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Hi, I'm Berry. I'm the Nemesis of Primal Instinct, Moonclan's Medium, a member of Dayclan's Immortal Council and a Janus of Sunclan. I'm a 24 year old autistic lesbian from California. I love all things space and sky. My favorite color is pink and my favorite holidays are Valentines and Halloween. I love idols and idol shows, and I'm mostly into Cinderella Girls and Love Live these days. Honoka and Mari are my best girls. When I'm not rping, I'm crocheting, gaming or messing around in GIMP. I'm very sarcastic and the self appointed most chaotic mod. Sometimes I have a hard time reading the mood of a chat, tend to go off the rails, focus entirely on one thing and talk about it endlessly. I absolutely love my characters, especially Funk, so please message me if you want to plot. Extras Adoptables: Funk's Relatives Cat Icons: MADE HERE Plot Sheet: LINK HERE Old Character Thread: LINK HERE My Carrd: LINK HERE My Site: LINK HERE My Twitter: @toyamakasumis My Skype: specialbargainsale My Discord: toyamabukis#2568 Switch Friend Code: sw-5228-2992-5208
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♥ Abaddon [♀] Moon Warrior : OPEN [Bi] : The ♥ Asterwish [♀] Day Kit : OPEN [Bi] : The doppelganger Berry [♀] Kittypet : Honey : The self-insert ♥ Brilliance [♀] Renegade Spy : OPEN [Lesbian] : The dream ♥ Burningchicken [♂] Sun Apprentice : ♂ : OPEN [Bi] : The rebel Cocoawoods [♀] Winter Warrior : OPEN [Bi] : The ♥ Contaminatecrown [♀] Sun Apprentice : OPEN [Bi] : The hypochondriac ♥ Designerdarling [♀] Night Warrior : OPEN [Bi] : The make up ♛ Funk [♂] PI Nemesis : Glowstar + Foxstar : The genius Goldenphantom [♀] Day Immortal Council : Fia Cendrillon : The mask Ivoryzenith [♂] Spring Warrior : Silverscepter : The pawn Jackson : Deity : ? : Sun God : The legion Lorelei Manina [♀] PI Hunter : Vulcan : The hunger Moonlitnocturne [♂] Sun Janus : Jetclaw : The lost + Pitter Patter [♀] PI Youngling : OPEN [Bi] : The ♥ Pourtheteasis [♀] PI Youngling : OPEN [Bi] : The Shiningday [♂] Day Kit : OPEN [Gay] : The Skyjourney [♀] Summer Kit : OPEN [Bi] : The + Tentaclecove [♂] Swift Warrior : OPEN [Bi] : The ♥ Waspcrush [♀] Night Warrior : OPEN [Bi] : The stinger ♛ ♥ Yuki-Oona [♀] Moon Acolyte : OPEN [Lesbian] : The wisp + Lorelei x Vulcan kit [?] Swift : OPEN : The
Hi, I'm Berry. I'm the Nemesis of Primal Instinct, Moonclan's Medium, a member of Dayclan's Immortal Council and a Janus of Sunclan. I'm a 24 year old autistic lesbian from California. I love all things space and sky. My favorite color is pink and my favorite holidays are Valentines and Halloween. I love idols and idol shows, and I'm mostly into Cinderella Girls and Love Live these days. Honoka and Mari are my best girls. When I'm not rping, I'm crocheting, gaming or messing around in GIMP. I'm very sarcastic and the self appointed most chaotic mod. Sometimes I have a hard time reading the mood of a chat, tend to go off the rails, focus entirely on one thing and talk about it endlessly. I absolutely love my characters, especially Funk, so please message me if you want to plot.
If you want to know more about my fandoms, check out my carrd HERE
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Extras Adoptables: Funk's Relatives Cat Icons: MADE HERE Plot Sheet: LINK HERE Old Character Thread: LINK HERE My Site: LINK HERE My Twitter: @toyamakasumis My Skype: specialbargainsale My Discord: toyamabukis#2568 Switch Friend Code: sw-5228-2992-5208
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♥ Abaddon [♀] Moon Warrior : OPEN [Bi] : The ♥ Asterwish [♀] Day Kit : OPEN [Bi] : The Berry [♀] Kittypet : Honey ♥ Brilliance [♀] Renegade Spy : OPEN (Lesbian) ♥ Burningchicken : Sun Apprentice : ♂ : OPEN (Bi, prefers toms) Cocoawoods : Winter Warrior : ♀ : OPEN (Bi) ♥ Contaminatecrown : Sun Apprentice : ♀ : OPEN (Bi) ♥ Designerdarling : Night Warrior : ♀ : OPEN (Bi) ♛ Funk : PI Nemesis : Glowstar + Foxstar Goldenphantom : Day Immortal Council : ♀ : Fia Cendrillon Ivoryzenith : Spring Warrior : ♂ : Silverscepter Jackson : Deity : ? : Sun God Lorelei Manina : PI Hunter : ♀ : Vulcan Moonlitnocturne : Sun Janus : ♂ : Jetclaw + Pitter Patter : PI Youngling : ♀ : OPEN (Bi) ♥ Pourtheteasis : PI Youngling : ♀ : OPEN (Bi) Shiningday : Day Kit : ♂ : OPEN (Gay) Skyjourney : Summer Kit : ♀ : OPEN (Bi) + Tentaclecove : Swift Warrior : ♂ : OPEN (Bi) ♥ Waspcrush : Night Warrior : ♀ : OPEN (Bi) ♛ ♥ Yuki-Oona : Moon Acolyte : ♀ : OPEN (Lesbian) + Lorelei x Vulcan kit : Swift : ? : OPEN
Hi, I'm Berry. I'm the Nemesis of Primal Instinct, Moonclan's Medium, a member of Dayclan's Immortal Council and a Janus of Sunclan. I'm a 24 year old autistic lesbian from California. I love all things space and sky. My favorite color is pink and my favorite holidays are Valentines and Halloween. I love idols and idol shows, and I'm mostly into Cinderella Girls and Love Live these days. Honoka and Mari are my best girls. When I'm not rping, I'm crocheting, gaming or messing around in GIMP. I'm very sarcastic and the self appointed most chaotic mod. Sometimes I have a hard time reading the mood of a chat, tend to go off the rails, focus entirely on one thing and talk about it endlessly. I absolutely love my characters, especially Funk, so please message me if you want to plot. Extras Adoptables: Funk's Relatives Cat Icons: MADE HERE Plot Sheet: LINK HERE Old Character Thread: LINK HERE My Carrd: LINK HERE My Site: LINK HERE My Twitter: @toyamakasumis My Skype: specialbargainsale My Discord: toyamabukis#2568 Switch Friend Code: sw-5228-2992-5208
☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆ MY CATS ⋆. :ﾟ･*⋆ :. ﾟ･:*.⋆* ⠀:ﾟ･*⋆:ﾟ･*⋆ ☾ + - to be added || ♛ - staff position || ♥ - open to romance
♥ Abaddon [♀] Moon Warrior : OPEN [Bi] : The ♥ Asterwish [♀] Day Kit : OPEN [Bi] : The doppelganger Berry [♀] Kittypet : Honey : The self-insert ♥ Brilliance [♀] Renegade Spy : OPEN [Lesbian] : The dream ♥ Burningchicken [♂] Sun Apprentice : ♂ : OPEN [Bi] : The rebel Cocoawoods [♀] Winter Warrior : OPEN [Bi] : The ♥ Contaminatecrown [♀] Sun Apprentice : OPEN [Bi] : The hypochondriac ♥ Designerdarling [♀] Night Warrior : OPEN [Bi] : The make up ♛ Funk [♂] PI Nemesis : Glowstar + Foxstar : The genius Goldenphantom [♀] Day Immortal Council : Fia Cendrillon : The mask Ivoryzenith [♂] Spring Warrior : Silverscepter : The pawn Jackson : Deity : ? : Sun God : The legion Lorelei Manina [♀] PI Hunter : Vulcan : The hunger Moonlitnocturne [♂] Sun Janus : Jetclaw : The lost + Pitter Patter [♀] PI Youngling : OPEN [Bi] : The ♥ Pourtheteasis [♀] PI Youngling : OPEN [Bi] : The Shiningday [♂] Day Kit : OPEN [Gay] : The Skyjourney [♀] Summer Kit : OPEN [Bi] : The + Tentaclecove [♂] Swift Warrior : OPEN [Bi] : The ♥ Waspcrush [♀] Night Warrior : OPEN [Bi] : The stinger ♛ ♥ Yuki-Oona [♀] Moon Acolyte : OPEN [Lesbian] : The wisp + Lorelei x Vulcan kit [?] Swift : OPEN : The
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❝ HI, I'M BERRY ❞ i'm the Nemesis of Primal Instinct, Moonclan's Medium, and a member of Dayclan's Immortal Council. I'm a 24 year old autistic lesbian from California. I love all things space and sky. My favorite color is pink and my favorite holidays are Valentines and Halloween. I love idols and idol shows, and I'm mostly into Cinderella Girls and Love Live these days. Honoka and Mari are my best girls. When I'm not rping, I'm crocheting, gaming or messing around in GIMP. I'm very sarcastic and the self appointed most chaotic mod. Sometimes I have a hard time reading the mood of a chat, tend to go off the rails, focus entirely on one thing and talk about it endlessly. I absolutely love my characters, especially Funk, so please message me if you want to plot.
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Character Basics Name | Gender | Clan + Rank | Mate/Crush ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ! - related to Deal by blood $ - related to Funk by blood * - Eerie by blood = - Eerie by association (non blood) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -all characters are open to most plots, including cross clan. please dm me with any ideas ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chibi Lineart by Binasproutt Goldenphantom Lineart by Sailorr ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ hi all. my name is erin, but call me berry. and this is my character thread. i have a lot so blame honey and faith for that. i love about any sort of roleplay, so don't be afraid to hit me up with any idea you have. my cats never have enough mates or kits, so i'm always looking to make more litters. or link me your own, cause i'll probably take one xD i also manage the classic gaming discord. feel free to send me a message asking to join. also let me give you vocaloid recommendations )
Cat Time Abaddon | ♀ | Moon Bishop | OPEN = Anemoneshade | ♀ | Sun Warrior | Bloodyrondo, OPEN Auroraknight | ♀ | Day Kit | OPEN $ Beastsrefrain | ♂ | Swift Warrior | Indigopastels Blackthornfate | ♀ | Winter Warrior | Smokesignal Bluereflection | | Winter Kit | OPEN Bloodshot | ♂ | Loner | OPEN Cinderwolf | ♀ | Spring Kit | OPEN * Deathreign | ♂ | Winter Kit | idk Eternalbeauty | ♀ | Sun Kit | Handsomeking, OPEN Evangeline | ♀ | Primal Kit | OPEN * Flickeringvixen | ♀ | Day Kit | OPEN $ Funk | Nonbinary | Primal Nemesis | Glowstar + Foxbane = Goldenphantom | ♀ | Day Leader | Fia Cendrillon Heavenlyarctic | ♀ | Winter Kit | OPEN * Huntleigh | ♂ | Regime Apprentice | OPEN * Liondynasty | ♂ | Day Warrior | OPEN * Lorelei Manina | ♀ | Primal Warrior | Vulcan = Luca | ♂ | Regime Apprentice | OPEN Maggotmeat | ♂ | Winter Apprentice | OPEN Molemound | ♂ | Summer Kit | OPEN ! Odddream | ♀ | Fall Kit | OPEN $ Peppermintkiss | ♂ | Sun Kit | OPEN Pineapplebreeze | ♀ | Swift Warrior | Swiftriver? = Princecharming | ♀ | Day Warrior | cleaver cat * Ravenisland | ♀ | Winter Apprentice | OPEN * Romulus Fauna | ♂ | Sun Warrior | OPEN $= Seeinggreen | ♂ | Day Kit | OPEN Smolderingcomet | ♂ | Day Warrior | OPEN Sunnysmiles | ♀ | Sun Warrior | Nightfury, OPEN ! * Surfchaser | ♂ | Day Apprentice | OPEN Thunderpurr | ♀ | Winter Warrior | OPEN Undeadecho | ♂ | Moon Warrior | OPEN Vantanoir | ♂ | Moon Kit | OPEN Venti | ♂ | Primal Warrior | OPEN
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Post by strawberrycupid on Jun 14, 2019 19:59:35 GMT -5
❝ FUNK E'TAN ❞ -- THE GENIUS PRONOUNS — he/him + they/them HOME — Primal Instinct Nemesis GENDER — Nonbinary
CURRENT AGE — 45 moons MATE — dating Glowstar (faith) SEXUALITY — Pansexual
PLOTS? + give him more kits. i wanna hit 13 litters and i'm at 11 + you're an aspiring medicine cat or one who's just lost their passion, but luckily you run into funk, who's complete obsession with medicine is infectious even though you know he could kill you and not care + let him see an open and honest relationship so he can reflect on it
BIO : “There's a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line.” - Oscar Levant
You all know him. You all love him. You can't live without him. The mad doctor with a silver tongue and words laced with poison. The Cheshire cat who smiles with more teeth than joy and who's morbid curiosity will always lead him back no matter how many times he's killed. Addiction and chaos blend together, creating the black as night roast that is Funk E'tan. The base is surprisingly light and short, an auburn brown color like brown sugar and just as sweet to the taste with no scars to rough it up. Black rosettes like roses and stripes like blades of grass grow from this ground, swirling together along his slender frame. Topped with a muzzle as white as whipped cream. he is shockingly slim for a Primal Instinct cat, much less a Nemesis. But he stares at the world through light celadon eyes, the very windows to his soul appearing to be sick. It's a contagious virus he's spread over to countless victims and the like over the last few years. What the Nemesis lacks in physical prowess, he makes up for in cunning and strategy. Born a kittypet, he left that life out of boredom and joined a clan, but also ended up leaving that life by repaying their kindness and teachings with a mass poisoning of the food supply. Empathy has always been a stranger to him, divorcing the thought even more as he traveled anywhere he could; making medicine and giving it to anyone he could get to drink it with a little sugar. At first, he tested his theories on himself, ingesting anything he could get his paws on. But his immune system quickly caught on and now he can only get the same high if he watches someone go through it. To call him magnetic would be an understatement, all things good and evil are drawn to him. He fulfills his wish of maintaining the greenhouse at the cost of becoming Shaman. His kits thrive as other Nemeses die, leaving him to pick up the pieces. A crown was placed on his head as the corpse of his mate hung above his throne. Perhaps the reason they let him keep the position is because he keeps picking himself up after every blow, truly the embodiment of the ideals of Primal Instinct. A bright and hard working leader who takes no one seriously, who relishes in the pain of others, who will use and abuse anyone in his way until he just throws them away like scrap and could watch the world burn with no qualms. No one needs to know the desperation in drowning his emotions in any few inches of water he can find, the compulsive need to be in any position of power he can get, the constant lying and betrayal just to get no one to trust him and ridicule those that do, the throwing of his heart around just waiting for it to break again and to laugh it off. The karmic line between love and pain, genius and insanity, has blurred in his eyes, shaky and runny as they melt together. Constantly on the quest for knowledge, he'll continue to throw everything together without care. It's only a matter of time before it blows up in his face, but maybe that's what he's waiting for.
❝ OTHER INFO❞ PARENTS - unknown kittypets SIBLINGS - Disco (honey), Jazz (|moon), Ballad, Reprise (paige) and Hymn (syzygy) KITS - LINK HERE CHARACTER PAGE - LINK PAGE + POST UPDATED - 2/1/20
❝ BRILLIANCE ❞ -- THE DREAM PRONOUNS — she/her HOME — Renegade Regime Spy GENDER — Female
CURRENT AGE — 20 moons MATE — SINGLE SEXUALITY — Lesbian
PLOTS? + sun god help me get this girl a rival to lover + a real honest defeat, whether in combat or otherwise. give her a new goal to strive for +another clan member to come and try to convince her to move again
BIO : Ah hello. Working again? You can call it work but I genuinely enjoy it. This isn't my district? True, but it's important to be well rounded. Would you like to hear a story? Thank you, I don't normally get to talk to others like this. On one of these reconnaissance, I found a group of twolegs, sitting around another group. The second group jumped and screamed like cats. It was fascinating. They had a surprisingly cooperative kittypet. Granted, showing your claws help, as you know. Anyway, he told me they were called actors. These actors act out stories for the other twolegs. Like how when you tell a story, you use your body language to express it. But it was much more than that. It was coordinated, and straightforward. I didn't understand what they said, but I found myself entranced by their performance. Hmm. Study their movements so we can turn them into attacks? That's a good idea, though wasn't my first thought. At the end of the day, one of the actors stood in the center and yelled something before sticking something into the ground. The kittypet said they were in position zero. I understand it means that the person was the center. The main star of the performance. They were proud, but they also seemed lonely. It's a familiar feeling. I work hard, fight hard, do everything I can for my dream. And when I reach that one, I stride for the next higher one. I wonder if the twolegs think the same. I'll keep aiming for my own position zero, my own brilliance. Well, it looks like everything is well. Would you like to take a break? I'm starving. Don't take your eyes off me, I'll claim the center. The top. I'll go farther and higher than any other cat before me. For that is brilliance. Brilliance. Position Zero. … Hey, don't laugh! Haha.
❝ OTHER INFO❞ PARENTS - Unknown / Adopted by Mother E'tani SIBLINGS - Unknown KITS - None CHARACTER PAGE - LINK PAGE + POST UPDATED - 2/1/20
❝ GOLDENPHANTOM ❞ -- THE MASK PRONOUNS — she/her HOME — Dayclan Immortal Council GENDER — Female
CURRENT AGE — 21 moons MATE — Fia Cendrillon (honey) SEXUALITY — Lesbian
PLOTS? + more meaningful connections please. she needs friends. + angst. she needs an enemy. one that just really hates frogs + break the mask?? BREAK THE MASK??!!
BIO : A mask. It's to disguise, to hide, to blind myself from the future. I have eyes in the back of my head, I can only look back. To the dark. To hell. To harsh words burned into my mind, blood running down my gold and white coat, and no one meeting my sunny gaze. To them, it's heaven and I was simply unsuited for it. I'd be rejected at the gate, so I ran and ran and ran until I came here. Warmth. Light. Home. That's what this place is to me. It's quirky, beautiful and we have our problems, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I don't want it any other way. I wish time would stop. I want to live in this moment forever, here with you and everyone else. It'll never happen, but I can't look to the future. Compared to the past, the future is much darker. Not even that place can compare. Infinite possibilities. It can be good or bad. Everything can go wrong so easily, you can be hurt so easily. The present is consistent, things are well. I don't want anyone to feel that pain, I want to protect them with all my might. I want them to be happy. If a cage of bones like me can give comfort to someone, that would make me so happy. So I'll adopt this mask. ??. Is it the most truthful part of me? I can't say. To everyone, I'm kind, motherly, happy, funny, everything that was wrong with me before is now being praised. A mask can be part of you, you know? Look, I hear this huge white splotch on my face reminds cats of one. This mask is mine, i'll hide my wincing expression behind it. My pain will be like my name, a phantom. Invisible. Gone. You shouldn't worry about me though. I'm pretty tough. You ought to be focusing on yourself, no? It's fine, I'll continue to be perfect, perform my role excellently, all for you, for Dayclan. For everyone I love, so look the other way when I mess up, okay? Will the day come where I can rip off this mask? I don't know, but don't leave my side until it can, okay.
❝ OTHER INFO❞ PARENTS - Houdini (blankslate) x Unknown Mother SIBLINGS - Mochi, Stitch, Lillith, Ferret, Huxley and Cricket KITS - None CHARACTER PAGE - LINK PAGE + POST UPDATED - 2/1/20
❝ YUKI-OONA ❞ -- THE WISP PRONOUNS — she/her HOME — Moonclan Acolyte GENDER — Female
CURRENT AGE — 26 moons STATUS — Single SEXUALITY — Lesbian
PLOTS? - a loved one of yours has died recently and you hear rumors about a cat that can communicate with the dead. you desperately seek her out but she's not quite what you thought - you're a winterclan cat and see spectreslight, the one who killed your prophet, on summerclan territory. you decide to give her a piece of your mind - you one day decide to truly try and get spectreslight to open up to you. if you're a she-cat, it's easier than you thought. if you're a tom, it's like talking to a wall
BIO : Do you suppose we see ghosts because we want to? We hear things in garbled static because we're listening for them? Like when someone says they hear mishear lyrics in a song and now you can only hear that misheard lyric? We suspect a presence the most when we are frightened and alone and scared, and jump at the slightest noise. The will o the wisp is a mirage to makes travelers believe they see a lantern. Yuki is like a wisp, a ghost. She appears exactly when you don't, or sometimes do, expect her to. In the darkest light, she shines. When all seemed doomed, she appeared. Her footsteps are soft and her presence is blinding. Like the spitting image of an old flame, she is white like a sheet with bright blue eyes like starved embers. Where this ghost came from, no one is quite sure. Her past is a mystery, one no one in Moonclan cares to pry into. Just that she was known by a different name at one point, but asking about it will only get you the cold shoulder. With those eyes so big and bright like a child's but with a gaze that cuts like a knife, it’s hard to keep her gaze. Her words are just as sharp and concise, making quick work of commands before going off somewhere else. Some would describe her brilliant, how easily she slipped into place and fit in so easily. How it seems like she was always there, hidden in plain sight. How she knows every part of the territory, every rock and fallen tree and nest, like she's haunted the grounds for eons before the cats inhabited it. Others call her awful. With the way she talks like she's constantly annoyed and rude, or how she spends most of her time laying about, or that she leaves the fighting to those around her. Like they're just pawns in her game. A bizarre chessmaster, Spectreslight shows no signs on leaving any time soon, and it's unclear if Moonclan will be better or worse for it.
