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JINX-KUN RPED BY JADIE || EXTERNAL AFFAIRS TRAINEE A short-furred black tom with dark green eyes. In the brightest sunlight, one can just barely make out faint vantablack tiger-tabby stripes blended into his midnight fur, like ripples in a deep, dark pool. He is a large tom, built with muscular legs and powerful raven-black claws that are so long he cannot fully sheath them. His most notable feature, however, are his piercing green eyes, somehow sharper even than his claws. They are a warning best heeded given that Jinx’s actions are almost always violent and aggressive. He is extremely reactive, addressing blatant insults and slight annoyances (such as trying to be friends with him) with bared fangs and bristled fur. It’s all but clear that Jinx isn’t meant to live with other cats, further cemented by the fact that he is very selfish. He takes what he wants when he wants it without any regard for how it may affect others, be it food, shelter, or just a nice place to lay down. He is also the jealous type who sets others up to fail to balance out their perceived successes. The only exception to his flawed perspective is Pandora, the she-cat who freed Jinx from certain death in a twoleg shelter, and the one who he has pledged to serve even ahead of the League’s formal leadership. He looks to her with devotion that borderlines obsession and never strays far from her side. Hunter Unknown + Single
GHRIAN RPED BY Racer|| DISTRICT Internal The firstborn child, Ghrian was born optimistic and warm. He was natural leader, even as a child. Often taking charge of his siblings while their parents were away. Its hard to not like Ghrian, with his natural charisma and easy going attitude. He has a natural knack for healing, picking up on things even though he hasn't had any formal training to do so, but not just physical wounds. He always seems to know just what words to say, to help others heal. His pelt is bright orange, only broken by a dash of white on is nose and the the shadoded stripes that wind their way around his body. Hunter Heterosexual + single
THORNE-KUN RPED BY Cleaver || EXTERNAL Black and white tom with green eyes and a broken fang. Although deaf in one ear he is pretty great about checking his surroundings. The only reason he was caught was that he was watching over the three younglings he had found (Jinx, Crowley, Willow, Riza) prior to being caught. He helped to keep a lookout for any two legs that may have tried to come in during the escape. Was actually very useful at feeling the surroundings around him therefore saw something that he could be good at. Pandora gave him an offer to join The League along with the younglings he found.
NAME - Aries (AriesHeart) RPED BY - _frog_toast_ || DISTRICT - External Affairs bio - a long haired black cat with burning yellow eyes. she has a fiery personality and would rip your ear off if you even looked at her the wrong way. her twin sister Leo and her are practically inseparable. her real name is AriesHeart but she is well know by just Aries and she would rather just be called Aries. she is an excellent fighter and hunter but lacks patients. she is quite bigger than her sister rank - Hunter sexuality - bi single
NAME Leo (leoStep) RPED BY - _Frog_Toast_ || DISTRICT - External Affairs bio - A short haired she cat with yellow eyes. like her twin sister Aries she has a fiery personality but she has way more patients than her sister. shes not afraid to let a little blood spill defending her sister in-fact sometimes she finds it fun. you will never see the pair separated and if they are that just means trouble. leo is very fast and agile because of her slim and smaller size. hunter pansexual single
Post by Shadowbladeღ on Jul 6, 2021 18:02:42 GMT -5
ALULA-NOVA-KUN RPED BY SHADOWBLADEღ || INTERNAL AFFAIRS A smoky, dark-gray Lykoi she-cat with light-green eyes and white patch on the back of her right ear. Being young when destiny decides to rudely kick down her door of peace is somehow familiar, also the door was unlocked and would've welcomed it presence. Daughter of Uta and Accalia of PI she's the youngest and only one of her siblings to have the miraculously luck of having her father in her life. Her father is another story, most of his kits outside of PI and the one litter that was completely neglected by both parents. So how exactly did she came to be? Funny story, her mother adored the tom that treated her so normally and was fascinated with her unique look, she was an artwork and masterpiece and he gave her the spotlight and feelings of acceptance. Her father on the other hand, the sadistic little manipulator more truly fascinated with thrills of being alive and the unpredictable nature of cats and the wonders of how a cat changes because of a single moment and to see it happen. . . But he likes to be involved because it's lonely on the edges; a shrinking friend circle, an obsession with a lost love - makes you revalue what's closes to you and Accalia his constant, there for it all and if the world should end she very well might still be there by his side. Growing up, her parents naturally always around each other gave her the luck of actually seeing her father, even if he's really only there for her mother. She's just the little excited kit going 'daddy!' and he just slowly paws her to the side or back to her mother like 'who are you, why are you calling me that- oh wait yeah' Perhaps some fertility issues delayed this kit's arrival but she and her sibling are the ones that got