Posts by squishybishylies

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    Giving to myself but yeah just for ref.


    BADGE NAME -- Host
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    PANDORA ! [color=nope] information || battle tags


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    holy fucking shit, her future mother-in-law was currently beating the fuck out of her boyfriend. and she was in bloodclan. gods, she was in bloodclan – domeric could show up any fucking moment, because this was his domain. and then there was luficer; if marina didn’t let up, then…? fuck that noise.


    teleporting directly above belial, the griffin unfurled her wings and hovered in the air, a defensive snarl on her expression. “release him. belial is mine,” the princess of hell demanded coldly, her blue-green eyes narrowed. she’d fight for him. of fucking course she would, he rescued her ass from hostesscupcakes, so why wouldn’t she rescue him now?
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    noted, have fun! <3
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    you gotta admit, lots of peeps probably want nanna's booty. xD


    yeah i was tempted to do a contest with the prize as the peeps' winning character 'spending the night' with domeric.
    but then i realized i would break bloodclan. jk jk
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    daww pandora's starting to grow on him
    i honestly wasn't expecting that oof
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    eeee protective rick over pandora
    damn this is making me get walking dead feels for some reason


    dude you've never seen her terrified then xD
    like the legit reason why she's aggressive towards females is the alternative is huddling in a corner trying not to be noticed. there was this recent thing where she was captured by hostesscupcakes in shadowclan and was basically a broken bundle of nerves.
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    PANDORA ! [color=nope] information || battle tags


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    and that was all the reason Pandora needed to fight this bitch – like hell she was a traitor to the throne, this whore obviously never talked with Lucifer about her. ignorance never looked good on anyone, and the general was not inclined to start changing that opinion of hers now.


    “rick, get belial out,” the griffin growled, her gaze dead set on marina. without hesitation, she lunged for marina’s face, attempting to grab hold of it and tear out the lower jaw bone with her super strength.
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    omfg you had a lancelot bby
    i loved so many of those characters but lancelot didn't give a damn about any of his kids
    terrible father he was


    oof pandora and marina are fighting
    over belial
    that's something i never thought would happen when i woke up this morning
    gods i love catsite xD
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    / squishes belial's face
    his protectiveness is so cute too omfg


    i think i stopped watching the walking dead after that cannibal place got crashed by carol?


    dude i know the feeling
    pandora would legit rip me apart if i ever met her
    like i'm physically female and weak af so boom dead
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    she had such a short window of time here before the bloodclan leader would inevitably show up. she could feel the terror rise up in her throat, and she had to fight to keep it down – indeed, facing off against this fucking female wasn’t helping matters. but she wasn’t going to crumple. not now.


    because, if domeric knew she was interfering in bloodclan again… gods, she didn’t want to think about it. terrifying. bad things. bad things would happen.


    “domeric taught me nothing,” the griffin spat back, using her own growing power to quickly become maxed out at whale-size. because if this wolf was going to play that game, then so would she. but she wouldn’t hold back – she’d go all out. belial deserved as much, really, and she’d fight this cunt.


    screeching as teeth prickled into her neck, though she managed to turn her head just in time to avoid the really vital shit from being hit, she exhaled a puff of fire from her nostrils as she attempted to grab the forth tier in her talons and slam the bitch to the ground.
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    oh, now she was irrational – being taunted by a fucking cunt and not succumbing to anger was something that she hadn’t quite gotten a hang of. the griffin’s gaze hardened as she snarled, “you know nothing.” indeed, the real nasty shit of what went down was only known among three people: domeric, Pandora, and vader. hostesscupcakes likely knew part of it, however.


    shoved to the ground, her ribcage banged against the hard surface and the air left her lungs – she let out a ragged gasp as she shrunk back down to her usual size, dazed. fuck, the anger was clouding her judgement too much. and, of course, teeth bit into her shoulder and shit. like today wasn't bad enough.


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    DOMERIC ![color=colorwouldgohere] information || [abbr=Extreme ➤ No Capture ➤ No Kill ➤ Attack in Bold Red ➤ 7 Lives ➤ All Powers but Super Speed, Super Strength, and Elasticity]battle tags[/abbr]


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    instantly alerted by the telepathic message, the manticore teleported onto the scene. with a simple wave of his right paw, he deactivated pandora's powers by pulling on a few soul nonsense strings – she’d get them back in a few hours.


    he held a piece of her soul, she a piece of his. but she didn’t know exactly how to manipulate the binds, so it was so easy for him to reign supreme.


    he supposed that he really ought to show her some mercy, though, considering that he had to keep up appearances – she was supposed to be his adopted niece or what the fuck ever. “I highly suggest you go back to the exiles,” he drawled lazily, right ear twitching.


    fucking gods, if only there weren’t people around… ah, well, he could probably pay her a visit later. and it wouldn’t be kind.
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    and there was domeric – fucking shit. instantly terrorized, the griffin rolled on the ground, ripping herself away from those that held her down and not giving a shit about the damage that caused her body in the process. she had to get away; there was no other real thought in her head.


