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Post by Moony™ on Jul 13, 2008 16:46:34 GMT -5
Heraldstar! Heraldstar! Heraldstar!
our new Shadowclan leader
[/i] Well, I think Chasm, your Heraldstar should win. I think there was tons of effort and detail in there, and the plot was very interesting and creative. You went above and beyond. <3 Although you need some info how he became deputy&leader, now since that he is a leader. ^-^ And for the duo, it's an awesome idea--but in the RPs, you won't be able to do like killing others because the duo took over. That'd be... a little bit outta control. But I trust you completely, Chasm! <3333 Paste your bio to a new thread and I'll move it. Ketrel's bio was awesome as well--in the dictionary, if you looked up "bio", it'd be there. =3 And Moonstars--wow. I think you put tons of effort and your bio is great! And I love the poems you got there. x3 -eeep, I must sound like some teacher by now xD and I don't even miss school D: Summer has been too short this year Dx - - - - - Whitestar hasn't been very active... ;_; so Shadowclan will need a new leader. Novawish isn't ready for leadership yet and will still remain as deputy. ^-^ So this audition is super important, because it has the magic words: leader. Requirements--- Fully clan-born
- Male
- Older than 35 moons
- Has a good history as a warrior and deputy. Not leader--since you are a new leader.
- Who is active, produces good posts, and who would take on the responsibility
- Use the same bio-application. On the 'other section' write why you'd want to have this position.
- Post finished bios here
Also, we won't have a due date, just like our last audition. We'll know what time to choose. Until then--sing your song and good luck! x3 [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by harrald on Jul 14, 2008 12:41:45 GMT -5
Heraldstar"We just gotta be ourselves."
Age
{38 moons - 285 Quarter Moons - 1,140 Days}
Gender
{Mascule}
Clan
{ShadowClan}
Rank
{Leader}
[/blockquote] Exterior Design. [/color][/center] Me In One Big Bite
{Long, lean. Muscular, yet hidden variably in a truly irresistible fashion, making him a she-cat's dream. Soft, faded olive eyes, much like an old, faded satin strip. His soft, silky pelt is in appearance of a rough, wiry fur. Touching it reveals something completely different, as you are lost in a sea of the softest, truest comfort.}
Silk And Shine
{Well-bred and sturdy, muscles smoothed under a sleek, patchwork pelt. Heraldstar's soft, fluffy fur is both sleek and coated in grandest sheen. Hs fur is medium length, handsome and silky. The perfect tone for a kittypet - a twoleg's dream. Yet any cat who knows Heraldstar, thought they may not beg to differ, knows that he is purely wild and ferocious.
Patchwork resembles the fact that his pelt is much like scraps pieced together. Striped naturally, and neatly, in a dark grey, hints of brown swept through. Faint grey-brown goes across his satin hair, much like stitches. Those odd 'stitch work' pieces make his hair look wiry and very opposing to what it truly is. His muzzle, and various other spots on his body, are spotted and patched in the oddest white and cream-brown. Faded, brown like a faded blanket. His face, and much like the patches, variously splayed are creamy streaks and spots. Mainly, these rare defects in his striped coats, are on his facial mask. }
Eyes Like Satin Sheets
{Like stated above, his eyes are the finest satin strips a cat could ask for. Their soft, fading olive-mint color is moist, always sparkling. Like they say, his eyes really do sparkle when he is excited. They seem to glow with trust, happiness, loyalty, and make him picture-perfect. Well, not even a picture could do him true justice. These faded green-mint eyes are just a highlight of his beauty.}
Body Like A Tank
{When a cat mentions Heraldstar, what might come into mind? A handsome, truly lovely, lean tomcat. Hidden beneath the lean build, comes a big surprise. His incredible build, a muscled monster. Like a well-oiled machine, he can charge, he can take down any enemy. As long as determination and Truth stand by him, side by side, they can defeat any troubles.}
And The Last Special Detail
{Eyes used to change with personality - see 'Role Play' for details. Becoming his Duo's vibrant green ones.} Interior Design. [/color][/center] In Conclusion
{Truly, at heart, Heraldstar is an incredible cat. Even with his personality defects, he is the number one in kindness, caring, love. His big heart stretches far, to fit the very kingdom of the Clans. His soft, gentle nature, very hard to compete with on any level.
