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THE WORD FUNDY HAS NOW BECOME MY NEW FAVORITE WORD WHAT (I said “fluffi fundie” over 27 times while making this)

A Growing Clan Moon 9 "We will track the murdering rogue down and punish him according to his crime shortly." Fernstar assured her clan, "But first, it is time for us to welcome in a new member of the clan. Lenra, step forward." The white cat padded toward Fernstar with joy. "Are you willing to join Remnant Clan? And will you work hard to understand the warrior code and our ways?" Fernstar asked. "Yes," said Lenra, her eyes sparkling. "Then from this day on, you will be known as Snowpaw, until you are given your warrior name," Fernstar announced. She then turned to Rootclaw, "Rootclaw, you are fiercely loyal to the clan and a good hunter, I hope you will pass these traits onto your new apprentice." Rootclaw had been notified ahead of time, but he still looked a bit nervous, "Thank you Fernstar, I will try my best." Beneath the anxiety an excitement bubbled up inside of him as he turned to face his apprentice. "You may touch noses," Fernstar reminded, mainly for the sake of Snowpaw, who looked embarrassed that she had forgotten what Fernstar had told her about the ceremony earlier. Fernstar smiled as the two touched noses and the clan began chanting "Snowpaw! Snowpaw!" Turtlemist was the first to congratulate the cat, having been the one to invite them into the clan. The others followed, congratulating apprentice and mentor in turn. Then, Fernstar announced something else, "I was unable to tell you earlier, being sick and then with us being scattered in the camp evacuation, but Star Clan has told me and Turtlemist something the rest of you do not know yet." Fernstar felt Turtlemist glaring at her, "There has been a change in the code, and tom medicine cats are able to have kits now so long as they have an apprentice or co-med cat." The cats below turned to Turtlemist as they murmured amongst themselves. "Is this true?" asked Redfish. "Yes," said Turtlemist calmly, "but I have no apprentice, and both eligible she-cats are currently expecting," he added with a pointed look at Fernstar's swollen belly. Nobody knew who the father was...and she didn't plan on telling. "so it is of no consequence," he finished. Fernstar was shocked that he had let the whole clan know he didn't want any kits, letting unravel what they had agreed, what's wrong with him? He won't accept it even if Star Clan themselves have! Why does he hate the thought of having kits so much? Maybe he feels that I have broken our deal, she realized with a jolt, and haven't I? I have prevented the will of Star Clan...I betrayed the clan...and they all must know it, deep down. Who could the father be? Fernstar realized the whole clan was staring at her, because she was sitting there openly displaying her emotion. She cleared her throat, "Well, no matter whether you choose to take advantage of this or not, you must soon take an apprentice, lest the clan be left with no medicine cat. And Bugkit seems to have a connection to Star Clan." The kit sat up-right at the mention of his name, his ears pricked. He was apprenticing age now, and eager to become useful to his clan. Turtlemist nodded thoughtfully, "He does, doesn't he? Very well, I will begin to train him in the ways of a medicine cat. Next half-moon we will visit the moonstone together, hopefully we will find it by then. Or Star Clan should be kind enough to send us another Moonstone dream." "What's a moonstone?" asked Snowpaw. "A rock that sparkles like the moon that medicine cats and leaders use to communicate with Star Clan on important occasions," Turtlemist explained. The way he was so gentle with Snowpaw...it made Fernstar jealous. Don't be ridiculous! Turtlemist doesn't love anyone but Star Clan! Which is a fine thing for a medicine cat. He's still a fine medicine cat, and a wise cat too...most of the time, anyways. "I know of such a rock," said Snowpaw, "it's at the port." "Port?" asked Redfish, unsure what she meant. Fernstar herself was confused. "Stepping stones you can take across the ocean to another island. It's perfectly safe. My grandparents took them from the Snowlands. They often told tales of their old home. It sounds dangerous, but exciting," Snowpaw's eyes shone. "Bring me and Turtlemist to this 'port'," Fernstar ordered. She turned to Rootclaw and Redfish, "you guard the camp when we're gone." Fernstar began walking down the beach, but she couldn't go very fast with her swollen belly. "Fernstar," said Turtlemist, "you can't come. It would be a risk to your kits traveling. Me and Bugkit will go with Snowpaw." Fernstar thought a minute, then nodded, it would give Turtlemist a chance to bond with his soon-to-be apprentice. "Rootclaw should go with you, actually, a warrior needs to guard you. We'll be fine here at camp." Turtlemist nodded and turned away, the patrol left camp, Snowpaw bounding in the lead and Rootclaw guarding the back. The clan is growing, thought Fernstar, but there is danger too. The murderous rogue is somewhere around here, maybe lurking, waiting for his chance to strike. As soon as they get back I must send out a patrol to capture him.

