Posts by TEMARI

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  • TELL ME I'M YOUR NATIONAL ANTHEM | open; birthing

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    [justify]The small female shivered slightly as a wave of frigid air rolled over her like fog. Opening her mouth she let a rather loud mewl escape her jaws, her complaint made audible to the animals surrounding her mother and her siblings. She cocked her neck to a side and started to wriggle her way to the source of warmth that radiated on the left side of her.[/justify]


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  • I WILL NEVER THINK OF GIVING UP — open; meet and greet

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    [justify]The female stumbled out of the safety of the her mother's log cabin into the shimmering sunlight. Her eyes were disorientated form the sudden change, the dimness of the cabin was sorely missed as her opitcals seemed to burn from the overdose of brightness. A soft breeze swept across the landscape before reaching the almost skeletal female, her blue fur blowing softly before standing on end as she more heard then watched as gusts of air slithered their way through the long grass of the meadow.


    Freedomcub swiveled her head to catch the sounds of rustling wildlife and plants alike, her ears picking up with curiosity as she took another step forward into the strange, new world. Blinking her eyes to clear them of the fogginess, she again tried to look at her surroundings and was momentarily choked of oxygen as the summer camp came into view.


    "Amazing," the blue leopard muttered.[/justify]


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  • I WILL NEVER THINK OF GIVING UP — open; meet and greet

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    [justify]The cub turned her azure head to face the newcomers, her chest puffing up with annoyance at the other female's remark, her joking demeanor slightly riling up the young jaguar. The skeletal feline parted her jaws to retort the comment.


    "No you fool, I was talking about the environment!" She spoke with passion in her voice and at the same time sending the other female a half hearted glare. "Nice to meet you, my name is Freedomcub," she again mewed, but this time in a muttered and barely intelligible voice.


    Snapping her head the other direction and sticking her chin in the air as if she governed the world, she turned her gaze to the other newcomers. "Same goes for you two, omitting the fool part of course." Freedomcub voiced rather loudly, "and yes, I am the daughter of Spellbook." The female declared.[/justify]


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  • broken strings -- JAPANESE LESSON {o}

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    [justify]"Did we offend you or something by existing?" The female replied back with a bitter tone as her lips held a light smirk. Freedomcub held the offense look before she hung her skull with humiliation and sighed lightly as she sat down next ebony horse, "mother wouldn't like my attitude would she? Oh shes not here s anyway so I don't need to worry about getting in trouble. Anyway, is that horn on your cranium natural?" She pipped, turning her half skeletal face to study the mutation with an air of curiosity surrounding her.[/justify]


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  • I REMEMBER ((open, name change))

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    [justify]"COOLIO! I like it!" Freedomcub exclaimed, her rather loud voice coming from behind the newly named female. Like Ghost Writer, she barely knew the Wizard but she still acted as if she knew her for years. After all, comrades were practically like family.[/justify]


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  • broken strings -- JAPANESE LESSON {o}

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    [justify]The female snorted, a half amused and half annoyed expression crossing her facial features. Her opticals narrowed slightly as she thrusted her chin into the air, watching the male from the corners of her eye. "Oh you totally do not want to cross their sempai" Freedomcub gritted through clenched teeth. Relaxing her tensed muscles, she let her facial features fall into an uncaring look and brought her paws to her face as if to examine them.


    "Hm, I'm just taking a guess that your jealous of my beautiful countenance." She retorted with an air of pride, "anyway, what about that Japanese lesson?" Freedom cub mewed curiously.[/justify]


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  • I WILL NEVER THINK OF GIVING UP — open; meet and greet

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    [justify]Freedomcub snorted lightly and stuck her tongue out at the other female and promptly turning her head away before dropping it. "Sorry, my mother wouldn't like it if I'm rude anyway," the jaguar mewed softly before perking her head back up and looking at the other female with excitement. "Do you know any good jokes?" She asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.[/justify]


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  • BLUE OCEANS — character bios

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    [justify]A leader is one who knows the way, goes the way, and shows the way.


