Posts by Sharven

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    His body moved forward, obediently taking a place next to Deathwish. He sat, his head tall and proud. This was his camp, and it had been taken from him, forcefully. The saddest part is that no cat would know. He lived in a world, trapped inside his head, entirely hidden by Deathwish's hypnosis. No one could tell, and he could tell no one. Instead, he sat silently in the corners of his own mind as Deathwish took over.


    "Cats of Skull! It is true. A council of your leaders and high powers have met and we agree this is for the best. Deathwish has come to bring the dawning of a new era to the Skull. He has come to restore the glory to our name."


    The voice was his, but it wasn't.


    You bastard, he thought, knowing that Deathwish could not hear him. He could only be their puppet master, making them all be compliant and bending them to his will.




    OOC: The HPs have all been hypnotized and are under Deathwish's control. NO OTHER CAT WILL KNOW THIS. If you cat speaks out about it, Deathwish will have them put to death.

    Sharven piped up first, the moving puppet of the intruder.


    "Dokuro, this is Deathwish. He is a trustworthy ally from the Elite that has come here to help us reshape the Skull and return it to it's former glory. Please, come closer so he can share his story with you."


    Deathwish, he thought. You will pay for this with your life!

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    [color=black]Everybody said we gotta take a chance and tell them what the hell went wrong.
    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    Sharven stood firmly next to Pluxiria. It was time. Time to take on the Elite, whether he agreed or not. It would be a death sentence for many of the cats here... But he had no way to say no and fight against the will Deathwish had laid on him.


    "To improve our chances of victory, all of our prisoners will be taken with to fight! You will fight, or you will die."


    Or you will fight... and you will die, he thought.


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    [color=black]Everybody said we gotta take a chance and tell them what the hell went wrong.
    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    "Right." Sharven said, nonchalantly dismissing the bloody scene that had occurred before them. "I suggest you all shut your mouths and just accept it. We have been too lenient and the Skull no longer accept that our prisoners can become anything more than Trash. You prisoners are our slaves and our fighting drones. You will do as we say at all times. Now get off your sorry asses and listen to Pluxiria. He is organizing the attack now."


    With that, the leader gave a huff and left the room to meet Pluxiria with the other gathering cats. A battle plan would be arranged and the attack would happen soon.


    http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=890072.0


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    [color=black]Everybody said we gotta take a chance and tell them what the hell went wrong.
    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    "You look a bit disheveled," Sharven said, coming across a somewhat familiar looking cat. "Are you hurt?"


    The scent in the air told him not to be alarmed. There was ever so slightly the smell of Skull coming from this newcomer.


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    [color=black]Everybody said we gotta take a chance and tell them what the hell went wrong.
    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    "Indeed," Sharven added with a growl. "These are the laws of Skull. These are the laws you will live by. Or, you will die. We will see to it that every single rebel will die like the traitor scum they are."


    He padded forward to Deathwish, mimicking his position, a sinister, dark glare on his face, ready to kill the first cat who disagreed.


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    [color=black]Everybody said we gotta take a chance and tell them what the hell went wrong.
    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    "What none of you seem to understand," Sharven growled, "is that these are the ways of the TRUE Skull! Before we became a bunch of spineless she-cat lovers! Fortis knows that I've tried to keep my mind, but we have gotten so far away from WHAT THIS CLAN WAS FOUNDED ON! We are turning into the weak bastard BoneClanners, and I am sick of it! You WILL obey the old rules, in all their glory, or you WILL be killed! Your choice is NOW. Leave. You have ONE CHANCE to leave without being killed... Or you will be tortured and kept prisoner with the rest of the Trash for rebelling!"


    His voice was loud, clear, and threatening. The leader of the Skull despised Deathwish for his controlling, but for a moment, he knew that he actually agreed with what he was saying. This is how the Skull would thrive. They would become great again by becoming what they were. And maybe even regain their feared name.


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    [color=black]Everybody said we gotta take a chance and tell them what the hell went wrong.
    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    “And property she is. The daughter of a leader. Stealing a she-cat from us, right from under our noses…” Sharven felt a low growl rumble through his chest.


