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 Tale (#67882) Ruthless View Forum Posts  Posted on 2016-02-24 05:30:47 |
Interested in joining a literate Warrior Cat RP staring ever building original plots, clans and characters? Please visit our sign-up thread to review out plot, rules and to see if we are open to accepting new members at this time. Thank you!
Post Template Please use this template when posting to avoid confusion. Thank You! Cat Name Location | Tag; xxx ______________________________________________________________________________________________ Post goes here. Cat name is self explanatory. Location is to be used to indicate where in the territory your cat is so that a cat who is in camp doesn't accidentally reply to a post by a cat who is, say, by the cove. Tag is kind of a similar thing. Tag is to be used to indicate who your cat's post is directed towards. If it was a private conversation in a secluded place with Littlestar (for example) make sure to put: Tag; Littlestar. If you are welcoming anyone in the clan (in your location) to respond to your post simply put: Tag; Open. If you are responding to (again we'll use Littlestar as an example) a specific post but you are still welcoming other people to join the conversation/plot/actions simply put: Tag; Littlestar, Open. If you have any questions PM me or post in our sign-up thread which will also act as our chat thread. Ooc; If you need to say anything out of character, just put it at the bottom of your post like this in italics. Character SheetsNo thread generated. The original poster of this RP thread will be able to generate one for this feature. 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 24/02/16 @ 18:04:11 by Tale [good] (#67882) |
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Rin (#2458)
Heavenly View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-02-29 15:42:02 |
Beartuft Camp | Tag; Spottedpaw, Skypaw, Littlestar ______________________________________________________________________________________________ Beartuft purred lightly. "Good morning to you too, Spottedpaw. And good morning to you as well, Skypaw." Ah, his new apprentice. Beartuft still isn't quite sure how he feels about the young cat, but... This one will stay with him, in the world of the living. He'd rather fight all of Starclan than let another cat die because of him. Especially one like Spottedpaw; one that had an entire life ahead of them. But-- that was besides the point. The little one wanted to know what he had planned, if anything, and who was he to leave the young tom in the dark? "I have nothing specific planned," he purred, "but I figured maybe you had an idea? I'm sure we can make something educational out of any of your brilliant ideas." He glanced at Littlestar. "As for Skypaw-- as you said, I'll have to ask Littlestar, but I'd be glad to bring him along. Sealsea Camp | Tag; Mention of Tawnyfeather (Other cats mentioned in thoughts) ______________________________________________________________________________________________ Mother... He didn't know what to think about her anymore. She betrayed the clan with some Starclan-forsaken wild tom. Disgusting. He was disgusting in so many ways. And it was her fault for most of them. This stupid she-cat should never have given birth to him and his siblings. All she did was produce a runt with no ability to--metaphorically-- stand on his own four paws, some disgusting disgrace of a she-cat, and Mudmask. He was okay. The best one out of this trio of brothers. He had nothing wrong with him; except he wasn't the oh-so perfect Littlestar. Littlestar was a disgrace--almost as much as he was--; some 'poor underdog' who got what he wanted by sitting back and letting his mother and dead mentor do all of the work. All he did was train. Someone else should have been leader-- maybe Mudmask or Rowanflame. Maybe Beartuft. Someone that actually was competent in their role. Maybe Mudmask and Sealsea should just jump off a cliff and die. The perfect sibling would still be alive, and no one--especially Sealsea-- would be missed. But he had Mother do deal with. They shared a secret, so that's probably why she was sucking up to him. Pathetic. "I'm fine, Mother," he meowed, not even daring to glance at the perfect Starclan-given cat behind him. "Not hungry either, just a bit drowsy from a rough night's sleep." Sealsea no! Do not let her of all cats into your personal life. You stupid piece of wolf dung! "I'm sure he'll strengthen up, he is leader after all. They tend to toughen up," he meowed, finally stealing a glance at Littlestar. "And I suppose it is nice to have my brother as leader. He is a wonderful cat after all." He tried to hold the disgust back in his voice, but his voice cracked a bit at the "wonderful cat" bit, exposing his high-pitched, feminine meow. He wanted to vomit. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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| starsky | (#2771)
