[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Treading over, Zatanna offered a small snort of laughter. Tree-huggers, huh? Wingdings seemed like the more appropriate response. “Not exactly," she murmured, taking a seat. “I'm Zatanna, hope you enjoy your stay."
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wip !
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]name and business, the voice murmured. With a soft yawn, the plump calico came over, paws hitting the ground with a thud. These days it appeared that plenty of people were flocking here. Ah, the more the better. Zatanna then sat down and waited on the tom's answer, tail flicking in slow movements.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify][size=7pt]Her mouth curled into a small smile. "Yes. As in what's your identity and your reason for being here." she explained, beginning to scratch her shoulder with her back leg. "Look, there's no reason to be nervous. I'm an okay person, and we're kind of decent people." Zatanna shrugged, focusing her amber orbs on the tom. Was he lost? Confused? She guessed he'd reveal it sooner or later.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]@nighttime i'd take a thread with fading; an interaction between these two would surely be interesting.
hey kalanken ! i'm sure you'll do fine with roleplaying; it's pretty easy, especially if you have muse. if you need anymore tips or anything, just ask any one of us. also, would you like a thread with zatanna?
two girls no joystick
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify] The calico's expression was filled with dull surprise as she came over, quite curious as to how the serval acquired these pets of his. “You're right, Hagrid is much easier to remember," she chuckled, coming to sit beside Sabrina. “But really, it's nice to meet you. I'm Zatanna."
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]@nighttime / i can! hold on.
a great read, idio. and noted.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Weekly Tasks, huh? Sounds fun. “Count me in," she grinned, sitting down beside Vella.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify] The smell of something burning thickened the air, as the enclosure caused smoke to rise to the blue heavens. Was something on fire? Would it travel? No, and no. For it was only a small bonfire that was being watched over by an anxious calico.
Skewed fish and mice laid on the table, with berries and vegetables piled beside it. The meat was slightly burnt, but cooked both fine and rare - if they wanted it another way, they would have to place it back within the fire and wait. Some type of tangy sauce she found was placed by the collection, used only if the consumer desired. Refreshments were going to be served, sooner or later, whenever the bonfire cooled down or someone came by. Was she worried? No. Would she be prepared? We shall see.
With a sigh, Zatanna expelled a slight cough and took a step back to look over everything. The aromas of grilled food intermingled with the fresh air, giving off a pleasant scent. Smoke was beginning to disappear, and the flames were shrinking a bit. Ah yes, this was a fine day for a barbeque. She would only have to get something to drink - water, juice, whatever she could find. A shrug rolling off her shoulders, she hollered, “Skyclan! Come over for a barbeque!"
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[justify][size=7pt]Eos approached the land, muzzle to the ground and paws kneading the grass slightly. Her reason for joining almost felt like a pull - as if something brought the wolf here without her knowledge. Onwards, it was nothing she could do about the situation, only learn about the culture, stay if it feels homely to her. With a large inhale, the wolf sat on her haunches and waited for someone to approach. She wouldn't be of use to call out: if no one was around, they wouldn't be able to hear her. Patience is key, as she was often told. They would discover the wolf in due time.
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[justify][size=7pt] perhaps the clan is overrun by supernatural creatures throughout the month? vampires one week, werewolves the next, etc. those that participate might have a chance at freshkill and powers at the end of the event? in that, they have a 50/50 percentage at being successful or failing, based on a generator that assigns them that such thing. ah! i would explain but i hope you're understanding where i'm going with this?
otherwise, i like alyce's idea!
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[justify][size=7pt]eh, just erase that generator part. it was just so everyone wouldn't have all successful hunts. ^^ a better example would be if someone picked a number between 1 - 10, and all odd numbers are successful, even vice versa.
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[justify][size=7pt]sure! would you like to plan it all out over PM or on this thread?
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[justify][size=7pt]Aha, so one did show up! Shifting into a more comfortable position and craning her neck to look down at the feline, she opened her mouth and lolled her tongue. How would she explain that she couldn't respond normally? Being mute from birth became a problem, but inheriting telepathy? That was a miracle that even she couldn't understand. At least she could be heard within ear-shot and range. Eos Argyris, she introduced telepathically, her 'voice' slightly grave. Looking him over, her brown orbs focused on the flask that he brought out, but she then ignored it. What do I want? I wish to join this establishment, that is, if you'll have me.
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[justify][size=7pt]The wolf sauntered over, her eyes focusing on the canine as it sat in quiet pain. A yorkie, eh? Couldn't say she saw one before. With a small bark to aware the female of her presence, Eos then sat down. Name and business for being on SkyClan's territory? she asked nonchalantly through the telepathic link. The words rolled off quickly through her mind, as if she was already familiar and accustomed to the question.
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[justify][size=7pt]Eos Argylis, the wolf hummed as she padded over. This . . . Dag seemed quite interesting in an slightly odd way. With a quick nod of her head to the others and the hostess, Eos sat down on her haunches, tail smoothing the grass as it wagged.
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[justify][size=7pt]Tsk, some will come while others will go. Coming alongside the two, the wolf would lower her head slightly in respect. Farewell. She wasn't knowledgeable of Vella, although she would admit to wishing to had met or know of the feline. Eos gave a flick of her ear; safe travels to her, then.
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[justify][size=7pt]Snorting in amusement at Sabrina's quick reply, the wolf came over, her ears flattened to her skull. The male seemed moody and not the type to trifle with. All the better, she supposed. Sitting down, Eos tilted her head slightly to observe him and to listen to his answer.
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