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#Post#: 1681--------------------------------------------------
talking to a british person [posse tryouts]
DIR By: splashy
Date: April 20, 2013, 2:41 pm
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[font=georgia][color=black]Why was the top of this building
becoming like a second home to her? Maybe if some of her idiot
clanmates would just start working a bit more she wouldn't have
to be up here all the time. Oh well, some could say Niko enjoyed
it, but at the same time some could say she didn't. Either way,
they'd be shredded if they came to close to her. "Hey,
BloodClan! Posse tryouts, now!" The scarred tortoiseshell
called, her emerald green eyes oddly delight for once, not
narrowed in delight like they usually were when she could be
considered pleased, but a plain, regular old shape like any
normal cat.
#Post#: 1684--------------------------------------------------
Re: talking to a british person [posse tryouts]
DIR By: almond
Date: April 20, 2013, 2:58 pm
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[center][size=8pt]Oh hot d*mn. This was his chance. The wide
set, hefty tabby strode forward with a confident smile set upon
his maw. Who else would show up? This ghost town truly was a
ghost town lately-- he hadn't seen anyone in hours. Was that
bad? Or was it just 'one of those days'? Had to be, right?
"Niko," He addressed her in his southern accent followed by a
respectful dip of the head. He flashed her a charming smile and
sat a few feet away from her and simply stared at her, forest
green eyes focused and determined. He would not f*ck this up. If
this was his one and only chance, then dang, he'd succeed. Not
to be arrogant, though, he felt his paws could fill this
position one day. Perhaps today, even. It all depended on Niko,
the female leader who would decide his fate today.
#Post#: 1685--------------------------------------------------
Re: talking to a british person [posse tryouts]
DIR By: splashy
Date: April 20, 2013, 3:08 pm
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[font=georgia][color=black]"So all you cats who got demoted,
guess what? This Oedipus right here has been much more active
than you have lately, so he's the first member of the Posse. Two
more spots left? Who wants them, we're having a fight to death.
You die? Sucks for you, you don't get it. You win? We'll see how
I like you then." Niko giggled, eyes narrowing slightly as her
razor sharp, ivory incisors baring for a moment as she laughed.
#Post#: 1686--------------------------------------------------
Re: talking to a british person [posse tryouts]
DIR By: almond
Date: April 20, 2013, 3:15 pm
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[center][size=8pt]He tipped his head and flashed a toothy grin,
"Thank you, Niko. I won't let you down," The words dripped from
his mouth like melted butter, slippery and smooth. Dark green
eyes flickered around and he wondered where everyone else was.
Inactive, yep. So were these 'posse' cats all deputies? Or
something lesser? Three sounded like a lot to him, but he didn't
doubt Niko's logic. Best not to, he knew.
"I wonder where everyone's at," The silver grey tabby muttered
under his breath, shrugging it off. He was promoted. That's all
that mattered, right?
#Post#: 1690--------------------------------------------------
Re: talking to a british person [posse tryouts]
DIR By: Imminent
Date: April 20, 2013, 3:58 pm
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Vector hopped up. "A fight to the death? Aw shucks, I feel bad
for whoever's fight me," The large brown tabby meowed, shaking
out his long fur. What could he say? Being a Maine Coon had its
bonuses.
#Post#: 1728--------------------------------------------------
Re: talking to a british person [posse tryouts]
DIR By: everlasting
Date: April 20, 2013, 11:07 pm
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"Ooh, won't this be fun?" came the delirious cackle of the
former serval deputy as she barraged through the gathered group
of desperate cats. "I've been waiting to feel some blood on my
claws~!"
#Post#: 1750--------------------------------------------------
Re: talking to a british person [posse tryouts]
DIR By: Blue
Date: April 21, 2013, 12:40 am
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"I'll just watch." Penpaw arrived and sat, watching with
amusement.
#Post#: 1778--------------------------------------------------
Re: talking to a british person [posse tryouts]
DIR By: Silver pianist
Date: April 21, 2013, 11:45 am
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A black figure emerged, grinning wildly. Nevermore aproached,
her thick black fur rippling with each step that she took,"What
do we do to get the position? Fight this bunch of losers? she
sneered with a tilt of her head. No doubt she wanted it more
than anything. She moved her stump of a tail from side to side,
thinking about having such a power. Carefully, the black Manx
took her seat next to Vector and looked at her leader with a
sinister smirk.
#Post#: 1784--------------------------------------------------
Re: talking to a british person [posse tryouts]
DIR By: splashy
Date: April 21, 2013, 12:03 pm
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"You two ungrateful little freaks. Get the fuck out." She
snarled, her emerald green optics flashing with anger as she
spoke. Oh, they were both so arrogant. Plus, she'd made up her
mind by just looking at them. "Want the position? Sucks for you,
we're having a meeting later. I'm disappointed." Niko hissed,
turning and stalking away, her tortoiseshell pelt bristling as
she spoke.
#Post#: 1787--------------------------------------------------
Re: talking to a british person [posse tryouts]
DIR By: Silver pianist
Date: April 21, 2013, 12:13 pm
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"H-hey wait!" the black cat stood raising her head in
protest,"We're just trying to gain some competition ma'am! How
else are we supposed to get ready for a fight?" she mewed,
trying to explain her motives. Not even a chance? Her pelt
prickled in unrelenting fear. If there was a private meeting
with the leader, no doubt Nevermore would have her throat slit.
She eventually tried to dip her head in respect, praying that
she would be forgiven. She was no coward. But the leader was
nothing short of a monster.
Ooc; not begging, it's kinda my cat's personality lol
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