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CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — riverclan — she/her — tags
[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Loveletter wasn't used to the unbearable heat of the desert. If she had only seen the territory in a picture, she would have thought it to be covered in snow instead of sand, but as soon as she felt her paws tip the sands, she knew the alabaster color was deceiving. A frown of discontent upon her face, the usually cheerful feline felt herself grimace as even more grains of sand trickled between her toes and gave intense discomfort with every step. At this point, the calico was convinced that it had not been a good idea to have come to Bloodclan, but she supposed it wouldn't be too much of a loss if she wasted away in the desert sands.
It wasn't long before the feline came upon the crest of a hill and spotted a massive brick wall rising from the barren desert in the distance. Relief glimmering into her amber eyes, the cat nearly slipped on the pale grains below her in her scramble towards the border, only for her lunge to slow as she drew closer to the barrier. With every step closer, the pungent scent of rotting carcasses and dead bodies grew stronger until it had become unbearable. "God damn," she cursed, crinkling her nose in repulsion. "does anyone have basic decency anymore? Or is it only me?" Loveletter muttered to herself, feeling her gag reflex act up as she tried to bear the incredible strength of the scent. She was sure that if she ever wanted to wage war with Bloodclan, she would just turn away at the door simply because of the filth of the border.
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CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — riverclan — she/her — tags
[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]There was an incredibly casual expression on Loveletter's face as she took a step away from the stone staircase and into Blizzardclan territory, a calm look glittering in her amber eyes as she surveyed her surroundings with a languid surroundings. The calico wasn't too afraid of heights, which explained her incredibly serenity as she toed the precarious line between living and being a mere puddle on the ground beneath the floating islands, but to be fair, Loveletter wasn't afraid of a lot. Work hard, die early was her motto, she didn't plan to live too long. Which also explained her incredible lack of self-care; the bags beneath her eyes, how her first two ribs seemed to neatly poke from her pelt, how she glanced about as if she wasn't fully in the world.
Briefly adjusting the thickly-framed glasses that sat upon her nose, the feline moved a bit farther, a loud yawn coming from her maw. Loveletter was a night owl, and a world where morning meant 8:00 am did not mesh too well with her world, where noon was morning at the earliest. She yawned again and paused briefly to rub her eyes, eyelids feeling like boulders sitting upon her amber optics.

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CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — riverclan — she/her — tags
[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Before she knew it, Love found herself surrounded by strangers, all saying something or another; some stated their names and gave formal introductions, others asked for her name. Loveletter was happy to oblige. "Whooo," she whistled with a smile, flicking an ear with a flash of her bright amber eyes. "didn't know there would be an audience for lil' ol' me!" she responded smoothly, laughing a bit. "My nickname is Loveletter, but my real name is a secret!" she winked, shifting her weight slightly so that she could get up to a better height with the rest of them, even if she was much smaller than any of her peers. In a way, it made her jealous. "Anywho, I was hoping to crawl into this clan and infect it like the little virus I am. Whaddya say?"

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CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — riverclan — she/her — tags
[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Loveletter was prone to wandering when she wasn't messing around with her clanmates; when she found herself needing some quiet time away from her amazing jokes, her paws automatically took a turn into the territory without any forethought. While in there, she would often just take a nap or test her mental skill, as it was rare that she found someone to bother her, but today, there was someone teetering upon the border like a sick puppy. Curiosity glimmering in her amber eyes, the feline approached with a mirthful smile, going for a casual approach. "What up?" she wondered, the calico languidly sitting opposite of the pitch black feline. Of course, she meant name and business, but Loveletter didn't really fit into a box of normality.

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CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — riverclan — she/her — tags
[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Loveletter liked gifts, as everyone should. It meant free stuff, and even if the calico considered herself very rich (in multiple aspects, even if untrue), no one could deny getting something for free in a day and age when everyone was a slave to capitalism. Approaching with a languid grin, the humorous feline adjusted her glasses and winked at Ace, in a friendly way, of course. "Thanks man," she chirped, quickly digging through the gifts he offered and pulling out a broken piece of headphones, which she quickly strapped to her head. "now I can really block out the haters."