    He had no idea what it meant to be a father or a mate, but he knew what it was like to be stolen from, and under Deathwish’s influence or not, this would not go without punishment.


    “Did Dita fight back?” he asked.


    Had she been purely snatched, or was this something more?



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    [color=black]Everybody said we gotta take a chance and tell them what the hell went wrong.
    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    Sharven had been fighting to keep control of his mind, but nothing had come of it. No matter how hard he tried to turn his body around, he forged forward with the Skull ranks in tow. They would attack, and many of them would die. The grey tabby tom knew that the recovery from this both with the Elite and the Skull would take time, but there was nothing he could do right now.


    His body and outward mind obeyed everything Deathwish wanted, and Deathwish wanted a war.


    “Skull! Attack!” He yowled loudly, ordering the clan to charge the doors of the Elite.


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    [color=black]Everybody said we gotta take a chance and tell them what the hell went wrong.
    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    BATTLE THREAD: http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=899884.0


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    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    ELITE BATTLE THREAD: http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=899884.0


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    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    No problem :) I hope all is well...


    There is a battle going on, and the Skull has been taken over.


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    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    Sharven | Skull | Leader | Hard| No kill - Injure Ok | OPEN


    Sharven wanted to explain everything to Gideon, to anyone in the Elite who would listen. The thing with hypnotism was that it didn't allow you to. You were trapped in your own mind, acting like someone else's puppet. In this case, it was Deathwish.


    Where was that tom? Had had he really sent them here to fight and then abandoned them? No -- he would have his mind back, he was sure. He had to be here somewhere.


    "The Elite are allies to the Skull, yes... However you have never been a clan to be trusted!" He hissed at Sharven, claws flexing.


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    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    This cat and that, all bloodied and fighting. There was something exhilarating in all of this, and Sharven was almost thankful for the excitement for once. Even if it came at the paws of a crazy tom.


    The Skull leader saw his co-leader battling an Elite cat, protecting a prisoner and his son... Nez. He was a good tom; passionate.


    Sharven let out a battle cry and lunged in. He had a few cats running from him already, back to their medical teams. It was time to add a few more.


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    [color=black]Everybody said we gotta take a chance and tell them what the hell went wrong.
    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    The entire battle, Sharven had been fighting for his mind. He needed to stop this if there was ever any hope of the Skull and Elite being on speaking terms again... and at this point, that was a lot to hope for.


    The grey tabby tom screamed in his mind, willing his body back into his control. It hurt - the mental fight was exhausting, but in the end he finally won.


    "Skull! RETREAT IMMEDIATELY!" He managed, his voice louder than ever before. "GET YOUR ASSES BACK TO THE CAVES!"


    And if Deathwish was there when they returned, he was certain there would be a consequence for breaking through.


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    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    Sharven stood before the Skull, his mind still the plaything of Deathwish. His wounds had been few, but the mental damage was great. The battle was pointless, and Deathwish had made him call it off so suddenly – why was that? It was so… odd.


    “Cats of the Skull, we return defeated. Nevertheless we will still rise to glory again. I have some positions to announce. After this battle, I wanted to let you know that Safari is no longer an Herb in Training. Our Herbs may choose their own trainee as soon as they wish.”


    He glanced around the room, waiting for more to gather. He had a few promotions to announce as well.



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    [color=black]Everybody said we gotta take a chance and tell them what the hell went wrong.
    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    "Next I announce two new Cave Wardens. These two have proven themselves over and over in battle and in the Caves. May Fortis look down on them with kindness and guide them in their paths."


    He looked around the meeting, hoping to spot the two.


    "Kimba, you will become a Cave Warden alongside Nebuchadnezzar. You will do your camp proud."


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    [color=black]Everybody said we gotta take a chance and tell them what the hell went wrong.
    We only listened to the words that we sang, now a million are singing along.




    "She-cats may. Consider it an oppertunity to prove their worth as more than trash," Sharven replied.


    He gave a polite tail swish to his little friend


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