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Post by scarstar on Oct 3, 2010 2:36:41 GMT -5
(np) walks around in the woods, hears a noise and crouches down ready to pounce... has his mouth open so he can detect what it is.
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Post by emmathepiemonsterb on Oct 3, 2010 6:24:41 GMT -5
1. Ive been in a clan before youve even heard of this site 2. i have a name and its been accecpted 3. i havent benn on this site in about a year cause i cant get on it wit my dad's iphone. 4. is this a long enough message for you?! Trying to prove yourself to other people will make you look like a noob. I've probably been here longer than you on the chat, but since you tried to prove yourself stupidly to other people, you are now in my list of noobs.
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Post by emmathepiemonsterb on Oct 3, 2010 7:10:30 GMT -5
(OOC: I am now going to pwn your posts Scarstar. I just get pissed off by people who can't RP properly. BTW, I typed the following 520 word post without breaking a sweat.)
Thornpelt walked into a large empty feild, the darkness was still there. The winds weren't that bad. Right then, a huge gust of wind struck her right in the face, it blew her back a few inches, her tortoiseshell fur was all ruffled up, but she just continued walking. Thornpelt stared up at the sunless / moonless sky. She spotted a small mouse a few fox - lenghths away, carfully, her claws gripped the slightly wet marshy ground, and her eyes gave off an gentil hazel glow as she silently padded behind the gray furry mouse, she dropped in a strong and sturdy hunter's crouch and fixed her eyes onto the shivering tiny body, Thornpelt put all her weight onto her legs, and without warning, she SPRANG into the mouse, caught it right beneath her paws. "Ha. Gotcha" She mewed, then paralized the furry thing by injecting her strong claws into the mouse's gray furry back sevral times, then she bit hard into the mouse's neck, and tore a bit of the flesh. Carefully, Thornpelt carried the mouse in her jaws, dug a large brown muddy hole in the ground, gently placed the mouse in it and covered the hole with mushy black - brown dirt. Thornpelt flicked her eyebrows, then slid across the ground, leaving a trail of mud behind her.
Thornpelt now stood on top of the warriors den, the tortoiseshell cat dug her claws into the top of the unusually shaped rock to prevent being blown away again. She let the wind blow harshly at her pelt, but Thornpelt herself staued in the same spot, not getting blown away. Carefully resting her white chin / muzzle on the hard cold stone, bits of water and flying thorns pricked her eyes and pelt. Thornpelt didn't like this feeling, and so she covered most of herself with her bushy black - orange tail. The wind died down compleatly, so thornpelt gently hopped down. Good choice? NO. A strong gust of wind picked Thornpelt up, and threw her in the warriors den head - first, making her bang her head on the walls of the den, which knocked her outon the spot. Meanwhile, the entrance got blocked by leaves and flying objects such as U.F.O's and Rocket Ships... Nah not really.
Thornpelt just sat in a corner of the warriors den. ALOOONE. OH HOW ALOOONE.(Ok, i'm losing it xD) Still knocked out, she woke up to the sight of a huge boulder blocking the way out. She struggled to push it out of the way- No luck. Thornpelt colapsed on the floor, weak and tired, she heard the vast whhhhh of the wind. "When is this wind gonna end... Again." She mewed, in an annoying singsong sort of way. Drool trickled out of Thornpelt's mouth, her hazel eyes were shut as if Thornpelt had fainted stupidly again. Slightly, the she cat groaned and threw her body violently against the rock, it still wouldn't budge. She opened her jaws and yowled "HEEEEELP!" for she, was stuck behind a rock, imprisioned there, lost forever. Erased from history! The she cat waited behind a cold, boulder. She HATED being closed in a certain space, so therefore, this was one of her worst nightmares.
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Post by ninjapaw on Oct 3, 2010 8:51:40 GMT -5
Skye padded around the clearing, thinking he was hearing desperate calls of help, "Is this real, or is it my imagination?" he muttered to himself. He then padded closer to the fresh kill pile to drop off his vole that he had caught. When he was there he heard the wailing even louder, "Maybe this is real?" he thought has he padded over to the warrior den where he thought he heard it was coming from. Skye found this rock, and behind it he heard wails, that sounded like a kit. He tried to push the rock, but it was to big to move by himself, "CAN SOMEONE HELP ME MOVE THIS ROCK, I THINK THORNPELT MAY BE STUCK BEHIND IT," he wailed his loudest so his clan could hear.
