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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 440px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 137%; margin-top: -5px;]a few miles away from the southern border to the garden, clouds began to darken and swirl. the wind would pick up as a heavy speed and soon the clouds would start to twist and grow lower to the ground. the distant rumblings of a storm became louder before a quick flash of lightning struck the earth, scorching the grass and leaving it smoldering as the wind suddenly slowed.

the clouds would begin to depart and soon enough it was as if nothing had happened. although, there was just one difference. in place of where the lightning struck was the form of a civet, limp and almost lifeless if it weren't for the rise and fall of his chest indicating it was still alive. it remained that way for several minutes and soon enough scavenging birds circled it, the peck of their beaks making it wake up and hiss in defense. the vultures would back away and give him enough time to rise to his paws tiredly, looking around with vibrant pink eyes.

as he gained his strength the asian palm civet heave a sigh of relief when realizing no one was following him. it had only taken three dimensions to lose them! luckily he didn't have to run anymore, he was too tired for this crap. from the form this dimension caused him to take, his paws hurt, and ached. his head was pounding from the use of powers it took to get here and he suddenly became aware of the blood dripping down his nose.

time to find shelter. was his instinctive thought. blinking his large round eyes, the mammal padded through the crowding vultures waiting for him to collapse, and followed a distinctive scent of flowers that caught his attention. the white marks above his eyes crinkled together in curiosity and he scampered on, gradually regaining his strength in his muscles to continue on just long enough before finding a marked area. this was obviously some heavy scented territory; meant to be known as a warning not to trespass, if he was correct.

well, then he would wait until given permission to pass through. with a tired exhale, scout would ease down to the ground and rest is head over his paws, and wait.

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 440px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 137%; margin-top: -5px;]while the civet laid idly, trying to lick the scent of smoke away from his thick, shaggy fur. it proved to be useless, though, as it wasn't going to go away anytime soon with just his tongue. ears pinned back, scout would narrow his eyes and look ahead of him, before suddenly catching something out from the corner of his eye. another voice filtered through and the scent of feline overwhelmed his nose.

every part of this forms instincts were telling him to dart away, or hiss and maybe try to scare the lynx off. but he fought the urges, keeping himself calm and reassuring himself that this situation was going to end fine. my name is scout archelaus. i'm looking for shelter, i was wandering if i could just quickly pass through to continue on my way. he spoke politely, obviously not wanting to cause any trouble. thornpaw was much bigger than him anyways and he was too tired to use his elementals. he just wanted to rest, and eat something sweet before bed.

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 440px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 137%; margin-top: -5px;]scout blinked his bright pink eyes, chuckling as the purpose of bee's had been questioned; repeatedly, in fact. giving a slow exhale, he would sit down calmly, nose twitching and a bee idly buzzed around his nose for a few minutes, before promptly landing between his eyes. it remained there, as he turned his head to answer natalia. it depends, ma'am. killer bees well, obviously, are deathly poisonous. carpenter bees are rather docile but very territorial. honey bees though, which your friend has introduced, are very friendly. how they react to you, is based on your actions.

the bee lifted up from between his eyes and continued on it way, off to pollinate flowers no doubt. honey bees are extremely unlikely to sting if you remain calm. they don't really possess any threat at all and, are in fact, endangered because of the destruction of so many hives due to the belief that they are outright aggressive.[b] scout took in a breath before nodding his head, indicating his miniature lesson was finished. he was tempted to reach his paw in for some honey though. the sweet sappy substance was a delight to have, especially on summer days like this.

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 440px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 137%; margin-top: -5px;]above the scene and lazily resting up on the thick branch of a tree, paws hanging on either side, the demon watched as the sacrifice occurred. watchful round eyes focus on the tom surrounded by the toxic plant, no intention to interfere whatsoever. if anything, he was curious. was this something that could be excused for? he was an punisher of sins but he supposed religious views were excluded. he wouldn't want to anger any gods; he already had a scuffle with the devil getting out of hell. who knew the gates were so heavily guarded?

he decided. this wasn't anything worthy of punishment; it was in the name of peace between buttercuppaw and whomever she worshipped. an ironic twist of violence perhaps. the asian palm civet drew his tongue over his nose before rising from where he lay, and jumped to the ground below, softening the impact with his air elementals. you're free to continue. he spoke, addressing the novice. his attention turned to the others protesting against the act. this is for personal matters, unless you want to be involved? he glanced to the choking, shuddering tom writhing in the flowers then back to the other two.

