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Place of the forgotten ones - The third era
Lozloxfeafcakerat replied to Lilytuft's topic in Roleplay section
The memory flash was over and she managed to sit up. Why the nicheli- did I pass out or-? -
Place of the forgotten ones - The third era
Lozloxfeafcakerat replied to Lilytuft's topic in Roleplay section
The spirit shakily stood up over foggy moors. She could see several nichelings through the fog. She started to walk towards them, looking grumpy to hide her fear. She screeched as something took hold of her, as if running a spear into her side, she collapsed, too far away from the nichelings for them to see her apart from her glowing cyan-and-green eyes. -
Place of the forgotten ones - The third era
Lozloxfeafcakerat replied to Lilytuft's topic in Roleplay section
(My poor nicheling just died) -Has frost and fear radiating from her -acts rude but is a complete weakling -appears to be adult and dangerous -several scars that look like several battle marks -eyes glow a weird aqua green bright colour when having a memory -has something... About her... That has an eerie death-hanging-over-head glow from her -only memory is looking down with warmth at a red-and-black nicheling -
Watching eyes- life before forgotten rp
Lozloxfeafcakerat replied to Lozloxfeafcakerat's topic in Roleplay section
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Watching eyes- life before forgotten rp
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Foliage was looking in the mirror again, but it felt wrong. She realised that this time she was the black version. The other her had dark red stubs of blood on her wounds. This made Foliage shiver. I guess I did take some damage... Looking at herself, she realised everything. She never should had become this. This was her. The real version collapsed and looked as if covered in frost. I'm dead! Foliage realised. She had frozen to death... Now what? Foliage wondered. The shadows closed in, covering the frozen shape. The water stopped making the dripping noise and the ooze sucked her down, the the last time and forever. The shadows faded, and her spirit was lost to darkness. -
Watching eyes- life before forgotten rp
Lozloxfeafcakerat replied to Lozloxfeafcakerat's topic in Roleplay section
(I was kinda hoping @YourLocalStrangerwould choose to save or kill me, but I'll just have foliage die. I need someone to go to the forgotten place) -
WHOSE EXCITED FOR CATTAILS WILDWOOD STORY!?!?!?!?
Lozloxfeafcakerat replied to Lozloxfeafcakerat's topic in Off Topic
Can't remember -
Watching eyes- life before forgotten rp
Lozloxfeafcakerat replied to Lozloxfeafcakerat's topic in Roleplay section
"Maybe a mutation?" Faith wondered -
The birb tring deserves to stay here. (Or guide or whatever)
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Watching eyes- life before forgotten rp
Lozloxfeafcakerat replied to Lozloxfeafcakerat's topic in Roleplay section
"There was me... Black and glowing... Then I drowned!" She shrieked. (Also I want to control someone's dreams sometime -
if WoF dragons had social media accounts
Lozloxfeafcakerat replied to nnotsavya's topic in Off Topic
Crocodile Moon -
Place of the forgotten ones - The third era
Lozloxfeafcakerat replied to Lilytuft's topic in Roleplay section
"Its called lying and you can't be sure of ANYTHING in this place. Thats something, even YOU know" The spirit snarled and turned away to the swamp. -
Watching eyes- life before forgotten rp
Lozloxfeafcakerat replied to Lozloxfeafcakerat's topic in Roleplay section
A dream was coming to Foliage. She was in a watery place, looking at herself in a mirror, but the other her was black with glowing eyes. "I don't have time for this" She hissed, but it was lost in the silence, tainted by the dripping in the distance. She started to walk away, along the mirror, from the black version of herself. It stood, frozen, in place as Foliage walked away. The darkness had swallowed it, and Foliage was walking alone, everything looking the same. An invisible force blocked her path. She turned around, around, around, until there was only walls around her. The water beneath her had started to climb up her legs. Foliage looked down, and suddenly felt younger, like a small child. It faded slowly, and she suddenly realised, she was surrounded by straight mirrors. She was reflected in all of them, black and sightless. She was sucked underneath, and she flailed for air. "AHH!" She roared as she woke up, taking in deep gasps of breath. She breathed in and out, calming herself, and released her tail from the stem of the thorny bush. She sank down, relieved that it was a dream. Huh. My fur looks weird, Foliage thought, looking at the pieces of fur and skin on her paw. It was turning.... purple? Foliage realised how cold she was, as tears streaked from her eyes, freezing instantly. She wasn't sad, just... cold. She shivered and curled closer around the dead bush, shivering. She realized it was starting to snow heavily, and Foliage could hardly move. She passed out, breathing heavily, and mist exploding from her nose and mouth. Snow poured down, beginning to bury Foliage -
Place of the forgotten ones - The third era
Lozloxfeafcakerat replied to Lilytuft's topic in Roleplay section
"Your a liar because your LYING about going to the thingy she was talking about! You have no idea, no-paw!" She whisper screeched (also, i like translating words, gib more words) -
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Place of the forgotten ones - The third era
Lozloxfeafcakerat replied to Lilytuft's topic in Roleplay section
"Oh great, now your a LIAR." The spirit hissed again. "Give me more words and i'll see if i know them" She hissed -
Ye so ye this. I posted some in meh home thread and its based off a steam game called cattails. (AND IM SO EXCITED FOR WILDWOODSTORY AHHHHHHHHH) Skyseeker felt her whiskers twitch as a fresh drop of morning dew splashed onto her nose. The high roof of her well-woven den, the pampered moss bed underneath. It seemed the flat, rocky sand hadn't been touched for days, and it reflected her pelt's dim light. Skyseeker peered at her pelt, which was a purple tabby colour. The stripes usually reflected her mood, which was content and amazed. Warm emerald greens and content cyans shifted together, a beautiful harmony. Arching her back, yawning and stretching out her paws, Skyseeker stood up. Glassy leaves made a jewelled green colour of light over the floor of the small den. Warm, early-summer air washed over her. Not too hot, not too cold. Slight cracks in the green thatch let in morning light, illuminating the dark room. A soft beat of paws and the mews in the distance caught Skyseeker's attention. She gave her pelt a few quick licks to get rid of any scraps of moss, and she ducked out of the entrance. Skyseeker gazed up at an elderly, fluffy, pale yellow tom. He stood handsomely but the grey flecks on his muzzle betrayed his age.
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