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VOTE MEMORY RICK TO AVENGE PRIME
Plus he's technically a version of C-137 so win-win :)
ULTIMATE SMASHABLE RICK: ROUND 7
RICKBOT VS MEMORY RICK
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Clan Traits:
Build & Appearance: Most DockClan cats are large, muscular mutts—descended from rogues, kittypets, and loners. Scarred, soaked, and strong, their fur is often oily or windblown. Many have dockworker-inspired names and traits (e.g., Rustface, Chainstripe, Netwhisker).
Personality: Though they look intimidating, they're surprisingly welcoming, value loyalty, and are big-hearted guardians of the weaker. They're not above smuggling food to struggling loners or kittypets near the Twolegplace.
Skills: Expert climbers, swimmers, and scrappers. Known for:
Navigating dangerous Twoleg machines without panic.
Ambushing enemies from high cargo stacks.
Fighting in teams with coordinated, brute-force tactics.
Reputation: Other Clans view them as dirty, lawless brutes—"rogues in Clan fur"—but that’s far from the truth. They follow their own set of iron-clad codes based on survival and unity.
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Moon 0 Highlights
I love you Whismykit, Fumblefeather, and Rustface
Here is the clan overview
Shineclover approving of Wispspots is adorable
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messing w/ the lioden wardrobe's randomize feature and out came a baby-and-a-half
edit: forgot the baby spots
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Eberron Murmurs: Mirio and the Blacksmith
   As the human walks through the doorway, he flashes his insignia at the Warforged blacksmith. The blacksmith smirks in response and sets down his work.    “Well, it’s nice to know that someone around here won’t spit in my face” he says, walking toward his new client. As he meets the fellow Cyran soldier from across the room, he looks him up and down. “What’s yer name?”    “Mirio. And to whom do I owe the pleasure of meeting?”    “343-5721,” responds the blacksmith, taking a brief pause at the hyphen. Mirio scoffs.    “No, your name; what do people call you around here?”    “Rustface, scrap heap, market refuse—seems to change every few days or so” 343-5721 shoots, with a wry smile. The veteran before him continues to wear a puzzled face, so the blacksmith goes on. “Never got a name.” Mirio frowns.    “What a shame. Names are a sign of love, you know!”    “Heh, well…guess that explains why I haven’t gotten one then.” Hand on hip, he retains the cynical amusement he seems to have had since Mirio walked in.    “Well, I can’t just go on calling you 343-5271. That’s a mouthful, for one thing, a-and for another, I think a fella like you oughta have a real name!”    “5721,” the blacksmith corrects.    “See, my point exactly: on top of all that, that’s dreadful to remember!”    “Alright then. Humor me, Mirio…what’s my real name, then?” he asks, the smirk not leaving his face.
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Allegiances
Leader: Daystar (she/her)
Deputy:
Wispspots (he/him)
Healer:
Fumblefeather (he/him)
Warriors:
Branchmunch (she/her)
Rustface (he/him)
Kits:
Whimsykit (she/her)
Elders:
Shineclover (she/her)
Whorlrain (she/her)
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