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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Jan 28, 2007 12:40:24 GMT -5
See the post I made labeled Character Bash in the general board for more information!
REMEMBER, this only for fun! [/center] The scent of pizza wafted through the trees of the forest, making any nearby creature's mouth water. One possum was hanging from a low branch with its eyes almost popping out. Right beside the Great Rock were stacks upon stacks of assorted pizza. Beside it was the biggest punch bowl any animal had ever seen(about the size of a swimming pool). Music was blasting hard, signaling all the cats that the party had, indeed, begun. -Mental and Adorito- One darker tom crept in first, heading straight past the pizza and to the punch. He pulled out a large gallon container from his heavy fur and began to dump it all into the red punch, turning it a lighter color as he cackled evilly. Beside him stood a smaller duplicate, the same smile on his lips. Metal and Adorito had arrived first, and with it came the consequences. *hiccup*-Prettypelt and Whitepaw- Two golden she-cats padded in side by side, one spotted and one a firm gold. The queen looked around cautiously, but once she laid eyes on the pizza her mouth watered madly.
PIZZA!!! Whitepaw chirped - or more like screamed, racing Prettypelt to the first stack. She dug her face into the first one she could find, but Prettypelt quickly shoved her with her hip and took ravenous gulps of the delicious mice and pepperoni pizza. No sooner did Whitekit headbutt her mother in the side...this battle continued...-Icecloud and Destinypaw- The silver bengal tom slowly crept into the small clearing, the scent of alcohol and pizza making his ears twitch rapidly. He slowly peed himself when he caught sight of Adorito and Metal, chuckling nervously and he slowly slid past the insanos to lap at the water. His eyes slowly turned a cracked red and his tail began to spin in a circle. Holy shizzle! He dived in and came back out drenched, but satisfied. He continued to waddle toward the Great Rock, hehehe-ing the whole way.
Destinypaw watched her clanmate helplessly, shaking her head at his stupidity as she leaned all badbutt like against the great Rock, waiting for the toms to start arriving.-Gold- Gold is running around Fourtrees boredly. He doesn't know any of these simple clan cat. Adorito is recognizable and he had occasionally seen Mental in the nursery while growing up, but eh, this party wasn't half started yet.-Rosestar- The WindClan leader came in all her glory, head held high as she padded confidently through the bush and - plop - fell right into the pool of punch. She yowled in surprise, coming back up with her thick fur drenched so she could barely walk. She hadn't drunken much, but she took overly cautious steps towards the great Rock, this time watching where she was going with unusually narrowed eyes.-Leopardpaw- Her lithe form came silently and the usual grim moody air was set around her. She flicked an ear in greeting to the still-feasting Prettypelt and sat down near the middle of the clearing. Her tail involunteerily began to beat against the ground in time to the music and she flattened her ears. Oh no. It was coming. Her grooooooooooooove.-Smokepelt and Spottedfire- The two bengal toms walked in side by side, belts around their hips with two guns neatly tucked in. They looked like they had just popped out of a western shooting movie. Smokepelt glanced warily around while Spottedfire nibbled on the toothpick he had randomly found on the forest floor - Smokepelt didn't believe it was a toothpick. The two badbutt brother sat down simultaneously, Smokepelt wipping out a big, black sombraro and putting it on. Muahahahaha, Dewstar would REALLY fear him now.
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Post by Leopardstorm on Jan 28, 2007 13:14:03 GMT -5
(XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD!!!LOL,OMG,ROFL,LMAO! (LOL)I like this post)
Leopardstorm ran out as quickly as she could and headed straight for a mice and pepperoni pizza.She dipped her head down then lifted it back up w/ a pepperoni stuck on her cheeks.