Things you need: Niche-A Genetics Survival Game Family Echo or any other family tree builder Willpower Rules: Start with a male and female starters. These two are mates and will start your family tree. Set the date of birth and death in the family tree. Rouge Males must be disabled Any age settings At least 20 food and nesting material Optional: Write a biography for the nichelings on the tree Optional: No more than 3 children per PAIR (twins count as one child) Optional: If the tribe is going to starve, use comands to save them Genes unlocked The goal is to have a family tree of your tribe. Show your progress after 10 generations or more!

Taman the Murdering Rogue Moon 10 They had finally found the rogue, but things were not going to plan. He had spotted them, and turned to fight the two of them. He couldn't hold them off for long. Rootclaw had expected him to fight, and he was prepared. But then, the rogue turned and belted down the beach. It was not him running away which shocked Rootclaw, but the direction in which he ran. He was headed right toward camp. Rootclaw and Redfish ran as fast as they could after the rogue. But he still reached camp first. He flew into the air, kicking up sand, ready to pounce on Snowpaw. She was in no state to fight, because she was currently ill with the sleeping sickness. She hissed and tried to dodge. Rootclaw watched in horror as the rogue came bearing down own his apprentice. But he was met in the air by another cat, Fernstar. After knocking him out of the air Fernstar tried to pin the rogue, but he pummeled her pregnant belly. That murderer is going to kill Fernstar and her kits! Rootclaw ran with newfound fury. The rogue had gotten out from underneath Fernstar without much trouble and was just about to leap onto her. Rootclaw saw his chance and barreled into the tom. He snarled, raking him with his claws. The rogue snarled too, biting at Rootclaw's neck. Rootclaw moved his head so the tom couldn't get a good bite-hold. He continued to rake the male's belly with his claws. The male head-butted Rootclaw and wiggled out from under him. But then Redfish was upon him. "You'd be a fool to fight anymore, rogue," growled Redfish, pinning him. "You're a fool," snarled the rogue, "if you don't kill me while you have the chance." "That's something I'd take pleasure in doing," hissed Rootclaw, "go on, Redfish, finish him off." "Not until Fernstar gives the word," growled Redfish, "she must dictate his punishment." The rogue struggled against Redfish's hold, but it wasn't much use. "Bugpaw!" yelled Turtlemist, "help me wash and treat everyone's wounds." Bugpaw looked shaky as he ran over to Turtlemist who was already tending to Fernstar. After talking briefly and observing Turtlemist, Bugpaw ran up to Rootclaw and began washing and inspecting his wounds. Rootclaw flashed him a thankful glance. Even being the child of a rogue, Bugpaw was turning out to be an alright medicine cat. Fernstar then limped over, Rootclaw sat upright, his ears perked to hear what she would have to say. "What is your name?" she asked the rogue. She's asking his name? What does it matter what he's named? He just attacked our camp, he's a murderer and needs to be punished! "Taman," growled the rogue, "and don't you forget it either." "Why not?" asked Fernstar sarcastically. "Because it will be your downfall," hissed Taman, "I will be your downfall. No matter what happens to me." Uncertainty and anxiety flashed though Fernstar's eyes. She glanced at Turtlemist, who was now attempting to tend to Redfish's wounds. "It seems there is much more at work here than one murderer," Turtlemist confirmed with a wispy look in his eyes, "Star Clan has warned us. And they showed us where the body was for a reason." Fernstar narrowed her eyes, "What do you mean?" "I ain't telling nothing," the rogue spat. "Well then," Fernstar growled, "you get no breaks." "You wouldn't kill me when I'm your only way to find out," said Taman with a smirk. Fernstar ignored him, turning to Rootclaw she said, "Bring him over here, into the water." Is she going to drown him? Rootclaw dragged Taman down the beach into the water, with Redfish guarding the back. "You said you wouldn't kill me!" yowled the rogue. "I'm not," said Fernstar, "but you will stay in the ocean until you give us the information you need." The waves were now lapping at Rootclaw's neck. "Stop," ordered Fernstar. Rootclaw stopped and turned around. Taman was up to his belly-fur in water. Rootclaw decided to go around the furious rogue instead of back past him. He won't be able to last long like this before he cracks, thought Rootclaw smugly as he climbed out of the water.