    —BASICS
    NAME;; Freedomkeeper
    -name inspiration: named after the song "Fix my eyes" by For King and Country, specifically the line "Speak out for freedom".
    -last name: Väinämöinen
    -pronunciation: Free-duh m kee-per


    GENDER;; Female
    sexuality: heterosexual


    AGE;; 7 moons


    ALLIANCE;; SunClan
    -former alliance: none
    -squib


    —PERSONALITY


    PERSONALITY A rather ambitious and courageous female, she is undaunted in the face of battle or social attacks. Freedomkeeper had a solid spine, ready to stand up to the face of evil, even when numerous foes are against her.


    She has a strong need for justice, ready to defend the innocent and fight the vile. She hates it when a criminal gets off free, even if this animal is from her own clan. This of course could be used as a weapon against her.


    The jaguar has a strong heart and strong will. She rarely even feels afraid and when she does she refuses for it to swallow her, she pushes it away. The female is also quite stubborn, she hates it when people boss her around and does what she wants to do.


    The female also tends to go against the flow and be herself. She doesn't really care what others think of her and takes extreme pride in herself and her works, which is her fatal flaw.


    Freedomkeeper can also be stubborn, hotheaded and can quite frankly be rude at sometimes. She gets upset way to easily and usually has a need to prove herself, even though she is strong enough to do it and others see it to.


    She usually gets angry when her foes insult her close ones or clan, making her go ballistic. This can be used as a weapon against her since all this rage blinds her, making her forget about her need for justice and defending the weak.

    The female can also be extremely competitive and will refuse to loose. She has a dream to beat her limits and conquer them, her ultimate goal. Freedomkeeper also lets this blind her just like her anger, loosing the sight of the people she loves and focus solely on her.


    -positives: competitive, own person, loyal, brave
    -negatives: prideful, selfish, competitive to a fault


    —APPEARANCE


    APPEARANCE;; The female has a rather small build and lean form, she is rather light and has long, strong that are able to cross long distances. The jaguar frame is actually built for running, with a long tailed and a body that is narrow and able to break threw the wind.


    Her pelt is rather colorful with a light blue base color and a dark blue tail, ears, and paws. Freedom has a dark face with icy blue eyes and three light silver marks on the side of them. Her snout is goes from a navy blue to a silver with slight spots of blue. The jaguars face is small and a oval shape and actually quite pretty except for the fact that her right ear glues a ethereal blue and that stretching form the ear to her snout is skeletal that glows a bright green.


    Freedom also has a skeletal leg which is a bleached white and glows a light silver color. The female also has dark blue spots covering her body like any normal jaguar does though they are slightly narrower.
    -species: jaguar
    -eye color: a icy blue


    —OTHER


    FAMILY;; Spellbook, Castingcrowns - parents
    Unknown siblings


    THEME SONG;; Fix my eyes by For King and Country


    -Crowningbooks (the color of the font is blue.)[/justify]


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  • broken strings -- JAPANESE LESSON {o}

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    [justify]"So I can now be addressed as Freedomcub-sama?" The skeletal female joked, looking up at Socrates with a smirk on her face. "Right Socrates-sensei?" She practically yelled, her tail flicking back and forth with excitement.[/justify]


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  • Lighting the candle [Open + Joining]

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    [justify]"GREETINGS FOREIGNER!" The female practically screamed as she flung herself out of the tree she was climbing a few seconds ago. Jumping up form her rather rough landing, she gave the other cub a sparkling smile before again launching into speech. "Name and business!" Freedomcub voiced in a loud tone, oblivious to the large dirt cloud she made from her flying attempt and the mud that was currently stuck to her fur.[/justify]


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  • I AM TITANIUM | open; death

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    [justify]Well imagine the sight little Freedomcub saw as she was walking down the beach. She was in fact looking for her mom, occasionally calling out 'Spellbook' here and there. The jaguar was going to ask her to play a game with her and her siblings, speaking of her siblings, she wondered where they were. So, with a smile on her face she continued down the misty beach.


    And then she stumbled upon the body. First thinking it was some sort of strange piece of kelp, she started to run towards it, thinking perhaps she could surprise her mom by scaring her if she hid underneath it. And then she noticed it was a body. And then her plan backfired and the innocent smile slipped off of her face like ice on a steep slope. And Freedomcub in that horrible, twisted moment was the one with shock written over her face as her little paws collapsed underneath her. "M-m-mommy?"[/justify]


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  • SunClan plotting thread v.2

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    [justify]Threads with Freedomcub anyone?[/justify]


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  • YOU BETRAYED ME — open

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    [justify]I hate you Ihateyou ihateyouihateyouihateyouIHATEYOU! The cub thought with pure untamed anger as again she threw herself at the towering oak tree with all her might, claws extended and fury dancing in her blue eyes.