Until, of course, you realize that this is not the only side of him. At any given instant he may become the harsh, cold, cruel creature he oft tries to conceal. Hidden within the folds of a balanced lie, he has tried so hard. And very well, indeed, as only one may know of the duo he has to live with daily.}
Positive
{Good Hunter
Kindhearted
Loving
Gentle
Respectful
Loyal
Kitlike
Very Much Himself On Every Aspect}
Negative
{Worries Too Much
Panic Attacks
Doesn't Always Act Serious
Frets About Stupid Things}
Things That I Like
{Kits
Truth - The Cat
Love
Butterflies
Life
Anything That Smiles
Cats
Himself But Not Vainly
Being Free
Twolegs
Investigating The New
Friends}
Dislikes, The Stuff I Don't
{Shrew
Carrion
Death
Family Lines
Himself When Duo B
Most Anything That's Bigger Than He If It Moves
Twoleg Kits
Pain
Killing
Unjust Anything
Loud Noises
Anything That Smells Funny}
Listen To A History. [/color][/center] My Little Ol' Story
{Sparklefur, thrilled and beseeched at the six bundles lay before her. And one little scrap of the material left from making them, the patchwork tom you know today as, well, me! So let me tell you about my life, straight from the horse's, or cat's, mouth. And I guess I have to let Slaypaw tell you some of it too...
You bet you better! And don't call me that!
Fine! Lemme just tell the beginning. My eyes, wide open, reflecting crystal upon a lake of beauty. The soft winds, the smell of fresh pine. My father. All taken in at once, the first real time of living. Because before that, all I saw was a future I now forgot.
At five moons, my life got hectic. I fell unconscious, and when I awoke it was to my mother's blood-curling cry. All across the earth of the nursery, blood spattered. My siblings, every last one's throat cut, deep gashes lining their flanks. They were all dead. At the sight, I felt sick. And on my claws, red blood glistened. I was prepared to turn, flee. My instincts told me to do so. I remained frozen, petrified. I know I hadn't done this. But then, who had? And why would it appear to actually be me?
My mother's dark mint eyes trailed across me. The blood, the fear. Ears pinned back in distress. Her first instinct was to slay me. Her second to love me immensely. She stood there, frozen. Her eyes wide with shock, sadness, the fear copied mine. As she began to shake, her lips parted and formed the same word over and over again, countless times. No.
The wheezing she made, my heart stopping all together. What had I done? I raced off, pelting fast and hard into the Medicine Den. Scaldwater sat, pressing some poultice between his forepaw. As he sat, glancing quickly up to meet my gaze, his eyes grew fearful.
"Hide Me!" Was all I could say. He calmed me down, he told me everything I needed to know. I had a split personality. Big deal, a very big deal.
Oh, Herald. I just eliminated your chances at a poor mentor. At a crowded den. I did it to prove that you were worth something more. How can you compete with siblings like them clinging to you?
As an apprentice, thank you very much Slayer, my life was still troublesome. I hardly learned a thing with this leech always taking over. He was the strong one. And though he was the one to prove our my worth,
Our worth.
our worth, he caused me much trouble. I guess I never really liked my mentor, Snakefoot. So I didn't have to deal with him. Big deal with that, though. 'Cause at the same time, he ruined my chances of ever being appreciated. Or remembered, for that matter. He was the superior in so many ways. It was not cool.
So when we had the ceremony, we were fighting for control of response. I managed to fight him back, with much effort, and utter the words willed of me. With that last breath of hope, I was made Heraldfur in my turn. I only wished that my siblings could be watching. I thought of a name each one could receive, and held my own personal ceremony for each. Heraldstar, not so great a name for me. I did not care. Only then did I really feel the love they had for me, as I, pretending to be Heraldstar, let my thoughts cry out. Minktail. Mousewhisker. Poppyseed. Ivorywind. Tumblingboulder. Ashflake. Redfoot. And that is how I've thought of them forever since.