10/10 cute and nice and yellow like lemon :))

The Buff seagulls have been acquiesced- They are invading Pennsylvanya again just a moment-

*calmly sets the seagull down* *pat pat* bird

i still must hold them

10/10 hold bird nice and gently like hamburger

I figured out what this is It's the placeholder nicheling that's inside the ice-blocks

Yeah he always keeps them closed like Brock

Form- Name~ Martine Webster Nicknames(If any)~ (none yet) Gender~ Female Pronouns~ she/her Appearance~ Doesn't have much hair yet and her eyes are still blue. You can pick her appearance if you want otherwise I'll just decide when she's older. Age~ Baby, 6 months or something. Sexuality~ Straight, (likes boys/men) [though neither yet cause she's a baby lol] Other~ Her mother and father are married and both in her life (I rolled)

Name~ Amanda Cameron O'Mackey Nicknames(If any)~ Amy, Andy, Air Conditioner, AC, Mackey Mouse Gender~ Flowergender Pronouns~ Bloom/blooms Appearance~ Age~ 24 Sexuality~ Nofinsexual Other~ natural hair color is dark brown. Somewhat good relationship with family. Waters neighbors' gardens for free. Currently unemployed. Worked at retail before punching an entitled costumer.

okay again because this is way too fun personality: they uh. have a mask (a mask of my own face) job: google person (browser history) backstory: telephone or smth idk (touch tone telephone) friends: swedish weebs (caramelldansen) love life: two trucks engaging in redacted activities (self-explanatory) where they live: in a cabinet (cabinet man) clothing style: russia tm (zavodila) hobby one: SPOOKY MONTH (spookeez) hobby two: chaotic (the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny)

TW: Mention of abuse Personality: Low self esteem, disillusioned with the world, closely attached to friend (Dream-Imagine Dragons) Job: Photographer (House of Memories- Panic! At the Disco) Backstory: Dealt with anxiety most of their life, an accident causing it to worsen and depression to rear its ugly head. With the help of a loved one, they were able to fight back (Monster - Imagine Dragons) Friends: Character placed their trust in the wrong people. Is anyone really good? Why so much greed? They stopped going to that church eventually (Demons - Imagine Dragons) Love Life: Character was in an abusive relationship, eventually killing their partner in self defense. This haunted them for a long time, causing them to have commitment issues (Centuries - Fall Out Boy) Where they live: Character lived in a poor neighborhood, raised by a single mother. The family could barely afford to pay their bills, with Character working from a young age. Character eventually raised enough money to move the family to a nicer neighborhood. (High Hopes - Panic! At the Disco) Clothing Style: Sporty clothing, matched with warm sweaters in winter. Tries to follow fashion trends but quickly goes back to their usual clothing (Zero - Imagine Dragons) Hobby: Extreme Sports? Sometimes loses sleep thinking about all they could do. (Counting Stars - OneRepublic) Hobby2: Part time electrician, tends to cause small fires. (My songs know what you did in the dark - Fall Out Boy) Conclusion: Imagine Dragons made too many songs. I need more variety.

