Posts by zacharie --

trackign on my sub!! what clan are most of u guys going to? :0

tracking bc im a pos and trying to have this babe return again,,,

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It was the one thing on his mind, first and foremost. Even though it had taken him forever, he wasn't surprised that he had returned here. This place was his home, whether he liked it or not. Grumbling to himself, the male shifted his wings, clearly uncomfortable being in the open, his eyes shifting from left to right as he examined the territory. His wings were white, only a slight difference from his completely cream-colored body. If looked at close enough, you could see tiny scars on his left wing; remnants from a fight that almost rendered it useless. However, with enough gentle care and herbs, he was able to heal it almost completely. Besides his wings, the tom bore a medical mask, that was tied around the back of his head. His eyes showed tiredness and hunger behind them, under a jade green color.

He continued closer and closer to the base, dragging his feet. The male suddenly stumbled over a rock, cursing in the process. "God damn it," He angrily muttered, the silence broken. Grunting again, the male stopped, looking up and around again before sitting. He figured he had come closer enough to grab someone's attention. Now he just had to wait.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 340px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Flicking an ear, he snorted quietly to himself. He had gone by quite a few names before. "Eh," The tom had to think for a moment. "Poisonedplaythrough." It was certainly...long. "Feel free to call me Zach, if you guys want." The now named tom shrugged, his eyes flicking between both of them. "This is Darkclan, right? I'm joining, I think. Also, do you guys have food?"

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hope u feel better, tapioca!

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 340px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Poi's eyes studied the one who arrived moments before, briefly pausing on Oprah. "...How could I not forget you." He said flatly, awkwardly catching the juice box and setting it down on the ground before he turned to Koda again. "Sweet, thank you. By the way, do we happen to still have the whole medic or soldier choose-your-path thing? And is there someway to be both?"

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 340px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Poisonedplaythrough appeared in the corner of the room, his tail brushing against the floor gently as he listened. He knew none of these people, except for Oprah. He grunted in a congratulations to everyone, looking at his new clanmates. Maybe he should get to know them sometime. Sighing, the winged tom glanced up towards the cieling, now investigating the room from where he sat.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 340px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Poisonedplaythrough looked between the two, listening to their conversation. He remembered being around for at least one of the times that she had led. Poi tried to think back to the past leaders he remembered, but Ender was the only one that really stuck out...
Shaking away the far away look that was growing in his eyes, he turned back to Bigby and Oprah, glancing around. "I see that you guys got a new territory, if I'm correct. Then again, I could have just been away long enough I forgot what the territory looked like." He shrugged.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 340px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Zacharie flexed his claws as he stepped away from his work. A bunch of pinatas were strung up on the branches of a tree, at varying levels. His weekly task was to do something that dealt with an event and also dealt with pinatas. So, why not make training a little fun? It was mainly to practice their jumping skills and being able to reach. It could help with potential airborne enemies.

"If anyone wants to whack some pinatas, get over here. There's a bit of a twist to it though, you're working on your accuracy and jumping skills."

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 340px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]"I remember Saturnine," Poisonedplaythrough murmured, thinking back at the few memories he had of them. "By the way, is there an Electra here?" Everytime. He would ask it, everytime he would rejoin this place. He thought of the old member one of his best friends, back during his first round here. Tiny strings of hope would forever pull at his heart, praying that she had at least been seen around.

Eyes snapping towards Oprah again, he gave a short laugh. "I guess that just goes to show how long I've been away. I'm sure it won't take too terribly long, though. Is there anything new that I need to be caught up on here?"

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 340px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Poisoned felt like he had been doing okay in terms of keeping himself safe; he already wore the medical mask constantly, he stayed to himself, and he had a habit of keeping himself clean. Still, he was ready to try and combat any symptoms he thought he may have had.

Coming across the fallen clanmate made him raise a fictional eyebrow, concern seeping onto the upper half of his face that could be seen. "Is everything alright?" Zach would ask first. Making sure would be better than jumping to conclusions.

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however i have had a pretty good run with thunderclan and solsticeclan at points

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 340px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Poison's ears flattened as he recieved answers from the two. "...Damn, okay." He said softly. He didn't know who else he could potentially know. "Yuuma? Are they doing a pretty good job of leading? I mean, the place isn't in shambles so I can only assume," Zach mewed, forcing some sort of laugh out of him. Sighing, he turned to Bigby. "By the way, it's nice to meet you. How have you been?"

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 340px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Ah, damn, the first one who had shown up couldn't even participate without risking their health. Zach figured he could just give them some candy later on, feeling slightly bad about not being able to include everyone. "Hey, at least you're trying to put a positive spin on it. If you want, after this is all over, I can make sure you get a portion of the candy?" Poisonedplaythrough suggested, shrugging, even though the blinded Darkclanner wouldn't see.

"Oh, and I'm Poisonedplaythrough, but Zacharie or Zach is fine as well. I just keep it as a side name, kinda. It's nice to meet you, Ben." Poi introduced himself, sitting up a bit straighter and trying to force a little more happiness in his voice. Who knows, a little could go a long way.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 340px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Oh, this guy looked a bit lost. No matter, if they were looking for Darkclan, then they had arrived at their correct location. "Hey, welcome to Darkclan. I'm Poisonedplaythrough." The cream-colored tom introduced himsef, not caring if his name wasn't needed. It was always nice to know some creatures outside of the clan, and this dude didn't look like they were hostile in any way.

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how is everyone?? C:

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 340px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Poisonedplaythrough stretched his wings out as he came to a halt by Koda, his head tilting towards the unfamiliar Darkclanner. "I'm sorry about your accident," The cream-colored male muttered, folding the pair of wings up again. "I don't think we've met either, I'm Poisonedplaythrough, Poi for short, or Zach." He mewed, his face crinkling up to show that he was smiling underneath his medical mask. "How have you been? Has anything interesting happened to you lately?"

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