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Post by rex. on Jan 28, 2007 13:25:53 GMT -5
ooc: holy crap Touslepelt A muscular figure padded down the ravine into the fourtree's hollow. he looked around expectantly, spying a she-cat he had once 'met with shortly' . the Main coone leader was looking well, he decided, but even so, he thought it might be best to avoid her. Spider and Risk trailing not far from their father, were two rex's. one; a bi-colored tom looked reluctant to be there, while the other; a rex pelted rex tom looked bothered to have the other following him. Risk was aware of what his father was there to do, so he decided he would attempt, if possible to stay away from him for the night...maybe he could meet someone here himself...if spider would just leave him alone! Shade A youthful Rogue tom bounded into the clearing. he searched wildly around for his friend, and upon seeing his golden compadre racing about the fourtrees he immediatly sprinted after him, hoping to tackle him if he ever caught up. PandaPelt The Manx rogue queen padded delicatly into camp. she was there more as a chaperone for her son, and had no intention of doing any serious conversation. so, she settled herself down at the edge of the hollow, hoping other senior warriors or loners might join her for a chat or something. KashClaw, Hawkpaw and Pantherpaw Father and son padded together into camp, their pelts both an ebony black, but the other had faint even darker sports sort of like a panther's. the younger tom looked across to where the food was placed out and, seeing his mother and sister, raced over to join them. Kashclaw opened his mouth to restrain him, but smiled as he thought better of it. He padded over to goin his mate for a few bites, even though he wasnt exactly hungry, pizza wasnt exactly something you could catch everyday! trailing a ways behind the two bolack toms was a almost kaki-coloured long haired rex. his stormy yellow eyes glared unpleasently around the clearing at the cats that had gathered there so far. Hawkpaw was almost always in a bad mood. He was bored though, and hardly ever spoke, so he took a seat right there in the middle and waited for something to happen. Birchclaw Limping steadily into camp came a Siamese point. his clear blue eyes strained to see a paticular she-cat whom he hadnt seen in moons, but he reminded himself that she was never coming back to him, not even now when he feared live may not even be worth living, now that he was somewhat crippled; having just been in a recent brawl, the thunderclan warrior's limbs were sore and had quite a few injuries lacd arcoss them, not to mention everywhere else across his pelt. But the most important one was inside of him. a Rib had broken and was pointed inward just enough to prevent him from comfortable taking a full breath of air... Yet, through all of this, one thing had not changed since he was a kit; his appitite. he awkwardly bounded over to the piles of mouse and pepperoni pizza and, shoving an unimportant looking young golden she-cat out of the way, dug his face in. galepaw a spectral she-cat glided among all the cats. no one would see her but one, and she figured that may just be reason enough to come...but he had not shown himself yet, and she was beginning to loose confidance that he would even come. Still, it might proove useful to eesdrop on some of the cats' conversations here, thought galepaw.
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Post by shadowthunder on Jan 28, 2007 13:40:42 GMT -5
A brown striped tom tip-toed into the party. His ears flattened back and he immediately regretted coming. The loud music seemed to stab his ears repeatedly and the other cats made him a tad nervous. He wasn't social. With a beaten expression Shadowthunder slunked off to a dark corner near the edge of Fourtrees. Gazing up into the sky like usual, the angsty tom brooded on how much he wished he weren't there.
"Curse that invitation." He mumbled to himself, "It tricked me into coming here!"
Hmmm....Something had to be done about that.
Meanwhile two apprentices entered the scene, one a she-cat and one a tom. Basilpaw, the she-cat, was practically vibrating from the mere thought of a party. Her eyes looked as large as baseballs and, without a word to her brother, she dashed off.... straight into Leopardstorm. Thymepaw gave Basilpaw a what-has-possessed-you? kind of look. Thymepaw shook her head after falling to the ground and noticed something. On the food table...there was....a bowl....of....candy. Her eyes widened even more (If that were even possible) and she dove for the delicious sweets. However, Thymepaw was one step ahead and grabbed her tail just in time to pull his sister down before she could get a mouthful of candy.
"You can't eat tyhat stuff!" Thymepaw growled, "Do you have any idea of what'll happen to you?!"
"I...WANT.....CANDY!" Evidently not.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jan 28, 2007 14:23:00 GMT -5
Midnightfang :: ThunderClan As cats began to file into Fourtrees so did he. The black tom took a few slices of mice pizza and devoured the segments quickly, who had been the mysterious cat that invited them all?
Dewstar :: ShadowClan A pretty, lean she-cat entered the clearing of Fourtrees. She sat beside the black tom, Midnightfang. Grabbing a cup of punch, she peered into the punch-filled glass and saw the hair of a familiar cat. Rosestar spoiled all the punch!!! She yowled.
Braveheart & Runningpaw :: StarClanners A white, longhaired, warrior size apprentice galloped towards the bowl of candy that had been set out for all of them. He ate a few ribbon candies, and peppermints before going to the box of pizza to grab a slice. Glossy, star-filled fur rippled under muscle as Braveheart followed Runningpaw to the pizza.
Whiteflower :: StarClan Star-filled, alabaster fur glistened in the pale light, Whiteflower curled herself by the cups full of water; someone had prepared this well.
Brokenheart A.K.A Forest :: Kitty-pet Heaven A ginger splotched she-cat stepped timidly onto the cold earth; it had been many, many moons since she had touched the icy ground of her used-to-be home.
Cloverpaw :: Rogue Heaven A curled-ear she-cat brushed past all the other gathering cats to the bowl of candy, where she gobbled most of the jawbreakers down.