❝ OTHER INFO❞ PARENTS - Unknown SIBLINGS - Unknown KITS - None CHARACTER PAGE - LINK PAGE + POST UPDATED - 2/1/20
❝ WASPCRUSH ❞ -- THE STINGER PRONOUNS — she/her HOME — Nightclan Warrior GENDER — Female
CURRENT AGE — 38 moons MATE — OPEN SEXUALITY — Bi
PLOTS? - i really want a love angle with her at the center of it. give her cats that fall for her. she's very sweet. - someone who really wants to help her not be so bitter. it'd be fun to rp her so catty - any family drama she can get in on. she'd be very torn on what to do.
BIO : I was once told a joke where god made the wasp. It's a brilliant creation, I think. They have a sleek design, decorated just like a bee, and they don't die after they sting you once. But the joke ended with an angel asking god just what was the purpose of the wasp. And god would confidently tell the angel "They have no purpose." but isn't that sad? To just be made and thrown into the world with no sense of purpose. In a sense, it's freeing. If you have no purpose, no one expects anything from you. But I wouldn't be satisfied with a life like that. Bees are extremely useful; they pollinate flowers, they make honey, they're a food resource for things like badgers and bears. So what do wasps do? I can't say, I was just named after them after joining here. Though the idea of being a wasp in a bees hive feels accurate. Everyone around here is so much different than the other cats I've ran with before. On one paw, they are surprisingly welcoming despite the whole family thing. On the other, it's just not enough. They're not wasps, they're bees. We run on two different wavelengths. I don't think a wasp can ever live contently with a bee. Oh, don't get any dumb ideas! I'm not some spy or gonna give info away, that's not my way. This place has earned my trust for now, and I don't do anything halfway. Especially love. If a wasp falls in love with a bee, it'll probably get killed. That's all love does anyway. So why do I keep chasing after it? I'd do anything for those I love, so why do I keep getting thrown away? Why am I never enough for you? Why does everyone stare at me like that, like I'm an outsider. Stop looking at me like a wasp, it just makes me want to die. Maybe this was a mistake. Huh, why are you looking at me like that? Is that how you look at your clanmates? Ugh, never mind. Go back to pitying me, it feels better than that. Least with pity, it doesn't hurt as bad when you inevitably take it away from me. Anyway, I'm gonna go pollinate. Be seeing you.
❝ OTHER INFO❞ PARENTS - Unknown Loners SIBLINGS - Unknown KITS - None CHARACTER PAGE - LINK PAGE + POST UPDATED - 2/1/20
❝ BURNINGCHICKEN ❞ -- THE REBEL PRONOUNS — he/him HOME — Sunclan Apprentice GENDER — Male
CURRENT AGE — 11 moons STATUS — Single SEXUALITY — Bi
PLOTS? -he makes a friend who really gets him but encourages him to do things he doesn't want to. mainly forgive his mom. burning is at a crossroads and doesn't know what to do -he blows up at a sensitive person and now has to fix the relationship -a once friend now threatens to reveal all his hiding places if he doesn't do what they say
BIO : Would you stop calling me that? I'll tear your throat out if you-- I mean, I get it, it's something your twolegs used to eat, but I hardly like being compared to something like that. Besides, that's kinda rude, especially to a leader's kid. I know you're new and all, but what does that attitude even get you? Just your mom telling you to control your anger or else you'll blow your cover like me. What? It's nothing, there's nothing to blow. I'm just a runaway from my mother Foxstar's tyrannical reign. Nothing more, nothing less. But why the name? Ugh, I wish I knew. All my siblings names actually sound somewhat normal, then there's me. Burning. Chicken. It's always said with a tinge of spite, like it's being spat out cause you can't stand the taste... Yes, I heard these things were delicious but that doesn't change anything you moro-- ..... dummy. I'm brave for running away? Heh, sure a former kittypet says that to me. But you're right, I'll always be the reckless one, the only to charge headfirst into any danger. Some call it stupidity, but I can't see life without it. If I look like her, than that means every orange tabby looks like her. What was life like there? It was fine, but you grow up feeling like a glorified pawn. It's like being a cog in the machine, though an important cog. But you're still just a cog. A soldier to your commander, an airman to your sergeant, a pawn to your king. I know at the end of the road, there's a promotion waiting for me. She'd better watch out, cause I'm sprinting full force towards it and no one is going to stop me.
❝ OTHER INFO❞ PARENTS - Foxstar (honey) x Riverwolf (simply) SIBLINGS - Leaguerat (simply), Castawayking (honey), Renegadenaivety (spiderheart), Tinymutiny (racer), Festeringfruit (cleaver) and Insanityqueen (dreamrain) KITS - None CHARACTER PAGE - LINK PAGE + POST UPDATED - 2/1/20
❝ LORELEI MANINA ❞ -- THE HUNGER PRONOUNS — she/her HOME — Primal Instinct Punishment Hunter GENDER — Female
CURRENT AGE — 24 moons MATE — single, looking for flings SEXUALITY — Bi
PLOTS? -she meets someone who is exactly like her. they click and create chaos -she has a disagreement with someone over something moral -she kisses way too many people and has to explain it to senescence
BIO : The horn that signals the end or the beginning, depending on which side you're on. Cloaked in a pelt that intertwines the deep black of hatred and the blooming red of blood wraps her frame, Small strips of white humanity peaking out on her back and legs. Standing tall and lean, she stares at the world through one Emerald green eye that flashes copper and a void black that bleeds red. ripped away from her mother at birth, she miraculously survived along with her two siblings despite the constant abuse thrown at them from their captors. Lorelei always had a mouth on her, and her tongue was threatened to be ripped from her mouth on numerous occasions. Finally, her and her brother managed to escape, leaving their sister behind cause they couldn't get to her in time. After managing to survive on their own, the two separated, and she traveled on her own for a few moons before being saved from a badger by Senescence. Lorelei would never forget that display, a wondrous dance of gore and shadow. It touched her in a way nothing had for a very long time, and she quickly attached herself to the blood and shadow she-cat. Given the name Lorelei Manina, for her attitude and song, she was brought to the League where she quickly flowered. A warlike siren, she sings a deadly tune. Constantly looking for trouble and always finding it, she plays with fire and loves getting burned. She can lure anyone in with playful words and addictive personality, but like a siren she'll only lead you to destruction. Any feelings for anyone are brief and fleeting, it won't be long until she gets bored and finds someone new to play with. The cycle will repeat, and the performance will begin again. Just be sure to close your ears before or else you'll find yourself next.
❝ OTHER INFO❞ PARENTS - Ahava and a random tom, Senescence is her grandma SIBLINGS - Fia Cendrillon (honeystorm) and Alvah Faris | Agamede KITS - None CHARACTER PAGE - LINK PAGE + POST UPDATED - 2/1/20
❝ DESIGNERDARLING ❞ -- THE MAKE-UP PRONOUNS — she/her HOME — Nightclan Warrior GENDER — Female
CURRENT AGE — 28 moons STATUS — single SEXUALITY — Bi
PLOTS? -you've had a hard lot in life and it only feels worse when designer begins to spread gossip about you. when you go to confront her, it doesn't pan out like you thought -tw: abuse -- someone is abusing you and no one believes you. then you find a shocking friend in designerdarling -unknowingly stirs the pot too much and gets into drama she didn't expect
BIO : She has the long auburn fur of an outsider, with dark amber eyes to match. A trail of black rides along her spine, from the tip of her tail to her forehead, like darkness trying to crawl out of her. She tries to exile it, with anything she can manage. But she can't. The past haunts her, she doesn't talk about it. Not where she or her siblings came from, just that they're here and here to stay. In actuality, Darling finally found it in herself to run, as far and as fast as she could. They say she's brave, she says she's lucky and to leave her alone. Another day there could have lead to her death, but now she doesn't know what to do with her newfound lease on life. She was ready to die, by their claws, but she didn't. So now she's stuck doing what she always did, hiding behind the perfect mask. Of a new hunter who does whatever she can for Winterclan even though she tires out and gets sick easily. Of a soft spoken and gentle cat even though she talks behind everyone's back to everyone else. A fine she-cat when she is anything but. Anything that can damage her reputation is overly corrected or destroyed, just for her own piece of mind. Despite that, she is deceptive and rebellious, and often finds herself going back to exactly what she hates. Wondering if she has become the shadow of the one that nearly killed her, she'll go forward and take advantage of anyone she can, spreading the same sadness she endured cause she doesn't know how to deal with it. The irony is not lost on her, just the fact that she keeps taking in that darkness she wants to expel.
❝ OTHER INFO❞ PARENTS - Unknown SIBLINGS - Unknown KITS - None CHARACTER PAGE - LINK PAGE + POST UPDATED - 2/1/20
❝ MOONLITNOCTURNE ❞ -- THE LOST PRONOUNS — he/him HOME— Sunclan Janus GENDER — Male
CURRENT AGE — 26 moons STATUS — Jetclaw one day SEXUALITY — Bi
PLOTS? -someone please play with his vampire side. i never get to rp it -he has all the reasons to stay in Sunclan, give him more to leave -i want him to kill again
BIO : They said he had potential. He had the drive, the skills, whatever he needed to do whatever he wanted. He was going places. Smart enough, strong enough, cunning enough. Enough to make any parent proud. Endless praise pours from the mouths to the firstborn, after all. Behind bright blue eyes like shards of ice, a charming smile and a lilting voice that sings sweet songs, and his long flowing cream fur and adorably short stature was... no one really knew. He's unreadable, a book with no words no matter how much lemon juice you pour on it or flames lit under his feet. There is no way to tell if anything was there, but what became clear as he got older was something else. His ambition, his dream. Struggling with any direction in life, he went for the easiest, which was the brutalist. The sky was not the limit and he wanted to jump up higher and faster than anyone else before him. If that meant using those sweet words to get others to work for him, or claws like knives for threatening, he was willing to do it. There is no care in his eyes, care for anyone but himself and his desires. He has all the pieces to make something great of himself, and he knows it. But he'd rather throw all those off the table and make his own picture rather than listen to anyone else's rules or vapid praise.
❝ OTHER INFO❞ PARENTS - Funk (berry) x Vibrance (paige) SIBLINGS - Bloodyrondo / Vampmyers (jadie), Sorrowfularia / Skullpture, Ruinedportrait / Bootiful (paige), Innocentlament / Skellingbee, Mudthistle / Ghouliet (gidget.joy) KITS - None CHARACTER PAGE - LINK PAGE + POST UPDATED - 2/1/20
❝ CONTAMINATECROWN ❞ -- THE HYPOCHONDRIAC PRONOUNS — she/her HOME — Sunclan Apprentice GENDER — Female
CURRENT AGE — 6 moons STATUS — Single SEXUALITY — Bi
PLOTS? - she's now blind and needs someone to teach her how to walk around - someone kiss the ground she walks on - lots of pampering man, pamper her
BIO: There is nothing as humiliating yet as empowering as being sick. For as much as you are miserable and suffering, you are also doted on day in and day out to where you barely have to lift a finger. When it's only for a week, you can get used to the pampering and the sick leave. But when it lasts month after month, it can quickly become smothering. The desire to just do things on your own will surely overtake you, most likely to your caretaker's fear and even annoyance. When you lay in bed for days on end, unable to stop the seemingly never-ending cycle of pain and nausea, you wonder how anyone could enjoy this. Contaminatecrown can never say she truly enjoys her circumstances, but some part in her can't help but find the positives in it. Born the runt to Foxbane and Funk E'tan, she was small enough to be deprived of milk from her already malnourished mother. Her health issues were already bad, but this only accelerated them. She tends to get sick at the drop of a hat, and will double over in pain or coughing fits just as randomly. She'll scratch patches of her beautiful charcoal bengal pelt out and any cuts she gets tend to take forever to heal. She's skinny like her mother and her limbs are gangly and awkward. She stares ahead blankly with bright amber eyes. Despite it all, Contaminatecrown cannot help but accept any and all help she gets. Even with things others have no business helping her with or those that she can actually do. She's incredibly persistent and plays the sick card as often as she can. A natural manipulator, she thrives off the pity others give her and tends to keep them close until they get tired of her. But she tends to get rid of them before they do her. She's overly bratty and demanding, a spoiled princess inside and out. Her words and presence travel fast, contaminating all they come in touch with. While she is one to turn her sickness into a crown, she has no intention of letting it go anytime.
❝ OTHER INFO❞ PARENTS - Funk (berry) and Foxbane (honeystorm) SIBLINGS - Funkson (honey), Doctoredheart (phantom), Feeblepotion (ian), Witheringgenius (paige), Discordantmelody (jadie), Thirdwheel (racer) and Preachingpup KITS - None CHARACTER PAGE - LINK PAGE + POST UPDATED - 12/14/19
CURRENT AGE — > 1 moon STATUS — single SEXUALITY — blank
PLOTS? - - -
Biography; When Aster was born, a lone cold star in the sky fell. This was their second chance at life. But when they opened their eyes, everything was completely different yet the same. Compared to the cold of their land from before, this one burst with flowers and warmth. Instead of wandering away from everyone, they couldn't help but hang close now. A once light coat now dyed a dark blue-grey, and it's even longer than it was before. Her eyes are the only thing somewhat similar, now a light green compared to his once blue. But if you asked Aster, she would know none the wiser of the star she carries with her. Stuck to her family and her nest like glue, she is a homebody through and through. Even rousing her from her nest is hard. While her sharp tongue and unflinching attitude are in the past, that doesn't stop the thoughts from bubbling in her mind. She always looks at you like she knows something you don't want her to know. Normally quiet, she only raises her voice when needed and thrives in pacificism and contentment for little. Not quite perfect though, she's a notorious flake and tends to conveniently forget duties. She doesn't work very hard and has little motivation to do anything. While her loyalty mostly lies with her family, she's not afraid to flip sides if it means her survival. She's a firm believer in Starclan, and never wavers in that. Maybe she sleeps so much so she can see the loved ones she left behind.
❝ OTHER INFO❞ PARENTS - Funk (berry) x Lakeveil (honey) SIBLINGS - Spring (honey), Solar (jet), and Kerr (ian) KITS - None CHARACTER PAGE - LINK PAGE + POST UPDATED - 12/14/19
CURRENT AGE — blank years STATUS — single / taken etc SEXUALITY — blank
PLOTS? - - - Bio: Pronounced poor-th-tee-sys. Like a warm cup of tea, you might want to drink her down. I’d advise being careful, this one will have some bite to it. The daughter of Funk E’tan and Tiikeri, she has the trademark rosettes he passes down. But her’s have been distorted and mixed into a marble pattern, light brown like cinnamon coating her white pelt. They collect more on her tail and her eyes are a bright blue like the sky above. And that’s always been Por’s goal. To reach for the sky, to fly. Highly adventurous and curious, she’s always poking her head into anything and dreaming of fantastical adventures. She’s naturally upbeat and happy, not one for gossip or drama. Naturally straightforward and blunt, she says what she thinks when she thinks it. Her natural appetite for trouble is only exceeded by how easily jealous she gets and how much she loves to take revenge. Having no problem making other’s lives hell, she’s the perfect mix of her heritages. But karma is never one to let her get away with her misgivings.
❝ OTHER INFO❞ PARENTS - TEXT SIBLINGS - TEXT KITS - TEXT CHARACTER PAGE - LINK PAGE + POST UPDATED - DATE
CURRENT AGE — blank years STATUS — Silverscepter (stark.raving.mad) SEXUALITY — blank
PLOTS? - - -
Bio: "i only wish i had such eyes... to be able to see nobody" The white king stands tall at the end of his chessboard. And there’s no reason for him not to. He is the most important piece on the board, the one that cannot be captured at any cost. The one the pawns fall to protect. But even with every life falling in front of him, Ivoryzenith knows he can not protect any of them. Even in the face of certain defeat, he is always saved by the same person. If you asked him how he got so lucky with such a beautiful queen, he wouldn’t be able to tell you. He’s still in awe of her every single day. Still chases after her every day, even though he is so far behind. Ivory makes up for it as much as he can. He can’t help but be protective of his other royal cast members and sometimes treat them like children. Sometimes his overwhelming kindness gets in the way, it leads to him being easily taken advantage of. His overly serious nature gets him a few laughs, when everyone’s metaphors and speakings go over his head. But not Silverscepter’s. Everything about her enchants him. He can only hope to one day be able to stand next to her on his own laurels, own abilities. Adorned with short white fur and amber eyes like gold, he continued to stand proud. Ready to be moved at her will.
❝ OTHER INFO❞ PARENTS - Unknown SIBLINGS - Unknown KITS - Chantillylace, Silkskull, Frostinelake, Claretrose, Blackink, Gossamermasque (skelly) and Diamonddiadem CHARACTER PAGE - LINK PAGE + POST UPDATED - DATE
CURRENT AGE — blank years STATUS — single / taken etc SEXUALITY — blank
PLOTS? - - -
Bio: Abaddon - Noun with two definitions. It’s described as both a place of destruction and an angel of the abyss. Specifically called the king of an army of locusts. A fitting name for the monster’s sister. One that can stand on equal footing with him. She doesn’t need an introduction, walking so tall and strong that it makes heads turn. Her thick pelt is black as the bottomless pit she’s named after, splashes of white light reaching down through her chest, paws and spots on her nose. Her eyes seem to shine with whatever color she commands of them, normally sitting on a light gold. It doesn’t seem plausible she could, but Abaddon can make you believe she can control anything. From cats, to the world around her, to a horde of locusts, she’s the kind to make you believe in the impossible. Power naturally flocks to her and she craves it, a fitting relationship until her brother became the leader of Moonclan. For now, she can only pull at his strings, which she finds fun in it’s own right. It can’t be clear if she’s scheming some sort of coup or similar, she can barely be read. Expressionless and curt most of the time, she prefers to cut conversations and social interactions short. Not that she really needs to listen to what you have to say, she has an almost inhuman way of guessing what you’ll say. Having learned how to read even the most minute movements, Abby finds the day to day conversation boring yet doesn’t mind playing mind games every now and again. When by herself, she tends to attract insects to her. And soon she’ll have them jumping through hoops for her. So who knows what she will accomplish next.
❝ OTHER INFO❞ PARENTS - TEXT SIBLINGS - TEXT KITS - TEXT CHARACTER PAGE - LINK PAGE + POST UPDATED - DATE
always puts others above herself to the point of self sacrifice
hates being alone
fears change and others leaving her to where she'll hold them back
touch starved
Loves frogs and singing
large with long fur, strong enough to throw cats with a little momentum
tries to help everyone with their problems
holds a quiet wisdom
tends to blame herself when things go wrong
history: Brought to Primal Instinct by her father Houdini, Phantom-kun struggled to fit in from day 1. Naturally well dispositioned and kind, she doesn't have a mean bone in her body. Trying to make her more violent didn't work, and she was quickly changed to a punching bag. Picked on and friendless, she realizes she has no future in the League and leaves. After travelling for several days, she comes upon Dayclan with a broken leg and skinny enough to see her ribs. Found by Kasdeya, she's brought in. After being nursed back to health, Phantom-kun becomes Goldenpaw, quickly becoming extremely attached to her new family. But one day, Kasdeya and her go out on a patrol only for her to inadvertently get Kasdeya killed by a rabid fox. After dragging Kasdeya's body back to camp, she's found by glowstar, who brings her to the Moon Creek and asks if she wants to take Kas' place on Immortal Council. She agrees, but is haunted by the memories of the attack. She has trouble sleeping for several weeks. During that time, she becomes attached to a tom named Pythoncrush and better friends with her fellow council member Fia Cendrillon. Her feelings for Python fall off despite her wanting to set roots and they bloom for Fia. They get close to where Fia proposes to Golden, who happily accepts. The next day, she comes with a litter of kits for them to raise. Golden couldn't turn them away, though she is unaware of where fia got them.
bio: A mask. It's to disguise, to hide, to blind myself from the future. I have eyes in the back of my head, I can only look back. To the dark. To hell. To harsh words burned into my mind, blood running down my gold and white coat, and no one meeting my sunny gaze. To them, it's heaven and I was simply unsuited for it. I'd be rejected at the gate, so I ran and ran and ran until I came here. Warmth. Light. Home. That's what this place is to me. It's quirky, beautiful and we have our problems, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I don't want it any other way. I wish time would stop. I want to live in this moment forever, here with you and everyone else. It'll never happen, but I can't look to the future. Compared to the past, the future is much darker. Not even that place can compare. Infinite possibilities. It can be good or bad. Everything can go wrong so easily, you can be hurt so easily. The present is consistent, things are well. I don't want anyone to feel that pain, I want to protect them with all my might. I want them to be happy. If a cage of bones like me can give comfort to someone, that would make me so happy. So I'll adopt this mask. ??. Is it the most truthful part of me? I can't say. To everyone, I'm kind, motherly, happy, funny, everything that was wrong with me before is now being praised. A mask can be part of you, you know? Look, I hear this huge white splotch on my face reminds cats of one. This mask is mine, I'll hide my wincing expression behind it. My pain will be like my name, a phantom. Invisible. Gone. You shouldn't worry about me though. I'm pretty tough. You ought to be focusing on yourself, no? It's fine, I'll continue to be perfect, perform my role excellently, all for you, for Dayclan. For everyone I love, so look the other way when I mess up, okay? Will the day come where I can rip off this mask? I don't know, but don't leave my side until it can, okay.
