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Post by Kala on Jul 21, 2009 14:06:26 GMT -5
AshHex lifted a brow as her head tipped backwards before shurgging it off. Boo was most likely looking the way she was for everything was sinking into her poot kittypet mind. Yes that was it. "Oh a thing about living dolls, we can birth kits. I have three myself, though only one is living now I believe." Shurgging, she blinked slowly. "really if you have any questions, I will be glad to help you."
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Post by dragon on Jul 27, 2009 14:33:01 GMT -5
The idea of having kits partly repusled Boo, and partly intruiged her. Filling the world with her spawn was something she both wanted, and didn't want. What if they came like Sakura, all nice and everything? The thought made her shiver. "So what do we do every day? I mean, I don't know what I'm supposed to do around here."
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Post by Kala on Jul 28, 2009 15:16:48 GMT -5
"Well I go to my clan, RougeClan and live amoung the living like I always have," she replied shifting her weight as her small body rippled slightly just as chills ran down her spine. She never liked visting UnseenClan simply because the place seem to be so lifeless. Maybe they were cursed to his damn place, after all neather Deathclan or StarClan wished for them to hunt amoung the noble. Sighing heavily, she looked towards Boo with less emotions in her eyes. "Really try to spin less time in UnseenClan as you can. You will be better off. Go back to earth and start a new life. You can change your appreance a bit so you look like your old self in some ways, but you don't in others. Start a new and make sure you don't stay in one place for to long, you won't age."
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Post by dragon on Jul 31, 2009 1:56:50 GMT -5
Boo nodded to what the other cat was telling her. Right. Spend as little time here as possible. It was, after all, an in-between place, one where no one was to stay for too long. But go back? To Ray, and Sakura, and all the pityful cats. And Mint. Oh ho, that would be a treat. To see the look on her face when she told her that Boo was alive, and that she stood before her. Or would that be better to see on Ray's face? She ed her head to the side as she thought. Not aging? That was pretty darned useful. She could harass Ray all she wanted without ever changing. Very, very useful. "Right. No, I don't think that I can go to... Where did you say? Rougeclan? No, I cannot go to live with the clans of the forest, I've heard how they are.... I'll go back home, and hope that my owners haven't noticed...." She murmered into the dusty air, more to herself, but also to the other doll.
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Post by seren on Aug 11, 2009 22:32:49 GMT -5
ooc: Guess I'll use this time to do my love plot.
bic: With a blissful sigh, Larus allowed himself to slyly glance over at his lover. Lightly nudging Larus's nearest shoulder in response, Marek couldn't believe how easily the two had gotten along in the past few days. He had never thought he'd see the day when he fell in love with anyone, let alone another tom. Shaking his head in puzzlement, he pawed at the solid Earth, wanting so desperately to squirm away under Larus's interrogating eyes. With a pig-like grunt, the tom averted his eyes, studying the sidewalks over the fence on which they perched.
"Are you alright?" Larus asked, concern showing through a mask of horribly-disguised pain. Something seemed...off. Then, he remembered; this was Marek's first experience. Inwardly shrugging, he contented himself with curling his tail around his hind paws and maintaining a dignified stance on the fence post. It shouldn't have bothered him as much as it did, to be ignored, but it did, nonetheless. Suddenly, it seemed a lot chillier outside.
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Post by Kala on Aug 13, 2009 13:11:09 GMT -5
AshHex nodded her head softly towards Boo's statement before taking a few steps back. "Alright," she said,"Just remember not to say a word about the afterlife...you will put everyone in danger." Giving a faint smile, the small living doll turn on her hell only to have her body transform into her normal once living body before she disappeared into the thick hanging fog that surrounded the small clearing leaving dear Boo by herself.
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Post by seren on Aug 13, 2009 16:39:09 GMT -5
"Oomg. Fine." Wide shoulders rolling forward, Marek was back to monosyllable-response status.
Hissing, Larus couldn't understand why it was so difficult for the tom to just open up every once in a while. He could feel the tension in the air, shadowing them. Hanging above their heads, it made no sudden moves to throw them off of their game. That's all it was, wasn't it--a game. Pursing his lips, he forced himself to confront the problem directly. Sooner or later they would have to speak, and there was no getting around it. "Marek," he gently prompted, "if there's something wrong--anything at all--let me know."