Personality- Worlds Smallest Violin (No idea here-) Job- Sweet Tangerine (Idk fruit picker??) Backstory- Choke (By I don't know how but they found me. I guess they want revenge or somethin?) Friends- Captain's Call (PIRATES HELL YEA) Love Life- Told Ya (Not too sure, probably kinda bad??) Where They Live- 100 Bad Days (No idea) Clothing Style- Burn The House Down (Again, no idea. It's giving me so many AJR songs-) Hobby 1- House of memories (Just gonna go out on a limb and say scrapbooking cause memories) Hobby 2- I can't decided (Literal actual murder)

I'll do this eventually

Wow that's cool and also mildly terrifying. I mean, you're releasing THAT thing when you break an ice block?? Hmmm now my mind is thinking about shape-shifting demons buried in ice. Of course, that's not really the case, is it?

that won't stop me from trying

rate this guy [who is infinitely better than a bluejay also ignore the x and stuff i had to screenshot it because for some reason when i download google images theyre NEVER ACTUAL IMAGES]

11/10 the wingless bark tweeter is majestic in all ways

Rate the Buff Seagulls

bird

I'm pretty sure zix got his computer taken as he isn't pinging me the second I go on my computer-

Okay uh one sec Outgoing, Loud, Energetic, Brave (Dear Maria count me in) (Probably a manager for a big company) GOD??? (It’s tough to be a god) ✨TRAUMA✨ (Hey kids) chaotic (The ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny) Great (watermelon sugar) Space?????? (Astronaut in the ocean) Peppy? (Popipopopopipo [miku]) uhh murder (Brittle bones Nicky)

just an everyday person, I see nothing strange.

hmmm a sim where I'm a human..? I guess I could join. What sort of human should I be? Hmm I will probably not join tonight I'm too tired to think up a new character

OKOKOK YOU CANT MAKE ART IF YOUR DEAD ANYWAY SHOOT OK WE- WE BOTH HAVE CUTE ART ... DO YOU ACCEPT THAT?

NO BUT YOUR STYLE IS SO CUTE I LOVE IT SO MUCHCCEWFGRBETHNRYJ

Name: Erixo Gender/pronouns: She/Her Genes and Appearance (preferably a screenshot of your nicheling and their genes, but you can draw/describe your nicheling and list their genes as well): Basic personality (your nicheling's personality will develop more as the RP progresses): A loud, energetic rulebreaker. Hates her mothers consent "medic training sessions" and would much rather be a hunter. Info about the island(s) their mother was from/their parents/their backstory (optional): Sailyn and her late mate, Kirno, came from the mountains to escape the plague. But misfortune followed them where ever they went, and Kirno died of sickness soon after. Sailyn's anxiety went through the roof after this. She became extremely overprotective, hovering over Erixo to make sure she didn't get "contaminated" Sailyn also threw herself into her work, wasting away as she spent more and more nights trying to save the patients that even the best healers thought were lost clauses.

YOOOOOOOOO

a month or two ago I wrote almost a whole part but for some reason I didn't finish it and haven't found the time/energy/spirit to continue. I hope to continue soon but first I want to do DuskClan 4 for a while and warm up my Niche writing skills : )

This looked fun lol

Just bumping this, don't mind me >.>

"if you were a character in the outsiders, how would you write what happened to Ponyboy in chapter 3?" "HECK YEAH FANFICTION"

"They had no human rights, obviously" -my history teacher

Just realised I didn't add the mane, oop I'll add that later, lmao

SKEED AMD POMP⁉️

I was only somewhat exaggerating when I said it would take 100 years lol. I’ve only been working at it for around a month, so to me you+all your work are really really cool! Luckily it’s pretty easy so far, but I’m only scratching the surface. Also, what program do you use? I use OnShape.

no /j

"I-" He paused, then nodded.

Squirrel man

I didn't want to draw him 3 months ago because he was related to dsmp- BUT THROW THAT OUT THE WINDOW IM DRAWING HIM NOW

sure! (you can use anything I ever post for anything you ever want )

The only things that happened in middle school for me were: People throwing pencils at eachother and saying "you's a hoe" (exact words of several of my classmates) Kids at lunch punching eachother to see who would cry first Lots of screaming in agony because of the hell we were forced into to Cupcakes on fridays This one girl would bring rubber ducks to school and stab them with pencils and paperclips That one kid who crawled into a trashcan and said "mom im home" (I never saw him again)

One day...

It says Mutant. That's... fun.