Posts by takemetochurch

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    тнιѕ ιѕ a вlacĸ, вlacĸ ѕĸι мaѕĸ ѕong
    ѕo pυт all oғ yoυr anger on
    ιn тнe тrυly grυeѕoмe do we тrυѕт
    ι wιll alwayѕ land on yoυ lιĸe a ѕυcĸer pυncн



    "The leader?" Hazel eyes widening in shock (yet again), Church dropped his defensive stance slightly. Uh, wow, that was even more unexpected than...anything that had happened so far in the last ten minutes. For a few moments, at a loss for words, he stared at Constellationdreamer, unsure. This was a lot to take in.


    "...Really?" He sounded slightly disbelieving. "Last time I checked, most clans would kick any random loner they came across out. And that was their nice reaction." Granted, she was just talking about until the rain let up, but still. It was kindness that really caught him off guard all the same. "Which, uh. Which clan is this? I actually have no idea how far I've come..." Chuckling a little, mostly due to nerves, Church relaxed further now that he felt less like he was going to be devoured savagely.


    ι’м jυѕт a proвleм тнaт doeѕn’т wanт тo вe ѕolved
    ѕo coυld yoυ pleaѕe нold yoυr applaυѕe


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    тнιѕ ιѕ a вlacĸ, вlacĸ ѕĸι мaѕĸ ѕong
    ѕo pυт all oғ yoυr anger on
    ιn тнe тrυly grυeѕoмe do we тrυѕт
    ι wιll alwayѕ land on yoυ lιĸe a ѕυcĸer pυncн



    This time, the new voice didn't send Church into another round of astonishment. He actually thought it was one of the cats already there, he didn't know their voices after all, but a glance over his shoulder revealed... Something different entirely. If he wasn't soaked all the way though, his fur would have been standing on end. As it was though, all that raised was his tail at the sight of... StarClan, he didn't even know what the hell that thing was, and for a few long moments, even after it had finished talking, Church simply stared in silence.


    "Uh..." He began, having trouble making his thoughts connect into a coherent sentence. To be honest, he wasn't shocked to hear that the...uhm, thing, didn't have many friends. It--he?--was kind of really terrifying. "No. No, I don't have many friends either." The tom finally replied warily.


    Constellationdreamer's voice drew Church's attention back to her once again, although he still wasn't sure about taking his eyes off the...the more bizarre creature in a series of bizarre creatures. ...And he looked at her just in time to see the ground around her feet dry. Doing a double take, sure he'd just imagined it, he realized that he hadn't, and at that point began to think he was hallucinating. Had he somehow just eaten a ton of catnip without realizing it? Was he having a mental breakdown of some kind? These were the only possibilities that seemed viable in this situation, and finding it all very overwhelming, he had to sit himself down before he simply passed out.


    "ShadowClan," he repeated, more to himself than anything, to get it to sink in. He was in ShadowClan land? Wow... He hadn't been in these parts since he was a kit... He'd wandered farther than he'd realized.


    "Thanks," the word came quietly, and Church shook his head to clear it. He could stay until it was dry. Or longer. But he'd deal with that possibility, like, when he wasn't having a crisis. "But first I really have to address the elephant in the room. What the hell is going on here?" The words didn't come out with any anger attached, rather...bewilderment. "Like, have I lost it? Cause it looks to me like I've gone down the rabbit hole, if you know what I mean." (no one knows what you mean, Church, that's a human reference)


    ι’м jυѕт a proвleм тнaт doeѕn’т wanт тo вe ѕolved
    ѕo coυld yoυ pleaѕe нold yoυr applaυѕe


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    тнιѕ ιѕ a вlacĸ, вlacĸ ѕĸι мaѕĸ ѕong
    ѕo pυт all oғ yoυr anger on
    ιn тнe тrυly grυeѕoмe do we тrυѕт
    ι wιll alwayѕ land on yoυ lιĸe a ѕυcĸer pυncн



    Church gave her a look that made it fairly clear that he didn't fully believe her. Like, he'd always heard legends and stuff about the cats of the original clans, but nothing like this. He was used to...regular cats. Not ones whose knees alone were as tall as him.


    "...Right. Okay." Tail tip twitching, he wondered for a moment if she wasn't the crazy one, not him. Except then he realized he was the one out of place here, not any of the others. So much for that. Closing his eyes for a brief moment, he tried to think quickly, tried to just make himself accept the whole thing so maybe he could get them to show him somewhere to dry off. But that was easier said than done.


    "Sorry, I just. Uh. I've never run into anything remotely like this." And his doctor mentor had been a crackpot who was almost constantly high, so that was kind of saying something. "But there are regular cats around here? --Not that you guys aren't regular. Uhm. ...I mean, you're irregular to me, but--" Casually digging himself into a hole, nbd. "...You know what I mean."


    ι’м jυѕт a proвleм тнaт doeѕn’т wanт тo вe ѕolved
    ѕo coυld yoυ pleaѕe нold yoυr applaυѕe


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