Fun Facts
plots - i gotta work it out with the rpers. but i think she needs 1 on 1 time with each of her kits.
where do they feel the most at home? with fia
one skill no one realizes they have? Her strength. She's so seen as the reasonable one compared to Fia, it's surprises them when she suplexes someone
one flaw they don't know they have? She tends to disregard people's feelings because she thinks she has their best in mind without asking them
nervous Habit / quirk: Laughs Nervously
alignment: lawful neutral
dreams: to protect dayclan
fears: foxes, change
hobbies: playing in the rain with frogs and cooking theme song: Behind the mask from persona 5
inspiration: Nana Daiba from Revue Starlight Haru Okumura from Persona 5
she loves to come up with stories and riddles for kits
has a signature "heh heh" laugh
mixes herbs with prey to make them taste better
has frequent nightmares
distrusting of outsiders despite her normal friendliness
Uses a lot of big words to impress others even if she doesn't understand their meaning
Fantastic memory
Tends to get dragged around by her siblings
Introverted but puts on an extroverted mask
Can easily tell when someone is upset
Loves all her adorers equally
Hates the idea of stringing others along
Scared of Ghosts
Has others' best interests at heart
has an appreciation for death
history: One of the litter blended with Autumngossamer's to be adopted by Goldenphantom and Fia Cendrillon, Princecharming has no idea about her true heritage, and embraces the others as her real siblings.
bio: In the distance, don't you hear it? The pounding hooves of a horse? The distant screams of "yah"? Until they come over the horizon, and you finally see them. One that you've been waiting for as long as you can remember. And now, he's finally here to save you, your Prince Charming. With one flick of the wrist with his sword, he has slain your oppressor. In a single graceful action, he has swept you off your feet. And as he leans in to kiss you, you probably never wondered what was going on behind those soulful eyes, the perfectly tousled hair, the brilliant smile. Because there's no way there could be any darkness. Not with your Prince Charming. Princecharming appears exactly like what she was named after. Flowing cream colored fur and light brown eyes you could lose yourself in. On the taller side, there is not a single chip in her armor. She truly lives up to her namesake, always with a flowery word on her tongue and a true desire to make you fall for her in her heart. It's no wonder she has quite a few admirers, for she always puts her all into her persona. The perfect prince, even ignoring the festering anxiety and questions of self worth that lay underneath. There's no reason to look at it. Cause she will deny it to the very end. Cause she is Princecharming.
Fun Facts
plots -she needs to connect with her sun siblings more -on her journeys, she met swiftpaw and is harboring some feelings for her. but tries to get over them so she can stay loyal to her fans
where do they feel the most at home? Flower Fields
one skill no one realizes they have? Her attention to detail. Not only will she remember every one of her fans, she'll remember certain things they like to make each of their gifts from her unique.
one flaw they don't know they have? that her constant flirting and speeches can be considered annoying
nervous Habit / quirk: voice goes up an octave
alignment: neutral good
dreams: to make all her fans happy
fears: rejection, enclosed spaces
hobbies: making flower crowns and writing poetry
theme song: romeo by honeyworks
inspiration: Kaoru Seta from Bang Dream yuu kashima from gekkan shoujo nozaki kun
gets flustered if called a nickname
musically talented.
Has a photographic memory
Pacifist and does not like to fight
Doesn't realize that wanderingwight and Senescence or Luecisticcrow and Lucistic are the same person
Surfchaser ♥ clan: Dayclan ♥ rank: Kit ♥ gender: Male ♥ sexuality: bisexual ♥ mate/crush: none ♥ aliases: none ♥ parents: Deal x Foxbane ♥ siblings: Magnoliacut, Tornflight, Devilstrength, Flashhorizon, Whirlpoolhavoc, Smashdaisy, Divebomb, Fogstain, Dizzyclimb, Waterfallplunge ♥ kits: none ♥ adoption thread: link ♥ open thread: link
Bio
skeptical . loner . people savvy . anarchist . hard worker . grumpy
Primary Motivation: unknown
cynical given a body. pretty much assumes everything will go badly if it can
lone wolf baby. if he can go it alone, he will
was born without his back right leg
raised by the ot3, he pretty much assumes he's being lied to all the time. and appropriately lies back
can and will use people for his own gain
self conscious about his missing leg. overworks himself to compensate for it
responds to everything with aggression and violence
screws the rules. doesn't wanna be held down by anything even if it makes him more frustrating for everyone around him. anarchist.
at least he's generally fun and wouldn't go out of his way to hurt people.
history: born to foxbane, he was born in sunclan and stayed there with his siblings for 2 moons before moving to dayclan. When confronted with his supposed father, funk e'tan, he is immediately doubtful. and being raised by the ot3 only heightens his suspicions and makes him skeptical of everything around him.
bio: Right off the bat, something didn't feel right. A sort of uneasiness that haunts Surfchaser every waking moment of his life. Maybe some part of his subconscious was aware of the rich and twisted blood flowing in his veins. One of the Foxbane kits brought to Dayclan, he was always a bit too skeptical. A bit too untrusting to really consider Funk E'tan his father. Compared to the Nemesis, his pelt broke into sharp choppy waves of black on a stormy grey base. White like seafoam licks along the top of his legs and his belly, only to twist back into the waves of his long fur. Deep green eyes are adjourned in his skull, turbulent like the seas he was named after. It's not supposedly complete, as he was born without his back right leg. Not that Surfcatcher has ever let it slow him down or let people look down on him for it. Surfcatcher tends to paw the line between reasonably cynic and just downright depressed. His words are sharper than his claws, and that's the way he likes it. More of a lone wolf, his angry temperament and blatant disregard for the rules quickly chase off anyone wanting to get close to him. Even as he tries to keep it under control, he rarely apologizes for his actions. Though really cause he doesn't know how to. Raised by the Chaotic 3, he's no stranger to how to get people to do what he wants, and wastes no sympathy on others. As the waves crash against the short again and again, there holds certainty that Surfchaser will chip away against the shore till he gets the answers he wants.
Fun Facts
plots -none
where do they feel the most at home?: text
one skill no one realizes they have?: text
one flaw they don't know they have?: text
nervous habit / quirk: unsheathing and sheathing his claws
alignment: true neutral
dreams: find his actual dad
fears: liars, eagles
hobbies: chasing surfs and listening to elder stories
theme song: text
inspiration: chimerastar rped by cleaver foxbane rped by honey
despite the name, he is an awful swimmer and needs to be monitored whenever he is by water
a boy with no filter. offends unintentionally but never seems to learn his lesson
Italian. talks with his whole body. does not say mama mia
borders on obsessively clean and grooms himself or his scraggly looking siblings often
pulls a funk and flirts when he is bored. he does tend to care more for those he is flirting with than funk at least
makes decisions based on his emotions rather than logic
kinda clumsy, gets surprised easily
sensitive to what others say about him
get depressed when things don't go his way but will perk up quickly
wouldn't stab you in the back cause he'd feel too guilty about it
history: text
bio: A tiny ginger and cream tom, with narrowed, pale blue eyes. Initial meetings with him give the impression he's rather shallow, a bit too preppy and too caring for his appearance. He'll even stop in the middle of his sentence to groom a hair back into place before continuing. Unsurprisingly to his name, he is the king of 'giving them the smolder', even though it rarely works and it tends to get him laughed at. Which Smolderingcomet is not a fan of, and will try whatever he can to repair his social standing with people. He has a bold, daring personality, and holds very little back when it comes to social interaction. His lack of a filter is astounding, as he can rarely go a week without making someone mad at him unintentionally. Hugely charismatic, he is expressive when he communicates, often talking with his whole body. It adds to his charm. He is very flirtatious and will hit on anyone, whether it's an attempt to get his own way or if he’s just that bored. But he is quick to care for the people he hits on. He makes his decisions purely based on his emotions and rarely applies logic to them. Often makes impulsive, emotionally-fueled decisions that usually end up backfiring in his face; it’s at times like these that he calls upon his charisma and social wit to help keep him out of trouble, which works roughly fifty percent of half the time. This process is often fondly referred to as ‘crashing and burning’ or ‘the Smolderingcomet Cycle’ by his family.
Fun Facts
plots -he'll be captured by new pravus nocte and be forced to serve his siblings one day. -he'll have a fling with lovepaw (pao) one day
sometimes enjoys getting under people's skins and then acting like the bigger person
not ashamed of his softer acts, they are fairly rare though
loves prey animals and says his little starclan blessing whenever he has to kill one
likes to talk before getting violent
his voice is so soft, he has to yell to be heard
intimidating both on accident and on purpose
sour than sweet type. takes him a bit to warm up
bio: He's the one you avoid, the one you steer clear of if you know what's good for you. With a name like Skullcapsmoke, he almost can't blame them. It screams trouble, and so does he. He's monstrously tall, rippling muscles under a long coat of amber fur, like a championship cloak always on him. Wisps of white dance along the fibers, letting gold seep out like tabby marks. A couple of places are shadowed in a dusty grey, like the back of his ears and the bridge of his nose. Periwinkle blue eyes barely move, perpetually stuck in a way that makes him look mad. He was born from two healers but seemingly destined to fight. He knowingly walked down this path, learning how to push people's buttons just so he'd have the opportunity to fight them. He is aggressive in his beliefs but has a soft voice in saying them. Having to shout all the time doesn't help curb his reputation. Skullcapsmoke will talk out his issues with others before getting violent, but sometimes that talking out is only a few sentences. There's an art in intimidating others, a love even. But you can catch him replanting flowers or making sure bunnies or a deer's mom returns for them. He holds no shame in his softer acts, which only seems to sharpen the blade he keeps hidden in his mouth more.
jack of all trades, but not particularly skilled in any one area
desperate for attention and to stand out where he'll take unnecessary risks
a crybaby, takes like nothing to get the waterworks going
knows who he is and what he wants, even though it's bad
gets attached to people easily and becomes obsessive if they try to leave him
addicted to bad romance and relationships
pretty much lacks a presence so he forces himself into places
natural troublemaker. but tends to get caught up in his brother's schemes rather than making his own
probably the most likely to rat him and his siblings out. only cause he wants to be punished
greedy
history: he was born to lorelei manina before being taken to swiftclan with his brothers to be with their ghost dad. a little before their promotion to apprentices, the four lied about their age to get to go on the apprentice exchange. Romulus, now under the guise of Fawnpaw, went to Fallclan.
bio: An anomaly. Nothing about him makes sense. From his pelt that looks more like a canvas with black and orange paint thrown on it, to his multicolor eyes that flash copper in the light. It only gets weirder when you see there's 4 of him. Well, not necessarily. One of the quadruplets from Lorelei Manina and Vulcan's union, he was brought to Swift with his brothers to be with his father. While he could never understand why they were dropped off, he doesn't question it much. Especially since his mother comes around often enough for him. With his brothers Casimir, Lorien, and Carnage, they quickly became troublemakers, always blaming the other for any form of mischief. Romulus himself is the most straightforward of the group, rarely struggling with things like identity and pride and taking his emotions in stride. He takes things as they come, letting any praise or condescension roll off his back. On the surface, he is remarkably average. Just the right amount of mischief and remorse, work and play, laid back and serious. It's almost remarkable. Peeling the layers back reveal he's a glutton for punishment, always getting strung along by someone not good for him. But he doesn't appear to mind, more reveling in the pain and the heartbreak. And even when he's discarded, he'll come back. To where it's easy to say he's obsessed with the bad romance. Like a roach, he keeps coming back. Cause it's never enough.
Fun Facts
plots -he's stuck in sunclan and with spell as his mentor, he's getting beat up like everyday. i'm considering if he starts missing dovegarden
where do they feel the most at home? right behind you o.o
one skill no one realizes they have? he's a real good tracker... wonder why
one flaw they don't know they have? he doesn't need to keep putting himself at risk for people to like him
nervous habit / quirk: scratches himself
alignment: True Neutral
dreams: find true love
fears: abandonment
hobbies: carving wood and chasing monsters
theme song: Ruru's Suicide show on a livestream by Shinsei Kamattechan Princess♂ by TOPHAMHAT-KYO
inspiration: doestar rped by fox hajime hinata / izuru kamakura from danganronpa roro-chan (tw for suicide)
like an eighth demon and half ghost
thanks to the calico pelt, he's mistaken for a girl a lot. he doesn't mind
infertile
fond of keeping treasures that remind him of his flings. while not a full kleptomaniac, he can get there.
insanely jealous. yandere enough to kill one of his suitor's lovers if he hasn't found someone new
believes his delusions and hallucinations are the sun god speaking to him
overly haughty that the sg has chosen to speak to him
basically expressionless. tends to move oddly and speak extravagantly to compensate
keeps his distance emotionally from people. is not afraid to kill if the sg deigns it.
goes off on his own whims and tends to resist others trying to guide him
falls into depression a lot
mom and dad's boy. they're one of the few he will listen to
goes on tangents a lot. tends to sound like a youth pastor trying to be hip
gets lost in his own world, and comes up with his own answers to things even if they contradict the facts
history: born to mapledawn and stridesplash in sunclan
bio: If those that are most blessed get to hear god's voice, then Duskfable would quickly state that he is the most blessed. Not that it's clear just from looking at him. A rare male torbie, he is also afflicted by most of the things that set back others. His bones break too easily, he's completely infertile and can never have children, and appears to have some sort of developmental problem. While surrounded by his loving parents Mapledawn and Stridesplash, and his siblings, there was little they could do to actually treat his condition. Stomach covered in white fur like a second degree burn and dark brown tabby stripes highlighting his ribs, he is a sight to behold. And he stares back, through dark amber eyes that barely move. Nothing appears to phase him, and he can skip through life like he's in the eye of a hurricane. Mostly, he'll run off and do whatever his whims tell him too. And they are pretty important ones. Cause to him, it's the voice of the Sun God speaking directly to him. And since few else can claim he has spoken directly to him, it makes Duskfable believe that he is blessed further than anyone else. He chooses to ignore the other things, like how his words don't come out how he wants them to, or the way his limbs will choose to not work the way he wants. Cause the physical is temporary, and the reality he creates for himself is eternal.
Fun Facts
plots -none
where do they feel the most at home?: with his family
one skill no one realizes they have?: he's pretty creative in ideas for spreading the word
one flaw they don't know they have?: that the sun god is not speaking to him
nervous habit / quirk: cracking his neck
alignment: Chaotic good
dreams: to serve the sun god
fears: selene, losing his connection with sg
hobbies: make fairy circles and dissect animals
theme song: apple the pagan's son by ghost
inspiration: Daniel from camp camp
Has klinefelter syndrome, but i am cherry picking certain things from it. is infertile / has weak bones / not very good coordination
has no clue he's sick
either considers his superiors unworthy or attaches to them like glue
stupidly naive. sees the world through rose colored glasses
believes the best in everyone
born leader, but can be a too extreme with her orders or ideas
very extroverted, loves talking to people and being part of a group
has humble dreams of finding true love and serving sunclan
good relationship with her dad Ocherflame
awful judge of character. would probably trust someone that has killed to not kill again
gullible because of it. gets taken advantage of.
Little ray of sunshine
history: text
bio: Seeing the world through rose-colored glasses, you forget they're even on your face. Even when reality creeps in your peripheral, it's easy to ignore until those glasses shatter. Anemoneshade never figured they would, and why would they? She's a bombshell through and through. Long and soft fur covers her hourglass figure, a mix of pure white like the flower she was named after and light lilac that pops against it. Coupled with two jewels like tiger's eyes for eyes and she turns heads no matter where she goes. Not that she minds. She exemplifies her Eye zodiac too well. Extroverted and driven in all she does, Anemoneshade doesn't let anything slow or stop her from getting what she wants. There are no tricks or secrecy with her, she makes it clear what she wants and how she thinks of you. She'll get right to the heart of an issue and pulls no punches while doing so. A born leader, it's easy to fall in step behind her. Anemoneshade loves any sort of attention she gets, tending to bask in it or prod them to give her more but never chasing after it. She can be considered a bit too domineering though, pushing the buttons of those around her too hard to where she'll hurt someone. Anemoneshade is also extremely naive, believing the best in everyone and that nothing could go wrong as long as you work on it. Her judge of character is awful and it leads to her getting fooled quite often. At least her dad Ocherflame is always willing to pull her out of trouble and lightly chastise her. But the glasses are starting to crack, it'll only be a matter of time before they break.
Fun Facts
plots -bloody is gonna break her heart
where do they feel the most at home?: text
one skill no one realizes they have?: text
one flaw they don't know they have?: text
nervous habit / quirk: bites lower lip
alignment: Lawful Good
dreams: To support sunclan as a good mate and with kits
fears: betrayal, pain
hobbies: swimming and picking berries
theme song: heart of a marionette by yukari hasimoto // sung by Akiko Hasegawa as Miki Hoshii
inspiration: heart of a marionette me! me! me! by teddyloid Anemone Heart (love live song)
always out helping someone or the clan, has a hard time sitting still
the kind that would starve herself to make sure others are fed
has a hard time facing problems on her own / without guidance
somewhat of a crowd pleaser. doesn't have much of an identity outside of helping others
tries to keep her family together with mild success
momma's girl and daddy's girl
doesn't tend to go against the flow
tends to stress out about other's problems more than her own
bio: Happy. Adjective. Feeling or showing pleasure or contentment. With a name like Sunnysmiles, it's easy to see how she could be happy. But at the same time, how she isn't. Her pelt is like a ray of sunshine itself, blazing orange with blinding white markings. Golden amber eyes like jewels connect her to the world, to her family. One of the first daughters of Littlestar and Skipstep, she's the peacemaker in her family. While everyone goes off in their own directions, Sunnysmiles sits in the center, trying to draw everyone back together. And she does a good job. She's got an infectious smile, a laugh you could listen to for hours. Everything she says is positive and uplifting, to where a lot of cats come to her for help. Or to just get their ears tickled. Sunnysmiles doesn't mind either way, just happy by helping others. She can barely sit still, always running around and doing something for someone else. It will get to the point where she completely forgets about herself, and while Sunnysmiles says she doesn't mind, it's clear that she will starve herself as long as someone else gets to eat. Any stress or grief she feels is handled by focusing on other's. While the definition of a little ball of sunshine, when faced alone she doesn't know what to say about herself. As her identity involves others, she sticks to crowds and hates being alone. But, when the sun sets, a deep part of her wonders if she'll be left alone.
♥ clan: sunclan ♥ rank: kit ♥ gender: female ♥ sexuality: bisexual ♥ mate/crush: handsomeking ♥ aliases: none ♥ parents: text ♥ siblings: sweetdream and dancingpixie ♥ kits: none ♥ adoption thread: none ♥ open thread: text
Bio
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bio: Known as the #1 beauty in SunClan, she is arrogant and selfish, believing that no she-cat is better than her. Despite all her scheming behind the scenes, she comes off as pious and humble. She develops a crush on Handsomeking as a kit, and is willing to do anything to be by his side as his wife. The appearance of Dancingpixie makes her insecure and jealous, only getting worse as Handsomeking Begins to show affection towards her. She seeks to get rid of Dancingpixie on many occasions, setting her up for failure while making herself seem more favorable in his eyes. Eternalbeauty loves incorporating shiny gems and glitter into her body paint,and weaving flowers into her fur silky white fur. The gray markings might as well have been painted by the Sun God himself, perfectly placed to accentuate her gentle curves, and bring out the intricate details of her soft blue gaze.
Extremely icy and guarded till he gets to know you
Even with that, tends to get deceived a lot
Has like a calming presence
Not very conniving, prefers to talk things out
Beats himself up over every little mistake he makes
Has like no self confidence
Insomniac.
Cannot settle down cause of his guilt and fear of inadequacy
history: the name of the clan that Neurus was born in is unclear, though he speaks about it a lot. It's clear Neurus isn't his birth name and his clan held many traditions and were overall, an accepting and kind group. But one day, they found the one Neurus calls the devil, and let him in. While at the time, Neurus was aiming to be Medicine Cat Apprentice, he mysteriously dropped out to allow the devil to become it instead. While he trained to become a warrior, it was clear there was something more sinister going on behind the curtain. Even with the short fur, his scars from the experimentation are shallow and healed well. And he wasn't the only one. The Devil had numerous playthings, and shortly after Neurus became a warrior, he found the devil poisoning the food supply. To rid the very clan that brought him in. Overcome with fear, Neurus ran away, leaving his clan to die. The devil called himself Cardinalflight, but he had no way of knowing it was Funk E'tan until later. While he wandered, he could never settle down. Always carrying that weight and being unable to let it go until he met Leviathan. None of this is revealed to his new clanmates in Moonclan.
bio: Oh Nereus, Oh Nereus, how tall you stand.
Cloaked in a storm that ravages the land.
Oh Neurus, Oh Nereus, with eyes so bright.
Twin lightning bolts that tear throughout the night.
Hey Neurus, Hey Neurus, who were you before?
Really just blown here one day to our shores?
Hey Neurus, Hey Neurus, we do not jest.
When all you say is you came from the west.
But Neurus, But Neurus, we're more than wise.
To the ploys and toys behind your disguise.
But Neurus, But Neurus, you cannot hide.
From the terrors and guilt that haunt inside.
How calm, How calm, were those days now gone.
Of honeyed streams and the skies of dawn.
How calm, How calm, with trusting eyes that glint
When they invited the devil to their midst.
His smile, His smile, wide as his stride.
But it only got bigger the more he lied.
His smile, His smile, held something poor.
It tended to glow, much like a lure.
One day, One day, back from the hunt.
You stumble across a scene so blunt.
One day, One day, with herbs and spice.
Poisoned the meal, the clan a sacrifice.
Oh Neurus, Oh Neurus, you couldn't conceal.
The sutures and scars that made your magic real.
Oh Neurus, Oh Neurus, you can't say goodbye.
Because we know you left them to die.
Fun Facts
plots -nereus will bring levee and his kits to pi, unaware that his greatest fear is the one leading it
where do they feel the most at home? with levee?
one skill no one realizes they have? His diplomatic sense. He's pretty good at diffusing arguments and keeping the peace.
one flaw they don't know they have? That his constant negativity and self beating up isn't helping him get any better.
nervous habit / quirk: licks his lips a lot
alignment: True Neutral
dreams: to get past his guilt
fears: funk, famine
hobbies: reads fortunes and birdwatches
theme song: text
inspiration: idk i just came up with a sea shanty
speaking of, he's a good singer. you just have a low chance of hearing it
materialistic, tends to hoard the things she finds
The best eavesdropper. blends into the night easily
not socially awkward but tends not to talk about herself
the sky is the limit but she doesn't know what to do with it
remembers each slight against her and obsesses over revenge
can and will mess with you if you mess with her family
her temper is minuscule
more street smart than book smart
history: abandoned by their parents, she and her siblings were found by leviathan and brought to moonclan to be raised by him and Nereus.
bio: They tell her the skies are the limit, but they're hard to see when you've been stuck on the ground your entire life. She looks like she belongs on the ground, covered in a downy short dark grey pelt like a shadow was peeled off the ground and thrown over her. Not a spot is a different, no light or night peeking through the grey clouds. Her eyes are a brilliant orange-brown, like a piece of amber picked up off the ground. And she would. Somewhere in Moonclan territory, you might find her little collection of various shiny things. Whether it be natural or twoleg made, you should be able to find it there if it's shiny. Like some dark dragon, she'd protect her hoard and her family. Messing with them or her is almost a death sentence, as Ignitedskies will chase you down until she's sure she got revenge. A little too obsessed with revenge, her fuse is short but she is patient and will strike when least expected. Slinking around shadows, she's sneaky and one of the better hunters of Moonclan. You'd never see her in the shadows as she eavesdrops, collecting that information too. Long as you're not on her hit list, she is amicable enough. Not very outgoing or one to talk about herself, she is pleasant. If she's the one keeping her tied to the ground, Ignitedskies isn't sure if she'd ever want to fly.
