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  • bitch please, you must have a mental disease -- private

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]Following after quietly, the female bit her lip before meowing, "Hey, um, if you don't mind me asking, how did you lose your eyes? Or your ears? And how are you so good at getting around? I'm only half blind and I still stumbled around."

  • FULL OF WELL-INTENTIONED MOTHERS ++ open

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]"Jesus, this is a gift? What does he give to enemies?" Hype asked as she padded over, wrinkling her nose at the dead animal. She didn't much like the dead thing, but the flowers were pretty she supposed. She sat down, glancing at the drink and shaking her head. She didn't like alcohol.

  • SHOWS HOW SMART YOU ARE -- open, fire

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]No, it wasn't a massive huge plot fire, in fact, it was a rather small fire. Caused by none other than Hypervoice. She hadn't done it intentionally, she had just thought that maybe she could set some fireworks off for the fourth of July, since she had missed it with her new clan, instead traveling from Windclan to Shadowclan.


    However, the young warrior had literally no experience with fireworks, or fire at all for that matter, so this probably wasn't the best idea. She had taken a twoleg match, and had just barely managed to light it, when she dropped it. It set the grass around her ablaze, but luckily, she was nowhere near the carnival grounds they called their home. She let out a small scream however, considering she was surrounded by fire, and needed help, "Ummm, can s-somebody with elemental powers help me out? Or a bucket of water? Oh s-shit!"


    Perfect first day, Hype. Simply perfect.

  • bitch please, you must have a mental disease -- private

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]She paused, her eyes wide, "You were born like that? I was born with one of my eyes blind, they say it has something to do with my pelt and eyes. Apparently if you're white and you have blue eyes its weird. I'm not really sure, I didn't pay much attention. And you do that all with your nose? That's so cool!"

  • WE ARE KINGS OF THE LOSERS | open

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]Hype always seemed to be... well, Hyper. She never seemed to be tired at all, despite her lack of sleep as she tried to do things all the time. She was constantly trying to help, without signifigant results, and she probably should get more sleep, but that was boring!


    The female spotted Helena and Val and contemplated going over, but her mind didn't work slowly, and it screamed yes at her, so she padded over, obviously in a cheerful mood, as always, "Hey Lena, hey Val!" She was smiling at them as she sat, wrapping her tail around her paws.

  • SHOWS HOW SMART YOU ARE -- open, fire

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]The bucket of water hit both the fire and Hype, causing the young warrior to grumble as she shook out her white pelt. As the younger feline yelled at her, she flattened her ears, meowing while scuffing the ground with a paw, "I'm sorry. I thought I could do some fireworks... but it didn't work out."

  • SHOWS HOW SMART YOU ARE -- open, fire

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]"Well, I thought I could light the match with my mouth, and then bring it up to the fireworks, and they'd just set off, I dropped the match though!" Hype meowed, shaking her head and sighing. Lowering her head, she meowed, "Again, I'm sorry."

  • this is nightlife -- private, john

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]The female was currently picking flowers, picking them up carefully in her jaws and dropping them in a small black basket she had managed to conjure up. She hadn't managed to get much of a control over the new power, so the small basket was already almost overflowing with flowers.


    Picking it back up, the small feline padded triumphantly towards the camp that Val had shown her how to get too. The half blind shecat was humming happily as she did so.

  • I'M NOT THE GIRL I USED TO BE [open, crying case + near-suicide]

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]Oh god, no. It was somebody sad. Somebody suicidal. The only thing that could knock the usually cheerful bundle of warrior joy off her usual attitude. She felt a frown come to her face as she padded over, meowing quietly, "Oli, are you alright? No, no, no. Oli, that's bad. Don't hurt yourself." Her voice was small and her eyes were wide.

  • i'm just a sucker with no self esteem -- open, new power

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]Hype was sitting at the edge of camp, drawing quietly in the dirt with her tail flicking behind her, bright blue milky eyes focused on the drawing of a flower she was working on, a smile growing on her face as she fleshed out the drawing, making it even more detailed.


    In her concentration, she didn't even notice that several flowers, similar to the one she was drawing, were being conjured all around her, raining petals everywhere. As she looked up, she let out a squeal, meowing with wide eyes, "What the hell?"