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Sonic OC let's good The bat is named Popper and use she/rock/roll The cheetah and snake don't have names yet but both use he/him

let me guess- you used console still could be cool for a playthrough tho

This is how I draw myself

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Hello All, After nearly a year without a computer I am Back! I have missed you all and will probably be lurking around the forum games and Niche playthrough Topics for the foreseeable future!

I mean,, you aren’t wrong,,

Because they are superior /j

i have a science kit downstairs. thanks.

You can have two secondary characters

Warriors takes place in Britain. I'm sure Tea is something they know

I'm gonna do this too oh my god this is beautiful anyway 1: uh they like to kill things? that's not really a personality but how the heck do you make a personality from that 2: they could be a therapist? 3: they can't remember where they came from (in a spiral of ants) 4: they are friends with a literal ball of neutrons with inconceivable amounts of mass 5: "But Karid, my mother is Satan's wife" "Linda, what are you doing?!" 6: ????? I don't even know 7: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh? 8-9: their hobbies are being a sentient homicidal arcade machine and being angry

I need an oppertunity to get back on the device with my pics to submit her, and I find it more realistic to change her name. In her backstory she will have been a kittypet with the name Green Tea but would have changed it to match clan names, though she somtimes will introduce herself as Green Tea on accident lol.

I saw that before I sent one, and accepted.

did this again 1- uhhhhh i guess dead??? 2- they uh?? are mad dummy??? 3- their backstory is they stalked someone ig 4- king from deltarune 5- QUEEN FROM DELTARUNE?????? 6- they live in jevil's cell ig 7- billionaire 8&9- i don't know

wait theres unused stuff in this game? thats so cool what does it look like

I have no idea

i love when wobbledogs commit acts of violence

also I don't really want polly smp to be an au of sfs, you can make au characters but,, I'd really prefer if you were original

hey could we put polly smp bios on the sfs wiki as well?

why do i simp for deltarune characters so much pls help

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Sorry for not posting. I'm not feeling very motivated for this playthrough right now, but I will try to post soon.

January 3rd is what mom says.

YOU DO NOT REALIZE WHAT POWER I HAVE BEEN GIVEN (but actually. thanks for the help. I shall make more >:D)

Since this wasn't shared on the forums I thought I'd point out something Philo said on the WV discord: I asked for clarification and indeed: when she says "We'll be opening the beta sign-up to backers of all tiers...", she means ALL TIERS. So if anyone here backed the kickstarter (like me!), even if it didn't say we'd get a beta key, apparently we will get it in January or February! Hooray!! (also this is just what Philo said, if she's wrong it's not my fault )

I used edit powers to view the code W H A T Imagine 'firestar has a social media account' or 'tigerclaw is immortal'

Mhh, there's a cactus in that nicheling

Ok, since nobody else joined, I'll make the characters.

so demo bee am i right

i was able to grab my eggnog, its very very sweet, i like it a lot

I crave what they have HER LITTLE SMILE AND GREGG’S LITTLE ARM FLAILIES UEHAGABDBHSBDBCH

Tommyinnit watches jaidenanimations my life is complete

If their ok with it ofc.

I have an idea for NPCs. If we have ppl or specs not from the forum here wanting to join, couple 'NPC skins' to share with them and have em use their names.

After break, when schools starts again my parent's rule is that I can only have screen time on weekends.

If you download 'Asset Studio' and 'Blender', you can pull the models from the game Both 'Asset Studio' and 'Blender' are free

Depths of the Frostbitten Oasis Ghost didn't exactly plan out the attack beforehand, because by the time he'd processed he was about to attempt a coup he'd already set his paws upon several pieces of melting snows and was racing towards the Frozens. With him was Arrow, Harrier, Koi, Klepto, and Bloom. A group of determined nichelings who wanted to help Koi and Ghost, plus defend their own home from destruction. Most of the Empire would have to listen to him and Koi about Horizon, or else the plan would fail. And Ghost was determined to stop Horizon from attempting to defeat an entire civilization this time. Before long, the group reached the camp. Alecto was shocked that Koi was alive; Finch too. Young vigilant children let out warning cries, and the Empire seemed very different from when he'd left. But that had been a whole season ago. Of course things had changed. The rare heat of the mountain swept the rocky surface as the last snows vanished on the ground, but Ghost didn't notice. Before him stood a fate he'd heard before; an ancient battle between the Burnings and the Frozens, but that battle was different. In the end, Tiger's Eye defended Evergreen and the two forces came to an agreement. Horizon became the next ruler, and the skies were clear with the future of the mountain. But now, Tiger's Eye was gone, Evergreen seemed.. different, and Horizon had gone seemingly mad. That fate was so old now, it would be lost as a legend if it hadn't been for Fire Ruby. In fact, if Fire Ruby hadn't killed Tiger's Eye, maybe this war would've been prevented. But the past can't be changed, and the future is the only time to make this right. Taking a deep breath, Ghost didn't need to say anything to those gathered around him. They knew that the time had come. With sturdy steps forwards, Ghost approached the Empire for the second time in his life. Before to help.. .. now to destroy. (also theres another purr snout kid his name is Blazeborne he exists)

