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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;]No one really liked Twitchpaw.
He was weird. Crazy. Insane. Or at least, that was what others thought. Some thought that he killed his own brother in a war, but the blame was quickly shifted off of him and onto a Bloodclanner. He had no choice, afterall. Starclan, he had no choice. The voices told him to do it, and the voices were good. Starclanners, they told him. Never tell anyone, always do what they say. It was rare they appeared, but when they did, Twitch was always loyal. He had to be loyal. He was loyal to the voices, and anyone who got in the way of that loyalty was cut down.
His whiskers twitched, a knack for which he was named. "Bramblekit" was a stupid name anyway. "Twitchpaw" suited him much better. The tabby's ear fluttered in the same response, crouched low with his head between his shoulders from the edge of camp. None of the voices spoke up today.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;]yo guys ;0 this is twitchpaw! i planned on playing him casually but turns out i have a lot of muse for him so? i might be kind of active with this nervous dork. he's very nervous, loyal and gullible. he's being manipulated by a few cats from the dark forest who visit him in dreams and sometimes speak into his mind. he calls them 'the voices'. he thinks they are starclanners, rather than dark forest dwellers. he will do anything they say, and even killed his older brother stonelion when thinking he was protecting them. he covered it up by saying it was a bloodclanner, killing one of them and saying he did it once he saw his brother dead. despite this, he's actually quite sweet. just too gullible for his own lil' good. he's pretty much open for anything, except relationships as of right now! he really needs some friends honestly, and a mentor within riverclan.
open to;
- interaction threads
- friends
- frenemies
- bullies
- adoptive family
- getting a mentoriffy about;
- killing your character | pm me about it!
- attacking your character | he would if something happened, he was told to, or he was simply angry. he would be very regretful and constantly apologize and try to help them and probably cry but. open as long as he doesn't get in trouble!closed to;
- relationships
- litters[hr]
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;]ofc c; pm me some stuff abt her and how long you need me to and stuff like that!!
pFt i don't know him at all,, i just joined and twitch's introduction got like one reply and i haven't posted anywhere else yet BUT TIDAL SEEMS CHILL
& oops i,,, do that a lot all of my characters have some sort of aspect of my personality in them
twitch is always nervous and just pure trash u seetwitch and sorrel can have a thread if u want!!
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;]AA THANK YOU
its just a shitty post to introduce him dw
i already have a plot going on w him oo i love him
it got flooded out lmaothank!!
edit;; btw is anyone willing to mentor twitchy??
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;]O-Oh stars. They were going to be attacked? By Bloodclan? Those cats were evil! They killed people, ripped them apart! S-Surely they didn't know of the person he killed, right? Would they recognize him? Would he be next? Oh, Twitchpaw wasn't ready to go to Starclan yet, he wasn't... "Twitch. Relax. Be prepared to fight. You can handle this." There came one of the voices again, voice firm within his mind, tinged with annoyance. Almost instantly, he pushed his chest forward a little. They were watching. He had to be careful. He had to look strong. He flicked his ear to show that he heard the supposed Starclan warriors, moving closer to Eaglesoar. He still decided to stay a safe distance behind, lips pursed and fur on his spine rippling.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;]oh my golly gee that thread is a mess and i think i know who it is
this thread moves sO FAST but it would be gr8 if sorrel can be his mentor if u want!! ;0
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;]Twitchy's fur rippled across his spine as someone neared him, nervous thoughts already popping into his mind. W-Who was that? Oh, crowfood, he was going to do something wrong. Why was anyone talking to him? No one talked to Twitchpaw. He was convinced even his mentor didn't like him - and he would understand if she did! She seemed so... Innocent? Was that the right word? His nervous shaking seemed to relax a little bit, instead, leaning forward to listen to her words. It wasn't like he needed to - she was awfully loud. "Oh, uhm, hello." Twitch murmured cautiously, tilting his head. This had to be a joke. A breeze slid through his fur and he flicked his ear frantically, breathing in the smell of a kittypet. Oh. That was why she was talking to him. She didn't know about the rumors. He didn't know weather to be relieved or feel guilty at the thought.
Runningkit would be right - he did hear stuff, quite often. They were like his mentors, training him to fight harder and be stronger and leading him in the right direction. They convinced him they were from Starclan, and he believed them. Twitch was gullible, easily manipulated and twisted. He wouldn't even give it a second thought, and he didn't. He listened to the voices. Starclan. "Hi, Runningkit. I-It's, uhm, fine." Twitchpaw had a small moment of internal panic. What did he say now? He didn't want to seem like he was desperate to make friends - he just wanted to be polite. He looked like he was fumbling for words for a moment, flicking his paw. "H-How are you guys?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;]Oh, stars... There were fights happening... Fights weren't good. Twitch felt his fur ripple along his spine, tail swishing back and forth. And Crow ignored Steamfur's insult... That was never good in a fight. You were supposed to stand your ground and show them you were strong! That was what his voices told him, the fallen warriors. Things were heated, he could tell. Twitchpaw's head shrunk between his shoulders, taking a seat near Sorreldust and sticking there until this blew over.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;]okay! thank you!!
& yO CRAIG
&& yeahh i'm going to make a couple more threads today bc i want twitchy to be more active u feel
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;]"G-Guys, this is a really bad idea, we s-should just leave it alone." Twitchy murmured, having hung at the back of the group. The fox looked almost as if it were injured by the way it was thrashing. His stomach flipped with anxiety.
/rushed shit
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;][justify]Twitchpaw stood beside Sorrel with his head tucked between his shoulders in a naturally submissive gesture. He would likely agree with anything Sorreldust said, it was just natural for him to be a follower. Frankly, though, Twitchpaw didn't have a problem with kittypets. Not in the slightest! Minnowpaw was awfully nice, and she had been a kittypet. O-Or so he assumed, with her collar and distinct smell and the way she picked at prey. He looked over at her carefully. It didn't seem like they knew each other. Didn't all kittypets know each other? Left slightly confused, he settled down on his hinds and let his tail swish as the situation unfolded.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;]twitchpaw, male, seven moons, mentor is sorreldust!
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;]Twitch had been awake already - he often went out hunting before anyone else woke up. Then he could do other things throughout the day and the elders could have breakfast. Still, the nervous apprentice groaned under his breath at the notion of reinforcing the camp and dens. Great, work.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;]track a lack
hearts for twitch? maybe they can have a thread?[hr]
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you could do twitchpaw if u want ;0 he looks basically like this with a darker stripe down his back and green eyes!!
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tRACK BC TWITCHY'S CONNECTED TO THE DARK FOREST LIKE I TOLD U AND THAT COULD BE INVOLVED[hr]
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iVE BEEN SO INACTIVE BC OF SCHOOL BUT IM HERE YO[hr]
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;]"Oh golly, you don't think it's beautiful out? I think it's gorgeous!" Twitchpaw's loud voice boomed across camp, enthusiasm almost sickening. "Everything is so alive and colorful! Don't be such a downer!" A pleased hum came from Twitch's lips, sitting down and neatly curling his tail around his paws.
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