Chai & Sark :: Loners A rex she-cat followed the huge crowd of cats to where all the Clan cats met in peace about every full moon. Trailing after her was a scarred red point tom, who seemed to be looking for someone.
Shadethorn :: StarClan A dark gray tom silently watched form a nearby birch tree, hoping no one would see him.
Coldkill :: WindClan An ebony striped tom trotted after the large crowd of felines. He stalked over to an empty corner where he cursed at himself for coming to the wretched party.
Cloudedsoul :: RiverClan A silky furred tabby tom sat quietly by the entrance, so when they would all leave he could check them all for illness. After all, one could get a stomachache from eating all the junk they were eating.
Spyro & Simple :: RogueClanners Two pelts entered the clearing side by side, their fur bristling at every clan cat around them.
Purekit :: ThunderClan//Loner A small bundle of brown tabby fur skipped to where the bowl of tasty punch was, unaware that Rosestar had fallen in it.
Lethal :: Loner Heaven Emerald eyes were hot with anger. I will find you Touslepelt, you can’t kill me now. Lethal thought anxiously.
Ooc- My brain hurts. >.<
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Post by rex. on Jan 28, 2007 14:47:56 GMT -5
galepaw Galepaw whirled around with suprise at all the other deceased cats that had gathered suddenly as well. so many deceased cats she could talk to! not wanting to look immature and like she was begging for attention, the small grey and brown flecked she-cat waved her tail invitingly for someone to come and talk to her. Touslepelt Touslepelt saw two cats enter the party walking together. ah now heres something of interest! he thought to himself stainging at Chai. But he realized the point that walked with her might pose a problem, should he try to talk to her....but it was nothing he couldnt handle... he turned around and approached the black rex she-cat, waving his tail at her to beckon her over to him.
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Jan 28, 2007 14:51:10 GMT -5
ooc- SOOO MUCH CHARRIES MIDDEMS!!! Swirlingheart A silver tabby she-cat pads into the clearing, searching for cats she knew. Great party! She spotted a 1000000000000000-foot high pizza stack and pulled one out. It was, fortunately for her, a CHEESE-TOMATO_SAUCE-PINEAPPLE-PEPPERONI-ANCHOVIES-RABBIT-VOLE-MOUSE pizza. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.....she dug in and looked up suddenly. Oh no! The mirror, mirror, on the oak showed her that her face was covered in CHEESE-TOMATO_SAUCE-PINEAPPLE-PEPPERONI-ANCHOVIES-RABBIT-VOLE-MOUSE! Uh-oh! She took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth, whiskers, eyes, nose, and entire face thoroughly. She then applied lipstick (cherry-red) and smacked her lips. She vowed not to eat again, 'cause her belly was FULL! The tabby jumped up into the air with excitement as she heard her favorite song begin to play--I Write Sins Not Tragedies by Panic! At the Disco. She grabbed the nearest cat, who turned out to be Coldkill, and swung him around, shouting
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Jan 28, 2007 14:55:48 GMT -5
ooc: i decided to only put Swirly in for the mo. But-- here come some others!
Blazefang
The black tom loped into Fourtrees, looking as handsome as ever. He heard music playing and nodded his head to the beat. Suddenly, he spotted Basilpaw and Thymepaw. For some unknown reason, the tom pounced at Basilpaw, trying to bowl him over. He yowled, MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! as he jumped through the air at least 123234590856043532456983712847563984756 feet high and ((insert # of feet between Blaze and Basil)) feet across Fourtrees.