Your art style is adorable :.O

The new update made everything snowy. Maybe this could be used as a reason why Ravenfrost only has 1 kit, they died (or had a single kit litter)

Thinking maybe Green tea will be possible med, "Green'pool" but I need to fill it out on the computer.

So I was playing Story mode and i decided to name my nichelings all Bobby. The parents

Holy- that's a lot of welcomes > _ > thank's : }

Caught Between Claws and Ocean Moon 0 Pinky watched his beloved and her clan as they trekked upon the rocks toward lands unknown for a couple minutes longer than he could spare, but he soon had to turn his attention to what happened next. And it wasn't looking good. He could stay on this tiny rock of an island forever, Taman's Group wouldn't dare attempt to swim to him after they just saw their leader drown, but they would be sure to camp the beach until he starved to death on this tiny piece of what couldn't even be called land. No, if he wanted a chance at survival, he had to move now. Pinky plunged into the water, he wouldn't call himself a good swimmer, but he was decent, unlike Taman. As they had clawed at eachother beneath the waves, Pinky had become aware that the rogue leader was trying to climb up him at first, toward air, which had only a small chance of saving his life, and a much larger chance of dooming Pinky to death. When this was revealed to be fruitless, he had tried to yank Pinky down into the depths with him... Pinky tried not to think about it. He'd have time to sort out his feelings later, at least, that's what he always told himself. The rogue leader had been a fool to pursue the clan cats onto the stepping stones. He was arrogant, and arrogance leads to death. As Pinky struggled through the water he was suddenly grateful for the swimming lessons his mother had given him and his siblings. Especially the one where in the ocean, the time Ruby had nearly drowned. It was the most difficult of the lessons, and also the final one. Their mother had not made them take another swimming lesson after that near disaster. Part of him wished she had as another wave crashed into his back. But at least the waves were pushing him toward the island, and the currents weren't dragging him out to sea. Finally, shore was nearby. Pinky made a couple final strides before setting his paws on the squishy sand and dragging himself ashore. He was exhausted and thoroughly wet, which led to him laying there for a few seconds, but there was no time to rest. He heaved himself upwards and surveyed the area. As far as he could see clearly, beach stretched in either direction, but then he saw a blurry blue beyond the beach where it likely gave way to more water, a peninsula? The beach was too open, he would be too easily spotted. He crept into the swamp grasses, moving cautiously with each step... Then he spotted movement in the grasses. He stared at the spot, wanting to be sure of what was there before he reacted. But there was another rustle in another location, and he caught sight of a creature as big as him with a bright reddish-orange pelt. Cats! Members of Taman's Group. He whirled around and ran the other direction, but was stopped short by a cat on the beach, snarling and blocking his path. He veered to the left, but nearly fell into the ocean. Running the other way, two cats blocked his path. Figuring the ocean was a better shot, he ran back, but now the cat who had blocked him before was joined by another, blocking his route. He backed up slowly and whirled around to see the land route now completely blocked by a group of cats, and the other end of the beach was still blocked off. Beyond it he could make out water clearly now. It is a peninsula, and that makes it the perfect place for an ambush! "Nice swimming, lone-cat," snarled a pure white cat. "Do you want lessons?" said Pinky, licking his fur to keep his demeanor non-chalet and himself calm. "Funny," hissed the white cat. "No, I'm serious, it seems you all could use some," Pinky said, unable to keep a taunting tone out of his voice as he thought about the way they all had sat on the beach looking stupid while he swam out to the platform to help Fernstar. "You think we have no honor?" growled a yellow cat with pink markings, "We wouldn't take swimming lessons from the cat who killed our leader! Not even if we ripped you to shreds after." "No talking your way out of this one," snarled the white cat, taking a step toward him. The yellow and pink cat flexed his claws. "You talk about honor? This leader you wish to avenge, he had no honor! And neither do you if you avenge that traitorous murderer of a fur-ball!" spat Pinky. The cats began hurling insults at him for accusing their leader. "Shred him!" screeched a voice from behind "You have no right-" Pinky had to raise his voice above the noise, "And Taman had no right to be leader after he conspired against Terror Bringer with the outsiders!" Some of the cats gasped, but others continued to sneer. "You think we would believe the word of a lone-cat who is known to be