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  • THE RUN AROUND - open, visiting

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]A visiting ex-BloodClanner on the border was beginning to turn into a trend. First Blue, now Ruin? Alyssa wasn't going to complain though, because one day she would probably be on these borders asking for Talia or Russian, if her brother appeared again. "Uh, anyone in particular you were hoping to see?" Questioned the young machete-wielding child with a curious blink of her eyes.


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  • IM THE DOCTOR, IM THE PATIENT // herb training, open

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]Alyssa hated medicine. It was confusing to comprehend and understand properly, so she just let the medics do their thing. The lack of Beth being around to whack a wad of cobwebs on a cut was weird, but that was life. "I'm guessing those two are good for you." She gestured towards the thyme and celandine, shrugging. "And they're bad for you." Her paw shifted over towards the wild garlic and water hemlock.


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  • walk with shadows | o, spy program

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]Spying. The idea of becoming someone else and burying yourself in another's identity was spookily satisfying, so why not put herself forward? She didn't have shape-shifting or any powers like that, she would need to drench herself in herbs and other strong scents to disguise the BloodClan-ness surrounding her. "I'll put myself forward, I guess." Shrugged the small husky as she trotted over, machete in tow.


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  • cold blood killer / private, spies

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]Ah, official spying talk. It was weird having a secret responsibility that not many people shared, but it was also.. Satisfying. The husky sauntered over and listened to Duskmire silently, her mind working to figure out their enemies. "I can go anywhere, I don't mind." She wasn't fussy when it came to choosing things: she let others pick for her and unless she had a huge complaint, that was usually what she did.


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  • joining / like a champion

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]Another joiner? That was good news, they couldn't have people slacking all day like a few weeks ago, when activity had hit an all time low. Then again, she had had been part of the problem... Anyways Alyssa sauntered towards the group, her pale visionaries flickering over Fitch curiously. "I'm Alyssa, welcome to BloodClan."


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  • KISS ME ON THE MOUTH - OPEN, "JOINER"

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]NOTICE: SPYING AS PENELOPE IN RIVERCLAN.


    Hiding her true identity was difficult compared to her fellow spies. She didn't have multiple possessions or anything handy like that, only lousy scent and pelt manipulation, but that was good enough. Alyssa didn't dare ask for anymore than that. The grey and white husky markings were replaced by brown and white ones instead, so the pinkish scars from her traumatic time in DarkClan were almost invisible. Her BloodClan scent was replaced with the sweet scent of honey, summer and everything nice. She almost gagged when the wind changed and her own façade scent smacked her straight in the face.


    Alyssa - now known as Penelope - approached the RiverClan border with confident steps. "Hello"? Beamed the brown husky in the most cheerful tone she could muster. "My name's Penelope! I'm here to join, if you'll have me."

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  • DON'T STOP | MEETING 7/8

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]Since Wishy wrote all a huge long post out and it all got deleted, she was too lazy to write up another. Penelope padded over with a huge grin on her face and clapped her paws for the promoted clan-mates. "Congrats!" Called the brown marked husky encouragingly.


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  • KISS ME ON THE MOUTH - OPEN, "JOINER"

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]So far so good, she supposed. This wouldn't be so hard. "Thank you, thank you." Smiled the younger girl as she glanced around the camp; it was an interesting location to say the least, a human ship? A place like that had never even crossed her mind. Hearing Tadashi's question, Duskmire's voice rung loud and clear in her head. "Do you think I could get a tour.. If you're not too busy? I'd hate to get lost."


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  • LET ME HEAR YOUR WAR CRY | open, monthly training session

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]God, she hated the whole partner thing. She always did, even when she was a mere sperm in Sola's stomach. The knowing feeling she would be the last one left without a friend or family member to saddle up with, despite this being one of her favourite things. The small husky sauntered with her machete in tow, unsure of what to do.


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  • SHARPEN YOUR SWORDS | open, weapons + armor + more

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]"Where'd you find this?" Questioned the husky as she approached, her gaze flickering over the large amount of useful supplies. She often went on small runs around the territory to scavenge in random, isolated human cabins, but there was never anything like this. She picked up a small, leather handled knife and turned it around in her claws awkwardly. "Cool." Alyssa smiled.


