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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 11:18 pm
 The cat was standing on two feet? The cat was circling around him on two feet? That alone nearly blew his mind but what was most astonishing was how fast she was. He tried to remain calm and keep focused on where she was so he could be ready for her attack. When the lunge came he ducked his head to avoid injury and made a swipe at her with his fist, but she was moving so fast it was hard for him to predict if it would really connect or not. He never thought he would ever consider a cat as a dangerous enemy, but that was currently the case. For the moment he was so focused on Knives that he nearly forgot that Belarus was actually the main threat for him to be wary of.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 11:30 pm
Damn! She missed. She landed on four feet. She growled and hissed at Andrew. He was pissing the cat off. She needed to stop lunging if it was going to miss everytime. She lunged towards him one more time, aiming anywhere at his body this time. He needed to stop moving. She hissed loudly, letting out that sound that kinda sounded like a car or a vacuum.
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 11:37 pm
 Andrew internally cursed when she went for him again and realized he wasn't going to be fast enough to doge her this time. The cat's claws bit into his side and hip. The force of her attack caused him to fall backwards hard into some furniture he couldn't care enough about to identify at the moment. Tennessee quickly tried to push Knives off of him with a with a few angry curses. Violet had been watching from the corner of the door way where she had peeked her head in. The piglet's eyes went wide in horror when she saw Tennessee fall hard. Distressed that he was in danger and knowing she couldn't fight, the piglet ran as fast as she could back to the dorm where the other states were still gathered.
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2011 11:43 pm
She was happy that she actually clawed him. Yet, she hadn't eyed the push, and was basically shoved off of him, pulling her claws out of his side and hip. She crashed onto the floor and basically rolled until she hit the wall. Okay, she was scratched up and had a throbbing bruise on her paw. Nothing she couldn't handle. She took this opportunity and rushed at him, ready to bite him in any revealing spot. This cat was relentless.
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animekittyninja-aka kiki Crew
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 4:18 am
George "Christian" JonesGeorgia, U.S.A.Freshman I said where I come from It's cornbread and chicken Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin' Where I come from tryin' to make a livin' And workin' hard to get to heaven Where I come from  The door burst open as someone kicked the door open to the dorm. Christian walked in, a shot gun in hand, tomahawks strapped to both hips, and a hard, cold look on his face. He saw Andrew on the ground and he instantly shot this look over to Belarus. He gritted his teeth and gave out a low growl. At that moment, he saw the cat going after Tennessee and sprinted off in that direction. At the last second, he tossed his gun so it slid next to Andrew and he lunged at the cat so that he intercepted its attack. He tucked the cat against himself as he did a soldier roll. Once he rolled to a safe spot, he hopped up, holding the cat by the scruff of the neck so that he wasn't hurting it while keeping it a distance where it couldn't hurt anyone, and gave it a stern look to show he wasn't playing around. "Normally, I love animals, but I ain't about to have you tearin' my brother a new one. Now then, either you knock it off, or I will personally sit you down and declaw you myself here an' now. Which it gonna be, kitty?"
Out Of Coke ::  There aren't too many rules when you come here. Mind your P's an' Q's. Be polite to all ya meet. Take pride in where you're from. Tea is always sweet. And it's Coca-Cola, not Pepsi!
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 8:16 am
 Tennessee saw the cat coming and tried to brace himself, but knew he wouldn't be able to untangle himself from the broken furniture in time to escape her next attack. He heard the door burst open and looked up to see his brother storming in like Southern Rambo. Andrew was both stunned and relieved to see back up had arrived and without question snatched up his brother's shotgun. He trained it on Belarus in case she tried to come after them personally with a grim look on his face. Andrew glanced over at Georgia and took note of his rare but much dreaded soldier face. When Christian meant business it was like he was a totally different person sometimes. It was always astonishing and perhaps a little unnerving to watch that friendly, polite and sometimes dopey boy turn into a hardened warrior at the drop of the hat. Andrew was guilty of sometimes forgetting what their sweet Georgia was capable of when pushed too far.
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 8:58 am
North Carolina, USA Charlotte Wilson Freshman "Really? I sure hope Alex feels better soon." It worried her that her brother was sick. She had been looking forward to that dance with him too but his health is much more important. "Uh morning Natalia." the Carolina said nervously to her roommate feeling uneasy with the tension she felt going between Belarus and Tennessee. And there with Natalia was that bizarre cat. Before she knew it the cat was attacking Andrew. At first she was in disbelief until it clawed him and hissed, reminding her of the black panthers that are rumored to be roaming in North Carolina. Charlotte was the one with weapons but she didn't want to hurt someone's pet especially with the owner right there. Oh where was Ukraine at a time like this? While she was being frantic on what to do, it appeared that Christian came to the rescue just in time. Charlotte turned the cat's owner, surely she was the one that allowed the cat to got psycho. "Natalia, please call it off. I doubt Mr. Ivan would be happy to hear that you are allowing your feline to harm my family." she stated in a firm voice and narrowed her eyes to show that she was serious. She was only familiar with Ivan because she was in the gardening club with him. With her brothers now armed, it really felt like the cold war all over again. The Carolina didn't draw hers out. "And if you have a problem with my brothers then talk to me about it. I wouldn't dare dream of going as low as to using other means. Not only is it rude but it's cowardly." everyone is called 'darling', "yall" is a proper noun, sweet tea is the house wine, and you never EVER disrespect your elders...