through. He only exists in her life by chance but she doesn't realize that or doesn't care, who knows? Perhaps this little devil makes her own faith, maybe if the two she-cats pressure him to act like a dad he might just become one. Her mother, for a PI cat, is actually very sweet, loyal and trusted too easily but she wasn't dumb - pent up anger and creative with any revenge she wanted are just Alula's favorite little bedtime stories. Her father couldn't be any more opposite, unfazed by most things even holds exotic aesthetics of ill yet masterful tastes. Sadistic and savage from his violent upbringing believing in no love of the cold void of a world they live in and reduced to fueling it with in chaos and destruction. She's heard bits of her father's kills, some regardless or whether it was deserved, some just for fun, for the thrill of it. Yet still under all that horror having genuine concern for his select few - not everything is purely out of his own benefit if it mean he can help those close to him as well or keep them safe. Alula believes this is what her mother sees in him as well. By all chances she's still managed to have a calm, loving, stable upbringing among the PI environment of survival for the fittest and she understands the life and death of those around her and her wildcard place among it all. And still such an optimistic little kitten- well anything is possible after all so why let anything stand in the way? She's full of hope and fighting to be the best version of her she can be. She's a kind, considerate, respectful and straightforward she-cat whose rather quite in-tune with emotions and emotionally mature in navigating otherwise difficult situations. She see the good, and the protentional in others and funny enough like her dad in a way she wants to help them transcend for their own benefit. Alula is confident, and rather competitive for without my enemy what would I do? She can't say no to challenge because how else can she push herself to be better and she can't inspire others if she's not trying her best. Alula is surprisingly calm and down-to-earth she-cat with an unshaken level-headedness about her as a polite and steady cat even in conflicts and crisis, she focuses on how others feel and what they want and being as reasonable and realistic as she can in fining the silver lining in everything. Even her appearance and 'attractiveness' to others means little her as she looks just like her mother and she's most beautiful cat she knows. She surrounds herself with the intelligence, cunning, creativity of her parents, the love and kindness of her mother, the callous cruelty and lethality of her father, the cleverness and complexity of her role model and secondary mentor Niamh, the maturity, wildness and protectiveness of a few of her half-siblings - with friends like these who needs enemies? Littermates to ? (Topaz). trainee Pansexual + single
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Post by Shadowbladeღ on Jul 15, 2021 16:13:57 GMT -5
UTA roleplayed by Shadowblade~Moss-sky RPED BY SHADOWBLADEღ || i dunno tbh EXTERNAL AFFAIRS "I can live neither with you, nor without you." His pelt is every much as an enigma as him, from thick to thin markings, from solid contrast to fading soft blends and amber eyes so dark and red, you could swear it rivaled the color of sticky pooling blood that had been spilled and untouched for hours. You are just curiously wandering when you feel a funny feeling and go over to shrub and just as you peak through the vegetation- Boo. It is spoken in the most calmest voice it someone how manages to scare even you as you jump back. This lone kit shows no fear and it is then decided the kit known simply as Uta, would be taken back to join the group known as Primal Instinct. It's a wonder how this mischievous maker got to PI territory, but now that's he's here everyone is stuck with him. He speaks very polity in a gentle kind voice but watch out- because the next moment you will probably fall prey to one of his little pranks. No one could ever guess these harmless pranks were ever more than that- but no one- not even his favorite friends be it Touka or Yomo would see the manipulative, truly sadistic and savage side of him for so long. Despite being about middle-aged he still looks way younger than this, part of it must be good genes, another part must of his been his frequent free travels in DayClan for it's beauty in land and anyone willing to be his muse. One of the closest territories, allowing travelers and inspiration - testing the waters with them constantly, never giving them fully a reason to chase him out but never seeming to go away was another form or entertainment and existing to be a nuisance for others. He lives for creating chaos and destruction, fascinated with thrills of being alive and the unpredictable nature of cats and the wonders of how a cat changes because of a single moment and to see it happen. . . Sadistic and savage from his violent upbringing believing in no love of the cold void of a world they live in reduced to fueling it with in chaos because he's already unfazed by most things, even holding exotic aesthetics of ill yet masterful tastes of high regard so why not keep it interesting? Killing regardless or whether it was deserved, some just for fun - for the thrill of it. Yet still under all that horror having genuine concern for his select few - not everything is purely out of his own benefit if it meant he can help those close to him as well or keep them safe. To bad for his kits that didn't