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"Never born, eh? Oh, we all wish," Epsilon cackled, amused by her sudden outburst. He'd taken her for a cheery idiot, and he was delighted to be proven wrong. How interesting. "My parents are alive, unfortunately, and my dear mother tried her best to teach me manners, although her lessons went out the window when she went out the door," he explained, stopping himself before he spilled out his life story. "Sweetheart, I'm not exploding on your mistake. This is just a hobby of mine, pay it no mind. On that note, does that body have a brain? I'm thinking not, from what know of you as of yet."

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"Nine moons," Epsilon responded coolly, reminding his rper that she needed to update his profile to that age. "You look older too," the bicolored tom offered casually. It wasn't a compliment. Epsilon really wasn't the type to compliment others.

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Epsilon was proud of himself for this one, and mad at himself at the same time. He'd scored a date with Fairy, but he couldn't decide whether that was good or bad. Good: because Fairy was amusing and cute. Bad: because he already had a crush on her, and he didn't want to have to admit that, ever. Either way, he was dong this. Besides, he was leaning towards thinking it was good.

It was late at night, the moon high in the sky and the warmth of the summer sun long gone. Epsilon padded to where the doe would likely be sleeping, a fanged smirk clear on his smug face. He would aim to prod her with a paw until she woke up, and would continue until she asked him what was up. He told her he'd let her know when the date was. This was the date. It was now. This was going to be interesting.

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"I'm in," Epsilon rumbled with a devilish grin, lashing his tail lightly. This would be a fun experience, he was sure. So much to learn about other clans, and so many others to examine.

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Epsilon trotted in next, amber eyes scanning the area haughtily. The black and red tom hadn't come into much contact with other clans much, other than occasionally wreaking havoc in his wolf body that his clanmates knew nothing about. He didn't intend to have them find out, either. His wolf body smelled of the loner lands, not the tribe, so he could do whatever he pleased in it.

The tom eyed a few of the strangers here, smirking wildly. What an interesting place.

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"Oh, I'd love to run it," Epsilon blinked innocently as he trotted over. "There's nothing I adore more than helping out my dear, beloved tribe," he nodded solemnly, although the smile he was barely holding back betrayed his amusement. He'd probably hand out weird tasks like "wrestle a crocodile" or "befriend a fricken' bear." If he was feeling particularly cruel, maybe "go TP-roll an enemy's territory." Letting him host the tasks would be a terrible idea, although if he was feeling nice he might give out something simple like a border patrol.

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Epsilon had taken his wolf body, which he kept outside of the territory and a secret from his tribemates. It smelled of the loner lands rather than the tribe of harvest moon, so the young douchebag could wreak havoc to his tiny heart's content. The jet-black wolf had taken rolls of toilet paper, throwing them all over Riverclan's border.

The flimsy paper was looped over tree branches, tangled in bushes, and strewn all over the ground. The yellow-eyed wolf snickered slightly at his work before running off, leaving a white mess behind him and only the scent of a mischievous rogue.

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Epsilon was tired of keeping his multiple possessions a secret. He had only one other body, one that he would continue to keep a secret, but so far all he'd done with it was to tp Riverclan's territory. He needed something stronger. This feline body of his wasn't strong enough in battle. He needed something he could keep around the torridity and use when he needed to be more intimidating.

"Ladies and gentleman," Epsilon announced as he trotted to the center of the camp, looking around in search of his tribemates. "I need a volunteer! I'm going on a quick trip to find a stronger body, and I may need some help. Someone go with me."

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"I believe you owe me a date," Epsilon reminded her with the utmost joy. The black and red tom swished his tail cheerily. "Come on, we're going right now," he informed her, narrowing his amber eyes knowingly. where they were going was a secret, but he'd tell her one thing. "We're heading out of the territory, so we should get moving." Oh, this was going to be so fun.

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boop

thread with epsi? he likes to piss others off, so that'll probably happen. cx

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"It's a surprise, Fairy," Epsilon answered as he slowed to walk next to her. "I guarantee it'll be very memorable," he added with a smirk. He would leave that one up to interpretation. The bicolored tom would lead her across the border, scanning the plains with keen amber eyes. It was nearby.

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meeeeep i need plots for my bby epsi
his bio is on his profile, if you want in-depth about him. owo

he's a total douchebag, and his hobbies include pissing others off and learning about ways to piss others off. he's more of a fan of emotional destruction than physical assault, so murdering/torturing/raping is out, although he's fine with threatening all of the above. you know what, i'm just gonna make a list...
NOTE: he has a wolf body without the scent of his tribe on it, since he keeps it a secret form the tribe and stores it out of territory, so if you want him to majorly wreak havoc, he can use that c:

OPEN TO
enemies
generally pissing everyone off
destroying stuff (territory, sentimental objects, etc.)
catnip/drunk/one-night stand litters
friends...?
playing any jerk roles you need in character development, excluding murderer/rapist
spreading rumors
whatever else you can think of--just ask!

CLOSED TO
death
capture
torture
raping
love plots (he can fake it, however, if needed. c;)

i'll add stuff if i can think of anything else. cx

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Eventually, Epsilon reached his destination, his smirk growing darker with every step they took. In front of the duo was a large, yawning cave. It was pitch-black inside, burrowing deep into the ground. "Ladies first. Go before I push you," Epsilon grinned, his voice laced with amusement. "We're going on an adventure. Surprise!"

Well this wasn't romantic at all.

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"Oh, you won't ever be like me," Epsilon waved off vaguely, padding after her into the dark cave. He brushed against her to let her know he was passing her, continuing further into the cave. "You're too... you for that, dear. But if you still want to know, it's pretty simple," he elaborated, his unsheathed claws making a faint clicking noise as he padded along the damp floor. "Just figure out everyone's weakness, and exploit it ruthlessly."

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//muahahahaha

Crap. Epsilon was going to have a hard time if she came along. He couldn't afford to get emotional over it, though. Besides, he was sure she'd forgive him. Eventually. "I'm not promising anything," Epsilon informed his crush with a snort. "Just remember that you signed up for this. Anyway, we'll leave tomorrow. Be gone a day or two at most."

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Sounds lovely >:3
Could you make the thread where they meet? I'm on mobile, but I could make it later if that's better.
He probably would go later to leave aggresively rude notes about her on the border, in his wolf body sp nobody would know. I could make those threads over the course of a couple of days, or I could just have him flood the border with like twenty notes at once

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"Nah, that's too shallow," Epsilon shook his head, although it couldn't be seen in the dark. "For instance, with you..." the dark tom let out a small hum. "Your sister. You got majorly pissed when I poked around there. You should really work on that," he told her, his voice sounding slightly smug, as if he were proud of himself for ticking her off so easily. As Fairy threatened to leave, Epsilon stiffened. "No," he cut in harshly, growling slightly. "You said you'd go on a date with me. What'd you expect? A walk on the beach? A picnic? Hurry up, we're going further in."

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"Name and business?" Epsilon called out, trotting over with an easygoing smirk and narrowed amber eyes. Despite the bicolored feline's somewhat small size, he still managed to look quite intimidating. "You smell awful, by the way. Say, do you happen to know what a 'bath' is? You should try one. I hear they're good for you," he commented on her Phantomclan scent with a slight drawl, tilting his head and arching a fictional eyebrow at the stranger.

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posted!

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"Ooh, a pink kitty. How intimidating," Epsilon snorted, chuckling slightly. As she turned tail and ran off, he arched a nonexistent eyebrow. "What? Running off? Well, I suppose one should use what little talent they have. I've never seen you do much else, after all."

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