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If you'd like some free FeralFront memorabilia to look back on fondly, see this thread from Dynamo (if this message is still here, we still have memorabilia): https://feralfront.com/thread/2669184-free-feralfront-memorabilia/.
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 430px;][fancypost bgcolor=#76D1FE; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 65px; border-bottom: 6px solid white;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#8476FE; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; padding-bottom: 28px;][fancypost bgcolor=white; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 360px; margin-top: -55px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px;][justify][size=9pt]Touka had remembered being in BlizzardClan, before coming across Erebus and falling unconscious. She flattened her ears as the voice of the 'ringleader' rang out in her head, eyes narrowing at the ring idea. In order to escape, somebody would have to obtain it? Touka turned her attention to the door and darted towards the center of the supplies once the cages had opened, grabbing ahold of a dried meat package with her strong jaws, before turning and running towards the forest terrain, gasping through panicked breaths.
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[fancypost bgcolor=#7FFFD4; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; width: 360px; height: 150px; overflow: auto;][justify]She'd heard it from a few NPCS, that Rick had been in ColouredClan, after returning from his deathbed, which she had no information about. The youthful teen hadn't seen him in a long time, nor had Primrose seen Tauriel or her real littermates. The pale-pelted tigress trotted up to the border, icy blue eyes scanning the nearby forest, before moving to the colorful lake. No signs of life. Yet. The overwhelming scent of creatures told her that this Clan was buzzing with life. The female would heave a sigh, before lying down on the leafy ground, resting her broad chin on soft and furry paws.[/fancypost][font=georgia][size=6pt][color=white](c)bokeh
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[fancypost bgcolor=#7FFFD4; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; width: 360px; height: 150px; overflow: auto;][justify]The female would lift her head to glance at Nighttales, before she quickly jumped up to her paws and began speaking. "Aye." Primrose rasped, then adding. "Name's Primrose, lookin' for someone that I've heard rumors of living here." The tigress would then allow her blue optics lower to the colorful fallen leaves on the ground, admiring the view.[/fancypost][font=georgia][size=6pt][color=white](c)bokeh
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 430px;][fancypost bgcolor=#76D1FE; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 65px; border-bottom: 6px solid white;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#8476FE; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; padding-bottom: 28px;][fancypost bgcolor=white; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 360px; margin-top: -55px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px;][justify][size=9pt]It seemed most of the others were running in the direction she was headed in. In spite of lack of breath, the BlizzardClanner continued to run along the trees, before scrambling up a slope, lost and confused, and hungry. Touka gripped her claws into the bark of a tree and hauled herself upwards, stopping on the third branch she climbed. She wouldn't be able to last long, without eating meat, or someone else's flesh. The serval ripped open the meat package and began to tear hungrily at the meat, blood running along her jawline. Meat. Flesh. The ghoul would glance around, unable to think clearly, soon spotting Lessa, nostrils flaring at the smell of her own Clan. BlizzardClan. Touka proceeded to jump out of the tree and headed towards the other. "Psss!" She whispered, loud enough for Lessa to hear.
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[fancypost bgcolor=#7FFFD4; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; width: 360px; height: 150px; overflow: auto;][justify]The tigress would shift her gaze from the leader to Rick, eyes narrowing as she studied the other tiger, flinching beneath his cold look, like prey about to be finished off by the hunter. It seemed he wasn't too happy to see her. She had recalled him giving the cold shoulder when she had returned to The Exiles, after living in The Rift for a short period of time. Primrose would open her mouth to began to talk to Rick, but froze at his words."And who's this person?"