really include them. Most of his offspring come from flings with lack of knowledge of their existence until they seek him out, at least he tells them the handful of names of their would-be step mothers to find or know of their other siblings for their own benefit but otherwise if they've made to adulthood their not his responsibility anymore and leaves apathetic to their existence. Adelaide's litter, originally the only one in PI he might never would've talked at all if it wasn't for the fact he was genuinely concerned Adelaide has no desire to raise them or be attached at all - funny how it's fine for him to be that way and such audacious game-changer when the mother isn't. Tbf Uta couldn't grow an udder and nurse them himself even if he wanted to, but he still absolutely 90% neglected and emotional abandoned them. So how exactly did his newest litter come to be? Funny story, Accalia adored the tom that treated her so normally and he was fascinated with her unique look, she was an artwork and masterpiece, he gave her the spotlight and feelings of acceptance. He on the other hand, madness and all with a shrinking friend circle, an obsession with a lost love and the closes to him Accalia - his constant. There for it all and if the world should end she very well might still be there by his side and it's lonely on the edges. . . She's the last one left, how cruel of life to have him actually care for her, actually scared for her, addicted to her friendship filling the empty void that without her might just make him finally give up. But that fear, that distress, it makes him smile to feel a thrill again, anything again. Naturally always around each other, gave the kits the luck of actually seeing their father, even if he's really only there for their mother. Just excited little furbabies going 'daddy!' and he just slowly paws them to the side or back to their mother like 'who are you, why are you calling me that- oh wait yeah'. He might bring them something shiny or a skull to play with, that's what all the parents bring right? Perhaps some fertility issues delayed the newest kits arrival but they're the ones that got through. He only exists in their life by chance and they don't realize that or don't care, who knows? Maybe if the she-cat and fuzzballs pressure him enough to act like a dad he might just become one. Accalia's pent up anger and creativity with any revenge she wanted and Uta's thrills and 'artworks' are just their favorite little bedtime stories. They're not that bad, they even look like Accalia so maybe all the keeping his distance, keeping all of them safe from his savage group, safe from him and his enemies act was going about it the wrong way this whole time. Still, recently he just can't help but feel despair without Yomo it's just so maddening. And yet, indulging in manipulating in the world's events and hedonistic slaughter to gain a sense of being "alive" - he wouldn't possibly keep doing that around the kits now would he . . . ? Something's gotta change, before something or someone breaks.
Post by ashestoashes on Jul 15, 2021 16:34:17 GMT -5
TARN-KUN RPED BY ASHESTOASHES || EXTERNAL AFFAIRS Son of Ulta and Accalia Tarn is a like grey lykoi tom with dark stormy eyes. Tarn grew up with two parents and his sister, however he truly only saw his mother and sibling as family. Tarn could see from an early age Ulta had no real interest in him so learned to attach himself to his mother. In that matter he was a mommy's boy through and through. Despite the fact his sister looked up to their father Tarn is actually pretty close to Alulla-Nova kun. The tom has a strong will power as well as a good general sense of direction in life. He is a cat all about taking action even if he doesn't necessarily think things through first. Unfortunately he is also a cat of pure emotions allowing them to help decide most of his problems and decisions. Unsurprisingly that has lead the tom to an array of problems but somehow cones out (mostly) unscathed. All he wishes for is to be a better cat than his father was. To be what his mother was like. Perhaps he is heading in that direction anyway but who truly knows? Hunter
ACCALIA RPED BY ASHESTOASHES || INTERNAL AFFAIRS A black lykoi she cat with golden amber eyes that stare into the soul. Accalia was always unusual in more than one way. To start with the obvious she was born a mutant: a cat unlike most. A werewolf...a monstrosity. With very little hair but what hair she does has looks sparse and course, but it is actually surprisingly soft. Second off she is unlike most other Primal Instinct cats in the way she is herself. Kind, loving, brave and not about herself. She did however have a small temper that, when sparked in just the right way would cause her to seek revenge even in the smallest of manners. In these ways others backed away from this foreign cat afraid to catch what she had. For being a freak. As luck would have it there was one cat that looked past it all and saw her for who she was. Uta. He came in seeing the true beauty she was and gave her a chance. Was unafraid of talking to her or be near her. She grew to love him, looking up in awe of who he was. She saw past all of his flaws...mistakes. She didn't care about anything else. He was the first one to show any interest in her and with that she remained a loyal cat to him. Together they had two younglings: Tarn and Alulla-Nova. The she cat loves her family dearly and would kill to protect them. Hunter
