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OOC Discussion / Re: 「 ❝ ROCKSTAR ❞ & — PLOT WITH BAM 」
« Last post by BAM F. on Today at 07:01:47 PM »
the man, the myth, the mf legend; my boi bam

again, these two together? truly iconic. i feel like eventually, their relationship is gonna consist of nothing but a shitload of banter. bam's personality is definitely going to irritate the living hell out of her, but he doesn't care because it's fun and it's not like she's actually going to do anything about it besides complain. aaskfhj i also want them to have something that revolves around music, so she can come across him playing one day? i don't know how he'd convince parks to play since she's literally the most boring person alive and never talks about her hobbies, but they def gotta play together someday.
*fingerguns*
and yeAH im totally feeling the banter thing! like a weird mutual-understanding frenemies thing.
that would be so precious tho?? just the two of them playin music like yes please kdkfgkkskf i'm so fuckin down
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Fandom Roleplay / Re: It's so far, so far away // Private
« Last post by Leafwing12 on Today at 06:55:01 PM »
Jesus smiled. “I guess you do.” He murmjred softly.

Shiva soon laid down on the floor next to Javier, soon rolling onto her side
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Fandom Roleplay / Re: It's so far, so far away // Private
« Last post by puck on Today at 06:52:02 PM »
he smiled brightly. “what can i say? i have a way with animals.”
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Camp Apocalypse / ( GAS GAS GAS — O, JOINING )
« Last post by TOBIAS. on Today at 06:51:33 PM »
/ sorry this is bad, it's nearly 1am
i promise my posts'll be less all over the place soon

His fucking gun had jammed.

It was one of at least five. It shouldn’t’ve bothered him the way it did, hot and messy and burning under his skin, an irritation he couldn’t quite shake, loud and bright and nervous. His fucking gun had jammed. Of all the guns in his arsenal to jam, and for all the times for any of his guns to jam— it had to be this one, and it had to be now. His hands tremble with it, rage flaring like fireworks, and he tightens his grip on the weapon, eyes darkening until they were nothing but black. "Shit. Of-fucking-course." Were it any other gun, throwing it out would’ve been easy — but it wasn’t just a gun, and this was far from easy. Frustration, a white-hot lance, slipped between his ribs, and he turned the firearm over and over in his hands, thumb sliding across the barrel. "Fuck."

From his shoulder, Micah’s paw shot out and batted the gun, sharp little claws making a mess of whatever they touched. "You aren’t helping, babygirl," he told her, and she mewled pointedly, nose in the air, the yes I am clear in her haughty hold. It was enough to draw his mind from the tumultuous pit it had tossed itself into, and he pushed his fingers under her chin, rubbing until she leaned against him with a thrumming purr. "Yeah, I know. ‘S just me being stupid, right?" Like always. If he could find a place to stay a while, some spot where he could bunk down and focus, he could probably fix this within a minute. Military training stuck hard, and it wasn’t as though he hadn’t been taught how to deal with a jammed gun. Hell, he’d known that since he was seven and his daddy’d showed him the basics. Vexation made him way too thoughtless.

With a mrrow and a too-luxurious stretch, Micah leapt, suddenly and without care for her perch, from his shoulders, landing on the ground with a soft thump. "Where you goin’, doll?" he asked, eyes wandering suspiciously, but she neglected to deign him with so much as a glance, giving him little choice but to follow her, hand settling on a second gun. "C’mon, you know this ain’t how we do things. What did you smell?" At that, she looked back at him, tail waving, but her hesitation lasted only a second before she was trotting off again, halting in front of— "Shit." He whistled, folding his arms over his chest. "Boathouse. Clever girl."

Alright then. Guess they were taking an aquatic detour. "You think they've still got boats? You feelin' a canoe? I'm feelin' a canoe." Before either of them could get any further, however, noise drew his attention; Micah arched her back, ears back and eyes wide, and that aforementioned second gun was in his hands before he had time to really think about the likelihood of the source of that sound being a threat. It didn't matter. Threat or no, he wasn't taking any chances. That sort of shit led to a premature death, he'd learned.
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Fandom Roleplay / Re: It's so far, so far away // Private
« Last post by Leafwing12 on Today at 06:49:29 PM »
Shiva’s ears pinned back a bit and she lifted her head slightly, her eyes closing. A sign that she was content. Jesus watched them silently.

“Wow. That’s the quickest she’s ever warmed up to someone.” Jesus said
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Character Creation / Re: MONSOON + character dump
« Last post by littlepaw on Today at 06:46:58 PM »
NAME: Littlepaw
-- FUTURE NAME(S) Littlebird, for her speed.
AGE: 10 moons old
GENDER: Feminine
SEX: Female
SEXUALITY: Pansexual

ALLIANCE: ShadowClan
RANK: Apprentice

APPEARANCE: REFERENCE
A small, lanky tabby with dark brown-gray fur and bright yellow eyes. Medium-length fur.

