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Beejoux rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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 Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:03 pm
[2.Loss] She had lost everything. That's what it felt like. Jealousy had taken away her sister. Taken a loving bond and twisted it beyond repair until there was nothing left but envy and spite. The phoenix had destroyed her home and taken away her family. It had destroyed the isles entirely and damn near abolished the Clans. The Hunters had taken everything that she had held dear. Everything that she owned. Everything Even her mind. Insanity crawled through her thoughts and body. It was ll gone. All gone. Even after. Even now. As hurt had been healing. Heart melting. Shields crumbling. Hope blooming. Even that had not lasted. Taken away by memories. Or fear. Or indecision. Or. Or. Or. Or Insanity? Nothing.
Gone.
Forgotten.
Lost.
..loss.OOC My character's username: Heterochromaggia My character's level: 4 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Tugley Wood Small IC description of character: Small and dark, from ashen skin to jet black coat. The hatter was utterly monochromatic. A tiny hat rested on silver hair at a slant, a veil of lace draped over half her face. Grey corset cinched a narrow waist, dark leggings wrapped equally dark legs and disappeared into shiny black boots. The only spot of color was the eerie golden glow of her right eye. I'm mad, you're mad. We're all mad here. Character journal: here
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Rikku Takanashi rolled -sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:03 pm
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Beejoux rolled 1 20-sided dice:
19
Total: 19 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:05 pm
[19.Hope] She had woken to the feel of warm hands on her shoulders. Strong, thick fingers caressing ashen skin as they slid down the her back, her hips, her thighs, her calves. It had brought a sigh to her lips, a happy, content little hum muffled against the pillow as she turned her face into the down and shivered as goosebumps spread like wildfire from his touch. This was what happiness felt like. These quiet moments. She wanted them to last forever. OOC My character's username: Heterochromaggia My character's level: 4 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Tugley Wood Small IC description of character: Small and dark, from ashen skin to jet black coat. The hatter was utterly monochromatic. A tiny hat rested on silver hair at a slant, a veil of lace draped over half her face. Grey corset cinched a narrow waist, dark leggings wrapped equally dark legs and disappeared into shiny black boots. The only spot of color was the eerie golden glow of her right eye. I'm mad, you're mad. We're all mad here. Character journal: here
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Beejoux rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:07 pm
[12.Hiding] "1 2 3 4.." With a loud squeal the little filly had turned tail and sprinted away from hr cousin as he'd closed his eyes and stared to count. She knew this game. She was good at this game. She ran until she coulnd't hear him counting anymore, but that had taken time. Thee were only seconds left to find the perfect spot, and she spun around the large tower library, silver eyes scanning rapidly, until a large urn caught her eye. Perfect! OOC My character's username: Heterochromaggia My character's level: 4 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Tugley Wood Small IC description of character: Small and dark, from ashen skin to jet black coat. The hatter was utterly monochromatic. A tiny hat rested on silver hair at a slant, a veil of lace draped over half her face. Grey corset cinched a narrow waist, dark leggings wrapped equally dark legs and disappeared into shiny black boots. The only spot of color was the eerie golden glow of her right eye. I'm mad, you're mad. We're all mad here. Character journal: here
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Rikku Takanashi rolled -sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:15 pm
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Skye Starrfyre rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:21 pm
Wishes When he was four he had wished for a puppy while blowing out the candles on his birthday cake. When he was seven he had tried again, focusing incredibly hard on repeating 'puppy, puppy, puppy' over and over again in his head as if it were a lifesaving mantra while blowing out the extra candles, including the extra one for 'luck' throughout the next year. By the age of ten he had forgotten about the puppy, wishing for a bike and then changing his mind at the last minute to wish instead for a Gameboy. The bike would have been neat, but the Gameboy was pocket-sized and he could take it everywhere with him. By thirteen all he wanted was for the nightmares to end and he wished for that at every chance he got; birthday candles (both his own and while watching others blow them out), shooting stars, blowing all of the fluffy seeds off of a dandelion head... He tried everything, but much like the