Posts by AMATERASU PRAELIUM

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]High school. The time to make friends, to socialize, and to lose your virginity at an early age. It was truly an irritating time for the young blonde. The whole concept of attending school with such monsters was truly disgusting. He had wanted to continue being home-schooled by his tutors at home, but his father had denied his request. Garon wanted him to experience a more quote unquote, 'entertaining education'. The lousy business man had even implied for him to 'produce a heir' for their family. The young blonde bit the bottom of his lip at the revolting idea. Did his father see him as some kind of animal in heat? Though then again, this was the father that had a total of four concubines in his life.

Leo Nohrian was the second eldest son of the famous businessman, Garon Nohrian. He had two older siblings that were already in college, one younger sister in middle school, and an adopted sister that went to highschool with him. His father was in charge of the world-renown company, Nohr Corporation. Leo was currently wearing the school's navy blue uniform along with some tan khaki pants. His shoes were a clean pair of leather loafers. Everything about the boy was sharp and proper.

The teen sighed as he exited through the door of his father's limousine. He lazily waved a hand in thanks as his maid, Felicia, handed him his lunch box. Hopefully the food she had cooked for him was edible this time. Yesterday's beef stew had been a complete nightmare for his tastebuds. The student council president glanced at his silver watched and frowned. It was already third period, so he guessed he was late again. Oh well. At least it was lunch now. He combed his ebony headband through his golden locks before he stepped into the large building. The genius had missed two of his AP classes; he would have had to collect the homework and notes from his teachers later on in the day.

Carrying his lunch box in one hand, the slender male carefully strolled up the stairs. He shot the students that passed him an unimpressed glare, before he pushed his way into the lunch room. Leo nearly cringed as the cries of screaming students entered his ears. Disgusting. Truly disgusting. His icy, amber hues searched around for an empty table. The one that caught his eye had only one person seated on it. "I guess that'll do..." he grumbled as he hesitantly took a seat in front of Takumi. He placed his lunch box onto the table and popped the lid of the thermos open. Judging from the delicious smell of the soup, Leo assumed that the stew had been cooked by Jakob this time. At least he could have lived another day now. He took out a silver spoon and scooped out a tiny piece of meat and soup. As he took a small bite of it, he dabbed his mouth with a napkin.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]her apprentice?
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]The tan combatant ambled over to where Tama's den was, while humming a soft tune to himself. He glanced from left to right, in search of the petite serval before he took a seat a few feet away from the hut. Ato glanced at his paws and took a deep breath. Slightly opening his maw, he called out for the female. "Oi Tama. Can I hold a training session?" The lanky feline gripped his violet scarf as he continued to stare at his forepaws. "I don't think anyone has hosted one yet, so I was wondering if I could..."
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]A bored frown was set on the feline's maw as he entered the battlefield. So this was the territory of the ever so famous clan, The Exiles. In all honesty, it wasn't much of a sight to the tom. The only fortunate thing about the area, was that the terrain was flat and safe. There didn't seem to be many obstacles that got in the way of fighting. Whether he was being bias here or not, Ato felt that Blizzardclan's territory was much more extravagant. The lanky feline followed behind Lucina and glanced around for an enemy to attack. His sharp, honey optics found their way over to Takumi's battle. The combatant's hues widened in slight surprise when the albino attacked himself. Rather than laughing at his rival's strange behavior, he chose to check on the male instead. The blonde tom warily began to approach the paladin trainee. Even if they didn't have the best relationship, Takumi was still a clanmate. Their rivalry shouldn't have gotten in the way of their battles.