Fun Facts
plots -none
where do they feel the most at home?: text
one skill no one realizes they have?: text
one flaw they don't know they have?: text
nervous habit / quirk: Blinking
alignment: Neutral Good
dreams: find her shine
fears: her family getting hurt, being the center of attention
hobbies: collecting twoleg shiny things and eavesdropping
theme song: text
inspiration: burningchicken, old character of mine
okay fine, he's a torbie. he's a real weird one tho
chronic memory loss. potential young onset alzheimer's
somewhat chuuni. believes he was kicked out of heaven so he's ready to make the world hell
maybe a lil narcoleptic too
he has some emptiness in him that he fills with morally reprehensible acts
mostly snarky and rude, bit of a jokester
really just wants to do things at his own pace
all the reminding in the world won't jog his memory
has empathy, but doesn't really care
bio: He was dead. Deceased. Kicked the bucket. Pushing up daisies. Any other metaphor you want to use, he knows that's the truth. After all, he could only be undead if he was dead before. So where did this beating heart come from? How can these sunken gilded eyes see? He looks like he should be dead. Covered in grey fur that borders on bone white, split up by jet black tabby stripes that look like ribs. Stretching all the way down, where each bone seems highlighted by a stripe. He has a few orange patches between the stripes, like chunks of flesh left behind after his corpse was cleaned. Undeadecho was just found one day, brought to Moonclan. He barely remembers life before then, considering this a sort of rebirth. So why is he back? Who reanimated him? Who kicked him out of heaven or hell? Undeadecho isn't sure, and no one can answer the questions he poses. Even with his doubts about fitting in with the living, he speaks their language well. Walks the walk well. A bit bitter to the taste, snarky and rude to just about everyone. While he has the empathy to understand how he makes people feel, he doesn't care. Whatever sent him back to this world must have had its reasons, so till he can figure it out, he may as well assume it was for the worst. Earth must truly be worse than hell then? Any pleasure in other's pain was learned, forced on him, for some sort of justification. He carries an emptiness in his chest, and does anything he can to fill that void. Cause the one thing they forgot to leave him with was a soul.
history: text
Fun Facts
plots -he's gonna knock up poppymask and applepaw and then ghost them cause he forgot he even did it
Primary Motivation: convince Kaikane to let go of his misguided anger and allow himself to heal
really just wants the best for his friend kaikane
likes to play matchmaker with kaikane and Athelstan
looks up to Athelstan
he's really more of a cheerleader and an shoulder to cry on then a main character
kinda boring and not very interested in getting hitched himself
tends to keep his insecurities to himself so no one worries about him
can be threatening if you push his buttons
a moodmaker and social mediator. has to break up fights a lot
the boy will never spill a secret
bio: If I followed him to the ends of the earth, would he even notice? Maybe not, maybe cause he's taken for granted. That's the kind of cat Jacek is though. Always there, and always supportive, to where you can't even imagine him leaving your side. And honestly, he can't either. As white as a ghost, he follows along. The only thing even saying he's alive are the light grey shadows across his face, feet, and tail. He has the most hypnotic blue eyes you've seen, where you could stare into them for hours and have only scratched the surface. Jacek is as cheerful and enthusiastic as they come, always having some sort of diversion or a calm voice to dissolve any sort of tension. He's the kind of friend you can tell anything to and he won't spill it, the sort that only wants the best for you. Behind it, he holds a sort of dark aura to him. But is it really surprising when he's from Primal Instinct and traveled here to support his friend Kaikane? Jacek is one of the few that can talk genuinely to Kaikane, to point out his flaws without getting kicked from the group. While he really just wants Kaikane to forget about Setsuna and get with Athelstan, he doesn't have the same aspirations for himself. Cause outside of being a good friend, he doesn't have a lot going on. No hobbies, or any desire to get into a relationship of his own. Any sort of insecurity about that is hidden in the depths of those blue eyes. If he doesn't mind, it's okay right? Cause he'll keep on following. Right? history: Kaikane grew up with Jacek in Primal Instinct. When Kaikane came to the realization that it was Dragondance's existence that made his and Kaiya's lives difficult, Jacek was the one who, after failing to convince him to stay and see the situation in another way, decided to leave behind his family in the League and travel with him.
authoritative to where she can seemingly control anything
power comes to her naturally, though for now she's second fiddle to leviathan
curt and simple, doesn't go out of her way to socialize
very good at reading people
can and will cut your from the team if you're not pulling your weight
sometimes plays mind games and pushes leviathan in her direction
she seems to know what everyone is doing and no one knows what she's doing
the kind who can make you believe she can do anything
bio: Abaddon - Noun with two definitions. It’s described as both a place of destruction and an angel of the abyss. Specifically called the king of an army of locusts. A fitting name for the monster’s sister. One that can stand on equal footing with him. She doesn’t need an introduction, walking so tall and strong that it makes heads turn. Her thick pelt is black as the bottomless pit she’s named after, splashes of white light reaching down through her chest, paws and spots on her nose. Her eyes seem to shine with whatever color she commands of them, normally sitting on a light gold. It doesn’t seem plausible she could, but Abaddon can make you believe she can control anything. From cats, to the world around her, to a horde of locusts, she’s the kind to make you believe in the impossible. Power naturally flocks to her and she craves it, a fitting relationship until her brother became the leader of Moonclan. For now, she can only pull at his strings, which she finds fun in it’s own right. It can’t be clear if she’s scheming some sort of coup or similar, she can barely be read. Expressionless and curt most of the time, she prefers to cut conversations and social interactions short. Not that she really needs to listen to what you have to say, she has an almost inhuman way of guessing what you’ll say. Having learned how to read even the most minute movements, Abby finds the day to day conversation boring yet doesn’t mind playing mind games every now and again. When by herself, she tends to attract insects to her. And soon she’ll have them jumping through hoops for her. So who knows what she will accomplish next.
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♥ clan: springclan ♥ rank: kit ♥ gender: female ♥ sexuality: bi ♥ mate/crush: none ♥ aliases: 19 ♥ parents: unknown ♥ siblings: all dead ♥ kits: none ♥ adoption thread:link ♥ open thread: text
Bio
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bio: Growing up at Home it was like a clan ruled by kits, there was one adult and dozens of children climbing up the walls and hollering as loud as they wanted to. But her life wasn’t fun and games, from morning till the afternoon she and her siblings were experimented on, the effects were life changing on most. The play yard started to get smaller everyday. A few weeks in she was an only child. Her sisters Seventeen and Twenty went quick, but her sister Eighteen died very slowly. She fought with all the life she had in her, but it wasn’t enough. But it was her sister's purpose to be experiments. Nineteen was stronger, that was her name back then. Her purpose turned out to be training to be an assassin. She’s very distant compared to the rest of Humanity, without any littermates she never saw the need to connect with others. Cinderwolf is very unfeeling, but poises within her clan as a ditzy cute clutz, the perfect quirky eye candy of her clan. She has auburn fur with cinder under fur, a side effect from losing fur during the experiments only for it to grow back grey. Her eyes also fogged up cinder due to some side effects, but on a warm day you can still see the blue beneath the grey.
Primary Motivation: getting herself out of trouble
extremely shallow. only looks like skin deep
a bit of a bully. tends to shove her ideas down people's throats and not let up till they accept them
Lazy. acts more like she's here for the show rather than an actual clan member with responsibilities
jumps to the extreme in everything. it's 0 or 100 with her.
cannot take criticism
will drag you along with her schemes even if you say no
optimism in a cat. it's hard to get her down
smarter than she lets on
extroverted
kind of a gossip if it fits her agenda
history: born to a pair of fallclan purebloods.
bio: A bright golden cream tabby, similar to the fruit she was named after, with dark amber eyes. Overly peppy and a tiny bit of a bully, she cycles through friends fast. But she always appears to care about everyone and will be the first to step up to help but also the first to save her own skin. She's very lackadaisical and tends to act like she's on vacation all the time. Always up for drama, she jumps to the extreme and will make everything needlessly complicated.
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plots -she's gonna join the sisterhood of gossips with designerglow and fallblossom -has a minor crush on swiftpaw, but won't say anything -someday she and mintpaw will have that mean girls drama we planned
where do they feel the most at home? in a big crowd
one skill no one realizes they have? if it aligns with her goals, she'd be a good diplomat
one flaw they don't know they have? that her pushy ways won't keep people around
nervous habit / quirk: wags her tail
alignment: true neutral
dreams: to be popular
fears: death, order
hobbies: collecting sea shells and crushing fruit
theme song: Rotten Heresy and Chocolate by Pinocchio-P
inspiration: Autumngossamer rped by faith the movie mean girls An old friend of mine named kianna
sheltered due to her own nervousness and her health condition
not interested in relationships and is rather oblivious to when someone likes her
painfully shy and keeps to herself
ships others too much, even though she doesn't get romance
tends to not trust men and avoid them at all costs
easily entertained by seemingly mundane things
daydreams a lot
takes her struggles with a smile on her face
suffocated by her mom but says it's fine when it isn't
history: born to seablossom and crownglass in fallclan, she was the smallest and skinniest of her litter. unknowingly immuno-compromised, she got sick easily and was basically kept in the nursery, and eventually camp, monitored by seablossom
bio: There was always something off about her. Odd even. It must have been from the moment she was born. Cause even if the name was from love, Odddream never really understood why she even had that name. She looks like a patchwork doll, different colors of fur sewn together, with frayed ends and colors that start and stop wrongly. Her olive-green eyes are like buttons, delicately sewn, and sunken into place. Maybe it was the gangly way her limbs just hung, like a toy's limbs about to fall off, or how her features appear more pronounced than most cats. But it was clear she wasn't quite right from the get go. Proven more in that she would always end up sick. Kept in the nursery for her kithood, and reporting back to her mother often in her apprenticehood, she was stifled on the social front and it shows. Painfully shy, she tends to sit on the sidelines rather than join in. While mostly satisfied with her daydreams, she is fascinated yet terrified for them to become a reality. Airheaded, she's oblivious to others feelings towards her. As she gets older, the sickness doesn't really leave her. She merely gets used to the feeling and learns the signs of when to stop. Odddream rarely complains though, and goes along with her orders easily. She sometimes feels like she is stuck in a dream she can't wake up from. And some part of her wishes it was true, that this wasn't her reality.
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where do they feel the most at home?: in camp
one skill no one realizes they have?: text
one flaw they don't know they have?: text
nervous habit / quirk: feeling dizzy
alignment: Lawful Good
dreams: To feel like she fits in
fears: becoming diseased, thunder
hobbies: bug watching and playing in fallen leaves
theme song: i listened to disturbia on repeat writing this but i don't think that's a theme song
inspiration: Rapunzel from tangled (and also rapunzel) Deal rped by cleaver
has a perpetual string of good luck and takes advantage of it
though because of it she quickly grows bored of challenge around her
draws trouble to her but gets out due to luck and indifference
brilliant but doesn't care enough to push herself to greater heights
has no perception of consequences
also thinks she's smarter than she is and can get duped easily
tries to be a master manipulator when she isn't
knows she's cute and owns it
makes sure things go in an orderly fashion
bio: They say fortune favors the bold, but Fortunefavor seems to get enough good luck coming her way to offset that. They say she must have been born in a field of four-leaf clovers or with a horseshoe hanging over her bed. She seems to know when to hold them, and when to fold them. With the world as your casino, you gotta play carefully. Fortunefavor tends to toss that all to the wind in favor of relying on her pure luck. Her white wispy pelt, splashed with orange and black, even remind you of a koi fish. And her light green eyes sparkle like dew-covered clovers. There's no vicious cycle with her luck, just a constant stream of good. Whether it's finding a rabbit while upwind of it, or getting that little bit of leverage she needs to climb, it always tends to work out for Fortunefavor. But it also gets a bit boring. Fortunefavor draws trouble to her and can get out of it thanks to her disinterest in most things around her. She's the brains of her siblings too but only uses it to get them out of trouble. Even with that, she has the feeling that she wouldn't get in trouble anywhere. She has practically glided through life thanks to her luck and wit and believes she can get away with anything. Consequences don't exist in her world, though a wave of broken mirrors will surely catch up to her eventually.
kind . afraid . minds his own business . weak . empathetic . bitter
Primary Motivation: survival
my poor bullied son. his life has been hell
isolates himself to avoid getting tormented
has like no social skills
he keeps his interests to himself and is never really outspoken about anything he likes
self worth is at an all time low
he can't stand up for himself or others.
for as much as he wants to die, he also is afraid of death
a pretty good hunter thanks to pretty much avoiding fighting lessons
but sometimes you'll see him tearing up prey for no reason other than to vent his anger
bio: If nothing ever goes right, there's no reason to believe things would change. He's like a throwaway character in a movie, one that is filmed to be sympathetic. Kind, strong in their convictions, maybe a little dumb but charming enough. And then the plot completely destroys them and everything they love. The worst part is there is no redemption, no promise for a happy future. Because it's already too late, because that character is dead, and now the protagonist takes on their burden. But there's no sympathy for that character, cause he was just a device, a ploy to pull at your heartstrings till they break. Maggotmeat is still alive though. His body is covered in pure white fur like a corpse covered in fallen snow. As he gets older, he will slowly start to grey; decay except for his chest, belly, and paws. Which was strange, especially since rigor mortis starts in the head. His hazy green reptilian eye is sunk into his skull, the other completely gone and leaving an empty hole in its wake. Like his namesake, he is horribly small. Already the runt of his litter, a lack of milk kept him from growing any more. Any chance to grow or change was shut down. When he took the name his mother Bluejay called him, Tundrakit, he'd get cuffed until one misplaced one injured his eye. As he got older, the torment did not stop. He'd get needled for the tiniest things, and any blame shifted towards him was quickly accepted. Even the sight of him sickened others. Maggotmeat is no charismatic random character though. He quickly gave up, giving into his abusers cause he believes the things they tell him. About how he's worthless, and ugly, and should just die already. Any self-confidence has been blown away, leaving him more of a husk that just passes by the days. Nothing seems to interest him, or bring him any happiness. And even catching him alone will see him picking at the hairs on his tail just like his foster mom used to. He doesn't have a courageous bone in his body and will flee at even the suggestion of battle. Maggotmeat will hardly talk to anyone, keeping to himself cause any word will be used against him. He tends to mill around the witch's den to keep away from his bullies. But Maggotmeat can't help but look at his name and wonder when he'll become it truly. When he can finally pass on a message that's only clear in death.history: text
Fun Facts
plots -he's gonna get his eye messed up by his mom before it gets pulled out. and he'll be bullied
♥ clan: winterclan ♥ rank: warrior ♥ gender: female ♥ sexuality: bi ♥ mate?: snakefang but only in name till they divorce ♥ aliases: none ♥ parents: windyhurricane x stormgazer ♥ siblings: soaringwinds, hailstone, rainpuddle and lightningbolt ♥ kits: none ♥ adoption thread:link ♥ open thread:link
she's like a winterclan gold standard, despite her half or quarter blood blood.
her pride borders on arrogance
lack of empathy and has some traits of psychopathy
she's chillingly calm in any situation. would be a peacekeeper if she was less selfish
does not take any crap about her half blood, and stands for those like her
doesn't lean on violence, she got a look that could kill tho
only cares for those close to her
chatty. probably knows all the gossip but won't tell you who told her
bio: "Oh she was wild, she was free. Faced the fire fearlessly. That's the spirit, that's the ghost inside of me." Chasing Thunder by Kesha. Thunder is never quiet, never just a blip on the radar that is seen than gone. No, thunder is something that shakes you down straight to your bones, rattling you inside and out. It's the precursor to lightning, the kind of sign that could never be missed. While lightning is just a blink of light, thunder's like an echo. Never leaving you. Even though she's an outsider, Thunderpurr is like the puzzle piece Winterclan was looking for. She is the perfect specimen of WinterClan with thick long silvery fur that helps her blend into her environment. Like her father, her fur is decorated with stray pieces of nature. Gorgeous bluejay feathers, strings of pearls from SummerClan, and snowdrop flowers curl around her fur in an assortment of colors and objects. Her eyes are an electric yellow, like the lightning you'd see after hearing her. She holds herself tall and with pride, close to the point of arrogance. She is incredibly proud of her homelands and ensuring every clanmates safety. But Thunderpurr knows where she's from, the mellower Summerclan, and will not stand by if her family is being ridiculed. True to her heart, her words are quick to shut down anyone or any troubling situation. Though she isn't necessarily a peacekeeper, a bit too selfish to dive to a stranger's defense. She has a very elegant nature about herself, always remaining composed, civil, and never raising her voice, only strengthening her words. Thunderpurr is the kind to ask the harder questions, to keep herself chillingly cool in any situation. Despite her composed nature, she suffers from her grandmother's psychopathy and lack of empathy. There's no fighting with herself about hurting others, no worries about if her actions are right or wrong, and even a lack of concern for other's outside of Winterclan. It's hard to tell if she's trying to manipulate you, as sometimes her words go against the eccentric nature she got from her father. She's quick to let go and explode into a party animal, any shred of elegance torn away as all her vices mix into a violent cocktail. It's as startling as thunder, and she doesn't mind.
space cadet to the nth degree, almost always zoning out
carries herself like she's constantly in a dream
she can see spirits like her mom.
is like never scared, tends to let things roll off her back
has a sing song quiet voice
keeps to herself almost exclusively
has an uncanny ability to predict the weather
takes everything slowly, probably has a learning disability
the kind to just do something everyone else is afraid of doing
bio: Nevermore. A memory of Dayclan never existed, there was nothing to destroy. Raven and her siblings were ripped from their home too young to even taste the milk from it before being brought up to Winterclan. Looking over the world, almost like Ravenisland is sitting on top of her very own statue of Athena. Ancient and mystic blood flows through her veins, of leaders and nemeses and pathologists. According to Primal Instinct lore, daughters with pathologist blood have been able to see ghosts. The sing-song whispers Ravenisland speaks reminds Winterclan of the past, and it only makes her talk quieter. She's supernatural to the nth degree, practically lost on her own island that exists in her mind. She sees things out of the corner of her eyes, hears the bumps in the night, and the growling under her bed. Till she turns to look at it, which makes it stop. Almost like the monsters are more scared of her than she is of them. It's easy, they seem like such a constant presence, Ravenisland has gotten used to it. If she feels fear, she doesn't show it. Able to sit through the scariest stories, or the worst injuries she could feel. The cats around her are scary, but she wonders if the monsters in the cave are moreso. Her mind is constantly in and out of dreams, whether awake or asleep. And Raven can end up so gone, it causes her to get in trouble. Sometimes she doesn’t notice predators sneaking up on her while she’s spacing out. Ravenisland is soft-spoken with an addictive lullaby sounding voice like her mother's. She resembles quite a bit of her mother with her white bengal paws and black fur color, like she's covered in raven feathers herself. Ravenisland keeps to herself, a true enigma to the others in the clan. In some folklore, ravens are murder victims that weren't given a proper burial. In others, they are damned souls. Whatever they are, the birds seem to gather around their namesake. It only feels like a matter of time until she disappears, and she won't come back. Nevermore.
history: text
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where do they feel the most at home?: text
one skill no one realizes they have?: text
one flaw they don't know they have?: text
nervous habit / quirk: paw stirring on the ground
alignment: lawful neutral
dreams: Text
fears: Text
hobbies: Text
theme song: text
inspiration: Marin Mizuta from Danganronpa Re:Birth Voices
♥ clan: winterclan ♥ rank: following ♥ gender: female ♥ sexuality: bisexual ♥ mate/crush: none ♥ aliases: tearjester ♥ parents: sablestar ♥ siblings: i don't remember ♥ kits: none ♥ adoption thread: none ♥ open thread: link
Bio
smart . flighty . blunt . coy . quiet . spiteful
Primary Motivation:
she is probably only alive out of sheer spite
quiet and cold, doesn't like talking to people that much
came back to winter for unknown reasons
unpredictable. goes off her own whims most of the time
flighty and cannot commit to anything
tends to play devils advocate
doesn't stick to the same people for long
sassy and blunt when talked to, tends to play the dumb card
not one to open up about her past
bio: There's nothing left in this world for her, so why is she even still here? Her name, gone. The rest of her family, dead. Her impact on the world disappeared like a ripple in a lake. It was large at the time, but now is nothing more than a vague memory. Where she came from, where she went and why she is back, she'll never tell. Even for one old enough to be an elder's mother, she still has secrets behind that wry smile. They're forever locked away. You can barely get close to her, she bounces around groups and will even play the enemy to get people off her back. Blackthornfate only appears to care for herself but is also one that can't be chained down. She must have dug a hundred ways out of the prison, found a thousand or more hiding spots on the mountain. Just to get away, just to play the jester one last time. Her coat is long, greyed out from age, or even just the snow. Though she's not as big as the other Winterclan purebreds. Her eyes are the only thing that even hints at her past, a dark brown. A sable like color. But ask her no questions, and she tells no lies. Cause otherwise, she'll be lying a lot.
six . traits . three . positive . three . negative
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bio: Heavenlyarctic is the catch of WinterClan, seemingly a Mary Sue down to her core. Pure blooded WinterClan, white luxurious fur with misty traces of silver cascading through her fur like snow wisping around mountain terrain. Her eyes are hazel blue like watery cold sunsets and her voice sounds as delicate as ice. She’s elegant in the way she talks, princess perfect in the way she walks too. She never returns back to camp empty-pawed, there’s always a piece of prey held pride in her glittery toothed jaws. Her biggest issue is that she’s a pacifist, she cries when she sees others fighting, and goes into panic attacks if she’s being made to combat someone in training. Heavenlyarctic has PTSD from seeing her parents beat her other siblings into submission for not being perfect. Anytime she falls short of perfection, panic grips her of what it could mean for her being less than what her parents expected of her. Because of her fear of violence Heavenlyarctic often says that she will be a permanent queen, not a warrior.