    “let’s go,” she stated, glancing over at rick. they had belial, no need to stick around; gods, she shouldn’t have allowed the rage to make her so fucking stupid, she should have gotten out before that monster found out. of all the clans belial had to get captured by, just had to be bloodclan? but she couldn’t blame him, not really – he was the fucking victim.


    unfurling her wings (since she couldn’t teleport away, thanks to that fucking shit domeric pulled), the griffin flew back to the exiles. she would have thrown a fireball at the dude rick was attacking, but like hell she could do that when there were no powers and shit. besides, she really didn’t want to get bogged down into a fight after he had given her a warning.


    nope, nope, nope. she was not going to have a repeat of what went down a few days ago when he celebrated his accession to power.
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    also giving to myself, noting for ref.


    BADGE NAME -- skirmisher
    PROOF --




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    this is turning into a chat sorry oops


    yeeeep terminus! i can't spell anything worth shit and i forgot the name so alsdj
    i actually used to do mixed martial arts but that was back two years ago? my tiny lil laptop is heavy now.


    omfg i have done it
    i have made a male rper afraid of pandora
    bonus points for penguin joe swag
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    Yep that was a it -- though his family never really took off so don't feel like you gotta keep the name or anything.


    Oo scorpionsting child.


    Yesss you found it, i think. X3
    once I sleep some more I'll Reply with Dom and he's just gonna smirk like "don't look at me, i didn't touch her"
    Someday I need to knock his arrogance down a peg but I think I'll let him enjoy his power trip. For now.
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    Basically all she has to do is be like "yo red god here's a sacrifice" so it knows that she's not just murdering some peep. X3


    Nothing crazy worshipy is necessary, nope.
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    [size=20pt]BITTERFORTUNE VEGLADON[/size]
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    information ▪ [abbr=HARD PHYSICAL DIFFICULTY ▪ HARD MENTAL DIFFICULTY ▪ POWERS: ELEMENTS, TELEPORTATION, TELEPATHY, SUPER SENSES, THE SIGHT, TIME CONTROL, CONJURING, EYE COLOR MANIP, FLOWER PRINTS, ABSORB SOULS, SHAPESHIFTING, MULTIPLE POSSESSIONS ▪ NO CAPTURE ▪ NO KILL]battle tags[/abbr] ▪ currently a KITSUNE
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    well, he was a fucking terrible person, but he supposed that couldn't really be helped too much. the kitsune felt bad about what he was about to do, abandoning his brother and their shared goals like this, but it had to be done. lifting his chin slightly, he stated, "i'm stepping down from the vice-leader position." as soon as those words left his mouth, the grey and white creature teleported out in a puff of smoke. apparently he was also literally going 'poof.'
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    » name - bitterfortune VEGLADON
    » gender - male
    » sexuality - homosexual
    » character alignment - lawful evil
    » alliance - Guardians of Valhalla
    » rank - vice-leader
    » age - physically, one year. mentally over 1,000.
    » powers - Elements, Telepathy, Super Senses, The Sight, Time Control, Teleportation, absorb souls, eye color manipulation, flower prints, shapeshifting, multiple possessions


    » species - kitsune
    » pelt - slate grey
    » eye color - sharp blue


    “there is nothing i will not do to accomplish my goals. there is nothing anyone can do to hold me back.”


    this kitsune’s personality can be summed up with only one word: driven. he will take what he wants and let nothing stop him – such flimsy things as morality and physical limitations are meaningless to him. his purpose is clear, even if the path to get there is not, and he does not hesitate to go after what he seeks.


    with his intensely focused mindset comes passion, as all his emotions bubble under the surface like some witch’s stew. however, these feelings do nothing to cloud his judgement – at least, he doesn’t seem to think so. if anything, his emotions allow him to see perceptions that otherwise would be lost upon him, and are the main force behind his stubborn will to relentlessly pursue what he desires.


    what he desires, however, clearly shows that he is not a hero with purity in his heart. bitter is an ancient creature, after all, and the trauma of lifetimes stacks up and takes its toll. there is, however, a touch of youth to him, due to the fact that a rather odd soul managed to snag itself onto his own and merge – this gives him several powers and a new dimension to his cunning, though does nothing to abate his cynicism or twisted impulses.


    bitter wants what he wants, and he will take whatever actions he perceives to be necessary to obtain such things. it matters not to him how others will interpret his actions – he leaves morality up to the hypocritical fools.


    PLAYLIST »
    theme song » Professor Green - Monster feat. Example (Camo & Krooked Remix)
    » jaymes young - two more minutes
    » Mt Eden - Airwalker (Heroes x Villians Remix)
    » Jarell Perry - Win
    » The Weeknd - Wicked Games
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