As soon as he began to pad closer, he stopped in his tracks to see an ominous figure hovering over Takumi's body. A bemused scowl crossed his lips before he unsheathed his claws to attack the Exiler. Though before he could land a hit on the stranger, the male had already disappeared with Takumi. Ato clenched his teeth as he stared at the area his comrade's body had previously been on. He hesitated on searching for the male, but stopped himself to regain his composure. Takumi may have possibly been captured, but they were still in the middle of a battle. He averted his cold gaze to the other Exilers and searched for one to attack.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]atoningpaw has logged on.
atoningpaw: gods. not another one of these.
atoningpaw: and by the way, drinking alcohol is not healthy for your body...
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]omg lobster locks

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]"I think the nickname, poopsy-doodle, fits him perfectly." Atoningpaw purred as he approached the trio of Blizzardclanners. Shooting the ivory feline one last leer, he turned his gaze back to Cornflower. The tan colored sighed as he felt a raindrop hit the tip of his nose. In all honesty, Ato wasn't much of a fan of the rain. It was nice to look at and whatnot, but he disliked being in it. The blonde feline scooted himself away from the others and chose to take a seat beneath a nearby tree. He leaned against the cool bark before he continued on to jostle up the archer. "Anyways, it wouldn't be wise to train in this weather. Some of us might get sick, which will get in the way of our future battles. Though I'm [b]sure you knew that, your highness."[/b]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Atoningpaw was seated just a few feet away from the albino, silently muttering to himself. The flaxen combatant was casually reading a novel without a care in the world, as he had better things to do than to scan the territory for joiners. The title of the book was Lord of the Flies. He had discovered it under the piles of books in their library, decaying and falling apart under the poor conditions of the environment. The setting and plot were what peeked the male's interest into reading the book as he was a sucker for the classics. A sigh escaped his parted maw, before he flipped to the next page. From what he could see so far, the characters in the story were an interesting bunch; he found himself relating to most of them. Ato had already chosen out his favorite character too. While the leader was loyal and all, he was a close second to one of the side characters. The fella being known as 'Piggy', was the intellectual type like him. He often chose to stick with logic over emotion, something the apprentice was also known for.

As the blonde tabby bookmarked the current chapter he was on, he conjured a highlighter to color in some words to memorize. The slender feline drew a small line across the paper, before he stopped to glance around the snowy forest. His icy amber hues searched the area, uncertainty looming within them. He couldn't grasp the feeling he was having in his chest; it was as if his conscious was warning him about something or someone. Just as he was about to lift himself up, a stranger's voice echoed throughout the land. The husky mew of the male startled the feline a bit. His sharp ears managed to catch a bit of what the intruder had muttered. It was a bit alarming to hear that the creature was either dying of starvation or sending him a warning. He scowled as he placed his bets on the latter. Atoningpaw hesitantly lifted himself off of the ground and sauntered over to the voice in a slow pace.

