Posts by —liberatore

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  • don't you lose your head | heart break, open

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: #8fbc8f; font-family: cambria; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 21px; text-align: center; width: 400px]ʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴇʀɴᴜᴍ-ʜᴀʀʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ-sᴍʏᴛʜᴇ[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 350px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 12px; font-size: 8pt][hr]libby hung awkwardly in the background. What could he do? He wasn't well versed in this type of thing, so he couldn't give sound advice, but he supposed he could at least be a comfort. "I don't think you did anything wrong," he told her. "he sounds like a god-awful jerk for leaving you. You're a wonderful person and a wonderful friend; you don't deserve to be left like that."
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    TAGS - UPDATED 10/28

  • HELPLESS | Open, Meeting!

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: #8fbc8f; font-family: cambria; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 21px; text-align: center; width: 400px]ʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴇʀɴᴜᴍ-ʜᴀʀʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ-sᴍʏᴛʜᴇ[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 350px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 12px; font-size: 8pt][hr]his last week was almost up, it seemed. That was a pity. It was fair, though—he needed to be active, contributing to the clan, and he hadn't. There was no simple excuse. "noted, super," came his somber response.
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    TAGS - UPDATED 11/17

  • IMPENDING DOOM | Open. Territory Destruction!

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: #8fbc8f; font-family: cambria; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 21px; text-align: center; width: 400px]ʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴇʀɴᴜᴍ-ʜᴀʀʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ-sᴍʏᴛʜᴇ[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 350px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 12px; font-size: 8pt][hr]libby knew the instant he smelled smoke that something was wrong. he immediately scrabbled to cram his bows, his precious bows into a bag before they could burn. The sensible thing would've been to run, sure—but Libby had never been the sensible type.


    A hefty bag trailed behind the kitten. He'd spilled a few bows here and there, but he was satisfied to have saved most of his stash. "fire!" he cried, attempting to spread the word as he approached the river side. "everybody, evacuate!" dumping his bag on the ground beside him, he turned to superhero. "there's no way we can save the territory—we just need to hope everyone gets out alright. But where will we go?"
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    TAGS - UPDATED 11/17

  • Mass Adoption Sign-Ups!

    Parent Name: npc x npc
    Species: any!
    Special Notes: these will be libby's adoptive siblings. they should arrive in skyclan where he can meet them—he'll feel protective and immediately take them in. they shouldn't be older than six moons.
    Spots: four
    Relations (if any): none

  • BLEACHED BONES // open + meeting

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: #8fbc8f; font-family: cambria; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 21px; text-align: center; width: 400px]ʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴇʀɴᴜᴍ-ʜᴀʀʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ-sᴍʏᴛʜᴇ[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 350px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 12px; font-size: 8pt][hr]libby shook his head, a bit disgruntled. A warning? It was fine, he supposed; activity had been lacking and it was natural to blame it on the hps. He did, however, notice an error. "sir, megolamania stepped down and left about a month ago."
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    TAGS - UPDATED 11/17

  • BETTER NOT POUT + joiner

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: #8fbc8f; font-family: cambria; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 21px; text-align: center; width: 400px]ʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴇʀɴᴜᴍ-ʜᴀʀʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ-sᴍʏᴛʜᴇ[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 350px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 12px; font-size: 8pt][hr]solarflare wasn't looking great, if he was being honest with himself. "I've gotta agree with the eagle there," he stated, casting a worried glance at the wolf. If being around his father had taught him one thing, it was that the sick needed rest—this certainly wasn't resting. "you should be back at the asylum. We can't go losing you."


    Turning to the elderly Samoyed, he nodded. "of course you can join. We need all the members we can get." the kitten, upon doing a quick once over of the canine, decided he should bng something else to attention. "why don't you keel solarflare company? The elderly should rest, too."
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    TAGS - UPDATED 11/17

  • BLEACHED BONES // open + meeting

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: #8fbc8f; font-family: cambria; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 21px; text-align: center; width: 400px]ʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴇʀɴᴜᴍ-ʜᴀʀʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ-sᴍʏᴛʜᴇ[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 350px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 12px; font-size: 8pt][hr]Libby paled. His memory was spotty at best, but he could've sworn she'd left—up until briareos spoke, that was. "I thought so... I must've been mistaken. You'll have to forgive me."
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    /omggg I'm sorry
    Middle of the night me confused maeve and meg
    I'm so embarrassed