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DEMETRIUS-CHAN RPED BY SECRETKIT || PARENTS: UNKNOWN A brown tabby tom with hazel eyes. Reckless, impulsive, often driven by his strong emotions. Often acts before he thinks. Prone to violence when it comes to protecting his family and would rather communicate through claws than words when it comes to the safety of those he cares about. Talkative, he holds a natural rivalry with Nicomedes. Very competitive. Protective over younger cats he takes under his wing. Fiercely protective over things he claims. Natural fighter due to his larger size and likes to wrestle and fight, and more importantly, win. Escaped with his littermates from an old hag and her dark room full of cages in the city, and experiencing a rebirth into the world of fresh air and sunlight that he needs to learn how to adapt to. Youngling
CARLISSA || INTERNAL AFFAIRS RPED BY SECRETKIT A meticulously groomed, slinky, charcoal grey furred she-cat with wide yellow eyes. The better to see you with, my dear. Averaged sized, nimble and quick, she speaks her right mind at the wrong time and is often thought of as garish and overbright when really all she desires to accomplish is the telling of the truth. What point is there in living if you can't be who you truly are and speak what you really mean? Whether it's sticking a figurative thorn into the pelts of those around her or making sassy remarks that border incivility, Carlissa is living her best life as she intends to and there isn't a cat in the world who could make her question that nor change herself. Primal Instinct is a card in her deck she hadn't expected to add, but when the world throws you the unpredictable it is only polite to accept it and turn it into something big, bright, and beautiful. Prepare to be flirted at, with, and around, for boundaries are something Carlissa has yet to learn and only communication and the hard truths she voices but never gets to hear will ever teach her.
Post by achromatic on Jul 20, 2021 19:41:09 GMT -5
EMELINE-CHAN <br> RPED BY ACHROMATIC || PARENTS:UNKNOWN <br> Every monster begins with a heart of hope as soft as silk, a desire to what was right by them that rages like a fire, and the bitter, dry taste of pandora's box, the twisting dark truths, the voices that had spoken in their ears for so long, words they never found the strength to acknowledge, the ones that ask: are you afraid of the question, or are you afraid of the answer? Emeline holds all three things in her hands. She has a heart, as soft as the silken fur of her mother's belly before she was ripped away, set aside to be some experiment for a mad scientist's desire. Often selfless to a fault, she always has a smile on her face and a soft look in her green eyes lest she worried the others, a heart that forgave any wrongdoing against her because she knew deep inside that others truly were good. She has the raging fire, like the flame-point coat she has, that burning need to protect those she has put under her charge, pushing her to be almost too reckless, throwing herself head-first into situations before thinking. She understood the bitter, dry taste of the truth; after all, she was raised in a laboratory, only escaping when Cora, the youngest kit of the ragtag family of theirs was killed by a woman with hard lines on his face. Having to fend for themselves since a kit, she knows exactly what it takes to survive; her eyes turn into the cold eyes of a killer when her family is threatened. So what is the question, and what is the answer? Emeline has always known the answer, what shall she fear? It isn't the monster she fears in the darkness, for they once had hearts like her own, the softness in their lines and a fire in their hearts. No, she does not fear the monsters ahead of her, rather, she fears the thing that's created them that way instead, for something must've stolen the warmth from their chest and the silk from their soul to turn them into this, and if it can happen to others, will it be so easy to happen to her?
She has been fascinated with the rules of life, how she could break and remake and test the limits of this utterly and completely natural, unstoppable thing. Passion mixed with stupidity is often a dangerous thing, and when you throw a dash of obsessiveness and the very definition of insanity in there, well you've got Eris. She's a thinker, but often her thoughts aren't in the right place. A simple brown tabby a little on the smaller side, her accidental charm mixed with a doll-face and an infectious smile makes her difficult to say no too. She's social, but not because she wants to meet friends, but because they are nothing but tools to further her research. Nothing she does is actually successful--no matter how good she got at taking apart and putting back together small animals, they never seemed to come back. She is almost creepily optimistic, a constant "glass-half-full" type of gal, she is always thinking of ways to make things better, make things work, and is constantly coming up with new solutions to her problems that may or may not work. She's adventurous, fearless especially in the things she does, but prefers to not get her paws dirty. She isn't one to do the killing, more the one to keep the body hidden for later research. Besides her strange obsession with the dead and undead alike, she likes to look at the smaller puzzles under life. She likes just observing the things around her, exploring secrets and learning everything she possibly could. She often accidentally finds trouble, but always has a way to worm herself out of it mostly unscathed.