This had shocked the girl, but not enough to scare her off. Bitterness grew in Primrose's eyes and she spoke, a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "What a lovely family reunion, an't it?" Of course, to show Chess she had seen her, Primrose flicked her ears in the Captain's direction, still glancing at Rick.[/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=#7FFFD4; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; width: 360px; height: 150px; overflow: auto;][justify]The tigress would flatten her ears, the bitterness in her eyes growing as she took one step towards the other, curling her lip as she said: "My name is Primrose Silvan-Grimes, offspring of the former Exiles leader, Rick and former BoneClan leader, Tauriel." She mumured, before shooting a cold look at Rick. "Does the name, Carl, ring a bell?"[/fancypost][font=georgia][size=6pt][color=white](c)bokeh
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[fancypost bgcolor=#7FFFD4; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; width: 360px; height: 150px; overflow: auto;][justify]I can offer up Primrose! Shw's a mortal and the offspring of two former leaders, if you needed that information.[/fancypost][font=georgia][size=6pt][color=white](c)bokeh
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 430px;][fancypost bgcolor=#76D1FE; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 65px; border-bottom: 6px solid white;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#8476FE; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; padding-bottom: 28px;][fancypost bgcolor=white; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 360px; margin-top: -55px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px;][justify][size=9pt]"Name's Touka, did anyone hurt you while you were transferred here?" The female would question, narrowing her eyes, in case somebody tried to sneak up behind Lessa while they were talking. It seemed she wasn't alone in this damn arena. Touka knew her Clanmates would be worried, and hopefully, she would return home shortly. The serval then listened to what the other had said, before answering. "Yes, I am. If you wish to stick together, we'll have to make a plan to keep away from anyone else here and try to reach the mountain with the ring."
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[fancypost bgcolor=#7FFFD4; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; width: 360px; height: 150px; overflow: auto;][justify]The female would fall silent, realizing what her words were doing. She stood still, looking at Rick, unprepared for the male to rush at her and push her against the bark of the tree, gasping for air then murmuring. "Carl is my half-brother! Did you lose all of your memories of me and Eska?" [/fancypost][font=georgia][size=6pt][color=white](c)bokeh
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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 430px;][fancypost bgcolor=#76D1FE; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: 65px; border-bottom: 6px solid white;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#8476FE; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; padding-bottom: 28px;][fancypost bgcolor=white; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 360px; margin-top: -55px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px;][justify][size=9pt]//Retro to Arena event.
Touka had been forcing herself to eat normal food, the kind that would make her sick. She had locked herself up in her cabin, sitting in a corner, on the verge of throwing up. She had no idea of how it felt to be normal. She and her brother had been born as full-ghouls. But now, Touka was in a different world from Ayano and she loathed him, a lot. The Trainee pushed her thoughts of Ayano to the back of her head, as she slowly got to her paws, going to her fridge, which was full of non-ghoul food. She scooped up some of the fruits and forced them down her throat, before hurling. Eating food like this, it weakened her. Touka was doing this for a close friend who lived in the human world. She needed meat. She needed flesh. The Trainee walked to her front door, unlocking the door and collapsing onto the ground. "Flesh." She rasped, struggling to get up.
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GENERAL:
★ Chloe Price
★ Female {She/her}
★ Biromantic / Bisexual
★ 2 Years, 8 moths {Around 19 in cat years}
★ RANK of CLAN
★ Birthday is March 11RECENT EVENTS:
★ NONE ATMPHYSICAL:
★ Domestic feline [main body] | Health: 100%
— Though naturally a sandy yellow tabby, her constantly keeps her fur dyed, usually with some shade of blue. This is most often all of her body, though sometimes just her head, tail, or other spots.
★ Bright blue eyes, with a twinge of grey
— Major injuries: none
— Minor injuries: noneACCESORIES:
★ A simple necklace with three bullets strung on it.
★ A few silly wristbands
★ Occasionally a dark blue beaniePERSONALITY:
Chloe is a stubborn, mischievous and rebellious young feline. She is the archetypal punk-rocker, expressed in both her music taste and style. She loves to get high, and can be described as bold and outgoing. She has a big mouth often making snarky comments, acts fearless and loves to take risks, which often gets her in trouble. She can be prone to angry outbursts, and has serious issues with abandonment and trust after a lot of semi-dramatic experiences. Due to all her bad experience over the years, she has become pessimistic and resentful of life, convinced that there wasn't really anyone who actually cared about her or who she could trust in. She sometimes is very insensitive to other people's feelings, and may act selfish and possessive, always wanting her loved ones' attention for herself and getting jealous and resentful if they don't spare their time for her or don't act her way. She can also be very irrational and irresponsible, which often takes the form of blaming others for situations out of their control and avoiding any responsibility of damage caused by herself. Chloe also is a very protective, devoted and faithful companion, though she tends to get too attached and obsessive. Despite her rough outward appearance, Chloe is actually a very insecure and scared person, and her tough acting may be nothing more than a facade she built up to protect herself from further harm.