● Primary Motivation: his curiosity ● Extreme lack of Empathy and morals; nothing seems too bad for him to do ● Is only out for himself but learns to take on Glow and Fox as well ● Arguably one of the smartest healers in classic, as deigned by me, but he is too selfish to actually do anything with it ● Not good at mimicking emotion but is charismatic enough to get by ● Overly flirtatious, yet rarely develops feelings for anyone ●Gardens a lot, to where he maintains several gardens by himself ● His happiness is others sorrow, gets a bit of a high from seeing others in pain ● Loves to take things apart and then put them back together ● Doesn't take anything too seriously ● But also has such a huge ego, he cannot see himself failing ● very charismatic. loves to get under people's skin ● manipulation is his game, leans on the brainier side
history: Born a kittypet, he had the means and the genes to become a great show cat. With High expectations thrusted on him, he quickly grew a disdain towards his parents and twoleg family. However, he wasn't content with the life and ran away with his siblings. They wandered the streets in their youth, raising hell wherever they went. But soon they went their separate ways. He went to an unknown clan, where he quickly rose to become medicine cat thanks to his smarts and genuine interest in herbs. But in reality, he wasn't led there because he wanted to heal. More a scientist and less a doctor, he wanted to experiment, discover just how far a cat could go. He routinely caused trouble until one day he poisoned his entire clan's food supply. When they woke up from their haze, the one named Cardinalflight was gone. He roamed the land for several moons, making gardens and homes, friends and enemies, clients and graves. Until one day, he was found by Sigmund experimenting on a cat that, unknown to him, was a direct descendant of Pampa, a once Shaman of Primal Instinct. Unable to resuscitate them, Sigmund dragged him back to the League. Mother E'tani, who knows Funk since he maintains the greenhouse, essentially punishes him by making him Shaman. He no like his job, but whatever. As time goes on, he falls into a groove, cleaning the greenhouse and being pestered by Eshek, but he still yearns to leave. Just when it seemed he'd get his freedom, it was taken away with Mother the day she vanished. The League turned to Sigmund and Lilith, who quickly disappeared too and soon he was the only higher staff left. Normally, a Proxy would be nominated for leader, but for who knows why, he was now Nemesis. While things went smoothly, Funk found himself falling for his pesterer Eshek, despite continually trying to kill it since he figures he has no chance. But the things we can't have, we always want more. As it turned out, Eshek surprisingly reciprocated his feelings, and she was with kits before long. It seemed Funk, despite everything, had a chance at having a Normal Life. Of course, fate had other plans. Shortly before she is due, Eshek is found hanging from a rope from the ceiling of the Estate, dead along with her unborn kits. His first time dealing with such grief, Funk was left in well, a funk. He would spend nights walking through the halls, not really going anywhere or doing anything. He attempted to work it out with flings, but they were only bandages to a stab wound. Or Gardening and medicating others, but his work became sloppy as he routinely zoned out. Finally, he found himself down in the crypt with Senescence and Innocentia. The demon gives him a deal; "For all the knowledge you chase after, all the power you fight for, and all the success you'd die for, offer up three things. A new plaything for us, a memory of the past and two of your lives. You have until you step outside the estate's line. Choose wisely." At first, it seems obviously not worth it. Shortly after, he is met by Octavia, once Heda of Absum Lux. After AL was ravaged by rogues and left to die by Peach, an old acquaintance of Funk's, one of the survivors urged her to help. She comes to PI, offering their land in exchange for PI taking in the remnants. While they could easily not, Funk agrees. After one final hurrah at the Estate, Funk and the rest of the league leave. Though during the celebration, he consumates a relationship with Foxstar, resulting in their litter. While Funk doesn't take the deal then, he still sometimes feels a presence pressing on the back of his mind. The remnants of Absum Lux weren't so taken with their new neighbors though, and eventually formed a coup. While Primal Instinct could take them, a fight became unnecessary as Foxstar came and showed them a vision of the Sun God eating Wanheda. While his skies were now the Sun God's, Funk has shown little interest in following him. Yet some of AL beg him to protect them from the Sun God. And he can only try. As the moons stretch on and he meets more people and has more flings, Funk finds himself growing attached to this little group he leads. But one gathering, the moon disappeared and a voice spoke from the heavens of the clans needing to come together to stop a flood. At first, Funk believed it to be aliens. As you do. Whispers of rebellion floated in the League, but he did little to stop them. When the time came for all the clans to come together to stop the flood, he was led off track by Kotori. Who told him that Glowstar's brother Sean was the main reason for her breakdown during the gathering. His suppressed emotions for her came flooding through and he invited Sean away from the group to interrogate and fight him. It was more talking though as Funk somehow managed to work through his feelings and admit he loves Glow to Sean. Of course, Glow overhears and comes and says she loves Funk too and the clans are saved and we're all happy. Till one day Funk manages to go to Dayclan to visit Glow, where he is then killed by Shule. Sean's mate, for hurting Sean the other day. This is the first life lost. When Funk comes back, something in him has changed. His vocal cords didn't come back quite right, leading to purring being painful. He's also left with a scar across his throat. At first, he covers it up with a red bandana Fox found for him. Though he eventually finds other accessories, a hatred for the Regime begins to take root in his heart.
bio: “There's a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line.” - Oscar Levant
You all know him. You all love him. You can't live without him. The mad doctor with a silver tongue and words laced with poison. The Cheshire cat who smiles with more teeth than joy and who's morbid curiosity will always lead him back no matter how many times he's killed. Addiction and chaos blend together, creating the black as night roast that is Funk E'tan. The base is surprisingly light and short, an auburn brown color like brown sugar and just as sweet to the taste with no scars to rough it up. Black rosettes like roses and stripes like blades of grass grow from this ground, swirling together along his slender frame. Topped with a muzzle as white as whipped cream. he is shockingly slim for a Primal Instinct cat, much less a Nemesis. But he stares at the world through light celadon eyes, the very windows to his soul appearing to be sick. It's a contagious virus he's spread over to countless victims and the like over the last few years. What the Nemesis lacks in physical prowess, he makes up for in cunning and strategy. Born a kittypet, he left that life out of boredom and joined a clan, but also ended up leaving that life by repaying their kindness and teachings with a mass poisoning of the food supply. Empathy has always been a stranger to him, divorcing the thought even more as he traveled anywhere he could; making medicine and giving it to anyone he could get to drink it with a little sugar. At first, he tested his theories on himself, ingesting anything he could get his paws on. But his immune system quickly caught on and now he can only get the same high if he watches someone go through it. To call him magnetic would be an understatement, all things good and evil are drawn to him. He fulfills his wish of maintaining the greenhouse at the cost of becoming Shaman. His kits thrive as other Nemeses die, leaving him to pick up the pieces. A crown was placed on his head as the corpse of his mate hung above his throne. Perhaps the reason they let him keep the position is because he keeps picking himself up after every blow, truly the embodiment of the ideals of Primal Instinct. A bright and hard working leader who takes no one seriously, who relishes in the pain of others, who will use and abuse anyone in his way until he just throws them away like scrap and could watch the world burn with no qualms. No one needs to know the desperation in drowning his emotions in any few inches of water he can find, the compulsive need to be in any position of power he can get, the constant lying and betrayal just to get no one to trust him and ridicule those that do, the throwing of his heart around just waiting for it to break again and to laugh it off. The karmic line between love and pain, genius and insanity, has blurred in his eyes, shaky and runny as they melt together. Constantly on the quest for knowledge, he'll continue to throw everything together without care. It's only a matter of time before it blows up in his face, but maybe that's what he's waiting for.
Fun Facts
plots -he gettin married to glow and fox. but there's some drama cause glow's parents are here and they're both bad. now funk needs to magically not piss his in laws off -he captured mistyrose, sparrowflight and caramelcream in order to pick at mistyrose's mind. will off handedly show her the book and it leads to the next part of the plot
where do they feel the most at home? in a garden
one skill no one realizes they have? he's got good reflexes
one flaw they don't know they have? he's not as important as he thinks he is xD
nervous Habit / quirk: world becomes dark for him, sight starts to black out
alignment: chaotic neutral / chaotic evil
dreams: to learn everything
fears: being ignored
hobbies: gardening and experimenting
theme song: king of the clouds by panic at the disco
inspiration: doctor funkbeat by nyanyannya kokichi ouma from danganronpa v3 dr. stein from soul eater the villain from 999: 9 hours 9 persons 9 doors
● cannot see well out of his left eye ● constantly smells of herbs ● has ingested so many poisons and herbs from self testing, he's resistant to most ● while easily annoyed, he very rarely gets genuinely angry ● used to watch lots of twoleg tv so he makes dumb references ● somewhat understands twoleg speech ● remembers all his clientele's names but messes them up on purpose ● his favorite clans are dayclan and springclan ● really likes kits, he loves how curious they are, but tends to grow discontent with them as they get older ● kind of a masochist ● after losing his first life to Shule, his purring sounds more gargled and strained
Primary Motivation: getting as strong as senescence
extremely cheery and child like. a child in an adults body
so much energy
doesn't get emotion
cannot pick up on social cues, doesn't really care
occasionally says smart things
cannibalistic
can be sweet when she wants to be
lives each day like she'll die that night
enjoys crafts
very low IQ
has a hard time with right and wrong
history: Stolen at birth from her mother Ahava by two toms along with her siblings Fia and Alvah. They weren't named though, and tortured and abused by the two toms for unknown reasons. With nothing to call each other, Alvah and her referred to each other as Brother and Sister. At about one moon old, the two devised a plan to escape and managed to do it, but could not get Fia out and had no choice but to leave her behind. Alvah and Lorelei learned to survive together, but separated when they were about 6 moons old. Lorelei, still called Sister, traveled around for another 4 moons, doing whatever she pleased. One day, she wanted to show off to an apprentice named Fatalpaw by killing a badger. She was unable to and Fatalpaw dies trying to help. Just when it seemed she was going to die, she was saved by Senescence. Immediately looking up to her and considering her a mother figure, Sen named her Lorelei Manina and brought her to the League. Lorelei grew in the League, and traveled with them without question. She joined the Era of Shadows cause it sounded fun and unintentionally killed Thistlestar.
bio: The horn that signals the end or the beginning, depending on which side you're on. Cloaked in a pelt that intertwines the deep black of hatred and the blooming red of blood wraps her frame, Small strips of white humanity peaking out on her back and legs. Standing tall and lean, she stares at the world through one Emerald green eye that flashes copper and a void black that bleeds red. ripped away from her mother at birth, she miraculously survived along with her two siblings despite the constant abuse thrown at them from their captors. Lorelei always had a mouth on her, and her tongue was threatened to be ripped from her mouth on numerous occasions. Finally, her and her brother managed to escape, leaving their sister behind cause they couldn't get to her in time. After managing to survive on their own, the two separated, and she traveled on her own for a few moons before being saved from a badger by Senescence. Lorelei would never forget that display, a wondrous dance of gore and shadow. It touched her in a way nothing had for a very long time, and she quickly attached herself to the blood and shadow she-cat. Given the name Lorelei Manina, for her attitude and song, she was brought to the League where she quickly flowered. A warlike siren, she sings a deadly tune. Constantly looking for trouble and always finding it, she plays with fire and loves getting burned. She can lure anyone in with playful words and addictive personality, but like a siren she'll only lead you to destruction. Any feelings for anyone are brief and fleeting, it won't be long until she gets bored and finds someone new to play with. The cycle will repeat, and the performance will begin again. Just be sure to close your ears before or else you'll find yourself next.
Fun Facts
plots - she doesn't know where her love interest and kits have gone so she might be worried?? idk
where do they feel the most at home? in a fight
one skill no one realizes they have? she's good with human technology
one flaw they don't know they have? her lack of motivation keeps her from moving forward
nervous Habit / quirk: fidgeting with something close to her
alignment: chaotic evil
dreams: to be seen as an equal by senescence
fears: the dark, monsters
hobbies: collecting lizard tails and making rugs theme song: macaron by ATOLS
inspiration: mae from night in the woods "Villainess" from Zero Time Dilemma
her name means warlike siren
one eighth demon, can make physical contact with other beings like ghosts
she takes the fur of her victims and makes rugs out of it
always looking for a fight to improve her skills. regularly competes in the arenas around the city
tends to visualize things very grotesquely. example would be imagining cutting the top of her head off when she has a headache
has an all encapsulating presence and can easily stir up a room
a classic genki girl despite her age; energetic and a bit ditzy
just as strong as ignis. she just doesn't show it
still loves to solve a good mystery
tends to fangirl over twoleg stuff
confident in her skills as a Foreign Affairs member
deceptively sneaky and manipulative
but doesn't mind staying home and doting on her kits
can be as unintentionally creepy as Ignis
history: She was born to Nightwish in Nightclan. After growing up there, she travels with her siblings to Primal Instinct where they try to reconnect with their father.
bio: Her name means little fang, and it's clear why she got that name the moment you meet her. Plush black fur adorn her, undertones of auburn lining every hair. Once a shy and quirky she-cat of Nightclan, she moved here with her siblings to be closer with their father, Lux. While she was the most unsure, she quickly grew accustomed to it, and thriving in her job as a Hunter for the Foreign Affairs district. From the moment she enters a room, she draws all the attention to her, presence like a bite that doesn't let go. Even when she doesn't want to, it's so easy to stare after her. Her words are giddy but sharp enough to get her point across, and sometimes strong enough to start up the tidal wave a crowd means. A little on the ditzier side, she's come to almost obsess over twolegs and all the stuff they have. Not that she has any inclination of becoming a kittypet. Much like her old self, she loves a good mystery and will try to solve anything no matter how simple or obvious it may be.
Fun Facts
plots -none
where do they feel the most at home?: with Ignis
one skill no one realizes they have?: she's still a good spy and knowing what's going on in the clans
one flaw they don't know they have?: her genki energy is grating on others
nervous habit / quirk: eyes widening / rubbing her eyes
alignment: lawful neutral
dreams: to live a happy life
fears: not being taken seriously, getting kidnapped
hobbies: playing kick the can and hitching rides on twoleg bikes
theme song: text
inspiration: Miku from the way of the house husband
tends to focus on either magical girl or detective shows
aloof, appears to be staring off into space all the time
a disguise artist; able to color their fur to resemble anyone they sets her mind to.
considers their work art, and adds their own bizarre flair to whatever they touch
mysterious only in that they tends to speak in riddles and isn't straightforward
talks in the third person and sometimes mixes in words from other languages into their speech
gets inspiration in the moment, and hyperfixates on it until they are done
but can also turn problems into opportunities with their creativity
completely aware of their "siblings" willingness to axe each other. tends to gloss over it though in conversation
would do anything for a laugh. bad attention is good attention
they can be serious and gets competitive if people say they are better artists than their's.
history: text
bio: The Skinwalker "Feel the fear and swallow back the tears, let weakness disappear" They move about light a whisper on the breeze, aloof and mysterious. Some days they take on a more masculine persona, some days more feminine, and yet others, you couldn't tell if you tried. With the fluidity of their gender comes similar attitudes towards names, pasts, and the like. They can be anyone you could imagine, and thanks to thick white fur, they can color themselves to match. Only their eyes remain the same throughout it all, earning them their title of Skinwalker. though this is just one aspect of their art, as they will "Rosalia-ize" anything they touch. while one of the more eccentric of the gang, they can be one of the more heartless too. who they hurt and slander is never a concern for them. cause that ends up part of the fun.
Fun Facts
plots -they have a budding friendship and potential relationship with felix-chan. they'll go on silly adventures
where do they feel the most at home?: making art
one skill no one realizes they have?: the creativity. could turn a failed invention or idea into something better.
one flaw they don't know they have?: a rosaliaized item is not better than how it was before
nervous habit / quirk: hunching her shoulders
alignment: Neutral Evil
dreams: make art, keep her place in the gang
fears: destruction, her siblings
hobbies: scouting out two leg places for supplies and spying on others
theme song: text
inspiration: roco handa from idolmaster theatre days
sheltered but like in a bad way. kinda unsure how to take the world around him
tends to ramble on when a topic he's interested in comes up
has a lack of concern for his own life and other's thanks to funk's influence
while trained to be an assassin, he's pretty bad at it
fairly unemotional but gets by acting like a stereotypical gentleman
undying loyal to funk and doesn't know another way of life
very much lacks mercy, a bad boy
he's handsome and polite enough to bring the guys and girls to him
might have been normal before funk got to him, was basically trained by funk to be like this
bio: There's no purpose in life other than to live it. But not for Venti. He started out as bright as the sun, rich orange and blinding white sweeping over him. With blue eyes like the vast sky above him. He had the world in the palm of his hands, could have done anything. When he was snatched away from his family in the middle of the night, a new sort of purpose would be forced onto him. A life without it would be empty, inconceivable. From that moment on, he spent every waking and sleeping moment in the lab with Funk E'tan. He was trained and experimented on, and even trying to escape with death was fleeting as Funk simply revived him. Not that Venti tried, he bought into it all. Hook, line and sinker. There was no reason not to, and even when people try and tell him otherwise, he will defend the Nemesis till his last breath. Now that he's been let out into the world, he's a good pawn. While he was supposedly taught to kill, he's not a very good fighter, so he resorts to underhanded tactics. Venti gets by on social interactions by acting like the stereotypical sort of gentlemen he saw on tv sometimes. Polite, courteous and charming in his own way, he's had eyes on him the moment he joined. Though don't let it deceive you. Venti doesn't feel empathy or mercy for those that cross Funk's path. Life and death mean little to him, he lives as a stepping stone and barely has the free will to question it.
history: He was taken from his family of loners at a young age by funk, who has been raising him in his lab since.
Fun Facts
plots -none
where do they feel the most at home?: text
one skill no one realizes they have?: text
one flaw they don't know they have?: text
nervous habit / quirk: smiling
alignment: Neutral Evil
dreams: Text
fears: Text
hobbies: Text
theme song: text
inspiration: Seishi Yodogawa from Danganronpa Re:Birth Voices
creative . nocturnal . rebellious . ashamed . hard working . clingy
Primary Motivation:
has the purple ribbon: serves innocentia by hunting, carrying back prey, and allowing her to feed on them whenever she sees fit; and is super ashamed of it
will do anything to distance herself from her role
very much focused on her image and how others see her
hates the sun
good at her job as internal affairs and loves getting into fights
questions her own value in life a lot and will cling to anyone that gives her validation
can by lazy and stubborn if she doesn't get her way
rebels against innocentia any way she can
tends to drive people away
bio: Sandy beach shore gold furred she-cat with fragile China blue eyes. Despite feeling grateful that she’s not on death row Evangeline feels ashamed that her only purpose is to serve Innocentia. She wants more out of life, but knows that while Innocentia is around that she’ll never get that freedom. Evangeline is good at her job, she loves getting into fights like any league cat would and is great under pressure, calm even. But one thing she can’t handle is the sunlight, she hates light of any kind, can’t stand it. Luckily the tree leaves usually block most of the sun, but she tries her best to stay inside of camp in the day, refusing to even get up if it means avoiding the sun, she is definitely nocturnal. Evangeline oftens questions her own value, which makes her want to stand out such as dying her fur with berry leaves, find weird hobbies. Anything to distance herself from being that one chick that hunts for Innocentia.
history: text
Fun Facts
plots -text
where do they feel the most at home?: text
one skill no one realizes they have?: text
one flaw they don't know they have?: text
nervous habit / quirk: Touching the edges of her ears
six . traits . three . positive . three . negative
Primary Motivation:
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bio: There's no limit when it comes to Ripsby. She always edges over the border of what is acceptable. A little too excitable and a lot more crazy. This dilute calico is an adrenaline junkie to the extreme. Nothing else gives her the rush of life threatening situations. She'll throw herself off buildings or into the jaws of the biggest predators she can find. And somehow, she'll come back completely unscathed. Only the zeal of life in her deep brown eyes indicating she did anything.
Primary Motivation: the greater good of the regime
an ends justify the means kinda dude
believes himself to be just a cog in the machine
traumatized by the death of his mother but will never admit it
uses his wit to keep control and will use violence as well if he deems it necessary
believes in the greater need of the people versus the individual
perhaps too obedient to his father
hypocritical
gets jealous easily; has a rivalry with his sister sapphira he invented
outwardly selfless
a truck. tall and wide, a born mercenary
history: Born to Xuxa and Gabriel in the regime. His mother Xuxa is murdered by Duskslayer. Her dying wish for him is to become a scout. Luca takes this wish extremely seriously.
bio: His mind is more machine than brain, calculating and quick to extract emotion from the equation. Like his parents he’s set on what is best for the greater number of people and not the individual, yet is a hypocrite and is not afraid to look out for himself should the need arise. However typically he is outwardly selfless helping those in need and very obedient to his father. He is the first to growl at strangers and the last to trust any new outsiders. He’s a prodigy at hunting, and looks to be more like a large cat chasing prey than anything close to a domesticated breed when out in the field. Luca is quick to keep his siblings in line and while he is a scout his slick muscles make it easy to keep anyone in line. When he’s angry he’s not afraid to pin a cat down and bite until he feels they’ve given in. Most of his siblings tend to not mess with him. Like his parents he hopes to find a mate, not for the sake of love, but to continue reproducing for the Regime to stay alive. He doesn’t like the idea of taking an outsider as a mate, but given the Regime’s close family ties he’s not against finding or capturing his own wife.