Poor little Heraldfur was upset again, but I always do these things for his benefit. Family was dragging him down. As a young warrior, a great battle arose. My father was doing poorly, my mother nearly dead. I fought her to arise, but instead she just died on me! Stupid kitty. And father was dying too. I made him fight harder, right down to his death. Bah, none of our family were very strong! Stupid cats, they were as weak as little kittypets!
The stories always hurt to tell. Yet, inside, I know I must to you. And as I spill these dreadful songs, I must tell you about present day. As I was elected Deputy, I realized that I was going to have some trouble. Yeah, like I was going to die. Or kill my leader. Or Slayer here might do something else, and I would be to blame. He always hid behind me like a kitten!
And one day, I couldn't take it any more, so I went off to rid the forest of a mass murderer...}
Recounting My Birth
{Born of Sparklefur and Daisyfoot. Born last, he was a runt to a litter of seven. Three she-cats, and four toms. The largest litter in record history for ShadowClan. As his eyes opened to a crystal blue, like all before him, he saw the world held high above the Clans. His father carried him - the first to open eyes of the litter - out and showed him the world. Little did Heraldstar know how little he would repay his father for the loving efforts.}
When I Dream A Dream
{He dreams of serving his Clan well, becoming a legend for his positive attitude, losing Duo B, and catching a deer.}
The Other Stuff. [/color][/center] A Picture's Worth A Thousand Words
Codeword
{N/A}
Anything Other I'd Like To Say
{I'd really like this position. Why? Well, I gave up Coralstar to be nice. Now, I want the position back. -sigh- And I don't want to just walk up and take it from anyone. So I thought I'd audition! Go Heraldfur <3} Quick question: Can I enter multiple cat bios? Or only one?[/size] Playing Out My Life Story. [/color][/center] The Role I Play
{"Scaldwater! Scaldwater!" the pitiful caterwauls of the young tomkit rang clearly through the afternoon air. A small bundle of scrapped patchwork fur bolted into the den. Eyes wide, shock strewn across his face. Heraldkit, coated in blood, fur torn.
"Help me!" Scaldwater sat the kit down, calming him.
"And when I woke, I saw blood everywhere. Please help me." Heraldkit sobbed, his green eyes pained. He was trembling now. His thoughts raced, he was on the verge of himself collapsing in, dying.
"It sounds like you have a Duo."
"A what!?!" The words rang, distorted, through seven miserable pitches.
"When two souls contaminate one body. You'll have to get rid of the one, if you ant supreme control. I'm afraid I cannot help you." Scaldwater's face read sadly.
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"Remember how to do it, Heraldpaw?" Snakefoot meowed, his eyes glittering with worry, hidden behind many layers of hope and excitement.
"No." Heraldpaw muttered to himself. Suddenly, he swam in the black. He felt his own body now, as it moved. He was learning to stay in some control. Still, however, Heraldpaw was losing himself. Terribly.
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"This time, realize that I am the one the ceremony dictates! No, he's not going to name you Slaysoul, but me Herald-something-or-other. So just let me handle the ceremony!"
"Look, I've been giving you all this excellent fighting skill, and all you do to thank me is steal my ceremony and my dignity?"
"Your dignity? Don't be silly! Look, we have to go. Now stay in control, Heraldpaw."
"Don't count on it!"
The pain that surged and echoed through Heraldpaw's body was nearly unbearable. As he fought for control, as Slaypaw fought. They both wanted supreme rule. And within the last few seconds, the words were choked up. Heraldpaw tried to sound calm, happy, but the crushing and force that beat against his soul was too much to bear. He gasped a little, words forming and exploding out.
"I do!" With that, those two words would forever change his life. The first time he was in full control. He was the supreme. He was the boss. And he was no longer plain old Heraldpaw. Now, he was Heraldfur. And he was supreme over his Duo.
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The words echoed quietly through Heraldfur's head. Eyes wide, he thought that he would be sick. The bile rising in his throat, putrid. Much less the distress. When the meeting had been called, Slaypaw had willed himself supreme ruler. Though Heraldfur could generally hear, this time was different. He didn't really care. He was tired, bored, and must've dozed off. For even now this was a surprise. He hadn't fought off Slaypaw, and only did he realize that he should have.
