"A bit." Noodle rasped out, a smile on her maw at the compliment. It was becoming a tad harder to talk since a dog had bit into her throat, but she continued to remain optimistic. "Thank's for coming. I was beginning to wonder if anyone besides the band and I played anything." Her ears flattened as she made her way to the keyboard, flicking on its switch. "We can all practice with something easy. Instruments differ, but notes all sound the same."
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The siamese flattened her ears at the answers. So a cyborg survived. She wasn't entirely sure if it was the same one from the incident of the past, but Noodle wasn't going to take any chances. She glanced back over to Murdoc when he approached, hew eyes narrowing even further when she saw him looking dumbstruck. "Shocked, Mur? I think all three of us are."
OOC: Nah 2D and her remember the old cyborg noodle XD And neither of them are happy 'bout it
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im strung out and hyped up on caffine playing Town of Salem
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"Everyone's here to watch me die." That was the only thought that came through her mind as her eyes almost closed with her pained breathing. This was either going to be the death of her, or the possible death of her career. Or maybe if that loner came back, it would be the death of him and everyone would celebrate. The feline shifted onto her back, letting the deeper wounds be visible, as well as the scar around her neck. She tried to speak, but she only coughed out a bit of blood.
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"It very much is." Noodle answered softly as to not agitate her sensitive vocal chords. "Clockwise, those are the drums, the guitars, an ocarina, a flute, and this is a keyboard I nicked off of someone. All easy to play except for maybe the flute, but who knows." She smiled. "I didn't build the keyboard, but I built all of the string instruments and drums you see here."
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"And I thought our group was the weirdest in the bunch." Noodle thought. Gorillaz may be into some freaky stuff, but they couldn't top this. Either Murdoc would get along swimmingly with the deer, or try to strangle him with the leftover guitar string. "So what are you doing here, then?" The pointed feline asked, raising her head and watching the three with rapt attention and something of disgust. "Are you here to join, to visit, spreading some news someone wanted for us?"
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"Clans, though that's what I thought they were called too." Noodle gently corrected, flattening her ears for a moment as she felt a bit more blood bubble at the back of her throat. This one seemed very nice, which was a good turnaround compared to the usual rabble WindClan got. "Are you looking to join us, then?"
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"You're very much welcome to join." Noodle spoke up, remembering their auto-acceptance policy. The scarred feline sat down near Felix, looking at the strange hybrid with curiosity, and in some part of her, wonder. She'd never seen anything like this, and she had seen a lot of strange things in her travels. "I could make a song about him." She thought, curling her tail over her paws, gently bushing it against her small guitar on her back, leaving the air humming with its vibrations. "I'm Noodle. Welcome to WindClan."
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After seeing some of Murdoc's old tatoos, Noodle knew what they were and was slightly disgusted by them. So when she saw her great dane bandmate drunk off of his tail and trying to curse at Murdoc, who wasn't even here, the she-cat frowned. "Stuart, what did you do out there?" She asked, her voice a bit tense as her tail lashed back and forth.
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Mornafterevening everyone!
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"'D, come on, lets get you back to one of the shacks." For once, she was agreeing with her cyborg counterpart. She'd seen him drunk before, but he'd never been pissy to anyone except for Murd and maybe Rus when he was like that. "You can go scream at Murdoc when you're not like that." The domestic's tail twitched as she ran off after her friend.
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"Orokana yarō." Noodle couldn't help but spit out, a little disgusted with Wraith's attitude that she's seen. The scarred she-cat looked away from the two, focusing more on the joiner and giving her a friendly smile. "Welcome to WindClan. I do hope you like it here."
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Yeah to both! Either of you wanna make it or me?
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Hogs were disgusting to Noodle. An animal that could eat all in its path couldn't be healthy. She always expected finding some bit of metal, or maybe fur and teeth, inside of the muscle the creature used to gobble up more slob. So when the domestic feline caught the scent of the cooked species, she immediately felt the urge to throw up. "They eat pig here?" She couldn't help but mentally curse. "Great."
Despite her vast hatred for pork and pork based things, she was not a rude cat. She'd take a bite to be polite, and internally scream and fuss about it later in her head. The WindClanner stepped out of her bare and bones den, perking her ears up in a cheerful fashion at the sight of the cooked meat. "Breakfast sounds delicious. Thank you...uhh...I don't know your name yet, but thank you." The scar covered feline said, sitting down next to one of the smaller portions and taking a bite into it.
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Another meet and greet. It was quickly becoming tiresome to the she-cat, but she knew it was the best way to meet others. Noodle quickly stepped to the scene, get guitar on her back as her tail gently strummed against the wires connected to it, making a soft vibration in the air. "Hello." She greeted with a small smile. "I'm Noodle. Warrior and Musician of WindClan."
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The last time someone had left the ban, it wasn't long before everyone went their separate ways. Noodle flattened her ears when she saw her friend and bandmate clearly packing to get away from this place. She settled down next to 2D, her gaze on his bag until she finally spoke up. "You're going to visit, right?" WindClan was beginning to grow on her. She knew she would stay, at least for now. But she didn't want to lose her friends either.
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Noodle didn't speak, but she stepped up next to Kate and looked at the potential joiner with a very neutral expression. She wasn't overly curious like the kit, or hesitant like Kate. Honestly, the stream of steady people was becoming a bit boring to her. "What they said." She said with a tired infliction in her voice.
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"I play some, but not all of them. My main expertise lays with my trusty guitar." Noodle answered, pulling the stringed instrument off of her back and placing her claws on the tough string. She swipped her paw across it, letting the vibrations touch the air.
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"I know you don't, 'D. But Mur, Rus, and I are all gonna miss you too much if you don't visit once or twice. Where are you going to go, anyway?" If he wasn't gonna visit them, she was going to visit him no matter where he went.
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"Cool." Noodle shrugged her shoulders, sitting next to Stuart. The body seemed to mimic Murdoc's personality perfectly.
OOC" Low muse why
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