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  • CLIMB EVERY MOUNTAIN | OPEN

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]"I treasure everyones words. I treasure everyones sentences, everyones names. I store them and keep them, be they idle threats or empty promises. I treasure all." His black eye glistened as he watched her. "Even your emptiness will be treasured, Olive Oil. There's nothing you can do that will ever kick me out. Not you." His ears pricked and the warm smile grew, gesturing at Sasha with his head. "Her, maybe. But you? Not a chance in the big blue sky that resides above us." Tail twitching, he bobbed his head politely. "Now if you don't mind me Olive Oil, I'll be grabbing myself food."



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  • THIS IS GONNA HURT! -- o, bloodclan raid

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]Oh now this couldn't be a good thing for his friends, could it? Bloodclan was big and Thunderclan was small. But with Barron here, surely the party would liven up? Maybe. The white feline teleported into the middle of the battle, many bodies barging into him after being shoved. He turns around and flashes his smile at the npcs but he is going for Tessa, the ringleader of the raid and the one he intends to maul. Teleporting to the front of the warlord in an attempt to surprise her, the supernatural unknown attempts to stab his claws into her snout and shoot electricity through her nose into her body. Could burn her nose or just hurt her. He wouldn't know unless he shapeshifted into a fly and flew up her nose. Nameless, his pet fly, began to circle Tessa's head, buzzing loudly.



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  • I'M BACK FOR THE FUN, BACK FOR THE THRILL // Rejoining

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]A rhino! What an amazing creature! He absolutely had to study it, dissect it, let its organs be on display for his eye to see. He wanted that. He stared at the russian rhino with his single black eye glinting and he padded forwards, curved appendages digging into the earth as he took a seat. The permanent warm smile grew as he spoke. "Hallo there, sweet thing! I am Barron! And from what my friend here Benedict says, your name is Stormyskies. How pretty! Like a storm, no? Ahahaha, very fitting indeed!" The white feline leaned back on his haunches and rubbed his forehead as he mulled over some things.



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  • THUNDERCLAN ♔ PLOTTING AND CHAT THREAD

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]guys I feel really bad
    lmfao almost everyone is gonna attack thunderclan bcs of barron I'M SAHRRYY!!



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  • THIS IS GONNA HURT! -- o, bloodclan raid

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]His eyes followed Athenia as she attempted to poison the water supply and a cold laugh escaped his lips as he teleported to the water and using water manipulation, contained the tainted water into a massive bubble. "Oh.. poor dear Athenia. I'm afraid things won't occur as easily as you might like." The supernatural unknowns black eye glittered as he moved the water bubble and attempted to drop the poisoned water bubble onto her. Hopefully she swallowed it. Now that would be irony for her! Killed by her own poison, intended for others.



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  • YOU CAN'T KILL ME / open, gifts + thunderclanner on border

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]Well. He choose Sunclan for a very specific reason. Now that Barrons alliance rested with Thunderclan, he was protected by the alliances that they held with other clans however Barron wasn't sure how he felt about that. He was one to soak up the danger, the thrill and all that came with it. But for now, he could try and bear with it! Besides, he was sure that people hated him enough to break their code and attempt to kill him. And if they did.. his claws glistened as he entered the sunbathe territory, making sure to stray before the border line. "Hallo my dear friends!" He wondered if any of them would remember the war he'd caused. His black eye glistened, the hole in his right eye something that made many stare. And who had been the cause of that emptiness? Phantom. But he was going to hit her back, just not yet perhaps.


    "I come with gifts from Thunderclan!" He cheerily presented a beautifully woven basket caked with sweets, roses, crystal weapons and freshkill. All they needed. His smile grew warmer.



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  • HERE FOR YOU TO TOUCH / open, gifts + thunderclan on border

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]"Hallo my dearest friends! I am Barron of Thunderclan, here with gifts!" He knew, from what Deutchstar said, that this clan no longer did allies. A very queer idea seeing as Skyclan seemed one to be pro and peaceful and smart but maybe they weren't all they seemed. He stood tall and smiled warmly, his one black eye gleaming as he awaited responses of the Skyclanner. Perhaps they'd hate him upon sight; he knew he looked like an ugly beast. Still, can't be helped!



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  • OOC | alright I'm doing anime week first thing

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]I KNOW WHO THIS ASSHOLE SHOULD BE I SAW A GIF AND IT WAS PERF LEMME GRAB IT



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  • YOU CAN'T KILL ME / open, gifts + thunderclanner on border

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]Slowly, his eye studied her body, holding nothing back as he let his black eye go wherever it pleased, not caring/minding if the deputy saw this. She didn't know him and he didn't know her, a perfect opportune for Barron to act like the polite gentleman he could be without his awful reputation and crimes tainting his name. The male smiled and decided to respond. "Forgive me for answering a question with a question but your face is familiar, may I ask your name?" He understood it may be considered slightly rude to ignore her first question but he sensed that if he spoke his name, then she'd know and he didn't want to spoil the surprise early. The white feline pushed the gift basket forwards as he questioned her.



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  • HERE FOR YOU TO TOUCH / open, gifts + thunderclan on border

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]"No, my dear friend! Inside this basket, there is candies, freshkill, some weapons and flowers. Not just herbs, I fear that Deutchstar would never be that dull." He chuckled, tail tip flickering. The feline studied Luca intently, leaning forwards slightly and humming a tune as the beat passed. "Might I ask your name, pretty man?" Well, he was pretty. He quite liked the brown fur, the bandages. It all fitted rather well, in his opinion. His black eye gleamed as he awaited Luca's response.



