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    So, I just realized that I hadn't made one of these yet. Whoops. Darkpaw is basically a tired teenager who is always prepared to fight but honestly just wants to sleep. He's a pretty bitter person and doesn't like people in general. He's open to pretty much everything right about now, and I really really love human AUs so if you want to do one of those, I would be happy to work out one of those, too.


    I might edit more info in later, but for now, everything to know is in his tags.
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    Dark had been busy this week, working in the background, spending a lot of time off on his own. He comes into this meeting expecting a warning, at the least, but the canine still doesn't shy away from anything here. While he still sits in the back, away from most people, he allows himself to have a more prominent place. He's not an outsider anymore, with a promotion and a few friends. Or enemies. Not everyone liked him, but that wasn't much of a goal for him. Red was enough, and speak of the devil. The collie isn't here yet, but the apprentice lets out a childish whoop anyway. And wow, fuck, that was his name. Stormy eyes widen slightly, shifting side to side. "Huh. Thanks again, boss. And congrats to everyone else, too. I'll have to think about the specialization, if you don't mind. I'll... Come talk to you later." Vanguard. Fuck yeah, that sounds pretty cool. He chuckles, low and pleased. "I can visit BloodClan."
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    updated with new rank.
    + hey pyre. not much. lmao i'm struggling with the new character thing too.
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    Darkpaw had seen Henri around every now and then, but not for a while, and perhaps now this explained it. The canine happened along the note just after Doomspaw, wild eyes narrowed at the words as he skimmed it over. Well, it was nice to know that he was still doing something with himself, huh? He didn't know if he liked the stranger, but he was an interesting enough person. "He'll be alright," the Vanguard murmurs to nobody in particular, shrugging in a way that makes the white mark on his shoulder shift and writhe.
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    Dark was pretty sure that he'd never actually held a meet and greet, so maybe they were both going against what was considered socially acceptable. Not that he cared, but Pinkslime had obviously beat him to the punch in repairing that. No, really, he didn't give a damn, it was just — well, he already knew who this was. The canine grunts a low sort of welcome, jerking his head up a touch in another wordless greeting. He still wasn't sure what to think of them, honestly. Asking him to punch them had been pretty fucking weird, though at least he could say that he'd gotten used to the... Well, slime. Their name was well-earned. "Pinkslime. What's up? Darkpaw, if I never actually told you my name. Not sure." It would be a little awkward if he hadn't, right? Considering that he'd almost given in and punched them. Yeah, you usually at least told someone your name first.
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    Hmm, honestly I would go with the mostly dead group, at least there are chances for interaction there? Night is actually in SunClan, so it's not slow, no. And thanks!
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    Considering how these heathens had reacted to the last Cartel member to show up at the border, Darkpaw doubts that this guy will be getting his request granted. Still, he has no problem with them individually, and now that he's got a position to his name... Maybe it'll mean something. Probably not, but it's a start, and that's all he can ask for. The chuckling sends a weird curl of distaste down the canine's spine as he approaches by Doomspaw, and while both apprentices on their own probably weren't much of a challenge, Jester would be in for a bit of a surprise if this ended up being something negative. "You know, I don't like the look of him," Dark says in a rather conversational tone as he turns towards Doomsday with a raised brow. "And trust me, my clanmates will think the same way." He turns back to Jester with a tilt of his head, almost daring to yawn. Not quite.
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    He doesn't think that this has fully set in yet, the idea of being a Vanguard. In charge of something, having a specialization. While he carries memories of being an assassin, of going undercover and fighting and killing, that's not him. Would he be able to replicate the results? Hell yes he could, but that doesn't mean he wants to. Fuck, it's not like he considers himself a great person. That's kind of the point here. Darkpaw is as close to morally bankrupt as a good guy can get. He walks a thing line between everyone deserves a chance and every man to himself. In the end, he did what he had to for his own survival before worrying about others, unless it was a special circumstance. Red was a special circumstance. Kids were special circumstances. He's not that much of an asshole, that he'd eat before a starving child, that he'd leave a burning building when he could hear someone crying out for help. But his kind of heroism is stained red and frayed.