RELATIONSHIPS:
★ NONE ATMINTERACTION:
★ Medium Mentally | Difficult Physically
★ No Powers
★ Attack in BOLD and/or lightblue
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Also, it might be good to figure out what clans their going to- do you think they should be in the same clan, or separate ones? (Also, I'd prefer if it wasn't colouredclan, I have a character there) Aaaaand just so we're on the same page, would there be any chance of them ever getting together in a relationship? if not thats fine, it's just good to know so that nothing starts if it won't ever happen anyway lol
But yeah, here she is! I'll send her over in a sec
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GENERAL:
★ Chloe Price
★ Female {She/her}
★ Biromantic / Bisexual
★ 2 Years, 8 moths {Around 19 in cat years}
★ RANK of CLAN
★ Birthday is March 11RECENT EVENTS:
★ NONE ATMPHYSICAL:
★ Domestic feline [main body] | Health: 100%
— Though naturally a sandy yellow tabby, her constantly keeps her fur dyed, usually with some shade of blue. This is most often all of her body, though sometimes just her head, tail, or other spots.
★ Bright blue eyes, with a twinge of grey
— Major injuries: none
— Minor injuries: noneACCESORIES:
★ A simple necklace with three bullets strung on it.
★ A few silly wristbands
★ Occasionally a dark blue beaniePERSONALITY:
Chloe is a stubborn, bold, outgoing, mischievous and rebellious young feline. She has a big mouth often making snarky comments, acts fearless and loves to take risks, along with being often irrational and irresponsible. She can be prone to angry outbursts, and has serious issues with abandonment and trust after a lot of semi-dramatic experiences, and sometimes is very insensitive to other people's feelings, and may act selfish and possessive. Chloe also is a very protective, devoted and faithful companion, though she tends to get too attached and obsessive. Despite her rough outward appearance, Chloe is actually a very insecure and scared person, and her tough acting may be nothing more than a facade she built up to protect herself from further harm.
RELATIONSHIPS:
★ NONE ATMINTERACTION:
★ Medium Mentally | Difficult Physically
★ No Powers
★ Attack in BOLD and/or lightblue
★ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions. -
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EDIT: Click here.
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GENERAL:
★ Chloe Price
★ Female {She/her}
★ Biromantic / Bisexual
★ 2 Years, 8 moths {Around 19 in cat years}
★ RANK of CLAN
★ Birthday is March 11RECENT EVENTS:
★ NONE ATMPHYSICAL:
★ Domestic feline [main body] | Health: 100%
— Though naturally a sandy yellow tabby, her constantly keeps her fur dyed, usually with some shade of blue. This is most often all of her body, though sometimes just her head, tail, or other spots.
★ Bright blue eyes, with a twinge of grey
— Major injuries: none
— Minor injuries: noneACCESORIES:
★ A simple necklace with three bullets strung on it.
★ A few silly wristbands
★ Occasionally a dark blue beaniePERSONALITY:
Chloe is a stubborn, bold, outgoing, mischievous and rebellious young feline. She has a big mouth often making snarky comments, acts fearless and loves to take risks, along with being often irrational and irresponsible. She can be prone to angry outbursts, and has serious issues with abandonment and trust after a lot of semi-dramatic experiences, and sometimes is very insensitive to other people's feelings, and may act selfish and possessive. Chloe also is a very protective, devoted and faithful companion, though she tends to get too attached and obsessive. Despite her rough outward appearance, Chloe is actually a very insecure and scared person, and her tough acting may be nothing more than a facade she built up to protect herself from further harm.
