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SHAE-TYKE }} hollypaw Shae is a tiny black she-cat with pale green eyes. She's always been the smallest of her litter. Fully grown, she is about the size of an apprentice who is nearly done with her training. She is close with her sibling. She is Commander Mars' daughter.
LYRA-TYKE }} xxsunlight Devoted to the Blind Protector and the moral way of life, Lyra has lived by a highly spiritual code of conduct since birth. No one really knows where it came from, but Lyra is regimented with keeping her mind, speech and actions free of impurity. She lives a highly disciplined life, reverent and composed, and spends her free time uttering prayers to the Blind Protector and correcting the behavior of others. She can be a bit overbearing- critical and judgmental of those who live their life 'in sin', but she is undoubtedly good at her work. She has devoted herself to the art of medicine since she began training, and has dreamed of becoming the Chaman to commune with the Blind Protector. Her fur is short, soft, and stark white, which contrasts with her round golden eyes, which are always filled with some wonder of the higher power. She comes from Commander blood, related to the deceased Commander Reisi, which she takes great pride in. Sometimes kind, sometimes critical, Lyra is a devout contradiction, though she does try her hardest to live a worthy life.
Post by Honeystorm on Apr 10, 2019 10:16:51 GMT -5
CADET KAISRA }} Honeystorm Chaos. Anarchy. Complete and utter freedom. For a Regime cat, Kaisra is the one who loves to break all their dearly held rules, perhaps a byproduct of her upbringing by Glowstar and Darkcomplex, both of whom she thought to be her parents until the fateful day that Shule returned from her disappearance at the paws of SunClan's High Priestess, Foxstar. Bright and strong, she is like fire, her voice a roaring flame and her laughter is brilliant and untamed. To her, rules are suggestions, guides meant to be broken when they no longer fit her own desires. Authority is meant to be challenged, and things such as borders mean nothing. That's not to say she'd disloyal. Though hard to faze, she will fight fiercely for her family, for both her sets of parents and their respective homes if asked, even if it would make her a monster to do so. Kaisra bears bright, Egyptian blue eyes, her gaze becoming gilded in the darkness of night. Her appearance, in a way, is a combination of all her parents. Ebony fur, with white vapor curls tracing along the left side of her face and down across her left cheek like a crescent, akin to Shule's coloring. From Sean, she gained her gilded gaze and height, taller than her mother, but not so tall as to bear the hardship of the tunnels like the former Commander. From Glowstar, she gained the shimmering waves of auburn-brown that lace up her legs, and finally, from Darkcomplex, she gained her extraordinarily thick fur. Both sides are hers, and she refuses to discount one for the other. Woe be the cat who would take her family from her. Mercenary Cadet
LARUS-TYKE }} Honeystorm More. More. MORE. Whether it be romances, friends, items, or food, he can never get enough. Everything ought to be his, and he hordes things to him like a Dragon and it's treasure. Unfortunately for him, that day where everything in his sights is his may never come, for he's inherited the disease of his grandmother, Jasmine, making the brown tabby Turkish Angora with a white tailtip sick on a regular basis, and weaker than those around him. Perhaps that's what's contributed to his gluttonous attitude. If he can eat more, he can get bigger and better. If he has more friends, and romances, and things now.... then maybe that will make up for all the time's he's stuck in the Garden, away from the world. In truth, the green eyed tom is terrified. Terrified of death, of being alone, of losing everything he has and wants because of this stupid, stupid sickness. So he keeps it all close while his heart is squirreled away deep within, refusing to let down his walls so that it doesn't hurt so much when he eventually dies. Son of Limavady and Venus. Tyke
LISBET-TYKE }} Honeystorm Behind knowledgeable green eyes and a cute black and white frame with childishly puffy cheeks lies a cat both perfect and imperfect. She is the cat in the know, with every bit of gossip, every answer you could ever want. She is usually blunt, more often then not, honest, and she is the perfect soldier, much like her great aunt Shule, a cat who would never deny an order given to her. At the same time, she is a cat who despises conflict after becoming the de facto mediator of her siblings, trying in vain to settle the disputes they create. Easily irritated by others and their ineptitude, she keeps to herself most often, internally picking out each and every one of their mistakes and judging them for it, though she'd never tell you that to your face. At the same time, however, she does the same to herself, expecting perfection in each and every little thing, often leading to impulsive apologies for things not necessarily her fault. This has also made her an incredibly sensitive cat, one who can't stand for her flaws to be picked apart by the imperfect creatures around her, and, contrary to her usual disposition, she may even start to spread some rumors about those who really go after her shortcomings, the half-truths being lost among her usual honest comments. Humble on her face, but anything but beneath the surface, she is a cat who could stand to be taken down a peg, to realize that everyone is human, with strengths and faults, and that is bad to only focus on the negative. Daughter of Fjord and Venus. Tyke
