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  • im stuck self-torturing -- open, cravings


    [size=20pt][shadow=black,left]ICEPAW CHRISTA P.[/shadow][/size]


    [justify]The blind, pregnant officer whipped around to face Crimescene. "But that's just it! I don't know what I want, but I want something really badly." Anger was seeping from her voice as she spoke, her paws nearly shaking with different emotions plaguing her body. They said people were supposed to glow during pregnancy, right? "Why am I not glowing?" It almost made her sad... She sniffled lightly, tears pricking her blind blue eyes. And then came the waterworks.


    //rushed[/justify]
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  • BUT YOU'RE HUMAN TONIGHT | (EARLY) MEETING


    [size=20pt][shadow=black,left]ICEPAW CHRISTA P.[/shadow][/size]


    [justify]And soon arrived the pregnant Officer, her blind blue eyes not looking any particular way. Icepaw grumbled under her breath and sat down near Ellie, before awaiting her father to speak.[/justify]
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  • OFFICIAL RIFT BUDDY SYSTEM


    [size=20pt][shadow=black,left]ICEPAW CHRISTA P.[/shadow][/size]


    [justify]MAKE ME A GUIDE
    NAME. Icepaw    [/justify]
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  • [ ELVIS PRESLEY ] -- joining


    [size=20pt][shadow=black,left]ICEPAW CHRISTA P.[/shadow][/size]


    [justify]Icepaw hoped that her father accepted this dork. So far she seemed exciting and different. New from the dreary personalities of everyone else.[/justify]
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  • THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME | hpr loner x the rift officer | MEGA HPR


    [size=20pt][shadow=black,left]ICEPAW CHRISTA P.[/shadow][/size]


    [justify]bumping![/justify]
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  • im stuck self-torturing -- open, cravings


    [size=20pt][shadow=black,left]ICEPAW CHRISTA P.[/shadow][/size]


    [justify]Icepaw winced as they all stared at her. Was there something wrong with her? Was she supposed to be happy? She understood. She was supposed to be glowing and she wasn't glowing, so they thought something was wrong. "I-I'm fine, swear.." The officer whispered under her breath, her blind gaze trailing along the ground in front of her. It was almost like she could see...[/justify]
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  • they just can't get my nose right + open, thief


    [size=20pt][shadow=black,left]ICEPAW CHRISTA P.[/shadow][/size]


    [justify]The lithe form of the lightly pregnant officer was the next to arrive, her expression angry. She scented an unfamiliar being among those of her clanmates, and she could sense tension and anger brewing in the air. The blind girl hissed under her breath and growled. "Leave." While she didn't entirely know what was going on, Icepaw definitely knew that something was wrong.[/justify]
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  • THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME | hpr loner x the rift officer | MEGA HPR


    [size=20pt][shadow=black,left]ICEPAW CHRISTA P.[/shadow][/size]


    [justify]Bumping![/justify]
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  • BUT YOU'RE HUMAN TONIGHT | (EARLY) MEETING


    [size=20pt][shadow=black,left]ICEPAW CHRISTA P.[/shadow][/size]


    [justify]The blind officer gave a silent nod. "Yeah. Congrats everyone."[/justify]
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  • WEARING OUR VINTAGE MISERY ) open, glasses


    [size=20pt][shadow=black,left]ICEPAW CHRISTA P.[/shadow][/size]


    [justify]Icepaw desperately wished that glasses would make her be able to see. But nope, she was literally blind. "Nice. I can't see them, but I'm sure they're nice." The pregnant domestic told her little sister, her blind gaze blankly staring ahead.[/justify]
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  • dear darling [o, murders?] please excuse my writing


    [size=20pt][shadow=black,left]ICEPAW CHRISTA P.[/shadow][/size]


    [justify]Icepaw was angry. She was confused and bitter about everything, thanks to pregnancy hormones, but this... This was something anyone would be angry about. Even dad was angry about this, and as much as Icy still hated him, she knew he had a right to be angry. She was hurt. She felt large amounts of emotion coming through her bond with her little sister, and it was extremely worrying. "Reflection, I felt something... Is everything-" It was then she smelt the stench of death and blood. She winced.


    At first, she'd though something had happened to her little sister, but she still felt things through their bond, so her sister was alive. And then she heard her dad talking. No. She wouldn't.. Would never do something like this. She was't like this, she was... She was nice. She was a good girl. "Reflection Nosti Maris-Pendragon-Russo-Simul Stamus-Xerxes! What in the world is the meaning of this?" She cried, her voice fuming.


