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(Anyone can join in if they want, this takes place while SunClan is stuck in MoonClan camp) NovaJadie
"No. Okay. Hold on."
Duskslayer had brought Bloodystar and Scorchedwhisker together to play a game he invented, but so far it was hard trying to explain. In front of them were three clay figurines he had sculpted into the shape of cats. "Okay, see, I created three species, there's the mage class, which is the cat with a horn. The knight class, which are the winged cats. And the catadogs which is a combined species of cat and hound. Now, everyone has a default of five for strength, intelligence, defense, luck, and speed. Now, the mage class has plus five intelligence, knight class has plus five strength, and the catadogs class have plus five defense so you're going to want to choose your class carefully," He smirked as though this was about to be the most trickiest mind game either had ever played even though he had made this game in two days, "But Bloodystar, I was thinking instead of playing, you could give us the adventure and conflict. But the pebbles ultimately choose what happens, think of the pebbles as Sun God intervention of your will. So who's hyped to play Claws and Fangs?" He asked looking between his friends.
Obviously Duskslayer had put way too much effort in inventing a game that was neither entirely roleplay, nor entirely board game, but it felt like a good therapeutic method to give Bloodystar a place to be in control without actually killing people. Especially when Bloodystar looked nothing, but troubled since arriving in MoonClan camp.
Scorchedwhisker was rubbing his head with his paws as he sat on his haunches. "All I said was, hey Dusky, what's going on... all I said to him..." The cream-colored tom did his best to wrap his head around the game that his friend had elaborately planned out. They hadn't even started it and there were already so many rules to remember. It made his head spin. Scorchedwhisker finally put his forepaws back down and stared at the statues before him. "...I think you have way to much time on your paws, buddy..." He grumbled as he carefully picked up the first statue he noticed. "I guess I'll be this... catdog? Catadog? The weird mutant mix." He finally said as he put the statue down in front of him.
"... Alright, how is this any different then our daily lives?" Scorchedwhisker asked as he listened to Duskslayer explain to Bloodystar what to do with the pebbles. "And how are those pebbles going to make choices? They're just pebbles, aren't they?"
Bloodystar had a pensive expression on his face as he picked up the mage. A cat with a horn... Like, why would a cat even need a horn? They had claws and fangs, that was the name of the game. His mind ran through a few scenarios where they could be useful and eventually her sad the figure down. He messed with the catadog for a few moments as well, now that was something that seemed functional, but very intentionally ignored winged knight.
"Ancients Clans used pebbles to cast their votes," He explained, feeling a slight itch in the back of his throat, which he cleared before he continued, "And the Soothsayer casts bones to devine the future. Stones could be used the same way, I suppose."
Bloodystar painted a grind of lines, big enough to fit one of Dusky's claw pieces within each one, as well as a few landmarks like trees and major pathways, "You are starting there," He pointed at a cluster of open boxes with a thick border around it, "It's a cave, but it smells strongly of other cats and you can hear singing and dancing. This is neutral territory so you can assume it's safe to approach."
He lived his whole life in fantasy so it made perfect sense that he'd take to this one without any questions.
"I just have good time management," Duskslayer assured Scorchedwhisker before nodding to the pebbles, "You grab seven without looking. There are six different colors, whichever one has the most of that color wins, if it's a tie you do what Bloodystar says, but you get to do an extra roll your next turn if you don't like the outcome, a kind of apology for getting unlucky."
Dusky seated himself, placing the knight carefully down over to the cave marking. "I dance on over to the music with my best moon walk." Looking at Scorchedwhisker he gave him a laid back grin, "You wouldn't make me dance alone would you?"
We need an authority figure... heck I am an authority figure // Springclan Deputy
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Post by Nova on Dec 12, 2020 21:55:15 GMT -5
Scorchedwhisker squeezed his eyes shut as he was told about more rules. He muttered them to himself, trying to commit them to memory before he let out a small huff. He would just wing it and learn as he went. That always worked for him. The cream-colored tom placed his mutated catadog in the cave marking next to Duskslayer's knight. He had zoned out just a bit before he noticed Duskslayer glance over towards him.