( Didn't end up using the prewritten bios for Larus/Lisbet, but I did use a lot of the info/personalities from them. <3 )
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Apr 11, 2019 14:33:35 GMT -5
CADET ZAINA }} simplylight Creamy ginger fur covers her stocky little frame from nose to tail-tip and dark reddish-amber eyes adorn her rounded face. Zaina is the twin of Zahira and Zaire is their brother. The three came from an unnamed group and were graciously accepted into the ranks of RR. Dedication to her adopted group is what drives the young she-cat’s paws. She is a dedicated raiser and will defend the young ones until the end of her life. Zaina is a quick learner and loves to adventure and try new tasks. She would rather try something than never know what it felt like. Sometimes this gets her in a bit of trouble, but she always has good intentions. Raiser Cadet
CADET CELIA }} simplylight Celia is a dark brown she-cat with a sweet spirit. She was born with a weak immune system so going outside of the tunnels is nearly impossible for her. However, she relates to some of the other cats in the group who experience the same problems. She is friendly and loving to all who meet her. She is a bit shy when it comes to strangers, but it doesn’t take long for this gentle she-cat to warm up to you. Raiser Cadet
LIAM-TYKE }} simplylight Envy; It torments him from the inside out. Jealousy whips at the whiskers of this brown tabby Turkish Angora. The amber pools that make up his eyes always mask the turmoil that occurs underneath his outward appearances. Liam is the son of Limavady and Venus, but his adopted father (sort of) is Fjord. Coming from such a strong line, the tom finds it difficult to reach his own expectations. He knows that Venus and Fjord love them deeper than words could describe, but the longing to make them and his other honorable family members proud tears at his soul. Liam was one of the few kits in his litter to inherit his grandmother, Jasmine’s, autoimmune disease. That being said, he can not perform like his other, stronger siblings. He can not become a mercenary and fight for his group like some of his brothers. He would never be able to live up to Mars, Reisi, Ren, Largo, Sean, Obelix, or Abiliana’s legacies. They were all skilled mercenaries, scouts, superiors, commanders, etc. Because of that reason, he decided to pursue the path of a guider. As a guider, he could find a cure for their disease. You would think these were selfish reasons to become a guider, but actually, he is most concerned about his sister, Laela. Like mentioned before, a few of his siblings got the autoimmune disease, and she was one of them. Liam is a bit distant from some of his siblings due to his quiet nature, but not Laela. She is the one who encourages him and inspires him to find a cure. His bond with her is stronger than any of his other siblings and he fights for her daily. He has to find a cure for her. Liam is the kind of cat who carries everyone’s burdens. He is sensitive and bears the weight of the world on his shoulders. He also has the tendency to see situations as hopeless and that there is no light at the end of the tunnel. However, he will always fight to dig out a hole and make light, if possible.
LEIKNIR-TYKE }} simplylight This powerful tom is a large and burly black and white tom with the brightest blue eyes many have ever seen. Leiknir is the son of Venus and Fjord and related to almost half of the Regime’s former commanders. What does this mean? It means that he is a diligent, disciplined, and bright cat. It also means that he is a bit too headstrong for his own good and sometimes cocky. Leiknir is that tom that jumps a bit too quickly into battle and dangerous situations. He would fight all of the Regime’s enemies on his own if he could. His booming voice commands attention whether he wants it or not, which most cases he does. This bulky tom is a skilled fighter like his father and ancestors. He is quick, despite his massive size, and is not an opponent you want to face in battle. Training came easily to the mercenary, which again gives him a bit of a big head at times. However, Leiknir is highly regarded due to his loyalty to the Regime. He would never betray the group and is the first to stand up if anyone rises against it.
ROSE-TYKE }} simplylight Favoring her Aunt Venus, Rose is a beautiful long-haired black she-cat with leafy green eyes. Sneaking in and out of her fur are subtle shades of russet, earning her name. Rose is the daughter of Commander Mars and Raiser Momi and sibling to Opal, Zion, Shae, Coriander, Jasmine, and Basil, so she was well loved from the start. Her loving parents and many family members brought out the best of personalities in the young she-cat. She is caring, cunning, and quick to leap to someone's aid. Like every rose, she has a prickly side, but it only scratches those who threaten her group or family. More to come on her as she develops.
