Username: hi,hi
Display: Princess bride
Activity: pretty good
Muse: 4/10 to 8/10
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Name: Gunfire
Gender: female
Age: 24 moons
Rank: {if hp, requested rank} Ambassador (if not just warrior)
Appearance: Gunfire is a simple cat. Nothing fancy. She's a marbled lilac tabby with steely grey eyes. She's named Gunfire because the marbling looks like smoke curling from a gun barrel and her eyes are cold metal color. Gunny is very well built, but like Luciole has a condition making her very short, standing just a little taller than Luci herself.
Personality: Gunny is a bit ambitious. She doesn't thirst for power, she just likes making her power be known. To outsiders, she can fire off insults and hostility like a gun. But to cats close to her, she's a worried, mellow, embarrassed and has a soft spot for kits and Luciole. They bonded, and became best of friends.
History: {optional}
Roleplaying sample: Gunfire scanned the camp with her steely grey chips, sitting percariously on a thin perch. Lifting one small paw, she inspected it and then began washing sand and other things off. Bush she was sitting on swaying, she gripped her claws in tighter.
Other: I know I'm getting a bit ambitious myself, going for two HPs.
Posts by hi,hi
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I was 9
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gah recapture? for my charries because i am a lazy bum and was busy with cat rps
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If anyone dies, tell Luciole so she can absorb your spirit!
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Luciole's maw cracked a small grin at the sight of the lumniary." Well, and you? I myself was just think over some things." Shaking out her marbled lynx tabby point fur, Luci's two dark sea chips looked at Étoile.
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Gunfire swayed on her bush then headed down to the beach herself, but gave Beatingdrums and Marvel a wide berth as she settled on a rockier area of the beach, where the waves pummeled the rocks and sprayed salt into her metallic eyes.
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A sleepy Luci from her nap, stepped out onto the sand of the camp, blue eyes still sparkling though.
[[[ if someone finds my muse please return it]]]
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Luciole's point ears heard Panickit, and saw her tail. Bounding over, she drew a line in the sand with her paw and turned to the pair. " Panickit, if you or any of the other kits go exploring over this line, I will not hesitate to report you to Britishcustard." Luci said this in a calm manner, but her sea chips were swimming with anger, fear, hurt, and regret.
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-yawn- morn' everyone.
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Luciole sighed, then the petite forever she cat hollered back to the herald. " ONE MOMENT BRIT! BE THERE IN A SECOND OR TEN!" Looking from Sterlingpaw to Panickit, she sighed, dashed into her den and threw on her prom necklace, and the began what was for her a hard climb to the den of Britishcustard. Finally hauling herself over, she flopped onto the stone, then got up and headed in. Glancing about the den, she looked for a stone to perch on. Marbled lynx tabby point face lighting up, she hauled herself onto a flat stone large enough for just her. " This had better be good. I'm craving crab, can't find any, can't find a male prom date, and I just woke up." The pissed fem spun her necklace around on her neck twice, pearls of black catching the light. Taking the white paw she had been spinning with, she began to lick out dirt. If this string of bad events went on much longer, she'd probably swear her tongue off.
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That's regular for me. At least twice a day we can hear sirens. It's become as normal as the sun for us. -shrug-
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" I can have at least two strings of necklaces in a week." rising, Luciole's eyes gleaned.
//all muse on xanje\\
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That's the sad part...
More than half are ambulances and firetrucks. -
Luciole stepped onto the scene, next to Gunfire. She herself was decked out in a black pearl necklace and her usual sunflower behind her right ear. Gunfire, who usually wore bother but her pelt had a blue flower tucked behind her ear and a chain of them around her neck. Marbled lynx tabby point legs pulling Luciole up onto the stereo, she picked out a CD and put it in and closed the lid. " Who's up for some disco music?" Grinning, her small paw poked the power button and soon " You Should Be Dancing" by The Bee Gees was playing. " I'm your DJ for tonight. Requests will be taken!"
Ooc those who want the music:
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Shuffling through tall stacks of CDs, the small petite she-cat rose victorious with the case in her mouth. " I believe we do Étoile." removing the Bee Gees, Luciole slid a compact disc of only One Republic. Hitting the skip button a few times, she stopped and then let the music spill out of the stero. Hopping down, Luci went over to Gunfire. Walking to a corner, they began talking in hushed voices. Then they padded off and returned with dishes, two plates each. Luciole balanced a plate of crabs in the shell on her head and fish on her back, and Gunfire carried voles and mice.
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I live in Texas. Highest driving death rate.
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-hugs- you made it. that's the important part. heck, go eat some cake or candy now. celebrate the fact you didn't just fall into the black pit of depression, and put on 'mr. blue sky' right now.
-pb
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A dusty battered female, carrying two kittens came upon ScarClan's castle. Raising tired Mediterranean blue eyes, her dirty white tailtip flicked twice. She was in poor health, every rib jutting out, apparent cheek bones, and sunken eyes. It showed that she cared more for her kits. They were a clean solid blue, one with a small white speck on its left front paw, and the other one with a white speck on its right front paw. Coughing, she began stumbling for the castle doors like her life depended on it.
" Hello! I come to join ScarClan of my own accord!"
Voice rested from moons of not using it, a loud voice came from her small maw. She was Bluebonnet Donnatelli. And damn she was alive as ever. -
http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1343258.0
Bluebonnet's so informal joining -
" Thank you." Placing her twins on the ground beside her, she quickly devoured the squirrel and left the legs for her daughters. Indiankit and Penutimatekit took two legs each, nawing until bone when the cracked the bones and sucked the little marrow. " Hello. I'm Bluebonnet Donatelli. I come with my kits in peace after leaving my clan by choice. Who are you?"