RELATIONSHIPS:
★ NONE ATMINTERACTION:
★ Medium Mentally | Difficult Physically
★ No Powers
★ Attack in BOLD and/or lightblue
★ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions. -
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It seemed that the girl had been transformed into something else other then a human. A feline. Yet, it appeared she had kept the vivid shades of blue on her, which was fine, Chloe hadn't enjoyed the ugly blonde color in her hair that she had as a child. The beanie-wearing tabby would glance to her side, feeling a rush of relief in her stomach when she noticed Max standing by her side. "Hey, Max." She murmured, hoping to lock eyes with the other, before speaking once again. "This is hella rad, but how in the fuck did we end up as animals, out of all the things that could've happened?" Then, Chloe would proceed to walk back-and-fourth, glancing around slowly, fur beginning to bristle at the strong smell of other animals, it seemed they weren't the only ones here.
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GENERAL:
★ Chloe Price
★ Female {She/her}
★ Biromantic / Bisexual
★ 2 Years, 8 moths {Around 19 in cat years}
★ RANK of CLAN
★ Birthday is March 11RECENT EVENTS:
★ NONE ATMPHYSICAL:
★ Domestic feline [main body] | Health: 100%
— Though naturally a sandy yellow tabby, her constantly keeps her fur dyed, usually with some shade of blue. This is most often all of her body, though sometimes just her head, tail, or other spots.
★ Bright blue eyes, with a twinge of grey
— Major injuries: none
— Minor injuries: noneACCESORIES:
★ A simple necklace with three bullets strung on it.
★ A few silly wristbands
★ Occasionally a dark blue beaniePERSONALITY:
Chloe is a stubborn, bold, outgoing, mischievous and rebellious young feline. She has a big mouth often making snarky comments, acts fearless and loves to take risks, along with being often irrational and irresponsible. She can be prone to angry outbursts, and has serious issues with abandonment and trust after a lot of semi-dramatic experiences, and sometimes is very insensitive to other people's feelings, and may act selfish and possessive. Chloe also is a very protective, devoted and faithful companion, though she tends to get too attached and obsessive. Despite her rough outward appearance, Chloe is actually a very insecure and scared person, and her tough acting may be nothing more than a facade she built up to protect herself from further harm.
RELATIONSHIPS:
★ NONE ATMINTERACTION:
★ Medium Mentally | Difficult Physically
★ No Powers
★ Attack in BOLD and/or lightblue
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GENERAL:
★ Chloe Price
★ Female {She/her}
★ Biromantic / Bisexual
★ 2 Years, 8 moths {Around 19 in cat years}
★ RANK of CLAN
★ Birthday is March 11RECENT EVENTS:
★ NONE ATMPHYSICAL:
★ Domestic feline [main body] | Health: 100%
— Though naturally a sandy yellow tabby, her constantly keeps her fur dyed, usually with some shade of blue. This is most often all of her body, though sometimes just her head, tail, or other spots.
★ Bright blue eyes, with a twinge of grey
— Major injuries: none
— Minor injuries: noneACCESORIES:
★ A simple necklace with three bullets strung on it.
★ A few silly wristbands
★ Occasionally a dark blue beaniePERSONALITY:
Chloe is a stubborn, bold, outgoing, mischievous and rebellious young feline. She has a big mouth often making snarky comments, acts fearless and loves to take risks, along with being often irrational and irresponsible. She can be prone to angry outbursts, and has serious issues with abandonment and trust after a lot of semi-dramatic experiences, and sometimes is very insensitive to other people's feelings, and may act selfish and possessive. Chloe also is a very protective, devoted and faithful companion, though she tends to get too attached and obsessive. Despite her rough outward appearance, Chloe is actually a very insecure and scared person, and her tough acting may be nothing more than a facade she built up to protect herself from further harm.
RELATIONSHIPS:
★ NONE ATMINTERACTION:
★ Medium Mentally | Difficult Physically
★ No Powers
★ Attack in BOLD and/or lightblue
★ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions. -
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