Usual View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-02-29 16:55:49 |
Owlpaw Camp, Leaving Apprentice Den | Passing Spottedpaw. ______________________________________________________________________________________________ The brightness of the sun showered more into the apprentice den that it's time to wake up. A chocolate paw came up and wiped the sleep with her baby blue eyes as she opened them. The young she-cat opened her mouth in a wide yawn, showing off long sharp teeth. Owlpaw slowly got to her paws, stretching out her front legs first and then the back ones. Another yawn came from her before slowly making her way out the den. The sun greeted the munchkin rather badly, but her eyes quietly adjusted. Ears swiveled on her head as the voices of the clan filled her ears. Owlpaw, being very shy and quiet doesn't like to interact with the clan unless it's Spottedpaw and Porcupinetooth. As the medicine cat apprentice headed towards the fresh kill pile, her blue orbs shifted to a nice looking spotted tom, Spottedpaw. Owlpaw watched him as her little legs carried her away. She didn't want to interrupt him with his talk with Skypaw and Beartuft. A sigh came from the she-cat before spotting in front of the fresh kill pile. Her eyes went over the prey before picking out herself a small fish. Jus the right size for her belly. Munchkin legs carried her away and to a secluded spot to eat. Owlpaw had found her mentor, knowing she will have to go to her food and learn how to become a medicine cat. 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 29/02/16 @ 23:57:44 by ☆ | starsky | ☆ (#2771) |
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Vessy (#44229)
King of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-01 06:21:37 |
FlamePaw Camp | Mentions: LittleStar - Briefly Owlpaw and RowanFlame, Open She huffed lightly glancing between Littlestar and Rowanflame, then closed her eyes for a moment before replying calmly. "I got up early and ate already" she mewed earnestly flicking her ear "I must of missed her on her way out..." she added on though a bit quieter as she tried thinking of when Wrenshadow could of bypassed her. With a quick glance at Owlpaw as the medicine cats apprentice padded towards the fresh-kill pile, she sighed and looked back up at Littlestar "I'm sure she won't be gone for long, i'm sorry for interrupting!" she mewed with a dip of her head to both LittleStar and Rowanflame Echo Outside Clan Territory | Night, Open Echo jumped a bit surprised by the young kit, but hesitantly sniffed at it as it huddled underneath him. Straightening himself up for a moment he looked around confused where it could of come from knowing there wasn't housing any where near them. Glancing down at the kit he gave it a brief lick on the head thinking quietly to himself unsure what he would be doing with the little bundle of fur 0 players like this post! Like? |
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MoeMoe (#65000)
Sweetheart View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-01 13:13:40 |
Night | 2 Moons | Female Kit | Location: Outside Clan Territory | Tag; Echo, Open Quite warm from spending a little while under the bigger cat Night was startled by a lick upon her head...and due to her size, age, and startlement the small runt was almost knocked over having to quickly put her feet under her body in order to steady herself. Giving her fluffy little darkly colored body a shake Night turned her bright electric blue gaze up toward the bigger male. At home the males had only come in two types in regard to kits...creepily affectionate or barely able to tolerate. This male seemed to be neither and that puzzled the little female...but she quickly got over the new phenomena instead posing one of the few questions she knew how to ask. “Name?” Harriermask | Rogue Male | Location: Out of Clan Territory | Tag; Wrenshadow, Open | “Hmmm...it seems my nickname for you is unusually accurate...just like fire you can burn others. What do you look for in a male, little flame? Do you like your males big and buff? Or perhaps thin and agile? Dominant? I am guessing you would like a submissive male.” Harriermask said with a purr and a quick wink. Getting up from where he was lying down the gray and black striped cat stretched before stepping closer to the edge of the river. Tilting his head to the side, pale green eyes studied the striking female more closely, a grin stretching across his face as the other admitted he was not technically in the ‘clan’ territory. “I would come over to greet you, but I have a personal preference not to fight females...quite rude in my book. I have a sneaking suspicion that your greeting would not be of my preference.” That being said the male could not help but notice a fallen tree stretched across most of the river’s length a ways down river. What fun it would be to sit midway across that bridge and taunt the female from there? 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 02/03/16 @ 21:39:52 by Astral (#65000) |
