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[Trench]

That’s right, kiddies, Ripshank has come to town, and I’d like to know just who’s managed not to go running in terror. Still want to call yourself a Traitor? Then bow the hell down. I want to see all my maggots lined up in a row. So get the hell out here and show your face; I want to hear from each and every damn one of you just who’s your new leader.

All existing and new pack members must show up here and pledge their allegiance to me.

With blood and guts,
The Broken-Wing King, Ripshank


((This is the joining thread; all I need is for everyone with a Traitors character who still wants to be a Traitor, or newcomers trying to join, to give a short post saying who they are and that they accept Ripshank as their leader.))

[_Miss{Alice}]

Hate burned in the she-cats eyes. Damn, this is our new leader? I'm going to miss the days of freedom She thought bitterly. She wasn't one for having leaders but she would survive. She sat in front of her new leader. The brute better have brains or we're all going to hell. She added then licked her paw. "Sorry, was that sarcasm of do you really want me to bow down?" She said, dark humor in her voice. Her tone was mischievous and waiting from trouble.

Ice blue eyes stare at the male, hate, anger, and eagerness mixed all in one. Though she didn't want a leader this one should be some good entertainment. Drama was probably the main thing a leader would start and Alice would be waiting for it. Her glowing orbs narrowed as she lowered her paw and waited for the males response.

[Trench]

((I'm going to be lazy for all the joining posts and just have Rippy talk; you guys can do that too, since this isn't actually an in-character thread. Makes life easier XD))

Well, well, so the little wench has a tongue. Sarcasm does not suit leaders, maggot, and I won't be bull-shitting any of you; if I tell you to do something, you'd damn well better do it. Don't go acting tough just because you were the first maggot to show up without pissing yourself, it won't win you any points with me. Now bow the hell down and get out of here; you've got work to do, maggot.

[_Miss{Alice}]

Alice rolled her eyes at the cat's comment. "How rude" She muttered under her breath as she lowered her head. She turned around after several seconds and walked away. Her tail swayed back and forth as her paws made light thudding against the cold ground. "He is going to kill us all" Alice laughed lightly to herself then disappeared in the darkness of the shading trees

[' ' K.O.T.O.R.I.]

A rolling laugh, an extravagant bow. "Me liege." Those words, though, are poignant. Not mockery, never mockery, but there is danger there, a warning perhaps, but he wants to play this game. So obvious, this joy he takes, his self coming back together, sewn together in a pleasing way and he smiles, smiles, smiles. "I hope to see what you can do." and he bows, bows like he has never bowed before but there is a false taste to it, as if he truly weren't going through the motions, but it's there, still, one paw curled up against his chest, shoulders rolling forward. "As it pleases." a snake looks as pleased to see the hawk take a poisoned meal. Oh yes, yes, this will do. This will definitely do.

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[Trench]

Damn right, as it pleases; your my pet now, maggot. And drop the shitty laughter next time; this ain't some damn joke for your amusement; this is the real deal. Now get the hell out of here before I cut that damn smugness out of you and hang it on my doorstep.

As for the rest of you piss-ants, if I don't start hearing some damn names, you're all getting a fucking number. So shape the hell up!

[' ' K.O.T.O.R.I.]

"Kotori." he murmurs as he straightens from the bow, from the game he has put his paws to. "I'd be careful, Broken-wing, King." and his head raises, torn ear flicks down leisurely as he turns from his new master. "You might scare all your toys away." and he goes as he has been bid, but is he leaving because he has been told? Oh, who knows what's going through that mind now, all that is known is the smile, a strange twist of his lips, an amusement that does not die even when scolded, chastised like some child. So many facets of black and every one of them a shadow that writhes in his heart. He's back, he's back, his heart cries and he has almost forgotten the toy he has left behind over the mountains. This new game he has wet his paws in will be the thing to cure him of his stupidity. For sure, for sure. He stalks away, a leisurely walk as he has no where else to go. "If you ever do give out numbers, I'd prefer Three."

