Posts by Recila

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With the boulder gone, she returned to the white wolf.
"Do you think you can move?"

Ooc: Eh? Oops. Meant Dafter.

Ic: Ferris's laughter faded, and he realized that his eyes were open. He frowned to himself.
"Aww..." He mumbled. "I can't play anymore..."

Entropy frowned, but let the subject drop.

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Silver worked her way under Angel and stood up.
"You don't mind a piggy back ride, do you?"

Ferris nodded. "Yup. She wins."

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Silver gave a small nod. "Good."
With that, she started into the cave, taking note of every small noise to avoid another rock-fall.

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Ooc: See us letter then!

Ic: Silver twitched as she heard pebbles shifting, thinking that another boulder got loose.

Emberbone smirked to himself as he looked down at the mass of fighting cats. Amazing, he thought to himself. It was so simple- so easily done!
The fox-pelted tom was relaxing on a tree branch, far above reach. He allowed himself another self-satisfied smirk.
Just one lousy kit from each clan on each border... He internally laughed, to create this much chaos! Who knew? Who knew how much fun it was create such an event!
Emberbone snorted as one particularly angry cat lunged at a grey she-cat- and was promptly put to death.
Chaos... Death... Terror... Rage... For once, I thank my boredom. But... I wonder when it will stop- or if it will stop. Perhaps I should keep the war going- just until my boredom is cured and I can laugh no more.
Emberbone stood up, balancing on the thin branch. Ah, I'll worry about that later. For now, I'll join in on the fun...
He began to descend downwards, easily jumping from branch-to-branch like it was a staircase.

OOC: Yeah... A bored, insane Emberbone is a dangerous one. Anyway, congratulations on making it to this section! I'm going to lay down a few rules, and give more information on Emberbone!

1. Your cat is not god. It cannot warp from one area to the next, it cannot know everything. It is just a cat. Also, you cannot have a StarClanner join the fight, nor the Dark Forest. That would be cheating.
2. This one is a big one- Grammar and spelling. Remember to use periods, commas, and (if necessary) spell-check. I don't like it when people use 'text-talk' on a role-play, nor being faced with a huge wall of text.
3. No major swears- d*mn, sh*t, and a couple other minor swears are okay, but don't use words such as b*tch, f*ck, etc. It's foul language, and a sign of stupidity.
4. Unless approved by the owner of the character, do not kill, injure, or otherwise change their character's state. Just a common courtesy, but one I'd like to enforce.
5. Have fun, and use your creativity!
- These will be updated as necessary.

Alright, character profile! This is not necessary, but if you want to do it, feel free!

Name: Emberbone
Gender: Male
Looks: Emberbone is, as stated earlier, very similar to a fox. He has amber eyes, black paws, and a mostly dark orange color scheme. White runs from his chin to the corner of his mouth, then down the neck and covering his underbelly. His fur is mostly short, but due to some strange gene, his tail has longer fur and a white tip.
Personality: He is an angry individual, and quick to snap, but is well-versed in identifying how a cat works. He prefers to be alone, but once in a blue moon, he may join a clan, usually resulting in chaos and horrible, horrible things. Such as death. He is patient when he knows it would be best, and can change his personality at the drop of a leaf. Half of this is just a front, and in reality, he is very lonely, but knows that living with others results in tragedy.
*On occasion, his mind snaps (Generally after being forced to recall his past or a close friend/love interest dying) and he goes temporarily insane. His personality does a complete one-eighty;
He becomes a patient, cold-blooded individual, with a knack for playing the chessmaster. He is able to orchestrate events to his wants, and isn't afraid to tell as many lies, kill as many cats, break apart friendships and mates to get what he wants. He's a lover of chaos and death, and Insane!Emberbone's nickname is 'The Grim Reaper'. This is the Emberbone that is currently here.

As a side note, Emberbone will not be killed in the role-play, nor crippled.

Ooc: Starting over? Oh, goodie! Especially since I don't remember- Oh, wait, now I do. Alright, I'm back in the game.

