Posts by Lady Riptide

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"Gross." He spoke the single word without emotion, before complementing it with more. "I mean, why would Cipher code the message, unless, you know, only one person would understand it?" The feline shook his head in disgust, before making his way over to the female sergeant. "Kno, if you find a book on codes, could I borrow it?"

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"I'll take one, too," Iri meowed, honestly sounding rather bored. He hoped it was something interesting, or at least entertaining.

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"Thanks, guys," the tabby said cheerfully. It thrilled him to see people interested in art, even if they were just doing it to appease a kid. He also liked how both Ray and Anders had chosen colors that suited them well.

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okay everyone, i really wanna throw a big event and invite all the KoE allies. is this normal?! i though about a horse show, but then remembered that eden is really the only group with horses. so how about a pet show, where people can just dress up their pets and have a good time? opinions?

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"Sure, sir! I could go to the stables with you, if you like," he added, cheerful despite the male's condition. It was good to see people enthusiastic, but he would have to find Anders a particularly gentle horse.

would you like a thread, simply to get him acquainted with a horse?

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"Brrooo," the cat groaned, coming upon the other feline and flopping down a few feet away. "Can you do that for me? Because I am seriously considering dumping ice into a baby pool and swimming around in it. And cats don't even like water!" The heat was unbearable.

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yeah, but how would we decide who wins?
also I think that a pet show might be more fun for peeps without horses
but it's a great idea!

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"Hey," Iri called out cautiously, weaving his way towards the border. The guy didn't seem hostile, so maybe he was here to join or something. He was now almost face to face with the other feline, and spoke with a friendly tone. "Name and business? Sorry, it's kind of mandatory."

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"Cool stuff, Stellam. Do I get a gold star for bringing binoculars?" he grinned, pulling a pair from around his neck. As he peered into the starry sky, he could make out a vague red color. "Hey, is that Mars?"

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"Yay, gold star!" he cheered childishly, mentally doing a happy dance. Sitting back on his haunches, the squire once again raised the binoculars to his green eyes. Jupiter, hmmm. Somehow, all the planets had been named after the Roman gods, which really wasn't fair to the Greeks, because they had originally worshipped the gods. Just under different names. "Let's see... Jupiter is big and orange, right? With a big red spot?"

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"And I'm Irishpaw," the brown tabby added, coming to sit beside Anders. Meanwhile, spoons could simply not stop giggling at Anders' profile picture.

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Well, he figured that maybe it was time to do some alliance checks. And those couldn't go without gifts. So he stood just outside the door, and spoke loudly.
"Hey, everyone! I need people to check our alliances, all of the which can be found on the list below. Oh, and it wouldn't hurt to bring gifts, just to be polite. I have a few boxes of donuts here, if anybody wants to take those. I will be visiting Riverclan and Aubadeclan."

Riverclan
Arcadianclan
Phantomclan
Mansion of Versailles
Spirits of the Glaring Eclipse
Hallowedclan
Aubadeclan
Blizzardclan
Church of the Imperium
Militia
Anathema

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As the nobleman came upon the border, he decided to dismount. It would probably be easier to have a conversation on the ground, rather than from the back of a horse. The Maine coon reached up to unstrap his package, then began to speak.
"Hello! I'm Irishpaw, from the Knights of Eden. And, I'm here to make sure that our alliances with Riverclan is still standing. Also, I brought donuts for you guys!" he added, gesturing towards the large, delicious-smelling box.

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Approaching the Aubadeclan border, the young nobleman decided to dismount. After all, it would probably be easier to have a conversation while on the ground. As Iri removed his package from her back, his red filly snorted happily and began to graze.
"Hello! I'm Irishpaw, and nobleman in the KoE, and I'm here to make sure that our alliance with Aubadeclan still stands. I also brought gifts - I hope you guys like donuts," he added, gesturing to the box in front of him. Okay, so donuts weren't exactly useful, but they were hella good.

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i thought of something really super urgent that we need to do rightfreakingnow. we need to decide, out of all KoE characters, who would be who in STEVEN UNIVERSE. im pretty sure that Iri would be sour cream, or whatever the dj dudes name is.

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hmm, who do you think would be more fatherly, pix or glitch?

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glad we got that figured out.
shall i make a thread?

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heck yeah
I knew you guys would love this

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With a polite nod to Requiem, and a friendly smile to all who had thanked him for the donuts, Iri swung himself onto his filly's back. Maggie, of course, ignored him. "Well, thanks for confirming, I'll be off now. Enjoy your donuts, people!" It took a bit of work for him to get Maggie moving, but they soon disappeared at a brisk trot.

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Oh, today was great. The brown tabby feline had been down in the small castle basement, trying desperately to keep out of the heat, when he'd found a large metal door. Of course he opened it - as it was cool to the touch, the area behind it might be colder. Inside, as it turned out, there was something even better than refuge from the heat. An enormous stash of ice-cream.
All different flavors, too, but spoons was to lazy to list them. And the young nobleman didn't intend to share his treasure with anyone else - not yet, anyway. He simply grabbed a spoon and a carton of chocolate, and dug in. Soon he was more than halfway through, and groaning with pure pleasure. Iri was one of those people who would eat ice-cream on a winter night, and it tasted even better on a summer day.

//excuse me, i have to go eat a Klondike bar now