Marek had never been one to chat idly with any cat, even his mates. But it appeared that Larus really wanted him to--and here he shuddered in disgust--admit that he had feelings. It just wasn't natural, in his mind, for toms to share their emotions. Then again, how "natural" was it for two toms to be in a relationship? They obviously weren't the only ones, but it did seem to be a rarity. "Yeah, okay." Pushing his head aside, he allowed his tail to rest upon Larus's flank, sending shivers down the sensitive tom's spine. Despite what the casual outsider might interpret from the situation, he truly did love Larus.
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Post by Kala on Aug 13, 2009 17:29:36 GMT -5
Near by the two tom was a black she-cat watching them with great wonder in her eyes trying to figure out if they were brothers or lovers. If they were lovers, it would not be the first time she had spotted the same sex couple, in fact she found same sex couples to be more loving in some terms. Sighing heavily, she made sure the music escaping from her headphones were not to loud. She did not want to blow her cover.
Sighing contently she longed for someone to come her way and tak her off her feet. Though the last cat to have done that caused her voice to be stolen from her in a horrible battle back in the city. Twitching her nose, she let her mind wonder as she went on watching the toms.
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Post by seren on Aug 13, 2009 17:38:16 GMT -5
Eyes wandering, Marek tried to find another point of interest to distract his mate. Slight movement caught his eyes, and curiosity tickled his paws, urging him to get up. Elbowing Larus in the ribs perhaps a bit too roughly, he didn't wait to see his reaction. Padding over, he introduced himself to the she-cat. "Hello," he greeted, nodding at nothing in particular. His tail hit the ground in rhythmic fashion as he became acquainted.
Wincing at the pain in his chest, Larus swallowed and shakily rose to his paws. He had never been able to resist much rough-housing. Joining the Siberian, his lips curled upwards in a kind of smile at the she-cat. Dipping his head in respect, he decided to let Marek do all the talking for once.
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Post by Kala on Aug 13, 2009 17:51:32 GMT -5
Cerulean wished she had left when she still had the chance as the toms came up to her. Though there was another time to beat herself up for her slow reactions to her inner thoughts. Blinking she bowed her head before craning her next slightly so show the horrible scars that covered her throat. Incase they wer blind as moles during the day, she twitched her tail towards the scars. It was because of the one thing she desired that she could no longer speak.
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Post by seren on Aug 13, 2009 17:58:34 GMT -5
Eyes widening at the terrible blemishes upon the she-cat's neck, Larus instantly felt empathy for her. Whoever inflicted those scars didn't deserve to live, as far as he was concerned. There was something further wrong with her, though. Was she ill or just meek? "I'm so sorry. No one should get away with that. Can you speak, if you don't mind me asking?" He hoped she didn't think it rude of him. So much for letting Marek do all the work.
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Post by dragon on Sept 15, 2009 19:23:56 GMT -5
ooc: wherez do I jump in? (yeah, i know its been a while... sorry me hunies)
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Post by seren on Sept 15, 2009 21:28:29 GMT -5
ooc: I've no idea. Right now is all I can think of. Oh, and Dragon, I created another Warriors roleplaying site (felinefallacies.proboards.com) basically because everyone seemed to have vanished from this one/I wanted to get new members who wouldn't be scared by how long this one's been around. Anyway, I was wondering if you'd want to join that guild as well, or would it be too confusing/annoying?
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Post by dragon on Sept 19, 2009 14:12:59 GMT -5
ooc: Oh yes, I already have no worries there!!!! Sakura's going to commit suicide this time i think...
bic: Sakura sat on the egdge of her fence, dewy eyes watching the daily activites from what seemed to be a closed part of her mind, seeing as how her eyes were cloudded with thought. It was only once in a blue moon that someone coudn't guess what she was thinking of, but no one seemed to want to stop her process of thought.
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Post by seren on Sept 25, 2009 21:56:06 GMT -5
Ray couldn't help but wonder how Sakura was faring. It hadn't been that long since he had killed her housemate. Wincing as he recalled his actions, he had tried so desperately to block it from his mind for the past few months. Repressing memories, as anyone will tell you, however, is not the easiest of tasks. Thus, the dusky-gray tom lapped at what little moisture there was in his water bowel and braved the threat of the open neighborhood. Leaping over fences, he wound his way to Sakura's yard, seating himself next to her. "Hello," came the low murmur so as not to unsettle her.
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