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Jan 28, 2007 15:32:43 GMT -5
Streampaw--soon to become Streamsoul
The medicine cat apprentice padded into the bash She yawned, then her eyes became wide as my monitor. Suddenly, she dropped dead, screaming, MY IDOL!!!!!!!!!!! ORLANDO BLOOM!!!! even though he was nowhere to be found.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Jan 28, 2007 15:56:56 GMT -5
OOC: OMG I CAN BRING BACK GOLDHEART AND MITSY!!! -squees- -Gold- Gold was just about to finish his twentieth lap when he was tackled to the ground. He yowled in surprise and bucked up his hips. ATTACK ATTACK!!! MOOOOOMMMMMYYYYY!!! Tears welled in his eyes as he twisted around and began to tickle his attacker's tummy.-Prettypelt- When Kashclaw tried to take some of her pizza Prettypelt immediatly grabbed the box and ran away from him, her daughter in close pursuit. She stopped when she was a good distance from him and was just about to resume eating when her body went flying into the air and she landed a good few feet away. Her eyes locked onto Pantherpaw, her son. She gave out a fierce battle cry, not caring that he was kin, and charged at him. MY PIZZA!!!-I GIVE YOU THE ORIGINAL GOLDHEART- Golden head was lifted proudly as the large tom prowled into the party with a white pimp suit on. He held a stick(or as he liked to call it - his pimp rod) and waved it in the air. The mastermind of this special occasion had arrived. Beside him the petite kittypet that called herself his mate rubbed her head into his side affectionately. He ignored it. His eyes were wide as he looked at all the smexy she-cats around him. He had ended up with only one son, Lonepaw, who seemed to have skipped the party, and he had always wondered if a StarClan cat could recreate. He tucked in his pimp rod, having a special use for it later(>>) and strutted toward the screaming she-cat by the name of Swirlingheart. When she screamed 'DANCE CONTEST' he jumped up and down then miraculously began to breakdance. Who da kitty? I'm da kitty.OOC: I swear to God I will be sane by the time this thread is over x.x
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jan 28, 2007 16:22:41 GMT -5
Chai & Sark Seeing that the tortoiseshell tom was summoning her, she broke away from the red point and said, I’ll be right back. Then she strode over to Touslepelt and sat. You needed me? Sark lifted his chin dominantly as he watched her go before joining another group of loners. Coldkill Coldkill yowled in surprised as he was grabbed from where he sat and swung wildly around the “dance floor”. Unhand me! He hissed, although he liked this song fairly well…
Runningpaw The white tom’s two-toned eye lifted to see another StarClanner; she was waving her tail like she wanted some company. Greetings, my name is Runningpaw. He meowed, bounding to meet her.
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Jan 29, 2007 10:50:00 GMT -5
Swirlingheart :: WindClan
Make me! She stuck her tongue out, grabbed a slice of pepperoni-mushroom-pineapple pizza, which she hated, and stuffed it into Coldkill's face. Ha! She glanced at Goldheart, who had just come up to her, and growled, I'm the kitty! Not you! See! She let go of Coldkill, sent him spinning, and crouched down, doing the coffee-grinder unbelievably fast. ((if you don't know what that is, the coffee-grinder is when someone crouches--i hop you gathered that-- and spins one leg around their hand, which is on the floor, and their other leg, which is stretched out. www.freewebs.com/generusso/Coffee%20Grinder.jpg ))
Leaf :: Loner
She searched for Kerwyn, but he was nowhere to be seen. The brown tabby padded around, head turned away, and plop! fell right into the punch bowl. She sputtered and yowled, Help! which came out as Bluuuurrbb! before resurfacing and gasping. What the f._*k! she shouted.
Lunarpelt :: ThunderClan
He padded quietly in, searching for his great love, Leopardpaw. He spotted her beside her sister, Prettypelt, hitting her tail on the ground as if she was frustrated. He chuckled and padded up to her. He held out his paw. May I have this dance? A waltz was playing.
((haha))
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jan 29, 2007 17:10:35 GMT -5
Sark :: Loner The red point curled his tail seeing a very pretty black she-cat. He approached her with such grace and sophistication. His scars and blindness seemed nothing more than marks of authority. Care to dance? Sark said with utmost politeness, while holding out a paw for the female to grab. A waltz was playing and he had taken Ballroom Dancing classes not to long ago, and he had down very well at it.
Simple :: RogueClan She had taken notice to the outstretched paw, and placed her paw carefully in his. He drew her closer to him, and their breath intertwined. Simple put a paw on his shoulder and a paw on his forearm. He put his paw on her hip, and the other on her arm. She blushed, and they started to dance.
Ooc- This tickled me to write n.n . Anyway, yes they are standing up on their hind legs, and are doing the Waltz. >.< I believe that is how you waltz anyhow, I take ballroom, so I should know.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Jan 29, 2007 18:03:58 GMT -5
-Leopardpaw- Her tail now beat even more intensely against the forest floor - or rather, dance floor. She slightly moved her shoulders to the music, scowling at herself. Then the music stopped and her groooooove ended, that was, until a black paw was stuck in her face. Automatically she opened her jaws wide and closed them around it. She let go once she realized who it was and coolly stood. Fine. But no touching my tail.
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Post by rex. on Jan 30, 2007 17:35:22 GMT -5
Galepaw saw she caught a young tom's attention. Ghostpaw hadnt shown yet, so she decided she may as well make some use of her time there. she padded over to him and meowed Nice to meet you, i am sorry i dont really get around to talking back in starclan, otherswise i would know you....my name is Galepaw. meowed the young grey spectral tabby.
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Touslepelt grinned as he saw Chai approaching him. well it has been a while, chica, have you been avoiding me?
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