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Y'know, it's pretty essential to view these rules. If you don't, you risk getting banned, and that isn't too fun, is it? There may be some hidden things in here that you'll be very glad to learn, because it is more than just the rules. It's how the place works.

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This is the making of the character; the making of what will be your new puppet. Create these characters wisely, for they are what you are to roleplay with; however, take care not to roleplay until your puppet is accepted, for there are certain laws to abide by, and we must look upon your application and deem it worthy or not.

Ah, the plots in which you will set your puppet in! The futures that you plan for it, and the adventures that it will experience. All so very nice, isn't it? Pleasant indeed. So converse with the other members of this website and decide what is to happen! Interweave your inruiging character into others' lives... wistfully write on and on about the things you have planned. Go on, now... do it!

This was once ThunderClan's camp, which is now destroyed by the BloodClanners' attack. The ferns still have yet to grow back, and every den stinks of blood. Clumps of fur still wander as they are blown by the wind, trapped inside of the giant boulders. Alas, no life is found here, except for the maggots chewing on rotted prey and the occasional mouse or squirrel here and there.

The river that the RiverClanners so loved is still crystal clear, and fish swim about showing off their vibrant scales. But something is much different. It is as if RiverClan's departure has made a grave silence. There are no pitiful mewls of kits sounding everywhere anymore, and the buzz of conversation has vanished. It appears to be the laughing nature around the river is forever quelled unless the RiverClanners come back. Will you continue to let this disaster reign?

These moors used to have rabbits darting all over the place in great fear, while that dip in the land was swarming with friendly, fast cats who had a deep loyalty for each other. Unfortunately, that energy has now dispersed; it seems as if the whole territory has died. Every bit of loyalty and love is gone now. It disappeared when WindClan did, and now a grieving darkness has taken over.

This is BloodClan's first and main territory. BloodClan doesn't have much of a camp; actually, their camp is pretty much spread out throughout the whole city. With their other regional territories, they have bases and such, but really, their camp is the city. Wet puddles are all over the place and twolegs wander around; if you live in the city, you must be accostumed to city life. There are roads and busy streets and monsters and twoleg nests... the list goes on and on. There's garbage and junkyards, and a common rat is often found. It's not what a Clanner would choose for a territory, but hey, BloodClan isn't a true Clan, now is it?

Since Strikestar's seducement, BloodClan has taken over ShadowClan's old territory and has made it one of their main bases. It is full of evergreens mostly, though it holds a lot of marsh in it, too. As it was since the beginning, frogs and lizards lurk about here and the BloodClanners thoroughly enjoy this new piece of territory. They have adjusted to having the frogs and such; after all, it's much better than street rats, isn't it?

This is, indeed, a very dark forest; and it is darkening still. No one really knows where it originated or where it is exactly... it is just some sort of sacred place in which the head of BloodClan go to do whatever. No one has the knowledge of the goings on in this place... the leaders of BloodClan hardly even know themselves! All they know is that they grow in some sort of way... in strength, intelligence, whatever. But this is not good. I suppose it's up to you to find out, and to stop it.

Here is an obvious, self-explanatory board... just blow your head off by thinking of the few bugs and such that we have or thinking of things that we don't already have! Haha, just kidding... but no, seriously. Go on and suggest and complain all you want here... it's greatly appreciated -- even the complaining! If you do this, we will be more informed on what we can improve on TCS.

Have you got any gudbais or hullos in you? Everyone does, so that's why we provide such a board... for this purpose! So, yeah. Don't be afraid to introduce yourself or notify us that you'll be gone for a while. And please, please, please tell us if you're leaving for good...

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Yes, this is, indeed, the creativity corner, where you can waste off your time by talking about creative things, sharing your creative writings and graphics... all that good stuff. If you want, you may even request to have your own subboard/shop; but of course, that costs munnie.

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