    Maybe it's his own mess of characteristics that made this hard. Dark's not really sure who he is, or what he would be good at. Maybe this would be a good place to start figuring himself out, then. The canine hadn't come into this thinking that he would grow attached to ShadowClan, and maybe he hadn't, but... It wasn't half bad. Some of the people irritated him, some more weirded him out, but hey — that went for any place you ever stayed in, right? "Hey, Fayina? I'd like to talk to you about a few things, if you don't mind. My specialization, and... A request, of sorts." To use that word so shortly after a member of the Cartel had used it makes his expression shift to something sour, lip curling, but he smooths it out quickly enough. "That's not as bad as it sounds."
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    updated with a red robin relationship link and his alias.


    Both of those are pretty cool! I have a soft spot for ArcadianClan, so I definitely recommend them. Ahaha, that would be kind of funny, but I know what you mean.
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    SO I would like to start getting Darkpaw some connections outside of ShadowClan, and I figure that this would be a pretty good place to start. He's tired and broody, with a sharp sense of humor. Very sarcastic. There's more in his tags.


    OPEN TO [RED MARKERS ARE PREFERRED]:
    — if you need help with ideas, this is a cool site
    — interaction threads [low muse tho; may die off]
    — friends or enemies, just. general relationships?
    getting into trouble with or because of each other
    — getting into FIGHTS [please he's such a jerk sometimes]
    — one night stands? v short term relationships?? probably
    — being an older brother figure, particularly to parentless kids
    human aus!! i love human aus so much and i would love some
    — getting drunk with someone [requires prev. interaction]
    — honestly i'm good with pretty much anything, just ask


    CLOSED TO?? [OR JUST REALLY PICKY ABOUT]:
    — uhhh just dont kill him maybe? you can mess him up tho
    — litters, long term romance, anything like that (he's lowkey taken)
    — anything involving sexual assault or harassment, not cool w that
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    Ooh, I've actually been looking to get him positively involved in the Cartel? It's hard to explain, but I'm hoping to have him at least lowkey join up soon enough, so that would be a great way to get him into things there! It would work pretty well with his personality, too. That sounds great, honestly!


    How would the trouble start?
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    "The hell does that make me, then," the apprentice grumbles, because technically he's younger than everyone here. He's really not, in experience and mentality, but... C'mon. The canine has a faintly grumpy look to him when he joins the others, but it's clearly all for show when he ends up with a grin, dipping his head in a nod towards Mintpaw. Still, it's not until Sweetpaw asks that he thinks to give his own name, too caught up in the scene unfolding in front of him. He hums and looks over at the other, though he's not too surprised by the odd appearance. He'd seen a lot weirder. Guy with serrated teeth, earlier, and Raspbel was a literal bat-cat. "Well, nice to meet you. Darkpaw."
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    Could I have the ShadowClan Vanguard badge on this account and my main? Thank you!
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    Huh. It works fine on my laptop? I dunno.
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    Gothamprince? Gothamskies?
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    It's kind of nice to watch everyone seem so pleased about their promotions, or that of their friends. He can't help but feel that same pride for Red, considering that the collie is the only person here he considers himself close to. Maybe he understands what the other is thinking, and maybe he's thought the same things of himself, but that didn't make it automatically true for either of them. He had never been promoted in WindClan, and perhaps that had been for the best. Children shouldn't have to bear that weight, even though Paintedpaw now had that much and more. Dark won't argue with her decision, yet he's certainly doubting it. Still, he smiles down at the brad new apprentice, titled Mercenary, though there something worried around the edges. Distracting himself, the mixed canine grins right back down at him. "Feel free, Princess. Whatever you want." The nickname seemed to be a teasing thing, doesn't it? It's not, really. It's different than Red, but it strikes the same chord. "You wanna head out, then?"
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