Posts by Ocean911

"The Blackheart Rogues had a lot of books, so if your interested when we go over there for the caravan we could trade for a few books." He suggested as he padded over. Vasily had read some when he was over there; though, he had to use one book to decipher another thanks to his limited reading ability. It had been fun though.

The flame point had been walking along the stream that spawned from the small waterfall he had found earlier. It wasn't anything like the river back at their old camp, but it was similar enough. Similar enough to invoke memories.

He had met Remembrance along that river and now she was ... whatever she was. Vasily wasn't sure quite what to think, so he didn't think. He just stood there with a misleading glass like expression. His face wasn't sure what to do either and it clumsily sat somewhere between a smile and a frown.

Alecto stood there starring at Kyria, which probably seemed creepy but she wasn't paying attention to her sight. She was terrified. Terrified of what Kyria was saying and terrified by the fact that Kyria was scarring her. This couldn't happen. Kyria was her friend right? How could she be scarred of her?

"There's some that weren't harmed but most of them were destroyed. It's not really a big deal though. The city has plenty of them." No, it was a big deal. She was just going crazy right? It wasn't like something could really destroy that many things and then just move on, right?

The she-cat had been following Kyria. She was terrified of her but she was also terrified of loosing her. They weren't really that close but it was nice to think that they were. Alecto wouldn't let them see her though. The possible outcomes were to scary for her to approach.

Alecto is 141 which strangely fits her.

Marcus should severally injury Alecto and cut open her only working eyeball.

Can you tell I'm loosing muse for Alecto?

"Hi" she meowed in a flat tone. She wasn't really happy right now and this was Quiet's first post tonight, so of course this post had to be crap.

"I'm Alecto" she stated flatly sitting down in a random place.

/muse death

It was less of the fact that it was a stream and more to do with the fact that Remembrance had died recently. He was currently refuting the fact and the water just helped him hold on to that. "No I'm fine Nikki, and I was just walking along the stream." He explained optics dancing between the three animals.

"Okay then, that concludes the first meeting. Make sure to look for items that we can trade, and keep in mind everyone if physically capable needs to be carrying something. We'll be going to trade in October and every month after if everything goes well. And feel free to ask any questions." With that he was pretty much done.

"It's thyme and it's used to calm anxiety." He announced giving a small smile. Thyme reminded him of his sister, who had been very dear to him. Remember the fact that he was holding a herb training session though, those thoughts quickly evaporated. The next herb had leafs similar to the last; however, it had a much thicker stalk.

(Sorry Marl I'm trying to be more descriptive in this one, but I also suck at describing appearances, so...)

Yet again the little attention hog was in the now destroyed library. The only difference was this time her head had been crack open. There wasn't any scent besides her own and the smell of blood. It was obviously a suicide; after all, she hadn't every been the strongest of animals, which was a warranted comment seeing as she didn't have any real reason to do this. No one had really ignored her and she was never really fit for her rank; in deed, if she hadn't been such a coward then everyone would have known just how much of a bastard she had been.

(I have no muse for Alecto anymore. [as evident by the two one liners that I had to slap myself into doing yesterday, which is horrid] This has nothing to do with SkyClan itself and frankly I think its a pretty cool clan. Alecto was just a dead end character that I had no idea how or want to develop further.)

Name: Rudy
Gender: male to female transgender
Appearance: To be honest I suck at appearances so, um... she looks like a caracal.
Personality: Probing, obnoxious, blunt, introspective, and anything my muse decides to add.
Litter: Toxicshock X NPC

Marcus can do whatever he wants to with Alecto's body. I'm not planning on bringing her back and even if I do she defiantly won't be using that body.

As no one besides Vasily knew, Vas once had a rather peculiar spiritual relationship with Reprisal. Now of course Res was dead and it was impossible for him to come back do to the nature of his death; however, Reprisal's enemies were still perfectly fine.

One such enemy was a spirit from the same realm that Vas and Res had been dragged into once. Do to the monster's past actions this guy had been stuck in a body with a 'few' other spirits. It had been driving him crazy and he had been looking for Reprisal for months now. Thanks to previous mentioned spiritual relationship with Res, Vasil's soul look very similar to the old fart's.

Unfortunately for both Showbiz and Vas they were both meeting each other on the border right now.

Not bothering to yell or anything the cooper hawk dove towards the flame point sinking his claws into the warrior's back. Now Vasily had never been the best fighter, and his lack of training was defiantly going to show. Showbiz wasn't here to kill though, but he was going to injury the young male.

Falling and rolling over he tried to dislodge the bird, which worked but not without a beak being lodged into his side. Vasily jumped at the bird aiming to sink his claws into Showbiz's wing but only scored a glancing blow. The hawk on the other hand decided to make another dive, but was countered with a strike to the body.

Cooper hawks though were known for their extreme mobility, and he was sure to take advantage of that. He flanked around to the cat's flank, and scratched Vasily's left eye with his talons. This action however left the bird without much momentum, leaving Vas a chance to strike another blow.

This time he was able to get a good hit on the bird's right wing causing it to fall to the ground in pain. Lounging forward he was able to kill it; though, not without receiving several hits to the face. Killing someone didn't tend to have great after effects for the murderer though.

Standing back he stood there for awhile. What exactly had he done? Well he had killed someone. Which meant he was a murderer, and he hadn't even felt bad when doing it.

Vasily's eye turned a weird mixture of glassy and wide eyed. He had just killed someone. It wasn't like stealing a body, which was like killing but it seemed more tame. With this though, he had almost ripped its wing off and his paws were smothered in its blood.

The flame point began to vomit and sob simultaneously. What the fuck had he done? What the fuck had he done? "What the...!?" He yelled beforing being interrupted by vomiting.

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Rudy had no idea what in the world a book was, and he doubted he would be aloud to go being a kit, which stunk. He would have loved to just sit there and watch people while attempting to crack a few jokes; then again, he was rather young so it wasn't like any of those jokes were good. Did he care about the fact that no one else thought they were funny? No, same as he didn't care about the fact that he wasn't aloud to go.

"I'll play!" He said practically leaping into the group, which wasn't the safest way but whatever. A game seemed fun and it was better then sitting around all day. That wasn't really what he was going to do if this guy hadn't decided that they should play a game, but it was still better.

Anyone want a thread with Rudy?