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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆[color=#aa4466]—[color=white] [size=10px]praise つ ಥ_ಥ ༽つ thanks
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆—[color=white] [size=10px][ idk man shes controlling me ]
At his response she raised a nonexistent brow in confusion. He thought? Well that didn't help. Oh well. If she didn't know the rules she'd just break them. She was pretty good at that. So the girl cleared her throat, and tried to begin. [color=#0077dd]"So I don't really know what rapping is, but I admit I don't really care. But even with my lack of knowledge I can still kick your butt from over here. You see I am very talented at many things and in compliments I do succeed. Another I'm good at is beating people up with words so much that they bleed. So just you try, come on give it a go. But I think you already know. That I'm using way too many conjunctions and too much effort jut to start this crappy show," the girl spoke, fast like he had said, as she stayed in her relaxed pose. As she spoke she tried to keep eye contact with her 'opponent' but it was hard with all of the actions she was using with her paws to emphasize her speech. She wasn't being completely honest about one part, though. Sure she hadn't made someone bleed with words but she could annoy someone until their ears bled so she thought that would count.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆— [size=10px]Everyone positive opinions of her idea made her very happy but the approval from Warblerwing and Athena really made her confidence spike. Yes! But this also meant studying since no one knew much about the subject. That was surprising to her, though. Almost everyone here had issues with mental health so why wouldn't they try to educate themselves on it? Everyone was clamoring to hear and herbs but psychology was an afterthought. It just made her want to study it more. She was about to open her muzzle to speak when she heard Shrikekit.
Why wouldn't she want this? Maybe the kitten wasn't open to new things. No. That was crazy. They were a kitten. They had to be open to new things or else they wouldn't have the knowledge to survive in this world. She'd ask her about it.
[color=#0077dd]"Thanks. I'll start studying unless anyone more experienced wants to step up," she purred with a smile adorning her muzzle. [color=#0077dd]"Is there a certain subject you want me to cover?" she then asked. The question was directed at everyone but she really wanted to hear Shrikekit's opinion. Maybe if she covered a topic they feared they wouldn't be so scared of it.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆— [size=10px][ 200 posts whooo! ] The girl sat alone in the gathering room in the steamboat. For some reason most of her clanmates didn't spend much time in their camp. Maybe they thought it looked creepy or they were just trying to be hipsters. Probably the latter. Quiet, on the other hand, loved the creepy look of it. Though, she could admit, it lacked a few cobwebs here and there to complete it's look. Despite the lack of people she decided to start most of her little events here just to test how many members she could attract with just her beautiful voice and stunning personality.
"RIVERCLAN AND FORMER KNIGHTS!" she screamed. She the sat down with a smile as she watched confused and slightly worried npcs pad in. Her magic was already at work, huh? [color=#0077dd]"I am doing a truth or dare thing. Don't have it be too dirty, though. I'm only seven moons old and there are kits here. Shame on you for thinking about that," she spoke with a pouty face. She then ended her statement with a wink. [color=#0077dd]"Also try to include everyone if you can. Truth or dare is about learning about your fellow clanmates so if you don't know someone it's easy to ask them a truth to get to know more about them or a dare to see how far they're willing to do," she purred, wrapping her tail around her small frame.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆[color=#aa4466]—[color=white] [size=10px]The girl sat alone by the river. Why did all the emos sit by the river, she had no idea. She supposed it was because you could look in the water and try to view your soul. You could also watch the fish as they lived out their lives or get visions. Maybe that was only her. Oops. She was totally sane, why wouldn't you think that? They weren't really visions just imaginary worlds she created around her to live in. She had done this once before but she was too tired to create one now.
Ever since she had that dream she wouldn't let her sleep. She wouldn't even let herself blink unless her eyes burned. Once her eyes were closed she would be attacked by her own mind. Why was she so rude to herself? No cool, mind. That was partly why she was so interested in psychology. Helping people while you helped yourself. What was better than that? But right now she wasn't studying. Just shoving her face in and out of the freezing cold water to stay awake, her daily routine. Beauty tips; stay awake so you have bags under your eyes and slowly kill yourself! Goals.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆[color=#aa4466]—[color=white] [size=10px]long term plots would be v nice but i know they're hard to make. other than that i think riverclan's v g8
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆— [size=10px]The girl then burst through a set of bushes near to two female with a crazed look in her eyes. But she suddenly skid to a stop, raising a cloud of dust as she did so. Her light blue eyes were looking towards the sky. As her panting tried to regulate her breathing her eyes donned a confused look. Where did those birds go? She had been chasing them and now they were just gone. Did they fly off too fast? The girl lashed her tail, disappointed in herself for not being able to keep up. But when she raised a paw to her head to pull out tuft of white fur she saw Warblerwing and a stranger. She lowered her paw with a cute smile before padding over to the dead bird in between them.
