TheElvenJedi

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

So, another small off-site bitch but

First time I have ever had someone moan at me for changing my profile pic cause I was bored of the other one

Because it apparently "confused her cause she doesn't read usernames but goes on profile pictures" so therefore I'm not entitled to change it apparently XD

SHOCK HORROR

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Thanks for letting me know! No rush, as always :) Hope it goes well

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

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This is why my pacing is fluid and very clearly in my rules.

@Inkarnate

I mean, I would agree if this was a regular thing but it's not, and I had made the post stating I would not be able to post.

I guess what bothered me the most was the demandingly passive aggressive nature of the message. Don't go around acting like you're the GM if you're NOT the GM if the game and one should certainly read the OOC to check for notifications of such nature before one just assumes people are too lazy to post

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

Gotta love non-GM people making passive aggressive demands for faster posting after one has already made an announcement that personal life circumstances mean no posts till later in the week

Terribly sorry that my family is such an inconvenience to you but they come before some stranger on the internet demanding that I POST RIGHT NOW :')

Warrior Cats; The Valley

I've already made an announcement earlier that I Will not be able to post this weekend

My disabled mom is going in for surgery the beginning of the week so I will be spending all weekend preparing her for that and packing hospital bags and I would appreciate an absence of impatient or otherwise snarky comments

This is incredibly stressful for everyone in my family and having extra pressure put on me when I've already told you I will not be able to post is NOT OK

Warrior Cats; The Valley

My next posts may be a little later next week, I've got a hectic weekend ahead of me once I get off of work this evening O__O

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Little bit shorter but I didn't want to muss up whatever you had planned with Voldon :3

Tensions are running hiiiiighh o.o (I would like to promise that Ari isn't going to possibly do something stupid and unexpected in the next post, but....she's Ari :') xD She won't interfere with Voldon of course, but beyond that well... heck I don't even know what she's gonna decide to do sometimes LOL)

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

“I’ve gotta admit...that is REALLY strange.” Aria muttered as they found the Mystics stuck in the same trance as they had been before the whole fight with the Faceless had started. As her partner shot her a confused look, Aria responded with a shrug of her own.
“The heck if I know, Bol...never been near a Mystic before in my life.” a glance was cast back at their older companion, hoping Ashara would have more of an idea than the Champions did.
“Let’s see-” Ashara began stepping towards the Mystics to attempt to lift them, but at that moment was interrupted as a violent boom shook the underground cavern and threw them outwards into the walls.
Aria found herself momentarily incapacitated as her back was slammed into the cavern wall, knocking the air from her lungs. The Champion coughed, the dust from the collapsing debris making it difficult to see for a few moments before it cleared. She squinted to find both Yerbol and Ashara still on their feet though as wobbly as she was. The Mystics had thankfully also been protected from falling projectiles, courtesy of the barrier their Togruta companion had thrown up around them.
“What was that? Not to say I’m stupid but...WHO else could possibly want to attack the Tower if we’re here and Manus is here too?!” it was clear there was some sort of attack going on above ground, likely the Tower which, if Aria remembered correctly, they were situated in the lower levels of. Who was behind that attack, however, was a mystery to her.
“I think I have an idea who it is.” Ashara muttered, her face grave. “But it’s not good, at all.”
Either way, there was no time to waste in getting back to the two Elders and getting out of there.
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Cheriss couldn't see through the flames, despite her best attempts to squint and see whether Voldon had emerged victorious. The Elder started upright once again at hearing his shout, concerned at Voldon’s lack of mention of his own escape plan. She would have to trust that he could get himself out….or not, if the Force decided that. It was out of her hands now. Instead, she answered with a nod and called back.
“Alright! How much time do we have?!”
When the officiating Elder informed her of a paltry ten minutes for them to evacuate, she knew she had no choice. She had to find the Champions and the Mystics, NOW.
“Khem, find them!” as the beast thundered off in the direction the Champions had run, Cheriss paused briefly to throw a glance towards where she guessed her friend could be.
“This better be worth it, you idiot!” She couldn't bear to utter the word “goodbye” directly, it would make it seem too final. As if there was not even a slim chance he would survive this, but at the same time...she knew it WAS final. He knew it. Just as Noctis had…
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“Get them up, we're leaving.” Cheriss and Khem Val seemed to appear out of the shadows of the cavern shortly after the cavern stopped trembling, the Dathomirian barking a sharp order that reinforced the need to get the Mystics out of the tunnels. The Dashade was easily able to lift one of the prone Voss onto his back to carry them out.
“But Voldon-!”
“- Is a grown man and can take care of himself!” Cheriss cut off any protests from either Champion. Aria exchanged a pained glance with her partner, her head turning back towards the tunnel they had entered from.
“We can't just LEAVE him in there, Cheriss he's our FRIEND!”
“VOLDON has asked us to leave.” the Dathomirian regarded the younger woman with sharp, narrowed eyes as she helped Ashara to lift one of the Mystics.
“BUGGER THAT!” Aria snapped in retort, spine straighter than a rod as she spat once onto the ground. “I'M not leaving him here to die even if you're happy to!” and turned sharply on her heel after her declaration, as if to march right back down the passageway.
Only for Cheriss to intercept her, the Elder moving with frightening speed to place herself in front of the Champion, thus blocking all access to the previous route. Aria cursed vehemently as her forehead bounced lightly off Cheriss’ forearm, scowling up into the Elder’s pale blue eyes with an expression that pre-empted another tirade of foul language condemning Cheriss’ moral ethics.
“We're taking the Mystics out of here to safety.” Cheriss repeated, expression unyielding and tone slow and deliberate, as if she were scolding a disobedient Kath pup for bad behaviour. As Aria's mouth opened for yet another argument, Cheriss raised her voice to shout for the first time since they had gathered the former Sith and Jedi Masters on Zinuthra:
“THAT IS AN ORDER, MASSANI!”
Aria shrank back, her defiance deflating from her posture in an instant. Years of training and conditioning at the Academy had rendered her physically incapable of disobeying a direct order from a superior, however much she may disagree with it.
“Y-yes, Ma’am.” The Champion coughed, sullenly returning to help Yerbol and Ashara drag the Voss up off the ground.