His narrowed luminaries closed in on the mound of snow beside an oak tree. He arched an eyebrow in a perplexed manner. Was the pile of snow...moving? Atoningpaw pondered over the idea for a few seconds before he quickly shook his head at the nonsensical idea. Now he was just being foolish. The lanky combatant would had ignored the pile of snow and continue on with his day, until it began to scream again. He jumped a few pawsteps away from the mound and stared at the shivering figure in awe. Apparently, there really was a creature underneath the snow. Maybe it was a spy sent from one of their enemies. Though what kind of spy was stupid enough to get stuck in snow? What if the animal was similar to those of the boys in his book? He could have been some wild, rabid monster for all he knew. As Ato continued to listen to the shouting male, he felt his irritation begin to grow. "Annoying..." he muttered under his breath. Whoever this was, certainly had a loud voice. He had had enough of this mess. Atoningpaw lifted the hem of his violet scarf as he murmured in a firm voice, "Who are you, you suspicious creature? And what do you think you're doing here?" Although it was a bit rude compared to asking the male a simple 'name and business', the tom felt that the stranger was a threat to their clan. A snarl crossed his lips as he glared at the mountain of snow.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]atoningpaw: snails are disgusting
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Atoningpaw had been one of the few to have witnessed Takumi's capture. He remembered how powerless he had felt when the albino had been taken away by Iago. In some ways, the combatant blamed himself for the paladin trainee's capture. He should have reacted sooner; maybe the Exlier could have been stopped. Guilt fills his heart as he follows after the other females. He stands a few feet away from Lostboy and stares at the floor. For some odd reason, he can't get himself to meet the tom's gaze. The lanky feline doesn't know what to say at the moment. He can't even come up with a witty insult as he feels that it wouldn't be appropriate for the situation at paw. His dull irises narrowed while he gazed up at the archer. As he parted his lips, he managed to utter two words. "You're...back,"
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]The blonde tabby tipped his head in respect as Margaery accepted his suggestion. "Hmm. Thank you then, Margaery." he mused. Atoningpaw nodded his head in thanks to the female and turned around to leave. Though just as he did this, Tama happened to arrive after the chocolate point. Speak of the devil. He refrained from rolling his eyes as the serval addressed him with his nickname. The combatant listened in silence to what the wildcat had to say, before he carefully sought out his answer. He bit the side of his bottom lip. "...I was thinking of a sparring session. I want to see how my clanmates fight, so I was planning to have a duo spar with each other. As I watch them fight, I can see what they have to work on. Maybe I can hone their skills and abilities by picking out their faults, while I learn a thing or two about battling?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]//ahhh sorry i've delayed my reply for this private thread! i completely forgot about it
though if it's fine with you, can we timeskip a bit and get to the fight?
how bout instead of ato being all like "you're not my real sister!", he and lost get pissed off at each other as they talk about takumi being her brother? (cause he doesn't know that yet)
she can like reveal it to him and then he takes it all really badly.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]dittoing everything that's been said above.
honestly, I find tama to be an interesting character because she's different from the rest. she's not the typical menacing, foul-mouthed leader that i see in most clans. she's bubbly and kind to her clanmates yet also very fierce in her battles. overall, tama's awesome.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]her uncle?
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Atoningpaw strode over to sit beside his niece, while staring at the stranger in mild curiosity. The lab coat the wildcat was wearing was an odd sight to me, as not many creatures wore the attire in Blizzardclan. He took a wild guess and assumed that the newcomer was either a doctor, a scientist, or a try hard. The others seemed to be introducing themselves, so the blonde followed along. After Candypaw finished her introduction, he began his. "I'm Atoningpaw Praelium, a combatant...Nice to meet you," he quietly murmured before he drew his paw to his face.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Atoningpaw stood beside his mentor in a rushed, museless post.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]yusss i m proud of u child
*pats head*
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Atoningpaw unconsciously leaped back as the archer drew an arrow at Tama. Unlike Lacelock, the male wasn't loyal enough to use himself as a shield for the serval. Although he hated to admit it, Ato was quite selfish when it came to his own life. He wasn't the type of guy that would have sacrificed himself for just anyone. With the only exceptions being Lostboy or Wisteriapaw, he didn't have the urge to be a scapegoat for another. His amber eyes narrowed into icy slits as he watched Takumi in a wary manner. Although they were rivals, the blonde knew that this wasn't like Takumi. The albino tom was annoying and bratty, but he wasn't the type of guy that would've betrayed his own clan. It was gross to think about, but he and Takumi had similar thoughts and ideas when it came to certain things. He flicked an ear as he caught the prince's words. Apparently, he felt that he was a shadow. This was something that he himself could actually relate too. Like Takumi, Ato felt that he was shadowed by his siblings; he secretly felt inferior to Lostboy.

Atoningpaw opened his mouth to deny his sister's statement, but begrudgingly refrained himself as he was met with her warning gaze. One bad move and the paladin trainee could have had another temper tantrum. He couldn't risk the chance of putting his clanmates in danger, so the combatant stayed silent. He stared at the other tom with a frown. Though after a minute, his lips lifted to form a faint smirk. A dry chuckle escaped from his maw as he began to speak. "I always knew you weren't the brightest, but I didn't think you could have been this stupid." His leer transitioned into a cold glare. "Try to open your eyes and think for once, you dolt. These guys aren't your enemies, they're your clanmates. Although I can't say I do, everyone here respects you." He drew a small breath before he continued on with his blunt speech. "Before you go on with your selfish accusations, try to be reasonable here and think for once. Don't get ahead of yourself and hurt the last people that care about you...Takumi,"
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]#best big sister 2k16

i really love her character and enjoy her interaction with ato. she's really considerate and patient with him and i think that's what helps me improve his character. if he loses her, i don't know what he'd do (he'd probably be dead inside) anyways, i'm excited for the future plots you have in store for her.
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