CLIW

Seizure -- modern setting, actual real-world superpowers

Interested!

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Kilugna smiled and nodded at the thank-yous. She gently patted Lyra on the head and retreated to let them eat. She smiled sheepishly at James, glad that he wasn't gloating. She knew that she'd certainly be proud of herself if she'd brought home a moose, but she couldn't complain; now there was hopefully enough to last the whole clan through the storm. As the first snows started descending lightly, she said, "Keep warm, everyone, do you all have enough firewood?" She was perfectly ready to fetch more before the weather got any worse.

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One of the scouts turned around after a startled jump of surprise. Recognizing that the traveler had some kind of authority, he called back, "Lucky you found us! We were just on our way back. We'd have sleds if the dogs weren't all sick." He gestured for the other two scouts to hurry back the short distance and to the gates of Crowhead. "I can take you to the Queen's guards. They'll probably let you talk to her."

Warrior Cats: Clans of The City [character sheet depository for accepted CS]

Name: Glasseye
Age: 24 moons
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Personality: Curious, inquisitive, peaceful, observant but usually relaxed. Generally she takes on an attitude of "it's all going to be alright". She tries to be as respectful as possible and would rather not get in a fight if it's not totally necessary.
Clan: SunClan
Rank: Hunter
Skill: Stalking/hunting, sleeping
History: Pretty uneventful, she was born and raised in SunClan and has never been outside the territory. She was a really rambunctious kit, though. She left the nursery whenever she got the chance, so she was guarded pretty heavily until she became an apprentice.
Other:

Warrior Cats: Clans of The City

Name: Glasseye
Age: 24 moons
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Personality: Curious, inquisitive, peaceful, observant but usually relaxed. Generally she takes on an attitude of "it's all going to be alright". She tries to be as respectful as possible and would rather not get in a fight if it's not totally necessary.
Clan: SunClan
Rank: Hunter
Skill: Stalking/hunting, sleeping
History: Pretty uneventful, she was born and raised in SunClan and has never been outside the territory. She was a really rambunctious kit, though. She left the nursery whenever she got the chance, so she was guarded pretty heavily until she became an apprentice.
Other:

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I'd say Crowhead is probably smaller, but I guess it'd fluctuate because they have good times and bad times.
Your character's accepted, really well thought out, I love it. It's okay to assume the heir is female, although of course you'll have to understand that so far there's no one to fill that role. Jump in whenever!

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Most/all of the world's governments have dissolved. I think Mexico's probably gone the same way as the US and turned into something of a total wasteland, although in terms of climate it's probably really dry but better off. As for US states surviving as countries, probably not. Bottom line is that society has completely collapsed at this point, which is several decades after it started. I hope I helped!

Shared Dream RP

Sounds pretty awesome

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Kilugna peeked outside of her shelter and waved at Arysta. She had quite a bit of respect for the woman, and at least a little bit of food to share. She ducked back inside and prodded a couple of rabbits with a sharp twig. They were cooked enough to be safe, and still juicy, it seemed. Plucking them off of the fire and burning her fingers in the process, she ran over to the woman and her child. She waved at James along the way, jealous of his catch but not about to admit it. "One rabbit and one squirrel," she announced, taking them off the spits they'd hung on. "If it's not enough, there are three more rabbits in my shelter." She then waved happily at Lyra with a cheery grin and asked, "How are you doing, lil' one?"

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The clouds were very dark tonight. As the sun set, all of the light dwindled into the feeble glow of a single candle as Keria stood on top of her city's wall, sheltering the weak little flame with her slightly-calloused hand. Eventually she realized she had no reason to be here; not only was it too dark but a thick fog had descended and smothered most visibility. Sighing, she climbed down a set of steps at the side of the wall, followed by a single, silent guard who'd she had forgotten was with her. "This will be the worst storm in years," she murmured to him. He nodded. Keria's hand tightened on her staff. "I hope the scouts make it home alright. I wouldn't have sent them out if I'd known..." She muttered as she entered a large complex not quite worthy of being called a palace. "Order the weavers to give me any of their clothes or blankets," she ordered the guard as he was about to leave. "And prepare my horse."

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Kilugna was in a hurry. She scuttered across the snowy wasteland with four rabbit carcasses and a squirrel bumping against her as they were slung across her shoulder and tied messily by the feet to her clothing so they wouldn't fall off of her. The catch had been good today, but she was anxious nonetheless. Would five scrawny little animals be enough to keep the Clan going through the storm? Hoping that another hunter had caught an elk or something, she hurried toward the flickering lights of the little mud and animal hide shelters that hunched in a small dip in the ground. Maybe I'll go back out and hunt some more before all the animals go back to their dens. She quickly lit a fire inside her own shelter and opened up a smoke hole, then skinned the carcasses and started them cooking.

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I suppose I'll get on with the IC.