Posts by innocence archer-cipher

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[color=midnightblue]"Hello Kestrelflight. You up to a game of Truth or Dare?" she asked eagerly.[/fancypost]

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[color=midnightblue]"Okay Eggsy, my buddy, truth or dare?" She had two things to embarrass Eggsy. Who he liked if he chose truth, or to give her two bottles of his best wine. Impavidpaw knew it would work out great either way.[/fancypost]

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F*ck the plan. She had a better one. [color=midnightblue]"I dare you... To, uh," to h-ll with it, [color=midnightblue][b]"to go up to Permafrost and b!tch slap him in front of his kids."[/fancypost]

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We have gotta do something to increase the rivalry. Somethin... xD[/fancypost]

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She nodded. "I'm going to see if I can get directions for you." She exited the house and caught up with an npc. After some awkward questioning she came back with the knowledge that Alciel needed. After explaining everything he needed to know, she allowed him to go. [color=midnightblue]"I guess you'll be off. Won't you?"[/fancypost]

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Impavidpaw soon had gashes and small scratches lining her body, but it was only from clashes between others. She was trying to find a suitable opponent to bout with. Either they seemed a bit too powerful so they might kill her, of which she did not want, or too weak that she would be able to defeat them within a minute.[/fancypost]

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[color=midnightblue]"Unless you want to tell me who you like so I can tell them," she laughed. Ha, this was funny in ways most didn't think of. Impavidpaw's favorite song was How to Save a Life by The Fray, but she was practically ending Eggsy's.[/fancypost]

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[color=midnightblue]"You sure you're okay? Never mind. I may be no medical person, but I can keep you from getting worse." She turned Athens into a dog and sent him off to fetch the water from her house. When her pet returned and he was once again a sugar glider she dipped a newly made navy bandanna into the cold liquid before dabbing some of the blood. [color=midnightblue][b]"You should ask Permafrost...[/fancypost]

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[color=midnightblue][b]"Diddly doodly dare![/fancypost]

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[color=midnightblue]"NO!! NO WAY!! SHE SCARES THE SH!T OUT ME!!!" she screeched. StarClan, no! F-ck that dare, too scary.[/fancypost]

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Impavidpaw gave a short glare before nodding like a noodle.[/fancypost]

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Dunno. Maybe like a small challenge after one angers the other. [p.s.: we should also call it 'Days Like This' ][/fancypost]

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[color=midnightblue]"If you don't move ya lug we'll bring the healers to you!" she muttered. [/fancypost]

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D@mn, so few ColoredClanners and so many of these f*cking @ssholes. An npc took the cake and Impavidpaw had them crying beneath a massive bear paw before crushing their puny skull. It seemed fitting that the bear's eyes were a menacing fire brick. He swatted about two npc's, their bones crushing beneath massive paws.[/fancypost]

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Impavidpaw set down the glass after finishing, taking smooth flowing steps she walked up to an npc. After a few moments of chatter, Impavidpaw walked over to the food. Nothing interested her, so she walked off. No one seemed to want to talk, oh well.[/fancypost]

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I'll make it when I'm done with my chores.[/fancypost]

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Dunno who to ship (i know i'm stupid :l). Impavidpaw is lonely. :'([/fancypost]

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Impavidpaw gave a saluting motion before bringing on a smug look. [color=midnightblue]"I won't give ya any trouble today, Imperial." She grinned before taking a swig from a bottle of wine.[/fancypost]

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Demonblood Shifter wrote:

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[color=midnightblue]"I'd rather not say the truth of my name, but call me Fearless for now," she stated in a polite tone. [/fancypost]

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D@mn it. Impavidpaw scowled at the mess in her house. Some f-cked up kits had gotten through the window and destroyed all her paints. Ooh she was gonna get them. But how did they get through the window was the question. She recognized the kits and cubs by their paint covered paws, but who was the culprit that helped them destroy half her paints. Whatever, she would search later. Now she had to go through every god d@mn pale of paint to see what color she needed. It took two hours, and she hated every second of it. Every second.
The artist walked out of her house, leaving her sugar glider to gorge on the stash of fruits she had kept under her bed. She knew that the sugar glider knew of them, there was no use trying to keep him from them. She slammed the painted door behind her before locking it with the key around her neck, hidden behind her bandanna. The daily mocking met her ears, but she trudged on, intending to reach the nearby river and take a dip to wash all the paint off.
When the flowing water came into sight she dove in, her face popping up as that not of a cat's but a river otter. She twirled and dove down, grabbing a few shell-bound creatures before cracking 'em open. She chucked the remains either into the water or onto land, she didn't entirely care where they landed anyway, why should she? Even after getting out and shifting to the state of her domestic cat, she was still pissed. One more thing today, and StarClan would she kill someone.
This was the total opposite of that song she was listening to earlier, by Avicii wasn't it? Yes, 'The Days' she believed it was. Deciding that boredom had done enough, she conjured a thing that played music that two-legs called an MP3. Headphones followed and she was happy as her playlist took hold of her head and she was immersed into the beat and rhythm. This was her Haven, when nothing else could bother her. Try bothering her like this, you would probably lose a finger.
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[Five minutes ⇑][so proud]