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  • YOU CAN'T KILL ME / open, gifts + thunderclanner on border

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]The white felines smile only grew as the suspicion festered in Partyanimals chest, his face a canvas of both warmth and interest as he studied the Deputy intently. "Partyanimal." He repeated, tail tip twitching to and fro. "I shall treasure that name forever. Now, do tell me, dearest friend; How is Sunclan fairing?" Deutchstar had asked for information and whilst Barron didn't much care for rules, he decided that this was something he wanted to know.


    Uh-oh! Time to ruin the surprise! His smile morphed into a grin, leaning forwards excitedly. "My name is Barron, Partyanimal. And how do you do?"



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  • KARMA'S GONNA COME COLLECT YOUR DEBT [p w/Barron]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]his right eye (the burn surrounded one) to be scooped out! and you can scar his back pretty badly :X3


    Silence engulfed the camp. He could not hear the chit chat of his fellow Boneclanners, nor could he hear the sing song of the birds that had once filled the area. It was ominous, it was. Barron smiled, his black eyes gleaming. Dear oh dear. And he turned around suddenly, his dark gaze on Phantom, warm smile stretched across his lips and his ears pricked erect. "How quaint. Perhaps I should've expected my friend to be mad! Perhaps, perhaps." And with a flicker of his ear, the white feline had teleported to the side of the male, grinning. "Calm down, my dear friend! Or as the youths say 'take a chill pill'." He laughed at that, black eyes glowing considerably with each second, whiskers twitching.


    "Now, I guess that I should fight with you. Claws and all. Teeth and all. Lets bite and bark." And with that, the supernatural unknown attempted to slam his paw right onto Phantoms face and stab his claws into the males cheek.



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  • Heartchart + Opinions 2.0

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]/ punts bar



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  • ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) (Open, return)

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]Oh! Barron was going to have fun by the looks of things. In his paws were several relatively sane, naiive members and one insane one and those were easier to control especially because Barron understood them well, their minds and how they worked. Grinning, the white feline padded over, his single black eye glinting as the sun shone in the clearing. "Hallo! Hallo friend!" The supernatural unknown spoke warmly, leaning forwards and attempting to kiss the male on the bridge of his dirty nose in 'greeting' before he'd slowly lean back and incline his head to the side. "My name is Barron, friend. How pleased I am to meet you even despite your rather fatigued appearance!"



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  • THUNDERCLAN ♔ PLOTTING AND CHAT THREAD

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]seconding this; school sucks XD


    so understand :-X



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  • Shots [Open + 4000 Post + Coma]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]Someone having a seizure was definitely not something you saw every day. Barrons eyes, or, eye had seen many things. Things that would scar and things that would break. He had seen seizures before; he had even made people go into them. But not one on the level that would put them into a coma. A first. With pricked ears, the white feline watched as Kate jolted about on the ground, her body shuddering as if a thousand electric volts were traveling to his body. It reminded him of all the times he electrified his victims to death, the little dances they did before the Grim Reaper collected their souls. Ahhh. He made no movement to help yet. People around him were crying for help and healers and some where shaking Barron, asking him to go search for help but he stared at Kate with that same warm smile on his lips.


    It ended and she was still as a rock. Only then did Barron begin to move. He walked towards the vampire and attempted to press his paw to her neck, feeling a pulse. He imagined squeezing his claws into her throat and he imagined the torrent of blood that would pour from her neck, unable to fight back because of the coma she was in. Alas, not yet. He moved his paw from her neck and tilted his head to one side. "I do think we need experienced healers here, my dear friends! Kate has gone into a coma." Barron had medical experience but it was only because he'd stolen the memories of a former doctor after possessing them. He had a lot of knowledge from his victims.



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  • See it now [Open + Herb Training Event]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]Well, Barron had some medical knowledge from a doctor he'd once possessed but not traditional herb knowledge that Kate seemed to posses. He was willing to take it from her. The male padded forwards and warmly smiled at the vampiress, awaiting for her to continue. Cobwebs for small bleeders. Rags/towels for big bleeders. He understood that. Barron took the new knowledge and kept it in a vault inside his head before crossing his alabaster paws over one another and letting his black eye sparkle.



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  • ALL MY FRIENDS ARE HEATHENS && open, m&g + q&a

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]The one eyed feline padded up with the same warm smile on his lips, thoroughly studying Michael as he came and took a seat besides Elvis. Grey fur, white underbelly. Yawned a lot which indicated that he was tired and maybe had a lack of sleep. Although it wasn't extremely noticeable, he could scent a slight blood scent. His black eye turned curious but he decided against mentioning it and instead tilted his head to the side. "Firstly, my name is Barron! It is a pleasure to meet you, my friend!" Ahh, he didn't know the males name. It was a Q and A, so he could ask. "Mind giving me your name?"



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  • [ OOC NOTE ] sO PEEPS DON'T GET CONFUSED

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]NOTED ! <3



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  • I DON'T WANT TO BE WITH YOU / open, q&A

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 500px;][justify][size=8]The idea had been inspired by that very nice chap he'd just met! Michael? Yes, Michael. His black eye slid around the environment and it's people. He liked the quarry. It was tall, the walls surrounding him. He could do so many things here. His claws kneaded the ground, rather enjoying the feeling of the soil surrounding his paws. "Hallo dear friends." The white feline called out and two npcs turned to him, their eyes sharply avoiding the ruined side of his face with its missing eye and burned skin. He didn't mind because it made him smile more. And smiling was good. "I'm hosting a Q and A! Ask my anything you want!"



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