puppy, it was a wish that he never was granted. By sixteen he wished for books; tales of adventure that would take him away from the ho-hum life he had settled into. By nineteen he wished for extra spending money. Tattoos could be expensive... By twenty-two he wished for nothing, knowing well enough by now that wishes didn't come true. At least not the way you wanted them to. MY STATS My character's username: HotTea42 My character's level: 4 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: N/A Current Guild: Unaligned - White Court Location: Tulgey Wood Small IC description of character: Tall, pale and tattooed over scars. This brown dreaded Hatter seems as though he might be a little worse for wear, but he's almost always smiling except for when he's not. Character journal: BATTLE ENTRY LOG The Lake 1/3
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phantompanther13 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:22 pm
Come find her! She nested in the bushes, laying down and waiting. They would find her soon. It was just a matter of time. she wiggled excitedly tail swishing and she laid in the dirt. She waited and waited, oh she hopped they found her soon. She wanted to win but it was getting boring waiting there. OOC Guild Battle Calculator  My character's username: Chocolate Hooves My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: A dormouse with hooves and flowers. Character journal: here
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Skye Starrfyre rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:23 pm
Hatred He put himself through the paces that day at the gym, working through all of his frustration. He was tired of being seen as weak, by both others and himself, tired of being filled with such loathing at how terrified he had been... At how terrified he still was when it came to things like shadows in the night, dark alleys and dogs. If he hated anything in life, it was that. He was tired of being a lost, scared little boy. It was time he pushed himself to become something else... Maybe even someone else. "Time t'grow ******** up, Land." MY STATS My character's username: HotTea42 My character's level: 4 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: N/A Current Guild: Queen's Rangers - White Court Location: Tulgey Wood Small IC description of character: Tall, pale and tattooed over scars. This brown dreaded Hatter seems as though he might be a little worse for wear, but he's almost always smiling except for when he's not. Character journal: BATTLE ENTRY LOG The Lake 2/3
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Skye Starrfyre rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:24 pm
Death Arland couldn't claim to have been particularly close to either of his maternal grandparents. He had vague memories of his grandmother from when he was younger; young enough to associate her with tea time and cucumber sandwiches along with the cookies that she would slip him from time to time and not much else. His grandfather, on the other hand, had been distant since her passing and he had no clear or fond memories of the elder man which made his passing all the more awkward. There was little that a boy of his age could do to console his mother about her father's passing, and he found that he was more curious about the situation than saddened by it... Until it came to being forced into a suit for the funeral, and then he was just irritated. He crept slowly up to the casket when he thought that no one was looking, peering into it as if expecting to be shooed away at any moment. The waxy sheen of the elder man's skin was odd and the whole thing was just way too weird. He decided, right then, that he was never going to die... And if he did, well he wouldn't let them make him look like that. MY STATS My character's username: HotTea42 My character's level: 4 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: N/A Current Guild: Queen's Rangers - White Court Location: Tulgey Wood Small IC description of character: Tall, pale and tattooed over scars. This brown dreaded Hatter seems as though he might be a little worse for wear, but he's almost always smiling except for when he's not. Character journal: BATTLE ENTRY LOG The Lake 3/3
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Skye Starrfyre rolled 1 20-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:25 pm
GreyThere was a storm brewing out over the sea. She had watched the clouds roll in, starting with the grey skies in the morning. The dreariness of it all had made it hard to roll out of her nest that morning, the warmth of her fellow fledgelings far too inviting... But chores would wait for no one, and grey or not, the day would go on. MY STATS My character's username: CorvidaeCat My character's level: 3 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current party: N/A - Red Court Current Guild: Unaligned Location: Tulgey Wood Small IC description of character: If it weren't for the feathers, one might think that Corvidae was meant to be a cat... Character journal: BATTLE ENTRY LOG
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Rikku Takanashi rolled -sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:26 pm