"What?" he questioned. The tom flicked his ears before rolling his eyes. "Fine fine... I guess I dance along with Duskslayer even though I don't know how to dance."
"An orange catadog approaches the two of you and offers you each a drink. The liquid is bright red and smells like honey; he puts it in your paws before you have a chance to reject it. Everyone is celebrating the defeat of the Spider Witch! He says in a jovial tone, motioning toward the crowd now that his paws are free, Please join us!"
Bloodystar didn't seem to be messing with Duskslayer's tokens a whole lot, it seemed he was making this up as he went. Still, he had a pebble between his paws that he batted back and forth every now and again, not that it meant anything significant.
"You boys looked hungry so I fixed you up some pigs in a frost blanket."
Glitterfreeze, one of the newer members of SunClan settled the pig meat wrapped in a thin layer of doughey white wheat down in front of them. Despite being new no one had once seen her do initiation leaving some speculate that Bloodystar had allowed her in after the war because they were in desperate need of able bodied people. But she seemed remarkably close to Bloodystar since joining, always providing him with special meals and providing a nurturing comfort to him as well.
"Thanks mom," Duskslayer said absentmindedly, taking one of the pigs in a front blanket, before wincing. "Oh wow, that's embarrassing, I just call you mom, my bad Glitterfreeze."
"Aww, well I'd be your mama any day, I could eat that smile right up!" Glitterfreeze purred poking at Duskslayer's cheeks causing him to blush at the pure awkwardness of everything.
"Umm. So my knight class guy is going to take that drink because taking drinks from strangers is a bad decision that will make my characters life more interesting. So my knight says, thank-you kind sir and drinks up," Duskslayer decided.
We need an authority figure... heck I am an authority figure // Springclan Deputy
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Post by Nova on Dec 30, 2020 21:16:12 GMT -5
"Uh... thanks Glitterfreeze..." Scorchedwhisker said. He grabbed one of the thin rolls of wheat and started chewing on it. His whiskers twitched a bit as he took another bite. This wasn't half bad... he quickly swallowed the rest of it before glancing back at the tokens. "My catdog... Solas I guess we'll call him... Solas doesn't like to drink so politely refuses. He likes to keep a clear head and, no offense, has no idea what could have gone into that drink."
Bloodystar looked at Glitterfreeze with clear love in his eyes, but it wasn't the romantic kind, no, she was his family in all ways but the conventional sense of the words.
"Thank yo---" He began to say but Duskslayer beat him to it. He wouldn't have been too bothered about that fact had he not herd his Promised say the word 'Mom.' Dropping the pebble he'd been messing with, he turned dramatically to Duskslayer and glared, "How did you-----" But then he explained, and Glitterfreeze responded, and whatever concerns he did have disappeared, "... Oh..."
"ANYWAYS..."
"Duskslayer, your knight immediately feels at ease. All of his aches and pains from traveling disappears and he feels light as a feather. Whatever that drink was, it was the best thing you've had in your entire life, and immediately you feel the urge to get a second glass... and there just so happens to be one in your companion's hand, un drunk.
'Suit yourself, but come join in the dinner if you can, it's almost done!' the orange catadog says and it sashays back to the fire. It looks like they are roasting something nearly the size of a cow but you can't tell what it is from this distance."
We need an authority figure... heck I am an authority figure // Springclan Deputy
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Post by Nova on Feb 10, 2021 15:55:28 GMT -5
Scorchedwhisker flicked his ears as he played with his token, tossing it carefully between his paws before he finished up his wheat roll. “You know, Duskslayer, I gotta admit this is pretty fun.” The cream colored tom admitted with a shrug as he reached over to try and grab another one of the snacks. “But uh... what exactly are the roasting there? I guess Solas would say that it smells good... and maybe his mouth is watering at the prospect of food”