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  • BLOODCLAN'S JULY CHOICE AWARDS **RESULTS ARE UP**

    OOC AWARDS


    Most active: Wiess
    Most helpful:
    Most plots: Lexi
    Most well known:


    IC AWARDS


    Favourite overall character: TALIA TALIA TRASH SINCE 2014 KILL ME
    Favourite high position: Duskmire
    Favourite non high position:
    Favourite male: HBK
    Favourite female: Tessa
    Favourite couple: Eva + HBK mum & dad of bloodclan tbh
    Best ship:
    Best crack ship:
    Favourite dead/inactive character (yes, seriously xD): WHOA um um Russiansolider ?? yah
    Scariest character:
    Most spontaneous character:
    Friendliest character: Athenia


    MOSTLY LIKELY TO


    Burn the world to ashes: Lucy
    Go insane and become a crazy cat lady:
    Steal a cop car and hide from the police:
    Steal a dead body: Talia to eat it
    Be a the cop that had their car stolen:
    Start a band: I can HBK being the lead of an old grunge band idk
    Be the reason the band breaks up:

  • we're caught in the crossfire / open, gift giving

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]"I'll take BlizzardClan if you guys don't mind." Announced the husky with a firm nod as she materialized beside her clan-mates. She was getting used to teleporting, but the furthest she had gone was BloodClan's territory. Maybe she could try getting at least halfway to BlizzardClan... Huh, a challenge, she always liked those.


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  • REVAMP + idea, o

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]She remembered Eva reboosting the ambassador programme a few weeks ago, but she had been too busy in her work around the Clan to properly take part. This time she was eager to nab an ally to check up on, preferably somewhere interesting and exotic. Alyssa padded over and remained silent.


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  • NO WONDER I HAVE MOMMY ISSUES + open exiler spy info

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]"You fucking idiots." Seethed the child as she practically stumbled over, her pale eyes wide with surprise and annoyance. "Has it never occurred to you we might have spies here as well? Anyone from here to camp heard you yapping your mouth about that info." She mentally groaned, her mind blackening at the edges at the anger that coursed through her veins. Calm It, Alyssa. warned the husky pup as she rooted her paws shoulder-width apart, her breaths slightly laboured. "Next time discuss it in private or something. Use telepathy, I don't know, just don't yell it for everyone to hear, okay?" Jesus. She was a kid and even she understood that.


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  • think i'm dumb, maybe just happy | oneshot

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]Congrats on hitting 1k! I'm gonna track this for the moment so I can read it and reply tomorrow after school, but I just skimmed it and it looks awesome 0:


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  • DYING WITH EVERY STEP ;; joining?

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]Alyssa didn't really like RiverClan either: it was really fast-paced, within minutes of stumbling up on their border in her new transformed her, two people had approached her already. There was too much to look for. But she would try. For now the husky was staying for a few hours in BloodClan, and when she saw Fitch with a stranger on the border, she couldn't help but teleport over. The younger female remained curious as she let her pale visionaries drift over Cian.


    / Welcome to BloodClan! c:


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  • I'M MAKING A MISTAKE -- OPEN, JOINING

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]Once again, a joiner. Alyssa had gotten the hand of approaching and welcoming joiners since she was young, crawling around, stumbling over confusing words. She was barely bigger than she had been when she was born, but that didn't stop the young husky as she sauntered over. Her pale gaze flickered over Lucid before being drawn back to the machete laying at her feet.


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  • NOT TOMORROW YET - open, torture

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]Negan. Alyssa had been wondering where the mysterious man had walked off to, with his baseball bat and lack of people skills. Something about him was eerily... calming. She knew she should be running in the opposite direction, but not today, she wanted to see what was going to happen. The husky teleported to hover beside Talia, face drawn into a blank, expressionless mask.


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  • OH NO TH CHILD]] o, captured!

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; line-height: 14px; width: 470px;]Muffles and her weren't exactly friends-- Alyssa wasn't sure how to make friends, let alone keep a friendship running smoothly, but she wanted to help a clan-mate out. "I'll come as backup or whatever." Nodded the husky, her machete slipping from her grasp and flipping through the air; it spun for a few seconds before falling back towards her paw. The General/2nd Tier caught it by the handle and shrugged. The Exiles. Hadn't been there in a long time. "Wonder if that bitch Dystopia is still around. She likes to capture kids." The sensation of the Exilers claws over her soft baby fur was all too familiar.


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