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Apr 15, 2019 13:54:02 GMT -5
MEEPO }} simply.light The little things in life are what make it so special, so unique. Those tiny fragments can make or break the whole picture. It is how you choose to live in those little moments that shapes your life for eternity. Cute as a button, Meepo is exactly what you would imagine. He is tiny, full of energy, and absolutely precious. This little tom is easy to underestimate due to his good nature and small frame, but he really does know what he is doing. Meepo has a way of making cats feel at ease even without applying herbs. He has a naturally contagious personality. His only quirk is that he is a bit scattered with his herbs. Sometimes the cheeky tom loses track of what he was doing and leaves herbs in the most random places. You'll know that Meepo has come to visit because there will be a trail of tansy or nettle following him. So maybe keeping a clean station isn't his strong suit? At least he can and will heal you in the most cheerful way possible. As a Guider, he does take his job seriously, but what's wrong with working with a smile? Laughter is the best medicine and he has plenty to spare! Guider
LAELA-TYKE }} GidgetGal The most adorable little thing you ever did see. Small and soft, her long, pure snow-white fur drapes around her like a fluffy cloud. Her fern-green eyes sparkle like emeralds, always warm and playful. The daughter of Venus, sister to Commander Mars, and Fjord, a former Commander himself, she comes from a long line of powerful cats dedicated to the Regime heart and soul. Unfortunately, Laela is bedridden most of the time, having inherited her Grandmother Jasmine’s autoimmune disease rather than a leader's legacy. But while most cats might react to being so weak with frustration or self-pity, Laela has learned from her mother the good that comes from moderation, from temperance. Rather than constantly indulging herself, she takes joy in the little things in life. The smile of a tyke. The contagious and heartfelt joy of laughter. A natural Raiser just like her mother, the highlight of her day comes when she's strong enough to visit Post Kilo and entertain the tykes with various jokes and songs she's learned. Many of her groupmates consider her very childlike in that regard, but what reason does she have to hurry in growing up? Though she has many siblings, she is closest to her brother Liam, who also has the autoimmune disease, and constantly searches for a cure for both of them. He has vowed to protect her, and to this day he has never fallen short on that promise. She constantly encourages him and cheers him on through his hardships, always trying to help him in his quest in any way that she can. But more than anything, she reminds him and the rest of their family to find hope in the smallest of things in life, and that every new morning is worth living.
CADET AQUARIUS }} moonbound A slender, silky brown and white tabby she-cat with mesmerizing blue eyes. Calm and composed, Aquarius is quite the mysterious cat. While Aquarius can always be found with a warm smile, it always seems like there's something off about it. She’s often seen brooding around the tunnels with her brother Taurus. While not as social as her sister Pisces, Aquarius can still hold up a conversation. She doesn’t talk unless spoken to, and really only strikes up conversations with her siblings. When not around the comfort of her brother, Aquarius usually keeps to herself. She enjoys long walks around the Garden and conversations with her sister when Taurus isn’t around. While both she and Aries are scouts, they don’t spend as much time together as they do with the others. Aquarius has a fascination with the outside world and loves to spend as much time hunting as possible. While the siblings never talk about it, Aquarius is the most affected by their mother leaving the Regime. She has a dream to one day see her mother again and try to bring her back home. Scout Cadet
Bio [Min of 5 Sentences please] : A stoic and loyal character, there is nothing that really puts him apart from the other mercenaries or scouts in Renegade Regime. He feels at home in the tunnels, his light colored eyes easily adjusting. Formerly apart of a rogue group Renegade Regime had disbanded, he decided to stay. He felt more comfortable around a group, and taking care of others. His young emotions often get the best of him, sometimes not allowing him to understand or care about the years-long traditions his home held. It took him some time to adjust to these ways, however he grew close to another mercenary while he was training: Antediluvian. The two took to each other extremely well, except they are only the opposite. Captam would rather be laying in the tunnels enjoying it’s cool breeze it brough, when Ante would be training a few feet away. They grew so close that many thought they were brothers, despite their visual differences.