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Elephabulous (#13952)
Badland Strider View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-02 04:03:46 |
Sparrowmask Camp | Tag: Yewberry, open ______________________________________________________________________________________________ The russet tom approached just as the older she-cat had begun grooming herself at the entrance to the elders' den, dropping the freshkill that was supposed to be for her and Cloudleap as a breakfast on the ground in front with a lack of the usual grace Sparrowmask usually attempted to show. "I hope you're hungry." He grumbled with as much enthusiasm as he could muster, his ears flat against his skull as his attention went back to watching the other warriors (and more specifically Littlestar) as they moved and interacted throughout the camp. He hoped Yewberry would just be grateful (he had bothered to give her his attention, and even food, which was an apprentice's job) and take the prey without any other words toward him. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Tale (#68023)
Mean View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-02 07:26:27 |
Littlestar Camp | Tag; Flamepaw, Sparrowmask, Tawnyfeather, Open ______________________________________________________________________________________________ Littlestar let out a soft purr as the frustrated apprentice apologized, "There's nothing to be sorry for, Flamepaw. If you change your mind and wish to go out with us don't hesitate to ask. We must all help out one another." The chocolate tom replied. He was still young and he knew very well how frustrating it could be to be an apprentice. Apprentices always wanted to explore, they always wanted to be doing something and when grown cats' plans stood in the way of that tempers ran short. It was hard to see the end of their apprenticeship but it would be over before they knew it. The life of an adult warrior was not all it was cracked up to be. Littlestar's attention was taken off of the flame-tempered little apprentice when he felt a burning sensation shiver up his spine. Someone was glaring at him. The chocolate tom almost didn't have to turn his head to guess who it was but he turned his head anyway. Momentarily Littlestar's jade eyes met the burning rage-filled eyes of his elder sibling: Sealsea. The young leader could feel his heart leap up into his throat and he looked away quickly. Before looking away, however, he couldn't help but notice his mother sitting beside the white tom. What had she said to him now?! A sigh escaped the little tom as he silently wished his family were close and wished that his brothers did not despise him but wishes were worthless. If you wanted something to change you had to change it yourself... though... sometimes that was easier thought then done... Littlestar barely knew how to hold a clan together, nevermind how to put a family back together. Spottedpaw Camp | Tag; Beartuft, Skypaw, Owlpaw, Open ______________________________________________________________________________________________ Spottedpaw looked up at Beartuft, "Sounds fair" he nodded then looked to Skypaw "Why don't you go ask Littlestar if you can come with us... while Beartuft and I try to figure out where exactly it is we are going." the dark charcoal tom chuckled a little. It was kind of hard to ask permission to go somewhere when you didn't know where you were going but Littlestar trusted Beartuft as one of his senior warriors so Spottedpaw guessed that the new leader would be understanding. That settled they still needed to decide where they wanted to go, "Well... I haven't eaten yet today. I wanted to catch my own breakfast for the first time in my life. Why don't you take us to the forest, Beartuft, teach us to be hunters? Fighting is important to defend the clan but hunting feeds the clan and keeps us alive so... that's important too. Especially in leaf-bare... right?" The handsome bengal tom tilted his head while looking up at his gigantic mentor hoping the older tom would agree with his logic. It was then that Littlestar was distracted again. His ears perked up as he saw the munchkin she-cat pad out of the den from behind him, "Morning Owlpaw. he purred warmly but the little she-cat just kept walking. Spottedpaw frowned a little, he didn't really like being ignored by his friends. Was she upset? He watched her go to the fresh kill pile then pick out something to eat then