a friend of the outsiders?" hissed the yellow and pink cat. "Would you at least hear what I claim to have happened?" Pinky asked. "All I want to hear is your screams," growled the white cat. "Don't be so eager Basher, I, for one, want to hear what he has to say," said a grey cat with red facial markings. Pinky noticed that the cat was blind. Basher's tail thrashed back and forth "Are you serious? I-" With one flick of his tail and an order, "Silence!" the yellow and pink cat quieted them. Pinky wondered if this was their new leader. His heart thudded at the thought. "Humor me," said the yellow and pink cat. "Taman had been a prisoner of the outsiders for some time, but he finally escaped when a young member of their group, his son, got a little too curious. When the young cat got close, Taman grabbed him and pulled him into the water, holding him under until the guards let him go free. Worrying the cat would drown, the guards had no choice." "Taman told us about his escape," growled the white cat. "How do you know the cat was his son?" said a light brown rogue who was behind Pinky, guarding the beach. "I've seen the lad. He has a twisted snout. None of the outsiders have one, only native cats do." "But that only proves he was the son of a native cat," said the yellow and pink cat. "I was also told by their leader the parentage of the young cat multiple times throughout the moons I was in contact with them," said Pinky calmly. "They could've been lying," sneered the yellow and pink cat. "You could be lying," snarled the white cat. Pinky shrugged, "Believe what you want. I say Taman was lying. He knew you wouldn't approve, so he didn't mention that the cat he nearly drowned to escape was his own son." "It doesn't change anything," said the orange-red cat, "his son was a traitor." "His son was raised by the outsiders because Taman didn't care enough about him. His son believed what he was raised to believe. He never had the chance to choose," Pinky knew that it was a good thing Bugpaw was raised by the clan cats, but talking his way out of being shredded required a little imagination. Pinky continued his story, "After Taman escaped..." he told of how Taman had made a deal with the rogue cats to avoid his own death. "Once the outsiders were gone, Taman came back to the scene of the crime to act like he had been the valiant defender. He was setting up the scene to fit his story better when his daughter stumbled upon it. He knew he wouldn't be able to fool her after what she had seen, but knew she would be obedient. So he sent her back to tell the group his version of what had happened and that Terror Bringer was badly hurt. She did so. You all believed Taman's story, and when he became leader, everyone thought him to be strong and noble. "Even when Taman's daughter disappeared later, nobody suspected Taman had tried to kill her-" "You say tried, as in, he didn't succeed?" said a grey cat with brown markings. "No, he didn't. I know because I talked to her. How else would I have known all this?" Pinky hadn't even revealed this to the clan cats, now he had to reveal it to a group that may still be intent on killing her. "You know her name, then?" asked the yellow and pink cats. Trick question. "She doesn't have a name. Most she-cats of your group don't." "Impressive," growled the yellow and pink cat, "but I still don't believe you. And even if I do, it changes nothing." "If his story is true it changes a lot," growled the blind cat. The yellow and pink cat's tail thrashed, "How dare you challenge me in front of the whole group!" "Before you get all bent out of shape," said a gruff voice, the light brown cat behind Pinky, "you should know that none of this means anything. It doesn't matter what either of you think. It only matters what the leader thinks. And you aren't leader yet, Thrasher. We must have a Leader Fight." "That's right, the new leader gets to decide whether he lives or dies," said the orange-red cat. "Fine, then let's have it right now," growled the yellow and pink cat, who was apparently named Thrasher. "No," said the light brown cat, "it's getting late and we're all tired. For optimal strength these fights are best held in the morning when everyone has been resting all night." "Fine," hissed Thrasher, "but let's move inland a bit more to prepare for the fight and make it harder for the lone-cat to escape." Pinky tried to remain calm as three guards surrounded him and he was escorted further inland. He had known it was a possibility for him to be the prisoner of these cats, but now his life was invested in the battle for leadership that would take place tomorrow. That was even more nerve-racking then them shredding him right there on the beach. At least my talking yielded one more night...just them listening as long as they did was improbable. As the cats settled down for the night, Pinky wondered if he should try and escape. But his eyelids were already drooping and his muscles ached. Better to wait until morning. He thought as he settled down for the night himself.