Fun Facts
plots -if jadie still wants him and smashdaisy to get together, then that's still needs to be worked through
where do they feel the most at home? in a line
one skill no one realizes they have? he's pretty good with directions
one flaw they don't know they have? not allowing himself to open up is keeping him from healing
nervous habit / quirk: grinds his teeth
alignment: lawful neutral
dreams: to serve the regime
fears: disobedience, badgers
hobbies: sparring and mapping the stars
theme song: text
inspiration: it's the description faith gave me regime philosophy
considers himself the coolest cat. came out with shades on
main personality is super outgoing, typical cool guy stuff
he makes other lamer personalities to blend in
carries himself with confidence and apathy
the only one that can mess with his family is him
nothing is ever his fault
his buttons are easy to push
no one should take him seriously
history: text
bio: Like father, like son; they say. If his father had kept his destiny of becoming a main character, maybe Huntleigh wouldn't have turned out the way he had. That destiny was passed down to him, and his paws are just as shaky as Dusky's. His fur is an ocean of shadows that drape across his body like long veils of silk. Along the side of his turquoise eye is a crescent moon marking, peeking out from his dark fur like the moon in the night. The marking is identical to his father Duskslayer. He has a single white right paw that looks as though his paw was dipped into the lunar moon itself. And if he told you that, you'd be inclined to believe him. He carries himself with a shocking amount of confidence and apathy, where he could tell you the sky was falling with such seriousness; you'll need to do a double take. The undisputed cool kid of his litter, his sense of self inflated. Huntleigh is always looking for the next big thing, the coolest things to do, and tends to have a foul mouth so he looks cooler. Dreaming of being the outlier, he doesn't conform to the Regime as well as others. But it's never really his fault. It's theirs. Huntleigh will take pity on them and, much like Duskslayer, adopt a new persona that fits in. Cause he's simply a bit too big for the world of the Regime, and he may as well do one nice thing for you. That's the kind of guy he is. His other persona is more nervous, quiet, and rule conforming than his usual act. Whether he'll be able to keep his cool when the rubber hits the road or he's all smoke and mirrors will soon be unveiled.
Fun Facts
plots -his family will be going to sunclan without him and this will definitely lead to some drama later
where do they feel the most at home?: text
one skill no one realizes they have?: text
one flaw they don't know they have?: text
nervous habit / quirk: fur spiking up / making himself look bigger
wants to act like he doesn't care but everyone knows he does too much
wears his heart on his sleeve
always trying to be the outlier. is spiders georg
awkward with others but tries to cover it up
one of those that opens up the more he knows you
can not take pressure well
self depreciating, but to where it's focused on others
a worrywart
introspective and in touch with his feelings.
history: born to an absent father, his mother wandered with him and his siblings before settling down in sunclan. once there, everyone took to their new doctrine except for him. quickly realizing he was in a cult, he began pushing back against it much to the chagrin of those around him. when he was made an apprentice, his mentor solely taught him how to fight, cause beast was so small, he would need all the help he could get to survive. beast was able to run away from sunclan for a short time. for unknown reasons, he stole kits from across the clans to take over a piece of twoleg territory. the plan failed and he was dragged back to sunclan. he remained docile until he heard about the era of shadows, a group planning to wipe out the clans, and jumped on the chance to help. though the only thing he got out of it was a torn ear thanks to jetclaw. littlestar punished him by making him his brother's servant, but would also flip the tables and make him priest promised when bloodyrondo stepped over the line. during the romance festival, he kept being paired with jetclaw. and while his feelings for her bloomed, he felt she deserved better and tried to break it off as fast as he could. becoming priest promised broke him, and one night he woke up in the middle of it and gave himself one last chance at escape. he succeeded, running to swiftclan and settling in there. while his heart ached for his family, he was thankful to be rid of them for the time being. least till his sister, ruinedportrait, came and told him that satinlights; his brother's mate and littlestar's daughter, was going to fake her own death to run away too and needed somewhere to stay. foolishly, and unsurprisingly, he accepted to watch after her. though he now finds himself falling for her too.
bio: No matter how far one runs, there is no way to leave your shadow behind. It's either weightless or the heaviest burden of them all. Of course, for there to be a light to chase after, there must be a shadow to run from. It'd be hard to consider Beastsrefrain reborn, considering not much had changed with this new light. His white pelt got fluffier and longer, no longer held down by various paints. His face is dusted with a light orange, a bit like a burn that could never heal. Topped with baby blue eyes, clear windows into his soul. It was clear where he came from, maybe even who he was, from the moment he stumbled into Swiftclan territory. Moonlitnocturne, once Janus and Priest Promised of Sunclan, had thrown that life away for a chance to start anew. While it is clear it still haunts him, he's quickly proven his loyalty to Swift to where little question it. When you first meet him, he's an awkward mess. Stumbling over different personalities, even jumping to anger despite being quick to apologize. He wears his heart on his sleeve and it's easy to tell what he's thinking. While not very intimidating, there might be a time you see something snap in him. Very resistant to most change and religion, he's also rather self depreciating and doesn't view himself as very good despite his phenomenal fighting skills. You might here tidbits of his past of killing kits and drinking blood, but he will quickly say he's a changed tom. Whether that's completely true or not remains to be seen.
Fun Facts
plots -he's got to figure out his feelings for satinlights and jetclaw
where do they feel the most at home? in a field in the middle of the night
one skill no one realizes they have? he's a weirdly good therapist. he's good at like talking through things with people
one flaw they don't know they have? his caring nature for his family will never let him leave sunclan as much as he wants to
nervous Habit / quirk: pacing
alignment: Neutral good dreams: live a peaceful life fears: sunclan, death hobbies: larping and fishing
theme song: honey i'm home by ghost
inspiration: alucard from castlevania me rip
He has tokophobia, which is a fear of childbirth. Even he doesn't know why
take an ice queen and throw em on the front lines and you got an ice knight
even in a place as relaxed as swiftclan, she follows the rules and warrior code religiously
blunt and stiff, probably has a hard time understanding humor
overly serious and hardworking
can be a bit more relaxed when she is "off duty"
avidly against the means of the many outweighing the needs of the few. pretty much always supports the underdog
potentially cares too much for her clan, and will always put them above herself
has a hard time saying no
history: born to indigopastels in swiftclan, she has no idea who her real father is. though she is under the impression it is Beastsrefrain since they look so alike.
bio: A knight of ice, cloaked in armor as white and bright as the blinding sun above us. Each point has been delicately dusted with light orange, like cinnamon sprinkled on top of a pile of whipped cream pancakes. But don't expect such sweetness from Dawnfrost. The only way your teeth will hurt from her is if she knocks them out. Overly rigid and orderly, she follows the rules first and her conscious second. Though she also tends to consider the needs of the many over the needs of the few. Picturing herself a knight from fairy tales of old, she is quick to jump into the fray to defend someone. Even if it doesn't help her, perhaps especially as she tends to be a little too concerned for others over herself. She tends to get in arguments with her littermates about who's right and who's wrong. When off duty, she's as icy as they come. Any emotion that manages to cross her face comes across as forced. Blunt to the point of being rude, she seems to live and die on hard truths. But even after winning an argument, only the smallest grin on her face would show she got any enjoyment out of it. Even her eyes reflect her ice knight status, a brilliant blue that's deeper than ice. What lurks under the water of this iceberg is uncertain, though it seems it'll take more than warmth to get her to melt.
Fun Facts
plots -none
where do they feel the most at home? running like the wind down a hill
one skill no one realizes they have? she has really good precision. could like pluck a splinter out first try
one flaw they don't know they have? her blind faith in authority is gonna get her in trouble
nervous habit / quirk: Bites her claws
alignment: lawful good
dreams: find her place
fears: disorder, dying
hobbies: running and "exploring" trespassing
theme song: text
inspiration: Anna mochizuki and megumi tokoro from idolmaster million live bloodyrondo rped by jadie bit of spectreslight and waspcrush in her too
the girl has autism
leans on the nonverbal side, and prefers not to talk. she can, she's just slow
Adventurous . Vain . three . positive . three . negative
Primary Motivation: having fun
hey you want me as a cat?
more adventurous and mischievous
history: Kittypet. has like no history
bio: The many-worlds interpretation tells us that there are many worlds that run parallel with each other. For each action you don't take, the reality where you did becomes its own universe. In another one, Berry wouldn't have put those words in the chat. Maybe the thought would have never crossed her mind. This was never the way it was supposed to, but Berry figures now it might be for the best. Long gone were the memories of having opposable thumbs and actually being allergic to cats. Now she was one. All long red hair that culminated into two bright yellow eyes like the moon. She could spend her days lazing around in her owner's house, or accompanying him for rides in his garbage truck. But Berry had far too much erratic energy she needed to get out. Always scheming something, overly empathetic, chatty to the point of potential obnoxiousness and a lot too curious for her own good, she tends to drag Honey along in every idea that pops into her head. And when she gets too nervous to take the plunge, Honey is always there to give her the gentle push she needs. Or a hard shove. Whichever. And for as much as they give each other grief, Berry couldn't really imagine dragging anyone else along other than her housemate.
Fun Facts
plots -meets amberbird and brings him to her twoleg where he'll let her in to her house where she is set to learn about fallclan
where do they feel the most at home?: curled up with honey
one skill no one realizes they have?: she's a go-getter
one flaw they don't know they have?: her inability to see past her own troubles
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Bio
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Post by strawberrycupid on Jun 26, 2019 19:21:52 GMT -5
»»-------------♡-------------«« Chu. Chu. ChuRu. Chu. With a heart arrow »»-------------♡-------------«« »»-------------♡-------------«« Chu. Chu. ChuRu. Chu. Aim at you!»»-------------♡-------------««
Character Basics Name | Gender + Rank | Available »»-------------♡-------------«« ! - related to Deal by blood $ - related to Funk by blood % - related to Fox by blood & - Pravus Nocte ? - Eerie by blood = - Eerie by association (non blood / adoption / marriage) E = Elemental »»-------------♡-------------«« -all characters are open to most plots, including cross clan. please dm me with any ideas »»-------------♡-------------«« hi all. my name is erin, but call me berry. and this is my character thread. i have a lot so blame honey and faith for that. i love about any sort of roleplay, so don't be afraid to hit me up with any idea you have. my cats never have enough mates or kits, so i'm always looking to make more litters. or link me your own, cause i'll probably take one xD i also manage the classic gaming discord. feel free to send me a message asking to join. also let me give you vocaloid recommendations
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Post by strawberrycupid on Jul 4, 2019 19:32:56 GMT -5
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[attr="class","rngwlvslyric1"]Dayclan
[attr="class","rngwlvslyric2"]on my way out, i'm taking back the love i showered on you
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[attr="class","chrnamebig"]GOLDENPHANTOM
♡ Rank: leader ♡ Gender: female ♡ Sexuality: lesbian ♡ Mate: Fia Cendrillon (honey) ♡ Aliases: Phantom, Goldenstar ♡ Alignment: lawful neutral ♡ Dreams: protect Dayclan and her family ♡ Fears: change, foxes, being abandoned ♡ Hobbies: playing in the rain and cooking ♡ Nervous Quirk: laughs nervously ♡ Parents: Houdini x Unknown Mother ♡ Siblings: Mochi, Stitch, Lillith, Ferret, Huxley and Cricket ♡ Kits: Autumn x Love - Loveletter, Princecharming, Fairytalehunt, Fallenleaves, Divinefavor, Magicmoment Crimson - Adamantchill, Gleamingshard, Auroraknight, Austereglint, Weatheredheart, Lighthunter ♡ Adoption Thread: None ♡ Theme Song: Behind the Mask from Persona 5
[attr="class","rngwlvsrelationships"]BIO
A mask. It's to disguise, to hide, to blind myself from the future. I have eyes in the back of my head, I can only look back. To the dark. To hell. To harsh words burned into my mind, blood running down my gold and white coat, and no one meeting my sunny gaze. To them, it's heaven and I was simply unsuited for it. I'd be rejected at the gate, so I ran and ran and ran until I came here. Warmth. Light. Home. That's what this place is to me. It's quirky, beautiful and we have our problems, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I don't want it any other way. I wish time would stop. I want to live in this moment forever, here with you and everyone else. It'll never happen, but I can't look to the future. Compared to the past, the future is much darker. Not even that place can compare. Infinite possibilities. It can be good or bad. Everything can go wrong so easily, you can be hurt so easily. The present is consistent, things are well. I don't want anyone to feel that pain, I want to protect them with all my might. I want them to be happy. If a cage of bones like me can give comfort to someone, that would make me so happy. So I'll adopt this mask. ??. Is it the most truthful part of me? I can't say. To everyone, I'm kind, motherly, happy, funny, everything that was wrong with me before is now being praised. A mask can be part of you, you know? Look, I hear this huge white splotch on my face reminds cats of one. This mask is mine, I'll hide my wincing expression behind it. My pain will be like my name, a phantom. Invisible. Gone. You shouldn't worry about me though. I'm pretty tough. You ought to be focusing on yourself, no? It's fine, I'll continue to be perfect, perform my role excellently, all for you, for Dayclan. For everyone I love, so look the other way when I mess up, okay? Will the day come where I can rip off this mask? I don't know, but don't leave my side until it can, okay.
[attr="class","rngwlvsrelationships2"]PLOTS
♡ I gotta work it out with the RPERs, but she should have threads with her kits ♡ potential tension between fia and golden? ♡ text
[attr="class","rngwlvsrelationships3"]FUN FACTS
♡ History: Brought to Primal Instinct by her father. Did not fit in. Got bullied until she got tired of it and left. Was found practically dead at Dayclan's border by Kasdeya. Taken in and brought back to health. Develops a mother daughter bond with Kasdeya. Watches Kasdeya gets killed by a fox and blames herself. Is then immediately indoctrinated as an Immortal Council member. Gets kidnapped by twolegs at one point and meets Autumngossamer. Escapes back to Dayclan. Falls for and gets married to Fia Cendrillon. Fia brings back kits for them to raise. Golden doesn't know who's they are but doesn't question it. Moons later, it comes to past they are Autumngossamer's. Feels awful she deprived her friend of her kits even though Autumn is grateful she raised them. Does her best to raise them but there are some pitfalls. Is elected Dayclan leader after Glow's disappearance/death. Is given even more kits by Fia, but at least she knows these were abandoned.
♡ Inspiration: Nana Daiba from Revue Starlight
♡ One Flaw They Hate About Themselves: that she takes everything as a personal attack and considers everything that goes badly her fault
♡ One Flaw They Don't Realize They Have: that she can't let go of the above until she becomes more comfortable with the idea of change
♡ Awards: Pair of the Month with Kasdeya (sunlight) September 2019
[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]a cage of bones, there's nothing inside
♡ Rank: warrior ♡ Gender: female ♡ Sexuality: lesbian ♡ Mate / Crush: taken by cleaver cat ♡ Aliases: none ♡ Alignment: neutral good ♡ Dreams: to make all her fans happy ♡ Fears: rejection, enclosed spaces ♡ Hobbies: making flower crowns and poetry ♡ Nervous Quirk: voice goes up an octave ♡ Parents: Autumngossamer x Lovesmitten (was adopted by Goldenphantom x Fia Cendrillon) ♡ Siblings: Fairytalehunt, Fallenleaves, Magicmoment, Divinefavor and Loveletter ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: Romeo by Honeyworks
[attr="class","rngwlvsrelationships"]BIO
In the distance, don't you hear it? The pounding hooves of a horse? The distant screams of "yah"? Until they come over the horizon, and you finally see them. One that you've been waiting for as long as you can remember. And now, he's finally here to save you, your Prince Charming. With one flick of the wrist with his sword, he has slain your oppressor. In a single graceful action, he has swept you off your feet. And as he leans in to kiss you, you probably never wondered what was going on behind those soulful eyes, the perfectly tousled hair, the brilliant smile. Because there's no way there could be any darkness. Not with your Prince Charming. Princecharming appears exactly like what she was named after. Flowing cream colored fur and light brown eyes you could lose yourself in. On the taller side, there is not a single chip in her armor. She truly lives up to her namesake, always with a flowery word on her tongue and a true desire to make you fall for her in her heart. It's no wonder she has quite a few admirers, for she always puts her all into her persona. The perfect prince, even ignoring the festering anxiety and questions of self worth that lay underneath. There's no reason to look at it. Cause she will deny it to the very end. Cause she is Princecharming.
[attr="class","rngwlvsrelationships2"]PLOTS
♡ she needs to connect with her sun siblings more ♡ on her journeys, she met swiftpaw and is harboring some feelings for her. but tries to get over them so she can stay loyal to her fans ♡ she's running a play with duskslayer. it can only go well
[attr="class","rngwlvsrelationships3"]FUN FACTS
♡ History: Born to Autumngossamer and Lovesmitten. Was taken away from her by Little and Fox cause idk. Was taken by Fia to Dayclan where she was raised by Golden and her. Was ashamed of her shy and scared personality so she developed a new one. Hosts plays all over and has a good amount of fans.
♡ Inspiration: Kaoru Seta from Bang Dream
♡ One Flaw They Hate About Themselves: how cowardly she is
♡ One Flaw They Don't Realize They Have: she wants to please everyone even though it's impossible
♡ Awards: none
[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]won’t you please become my princess?
♡ Rank: apprentice ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: none ♡ Alignment: true neutral ♡ Dreams: catch his parents in a lie, live freely ♡ Fears: liars ♡ Hobbies: chasing surfs at the beach ♡ Nervous Quirk: unsheathing and sheathing his claws ♡ Parents: Deal and Foxbane and Funk ♡ Siblings: Magnoliacut, Devilstrength, Tornflight, Flashhorizon, Whirlpoolhavoc, Smashdaisy, Divebomb, Fogstain, Dizzyclimg and Waterfallplunge ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: text
[attr="class","rngwlvsrelationships"]BIO
Right off the bat, something didn't feel right. A sort of uneasiness that haunts Surfchaser every waking moment of his life. Maybe some part of his subconscious was aware of the rich and twisted blood flowing in his veins. One of the Foxbane kits brought to Dayclan, he was always a bit too skeptical. A bit too untrusting to really consider Funk E'tan his father. Compared to the Nemesis, his pelt broke into sharp choppy waves of black on a stormy grey base. White like seafoam licks along the top of his legs and his belly, only to twist back into the waves of his long fur. Deep green eyes are adjourned in his skull, turbulent like the seas he was named after. It's not supposedly complete, as he was born without his back right leg. Not that Surfcatcher has ever let it slow him down or let people look down on him for it. Surfcatcher tends to paw the line between reasonably cynic and just downright depressed. His words are sharper than his claws, and that's the way he likes it. More of a lone wolf, his angry temperament and blatant disregard for the rules quickly chase off anyone wanting to get close to him. Even as he tries to keep it under control, he rarely apologizes for his actions. Though really cause he doesn't know how to. Raised by the Chaotic 3, he's no stranger to how to get people to do what he wants, and wastes no sympathy on others. As the waves crash against the short again and again, there holds certainty that Surfchaser will chip away against the shore till he gets the answers he wants.
[attr="class","rngwlvsrelationships2"]PLOTS
♡ none
[attr="class","rngwlvsrelationships3"]FUN FACTS
♡ History: Born to Foxbane in Sunclan. Lived there for a few months before being taken to Dayclan
♡ Inspiration: text
♡ One Flaw They Hate About Themselves:
♡ One Flaw They Don't Realize They Have:
♡ Awards: none
[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]skeptical x lone wolf x grumpy x anarchist
♡ Rank: warrior ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: none ♡ Alignment: neutral good ♡ Dreams: have a good time ♡ Fears: rejection, bullying ♡ Hobbies: flirting ♡ Nervous Quirk: tears up ♡ Parents: Fuzzyheart x Poppymask x Peachblush ♡ Siblings: Karmacarnage, Wishbone, Bubblegleam, Fairygarden, Wildblood, Moltenmidnight, Butterbean, Strawberrymilk, Darkhaven and Volcanickiss ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: text
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A tiny ginger and cream tom, with narrowed, pale blue eyes. Initial meetings with him give the impression he's rather shallow, a bit too preppy and too caring for his appearance. He'll even stop in the middle of his sentence to groom a hair back into place before continuing. Unsurprisingly to his name, he is the king of 'giving them the smolder', even though it rarely works and it tends to get him laughed at. Which Smolderingcomet is not a fan of, and will try whatever he can to repair his social standing with people. He has a bold, daring personality, and holds very little back when it comes to social interaction. His lack of a filter is astounding, as he can rarely go a week without making someone mad at him unintentionally. Hugely charismatic, he is expressive when he communicates, often talking with his whole body. It adds to his charm. He is very flirtatious and will hit on anyone, whether it's an attempt to get his own way or if he’s just that bored. But he is quick to care for the people he hits on. He makes his decisions purely based on his emotions and rarely applies logic to them. Often makes impulsive, emotionally-fueled decisions that usually end up backfiring in his face; it’s at times like these that he calls upon his charisma and social wit to help keep him out of trouble, which works roughly fifty percent of half the time. This process is often fondly referred to as ‘crashing and burning’ or ‘the Smolderingcomet Cycle’ by his family.