    //pffT NO I TOTALLY DIDNT DIG UP THE ADOPTION THREAD SO I COULD FIND ALL OF HER LAST NAMES WHAT WHERED YOU GET THAT IDEA A*nervous sweating*
    *icy voice* yeah
    i sad it
    i said all ur last names u lil shit
    i mean business    [/justify]
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  • TAG YOU'RE IT | OPEN, NAME CHANGE


    [size=20pt][shadow=black,left]ICEPAW CHRISTA P.[/shadow][/size]


    [justify]As Icepaw's pregnancy progressed farther, she began to fall deeper and deeper into that dark place again. She hated herself with a passion that she wasn't sure anything could overpower. Not even Reflection. She was struggling with everything, her hormones, her life, her emotions. Everything. Regardless, she was still doing her best. She was going to change her name. She thought she'd earned it, but who gave a shit? She had gone by '-paw' for a while.


    "Hey guys. I'm... Icequeen now. So, uh, yeah." The name felt foreign on her tongue as she said it, and she lowered her ears a bit. It was weird, but she was sure she'd get used to it.[/justify]
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  • I DON'T WANT TO KNOW THAT BABE | open + mal & finn needed


    [size=20pt][shadow=black,left]ICEQUEEN CHRISTA P.[/shadow][/size]


    [justify]//trackingg[/justify]
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  • VINTAGE MISERY | WEEKLY TASKS 9.9 - 9.16


    [size=20pt][shadow=black,left]ICEQUEEN CHRISTA P.[/shadow][/size]


    [justify]Icequeen arrived with a nervous expression plaguing her features. "I'll take one too." She said with a sigh at the end.[/justify]
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  • TAG YOU'RE IT | OPEN, NAME CHANGE

    [fancypost bgcolor=#BEA7C4; border: 3px solid #9770A1; width: 270px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: #9770A1; line-height: 100%]//technically a frozen reference, but she was named after the ice queen, who came before elsa in a book written by hans christian anderson
    i got her middle name, "Christa" from christian actually




    Icequeen nodded slowly towards Rosepup. Of course, Icy was anything but Edgy. But her new name had always been... familiar, for some reason. Still unknown to her, her soul was bound to Lucian, who she knew- but she didn't know Lucian was only a soul fragment of the real thing. Papayapaw. But that would be for a different story, a different thread. Regardless, Icy was yet to meet more soul fragments of Papayapaw, before she finally met the master behind the puppets of torture.




    "You haven't earned that yet, Tsaga." She grinned in response to her little brother, flicking an ear before nodding slowly. "I'm not sure. It's familiar... I guess." She replied with a huff, angered by her confusion as to where she got her name. "Yes. The snow queen was merciless, while the ice queen was... More civil than that of the snow queen. She was colder and more distanced, but not as merciless at the snow queen."
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    ★ [abbr=blind, formerly connected to bullshooter's soul]hover[/abbr]
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    [size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe[/size]

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  • VINTAGE MISERY | WEEKLY TASKS 9.9 - 9.16

    [fancypost bgcolor=#BEA7C4; border: 3px solid #9770A1; width: 270px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: #9770A1; line-height: 100%]To put it lightly, she was pissed off. She wanted to call him out on the fact that he was giving her a much lighter task than everyone else, but she didn't. Deep, deep, down, Icequeen knew that her dad was only looking out for her. But she didn't want to be looked out for, she was fully capable of doing the same as anyone else! The domestic made a face and stormed off to gather her patrol.
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    [size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe[/size]

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  • TAG YOU'RE IT | OPEN, NAME CHANGE

    [fancypost bgcolor=#BEA7C4; border: 3px solid #9770A1; width: 270px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: #9770A1; line-height: 100%]//ohmygod i love the ice queen
    it was my favourite story as a kid actually




    "Uh, thanks, Lucy, right?" The pregnant domestic asked, her tone slightly nervous. As her pregnancy progressed, she was more unstable and cautious with her emotions, which was a big factor for her anxiety. It was not a good thing. The blind she-cat recognized the scent of Truthsky nearby, they'd talked once or twice before. She gave a silent nod towards the red and white tabby. She flicked an ear towards Arka. "Thanks."