Look, I just gave you what you wanted. Power.
Not power. Heraldfur thought in despair. But for you, a chance to destroy our Clan. Nothing Heraldfur ever thought was private, so when he thought, it was silently in the back of his mind. Deep within his heart, where it was safe. And he thought about what Slaypaw would do for power. Kill the leader, as he had Heraldfur's siblings. Take full control over the shared home, body. Ruin everything in a hidden quest for power. The doom was quickly falling upon Heraldfur, with five simple words. They tumbled through his head, painfully cracking at the sides of his mind until it would burst. And he would die.
"Heraldfur is our new deputy." As the cheers went up, Heraldfur felt himself fall deeply into unconscious. Only to realize later that he was giving Slaypaw an unwilled opportunity to officialize the newly stated deal. That was unacceptable...
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"I am sick and tired of living with you like this! Who cares if I'm Deputy? With you always nagging, I will forever be a terrible cretin that will kill his Clan for his better half! I don't want you any more!"
"Oh Heraldfur. You have always wanted me. Or else I'd be gone."
"If I knew a way to rid myself of you, I would."
"You love me. I know you do. If there was a way, and there is. If I become superior, Slaysoul, then I will forever allow you peace. You can live without trouble! Be the incredible leader you dream about!" Heraldfur was on the verge of crying out in anger. He suddenly fell into the blackness again. Unusual, he had learned to control and tone down his Duo. But this was not ordinary. Now he stood face-to-face with the cat that had caused him so much destruction and pain. Slaypaw. His bright golden coat, speckled with lighter flecks of cream. Handsome, beautiful. The soft yet vibrant green eyes, full of hate.
"Look, Slaypaw! I hate you! HATE YOU! I will never stop, not even if you seem to vanish! I want you GONE!"
"Now, now." Slaypaw began to back up, eyes wide with fear. "Don't need to get angry... I... Oh, please don't!" It was too late. Within a heartbeat, Heraldfur and what little things he knew had Slaypaw pinned within a heartbeat. Slaypaw began to wail, crying for mercy. Blood oozed from his throat as Heraldfur walked away, that last, painful image burned into his mind, forever erasing those handsome eyes...} |
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Post by kestrel on Jul 14, 2008 17:06:19 GMT -5
Fallenstar"quote/saying about the character"
Age
47 moons
Gender
Tom
Clan
Shadowclan
Rank
Leader
[/blockquote] Exterior. [/color][/center] Summary
Fallenstar has a short, black and white pelt. He has a slender body, and a long tail and legs. He has very small paws, but very long sharp claws. He has a slim muzzle, pointy long ears, and soft green eyes. Fallenstar had many scars on his body from differant clan battles. The most noticable one is a deep one on his left side. It is about 4 inches long.
Pelt
-Short hair
-Black and white patches
Eye
-Soft Green
Body
-Very slender
-Long tail
-Long Limbs
Special
-Long, deep scar on his left side Interior. [/color][/center]
Fallenstar isn't mean, but he is very strict to his warriors. He doesn't do this to hurt their feelings, but only to keep them in good health, strength, and ballence. He is much like a queen. He wants his kits, or in this case, his clan, to always listen to him. Fallenstar is also very protective. No cat better trespass on his territory, or they will be torn to shreds. Fallenstar does have a softside to him though. He is very generous and caring. He always makes sure his clan is well fed, and safe, at any risk. He is definetly a strong leader.
