honestly he hoped that was the case, and he hoped that scoundrel was around somewhere. They had a lot of catching up to do.

    Lando spluttered. Gee, he really did miss a lot. He brought a paw up and rubbed his forehead. Man, he felt old. "Wow. Grandfather. And he didn't even tell me! Typical." He shook his head, setting his paw back to the ground and smiled again. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you Lessa," he said with a small bow. He glanced toward Poe, "And a pleasure to meet you, too, Poe Dameron. Thank you for offering, but I don't need anything."