    Icequeen smiled slightly at Toby's compliment. She wasn't used to being praised all at once for such a trivial thing, but something inside of her really liked the attention. "Once again, thanks. It's nice to meet you, I'm Icequeen Pendragon, but you knew that." She replied with a wave of anxiety emanating from her stomach and readiating across all of her nerves as the body of her little sister arrived. But that wasn't her little sister. "Yeah, well, you don't deserve to like it." She was cold. 'Icequeen' was... fitting.
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  • I'M SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING THAT I CAN'T REACH | OPEN, PATROL

    [fancypost bgcolor=#BEA7C4; border: 3px solid #9770A1; width: 270px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: #9770A1; line-height: 100%]Icequeen was angry, to put it extremely lightly. She knew that her dad had given her an easy task because he was worried about her, but she didn't want to be pitied. She didn't want to be worried about. She wanted to be treated like anyone else. "Anyone up for the morning patrol with me?" The domestic called near the entrance to the bunker. She would show him and anyone else who doubted her that she could do this.
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  • dear darling [o, murders?] please excuse my writing

    [fancypost bgcolor=#BEA7C4; border: 3px solid #9770A1; width: 270px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: #9770A1; line-height: 100%]She fought with herself.




    It smelled like her sister, it sounded like her sister, but it wasn't her sister. It wasn't Ref, and Icy couldn't handle that. She had promised that she would never ever be mean to her baby sister, but she just couldn't handle this. "Well, if you hadn't noticed, I'm blind. So no, sorry, I can't see the fucking evil emanating off of you." She hissed, before turning around and storming off.
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  • YOU WERE MY TEDDY BEAR | OPEN, CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT + POSSESSION

    [fancypost bgcolor=#BEA7C4; border: 3px solid #9770A1; width: 270px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: #9770A1; line-height: 100%]//tl;dr - Icy was out on a walk to blow off some steam, met another fragment of Papayapaw, and like Lucian, this one possessed her. Her name is Icekit, and she's basically Icy but she was able to see. Icy's possessed by Icekit, and is walking back to the bunker. Her eyes are slightly different coloured, and she can see.




    Icequeen couldn't handle this. Reflection was... not able to get back in control of her body, and she hated that. She couldn't help her baby sister, and it made her feel so weak and utterly useless, and she just hated it. She didn't like feeling vulnerable. So she had gone on a walk. Dad had been watching her recently, and she just wanted to get away from everything.




    Things started to get weird when she was alone on the island, however, and Icy began to feel a certain, albeit familiar presence. Her mind instantly went to Lucian. "Lucian, I thought I told you that I didn't want anything from you. Leave me alone." She hissed under her breath, but that's when things started to get really weird. It wasn't Lucian who answered, but a familiar female voice. "But I'm not Lucian." The sweet voice sounded young and childish.




    "If you're not Lucian, then who the hell are you?" Icy retorted, voice angry. "You should know who I am, Icequeen." The voice replied, seemingly hurt in it's words. Icequeen felt an overwhelming feeling of sadness and grief, and she nearly started crying. "I-I'm sorry..." She whispered. The voice laughed slightly. "It's fine, miss Icequeen. Don't worry, okay? You're really lucky to have forgotten me. I'm Icekit, I'm... You. In a previous life, I guess."




    The voice seemed to take on a more authoritative air by this time, and Icequeen felt like her emotions were being manipulated. "I'm actually a lot better than you, in reality. Because I was born the exact same, except I wasn't blind. I died when I was young, because you needed to be born. Do you know how angry I was, Icequeen? How come you got to be the dominant one? You're useless! Weak! You're not good for anything, Icy. In fact, your so-called [i]family here probably doesn't even know what you did, do they?"[/i] She laughed.




    Icy felt like this 'Icekit' was a lot worse than Lucian. She was afraid. "D... Don't you dare hurt them." She mustered enough courage to speak, but her voice was creaky and wavering."Awww, is the widdle baby gonna cwy?? Come on, baby, cry! You're pathetic." Icekit cackled. Icequeen felt herself growing weaker with each word. And just like that, she felt a large pain, larger than anything had felt when Lucian had possessed her.




    It was so painful that she felt herself nearly cry out in pain, yet she stayed silent. "Ah yes, now we're talking. I'm just gonna take the reigns for a while, okay Icequeen?" She grinned quietly. Her eyes changed to a slightly bright blue, and she was able to see again- just like when she was possessed by Lucian. Except then her eyes had been violet. Oh yeah, I'm not as stupid as Lucian. I won't let them take me away from you, sweetie. She told Icy.
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