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 440px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 137%; margin-top: -5px;]scout hadn't been in the garden for very long t all. the shaggy furred toddy cat had only been accepted just the day before and it took little time for the pink eyed civet to begin exploring once given enough time to rest and fill his hungry belly. he was quite fond of the form he had taken once landing in this dimension. it was lithe, flexible, and agile. not to mention naturally nocturnal so he wouldn't need to alter its instinctive activity. the demon had a habit of lurking around in the night.

currently he had be traveling through the territory by tree branch; hopping from one to the other and finding it rather convenient to travel more than his air elementals. it avoided the headache after as well! eventually though he ran out of branches to hop on, and decided traveling on ground level would have to do for now. he didn't make it far before seeing a rather young masked kitten walking across from him, and he was about to ask for her attention before she... changed.

a shifter, scout assumed. he watched as her tail grew thicker, ending with a lion-like tuft at the end. her legs stretched further and her paws formed into coffee colored hooves, and she gained a thick mane similar to a horse's. the antlers looked rather sharp, and he chuckled thinking of all the unfortunate victims that would see their end of the rack if she were the murderous kind. his attention was suddenly drawn to the pure white eyes on her face, before becoming masked once more. try putting a hoof in front of the other. one at a time. he suggested, approaching slowly as he looked up at the kirin.

it should be no different than that of a newborn fawn learning to walk, right? that normally didn't take very long, but perhaps it would be a bit more difficult re-learning how to walk for child.

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 440px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 137%; margin-top: -5px;]getting to know some of his new comrades was probably essential here. after all they were providing him a home and land to hunt on, the least he could do is not behave so solitary. the asian palm civet would approach the apprentice with a welcome smile. my name is scout archelaus. its nice to meet you; i hope the issue with your memory is resolved. i wish the best.

MAPLE

SCOUTS A FFFRICKIN NERD WHO NEEDS TO BE KICKED
BUT THANK U I LOVE HIM
HE TORTURES R.PISTS AND COLD BLOODED KILLERS >:^)
i vent through him rip me

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 440px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 137%; margin-top: -5px;]scout was certainly not someone to remain in the same place and seclude himself within boundaries. he would remain loyal to the garden still; they housed him when he was weak. it was the least he could do in return for offering such hospitality, but he was not one to enjoy the feeling of being a bird in a cage. he heard windclan offered something though and was willing to try it. maybe keep between two communities for now so not to stretch himself out too far.

the asian palm civet sat his rump down and waited, listening to crickets chirp repeatedly and twitched an ear as a firefly landed on it, but did nothing to swat it away. his large, round pink eyes would begin to glow as the sky started to darken while the sun disappeared. the pads of his paws as well would light up in the same shade. if he were to have his jaws parted one could see his mouth would have glowed too, but he didn't feel like accidentally swallowing any bugs right now. he just hoped someone would arrive as quickly as the garden had.

hmm so as the title says!
this is my character scout archelaus; he lives in the garden and soon windclan as well
he's open to plotting that includes the following;;

-short-term relationships
-one-sided crushes
-capture
-interaction
-au's
-friendships
-enemies
-rivals
-nemeses

he is not open too the following;;
-r.pe (it gives me great discomfort and uneasiness)
-killing
-litters
-long-term relationships

some much needed information to know is that;;
-he tortures r.pists and cold blooded killers. i vent a lot through this lmao so this is always up if you want your character punished for that
-he hates the fact that he is a demon, and will most likely attack any within his sight if theyre even remotely hostile to him
-its easy to win him over with some good knowledge and support; he's an easy friend to make!

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 440px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 137%; margin-top: -5px;]small paws kneaded into the ground patiently until round eyes blinked up at the white siberian in front of him. though quickly followed by a wolf. then... a juvenile lion, a bunny, and a smaller wolfdog hybrid. quite a start of variety, truly. an amused smirk spread across the mammals maw before looking at praguespring and opening his mouth to answer. looking to join sir, no trouble intended. though i do fair warning; i don't tread lightly with r.pists. if any take shelter here there may be... trouble. he found it respectful to include just for future occurrences if scout discovered anyone.

a glowing pink tongue slipped from his lips and swiped over his nose before he glanced at the others. huh, he never expected this much silence. perhaps they were a shy bunch. is it allowed that i remain loyal to the garden as well? is there any sort of initiation i must go through? scout would continue to question as he wasn't very familiar with these sort of situations whatsoever.

i have yet to meet everyones characters weeps

ahhhhh since theres so many demon characters
and scout despises them
I'm hoping he meets one soon so he can FIGHT

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 440px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 137%; margin-top: -5px;]they had a policy against them too? a quick twitch of his tail and slowly blink of his eyes was his reaction to the news, and he was quite surprised but also... thankful. murder and greed were natural in this darkened planet though he still found it unsightly when in the wrong situation. though what he really targeted was the more unspeakable, unforgivable actions performed. thank you, i appreciate the effort to deny them access to your home. i will treat it as my own. his attention averted to kate and nodded his head slowly. well, he could alert those of authority here, or just handle it himself... the latter he favored more but perhaps the former was more respectful.

my name is scout archelaus, i apologize for not including that before. may i have your names as well? the toddy cat asked politely, looking at the windclanners but hesitant to move from where he sat.