Positive
-Very Protective
-Very Generous
-Very Cautious
Negative
-Very Strict
-Can be stubborn
Likes and Dislikes
-LOVES his clan
-HATES trespassers
-LOVES a good fight
-HATES disrespectful warriors
History. [/color][/center] Story
Fallenstar was born in the Shadowclan nursery, at the beginning of New-Leaf. His mother and father are both full-blood Shadowclan cats. Fallenstar has one sister, Daisykit, and two brothers. Rockkit, and Blizzardkit. Fallenstar's kithood was pretty normal and boring, but he had an extrodinary apprenticeship. He was mentored by one of the finest warriors in Shadowclan, and he tought Fallenstar everything he knows. Fallenstar had almost every battle move mastered in half of a moon. Though he was never that great of a hunter, Fallenstar made an excellent fighter. He became a warrior at sixteen moons old, and has worked hard ever since. His brothers, Rockkit and Blizzardkit, became warriors on the same day. Their names are now Rockpelt and Blizzardstorm. Sadly, his sister Daisykit, died when she was a young apprentice. Rockpelt, Blizzardstorm, and Fallenstar had all made a great team. They were all strong, lean, and smart. But Fallenstar didn't know that his brother's had been planning against him. One night, the two toms attacked Fallenstar, while he was asleep in the warrior's den. They didn't suceed in killing him, but they made a huge scratch in his side, which left a permanent scar. The two were exciled from the clan the next day.
Fallenstar's father is now retired to the elder's den, but his mother led on a sad death. She was murdered by a badger while on a hunting patrol. About two moons later was when Fallenstar became Shadowclan leader. His dad and mentor both were so proud of him. And he knew that so were his mom and sister. And that, is his story.
Birth
-Born at beginning of New-Leaf
-Flowerspirit-Mother-Deceased
-Onyxstone-Father-Elder
-Daisypaw-Sister-Deceased
-Rockpelt and Blizzardstorm-Brothers-Rouges
Dreams
-To be a legend in the forest
Other. [/color][/center] Picture
Codeword
I love the world!
Author's note
I would love to be leader of Shadowclan, because I really enjoy leading. I also love making announcments at gatherings. I was Riverclan leader on a major warriors RP site, Allegiances, which is now shut down. So, I have experiance. I am trustworthy, and very active on almost every site I am on. [/size] |
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Post by Moony™ on Jul 14, 2008 18:43:36 GMT -5
Yeah, Moonsta! x3 You're creative. You can always go back and edit/add stuff to your bio.
And Chasm, yup you can! But make sure that they're really different style characters--unique.
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Moonzzz
Cotton Candy
People who dont know me think i am quiet, people who do wish i was[D3v:moonshade20]
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Post by Moonzzz on Jul 14, 2008 19:30:31 GMT -5
k thanx mooneh
Bloodclaw"Always Sheds a Drop of Blood"
Age
40 moons
Gender
male
Clan
Shadowclan
Rank
leader?
[/blockquote] Exterior. [/color] Summary
Bloodclaw. A sleek black tom with dark orange eyes. He is short haired until you reach his tail. His tail is long furred and poofy. bloodclaw's eyes are shot with anger and leadership. His claws bleed everytime he is stressed or angry. most cats think they are bleeding when they fight Bloodclaw. his black nose is dappled with scars. His dark gray muzzle turning gray. Bloodclaw's ears are pointed and his right one has a chunk out of it.
What he looks like (as in objects)
A raven in the night, a feirce jaguar stalking a soul. his bloody claws resemble claws of a lion done with an attack. his body blends with shadows, his soul blends with life.
Black deep darkness
Dark deep eyes
Dark deep soul
a dark deep life
a blinding dark
sucks you in
Leaving you
a permanent mark
now it is your time
its your que
can i describe it
through simple rymes?
maybe i can
maybe i cant
but alaways remember
that looks
dont have to be
decieving
Pelt
he is black and short haired until his tail. his tail is long furred
Eye
a dark orange
Body
Sleek but large
Special
Bloodclaw's claws bleed everytime he is mad or stressed. Interior.[/color][/center] Summary
Bloodclaw isnt evil, but isnt the freindliest cats. Though he is good with his clan and freinds, he has a special distaste for thunderclan cats. Bloodclaw would like a mate someday, someone to speak to, someone to listen. You see, bloodclaw has a soft spot. Once he finds the one she-cat for him, freinds beleive he may open up and become a "nicer" cat.
Positive
Freindly to freinds
loves his clan
sees positively
fights his hardest
always looks to his clan's opinion too
Negative
can be mean
Short temper
says random stuff upruptly
Sometimes gets carried away while fighting
Likes and Dislikes
likes:
freinds
shadows
frogs
blood
the stars
dislikes:
thunderclan
fish
twolegs
his own claws
his low postion, why cant he be leader!?