    TAGS - UPDATED 11/17

  • GLUTTONY | open, death

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: #8fbc8f; font-family: cambria; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 21px; text-align: center; width: 400px]ʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴇʀɴᴜᴍ-ʜᴀʀʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ-sᴍʏᴛʜᴇ[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 350px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 12px; font-size: 8pt][hr]Libby held back a massive retch. The leopard had never been his favorite person, for sure, but he shouldn't have died! "that's just foul," he hissed, a grimace on his child-like face. He turned before he could become even more nauseated.
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    TAGS - UPDATED 11/17

  • HEY, IT'S OKAY | Meeting! 12/4

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: #8fbc8f; font-family: cambria; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 21px; text-align: center; width: 400px]ʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴇʀɴᴜᴍ-ʜᴀʀʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ-sᴍʏᴛʜᴇ[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 350px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 12px; font-size: 8pt][hr]libby was probably screwed, and it was his fault. Skyclan didn't deserve the lack of time he had been able to give—demotion was likely coming his way and he was ready to accept it. "I'm here, super," he sighed, voice raspy from the amount smoke he'd been breathing lately.
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    TAGS - UPDATED 11/17

  • KINGDOM OF VIOLIN / OPEN, GAME

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: #8fbc8f; font-family: cambria; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 21px; text-align: center; width: 400px]ʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴇʀɴᴜᴍ-ʜᴀʀʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ-sᴍʏᴛʜᴇ[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 350px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 12px; font-size: 8pt][hr]shit, that seemed pretty... Confusing, if he was being honest. He slipped into the circle with an awkward smile. "I guess I'll join in?" he offered.


    He didn't understand the point of games in general, but if people wanted something bland to fill their lives, who was he to complain? He might as well see what the fuss was about.
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    TAGS - UPDATED 11/17

  • Character Sorting?

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: #8fbc8f; font-family: cambria; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 21px; text-align: center; width: 400px]ʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴇʀɴᴜᴍ-ʜᴀʀʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ-sᴍʏᴛʜᴇ[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 350px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 12px; font-size: 8pt][hr]Libby is equal parts ravenclaw and Slytherin
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    TAGS - UPDATED 11/17

  • DARK CHOCOLATE // open, alliance request

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: #8fbc8f; font-family: cambria; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 21px; text-align: center; width: 400px]ʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴇʀɴᴜᴍ-ʜᴀʀʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ-sᴍʏᴛʜᴇ[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 350px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 12px; font-size: 8pt][hr]briar had mentioned a lack of alliances, yes, but accepting them wasn't in Libby's range of power. Listening couldn't hurt though, could it?


    "liberatore, alchemist of riddleclan. Might I ask what you could offer us? Are you a proclan, a neutral, or an anticlan? Who do you consider enemies?"
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    TAGS - UPDATED 11/17

  • JOURNEY ON | Territory Destruction pt.2

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: #8fbc8f; font-family: cambria; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 21px; text-align: center; width: 400px]ʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴇʀɴᴜᴍ-ʜᴀʀʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ-sᴍʏᴛʜᴇ[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 350px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 12px; font-size: 8pt][hr]libby had spied the clouds towering in the distance, but he hadn't thought much of them until super had spoken up. He'd thought they were just plain, normal clouds. Was it possible that they were something else? Something more?


    He tilted his head back to get a better look. He could just make out the tip of a mountain; was that what everyone was so excited about?
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    TAGS - UPDATED 11/17

  • ROLL OUT | Meeting, 12/12!

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: #8fbc8f; font-family: cambria; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 21px; text-align: center; width: 400px]ʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴇʀɴᴜᴍ-ʜᴀʀʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ-sᴍʏᴛʜᴇ[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 350px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 12px; font-size: 8pt][hr]libby somehow managed to make an appearance right on the cusp of meetings, and he hoped it wasn't being taken the wrong way. He'd been given another week and he'd blown it. That was okay, he figured. Libby didn't need the position anyways.
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    TAGS - UPDATED 11/17

  • hey guys! anyone up for an inter-clan romance?

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: #8fbc8f; font-family: cambria; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 21px; text-align: center; width: 400px]ʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴇʀɴᴜᴍ-ʜᴀʀʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ-sᴍʏᴛʜᴇ[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 350px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 12px; font-size: 8pt][hr]hella interested
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    TAGS - UPDATED 11/17

  • DARK CHOCOLATE // open, alliance request

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: #8fbc8f; font-family: cambria; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 21px; text-align: center; width: 400px]ʟɪʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴇʀɴᴜᴍ-ʜᴀʀʙʀɪɴɢᴇʀ-sᴍʏᴛʜᴇ[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 350px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 12px; font-size: 8pt][hr]libby shook his head. "they're opposed to villains and tyrants like Bill Cipher, so I'd assume so," he pointed out. "it's not within my authority to accept you, but I think you sound like a group we'd ally ourselves with."
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    TAGS - UPDATED 11/17