HE NEEDS T O FIGH T BILL
what if they recognized each other since theyre both dimension hoppers?

Mysteriously Maple wrote:

OMG YES

[align=center][spoiler=ABOUT THE ROLEPLAYER.][justify]GENERAL
• mysteriously maple / maple
• agender / any pronouns fam
• american / west virginia, usa / junior
• second baseman in softball / works at the movies / speaks little italian
• skilled in procrastinating
• will tutor anyone in genetics (not site genetics, though ^^;)
• gravity falls / regular show / steven universe / undertale / pokemon

CHARACTERS
• Bill Cipher / Los Santos / Warrior, ex-leader of The Exiles
• Stanford Pines / Gravity Falls / Boss [Leader]
• Bruce Walker / ScarClan / Achillies [HP]
• Pisces / Gael Village / Gael Village Historian [HP]
• Gordon Cipher / ShadowClan / Assassin -- Rescue [HP]
• Runningkit / CloverClan / Cloverguard [sHP]
• Ace Lannister / Westeros / Citizen, ex-Warden [HP]
• Luminos / SylvanClan / Child
• Thornpaw / The Garden / Acolyte

BAES
• creeps
• maddy
• radium
• jabber
• arkham

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the have a past of being arch enemies omg
and when scout finds him they just look at each other
no words
JUST FIGHT

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 440px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 137%; margin-top: -5px;]the black marks above his grey masked face knitted together as he saw the small feline, tilting his head as he observed the bandages covering her body. huh... odd. he could only imagine how painful it would be tearing off the fur when pulling them away. maybe that was an issue she wasn't expecting? well, best not to dwell on it too much, it wasn't polite to stare. wonderful to meet you, camael. i hope to accommodate your expectations as a new addition to this community. scout wondered for a brief moment if she was put off with him being a stranger. she didn't seem like the welcoming type...

at the advisor's inquiry he would smile faintly. i am. it was assigned to me upon my creation, thus its branded on my core. its like a title, perhaps, of its own category. if that makes any sense. the explanation is... hard to put into terms with those unfamiliar of my initial home. slightly embarrassed, the civet would rise to his paws and clear his throat. welcome indeed... i appreciate the hospitality you offer. i haven't known many so kind to strangers before. he finally took his first step over the border and exhaled sharply.

this was it. a second home. much different from the garden. while the strong scent of flowers followed him on his way, windclan smelled of fresh air and didn't have any distinctive scent of sweet flowers or fruit. it was... plain. he liked it. where are your living quarters? was his next question. he wouldn't assume they lived in an abandoned mansion like his other home. it would be interesting to see something different.

mmm ello! im new here so don't mind me as i just track this real quick ^^

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 440px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 137%; margin-top: -5px;]having just joined windclan, quite literally, the toddy cat was using his air elementals to ascend into the air, carrying him upward to get a full view of the territory. wide pink eyes watched in admiration as he could see the wide moors. the break of water that streamed across the territory with beautiful willow tree's hanging over the banks. the cabins scattered about by the village seemed like small little specks in his view, and he narrowed his eyes at the windclanners below. he could count every tree from up here if he wanted. watch from the clouds as his new clanmates continued on with their day.

wait, no. he wouldn't watch them. that was... creepy. they probably would be uncomfortable with that. scout hummed and slowly began to lower himself to the ground, paws gently landing upon the soft grass. his thick long tail twitched back and forth while blood trickled from his nose due to the long amount of use on his elemental. in this form it didn't take very long to tire from its use, obviously. it was manageable; he couldn't be so dependent on them in the animal kingdom anyhow. actual physical fighting was still a thing, right?

oh... right now was not the time to have a mental discussion on how the current state of the planets wildlife functioned. the asian palm civet could see camael glowering at a tree as if it had spoke out and insulted her. his small sharp teeth bit into the corner of his mouth before he scampered over. i wouldn't fight a tree alone, heard they pack quite the punch. he smirked, obviously teasing her though unsure if she would be amused or offended. well, here's to hoping she would appreciate his humor.