go to a secluded place to eat. Perhaps she'd just been really hungry? He knew his kithood friend was shy but he hoped that was all this was. He hoped she was okay. It made him a little sad that they didn't spend as much time together anymore since taking separate paths. He did believe that Owlpaw was more than well suited for the role of medicine cat but it was a bittersweet thing. The apprentice tom made a mental note to spend some time with the munchkin she-cat when they returned from training. Perhaps he'd bring her something back that he hunted himself! She'd be proud of him, he thought. He wished she could come with the group but he didn't know if Porcupinetooth would approve. Wrenshadow The River | Tag; Harriermask, Open ______________________________________________________________________________________________ As the rouge tom winked at her Wrenshadow opened her maw wide and hissed viciously baring her pearly fangs at the arrogant owl-faced tom. What a self-righteous mouse-brain he was. "If I were to look for a tom I would look for one of substantial influence, rank and power, a skinny rouge who can catch nothing better than a rat-tailed weasel for his breakfast is certainly far out of the ranges of... preferences." She eyed the tom with disinterest. The red she-cat's golden eyes narrowed to slits as he took a step towards the river, was he really going to risk coming across the river to face her claws? If he didn't want to fight a she-cat then he better not come across because she had no issue with fighting a rouge... tom cat or she-cat. Her tail lashed violently behind her, "Come on across and find out just how... hospitable... I can be." she replied sourly. Ooc; These two kill me xD Yewberry Camp, Elder den | Tag; Sparrowmask, Open ______________________________________________________________________________________________ Yewberry looked up from her grooming when she saw the self-absorbed tom-cat warrior padding in her direction. He had a disgruntled look on his face and his ears were nearly invisible because they were so flat on his head. Ha! Someone else looked as miserable as she felt everyday! Without a word the ancient she-cat watched the tom plop the fresh kill on the dusty floor at her feet. No doubt Sparrowmask was hoping to passify the grumpy she-cat but this was, of course, a difficult task and hoping for her not to reply with some snarky comment was asking for the impossible to become possible. Many in the clan just wished she'd go join starclan and bother them already... though a lot of cats in the clan were of the opinion that this grump would outlive them all... Yewberry examined the kills carefully. "What are these? Apprentice kills? They're pitiful." She meowed and turned her nose up in disgust, she deserved better. What had the clan come to? Pitiful prey thrown at your feet? "Even if they weren't pitiful, what cat would eat dirt-covered kill like this? You should take more care with the food you present to others." She added in a tone most cats would reserve for scolding kits. Her long plumed gray tail-tip twitched to show her obvious impatience. Ooc; Omg... it's the clash and the grumpy titans! XD 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Elephabulous (#13952)
Badland Strider View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-02 08:12:53 |
Sparrowmask Camp | Tag: Yewberry, open ______________________________________________________________________________________________ "Well don't look at me, I didn't hunt it. I would never bring back prey like that." Sparrowmask scoffed as his attention was drawn back to the she-cat, and he hesitantly decided to lower his haunches and sit. As Yewberry went on though he almost had to ask her to repeat herself, unable to comprehend that a clanmate was speaking to him that way. What did he look like, a moon old?! What an ungrateful old bee-brain! "W-What?! How dare you! You're lucky I even brought you some freshkill!" The tom hopped back up onto his paws and flexed his claws into the soil of the ground, his tail lashing behind him. "This is an apprentice's task, or more like a punishment. Not only did a warrior come, but it was me of all cats! You should be saying things like "How lucky am I?" and "Oh thank StarClan, Sparrowmask is here!"." He imitated a higher pitched meow, batting his eyes as he did the dramatic and what he viewed as completely necessary impression. "A little dirt won't hurt you, and even if it did, who would care aside from the medicine cat, you're practically dead anyway." Sparrowmask of course had never bothered to actually remember Porcupinetooth's name, and his voice grew more quiet on that last sentence so it was nearly just spoken to himself under his breath. OOC: This is not going to end well lol. He is so easily offended and so mean. |D xD 0 players like this post! Like? |
