"Ag- I said okay!" He yelled at her. "I said okay!"
She unzipped the pouch at her side and removed a small bottle and bandages. "I didn't cut deep. You should be fine in a few days," she said as she started to rip his pant leg open.
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FOR THE LOVE OF STARCLAN PLEASE PING ME ON DISCORD
I have the ADHD
I'll forget.
Quotes:
"You know the saying 'the tables have turned'?
Well these tables have flipped, rolled and spontaneously combusted into potatoes." ~me
"That's not a riddle. That's a prophecy."
"Sounds like a riddle, is a riddle. Riddled with loops and whorls and only makes sense after someone dies." ~Turtle
She unzipped the pouch at her side and removed a small bottle and bandages. "I didn't cut deep. You should be fine in a few days," she said as she started to rip his pant leg open.
This girl is insane! the man thought. "Hey, I'm not 8, I can help myself, y'know." This was beyond humiliation. He just got owned by a woman, and now she's acting like his mother.
This girl is insane! the man thought. "Hey, I'm not 8, I can help myself, y'know." This was beyond humiliation. He just got owned by a woman, and now she's acting like his mother.
She looked at him. "Really?" she asked as she started to pour the alcohol over his cuts.
__________________
FOR THE LOVE OF STARCLAN PLEASE PING ME ON DISCORD
I have the ADHD
I'll forget.
Quotes:
"You know the saying 'the tables have turned'?
Well these tables have flipped, rolled and spontaneously combusted into potatoes." ~me
"That's not a riddle. That's a prophecy."
"Sounds like a riddle, is a riddle. Riddled with loops and whorls and only makes sense after someone dies." ~Turtle
He tensed his leg and arm up because that stuff stung, but stayed still. "Do you have to friggin do this?!"
"I've taken care of people before," she said softly, bandaging his leg.
__________________
FOR THE LOVE OF STARCLAN PLEASE PING ME ON DISCORD
I have the ADHD
I'll forget.
Quotes:
"You know the saying 'the tables have turned'?
Well these tables have flipped, rolled and spontaneously combusted into potatoes." ~me
"That's not a riddle. That's a prophecy."
"Sounds like a riddle, is a riddle. Riddled with loops and whorls and only makes sense after someone dies." ~Turtle
"You just tried to kill me!" He raised his voice. "And now you're acting nice? Are you bipolar or insane?"
"You complied to my wishes so there was no more need to attack."
__________________
FOR THE LOVE OF STARCLAN PLEASE PING ME ON DISCORD
I have the ADHD
I'll forget.
Quotes:
"You know the saying 'the tables have turned'?
Well these tables have flipped, rolled and spontaneously combusted into potatoes." ~me
"That's not a riddle. That's a prophecy."
"Sounds like a riddle, is a riddle. Riddled with loops and whorls and only makes sense after someone dies." ~Turtle
Name: Wild
Gender: She
Age (16 or older please): 16
Appearance: About the same height as Ava, she has long light brown hair, pale-ish skin, hazel eyes and fake cat ears/tail.
Personality: She's bubbly, kind, and friendly to her friends and allies, but never is truly trusting. She always keeps her guard up, and is surprisingly good at fighting, especially with her trusty bow and arrow.
Plan On Listening?: Nah.
Questions: Meh.
Other: She keeps plenty of disguises in her backpack.
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Want to Roleplay?
(If the below is unacceptable, please tell me.)
If you want me to join your roleplay, just put Wildy in a post. I'll search this keyword every day.
(The above is cause people sometimes forget the ~ in front and in the back of my username and it causes me to be extremely late, which annoys people)
Name: Wild
Gender: She
Age (16 or older please): 16
Appearance: About the same height as Ava, she has long light brown hair, pale-ish skin, hazel eyes and fake cat ears/tail.
Personality: She's bubbly, kind, and friendly to her friends and allies, but never is truly trusting. She always keeps her guard up, and is surprisingly good at fighting, especially with her trusty bow and arrow.
Plan On Listening?: Nah.
Questions: Meh.
Other: She keeps plenty of disguises in her backpack.
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