[Miyu]

The she-cat walked up to the new leader calmly, her wings spread out in a relaxed position. She sat in front of him, glancing him up and down before barely dipping her head low enough for it to be counted as a bow. Ripshank, his name was? Miyu disliked him already, and she let it show.

She raised her head, not even a ghost of a smirk on her face.
"I have this, and only this to say: My name is Miyu. I have no problem speaking my mind, and if you're going to kill me for that, then do as you please. But frankly, I think you're a fucking asshole. I hate people like you. I'll follow your fucking rules and I'll stand in your fucking line, but one day, I'll be leader of this pack, and I don't care how many fucking scars I'll get until I kick your ass."

Miyu stared at him, her almost-white eyes cold and unblinking. She had never had extreme distaste for anyone in her life, but there were first times for everything, right? The she-cat could sniff out a tyrant from miles away, and this one had (not literally) smacked her in the face.

[Trench]

What's this? Did I just hear some bitch with a mind? Tell you what, wench, that's a dangerous thing for bitches like you. Wenches like you tend to end up with their entrails spread across my doorstep when they step out of their damned place; you really want to join that? Then keep talking. Around me, you will hold your damn tongue, or I will personally cut it out of your fucking mouth. Your opinion means shit around here, maggot; put that in that fucking mind of yours. You still want to take me down? I'll be right here, bitch, so what the hell are you waiting for? Until then, feel free to keep spouting that shit of yours; I'll be sure to carve every word across those damned wings of yours just so everyone knows how much of a fucking failure you are. Now, unless you've got the balls to challenge me right now, then get the hell out of here.

[Miyu]

Her lips pulled back in the barest hint of a snarl. She stood, instinctively folding her wings tight to her sides, and stepped closer to the tyrant.
"Entrails spilled across your doorstep? Now, is that any way for a fine leader like yourself to talk? Why, it's almost as if you look down on us females."

Miyu stared down the aggressive male for a few moments, then looked up to the sky and sighed. "I hope your claws are sharp, big boy, because Miyu's here, and she's not giving up until you're gone. When shall we fight, oh great and imperial majesty?"

Her tone had the slightest hint of sarcasm, but her face was impassive. No emotion flickered through those stone-cold eyes, not fear or anger or even excitement.

"And I'd like you to remember something, oh great one. I'm not like other females. I give what I get, and I don't hold back."

[Trench]

No shit, Sherlock, did you just figure that out? What happened to that damn mind of yours, hm? Bitches belong in the dens suckling the damn cubs, but I guess you're just some fucking freak. But who the hell am I to judge? If you want a fight, then bring it the hell on. Grow some balls and make that challenge official, and we can fight this damn hour. Just make sure your affairs are in order, bitch, because I promise you, you'll be getting a hell of a lot more than a wench like you can give.

((If she's really going to challenge him, start a new thread to make it official; his rules for all fights are in the stats board, but you're welcome to add any of your own ^^ Also, you can pick a judge for the fight, if you'd like; or I can, either way xD))

[Miyu]

"Hmmm...." Miyu pondered, circling him before sitting down in front of him.
"Not a very nice bastard, are you? But then, you don't seem the type who'd think about anything except blood and sex.
"You mock me for having a mind, oh great one. But you don't need a mind to have cubs. You don't need a mind to rape a cat, do you, sweetheart? All you need is instinct and working back legs.
"I'm a freak, you say? Well, maybe I am. Maybe you're just delusional."

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((Challenge posted! ^^))

[Trench]

Oh, how little you know, little wench. As if I'd dirty myself on female filth; the very idea is repulsing. Does that disappoint you? I'll bet it does. Too damn bad; my line dies with me; I'll not have it tainted by some bitch without a pedigree. The closest you'll come to me is on the battle field. See you there, bitch.