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"There's tons of people to talk to," Bronwyn called, a smile on her maw as she padded over. The new otters were certainly adorable; they made her miss her otter familiar, who had disappeared a few weeks ago.
"Hi! I don't think we've met; I'm Bronwyn Dupont, a Liege here." She said, turning to both Styx and California with a grin.
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Bronwyn had decided to start a bonfire on the beach- it seemed like it'd be a good idea, especially since it'd bring the clan together. It'd be nice to see her clanmates together, relaxed on the beach, even if it was only for an evening.
So the femme had gotten an npc to use some fire elementals and light a fire for her, about ten feet away from the water. She built it up until it was massive; at least four feet tall, with blazing flames and sparks flying everywhere.
She set out a few cushions for her clanmates and some marshmallows to toast over the fire. Finally, the femme stepped back, satisfied with her work.
"Hey, everybody! There's a bonfire over here, come on over!" She called, slightly more cheerful than usual.
//rushed ahh
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A terrifying snarl could be heard a block or two away from Jericho. It lanced through the air, low and rumbling, accompanied by various curses and the enraged squawking of various seagulls.
Bronwyn was disgruntled; she hated seagulls. She hated the noises that they made, she hated the fact that they were everywhere, she even hated their annoying little beaks.
Seagulls, in her book, were little *its.
That would explain why she was so angry; one day, all of a sudden, thousands of seagulls had decided it'd be a great idea if they all joined together on the Aztec City. Bronwyn woke up in such an annoyed rage that a trail of seagull corpses could be seen trailing behind her as she walked through the city. This caused the seagulls to swarm her even more; they pulled at her fur and took away thick wads of it, and they landed in front of her, generally making walking around difficult.
"* you!" The femme snarled, shouting some other obscene words at the seagulls as she tried to make her way through the city.
//ahh this post sucks sorry!! + 1/5
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Bronwyn's eyes widened in alarm as Ran spoke, instinctively moving to stand closer to the otter in case she was serious. She relaxed once Cas arrived, offering her friend a warm smile, but continued to stand close to Ran, tensed and ready to leap across her path.
"Yeah, like Cas said; please don't throw yourself into the fire. All your little otter siblings would probably * me up pretty badly if you killed yourself on my watch," the femme said, chuckling to herself.
She stepped back as California arrived, her smile growing wider as she watched her tackle her sister. She never had any siblings, so she didn't grow up knowing what it was like to have one, but she wished she did; it seemed like, if they loved each other, siblings were the best thing ever.
Bronwyn listened to California speak and nodded supportively, gently adding on to what she said and responding to Cas' question in turn.
"It's kind of like basking in the sun, but it's a big fire. Everyone comes together and they all sing bonfire songs or tell scary stories or roast marshmallows or something like that. And, Cas, a marshmallow is a little squishy candy. It's made with sugar, I think, but it's really good. You usually put them on a stick and toast them over the fire, then pull them off and eat them. Why don't you try it?"
//3 am post ahhh
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ahh i really like the second and third ideas!! i feel like that places scavenger hunt seems really cool, but idk if we could pull it off tbh cx it has to be super well-orchestrated, but I think it could turn out really well c:
also the posting thread seems really cool as well, but it could be a bit unfair bc the same people could end up posting the money-making posts over and over :c maybe there could be prizes to each poster?? like if you posted 10 times or 15 times or smth you'd get 500 or 750 silver?? idk just throwing that out there
it's 3am here and i'm really nightdrunk sooo idk if this makes any sense but these are really cool ideas!!
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mmmm yes
she is open to everything except for capture/torture/maim!! i really want her to make some friends soo just post if you'd like a thread!!
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Bronwyn turned around, narrowing her eyes in an attempt to find one of her clanmates. She could barely see through the cloud of seagulls, but she managed to find a silhouette of someone.
Naturally, she tried to call to them, but she only got a word out before a seagull promptly squawked in her face.
The femme batted it away, trying to speak again. The seagulls kept disrupting her, over and over, a different one each time. Every time she knocked one out, another took its place.
Defeated, the femme sat down, her demeanor shifting from anger to mild annoyance.
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Bronwyn's strong suit had always been her state of mind. She was never broken; mental torture rarely worked on her. Anxiety and Depression were both things that she'd never suffer from.
That's why she was so reluctant to attend this mental defense thing; did she really need it, or would she be sitting there, bored out of her mind, waiting for it to end?
The femme sucked it up- Castiel was her friend, and it'd be nice to attend a class like this, even if she didn't need it. So Bronwyn approached with the same relaxed smile on her maw, sitting down and waiting for more of her clanmates to appear.
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Bronwyn approached in a track post.
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ahh what if they had an interaction thread where bron taught cali how to climb or smth?? idk, I could just imagine California seeing bronwyn in a tree or something and freaking out about wanting to get up there like she did cx
i'm open to any ideas though!!
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ahh i can make in an hour or two!
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ikr i really want them to be better friends
do you want to make it or should i?
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Bronwyn was the next to approach, the usual relaxed smile on her maw.
She took a few seconds to study the Windclanner before speaking, continuing to smile. "Thank you for the gifts, dearie. I'm, uh, I'm Bronwyn Dupont, a Liege here."
//rushed ++ yoo hamilton
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Bronwyn was the next to approach, having guessed correctly that this was a commune meeting. She stopped next to Yosaf, ears perked.
"We're talking about the welcoming committee here, right? We need to finalize everything." She murmured, trying to keep her statements for Yosafire only.
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Bronwyn hated water. It weighed her down; it clogged up her fur, and it got in her nose and ears. Water, to her, was absolutely horrible.
That, however, didn't mean she didn't want to participate. As long as she didn't get hit, it'd be fine, right? She'd stay dry and hide behind a rock or something.
The snow leopardess grabbed a few water balloons, cupping them in her massive paws before she darted behind a boulder. She peeked up over the edge, narrowing her eyes as she studied her clanmates. Omorose was pretty close, and he didn't seem too focused right now, so the femme lunged over the edge of the rock, chucking two water balloons at Omorose, hoping that she'd hit him.
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"Hit me up," Bronwyn called, padding over with an expectant smile.
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Bronwyn was the next to pad over, staring at Cory with curiousity decorating her gaze. She was an Exiler, sure, but she didn't seem harmful. Lewis and Cory were talking like old friends.
The femme kept calm for now, offering Cory a smile and a nod before she sat down next to Arabella.
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Bronwyn couldn't imagine what Scarlet was going through; the whole trip back, she had seemed dazed, confused, almost scared. It was terrifying to Bronwyn, to think of what they had done to her. When she had been captured, The Exiles never attempted any sort of brainwash or mental torture, but apparently they had brainwashed Scarlet.
The snow leopardess padded over with a sad smile on her maw, sitting down next to Scarlet and watching her for a few moments before speaking.
"Hey, are you okay? How are you doing?" She asked gently, curling her tail over her paws.
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Lucifer
yeah sure!! who makes?
Castiel
ooo yee okay! thank you c:
