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Lozloxfeafcakerat

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  1. I have a wobbledogs/warrior cats hybrid save and i drew Velvetstar from it! (AHHH MY SPACEBAR IS THE WORST)

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    Velvetstar is a winged wobbledog  that almost died in a border skirmish. (I just have this room full of doggie boppers, so they occasionally go in there and never come out) while she was deputy she disappeared (into that room but im saying she was catnapped) and a cat named Jemheart took her place. Velvetscale hda already had a kit, Rubykit, named after Garnetpaw, who died at a border battle. The leader, Fadestar, had died, but Starclan had refused to give Jemheart his nine lives (One dog core) while Velvetscale was still alive. Velvetscale escaped and became Velvetstar and Jemheart was still deputy.

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  2. Just now, Fox leaf said:

    I have that same dragon but much bigger. I have a tragic story of my soft toys.

    Basically, our house had bedbugs, my parents thought that there might be some in my toys, so we had to throw out 90% of them and im still depressed from that. I managed to sneak a few rlly good ones in to take with me to the new house (because we were moving) but alot of them are gone. We did this because we didn't want bedbugs in our new house, ONLY TO FIND THERE WERE ALOT OF FOX-HEARTED, FLEA-BRAINED, FISH-BREATHED BEDBUGS IN THAT NEW DANG HOUSE AND I CRIED FOR SEVERAL DAYS AND IM LITERALLY HOLDING BACK TEARS RN BECAUSE IM LIKE, WHY, JUST WHY, I LOVED ALL OF THEM SO MUCH AND MY PARENTS ARE LUCKY THEY DONT HAVE A BOMB IN THIS HOUSE RN

    (Atleast i got to keep mine that i've had for around 10 years.)

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  3. On 1/27/2023 at 8:48 AM, Andromeda_ said:

    sorry i havent posted here in ages 

    i know no one here plays CoS anymore besides me but i made an idea for a CoS story and made a prologue for it (tho its not like im actually gonna make a story) 

    here it is: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1QKyEDHGKEVgj1tf0xzZiTv8JCU5VeiHDChxgy-2KcvU

    I usually make arena rps at dunes lake with the bridge. 1v1, no breath, no kill, no grab, no fly. If on low health, get off the bridge in the water or fly away. Anybody can watch or fight. Its very popular. During the winter i make everyone go to get food. Ive seen two mina beat a boreal (Because they so smol the hitbox doesnt reach them)

  4. 10 minutes ago, Andromeda_ said:

    "Let's go find them, I guess." They started running towards the direction of the scream.

    Faith could catch whiffs of oak's scent, when she saw the unmoving body of a small brown shape. It was oak.

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    Foliage yowled as fangs griped her shoulder, and claws at it's snout. Thebearyena bit down hard untill foliage thought she could never wriggle free

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    Deadrose sat up in her tree while birds let out silent songs among the trees. Her berries tasted plain, the songs didnt sooothe her and nothing felt right anymore

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    Oak still lay unconscious, but felt like there was another world, just out of reach. She saw herself, black withglowing white eyes, but she just couldnt reach it...

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    Seabed saw a small entrance to the well-woven den and saw a tiny nest in the den. Someone lived here, but Seabed didnt know for how long.

  5. 37 minutes ago, Andromeda_ said:

    "You alright?" Shadows asked, seeing she had woken up.

    "I heard a scream... I think it was Oak!"she exclaimed

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    Foliage decided to pounce on the brown and pink nicheling, and bit hard on her neck. The nicheling screamed, but couldn't force Off foliage. She felt satisfied as she wilted, when massive teeth hauled her off, as a bearyena bit hard on Foliage, trying to end her.

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    Deadrose had slipped away and hared across the forest until her tree was in sight. She climbed up to the safest spot she knew, and started to regret everything.

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    Oak lay unconcious against a sharp rock, multiple bones broken. The bluebird had flown off, in search of better prey.

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    Seabed swam slowly upstream when she had entered a lagoon. A nearly-woven den in the mangroves had gotten her attention.

  6. name:

    gender:

    appearance:

    personality, optional:

    preferred role:

    (Also, if you don't get a role your a survivor, which is neutral, so you can then choose good or bad)

    (And pm me if you want to talk to the dead. Only for dark psychic. The dead can't just talk on the rp page.)

    (And I suggest making a note list of what you've done, thoughts and everything. When you ded your note list gets revealed. Just pm me)

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