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♡ he's meeting with rosepaw ♡ text ♡ text
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♡ Inspiration: text
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]bold x emotional x charismatic x impulsive
♡ Rank: warrior ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: none ♡ Alignment: true netral ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: text ♡ Parents: text ♡ Siblings: Foxbane, Tiikeri, Cougar? ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: text
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He'd been in the shadows for too long. While not scorned or forgotten, he merely disappeared for years. Maybe he was jealous of the power thrown onto his sister and not him. Or the praise other garnered. He was mostly ignored as a kit and apprentice, each act somehow upstaged by someone else. Though the instant that sister got to be High Priestess, he threw himself into the role of the High Priestess' brother. As soon as that power left, he seemed too as well. Until one day when he strolled into Dayclan like it was nothing special. What on his siblings is bright red fur is a darker brown on his. Hints of orange are splashed across his chest and legs, but the rest of his pelt gradually changes between light brown to a brownish-blackish color. The fur around his muzzle has started to go white with age, but his dark brown eyes still hold the fire of youth. Liondynasty is Vixenkismet's brother and isn't one to let you forget it. He has strong pride in his family and his blood. But also, about everything else. If he does wrong, he'll blame anyone but himself. If you don't acknowledge his greatness, he'll harass you until you relent. For all his persistence, it doesn't mean he's very cunning. It's easy to catch him in a lie, or his proclamations don't line up to reality, but he'll still always deny. Vixen was always the brains of the litter, and that continues to this day. At least with him. He's undyingly loyal to Vixen and tends to listen to her before anyone else. Whether to her pleasure or annoyance, he doesn't really care. A bit too leery for his own good as well, but that's probably the blood talking.
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♡ none ♡ ♡
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]loyal x prideful x annoying
♡ Rank: kit ♡ Gender: female ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: text ♡ Alignment: text ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: text ♡ Parents: Crimsonrose // adopted by Fia and Golden ♡ Siblings: Mysteryleaf, Elyon, Adamantchill, Gleamingshard, Austereglint, Lighthunter and Weatheredheart ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: text
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Everyone's eyes are on you when you're the leader's kit, and that's the way Auroraknight likes it. Though everyone knows her as yet another kit Crimsonerose abandoned, she jumped right away on her new parents and tell the other cats to not even mention her birth mother. She looks more like Fia Cendrillon, with long grey fur like pigeon feathers. She has some warmer and creamier undertones to it, but she tends to ignore them or cover them in ash so it's not as noticeable. The only exception is her white chest and stomach, she barely messes with them. It fits after all. Auroraknight has clear yellow eyes, bright yet dim like a leaf caught in the morning sun. But she wishes they were more blue or green, something that fit her name more. She is very particular in everything she does, unable to rest until everything is as perfect as it could be. She cares a lot about her appearance and slowly learns how to weave things into her fur to help it pop. Auroraknight has heard the “you're beautiful” speech more than she wants to remember, but she knows that. It's not about beauty, it's about looking right. She has a voice like honey that can draw others in. But she's also so straightforward and blunt, she chases cats that were interested in her off. It doesn't help Aurora doesn't get humor, just staring ahead blankly with any joke. Not that you should make her the butt of a joke, or Fia or Golden will be called on.
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♡ none ♡ ♡
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♡ Inspiration: Rio Momose from Idolmaster Million Live
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]blunt x serious x flirty but badly
♡ Rank: kit ♡ Gender: female ♡ Sexuality: straight ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: text ♡ Alignment: text ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: text ♡ Parents: Volcanickiss x Wolfconstellation ♡ Siblings: Asterdarling, Icejackal, Hawksuperstition, Tangletongue, Timelessmelody, Meltedsmoke ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: text ♡ Theme Song: Primadonna by Marina and the Diamonds
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A ginger-furred bombshell with dramatic dark red tabby stripes and hazel eyes just like her mother’s. She has a white heart-shaped mark on her chest as well as a white tail-tip, which is always flicking back and forth, even when she’s resting she can’t keep it still. Flickeringvixen is absolutely gorgeous but also perhaps the most envious cat you will ever meet. She doesn’t like her friends talking about her, doesn’t like being the butt of the joke, doesn’t like to receive any sort of criticism. She wants what you have, a classic case of the grass-is-green-on-the-other-side. She’s crafty and cunning, though, and uses her good looks to get what she wants. Flickeringvixen causes a lot of friction within her family because she hates Asterdarling’s games and Tangletongue’s desire to always be touching. She’s strong-willed and always has been - so she doesn’t understand what it’s like to feel helpless, causing her to come across as downright cruel. While she doesn't like Asterdarling the two do have one thing in common and that is making fun of and picking on their sister Timlessmelody for her strange appearance, often telling her it would be too hard for her to be as good looking as she is and she wouldn't be able to handle it.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]envious x crafty x strong willed
♡ Rank: kit ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: text ♡ Alignment: text ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: text ♡ Parents: Cougarcall x Deal ♡ Siblings: Ivoryallure, Lazyreign, Reynardbribe, Seeinggreen, Veracity and Swallowingsea ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: King by Kanaria
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He's handsome and he knows it. There's no point in telling him. In fact, he'll say he's just about the best in everything. And if you try to prove him wrong, he'll throw a tantrum until he gets what he wants. Bleedingarrogance wears his long white fur like a cape, the red trail of his tail dragging behind him and a crown of red along the top of his head. His bright seafoam eyes like jewels, beautiful, and otherworldly. He truly lives up to his name, arrogant and proud in everything he does. He'll drag the conversation back to him anytime it deflects. Bleedingarrogance loves to show off, even if his skills are considered amateurish. If he's not the center of attention, he can quickly become petty and jealous. He's fairly rude to everyone he meets, but the closer you try to get to him, the more jealous and demanding he gets. It's a vicious cycle that can really only end one way. Some cats consider this a cry for help and that he is actually insecure in himself, but Bleedingarrogance won't tell you one way or the other. A king doesn't need to be honest.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]alcoholic x blunt x sarcastic x trait
[attr="class","rngwlvslyric2"]now i can finally open my eyes
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♡ Rank: text ♡ Gender: text ♡ Sexuality: text ♡ Mate / Crush: text ♡ Aliases: text ♡ Alignment: text ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: text ♡ Parents: text ♡ Siblings: text ♡ Kits: text ♡ Adoption Thread: text ♡ Theme Song: text
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]trait x trait x trait x trait
[attr="class","rngwlvslyric2"]next life on too, i'll reject you happily
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[attr="class","chrnamebig"]ROMULUS FAUNA
♡ Rank: apprentice ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Crush: dovegarden, spellmania, aurorapaw ♡ Aliases: Fawnpaw, Fawnhysteria ♡ Alignment: true neutral ♡ Dreams: find true love ♡ Fears: abandonment ♡ Hobbies: chasing monsters ♡ Nervous Quirk: scratches himself ♡ Parents: Lorelei Manina x Vulcan ♡ Siblings: Casimir Muda / Planepaw, Carnage Panic / Carnagepaw and Lorien Manette / Lorienpaw ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: Ruru's Suicide Show on a Livestream by Shinsei Kamattechan
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An anomaly. Nothing about him makes sense. From his pelt that looks more like a canvas with black and orange paint thrown on it, to his multicolor eyes that flash copper in the light. It only gets weirder when you see there's 4 of him. Well, not necessarily. One of the quadruplets from Lorelei Manina and Vulcan's union, he was brought to Swift with his brothers to be with his father. While he could never understand why they were dropped off, he doesn't question it much. Especially since his mother comes around often enough for him. With his brothers Casimir, Lorien, and Carnage, they quickly became troublemakers, always blaming the other for any form of mischief. Romulus himself is the most straightforward of the group, rarely struggling with things like identity and pride and taking his emotions in stride. He takes things as they come, letting any praise or condescension roll off his back. On the surface, he is remarkably average. Just the right amount of mischief and remorse, work and play, laid back and serious. It's almost remarkable. Peeling the layers back reveal he's a glutton for punishment, always getting strung along by someone not good for him. But he doesn't appear to mind, more reveling in the pain and the heartbreak. And even when he's discarded, he'll come back. To where it's easy to say he's obsessed with the bad romance. Like a roach, he keeps coming back. Cause it's never enough.
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♡ boy got like a crush on dovegarden. want them to reconnect ♡ also maybe some conflict with aurora cause of their differences ♡ text
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♡ Inspiration: text
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]mousey x obsessive x excitable x trickster
♡ Rank: warrior ♡ Gender: female ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Crush: Bloodystar ♡ Aliases: none ♡ Alignment: lawful good ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: bites her lower lip ♡ Parents: Ocherflame x Unknown Mom ♡ Siblings: none ♡ Kits: Watermelonsugar, Peppermintkiss, Nutmegfreckle, Butterscotchdrip, Shamrocksmoke, Sunflowerpatch, and Boysenberrybite ♡ Adoption Thread: none ♡ Theme Song: heart of a marionette by yukari hasimoto // sung by akiko hasegawa as miki hoshii
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Seeing the world through rose-colored glasses, you forget they're even on your face. Even when reality creeps in your peripheral, it's easy to ignore until those glasses shatter. Anemoneshade never figured they would, and why would they? She's a bombshell through and through. Long and soft fur covers her hourglass figure, a mix of pure white like the flower she was named after and light lilac that pops against it. Coupled with two jewels like tiger's eyes for eyes and she turns heads no matter where she goes. Not that she minds. She exemplifies her Eye zodiac too well. Extroverted and driven in all she does, Anemoneshade doesn't let anything slow or stop her from getting what she wants. There are no tricks or secrecy with her, she makes it clear what she wants and how she thinks of you. She'll get right to the heart of an issue and pulls no punches while doing so. A born leader, it's easy to fall in step behind her. Anemoneshade loves any sort of attention she gets, tending to bask in it or prod them to give her more but never chasing after it. She can be considered a bit too domineering though, pushing the buttons of those around her too hard to where she'll hurt someone. Anemoneshade is also extremely naive, believing the best in everyone and that nothing could go wrong as long as you work on it. Her judge of character is awful and it leads to her getting fooled quite often. At least her dad Ocherflame is always willing to pull her out of trouble and lightly chastise her. But the glasses are starting to crack, it'll only be a matter of time before they break.
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♡ she gonna get her heart broken by Bloodyrondo ♡ baby her kits prolly ♡ text
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♡ History: text
♡ Inspiration: text
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]extroverted x naive x bossy x optimist
♡ Rank: warrior / prisoner ♡ Gender: female ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate: Nightfury (stardance) (arranged marriage) ♡ Aliases: none ♡ Alignment: lawful good ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: stuttering ♡ Parents: Littlestar x Skipstep ♡ Siblings: Indigopastels, Jetfire, Goldengrace, Silverfringe, Beautifulbeacon and Arcticsong ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: text
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Happy. Adjective. Feeling or showing pleasure or contentment. With a name like Sunnysmiles, it's easy to see how she could be happy. But at the same time, how she isn't. Her pelt is like a ray of sunshine itself, blazing orange with blinding white markings. Golden amber eyes like jewels connect her to the world, to her family. One of the first daughters of Littlestar and Skipstep, she's the peacemaker in her family. While everyone goes off in their own directions, Sunnysmiles sits in the center, trying to draw everyone back together. And she does a good job. She's got an infectious smile, a laugh you could listen to for hours. Everything she says is positive and uplifting, to where a lot of cats come to her for help. Or to just get their ears tickled. Sunnysmiles doesn't mind either way, just happy by helping others. She can barely sit still, always running around and doing something for someone else. It will get to the point where she completely forgets about herself, and while Sunnysmiles says she doesn't mind, it's clear that she will starve herself as long as someone else gets to eat. Any stress or grief she feels is handled by focusing on other's. While the definition of a little ball of sunshine, when faced alone she doesn't know what to say about herself. As her identity involves others, she sticks to crowds and hates being alone. But, when the sun sets, a deep part of her wonders if she'll be left alone.
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♡ her and ghazen are gonna get married and have some tension with multiplesouls ♡ ♡
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♡ Inspiration: text
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]selfless x unintuitive x peace maker
♡ Rank: kit ♡ Gender: female ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Crush: Handsomeking (honey) ♡ Aliases: none ♡ Alignment: not sure ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: text ♡ Parents: Naturalgift x Unknown Mother ♡ Siblings: Sweetdream and Dancingpyxie ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: none ♡ Theme Song: Bubblegum B*tch by Marina and the Diamonds
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She is known as the #1 beauty in SunClan, and she won't let you forget that. Eternalbeauty talks and walks like the princess she believes she is. No, knows she is. Eternalbeauty loves incorporating shiny gems and glitter into her body paint, and weaving flowers into her fur silky white fur. The gray markings might as well have been painted by the Sun God himself, perfectly placed to accentuate her gentle curves, and bring out the intricate details of her soft blue gaze. She'll spend ages staring into a pond and weaving things into her fur, unable to stand anything out of place. Like a doll when you see her, you can quickly learn she's anything but when she speaks. Eternalbeauty is arrogant and selfish, believing that no she-cat is better than her. She's a schemer and gets incredibly jealous very easily. Her emotions tend to get the better of her, and she jumps straight to violence if given the opportunity. Despite all her scheming behind the scenes, she comes off as pious and humble. Always seeming to look out for the betterment of the clan when she's really just looking out for herself. She develops a crush on Handsomeking as a kit, and is willing to do anything to be by his side as his wife. The appearance of Dancingpixie makes her insecure and jealous, only getting worse as Handsomeking begins to show affection towards her. She seeks to get rid of Dancingpixie on many occasions, setting her up for failure while making herself seem more favorable in his eyes.
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♡ none ♡ ♡
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♡ Inspiration: text
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]I'm gonna pop your bubblegum heart
♡ Rank: kit ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: text ♡ Alignment: text ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: text ♡ Parents: Anemoneshade x Bloodyrondo ♡ Siblings: Watermelonsugar, Nutmegfreckle, Butterscotchdrip, Shamrocksmoke, Sunflowerpatch and Boysenberrybite ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: text
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Not much needs to be said for Peppermintkiss. Like the flavor he was named after, he's overpowering and is best working with the same people. His fur is a rich and dark red, making him look like he's constantly bleeding. But even darker stripes swirl around his sides like the mints you get in the coldest parts of the year. His chest and muzzle are not as stained, white like clean cobwebs not yet used. And like many of his other siblings, his eyes are a pale green like dried herbs. One of the sons of Bloodystar and Anemoneshade, he always knew something was off. His father was very blasé with him and his siblings like he couldn't look them in the eyes. His mother gave them all enough love to be satisfied, but Pepperintkiss could never decide if he wanted his father in his life or not. He gets along well with his siblings, especially Watermelonsugar. Though when he's not with them, you'll generally find him by himself. He's a lone wolf, tending to forge his own path and not really care who else's he messes up on that way. Peppermintkiss doesn't care for what most cats think of him. Most days he can barely be bothered to get out of bed. A persistent raincloud rains on him, and he doesn't know how to shake it. He'll never get close enough to someone for anything more than a quick kiss. At least he figures.
[attr="class","rngwlvslyric2"]getcha out of my life boy! i'll getcha, getcha, getcha!
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[attr="class","chrnamebig"]UNDEADECHO
♡ Rank: warrior ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: none ♡ Alignment: chaotic neutral ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: clicking his teeth ♡ Parents: Unknown ♡ Siblings: Slaughtercomplex, Ravagedblood, and Slightmurder ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: text
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He was dead. Deceased. Kicked the bucket. Pushing up daisies. Any other metaphor you want to use, he knows that's the truth. After all, he could only be undead if he was dead before. So where did this beating heart come from? How can these sunken gilded eyes see? He looks like he should be dead. Covered in grey fur that borders on bone white, split up by jet black tabby stripes that look like ribs. Stretching all the way down, where each bone seems highlighted by a stripe. He has a few orange patches between the stripes, like chunks of flesh left behind after his corpse was cleaned. Undeadecho was just found one day, brought to Moonclan. He barely remembers life before then, considering this a sort of rebirth. So why is he back? Who reanimated him? Who kicked him out of heaven or hell? Undeadecho isn't sure, and no one can answer the questions he poses. Even with his doubts about fitting in with the living, he speaks their language well. Walks the walk well. A bit bitter to the taste, snarky and rude to just about everyone. While he has the empathy to understand how he makes people feel, he doesn't care. Whatever sent him back to this world must have had its reasons, so till he can figure it out, he may as well assume it was for the worst. Earth must truly be worse than hell then? Any pleasure in other's pain was learned, forced on him, for some sort of justification. He carries an emptiness in his chest, and does anything he can to fill that void. Cause the one thing they forgot to leave him with was a soul.
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♡ he's gonna knock up poppymask and applepaw and then ghost them cause he forgot he even did it ♡ ♡
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]forgetful x rude x sleepy x empty
Abaddon - Noun with two definitions. It’s described as both a place of destruction and an angel of the abyss. Specifically called the king of an army of locusts. A fitting name for the monster’s sister. One that can stand on equal footing with him. She doesn’t need an introduction, walking so tall and strong that it makes heads turn. Her thick pelt is black as the bottomless pit she’s named after, splashes of white light reaching down through her chest, paws and spots on her nose. Her eyes seem to shine with whatever color she commands of them, normally sitting on a light gold. It doesn’t seem plausible she could, but Abaddon can make you believe she can control anything. From cats, to the world around her, to a horde of locusts, she’s the kind to make you believe in the impossible. Power naturally flocks to her and she craves it, a fitting relationship until her brother became the leader of Moonclan. For now, she can only pull at his strings, which she finds fun in it’s own right. It can’t be clear if she’s scheming some sort of coup or similar, she can barely be read. Expressionless and curt most of the time, she prefers to cut conversations and social interactions short. Not that she really needs to listen to what you have to say, she has an almost inhuman way of guessing what you’ll say. Having learned how to read even the most minute movements, Abby finds the day to day conversation boring yet doesn’t mind playing mind games every now and again. When by herself, she tends to attract insects to her. And soon she’ll have them jumping through hoops for her. So who knows what she will accomplish next.
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♡ i lowkey want abby x riverwolf to happen ♡ ♡
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]cutthroat x cunning x authoritative
♡ Rank: kit ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: Andante ♡ Alignment: text ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: text ♡ Parents: Marvelstar x Ryn ♡ Siblings: Hauntedruins / Requiem and Nocturnelights / Rhapsody ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: none ♡ Theme Song: text
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He was second best. Never quite enough. Maybe he was held back from the get-go. It never felt like he was given the same opportunities his brother was. So Vantanoir accepted his name, and let himself descend into darkness. There's not a hint of anything else in his short pelt. The only things that stand out are his striking dark blue eyes, like pools of the deepest parts of the ocean. It's immediately apparent Vantanoir came from rich blood, the son of Marvelstar and Ryn. His father runs a group called the Silhouettes, and maybe it was his own naivety that made him believe he stood a chance of becoming the successor. Cause what kid doesn't want to follow in their father's footsteps. But that was never really the case since his brother Hauntedruins was set to become the successor from the get-go. Vantanoir couldn't help but be jealous, thrown to the wayside just because Hauntedruins was only a little older than him. So where Vantanoir couldn't win fair and square, he changed routes and became a trickster. It's hard to tell if it's all a game to him or if he's serious, but he takes any opportunity to mess with his brother and try to usurp him. Vantanoir is a schemer, through and through. He always has some trick up his sleeve to get him out of trouble, or he'll lay on this classy charm he has somehow mastered to get out. He does tend to get caught up in his schemes and thinkings, sometimes you can catch him monologuing to himself. Vantanoir isn't the cheeriest guy, it's clear even through the grin. He has a fascination with the dark and the grisly. Underneath it, he is kind and considerate, but he doesn't show it often. Because that's not going to get him to the throne any faster.
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♡ he's gonna have a good ol fight with haunted ♡ ♡
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♡ Inspiration: text
♡ One Flaw They Hate About Themselves:
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]basically loki x focused x trickster
Post by strawberrycupid on Jul 4, 2019 19:33:18 GMT -5
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[attr="class","rngwlvslyric1"]SPRINGCLAN
[attr="class","rngwlvslyric2"]i've waited too long for this love to be requited
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[attr="class","chrnamebig"]CINDERWOLF
♡ Rank: kit ♡ Gender: female ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: 19 ♡ Alignment: text ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: text ♡ Parents: unknown ♡ Siblings: dead ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: text
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When she was first brought to Home, it was like a clan ruled by kits. A perfect playground with a never-ending amount of new friends. A single adult, watching over dozens of children climbing up on the walls and hollering as loud as they could. It sounded perfect to Cinderwolf and her siblings. But life was never just fun and games. It was only a few days when the experimenting started. And it was never-ending. From morning until the afternoon, every moment was filled with misery. Those effects were life-changing for most. Well, life-ending. That perfect playground was slowly decaying, getting smaller every day. It only took a few weeks for Cinderwolf to become an only kit. Her sisters Seventeen and Twenty went quick, but her sister Eighteen died very slowly. She fought with all the life she had in her, but it wasn’t enough. But it was her sister's purpose to be experiments. That's what Nineteen was told, what she needed to believe to get through the nights. That was Cinderwolf's name back then. Her own purpose turned out to be training to be an assassin. Like other assassins raised there, her emotions were suppressed, but Cinderwolf went the extra mile. She’s very distant compared to the rest of Humanity, without any littermates she never saw the need to connect with others. Cinderwolf is very unfeeling, not even a thorn in her paw would make her blink. But she poises within her clan as a ditzy cute clutz, the perfect quirky eye candy of her clan. She has auburn fur with cinder underfur, a side effect from losing fur during the experiments only for it to grow back grey. Her eyes also fogged up cinder due to some side effects, but on a warm day, you can still see the blue beneath the green.
[attr="class","rngwlvslyric2"]so i'm gonna lock it away and throw away the key
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[attr="class","chrnamebig"]MOLEMOUND
♡ Rank: kit ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: text ♡ Alignment: text ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: text ♡ Parents: Poppymask x Undeadecho (adopted by Ratstar) ♡ Siblings: Bugbite, Weevilspike, Sunpetal, Azaleabloom and Beachgazer ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: text
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Molemound was born with the chubbiest cheeks that you always wanna pinch. The short and simply brown tabby pelt you just wanna run your hands through. And a tiny stump of a tail like his mom's that some can't help but boop on the way past him. And Molemound will always squeak in embarrassment when you do. Because after moons of cats doing it, he keeps forgetting they will. He was born to Poppymask and Ratstar, and even though his other siblings look quite a bit different than their father, Molemound never doubted it for a second. I mean, they were both brown. What more could you ask for? That's the kind of simple thinking he's prone too. If it's easier to figure something out in fewer steps but not think about it critically, that's the path he will take. He's not dumb, but he's not exceptionally smart either. Molemound's talent seems to be just attracting people to his presence. Intentionally or otherwise. He doesn't particularly stand out, he's just the kind of guy that is hard to hate. Everything he does has such earnest kindness behind it, as if he always has the right reason behind it. Or whatever reason he's been lead to believe. Since Molemound is so trusting in others and they find him trustworthy, it's easy for you to make him a pawn in your game. And he won't really mind. Maybe the forgetfulness was hereditary from his real father, Undeadecho. But Molemound has an ear for details, able to recite a conversation line by line. A perfect mole for anyone who needs one.