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Post by Windpelt on Oct 3, 2010 16:49:52 GMT -5
Bloodpaw heard the screech all the way from the Big Stream. In fact, she was somehow glad she had heard the call. Now she could get away from Dovetail and get lost in the cats that would be milling around as Skye had called out. She wasn't quite sure what she had said, she thought, as she raced back up the slope, but she thought it was something about being stuck. She presumed it was himself who was. She muttered, 'Jeez.. I never cause any trouble like that... apprentices.' She gave a small snort, forgetting for a second that she was one herself. She could hear Dovetail racing along behind her in the undergrowth, and a faint snarl escaped from her lips. Why did she have to come as well ? She reached the top of the slope, panting slightly. Then, she listened out carefully, hoping Skye would call again so she could locate him more easily. She thought the first call had come from the eastern side of the territory, so she thought it to be best off to try there first. As she dashed away again, she thought of all the places he could get stuck, and thought perhaps it was likely that he was around those big rocks.. they could be dangerous, if climbed on the wrong way. That seemed the most logical reason, so she changed course slightly, jumping neatly over a small tree trunk. As she reached the rocks, she saw not one, but two cats already there. 'Skye.. ?' she mewed uncertainly, 'are you okay ?' She paused, confused, Skye seemed to be standing on the edge of the rocks, rather than in them. She opened her mouth to mew again.
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Post by ninjapaw on Oct 3, 2010 17:31:35 GMT -5
Skye waited, and waited for someone to come and help, to him, it seems like forever, but It was only about 3 minutes. Skye then looked to his left, and saw Bloodpaw padding towards him, with Dovetail just a few fox-tails behind her. "Bloodpaw, Dovetail ,thank Starclan you guys are here!" he sounded so happy, but still realizing they still needed to help Thornpelt. "Thornpelt is stuck behind the rock..." he mewed quickly, so quickly he lost a little bit of his breath. "The rock is to heavy to push by myself, so that's kinda why I called for help," he meowed as he padded over the giant rock, and started to push it.
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Post by Windpelt on Oct 3, 2010 17:37:33 GMT -5
Bloodpaw nodded swiftly, moving up to stand beside Skye, and pushed with all her might. She shot a glare back at Dovetail. 'Well, aren't you going to help ? Or do you think you shouldn't have to do these kind of things 'cause you're a 'great warrior', huh ?' She knew she was probably overracting a little, but she couldn't help it.. She just seemed to be struck with these uncontrollable rages at times, that could be directed at any cat. She stopped talking to Dovetail and turned around to push at the rock again, seeing Skye struggling slightly. She stopped again, rolling her eyes. 'I think we're gonna have to think of something else..' She closed her eyes, briefly, considering the situation. 'How about..' She began, then inspiration struck. 'How about we go around to where Thornpelt is, and push at it from the other side, rather than from here ?' She looked at them both, eyes wide.
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Post by emmathepiemonsterb on Oct 3, 2010 18:02:50 GMT -5
Thornpelt stood in a corner, she could hear Skye and Bloodpaw talking about moving the rock, she shouted "There's no way to get around this rock! You need to push it from outside!" She yowled loudly, making sure that her voice went through the boulder even if it got muffled slightly. She waited in an imprisioned heap on the floor, and licked her paws to give her something to do while Bloodpaw and Skye were trying to move the boulder. (Sorry its so short, I couldn't think of anything Dx)
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Post by dove on Oct 3, 2010 18:40:36 GMT -5
(I'll make my posts however long I feel is right. If this site thinks they can pick on me cause their better experienced role-players then their our plenty of other sites to go to.)
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Post by ninjapaw on Oct 3, 2010 21:03:22 GMT -5
[ way to butt in the RPing ? If you have a complaint, PM Destiny, Running, more America, that's all I have to say. >.> ]
Skye tried to think of ways that he and Bloodpaw can get Thornpelt out, "Why isn't Dovetail helping? She's just sitting there laying in the sun," he grumbled to himself. He then turned to Bloodpaw, "Maybe we should head back to the camp and ask for more help?" he suggested. He then turned to Dovetail, "Why aren't you helping us Dovetail, it's not far that you get to sit around and do nothing all day," Skye hiss at the She-Cat. He was getting furious that she was treating the Apprentices like trash, and he was tired of it.
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