    "YOU LEFT US!" The azure jaguar shrieked as she again hacked at the wood, leaving deep scourge marks on the innocent tree. Her emotions were thrown into a vast pit of constant turmoil, enmity though being the ruler of them all. Rage seemed to seep out of her like venom as her body moved on its own accord, shredding the wildlife around her to bits.


    "YOU BETRAYED US!" Freedomcub roared, her voice coming out hoarse and cracking in several places. Red filled her vision as she started to beat the dirt with her paws, a mix of sobs and yells coming from her throat each time she raised on arm and brought it down. A sound of grief, a sound of pain, a sound of an animal. I will kill you again and again until you beg for mercy!


    "I hate you!" The jaguar roared as she threw herself up and collapsed back down on her back. A set of cold blue eyes observed the beryl colored sky as ragged breaths entered and exited through her partially opened mouth. Dirt and thorns were tangled into her paws, fur, and face but her emotions pushed away the thoughts of physical pain. Freedomcub's oculars closed and then narrowed slightly as the vision of the body of that woman, that woman that she wished she could hurt a thousand times over, lying on that beach.


    "IF YOU EVER COME BACK I WILL MAKE YOUR LIFE MISERABLE, DO YOU HEAR ME SPELLBOOK? I HATE YOU!!" Freedomcub screamed at the azure domain of the sky, hoping her voice reached the heaven that her mother did not deserve. Again she let a guttural yell fill her lungs and burst out of her mouth. Your not my mother! Maybe by blood but I will never recognize you again as someone I love. The SunClanner's tears finally choked her as she disowned her mother silently.[/justify]


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  • Lighting the candle [Open + Joining]

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    [justify]The female snorted with amusement as she turned to face Jaystripe, her half skeletal face forming a smirk as she shifted her weight to one side of her body. "You know, maybe if your not such a stick in the mud you can actually have some fun." Freedomcub mewed softly with and edge of sarcasm underneath her voice. "Not like you can have fun anyway." She muttered under hear breath, barely audible to the two feline's surrounding her before facing Flickeringkit.


    "Have a great time in SunClan I guess," the female said with a shrug of her shoulders but a amiable twinkle decorated her cold blue eyes.[/justify]


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  • **NEW** (LOST KIT ROLEPLAY, JOINING) The kit who lost It

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    [justify]-No, you can post on whatever thread you like without making a joining thread but some members do make threads :)-[/justify]


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  • SunClan plotting thread v.2

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    [justify]Sure![/justify]


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  • I AM TITANIUM | open; death

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    [justify]The cub craned her neck backwards to look up at the two females that offered her comfort, looking at them confused for a second as if time has frozen and the only people that existed were her and her mother. Sound didn't penetrate her ears, nor touch seemed to make her pelt stand on edge. Blinking slowly as if to ask what they were doing here, she closed her eyes for a second before shaking her head.


    Somber depression seemed to press in on her at all sides as she escaped her little dream world. N-no, it shouldn't be like this! Her mouth was left open, forming words but now sound came out. Choking slightly on her sobs she pushed her nuzzle into her mother's fur, soaking in the dying warmth and the scent of her before she pulled away and collapsed onto her grandma, trying to hold her sobs.[/justify]


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  • SunClan plotting thread v.2

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    [justify]I'll make it![/justify]


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  • Plot With Witchcraft

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    [justify]Thread with Freedomcub?[/justify]


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  • HELLO SEATTLE — open; hiking

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    [justify]The female hated it. She hated that feeling of depression, anxiety, melancholy, just being pessimistic. It made her fur crawl and her blood boil just being sad. She despised it. She knew that Spellpaw wouldn't want her to feel like her skin was being ripped off of her in every waking moment so Freedomcub decided to make her life a little more optimistic.


    The jaguar's pawsteps were light as she trotted through the summer camp, her head swiveling back and forth with a slightly fanatical grin dancing on her lips, scouting for any members that perhaps wanted to join her expedition. "Yo! SunnyClanners, you guys wanna hike with me?" The female shouted.[/justify]


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