Between Cheriss, Yerbol, and Aria they managed to carry the remaining three Mystics, while Ashara ran in the lead, conjured light orbs illuminating their way as she led their escape through the tunnels, quickly turning them around before they became trapped in a dead end and after a few painstaking minutes bringing them back to the top of the tower as another rumble shook the structure. The Mystics, much to the befuddlement of the Champions, remained unconscious even as they made the run through the levels to deposit them in one of the more secure rooms under the guard of an Alliance squadron while the Champions ascended a nearby staircase which led to an outside balcony from which they could survey the approaching forces.
“More Gormak than us, Master.” Ashara whispered, her complexion flushing darkly to betray her agitation. “Starting to think coming after you was a bad idea...suppose they decide to make sure you stay dead this time?” the beginnings of a playful smirk flitted across the Togruta’s lips, but quickly faded before it filled her features.
“Not if we can rouse those Mystics.” Cheriss pointed out, turning back towards the tower as another assault rocket connected closer to the base of the Tower and shook the structure. “Its not over yet.”
“So how DO we wake them?” Yerbol questioned, the only one of the two Champions to speak as Aria had remained tight-lipped since their altercation after abandoning Voldon and Manus underground.

Warrior Cats; The Valley

So it ended up coming out as more scathing than snarky, but all the same, there you go! Shots fired!

Warrior Cats; The Valley

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Softwillow

CliffClan
Location: The Gathering
Interacting with: Tigerfall @Polaris North, Frostwhisker [@Violent Violet], Sagepaw @Canidae

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“I suppose I could have, yes.” Softwillow sighed wistfully, her gaze once more resting briefly on the BoulderClan deputy before she shrugged. “But then, she and I are so different that I'm not sure we would get along.” this was another worry that had stopped her interacting with her sister, even to pursue a regular friendship without revealing the truth of her heritage. Well, that and not wanting to upset Frogshade too, but that was a different matter not to be discussed at this time. Any further discussion on the topic was cut off by the arrival of the OakClan medicine cat, who brought a young and fluffy-furred kit in tow this time.
“Good to see you, Frostwhisker!” She greeted the other she-cat as cheerfully as always. Softwillow didn't have too much experience with kitting queens, but she couldn't help but notice Frostwhisker’s belly was much rounder than she last recalled. As the young cat was introduced to be called Sagepaw, and as Frostwhisker’s apprentice, Softwillow turned to greet her fellow trainee medicine cat with a friendly blink.
“Hullo there, I'm Softwillow, the medicine cat apprentice for CliffClan. Don't worry about being nervous.” she reassured him with a twitch of her whiskers. “The Gathering can be pretty scary your first time, but I promise we're all really nice even if some of the leaders are a bit grumpy!”
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Cinderblaze

LightClan
Location: The Gathering
Interacting with: Ashclaw @Drakey

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Cinderblaze’s lip curled upwards in a show of distaste as Ashclaw dismissed her remark by instead talking about that weakling Darkpaw. The she-cat’s fur bristled slightly before she sucked in a deep breath and regained control of her faculties. Losing her temper with him at the Gathering would not do, nor would it gain her favour with her estranged brother.
“No, I don't wonder how she's doing...the little whelp got what she deserved.” Cinderblaze’s tail whisked back and forth, the only indication of her annoyance now that she had set her features into a hard mask. Her eyes glinted slightly as she tilted her head in his direction.

“What good is family if you can't depend on their strength? You broke mother’s heart when you forced Jaggedstar to throw you out of the Clan.” her tone was accusatory now, trying to play up on the noble nature she knew Ashclaw possessed, to try and guilt trip him into considering her offer. Though of course it wasn't guaranteed to work. “She would be much happier if you came home, to your REAL family.” Cinderblaze flashed the tom another haughty glance as Jaggedstar called the Gathering into session, breezing away into the throng of cats to find a seat. Using her bulk, the she-cat easily managed to push her way past to find a seat near the front with the best view, head craned upwards with her full attention on the speaking leaders.
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