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CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — riverclan — she/her — tags
[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Loveletter turne dher half-lidded gaze to stare up at Alexa, her amber eyes glittering with an eternal, bizarre mirth that seemed unique to the odd feline. Adjusting her striped glasses only briefly, the cat grinned in response. "Only if you wanna spend that much time with me willingly." she joked, waving her tail with a shuffle of her paws. She was antsy; she had so many good ideas for pranks that is was impossible to keep still.
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CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — riverclan — she/her — tags
[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Loveletter couldn't help but grin at the words of the feline, crinkling her lidded amber eyes and raising her cheeks with the expression. As soon as Luna stopped talking, she couldn't help but laugh, not even attempting to hide her obvious mirth. "Haha, so awkward." she commented with a glimmer in her eyes, automatically responding Luna's inquiry for headache relief with one of her many prepared answers. "Death is a pretty good solution but I wouldn't suggest it. Maybe stick your face in sand or something. That always cheers me up." Loveletter continued to laugh and joke without stop, hardly stopping to even adequately answer Luna's question. Love knew she was an incredibly infuriating person but she made no move to change it, so she must be fine with it. "Annnyways, my nickname is Lovletter and my real name is too sacred to be passed around willy-nilly, so it's a secret for now. have fun in, uh, this clan." She didn't even know what clan it was. She was also incredibly careless, it seemed.
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ty pen!! it's from an avatar thread tho so I didn't make it myself but I do love it a lot!!
I love luna omg
she's so salty
and ty!! she's my little meme child <3 -
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CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — riverclan — she/her — tags
[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Loveletter didn't even know who Sweetophelia was, and yet the glasses clad feline still found herself following after the leader. To her, it was completely reasonable: Loveletter had very good main character senses, and when she found the main character, she also found herself following them, for their imminent luck was good for a side character like her. Especially her, considering the stroke of bad luck that always seemed to run rampant across not only her everyday life, but her entire existence. It was unfortunate really, but that's why Loveletter smiled and laughed and joked, just to distract from everything that she had done in the past. As such, she had a very wide grin as she approached beside the leader, but as soon as she saw the hybrid standing upon the border, her jaw dropped into an 'o' shape. "Whoah..." was all the female muttered, eyes wide.

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CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — riverclan — she/her — tags
[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]not gonna lie
all she is meme
Loveletter is a slave to the memedomOpen to-
Friends
Enemies
Frienemies
Relationships (prepare for angst)
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omg;;; that makes me so happy
ty <33 I love luna too
she's so dry and sarcastic I love it so much
heck ye!! prankster + 'i rlly don't understand your jokes but ok' is best interaction! would you like a thread between them? :^) -
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CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — riverclan — she/her — tags
[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]/ cries because my writing is so bad rn
rip meThe sun was shining, the wind was chiming, the forest was singing with the sounds of nature. Even as the feline found herself stepping just on the edge of the wood, she could feel the energy from the foliage buzz and hum within her. it wasn't an entirely unpleasant feeling, but Loveletter found herself wishing she hadn't gone out at all. She was an incredibly charismatic cat with good looks to boot (at least she thought so) but even then, she hated going outside and interacting at all. She found it better to stay inside all day and never come out, for holing herself up and isolating herself from those she should like was a talent she had strengthened over the years of abuse. Even so, she knew never talking to anyone was bad for her, as many people have told her, so she tried, if only to maintain her image. And so, she masqueraded with a happy smile and joked, often at her own expense.
And that's what they were, jokes. She teased everyone; herself, someone else, anybody, even if the subject was sensitive, simply because it was a pretty good coping mechanism. As such, she didn't feel a lick of guilt as she approached the group, her amber eyes glimmering in intrigue, and made a rather sensitive comment. "Cat got your tongue?" she wondered with a smile, the mirth clear in her voice, if only to make the mute understand. "Anyways, the name is Loveletter. If you're not planning on joining, you should at least stay, if only for this." with a grin, the feline gestured to herself, only to break out in laughter soon after.