Damon}}Spottedleaffan21 Damon is a handsome light brown tabby tom with stunning green eyes. Before Damon joined Regime, he was nothing more than a street cat. Surviving day by day, accepting hand-outs from two-legs. One two-leg in particular gave him the name Damon. He was named after a greek god known for his trust and loyalty. Living up to his name, he is the most loyal and trustworthy tom any cat would ever meet. After his two-leg friend mysteriously went missing and after weeks of searching for his lost friend, Damon decided to move on and eventually stumbled upon the Regime. He found these cats and their way of life fascinating and therefore, asked to join. Though, he requested his name to stay the same in remembrance of his two-leg friend. Rank: Mercenary
i am leaving soon, hit me up anytime on discord <3
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Post by uniqcrim on Apr 29, 2019 23:08:31 GMT -5
hi yes i totally didn't add this to an old joining thread two weeks ago and am just realizing my errors
LUCIA-tyke }} uniqcrim Born in a litter of 14 kits with their parentage split between two fathers, Lucia is the warm and motherly type. She works so hard to keep everyone safe, healthy, and happy, but will throw her temper when necessary. She always felt a bit overshadowed by having so many siblings but after time learned not to let it bother her. In a way, she realized she has the advantage of anonymity to do what she pleases with her life. Her mother is Raiser Venus, her father Mercenary Fjord. She has a rich lineage and is related to many past commanders of the regime. tyke
'Cause you're a villainous thing / And we can't have you living a lie
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Post by eventide on May 3, 2019 1:12:44 GMT -5
DESDEMONA }} nom_de_plume Tabby streaked and mud splattered, Desdemona, or Desi, is a familiar face in the Regime's tunnels. Her aqua eyes don't miss much, and what they do miss she makes up for with her other senses, honed during her many vigorous training sessions. Having been born out of the Regime, she feels like she is honor-bound to pay back the Regime their kindness in taking her in by being the best scout she can be. She takes this to mean training until her vision gets spotty, hunting in the cold, rain, and searing heat without reprieve, and generally just being a body for the Commander to order around. She lives for her group-mates, and her loyalty cannot be questioned. Considered uptight or snooty by some of her group-mates due to this unyielding loyalty and firm adherence to the rules, Desi has some trouble making friends. Instead, she fosters strong professional relationships between herself and her superiors, finding the work they assign her fulfilling in her task to pay back the Regime its kindness. Despite what it may seem, Desdemona genuinely does enjoy the responsibilities of a scout - she loves to feel the air on her fur when she's hunting on the surface and the cool, damp earth under her paws when she's patroling the tunnels. She has a special place in her heart for the tykes and makes a point to frequent Post Kilo in order to ensure that they are well-provisioned and safe. This workload she's put on herself isn't sustainable, however, and even as a cadet she was already spending a lot of time in the Garden being treated for work and stress related injuries. This didn't deter her, though it should have. She feels that she's expendable - if she makes a positive impact on the Regime during her time there, then she's paid back her dues in full. She isn't as outwardly religious as some of her group-mates, but she does have a quiet, very personal relationship with the Blind Protector, praying to him late at night or far from the tunnels where no one will overhear. She doesn't feel like she's one of his flock, as an outsider, but takes solace in the calming presence she can sometimes feel in the breeze during a prayer. Her life is not her own - this she vowed as a tyke newly joined. Her life belongs to the Regime, and she would be happy to lay it down if that's what it takes. Rank : Scout Cadet
'Cause you're a villainous thing / And we can't have you living a lie
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Post by eventide on May 3, 2019 22:32:12 GMT -5
CADET ELYRIA }} nom_de_plume Elyria is a she-cat without guile or animosity, pure of heart and mind. She is almost fawn-like in appearance, her soft golden pelt dappled with white spots down her back and her tail tipped with cream. Her soft green eyes light up with a smile more frequently than not, as she is always able to find a reason to be glad of something. Elyria knew from tyke-hood that the path of guider was for her. The ability to cure with the grace of the Blind Protector and the strength of the earth spoke to her in a way the other options did no. Small in build and weak, she was not cut out for any other choice and happily makes her home in the Garden amidst the scents of herbs and healing poultices. She enjoys quiet walks through the tunnels and on the surface, but makes a special effort to go to the prison as often as she can. There, she ministers to their wounds - self-inflicted or otherwise - and ensures they are as at peace as they can be. She disapproves of the prison in general, believing that all cats have a right to be free. This is her naivety speaking, however. Her youth and sheltered life in the Garden protect her from many of the harsh realities in the world, and after seeing this many cats go out of their way to help ensure she isn't made cynical or jaded by hard truths. Her voice is soft and melodious, so this, coupled with her love of storytelling, has earned her a spot in Post Kilo sharing old myths with the tykes there. Her love for her groupmates is boundless, but it doesn't just stop there. Elyria believes that all cats are innately good and deserve a chance to live their best life, so she will heal any wounded cat that comes to her, regardless of personal belief. Rank : Guider Cadet
