Posts by Fierce Flash

((actually, my cat did not steal your prey.)) he walked sadly in the forest. "why are those cats doing this to me? don't they want to hear the important news I bare? oh never mind, why would i care..." he said and walked faster.

"apologize? to what? " he said to himself. and kept walking on..

He walked and dodged thornes, He was very carefull, and made sure he did not step on anything sharp, his paws were very weak. he tried to Figure out why everyone was treating him that way. "If i didn't eat on their borders, i'd have starved to death" he thought and his face looked angry. "those cats deserve whats coming to 'em" he also thought. But still, he felt sorry for those unaware warriors.

A small Kit orange tabby with bright green eyes and white paws runs in chasing a butterfly, he leaps at it and misses a couple times. and then trips over a muchroom.he yelps and scrambles away from it. "what is that!?" he asks himself, and then He notices there is other cats around him. "oh..." he says in a shakey voice.

The little Kit hid behind a mushroom, scared that the cats would beat him up just like his parents did because he was a runt.

a full black cat with glowing green eyes walks into the factory, he is just a paw, so he is very curious. "woah, this place is neat!"

DarkPaw looked at a box, and leaped at it, it fell over and he crawled into it. "some kind of den..." he said while looking out of it. "Haha, a den for mice!" he smiled.

DarkPaw leaped out of the box and started to attack it "ha! take that!" then he stopped when he saw there was thousands of boxes all around, and a convair belt. "oh wow!! moving ground!! walking ground, how does it do that!?" he asked, but he knew no one would answer, and he leaped up on to the belt and walked the other way. "hey look at me, it looks like im walking but going no where!" he said and giggled.

he fell flat on his stomach. "hey! what was that for?" he asked.

"i am having fun!" he said and smiled, he picked up little box up and tossed it at her. and laughed.
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DarkPaw leaped onto the other Belt and jumped in a box. "hehe..."

"oh, sorry" he said and the box hit him on the head. but he just laughed.

He smiled and begun chasing her "im going to get you!" he shouted.

He leaped over a drop in the belt and kept on chasing her.

8/30

Darkpaw dodged all the boxes that were flying round. but a box went under his paws and knocked him face first onto the belt."owe....." he said, but got up and shaked the box of his paw and ran after her, panting for breath.

9/30

((i have to go offline...))

Hi, I'm Danni, and lets roleplay some small fringe investigations.

I'd like it if you roleplayed Lincoln or make up your own character! :3
This should be fun, PLZ ROLEPLAY!

Name: Danni Hunter.
Rank: Special agent- Usually assigned head of investigations or feild agent.
Position: Agent. Investigator. Field Agent.
age: 29
Weapon: Special fringe gun made by Walter Bishop.
Bio: when I was 6 years old, my parents abused me, they were murderers, I watched them kill people, and this being my life I thought it was normal, I was in their shoes, helping them do it, I can think like them, therefor it helps me in investigations against criminals, when I was 17 I was caught in the act of stealing expensive jewellery from an old lady in the streets. I went to jail and my fellow prisoners were tough on me and unfriendly, but they liked me, I was the only woman there. when I was 19 I was released and agreed to help an investigation to find my parents if they provided me with some money and a home to live in, I wanted my parents to pay for what they did to me, they ruined me. I did remarkably well and the Feds looked into me, I was useful. when I was 20, It was rough for me, I never lived alone and I was very conscious of my surroundings and I was scared for my life. I had little money and it wasn’t easy for me to be around people, I had absolutely no social skills. soon the feds asked me to work for them as an agent, they’d pay. when I was 24, My cases were very extreme, but I always solved every one, they were gruesome, but I was used to it. My cases kept getting weirder, involving strange happenings, that’s when Agent Broyles moved me to Fringe Division, and I ranked higher, It all was good for me, but it unsettled me, the cases I was assigned to all reminded me of my sick parents and what they did.
I’m 30 now, and what lies ahead of me is…..Fringe! lol
Personality: I’m a very usually happy person considering my past, I’m the glass is half full type, ya’know, I’m just happy I got out of my parents lives, I’m hilarious, always cracking jokes or pranks, but when its time for a case I’m serious and determined to get it done right, I’m not afraid of a fight, verbally or physically, I’m very good at those, I was trained the arts, I’m a very sweet girl, Daring, Avdenturous, witty, bubbly, spastic, clever, smart, cunning, mysterious. and dark inside.
appearance: brunnette, green eyes. aannnnd, Tall, slim, curvy and long hair.
and likes Lincoln

(Can I join? if so, and I do like telling a bit bout my character)
Scarla Hunter, Secretly a girl dressed as the cabin boy (If there is no cabin boy)
I'm tall, slim, curvy (I use a tigh corset to hid me being a girl)
tan and very pretty, but with my hair up and tucked into my hat I just look like a very cute young boy, But I'm actually 17 years old.NO ONE KNOWS MY NAME, they just call me the cabinboy

in her brown, raggy old clothing, she sits by the dock fishing, waiting for a pirate to recruit her as cabin boy.
she lets out a sigh, " I really want a life at sea and being a pirate! but Its bad luck for a woman to be board a ship, and no one accepts me" she though, lying back forgetting about the fishing.
her plan was to slowly take over the ship, with my mad skills,she is very VERY cunning, clever and bold, she was a pirate at heart, she was. Just looking for some adventure and fresh air blowing in her hair.

Hi, I'm Danni, and lets roleplay some small fringe investigations.

I'd like it if you roleplayed Lincoln or make up your own character! :3
This should be fun, PLZ ROLEPLAY!

Name: Danni Hunter.
Rank: Special agent- Usually assigned head of investigations or feild agent.
Position: Agent. Investigator. Field Agent.
age: 29
Weapon: Special fringe gun made by Walter Bishop.
Bio: when I was 6 years old, my parents abused me, they were murderers, I watched them kill people, and this being my life I thought it was normal, I was in their shoes, helping them do it, I can think like them, therefor it helps me in investigations against criminals, when I was 17 I was caught in the act of stealing expensive jewellery from an old lady in the streets. I went to jail and my fellow prisoners were tough on me and unfriendly, but they liked me, I was the only woman there. when I was 19 I was released and agreed to help an investigation to find my parents if they provided me with some money and a home to live in, I wanted my parents to pay for what they did to me, they ruined me. I did remarkably well and the Feds looked into me, I was useful. when I was 20, It was rough for me, I never lived alone and I was very conscious of my surroundings and I was scared for my life. I had little money and it wasn’t easy for me to be around people, I had absolutely no social skills. soon the feds asked me to work for them as an agent, they’d pay. when I was 24, My cases were very extreme, but I always solved every one, they were gruesome, but I was used to it. My cases kept getting weirder, involving strange happenings, that’s when Agent Broyles moved me to Fringe Division, and I ranked higher, It all was good for me, but it unsettled me, the cases I was assigned to all reminded me of my sick parents and what they did.
I’m 30 now, and what lies ahead of me is…..Fringe! lol
Personality: I’m a very usually happy person considering my past, I’m the glass is half full type, ya’know, I’m just happy I got out of my parents lives, I’m hilarious, always cracking jokes or pranks, but when its time for a case I’m serious and determined to get it done right, I’m not afraid of a fight, verbally or physically, I’m very good at those, I was trained the arts, I’m a very sweet girl, Daring, Avdenturous, witty, bubbly, spastic, clever, smart, cunning, mysterious. and dark inside.
appearance: brunnette, green eyes. aannnnd, Tall, slim, curvy and long hair.
and likes Lincoln

(sure, can you just quickly update me with a briefing? just so I know whats going on a tad! THX!)