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| starsky | (#2771)
Usual View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-03 05:16:59 |
Owlpaw Camp | Tag: Owlpaw & Porcupinetooth ______________________________________________________________________________________________ Licking the remains of the fish off her whiskers, getting oils off before shaking her head. The munchkin she-cat looked up, looking over at the charcoal spotted tom, her friend. Owlpaw blinked her baby blue eyes at him before a smile slowly came, watching him. She wanted badly to talk to him, but there are other cats around him. Plus she didn't want to interrupt him. Altering burying the fish bones, she stood, shaking out her fur before walking towards her mentor. As she pasted her kithood friend, she nodded to him. "Morning, Spottedpaw. Let's talk later." She said in a quiet voice, knowing he had heard of. Her little legs carried her over to Porcupinetooth nodded and nodded to the she-cat quietly and slowly sat down, her tail wrapping around herself. A light breeze tugged at her fur, carrying the salty sea with it. Seamint Camp | Tag: Littlestar(mentions); Open. ______________________________________________________________________________________________ A silvery blue Tom laid under the shade of a tree as mint green eyes watched the clan. He wasn't being antisocial of anything, but just didn't have anyone to talk to. Seamint watched everyone, especially Littlestar. He has a deep crush for the leader of Coveclan, though knew the small Tom will not feel the same. He knows Littlestar only likes she-cats, but maybe their is hope somewhere. Letting out a sigh, he warrior laid down onto his side, eyes semi closed as he did his best not to fall asleep. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Christicat15 (#54511)
Usual View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-03 14:20:46 |
Rowanflame | Tom | 26 moons | Deputy 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 03/03/16 @ 21:23:29 by Christicat15 (#54511) |
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Vessy (#44229)
King of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-04 08:22:26 |
FlamePaw Camp | Mentions [Brief/Contact/Thoughts]: RowanFlame, Sparrowmask, Skypaw, Denmates [Apprentices], LittleStar, WrenShadow Flamepaw took a deep breath as her gaze flickered to RowanFlame when he hissed out a simple name "Sparrowmask". She knew the older warrior was tempered and quickly reminded herself, that she didn't want to turn out to be that annoying when she grew up. Her thoughts had been cut short as Skypaw had nearly tackled his mentor and huffed at his clumsiness. She never particularly liked her den-mates and often hung out with the warriors, as she felt they were much too childish for her taste. Dipped her head in a polite greeting she quickly turned her gaze back on LittleStar "if she doesn't come back by the time you decide to leave I wouldn't mind taking up your offer" she mewed an odd look in her eyes as she dipped her head respectfully to him before turning and bounded back off towards the entrance to continue her pacing in wait for Wrenshadows return. Echo Outside Of Clan Territory | Mentions [Brief/Contact/Thoughts]: Echo| He watched her with a curious gaze as the young one had jumped when he licked her. Though when she looked up her bright electric blue eyes shocked him, as he couldn't help but just stare in silence. Quickly shaking his head when she spoke he hummed "My name is .." he paused for a moment as if in thought then finished "Echo". Flicking his ear he wondered how much the young kitten had been able to speak or understand and decided it only fair to ask the same question back. "What is your name?" he mewed slowly and tilting his head to the left slightly as he looked down on her. FinchKit Camp | Mentions [Brief/Contact/Thoughts]: LittleStar, RowanFlame, Skypaw, FlamePaw, Open Finchkit sighed softly as her stomach grumbled and let her ears prick up and slowly blinked open her eyes catching the sight of Flamepaw bounding away from an obviously frustrated RowanFlame, Skypaw and LittleStar. Standing up she stretched out her little legs and turned around hoping to get her fluff to stay down, not wanting to look like a fool when she went and got food from the pile. Managing to get it to look somewhat flat she made her way slowly to the fresh kill pile and picked out a small mouse that was covered in dirt and a feather from a bird that sat on top of it. With a huff she dragged it slowly back to the nursery entrance and only then began to gnaw at it. 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 04/03/16 @ 15:22:56 by Skitty (#44229) |
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Rin (#2458)