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CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — riverclan — she/her — tags
[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Coral, huh? Fitting, considering her rather obvious origins with the sea. It was almost expected, Loveletter thought; it really was getting to easy to predict the next movements of people, the feline mused. It wasn't good with people like her around. "Welcome to Snowstormgroup," Loveletter responded quickly, purposefully butchering the name for sake of humor. "I'm Loveletter but I also respond to, 'Hey you, get out of there!', just in case you were wondering." The feline cast a wink in the direction of Coral, settling down beside her clanmates with a languid flick of her tail. The feline began to note small nuances about the hybrid; how she seemed to shuffle when eyes were on her, how she shivered in nervousness. Subconciously, Love wondered what kind of secrets she could uncover about Coral. But for now, she was okay with making jokes.
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CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — riverclan — she/her — tags
[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]From the depths of the forest came the calico, her bright amber eyes glinting from behind the lens oft he glasses she wore and her paws bringing her closer to where Ivylen sat. She looked young, Loveletter noted, and she was briefly reminded of someone that dabbled in her past, someone she had particular fun with. It was at this point that the calico decided to test her luck on the female, the calico smiling mirthfully. "Welcome to Snowlegion. I'm Loveletter and I'd like to think I'm attractive but some don't agree." she introduced herself with a mirthful tone, butchering the name of the clan for sake of humor. "Anywho, I wouldn't get too close to the ledge there. That specific step is known as Death's Stair Step because that's where most people fall off. Don't say i didn't warn you though." Despite how obvious of a joke it was, Loveletter looked entirely serious... Was she telling the truth? The short answer was no, no she wasn't.
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CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — riverclan — she/her — tags
[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Love wasn't about the boring questions. She was a fast-paced cat who jumped from conversation to conversation like a pinball and was constantly changing the subject, constantly joking, constantly laughing out loud and smiling. She didn't care for small talk and was determined to know the deepest darkest secrets of her clanmates, determined to learn every fear and every wish and every dream. For what? She didn't know, maybe she was just nosy, but Love couldn't remember a time where she wasn't craving information like one might crave food. Yet, as the cat came upon the scene, she realized it might not be the time for deep question so she settled for something softer. "Where do you want to get married?" she wondered out of the blue, her amber eyes glinting from behind the lens of her glasses. "I plan on getting married at a space station. And then I'll just float off into space."
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would you mind making?? I hate asking people that but I'm pretty busy right now ^^;
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thank you so much!!
@Coralpaw I'd love that!! Eventually, Loveletter would try to push her away if they get too close ('you'll only get bad luck if you're friends with me' etc etc) but I'd definitely love for them to be friends! <3
who would you prefer to make the thread, if you want a thread?@pen. thank you so much!! she's the favorite character I've made so far <3
that'd be awesome!! I'd be so grateful if you made, thank you again ! -
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CAPITALISM KILLS — loveletter — riverclan — she/her — tags
[fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]/ It's okay! No worries :^)
Loveletter couldn't even remember why she joined. She supposed it was good to have a home, somewhere to rest her head every night without worrying whether predators were nearby or if she would wake up to an empty stomach, but still, she couldn't quite understand the appeal. Of course, she was a naturally social person, but seeing so many people in one day made the calico want to rest her head on a boulder and never return to the world of the living until she was done hibernating. Even so, it was unavoidable. Love supposed she would have crack open her neverending fountain of completely amazing jokes sooner or later, at least, that's what she believed.
At some point, she couldn't remember why, Loveletter had taken to wandering the camp. She had not been taken on a tour yet, for she loved the surprise of falling into pitholes that anyone who lived there for more than a day would have just avoided, so she was prone to glancing around and looking at all the sights around her. She had been out for less than five minutes when she came across the body of Luna, who laid upon the floor as if the ground could swallow her whole and take up any problems she was feeling with it. Smiling at the sight, no matter how cruel it was, the feline couldn't help but crack a joke. "Keep popping seeds like that and you may never wake up," Love commented with a laugh, mirth glimmering in her gaze. "That's scientifically proven, ya know."

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