History. [/color][/center] Story
Bloodclaw was born and raised in Shadowclan.he had many freinds until one faithful day when he got his name:
{made up names, not real RP}
"come on shadowkit!" ???kit yowled. today he was going to get his name!shadowkit, the beautiful kit, padded over. her black fur smoothed down. "dont get too excited!" she mewed. ???kit really wanted a loyal name. like blackkit! He could see it, named after the great blackstar! "Thunderclan!" the deputy came crashing through the camp entrance, "they are comeing this way!!!!" suddenly a battle yowl broke out. "shadowkit!?" ???kit yowled. she was held under a cats grip. blood landed on ??kit's fur. "noooo!" he yowled. his mother pulled him into the nursery. suddenly, blood sooged from his claw. he looked like a ball of fur and blood. "from this day on," his mother spoke, "you will be known as bloodkit....." his mother left.
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Bloodpaw stood with his new mentor. his eyes welled up with tears, 'shadowkit should be here with me...' she had died 5 moons ago. his blinded mother stood with him. the medicine cat said that it was too late to stop his mother's infection. she wasnt supposed to live this long. he smiled at her. he looked at his paws. blood welled up between claws. blackwing, his mentor meowed, "calm down. Shadowkit is in a better place now." bloodkit always wondered about his mentor. it was as if he could read minds!
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"Bloodpaw," Whitestar meowed, "do you promise to uphold the warrior code and protect the clan with your life?" bloodpaw looked at him, "i do." Whitestar looked at him, "then from this day forward you will be known as Bloodclaw."
after the ceremony asked his mentor one question. "blackwing," he meowed with sorrow in his voice, "tell me, what do you think shadowkit's name wouldve been?" blackwing looked at bloodclaw,"if i were to guess? Shadowspirit."
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You would wonder why Bloodclaw's claws bleed. well it goes like this.
"Redtail this is madness! the poor kit will never be socialy...."a gray tail covered the golden cat. "goldflower," the cat meowed, "he will find trust throughout his clan in time." goldflower growled, "but will he be happy?" Red tail spoke up, "but these claws will help save the clan some day. Whether his begging is hard, he will bring greatness. He will recognize and exept that." Goldflower sighed. "if Nightstar agrees." She looked at the previous shadowclan leader. he nodded, "if all agree, this kit will be the one who holds bloody claws." all cats nodded. "then it shall be!" a deep voice sounded from all around. "i shall visit darkmist and tell her about her son." Nightstar meowed.
Pain pulsed through ???kit's claws. he mewed pitifully to his mother. she woke up with a jolt. pulling the kitten towrds her she murmered soothing words to ???kit. Secretly though, she was crying for her son, in her heart.
Bloodkit
named for the claws that will bring him greatness.
The Sky is deep, the sky is dark.
The light of stars is so darn Stark.
When i look up, I fill with fear,
If all we have is what lies here,
this lonely world, this troubled place,
then cold dead stars and empty space...
Well, i see no reason to persevere
no reason to laugh or shed a tear,
no reason to sleep or ever wake,
no promisises to keep, and none to make.
And so at night I still raise my eyes
to study the clear but mysterious skies
that arch above us, as cold as stone.
Are you there god? Are we alone?
-THE BOOK OF COUNTED SORROWS
Birth
Bloodclaw was born and raised in shadowclan. nothin special really.
Dreams
he dreams to find a mate and become clan leader. Though his dreams are large, he beleives they will happen.
Other. [/color][/center] Picture
Codeword
N/A
Author's note
he would like to be leader ^__^
i dp have experience as a leader on one site. i can make RP pretty intresting if i try (wish i will) i really do want the job but all these cats are amazing!I will always be active. my longest absence would lengthen up to 5 days. but that is rare. that would be usualy becuase of camp or maybe just camping. :D really i want to contribute to this site in a positive way. Especially since warriors are my favorite thing in the world!! [/size] ooc: more added in a little bit |
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