Posts by countybum

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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Kettle rolled his eyes, a grin forming on his face. "We have to climb trees and jump them when all the while another cat is chasing the rest of us." He shrugged in the half light and tilted his head at Sera. "Haven't you ever played it?" Surely tree-tag was the best game in the whole world and everyone knew it?
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Kettle padded up to sit beside his mother. Although he didn't know many in the group, the siamese also echoed the congratulations.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]"RadicalClan?" Kettle exclaimed, blue eyes widening in horror. Although he was just a kitten, he was sure he had heard that the Clan was a sexist AntiClan. Unless, of course, his roleplayer was screwing things up. "Why them?"
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Taking note of all the Clanmates which had joined them, Kettle felt the fur on his spine begin to prickle. This was like an actual patrol - and he was part of it, even if he had no clue how to hunt! The siamese stared after Orchid as she separated from the patrol a little and wrinkled his nose, swishing his tail against the ground. "Birds are in the air! How are you going to catch them?" Maybe she would fly. That would be awesome!
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]"Okay," Kettle mewed, seal and cream tail sweeping against the ground in barely contained excitement. "Should we have team captains?"
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Threads with Kettle, anyone?
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]The siamese kitten had been listening silently as the others spoke, all the while raking his gaze around the cave in search of Sera. Surely his mother would make everything better. She always did, right? "Are we going to die?" Kettle finally whispered, tail twitching anxiously.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]"Oh, okay," Kettle mewed, a little intimidated by the larger feline. The alliance was making a little more sense to him now. If they helped a lot, it would be smart to be friends and then they wouldn't be at risk of attack from them. Trojan was really clever to think of that!
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Tracking for when slots are cleared.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Perhaps Kettle and Orchid could be friends and he could look up to her or something.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Maybe Trojan and Kettle could go down to the lake and try to swim or fish.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Kettle was bored, and that was a problem. The kitten had searched high and low for his mother and siblings, but to no avail. Even his brother Kellen was not anywhere Kettle could think of. Sighing heavily, the tom whisked his tail on the floor, glancing around him at the figures lit only by glow-worms. Who should he play with? He wasn't that close to many people in the Empire so his choices were low, even more so now that his family had seemingly begun hiding from him. Kettle huffed and scuffed his paws against the floor as he made for the cave tunnels. If he couldn't play with anyone, he'd go and swim - and learn to fish whilst he was at it. How hard could it be?
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Kettle doesn't know how to either (;
Here.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]oops i thought there were only two slots
^{I WANT A FULLBODY!}

^{Character age: 3 moons.
Character gender: male.
Character description: a seal point siamese kitten with bright blue eyes.
Pose & Expression: perhaps lying on his back and batting at the air?
Reference Image: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wi…_Point_Siamese_Kitten.JPG
Accessories or Extras?: no, thank you.
Other:} i'd like for it to fit in my signature, if possible.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Granted, Kettle's plan was not the best of plans and he had neglected to think of a few white lies should he be questioned. And so, when Trojan rolled over and spoke his name, the siamese simply stood there for what seemed like forever, gaping stupidly at him. Should he say he got lost, took a wrong turn? Got asked to do something? Should he just bolt? Closing his jaws with a snap, the kitten narrowed his eyes and lifted his head. "To the Crystal Lake. I'm going swimming and maybe fishing too." The truth always worked best with his mother, so why should it be any different with the Emperor?
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Kettle gave a slow, suspicious blink as the tiger rose to his paws, dwarfing him in his shadow. Was this some sort of trick or did no one really care that much when he went out by himself? Was Trojan going to make him move dung as punishment for trying to sneak out again? "You'll follow me anyway if I say no, won't you?" the point mewed with a tilt of his head. It didn't really matter much to him, but he wanted to save face. Besides, now Kettle had someone to play with, even if it was the Emperor! Without waiting for an answer, the kitten began to trot down towards the lake.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]"Are kits allowed out with other kits?" Kettle asked mildly, not at all bothered by what the answer could be. He'd still try and get out if the answer was no; after all, he wanted to be the best soldier in the whole of the Empire. At Trojan's offer to help him to fish, his question was forgotten as the siamese spun around to stare up at the tiger. "Could you?" It'd be a lot easier with two, especially since he'd never tried fishing before.
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[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase;]Kettle hadn't really wanted to be a team captain because that would mean responsibility, but he wouldn't not refuse the role, especially since it could help him later on. "Why don't you be one and everyone else could pick a team, as long as the numbers are the same in each." Shika did seem rather well-suited to bossing people about, whether it be because of her size or something else.
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