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ItIsNotPoliteToJudge
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[2013-04-29 21:16:35 +0000 UTC]
"Hello there..."
(France)
# Statistics
Favourites: 8; Deviations: 6; Watchers: 84
Watching: 32; Pageviews: 2525; Comments Made: 127; Friends: 32
# About me
A rather eccentric yet helpful cat who occasionally assists the Player and The Batter. He is one of the few characters who will actually address the Player and acknowledge their existence, often even referring to them before The Batter. He is brothers with Valerie and resides in Zone 0. He speaks in an eloquent, almost lofty manner. His real name is Pablo.
Judge belongs to Mortis Ghost.
Art to their respectful artists.
# Comments
Comments: 80
Why Are You So Cute? //Pets The Judge and gives him a cat treat.
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hey- uh.
you're- hmmm.. the odd wiide griin on your face look2- famiiliiar?
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How so?
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ii feel liike ii've 2een you before..!
maybe ii'm wrong.
ii met 2omeone you may know-Β
wiith a hat on?
and he ha2.. liike no face.
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Salutations.
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how are you on this fine day?
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Quite alright, I appreciate your collective concern.
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*pets and puts a collar on your neck* thats is good.
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Oh-- Um...
--He looks down at the collar.--
Care to explain?
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*cuddles* nice kitty..my kitty!
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--His ears fold back and he squirms--
Please stop.
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aww ok,sorry! *lets go*
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How disgusting to see a filthy predator lurking around...
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--He bristled upon sight, staring up at the large fire bird.--
Japhet.
How interesting to find you walking around in these parts, not that I have the nerve to question your actions. I simply have too much to do. As for your inquiry upon me being a 'filthy predator', you don't see me with fresh blood on my paws, now do you? There is nothing here to hunt, not even a small morsel of a organism. You should know that.
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[[ ubluhbluhbluh, i've been meaning to say this is a wonderful judge rp account, but i kept forgetting to.
my apologies. ]]
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((Thank you, dear.))
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"Well your quite cute, aren't you." She leaned down and patted the cat on the head. "At least there is another creature in this empty zone. No wonder they call it 'zone 0.'"
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--He smiled brightly when he was pet. He pressed into her hand happily, and purred.--
Yes, I do believe the name of this zone fits it rather well.
Although, it is more of a practice zone, if anything.
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"hm. You talk... Not sure why I should be surprised though, this is a game after all..."
The girl smiled and looked around at the empty zone, thinking. "A practice zone huh? And what would one practice here?"
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Valerie...? Oh, I suppose not. How intruiging, that there could be another of myself.
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Oh, how in the zones are there two of us? Never mind that. Pleased to meet you myself. We can skip the introduction because after all, I know everything about you, and vise versa. It seems that I am the first one here, of my knowledge, and I assume you are a bit behind on my news? Correct?
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Ah, so the merchant has recieved a pair of paws. How intruiging. And here I thought I was the only feline left in this game.
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Well you are not~!
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"A...a cat....how....strange....hhh..."
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I don't think I am of the strange manner, Elsen.
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"And....it can talk...and it knows my name....hhhh..."
(( Elsen...what you doin'? ))
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Elsen, honestly now, where is your usual personality?
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"...hhhh....I..don't know..."
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Nevermind that. Just as long as you don't get any soot on my fur I'm okay.
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"Your fur...it's so white....like everything else now..."
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Yes, I know, Elsen, I have seen myself before.
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"It's....like...sugar...hhhhh...."
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Don't eat me.
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"Sugar....."
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Elsen no.
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"Sugar.....k..kitty sugar!"
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ELSEN NO. ELSEN I AM NOT SUGAR I WILL CLAW YOU.
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"...metal...sugar...but...metal..."
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*Paps leg with paw.*
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//looks down at the small cat then kneels down to stroke the top of it's head, weaving his fingers through the judge's fur//
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--Purrs quietly, smile widening.--
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//smiles a bit seeing his reaction then runs his hand back down the cat's back then up his neck scratching around it softly before running his hand back over the judge's spine//
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--Purrs loudly, and arches back to Elsen's hand.--
Although you seem rather shy and fragile, you have exquisite petting skills.
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Salut.
You must be Le Judge; the one of which whom Zacharie told me about, correct?
But where is your precious brother?
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