Heavenly View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-04 15:27:26 |
Beartuft Camp | Tag; Spottedpaw, Skypaw ______________________________________________________________________________________________ "You haven't had to hunt in the barest of moons after all... So I agree. Training during this season will make hunting in the warmer times much easier," he replied, smiling. Ah... he remembered training Grasspaw... She was so clumsy at first, but she became a fine hunter. Would've been a wonderful-- no! No more of these thoughts! There's a new apprentice to influence, one that isn't Grasspaw and won't replace her. Hopefully the little cats won't have too much trouble in the snow, but it wasn't too high at the same time. He could always just carry them if they needed it--or he could treat them like independent cats. That would probably be for the better. Skypaw's such a lovely apprentice, going up to ask for permission by herself! Especially to a leader! Okay... so Littlestar wasn't too intimidating, but he still was a grown-up cat. Sealsea Camp | Tag; Mention of Tawnyfeather (Other cats mentioned in thoughts) ______________________________________________________________________________________________ ((OOC: Waiting for trumpets!)) 0 players like this post! Like? |
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MoeMoe (#65000)
Sweetheart View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-05 07:22:15 |
Harriermask | Rogue Male | Location: Out of Clan Territory | Tag; Wrenshadow, Open | “Ohhhh...it burns, sweet fire.” Harrier commented with a grin while pulling a paw up to his heart as if expressing pain. Giving a meow Harrier perked his ears toward the flame colored female. “Oh so disinterested, so ready to fight, so grumpy...one really has to wonder if your fiery disposition is a result of your “respectable males” not pursuing such a beautiful creature as yourself. I really can not begin to understand how they could look over such a smart and obviously self sufficient cat. " Getting up the silver and black striped cat turned and walked into the underbrush effectively disappearing from sight in the deep of leaf bare vegetation. To the female it would perhaps look as if he had left...the male had another destination in mind though...the young tree stretching across the river. Night | 2 Moons | Female Kit | Location: Outside Clan Territory | Tag; Echo, Open “E...ko….Ecko? Echo...Hello Echo...My name is Night.” Her voice was quiet, with slight mispronunciation due to her age but ultimately strong. Blinking her bright blue eyes the small onyx and blue-gray tuft studied the older male intently. “Where are we? I have never seen you before….I am hungary.” Being a kit the small female was still largely concerned with her own physical needs. Despite that commonly self focused nature inherited by all kits the female was continually curious, but hunger, the need to sleep, and the cold temperature had dulled her curiosity for the time being...no easy feat as curiosity was what had made her climb into the human’s round footed monster. 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 05/03/16 @ 14:23:37 by Astral (#65000) |
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Vessy (#44229)
King of the Jungle View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-05 11:19:11 |
Echo Outside Clan Territory | Mentions [Brief/Contact/Thoughts]: Night, Open Echo let out a soft laugh at Nights self-focusing comment and glanced around humming. He nearly looked back down at the kit when he saw brown fur wiggle through the bushes and make a dash for the trees. With quick paws he left Night behind in pursue of the creature, his blood crested paws skimmed over the cold ground with ease. Just as the creature made a dive for the hole next to the tree, echo landed on it in a last effort spring and trapped it withing his claws. Proud of him self he quickly bent over and bit its neck before glancing back at the small black speck that he had left behind. Quickly standing to his paws he wavered, his tiredness finally catching back up with him as he picked up the limp carcass and slowly trudged back over to the kit. 'Perhaps it was time to get some sleep...' he thought numbly 'theres no use traveling this late with a strangers kit' he added on mentally 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Banjo [Angelic] (#84778)
Interstellar View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-03-10 01:52:26 |
(I am a thousand times sorry for my extended absence. I got a concussion a while ago and could not go on any form of technology due to it, not even to tell you guys I would be gone. I will get my replies up as soon as possible, but I get a terrible head ache if I stare at a screen for too long.) 0 players like this post! Like? |
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