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 Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2018 9:49 am
Halloween was a season of witches and the supernatural and as far as he saw it, a holiday for familiars of magic. While he wasn't a black cat, he wasn't about to be stopped from enjoying himself tonight. Since the cemetery and towns were occupied by children and reckless teenagers, the woods were free game for the likes of them.
With a dot to a gps location, Arthur sent a message to all guardians. Quote: Hello Friends and Happy Halloween! 🎃 Let's celebrate this magical holiday together. Come to the pin and enjoy some treats.
Arthur cat curled up with a termos of coffee and waited.Quote: Any cat can join. If you are Chaos, you can say you were attracted to the lights or the smell of fish. Arthur will not allow any fighting during the party and will kick you out if you do (by being in the rp, you agree not to start a battle.) You can bicker and sass each other but no physical fights. If you want to fight after this party takes place then feel free to make a rp for that.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2018 12:09 pm
Tiberius was on a diet. Mistress had insisted. No more trash, no more pizza.
No more beer.
Mistress had even gone so far as to inform the Finn, which meant that he was S.O.L. on getting any of that sweet, sweet hooch from his favorite supplier on the sly.
Not that he would have, because Stroud was absolutely terrifying in the punishments she could come up with when disobeyed, but it was the principle of the thing.
Which was why, when he was out wandering around the streets in search of senshi to sucker and instead got hit by the heady aroma of fish, drinks, fats and sugars, he could not resist. Rounding the corner of a ramshackle building - weren't they always? - Tiberius caught sight of the olfactory bonanza...and a somewhat familiar White Moon Mauvian.
He'd met this one before. Once. On a shedtop, long ago. Stick in the mud. Fussy. Acts papered, isn't. Can't recall the name. Tiberius flicked his ears and chittered, eyes narrowing slightly. "Isn't this a surprise. What's up, Princess?"
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