YES MAKE THIS A MEME PLAYTHROUGH

The Dream Moon 0 Pinky opened his eyes, thinking that somewhere between the tossing and turning he must've fallen asleep and it was morning already. His mind raced with ideas for an escape plan; he didn't think any of the rogue group would let him go unharmed. It doesn't matter who wins this leader fight thing, I'm a caught mouse. But when he looked around he saw no-one. This can't be right! Where are the rogues? He was in a clearing he didn't recognize...and what's worse, the grass even looked different. A vibrant shade of green he had never seen before in his life. It's a good thing the rogues are gone, right? I'm free, aren't I? But...I'm completely lost! And-and how did I get here? He smelled the air, but didn't smell the boggy scents of the swamp, his nostrils were flooded with a strange mix of scents. He began to panic, but he didn't wish to call out either. Wherever he was, maybe the rogues had followed him, and the inhabitants of this strange place may not be friendly... "Welcome Pinky, do not worry yourself, you won't be here long," the voice caused Pinky to instinctively arch his back, his claws coming out. He studied the cat who had spoken. A tom, he didn't look aggressive, nor surprised that Pinky was on his land. His pelt shimmered slightly, making Pinky more ill at ease, "Who-who are you? H-how do you know-" "Your name?" the tom smiled, his tail held upright in a friendly gesture, "We've been watching you. I'm the one who brought you here-" "You've been stalking me?" hissed Pinky, "and abducted me to bring me to this place?" "No, you don't understand, let me explain," the tom paused. Pinky could've interrupted again, but he knew better, though he didn't trust the tom in the slightest, he may be the only one who could bring him back home. "My name is Brindlestar." "You-you have a clan name?" asked Pinky, does this cat know Fernstar? Did he bring me here to see her? Is she here now? "Yes," said Brindlestar, "I was a cat of Green Clan, but now I am a Star Clan cat. I'm sure Fernstar told you about us." "She-she mentioned it a few- wait, how do you know about me and Fernstar, has she told the clan?" Pinky asked, confused. "No, I did not here of it from her. You still don't understand. I was leader of Green Clan before Fernstar. Now that I am dead I am in Star Clan, and we know many things." The tom patiently explained. "But-but you're dead! That's-that's not possible!" growled Pinky. "Fernstar believed in us, why shouldn't you?" challenged Brindlestar. How could I have gotten here? I couldn't have traveled in my sleep...wait, that's it! This is a dream! Just a really weird dream! "You're-you're not real! This is a dream, you're in my mind!" "Well yes, this is a dream, but I am very much real. And it is more than just an average dream, Star Clan is visiting you in your sleep," said Brindlestar. "Now-now that Fernstar is gone I'm dreaming about clan cats because I miss her. I'm piecing this together based on various things she's told me. It's amazing what your subconscious can do!" Suddenly he felt a sting in his cheek as claws sliced across it. He whirled to face the attacker, hissing. "Woodstar! Is that how you treat a future clan leader?" yowled a mortified Brindlestar. "He's no clan leader yet," Woodstar retorted. "You know him?" hissed Pinky, taking a swipe which 'Woodstar' artfully dodged. "Blame your subconscious," snarled Woodstar, "unless you're ready to believe we're real now." Pinky charged at Woodstar, growling. Nobody was going to get away with drawing blood across his check unprovoked, not even a dream figment. Brindlestar blocked his path, "Both of you stop this minute!" he whirled around to look at Woodstar in the eyes, "This is not the way to settle this." "He must believe we are real if he is to take seriously what we're about to tell him," said Woodstar calmly, "and when he feels the sting of my scratch on his cheek in the morning, he will." "And that is enough. He must not have scratches and bites all over him!" insisted Brindlestar. "I must defend my honor," said Pinky. "Now is not the time," said Brindlestar. "Agreed," said Woodstar, "though if you want to do this some other time-" Brindlestar rolled his eyes, "Are you really so bored that you wish to fight living cats in dreams? Star Clan isn't that boring." Woodstar chuckled as he faded away, and so did Brindlestar. I knew the were figments of my imagination! They must be to fade away like that. The clearing also faded, and was replaced with water. Water swirling in an angry mass, trees floating in it, cats clinging desperately to anything they could find. The earth giving way before the rushing