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 10:52 am
Hal Jones Ohio Freshman Hal ran as fast as he could to the room. His siblings were in trouble and he was angry. Why do my siblings have to be so good at getting themselves into trouble! His gun was out as he barged into the room. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!" He shouted. [Out. Of. Pop.:]
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 11:30 am
North Carolina, USA Charlotte Wilson Freshman "Oh hey Hal." she said with a nervous smile. "Do you mind putting that gun away? There's too many out right now as you can see." gesturing towards Georgia and Tennessee, excluding herself. It was good to see that the states all took care of each other but this was a bit unnecessary to act uncivilized right now. The last thing she wanted right now was to get Russia, America, the Disciplinary Committee, and the school to get involved in this matter if it could be prevented. everyone is called 'darling', "yall" is a proper noun, sweet tea is the house wine, and you never EVER disrespect your elders...
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 11:49 am
Hal Jones Ohio Freshman Hal looked around. Well I guess I don't need my gun out. He sighed and reluctantly put his gun away. And she did seem kinda calm. Maybe everything was fine here. "Are you guys okay?" [Out. Of. Pop.:]
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 12:03 pm
 Tennessee seemed to think now was the perfect time to act uncivilized. Based on the angry and dangerous look in his eyes he would be more than happy to pull the trigger on Georgia's gun if Belarus gave him an excuse. He felt a little better having someone else in the room who was armed and on their side to be honest. Andrew wasn't about to openly argue with his sister in the heat of the moment unless he had to, but he shot Hal a glance to let him know he thought it was best to keep it out and ready even if he wasn't holding it aimed at anyone. Andrew was not happy he was going to need to throw away another shirt thanks to that cat's claws. He wasn't sure what that animal's nails were made of, but it felt like Knives was a very adequate name for her. Yesterday he'd gotten torn to shreds by Mexico, his butt was still sore from Georgia's tantrum and now Belarus' cat had just tried to finish him off. Why did he seem to be everyone's favorite target lately? Well, it would be nice if he could pretend he didn't know why Belarus was after him, but he was very confident it had more to do with him being Tennessee than their conversation the night before. "Yeah... I think so," he said although he obviously felt very threatened by this woman and pissed. Andrew didn't know what she had in store for him but he could imagine it was nothing good.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 12:37 pm
Hal Jones Ohio Freshman Hal knew exactly what Andrew meant with that look, and honestly, he wasn't giving up that easily. He gun wasn't out still, but he was holding on to it, ready to pull out it if necessary. "Good. You know, I haven't even been here a day, and you're getting in trouble. You must like attract it or something." [Out. Of. Pop.:]
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animekittyninja-aka kiki Crew
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 12:43 pm
George "Christian" JonesGeorgia, U.S.A.Freshman I said where I come from It's cornbread and chicken Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin' Where I come from tryin' to make a livin' And workin' hard to get to heaven Where I come from  Georgia moved one hand close to his tomahawks, just in case. Even if he didn't have his gun with him, he wasn't about to allow himself to be an easy target of either Belarus or Knives. Both were more cunning than he had thought, so he wasn't about to misjudge either of them any time soon.
When Hal spoke, Christian kept his glinting aqua eyes on the cat dangling from his hand. "Not our fault." His voice was very hard and bitter, but since he appeared to have no scratches on him and the worst done to him was messy hair from doing a barrel roll to catch a cat in mid-leap, it was clear he was perfectly fine. He was just in an extremely sour mood at the moment since, in his mind, the entire country of Belarus had just waged war against his little brother. Still, he wasn't about to really hurt the cat to whom his menacing glare was directed at. He loved animals too much to do that.... Not to mention melody would slaughter him. He had that much clear in his mind.
Out Of Coke ::  There aren't too many rules when you come here. Mind your P's an' Q's. Be polite to all ya meet. Take pride in where you're from. Tea is always sweet. And it's Coca-Cola, not Pepsi!
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 1:53 pm
Ohio Hal Jones
Freshmen  "Hey, I'm not blaming you. I'm just sayin'."
Cherelle ran into the room, Andrew's rifle in hand. "Hey, um, I think your pig wanted to bring this to you soo... um, here!" she said, holding it out to Tennessee.
[Out. Of. Pop.:] Seychelles Cherelle Petit
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 2:13 pm
 Tennessee's focus on Belarus faltered when he saw Cherelle enter the room. His eyes widened on sight of the girl charging into the middle of the "battlefield" even though Belarus was standing right there. "Cherelle, get back!" he warned as he reached for Seychelles instead of the gun. He didn't know how low his current enemy might sink in order to get to her brother's enemies.
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