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Skye Starrfyre rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:26 pm
HatredThere were some days she felt as though she couldn't do anything right. She wasn't the right kind of harpy for her clan. She wasn't the right kind of daughter for her mother. She wasn't the right kind of granddaughter, or warrior for that matter, for the matriarch. She hated it. She hated all of it and one day she would have the courage to let them know just how much. MY STATS My character's username: CorvidaeCat My character's level: 3 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current party: N/A - Red Court Current Guild: Unaligned Location: Tulgey Wood Small IC description of character: If it weren't for the feathers, one might think that Corvidae was meant to be a cat... Character journal: BATTLE ENTRY LOG
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Skye Starrfyre rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:28 pm
Loss She wouldn't leave her room, wouldn't open her door, had shed enough tears that she felt she rivaled the ocean for salty water washed upon her island home. Her father, the only member of her family that she had ever actually related to, was gone. She would never see him again, never hear him again, never learn from him again... And all she had as a reminder were the few things that she had been permitted to keep; things kept from her mother's watchful eye, hidden away from her grandmother's piercing gaze. She didn't know what to do... Would the empty feeling ever go away? MY STATS My character's username: CorvidaeCat My character's level: 3 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat Current party: N/A - Red Court Current Guild: Unaligned Location: Tulgey Wood Small IC description of character: If it weren't for the feathers, one might think that Corvidae was meant to be a cat... Character journal: BATTLE ENTRY LOG
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Rikku Takanashi rolled -sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:31 pm
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Rikku Takanashi rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 7:37 pm
After Pumcat presented her Special Card to the secret door nothing happened and suddenly the door just dissapeared blinking in confusion she waited a bit before leaving to wander around the forest some more
Finally she found a lake a very beautiful lake with crystal clear water and everything but it wasn't the beauty that drew her towards the lake her ears perk up and she looks around a bit as the sound of voices filled the air after turning her ears this way and that she eventually found that the voices were coming from the lake itself
Curiosity and the voices tugged her to the lake's bank and as she knee's down to listen closer her eyes widen as she see's images in the waters surface "Whoa..." she says in awe as the voices bayed her to put her hand in the water curiously she reaches her hand out then down into the crystal clear water
7. [Hatred]
Never in all her life had Pumcat personally experienced real hatred before however she had seen it
It happened one cold halloween morning she was little and helping her mother with her potions when they both heard the sounds of angry shouting outside both run out to find her father arguing with a man one that looked almost like a member of the family both men were raising theur voices (which was very rare for her father) and soon it looked like a fight would break out her mother told her to go inside then rushed to her husbands side which seemed to nullify the chances of a fight
Pumcat instead of going inside crept closer and hid behind a water barrel the first thing she noticed about the man was he was a mess his cloths were dirty and tattered and his hair uncombed the second thing was when the wind blew her way she got hit with a nasty near overpowering scent one she associated with alcohol which her mom sometimes used in her potions the mans speech was slured and he wobbled slightly where he stood
Soon the man started yelling again "GOD DAMN IT !!! I'M A MEMBER OF THIS FAMILY TOO! AND IM DAMN ENTITLED TO A SHARE OF YOUR NICE LITTLE PIE!" the man yells at the top of his lungs which answered her question as to why he looked like one of them her father growls and finally walks forwards and looks the man straight in the eye "You may be family but you are from a distent branch that shamed the family name! I WON'T GIVE YOU MONEY SO YOU CAN JUST GAMBLE IT ALL AWAY!" he yells seriously which causes Pumcats eyes to widen in disbelief never had she seen her father yell like that but what came next chilled her to her bones
The man stumbles back momentarily stunned butbquickly recovers a look of pure hate appeared on his face and he spits to the side in disgust "FINE! WHO NEEDS YOUR DAMN MONEY ANYWAY!!!" he yells with hate in his voice the man then turns but stops briefly to look around frowning in disgust in that moment she could see the pure hatred and loathing in the mans eyes it sent shivers down her back and chilled her to her core finally he turns fully and wobbles away
It was in that moment that Pumcat decided she's try never to hate
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