Posts by Thistlepaw

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  • VєnomClαn {High Positions Avαilαblє ~ Sєmi Litєrαte Rolєplαy}

    Wandering loners cross two paths diverged in a yellow wood. The First Road leads to darkness, dismay, and doom. The Second leads to freedom, tranquility, and harmony. Weak minded fools travel the path of happiness and harmony. The strong cats take the path less traveled on, which makes all the difference. Those cats who take the path of darkness meet their fate at the claws of VenomClan. The Leader and his heir decide whether the wandering loner is strong enough to join. The piety fools will not prevail and perish under the claws of the Leaders. However, the raw power of skilled loners will be accepted into VenomClan. Rigorous training sessions strengthen even the most elite and skilled gladiators. So, are you up to the challenge?


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  • St.Vincent's Hospital (Open for joining and apps!)

    Jo's whiskers quivered. It was claustrophobic, and cramped in the cell, and she felt a sudden pang of uneasiness. "Y-Yeah.. I know.." she muttered bitterly, glancing at the drugged remains of the tasteless mouse. Biting back an irritable growl, she cleared her throat. "Don't eat the mouse," She mewed, her voice barely audible in the atmosphere. "Its drugged." With a dark sigh, her olive eyes swiveled to focus on the massive security. "Can I PUH-LEESH get out of here?" She questioned, the uncomfortable feeling crawling through her pelt.

  • St.Vincent's Hospital (Open for joining and apps!)

    Jo's flank rose and fell rhythmically as she burrowed her muzzle into the ruined paisley sofa in the corner of her cell. After a minute, the tabby still had her snout shoved into the remains. She felt the air escape her lungs, like a slippery fish in the paws of an incareful child. Her muscles protested as she began to attempt to snap her neck out from the hole. Panic jolted through her body like electricity, and she started to rip up the fabric with her claws as she pulled back franticly. Unfortunately, the more she struggled the tighter the stitching wrapped around her neck. Jo's lungs felt as if they were going to explode, and dizziness overtook her thoughts. She was suffocating, and nobody could do anything to help her.

  • St.Vincent's Hospital (Open for joining and apps!)

    Jo struggled and panicked until she was nearly choking on stuffing. Somehow, bits and pieces of dust and cotton piled up in her lungs. Entering a raspy fit of coughing, the matted tabby placed her paws near her neck, and pushed down. With every piece of effort she had left, her triangular face managed to pop out from the sofa. Air refilled her crippled lungs and her fur flattened with relief. God d*mn it! She swore under her breath bitterly. After all, she had almost suffocated in a piece of scrap furniture. Jo settled herself into a tensed crouch, her shoulder blades sticking out from her knotted pelt sharply.

  • SUPER BOWL CHAT

    ..Nya...


    I feel bad for the Steelers.. Though i'm rooting for the Packers, I still feel sorry for them.. 'Specially the guy with th long hair... He insured it for a million bucks. :I

  • SUPER BOWL CHAT


    Well, I don't care. :I



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  • St.Vincent's Hospital (Open for joining and apps!)

    The tabby's long, gnarled claws scraped against the cold cement ground. Her lip curled into a silent snarl, and she glanced through the bars nervously. The eerie dusk light illuminated her eyes from the cell window across from her. Uneasiness crept through her fur, and the neck fur bristled along her throat. "..Please.." she whimpered softly. Jo couldn't take the stuffy feeling, and her breath began to escape her muzzle in short, pant-like gasps. Attempting to avoid the claustrophobic feeling, she began to groom her pelt. Her rough tongue brushed along her matted pelt in long rasps.


    After finishing her 'spa' treatment, Jo marveled at her silky, brown pelt. If the male staff aren't attracted to this, then I could fly! She thought to herself, biting back a rumbling purr as she pressed herself against the cell bars.

  • St.Vincent's Hospital (Open for joining and apps!)

    Her glowing green eyes swiveled to focus on the massive Maine Coon. Preparing to flash a grin, Jo pressed her paw against one of the bars awkwardly, and blinked sympathetically. A crooked smile appeared across her jagged mouth. "Let me out?" she mewed eerily, her feathery whiskers quivering with anxiety. Her smile faded as she watched the masculine tom proceeded down the hall. With an exasperated snort, the silky tabby stalked into the darkness of her cell.

  • St.Vincent's Hospital (Open for joining and apps!)

    Jo's claws flexed and tapped against the hard ground. Stockholm's sickingly sweet voice sent a shiver down her spine, and she bit back a growl. Then why does that delusional hermaphrodite get to go outside! She thought to herself irritably.



    OOC: Sorry for the short post.. my muse died.