Spoiler: PERSONALITY • show
Ignored as a child and scorned for her heritage, Littlepaw is anything but calm and collected.

- Angry
- Bitter
- Quick-tempered
- Cruel
- Quiet
- Scornful
- Cold
- Holds grudges
- A molly of few words
- Starved of attention
- Despondent
- Has an inferiority complex
- Hard to read
- Doesn't understand her emotions
- Hates her family
- Hard to love
- Trustworthy
- Doesn't know much other than her anger

DAME: Rapidfang
SIRE: Condorwing
SIBLINGS: Only has half-siblings.
[ Condorwing xx Appledust ] Newtpaw, Blankpaw, Blankpaw ( One moon younger. )
[ Condorwing xx Appledust v2 ] Cloverkit ( Four moons younger. )
MATE: N/A, too young.
CHILDREN: None, obviously.
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Fandom Roleplay / Re: It's so far, so far away // Private
« Last post by puck on Today at 06:45:56 PM »
yen smiled. “you’re just a bit sweetheart~” he said brightly and started to scratch under her chin.
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Fandom Roleplay / Re: It's so far, so far away // Private
« Last post by Leafwing12 on Today at 06:36:31 PM »
Shiva pulled her head back slightly when he moved his hand. However, she relaxed, sniffing his hand before moving forward and resting her forehead against his hand
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Biography Stuff; everyone is more than welcome to use it
Spoiler: show
GENERAL.
FULL NAME:
PREVIOUS NAMES:
NICKNAMES:
ALIASES:
TITLES:

SEX:
GENDER:
↳ PREFERRED PRONOUNS:
BIRTHDATE:
AGE:
BIRTHPLACE:
↳ CURRENT RESIDENCE:
SPECIES:
NATIONALITY:
ETHNICITY:
OCCUPATION:

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION:
SEXUAL ORIENTATION:
TURN ONS:
TURN OFFS:
LIBIDO:
AFFECTION:
EROGENOUS ZONES:
CRUSHES:
PAST CRUSHES:
RELATIONSHIP STATUS:
PAST RELATIONSHIPS:

APPEARANCE.
HEIGHT:
WEIGHT:
BODY TYPE:
HAIR:
SKIN:
FACE:
EYES:
EARS:
NOSE:
MOUTH:
HANDS:
FEET:
INJURIES/SCARS:
MARKINGS:
MUTATIONS:
MODIFICATIONS:
OTHER FEATURES:
↳ OVERVIEW:

ALTERNATIVE FORMS:

PHYSICAL DISABILITIES:
PHYSICAL DISORDERS:

USUAL ATTIRE:
ACCESSORIES:

SCENT:
AURA:

VOCAL DESCRIPTION:
↳ PACE:
↳ ACCENT:
↳ VOICE TONE:
↳ VOCABULARY:
LANGUAGES SPOKEN:

MANNERISMS/DEMEANOUR:
↳ POSTURES:
↳ GESTURES:
GAIT:

PERSONALITY.
POSITIVE TRAITS:
NEUTRAL TRAITS:
NEGATIVE TRAITS:
↳ OVERVIEW:

MBTI TYPE:
ALIGNMENT:
TEMPERAMENT:
ENNEAGRAM:

LIKES:
DISLIKES:
COMFORT:
DISCOMFORT:

STRENGTHS:
WEAKNESSES:
TALENTS:
ABILITIES:
INABILITIES:

NERVOUS TICKS:
PET PEEVES:

QUIRKS/HABITS:
HOBBIES:
INTERESTS:
GUILTY PLEASURE:
COLLECTIONS:
DAILY ROUTINE:

ALLERGIES:
MENTAL DISABILITIES:
MENTAL DISORDERS:
FEARS:
PHOBIAS:
TRIGGERS:
TRAUMAS:
OBSESSIONS:
ADDICTIONS:

RELIGIOUS BELIEFS:
↳ PRACTICES:
DEVOTION:
MORALS:
VALUES:
SELF-VIEW:
WORLDVIEW:

DREAMS:
GOALS:
MOTIVATIONS:
ACHIEVEMENTS:
EMBARRASSMENT:
SECRETS:
REGRETS:
GRUDGES:
TOP PRIORITIES:

SKILLSET.
OFFENSE:
DEFENCE:
RESILIENCE:
ACCURACY:
SPEED:
AGILITY:
STAMINA:
VITALITY:
DEXTERITY:
MOBILITY:
STRATEGY:
INTELLIGENCE:
POWERS:
MAGIC:
WEAPONS:
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Fandom Roleplay / Re: It's so far, so far away // Private
« Last post by puck on Today at 06:26:34 PM »
he slowly held out a hand to let her sniff, humming.
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