water. Pinky had never seen anything like it. "This is only the aftermath," said a voice next to him, and as he looked he saw Brindleface. "What-what happened here?" "The huge waves that came over the land," said Brindlestar, "in other parts there was a great shaking of the earth that made mountains crumble, great fires where there had never been before, water steadily rising until it was much like this, great winds that could blow cats and entire camps away. The disasters that destroyed the five clans. That destroyed Green Clan, that killed everyone Fernstar loved, including me, her leader. They were not fake, and you did not know of them, until now." Scenes of great destruction flashed before Pinky's eyes...it was all too much to take at once. "How-how did anyone survive?" Pinky asked. "They had the protection of Star Clan. Five cats, one from each destroyed clan, plus one rogue who saved Fernstar from loosing all her lives to drowning, these six, they are the original Remnant Clan. Remnant Clan is all that remains of the five clans. And you are going to help them. Your quest is to save Remnant Clan by preventing the rogues from coming after them." "That's impossible! The rocks which Remnant Clan left upon have crumbled into the sea!" "They are made from ocean deposits, and they will, over time, form again. By that time the rogues will be very strong indeed, and determined to take revenge. They will kill Fernstar's children. They will kill all toms except those who they find useful, torturing some to death. They will use all she-cats and then discard them just as easily. You are the only cat who can prevent this." "But-but how?" "You must make the rogues into a clan. Give them a code." "What? After all they've done? I'd rather rip every one to shreds!" "You can't do it alone, and nobody on the island has the courage to stand up to them. They are vulnerable right now, and leaderless, this is the only time it could be done." "Find someone else then!" growled Pinky, "Even if I agreed in principle, I'm not the one you want for this job. I'm used to being alone. I like it that way." "You didn't mind the thought of joining Remnant Clan," said Brindlestar knowingly. "Yeah, but that was different. Find someone else!" "It must be you. You fulfilled the prophecy," said a new voice. Pinky looked to see who it was, and saw Woodstar standing beside Brindlestar silently before seeing the source of the words. A small brown cat with large mysterious eyes stared back at him. "Who are you?" growled Pinky. "Mudpaw," the cat answered, "I'm sure Fernstar told you about me." "Yes, aren't you the one that Taman murdered?" "Yes, Taman murdered me. And just before he died I saw a vision of a cat fighting him underwater, of him drowning. You fulfilled that vision, and the fulfiller of that vision must be the one-" "Alright, alright, but why would you want me to help the rogues?" asked Pinky, confused. "I lived among them. I saw how they treated their own. The so-called 'weak' died. Many of them were my friends. But I felt pity not just for them, but the ones causing their death. They too would grow old and weak, if they made it that long, they would be expendable then. And what sort of life were they living in the meantime? A life where they had to try and be the first cat to beat every other to the top, where not even siblings can trust eachother. Where nobody ever has any love or peace, and every day is another struggle just to prove how strong you are, lest you be considered weak. And the ones that get sick-they have no medicine. No cat even cares for them. Sickness can strike even the strongest cat, and nobody helps them. They wouldn't even let me help them, even though that's what I do. The result of all this? A listless meaningless existence, and the eventual destruction of the group after they destroy everyone else around them. The only thing that holds them together is the need to survive in the midst of enemies. Once the enemies are gone, they turn against eachother and tear eachother apart. The cause is the lack of a moral code and respect for the dignity of life. Give them these things, and they might find a purpose, or at least won't be wrecking havoc on the island anymore." "Do it for Fernstar," added Brindlestar. "Fine," growled Pinky after thinking for a few minutes, "I'll try it. But how?" "The rogues value strength," said Woodstar, "show them you are strong. That's your way in." "They won't change overnight," added Mudpaw. "Once you have found a way into the group, we will meet again, and you will be given the full code. Until then, do what you know is right," said Brindlestar, before the three of them faded away.