"Nice one, Wub. Can I have the feathers?" the girl asked, looking up towards the riverguard with hopeful eyes. She was trying to make a blanket. Why? No reason. They were just comfy. She also wanted to have a hobby. Maybe that would distract her from her weariness.
She then padded over to the stranger and began to circle her. The girl wasn't trying to be threatening she was honestly just curious. She liked to inspect people. [color=#0077dd]"I'm Quietriot," the girl started before sliding under the girl's stomach to stand on the other side of her. [color=#0077dd]"What's your name?" she asked once she was standing, giving the stranger a playful wink.
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i'm not a fan of sudden big plots, but more like small changes that build up to something large. so it's easier to incorporate into the clan. i'm not sure what could happen, since a few things need to settle down before riverclan can prepare for a large, clan-wide plot, in my opinion anyway.
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[size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe #TAGHERE [/size]
GENERAL ;
jager | kalia x savant | male | five years | riverclan | black smoke | grey eyes | taken | heterosexual |
POWERS;
no powers
INTERACTION;
hard-medium | attack in bolded #585858 | no kill | no maim | pm for capture |
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| plot | biography |
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆[color=#aa4466]—[color=white] [size=10px]tru. dittoing
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆— [size=10px]When the girl saw everyone pile in her smile widened with joy. Yay! She actually had wondered if anyone would show. Riverclan had had so much going on lately she wondered if her charisma wouldn't work. But it had. What could she say? She was magical. Even some people showed up that didn't know her which was exciting.
[color=#0077dd]"Pleasure to meet you, Waverly," the girl greeted her despite being on her high horse. No, literally. Quietriot sat above those who had showed up on a rocking horse which was very unstable. So she jumped down to sit with her peers. [color=#0077dd]"Since a decent amount of people are here now we can begin but anyone can join at any time. Who would like to begin?" she asked, looking around to see if anyone would volunteer.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆—[color=white] [size=10px]The girl padded over to lean besides Jager. She knew him pretty well so he'd be fine with it. Even if he wasn't good luck getting her off. She would stick to others like bubblegum on the bottom of their shoes. She was sticky, sweet, and popped easily. Despite knowing Jager well they had grown a bit distant so it was prime time for some cuddles.
But this wasn't all about Jager. Who was at the border. The scarf made them look mysterious. [color=#0077dd]"Ooooh. So you're a cool cat? Well, in addition to what Jager said if you're not here on good terms prepare for trouble!" she purred. She then looked towards Jager for him to finish the chant. Despite her words sounding threatening the girl had spoken in such a bubbly tone that it would be hard to feel unwelcome by it.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆—[color=white] [size=10px][ i cant idk what im doing man. r.i.p. me ]
At his mention of her dad and him being a god she scoffed. [color=#0077dd][b]"Tool? You got one thing right. But I'll make sure that you don't win this fight. You see me, I don't know what I'm doing but at least I do know that I'm not fooling. You, your rhymes are falling in ruin and you don't even know that you're loosing. So step back. You think I'm gonna crack? Funny. You're just showing your lack of a sack and a good attack. Can't pick up the slack? If you really wanna go then p*ssy up cuz all you're really doing is cracking me up. You wanna keep going? Well pull out some decent insults, cause those aren't working and you won't like the result, hun. You think I'd kiss that? Not when you smell like rat. Stop being a brat and come up to bat or else you're gonna have to get babysat,"[b] the girl said as her rolpelayer hurriedly looked up rhymes because Pony didn't know how to freestyle.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆— [size=10px]When Cassius spoke up the girl turned her gaze towards him. She didn't know the male very well but it was nice to see him stepping into the game. [color=#0077dd]"Take it away," the girl said with a nod of approval.
Her attention then turned towards Brooklynkit. Wasn't she Jager and Minnow's daughter? Cute. Quiet thought she'd never like someone enough to have kits with them. She was worried she'd be a bad parent because her own didn't really give her an example of how to be a good one. They didn't give her an example of how to be a parent at all. But at least she they weren't a bad influence. Yeah. She'd look at the bright side of things.
Sitting out? [color=#0077dd]"That's fine," the girl purred before focusing her attention back onto the former Knight. Sitting out was just like playing the game without the risk so that was a smart choice.
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@beatles, 
frostsoul 1
, Quiet could have one with them but could you make? i can if you want but im kinda busy rn
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆— [size=10px]The girl looked towards the entrance with her eyes narrowed in determination. She hadn't ever been drunk but that was about to change. She couldn't see those dreams again and no one would help her stay up so this was her next step. Sweets didn't work so she'd do this. But she still wouldn't drink anything that didn't taste good so she was about to be very disappointed in liquor. She then looked over to male beside her who was terribly drunk.