HUNTER lesbian + single
I just physically couldn't help myself </3 also yes she is very inspired by frankenstein
Matrices || Dot Internal Affairs A picture of elegance and class. Picture perfect short sleek ivory fur. Grey and brown tabby markings adding personality to his evening coat. His indigo colored eyes are a trademark that link him to the powerful lineage of Indy. Being the son of the Nemesis he had a reputation to uphold. He became a great actor as he grew up. Learning to be kind to the important ones. He is rude to the lesser ones on the pecking order. Not afraid to speak his mind and having no filter. His mouth can sometimes get him in trouble with the wrong crowd. He grew up believing Micah was his father. He respected and looked up to the tom for guidance. His siblings are Quarel, Indigo, Sonnet, and Doree.
Neotelos || Dot internal Affairs 'Neo-tell-us' it didn't not take long for his name to become a inside joke where any of his siblings would use his name as a play on words as his name sounds like someone asking 'Neo, tell us'. When he attempts to explain or speak there always someone who says "Yes, Neo-tell -us all about ..." His didn't even leave kittenhood before he became sick of that joke. If his name sounds made up then you'd be completely right - it was made up and his name is the combination of 'Neo' and 'telos' literally Greek meaning 'new end'. Well where to being with this mini enigma? For starters, he likes collecting bones. Any kind of bones, for they are the only thing that 'survives' death. Some bones even seem to be too big to be from a bird or any 'normal' kind of prey but he insists everything he finds are just the poor remains left exposed to the harsh elements, re-purposed by him to be visual decor of his nest. His own personal goal is to one day find a cat skull and add on to his collection, probably until someone gets sick of his hoarding and tell him to get rid of it all but he's likely to only listen to the Nemesis. He has a 'tame' obsession with death and could begin a conversation on how death is purifying and invincible, and so on. Not everything he does revolves around the concept of death, he will however, advocate how misunderstood it is and death is nothing to fear, yet even he is not so eager to be 'terminated' either. Death is merely one of many changes, just more permanent and signal no turning back. The ending to one story, can pick off as the beginning of the next. It isn't necessarily so literal either, as it often brings renewal, a time of significant transformation, change and transition. Death is merely a teacher to let go, and to move forward, to break away from harm and go across into the positive frontier. Neotelos is the connoisseur of the inner mind, he has a pretty clear view of how things works and is fascinated with the things he doesn't understand like any type of mental abnormalities as simple as OCD. Neotelos has a knack for picking up on other cats's "auras" and while he doesn't mean to be rude, he can't ignore a sad soul and will places himself in other people's business with the intention to give them the push forward they need, but he isn't enough then he shall leave them to wallow and pull themselves out of despair. Neotelos is selfless, he has a heart, but he keeps it as detached as possible, perhaps influenced by being brought into the world in such a mess of a 'family' considering both parents want nothing to do with any of them and have no intention of actually having to raise them. This 'family' deteriorated before it even had a chance. Neotelos likes to think he's pretty sane and well-rounded compared to other PI cats and the most mature, stoic, neat, and even a little proper. He even occasionally tries to make an effort to make them more . . . 'family-like' but mostly in vain. His relationship with his father is as distance as expected, they never would've talked at all if it wasn't for the fact he was genuinely concerned Adelaide has no desire to raise them or be attached at all - funny how it's fine for him to be that way and such a game-changer when the mother isn't. Perhaps this is all the start of a new beginning? Their talk is small and seem more of acquaintances than father-son. His connection with his mother is much more complex and strained. Neotelos is one of 27cats based on the Tarot cards; his card is Death. His parents are Uta (of PI) and Adelaide (of PI). His littermates are Noose, Equilibrium, Bondage, and Crisis. (written by Shadowblade~Moss~sky) Hunter
Noose || Dot External Affairs While his littermate Neotelos is mature, neat, and proper. Noose is very much so his opposite. He joined his others siblings Equilibruim, Bondage, and Crisis in the mocking of their littermate's name Neotelos. It was actually Noose who started the "Neo-tell-us" joke amongst the littermates. He is a chaotic wild fire that will burn you if you get too close. He very much so suffers from commitment issues similar to his father Uta. While his struggles stay committed to almost every thing in his life he at the same time struggles to let things go after he finally commits. Leaving him to become a victimof his own personal struggles. His connection to his siblings is his dark brown tabby pelt. His connection to his father is his dark rich amber eyes. Hunter