1.)What is your name?
Fur-is. But Mommy calls me 'Ferris'. Silly Mommy!
2.) What do you look like?
Um... *Starts spinning in circles in an attempt to look at face* *giggles* What was I doing a'ain?
3.) If I caught a bird and it pecked my leg, would I have eaten it?
Why would the birdy peck me? I jus' wanna be frien's...
4.) what does the word blinking mean?
Uh... This? *Picks up a shiny object*
5.) How do you spell freaky?
P-H-R- Oh, shiny!

Ooc: 0_0' Dear Starclan, I've been gone for months!

Ic: The stranger laughed lightly at the kitten's mimicry. "I'm Gale- though your leader might rename me. And your name is...?"
...
Oceankit, now adjusted the afternoon light, looked out at the clearing. It was awfully loud. Warriors and queens were whispering to one another about something she couldn't hear. It must be in camp tho-
Her eyes landed on the stranger. Oh. Was that what they were talking about?

Ooc: *Spinning in circles... Redundantly* Wheee! It feels nice to be back in the Wolf RP zone. Oh, and I went over the thread again. Kat is not back to normal. She's still a wolfy feline, as you put it. :3
And Night is still going to have a hard time talking to her.

Ic: Night rose to his paws and padded over to his cat-turned-wolf-like-feline-possible-crush. "Kat? What's wrong?"
He asked quietly, head cocked to the side.

Night blinked. "A freak? You? Aw, please. That's not true."

Night bit his lower lip softly. He couldn't hear whoever she was yelling at- maybe it was one of those weird sibling things, where they could hear each other no matter where the other was... Or was it just knowing when the other was in danger?

OOC: I'm assuming Destani is using her freakish magic again.
By the way, how do you talk in rhyme, with even rhythm and perfect time?

Emberbone paused in his descent to look at the... mix who addressed him. "Hmm? No-"
He was rudely interrupted by someone screeching- presumably at him. He scowled at the raggedy brown tom.
"You're in the middle of a fight, and you're worried about someone enjoying himself?" Emberbone yelled right back. "I'd say you have bigger problems to deal with, but so have I!"
With that, he continued down the tree, his joy at all the gore around him soundly thrashed. Perhaps he would make the killjoy one of the casualties. Or he would let bygones be bygones. Whatever worked.

*Whistles*
Wooow... Sounds pretty darn gory, my friend...
I'LL READ IT!
If you decide to post on Fanfiction or somewhere it can be read.

Ooc: Oh. That's... I can't really say anything. No right to judge and all that crap. But I never would've guessed- you seem so happy and bouncy. Or I'm just an idiot. Either one.
Hmm... Maybe she put mushroom powder in the air!

Ic: Night pricked his ears as Kat uttered the words 'my... forbidden love?' but attempted to look as casual as possible. He was failing spectacularly.

Ooc: Yay! *Spins in circles*
Are we going to be waiting for more people to join (as caretakers and the mentally handicapped kittehs)?

Ooc: I, personally, don't mind listening to other peoples' problems. I've got ears and a heart, so why put them to waste, eh?

Ic: Night jerked back in an attempt to avoid the splash. He failed, but the majority of the water landed harmlessly on the sandy grass.
"Uh, Kat? Who were you talking to just now?" Night asked warily, standing up just in case she turned her anger to him. It happened often in the pack- and would probably happen many more times to come.

Emberbone watched the mixbreed climb down the hill and disappear into one of the camps.
Do I follow and possibly help, or keep out of it? He pondered. Before he reached his answer, the she-cat was exiting the camp with two kittens. He shrugged to himself. Keep out of it.
With that settled, he pounced on a nearby tom. Emberbone dug his claws into the tom's back as the cat reared in an attempt to throw him off.
"Tsk, tsk~" He sang. "I'm not letting you go that easily!"
He began to rake the tom's spine with his hind claws, giving an alarmingly murderous smile as the blood washed over his paws.

Ooc: Bah, there're probably lots more. You just haven't met 'em yet!

Ic: "Kat?" Night tried, his caution overrun by concern. Now that he thought about it, this was happening a lot lately.