He was making such a fool of himself. She let her serious facade go and laughed. [color=#0077dd]"Don't call me that. I prefer Queen," the girl said as she shook her head towards the male. Despite her words her tone was playful and bubbly. She then turned back towards the door and lowered herself into a hunter's crouch.
[color=#0077dd]"Ready?" she asked. Then she would have to wait for his reply. It probably wasn't her best idea to ask him to help her rob a place when he was drunk but it was too good to pass up. He also was just too fun to play with. Despite that, she needed to make sure he wouldn't mess up or else they'd have a huge issue on their paws. She was talking about the pound; the human jail for animals that was near impossible to get out of. Just thinking of it made a shiver run down her spine.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆— [size=10px]The girl approached feeling pretty dull. She hadn't slept in a few days and she was drained. She could feel the supply of bubbly energy she had cooking inside of her beginning to run out and it sucked. But once she saw Flashcannon she could feel some of it become restored.
The feline in front of her was pink. How did that happen? The girl was instantly jealous of their beautiful fur. So instead of standing beside someone to introduce herself she did what she always did when something interested her. The feline ran over to the stranger and began to circle them. Of course, this wasn't meant to be threatening. She was just inspecting this new creature.
The girl then wiggled underneath the feline and began to mess with their forelegs. Quiet didn't know if they would like that or not but they just interested her so much that she had to poke them. So many members around here had metal this or that but she hadn't grown as interested in those as this one. That was mostly because with this creature's character she assumed they would be open to her examining them. But it didn't take long until she was sliding out from underneath then and onto the side opposite of where she had started to circle them. [color=#0077dd]"Hun, you look amazing. How in the world did you get your fur to be pink?!" she gasped as she climbed onto them to get a better look.
The girl then jumped off and retreated to stand beside Tadashi. Well, not really besides. She was leaning on him, of course.
That was when she saw how they were treating everyone around them. It was a lot like how she could act. [color=#0077dd]"I'm Quietriot. You're absolutely great! It sounds like someone's trying to overthrow me as Riverclan's resident cool cat," the girl purred, winking playfully at the feline. Despite her threatening words she spoke in a bubbly tone. But if the male was actually trying to overthrow her as queen bee they would have serious issues.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆—[color=white] [size=10px]The girl purred once she heard Waverly's response. She liked this female. Unlike others she didn't freak out when Quietriot had started inspecting her. Was she curious as well. That would make sense. Usually if someone sees someone else acting the same way they would they don't say anything about it since they already understand the other's mind set. At least, they seem to. Each animal had a different mindset and a different way they did things. Even if one's backstory is the same as another's they still have different motivations and values. Oops. She didn't mean to go too deep.
When she heard that Waverly didn't have a last name either she got even more curious about her. [color=#0077dd]"You don't like last names either? I have one but because of my daddy issues I prefer not to use it. You know, to be rebellious and such," the girl purred with a smile on her muzzle. Of course, she wasn't asking for the girl's last name. She just thought it was nice to see someone else rebelling against last names with her.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆—[color=white] [size=10px][ ive been using rhymezone too omg. how about neither of them will give up so they come to an agreement like happy does something for her and she does something for him because they now have mutual respect. btw this kinda sucks but idk. oops ]
[color=#0077dd]"At least I'm smarter than you. You got your education from a zoo. Is that where you get your meat too? While you're camping and drink cheap liquor I'm getting quicker. You'll bicker but you already know I'm sicker. My newfound skill makes me grin, while your rhymes are fit for the bin. Oops. Didn't mean to get under your skin. Just kidding. I did and now I'm going to win. the purred, getting up to circle the male as she spoke.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆— [size=10px][ your posts are good, man. no she doesnt but stead would be amazing as a mentor!!! ]
When the girl saw Steadfast grabbing a mouthful of water she gasped. She then tried to sink under the water to dodge the stream but she was too late. It splashed her forehead and she coughed due to the water when she tried to laugh. But she easily swam back up to the surface. "And I thought you had class. Just kidding, good one," she purred with a playful tone.
The girl's train of thought was then interrupted by his question. [color=#0077dd]"Yep! I'm gonna learn all about kicking butt," she replied before grabbing her own mouthful of water to make a fountain above her. [color=#0077dd]"Dude try this it's like it's raining," she spoke before repeating the action with another mouthful of water.
Sadly, if the male wanted to make Riverclan proud Quietriot wasn't the best choice. Her morality code was a bit messed up due to the lack of parental figures in her life and her immaturity made it so she didn't care. Her goal wasn't to make anyone but herself proud which could be good and bad at the same time. But in the end you're going to be the one to have to deal with yourself so you had to treat and love yourself, ya know. Oops. She was getting too deep wasn't she?
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