sensitive topics I love the way it feels to be a haterrrrrrrr [joke]


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EVILFOREST
//tw for cringe, decently descriptive body horror for warrior cats rp, blood, gross insect like stuff. This thread is a joke

A blood red moon pierces the sky as agonizing yowls ripple through the air. From the leader’s den illuminates a strange crimson light, a horrifying silhouette squirming and withering inside of it. Claws scrape at the stone floor until she chokes and tumbles, the life behind her green eyes fade until she merely stares to the wall in horror.

Until her body squirms, her flesh unnaturally prodding and rippling as if something was inside trying to break free. It has used her body as a vessel, a cocoon and at rapid speeds it grows. The creature emerges, her body rippled in muscles dripping in a strange liquid. The creature bears a striking resemblance to Sootstar, but she is far more ferocious with long fangs poking out from her lips, eyes as red as the moon that plagued the sky, and overgrown claws that curl and twist.

However, the most frightening aspect of her transformation are the spiraling horns that sit atop of her head and the bat-like wings that span out from her back.

”Mwhaha.” She very evilly cackles as she steps away from her vessel, kicking it away as if it was nothing more than a bug. To think she lived in such a weak state for so long… now she had the strength and power to take over the whole entire forest. The clans would never escape from her evil!

Giggling and cackling away she exits her den, now that she is much larger she has to squeeze past the exit to get out. How would she ever fit into the tunnels again? Oh well. With this amount of power she would not need them.

The clan screams in horror at the sight of the transformed figure of Sootstar. She spreads her jet black wings and effortlessly lands atop the Tallrock, her body weight causing stones to tumble and her throne to shift. Whatever, someone as evil as her needed something cooler anyways.

She cackles at the petrified clan, ”Sootstar is dead! I am your new leader now, Evilforest.” She grins, her blood-red eyes gleaming. ”She made life way too easy for you cats when she was around. Know going forward, I will not tolerate the liberal freedoms she had granted you all.” What a soft and pathetic leader she had been, to think the other clans had it even worse with their spineless StarClan blessed rulers.

Evilforest sits down, the Tallrock continuing to crumble under her weight. ”WindClan is a rather pathetic name too, how did you cats think that’d strike fear into the hearts of your enemies? I name us DarkClan, we will no longer be listening to those fools. I am your sole leader and your sole guidance, under my watchful eye we will perform far better than what “StarClan” allowed us too.” The monster notes in a intentional whiny voice in mockery of the deceased cats of the sky.

Again she villainously cackles and menacingly glares down at the clan with a crooked grin. As her fangs glinted in the moonlight it was impossible not to be afraid, but there always seemed to be outliers… ”Any problems with this so far?” She challenges, her wings once more spreading as if threatening to take flight and swoop whoever opposed her up and into the sky to meet their peril.
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An ear-piercing screech meets the new tyrant's words, a dog's mournful howl for the demise of their handler. The phantom of WindClan shoulder her way to the front of the throng, her burning eyes (literally, bright red flames were bursting from her eye sockets) trained on the she-devil in front of her.

"You -" she howls at Evilforest, "are not fit to lead ANY clan! And tonight, you will die for your hubris, wench!" Her snarl echoes in the air, seemingly reverberating in on itself as her own skin ripples and bubbles, her legs elongating and her snout widening until she more more wolf than cat. Still, her flaming eyes stay locked on the imposter.

"WindClan! Will you fight with me?" It is a barked call to arms, imbued with all the bravado usually seen in a much brawnier warrior. The shapeshifter was far from any sort of general or commander, but in the face of this thing, she would fight to the death to avenge her leader! Without waiting for an answer to her rallying cry, she hurls a red-flame fireball towards Evilforest, hoping for a quick and smoldering victory.

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can i join? heres my form:

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NAME ~ thriftpaw
AGE ~ 4 moons
RANK ~ apprentice
APPEARANC DESCRIPTION ~ thriftpaw is a golden tabby with a swirl pattern and he has jade green eys. his fur is long and fluffy. he has a torn ear and hsi ears have white tips on them and he is longfurred
PERSONALITY ~ hes really shy and cute
CRUSH ~ open
MATE ~ hes too young!
KITS ~ hes toooo young!!
PARENTS ~ they died
SIBLINGS ~ open​
WINDCLAN APPRENTICE ✦ GOLDEN TABBY TOM ✦ 5 MOONS
 
fast, four hundred on the dash
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His pelt was white, with instead of a white and brown mohawk built up by scruff, a black and red tipped mohawk lay down his face and a huff would blow it up out of his face. "Here we go again," he said, icey eyes rolling as the emo feline would watch the events unfold.

"I dont know, standing with EvilForest would be pretty cool," he spoke to himself, his hair falling back into his face as he very boredly watched.



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