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♡ none ♡ ♡
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♡ One Flaw They Hate About Themselves:
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]alcoholic x blunt x sarcastic x trait
♡ Rank: kit ♡ Gender: female ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: none ♡ Alignment: neutral good ♡ Dreams: to be healthy ♡ Fears: entrapment ♡ Hobbies: bug watching ♡ Nervous Quirk: feeling dizzy ♡ Parents: Crownglass x Seablossom ♡ Siblings: Berrybloom, Seaglass and Tallcrown ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: text
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There was always something off about her. Odd even. It must have been from the moment she was born. Cause even if the name was from love, Odddream never really understood why she even had that name. She looks like a patchwork doll, different colors of fur sewn together, with frayed ends and colors that start and stop wrongly. Her olive-green eyes are like buttons, delicately sewn, and sunken into place. Maybe it was the gangly way her limbs just hung, like a toy's limbs about to fall off, or how her features appear more pronounced than most cats. But it was clear she wasn't quite right from the get go. Proven more in that she would always end up sick. Kept in the nursery for her kithood, and reporting back to her mother often in her apprenticehood, she was stifled on the social front and it shows. Painfully shy, she tends to sit on the sidelines rather than join in. While mostly satisfied with her daydreams, she is fascinated yet terrified for them to become a reality. Airheaded, she's oblivious to others feelings towards her. As she gets older, the sickness doesn't really leave her. She merely gets used to the feeling and learns the signs of when to stop. Odddream rarely complains though, and goes along with her orders easily. She sometimes feels like she is stuck in a dream she can't wake up from. And some part of her wishes it was true, that this wasn't her reality.
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♡ none ♡ ♡
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]airheaded x naive x uncomplaining
[attr="class","rngwlvslyric2"]throwing you out of my life was the ultimate answer
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[attr="class","chrnamebig"]MAGGOTMEAT
♡ Rank: apprentice ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: Tundrakit ♡ Alignment: neutral good ♡ Dreams: escape winterclan ♡ Fears: silverfury ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: make himself smaller ♡ Parents: Bluejay x Snakefang ♡ Siblings: Sinfulatrocity, Soulessabomination, Dirtydivinity, Fallengrace, Rottenfang, Quiveringcoward, Brokenface and Mangledmind ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: text
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If nothing ever goes right, there's no reason to believe things would change. He was ready to be a throwaway character in a movie, one that is filmed to be sympathetic. Kind, strong in their convictions, maybe a little dumb but charming enough. And then the plot completely destroys them and everything they love. The worst part is there is no redemption, no promise for a happy future. Because it's already too late, because that character is dead, and now the protagonist takes on their burden. But there's no sympathy for that character, cause he was just a device, a ploy to pull at your heartstrings till they break. Maggotmeat is still alive though and doesn't know what to do with his remaining time. His body is covered in pure white fur like a corpse covered in fallen snow. As he gets older, he will slowly start to grey; decay except for his chest, belly, and paws. Which was strange, especially since rigor mortis starts in the head. His hazy green reptilian eye is sunk into his skull, the other completely gone and leaving an empty hole in its wake. Like his namesake, he is horribly small. Already the runt of his litter, a lack of milk kept him from growing any more. Any chance to grow or change was shut down, even if Winterclan would say otherwise. His only supposed help was Howlingnight dragging him away from Bluejay to force him to walk to her again. When he left the prison, he didn't initially fit in with his siblings. He was looking to be brave like his mother wanted, and that seemed to mean being rebellious. Rather than go with his demon name, Maggotkit, he took the name his mother Bluejay called him, Tundrakit. Until one day, when his foster mother, Dottymask, got mad enough to cuff him over the eye for it. His eye swelled up and became infected, and with them refusing to let the witch's help, it ended up with Maggotkit pinned to the ground as Silverfury pulled it out of its socket. With his eye came his defiance, and Maggotkit slowly fell into his role as a servant and a demon. He's generally polite but will point out flaws in his littermate's logic. While he has gotten along with them better, there's still a wall between him and a few. Once he became quiet, he stopped being the center of attention. Which meant less torment. But his mind still revolved around the things they said, slowly letting himself believe he is what they say he is. You can still catch the glimmer of rebellion in his eye if you look close enough. Though most of that is tunneled into stealing food and talking back to winterclan. He still has a fierce devotion to Bluejay and gets extremely defensive of her. He still wants to be seen as the brave boy she asked him to be, but he isn't sure he'll live long enough to become it.
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♡ gosh dotty gonna mess him up ♡ also is howling his friend ♡
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♡ One Flaw They Hate About Themselves:
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]afraid x brave x weak x empathetic
♡ Rank: warrior ♡ Gender: female ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: none ♡ Alignment: true neutral ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: biting her tongue ♡ Parents: Windyhurricane x Stormgazer ♡ Siblings: Soaringwinds, Hailstone, Rainpuddle and Lightningbolt ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: text
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"Oh she was wild, she was free. Faced the fire fearlessly. That's the spirit, that's the ghost inside of me." Chasing Thunder by Kesha. Thunder is never quiet, never just a blip on the radar that is seen than gone. No, thunder is something that shakes you down straight to your bones, rattling you inside and out. It's the precursor to lightning, the kind of sign that could never be missed. While lightning is just a blink of light, thunder's like an echo. Never leaving you. Even though she's an outsider, Thunderpurr is like the puzzle piece Winterclan was looking for. She is the perfect specimen of WinterClan with thick long silvery fur that helps her blend into her environment. Like her father, her fur is decorated with stray pieces of nature. Gorgeous bluejay feathers, strings of pearls from SummerClan, and snowdrop flowers curl around her fur in an assortment of colors and objects. Her eyes are an electric yellow, like the lightning you'd see after hearing her. She holds herself tall and with pride, close to the point of arrogance. She is incredibly proud of her homelands and ensuring every clanmates safety. But Thunderpurr knows where she's from, the mellower Summerclan, and will not stand by if her family is being ridiculed. True to her heart, her words are quick to shut down anyone or any troubling situation. Though she isn't necessarily a peacekeeper, a bit too selfish to dive to a stranger's defense. She has a very elegant nature about herself, always remaining composed, civil, and never raising her voice, only strengthening her words. Thunderpurr is the kind to ask the harder questions, to keep herself chillingly cool in any situation. Despite her composed nature, she suffers from her grandmother's psychopathy and lack of empathy. There's no fighting with herself about hurting others, no worries about if her actions are right or wrong, and even a lack of concern for other's outside of Winterclan. It's hard to tell if she's trying to manipulate you, as sometimes her words go against the eccentric nature she got from her father. She's quick to let go and explode into a party animal, any shred of elegance torn away as all her vices mix into a violent cocktail. It's as startling as thunder, and she doesn't mind.
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♡ none ♡ ♡
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]startling x unpredictable x prideful
♡ Rank: apprentice ♡ Gender: female ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: none ♡ Alignment: text ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: paw stirring on the ground ♡ Parents: Lionwhisper x Sweetiepeach ♡ Siblings: Stormbreaker, Lioncub, Rookshadow, Hollowsong and Buzzardtalon ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: text
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Nevermore. A memory of Dayclan never existed, there was nothing to destroy. Raven and her siblings were ripped from their home too young to even taste the milk from it before being brought up to Winterclan. Looking over the world, almost like Ravenisland is sitting on top of her very own statue of Athena. Ancient and mystic blood flows through her veins, of leaders and nemeses and pathologists. According to Primal Instinct lore, daughters with pathologist blood have been able to see ghosts. The sing-song whispers Ravenisland speaks reminds Winterclan of the past, and it only makes her talk quieter. She's supernatural to the nth degree, practically lost on her own island that exists in her mind. She sees things out of the corner of her eyes, hears the bumps in the night, and the growling under her bed. Till she turns to look at it, which makes it stop. Almost like the monsters are more scared of her than she is of them. It's easy, they seem like such a constant presence, Ravenisland has gotten used to it. If she feels fear, she doesn't show it. Able to sit through the scariest stories, or the worst injuries she could feel. The cats around her are scary, but she wonders if the monsters in the cave are moreso. Her mind is constantly in and out of dreams, whether awake or asleep. And Raven can end up so gone, it causes her to get in trouble. Sometimes she doesn’t notice predators sneaking up on her while she’s spacing out. Ravenisland is soft-spoken with an addictive lullaby sounding voice like her mother's. She resembles quite a bit of her mother with her white bengal paws and black fur color, like she's covered in raven feathers herself. Ravenisland keeps to herself, a true enigma to the others in the clan. In some folklore, ravens are murder victims that weren't given a proper burial. In others, they are damned souls. Whatever they are, the birds seem to gather around their namesake. It only feels like a matter of time until she disappears, and she won't come back. Nevermore.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]gentle x spacey x brave x isolated
♡ Rank: prisoner ♡ Gender: female ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: Tearjester ♡ Alignment: true neutral ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: text ♡ Parents: Sablestar x Titaniumheart ♡ Siblings: Harechase, Flametheory, Dreamreflect, and Destinydare ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: none ♡ Theme Song: text
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There's nothing left in this world for her, so why is she even still here? Her name, gone. The rest of her family, dead. Her impact on the world disappeared like a ripple in a lake. It was large at the time, but now is nothing more than a vague memory. Where she came from, where she went and why she is back, she'll never tell. Even for one old enough to be an elder's mother, she still has secrets behind that wry smile. They're forever locked away. You can barely get close to her, she bounces around groups and will even play the enemy to get people off her back. Blackthornfate only appears to care for herself but is also one that can't be chained down. She must have dug a hundred ways out of the prison, found a thousand or more hiding spots on the mountain. Just to get away, just to play the jester one last time. Her coat is long, greyed out from age, or even just the snow. Though she's not as big as the other Winterclan purebreds. Her eyes are the only thing that even hints at her past, a dark brown. A sable like color. But ask her no questions, and she tells no lies. Cause otherwise, she'll be lying a lot.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]brilliant x coy x blunt x spiteful
♡ Rank: kit ♡ Gender: female ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate: Lioncub (faith) (arranged marriage) ♡ Aliases: none ♡ Alignment: text ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: pulling at her fur ♡ Parents: Dottymask x Silverfury ♡ Siblings: Rosemaryblight, Gallopingwinds, Fluffyleopard and Witheringrose ♡ Kits: text ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: text
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She was supposed to be the catch of Winterclan. Pure blooded Winterclan, with white luxurious fur with misty traces of silver cascading through her fur like the snow wisping around mountain terrain. When the wind settles, it piles up at her feet and nose. Her eyes are hazel blue like watery cold sunsets and her voice is as delicate as ice. At first glance, she's almost too perfect. She’s elegant in the way she talks, princess perfect in the way she walks too. She is kind and benevolent, always wanting to help others and the clan. She never returns back to camp empty-pawed, there’s always a piece of prey held with pride in her glittery toothed jaws. Seemingly perfect, with the few toms around clamoring over her, it's like she was torn right out of a fairytale. But there's never been a perfect cat, even if Heavenlyarctic tries to be. She suffers from PTSD after watching her parents, Dottymask and Silverfury, beat her other siblings into submission for not being perfect. She also never got away from it herself, bullied by her sisters, Rosemaryblight and Fluffyleopard, for her passive nature and complete lack of a spine. She cries at the sight of anyone fighting, and goes into panic attacks if forced to fight someone else. Both in physical fights and confrontations. Heavenlyarctic has a hard time standing up for herself and others, and while she tries to stop a fight, she rarely does. Her will is rather soft, and she isn't accustomed to violence, which is only magnified by her fear of blood. Anytime she falls short of perfection, panic grips her of what it could mean for her being less than what her parents expected of her. Because of her fear of violence, Heavenlyarctic often says that she will be a permanent queen, not a warrior despite her hunting skills. Staying in the nursery may stave some of the expectations her parents have for her, but there's no chance she'd be rid of them entirely.
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Every new invention is gawked at until the next shiny thing comes along, but it's unlikely anything will replace the concept of a wedding. Beautiful scenery, gorgeous grooms and brides, warm wishes from everyone you know. It was the sort of things everyone is dreaming of. But it was like every fantasy had come to life in Veiledstory. He is the perfect cat for Winterclan. Long and thick fur that curls on itself, like a gentle trail of a dress. His fur is mostly snowy white, perfect for a blushing bride, but he also had rich brown tabby veil over part of his back, face and tail. His eyes are a grassy green, like new shoots that show signs of new life. He looks like pure Winterclan, and was able to spin out a couple of memorable names to claim as relatives and it didn't take much else convincing. Veiledstory speaks so calmly and deeply, a lulling sound that can easily bring you into a sense of security. And what's not to love? He's very staunch in the new winterclan code, loyal without even needing to be played, but is also sociable and kind. Veiledstory is always watching out for others, willing to lend a hand or get revenge for you. Whatever your needs are, he will shape himself to them. But some things don't add up. Like how those cats he mentioned look nothing like him, or how you'll feel a chill up your spine and then he appears, or how he seems to just know what is going on all the time. He is quietly watching everyone, but one in particular stands out. And he's stubborn enough to spin the webs to get what he wants.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]alcoholic x blunt x sarcastic x trait
♡ Rank: kit ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: text ♡ Alignment: text ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: text ♡ Parents: Wintrystar x Howlingnight ♡ Siblings: Gardeniagore, Pomegranatedecay, Reapingnight and Skeletalrose ♡ Kits: text ♡ Adoption Thread: text ♡ Theme Song: Suck It Up by Maretu
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Your first impression on people will stick to their minds like warm tongues on cold street lamps. And they're just as foolish as trying to lick it in the first place. Cause they lie. It shouldn't be a surprise, everyone does at some point. Some white as snow, some black like ink and forever staining the canvas they were splattered on. The way you walk and talk can sway the reception of your character just as hard as your actions, if not more. It's important to everything going forward. When you stand next to stars on the stage of life, it's easy to be overshadowed. But that's not what Deathreign wants. Nah, he figured if he was going to walk across this stage, he wanted to do it right. And he has all the looks and blood to stick out. His long fur is a velvety black curtain, catching the light and showing smoke trails of white from the theater guests. His eyes are a pale yellow like studio lights, illuminate across his dark pelt. Deathreign truly stands among stars, his parents Wintrystar and Howlingnight. And they were expected to act their hearts out for the audience, for Winterclan. At first glance, when he walks onto the stage, Deathreign does a good job. With dark fur that stands out against the harsh snow, mysterious eyes that could tell you everything right or wrong, even a smile as devilishly mischievous yet practiced tells you all you want to know. He's a bad boy, one every boy and girl his age fears yet loves. Like in high school dramas, you can catch him throwing rocks at birds, sneaking off to Lord Borealis knows where or beating outsiders to a pulp. Anything to get your heart racing, whether he knows it or not. And your first impression holds. Until he opens his mouth. For as much as Deathreign loves control, craves it even, his tongue gives him away. Cause as soon as one word comes out, every single one of his thoughts do. He has a bad case of diarrhea of the mouth, spilling every thought that crosses his mind all at once. Whatever he sees or hears, it doesn't matter what. It leads to most of his interactions becoming awkward and him trying to shut himself up. But it rarely works. More like a dam that is barely holding itself together, everything will rush out eventually. His knowledge is a jack of all trades kind, the things he's most interested in like snakes and scorpions he's never seen. It's on a level where you could call him dorky. It's a constant battle with himself, with the stage, and with his parents. Since his real self conflicts with what the world expects of him, he sheds any sort of mercy and kindness from his act. Calling him a prick is an understatement, as very few are exempt from his nitpicking and trashtalk. Any sort of grumbling or complaining he hears is generally responded to by Deathreign's catchphrase. "Suck it up." Like he does, like he expects everyone else to. As the audience wants, he acts. As simple as that.
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♡ text ♡ ♡
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♡ One Flaw They Hate About Themselves:
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]alcoholic x blunt x sarcastic x trait
♡ Rank: kit ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: text ♡ Alignment: true neutral ♡ Dreams: to be seen as equal as his siblings ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: making snow sculptures ♡ Nervous Quirk: text ♡ Parents: Blackthornfate x Deal // raised by Smokesignal ♡ Siblings: Sablewitch, Jestermask, Thunderdoze, Haremoon and Dreamtheory ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: When Something Smells, It's Usually Me
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It didn't take long in Bluereflection's short life for a phrase to rise up about him. "when trouble brews, it's out of Blue." Trouble was never a surprise anymore, it wasn't out of nowhere now. It was from Bluereflection. He attracts trouble no matter where he goes. Most of it is not his fault, perpetually walking in the eye of a hurricane. Not that he is ever without fault. Because, for lack of a better term, Bluereflection is an idiot. He tends to mistake anything he sees for something else and needs to be barraged with evidence before he changes his mind. He is easygoing and friendly if a bit lazy. But he will come up with lie after lie if it means saving his own skin. It's almost like a compulsion for him. People blame him for almost anything anyway, who'd believe him if he told the truth? Probably no one. So he may as well. It's not like life does him any favors. Bluereflection's luck is terrible, especially in the love department. He likes the ladies and the gents like anyone else does, maybe a little too much. But his relationships tend to crumble almost as soon as he starts them, to where he can tell you his different flings based on how they slapped him. He's pretty handy with certain things and has a good eye for art, but that's about it for his skills. For as much as Bluereflection wants to stand on his own and side by side with his siblings, he has a long road ahead of him. Bluereflection is a long-haired dark blue cat with pale yellow eyes.
Post by strawberrycupid on Jul 17, 2019 16:21:55 GMT -5
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[attr="class","rngwlvslyric1"]Primal Instinct
[attr="class","rngwlvslyric2"]you've lost your ability to take my breath away
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[attr="class","chrnamebig"]FUNK
♡ Rank: nemesis ♡ Gender: nonbinary male ♡ Sexuality: pansexual ♡ Mates: Glowstar (faith) + Foxbane (honey) ♡ Lives: 7 of 9 ♡ Aliases: Cardinalsin, Cardinalflight, Dante, Eshek, Reedshadow, Funkbeat ♡ Alignment: chaotic neutral ♡ Dreams: to learn everything he can ♡ Fears: being ignored ♡ Hobbies: experimenting, gardening ♡ Nervous Quirk: world becomes dark / sight starts to black out ♡ Parents: Kittypets ♡ Siblings: Disco, Jazz, Ballad, Reprise and Hymn ♡ Kits: too many, look here ♡ Adoption Thread: none ♡ Theme Song: king of the clouds by panic at the disco
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“There's a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line.” - Oscar Levant
You all know him. You all love him. You can't live without him. The mad doctor with a silver tongue and words laced with poison. The Cheshire cat who smiles with more teeth than joy and who's morbid curiosity will always lead him back no matter how many times he's killed. Addiction and chaos blend together, creating the black as night roast that is Funk E'tan. The base is surprisingly light and short, an auburn brown color like brown sugar and just as sweet to the taste with no scars to rough it up. Black rosettes like roses and stripes like blades of grass grow from this ground, swirling together along his slender frame. Topped with a muzzle as white as whipped cream. he is shockingly slim for a Primal Instinct cat, much less a Nemesis. But he stares at the world through light celadon eyes, the very windows to his soul appearing to be sick. It's a contagious virus he's spread over to countless victims and the like over the last few years. What the Nemesis lacks in physical prowess, he makes up for in cunning and strategy. Born a kittypet, he left that life out of boredom and joined a clan, but also ended up leaving that life by repaying their kindness and teachings with a mass poisoning of the food supply. Empathy has always been a stranger to him, divorcing the thought even more as he traveled anywhere he could; making medicine and giving it to anyone he could get to drink it with a little sugar. At first, he tested his theories on himself, ingesting anything he could get his paws on. But his immune system quickly caught on and now he can only get the same high if he watches someone go through it. To call him magnetic would be an understatement, all things good and evil are drawn to him. He fulfills his wish of maintaining the greenhouse at the cost of becoming Shaman. His kits thrive as other Nemeses die, leaving him to pick up the pieces. A crown was placed on his head as the corpse of his mate hung above his throne. Perhaps the reason they let him keep the position is because he keeps picking himself up after every blow, truly the embodiment of the ideals of Primal Instinct. A bright and hard working leader who takes no one seriously, who relishes in the pain of others, who will use and abuse anyone in his way until he just throws them away like scrap and could watch the world burn with no qualms. No one needs to know the desperation in drowning his emotions in any few inches of water he can find, the compulsive need to be in any position of power he can get, the constant lying and betrayal just to get no one to trust him and ridicule those that do, the throwing of his heart around just waiting for it to break again and to laugh it off. The karmic line between love and pain, genius and insanity, has blurred in his eyes, shaky and runny as they melt together. Constantly on the quest for knowledge, he'll continue to throw everything together without care. It's only a matter of time before it blows up in his face, but maybe that's what he's waiting for.
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♡ he is very broken up about Glow's death. probably gonna investigate it ♡ oh his territory is being destroyed. that's fun ♡
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♡ History: text
♡ Lives Lost: Death 1: killed by Shule after injuring Sean. sliced across his neck. purr is now gargled. Death 2: died of smoke inhalation thanks to the combined power of losing Glow, the hallucinations made by Bloody and Autumn, and his own illusions
♡ Inspiration: Dr. Funkbeat by Nyanyannya, Dr. Stein from Soul Eater, Kokichi Oma from Danganronpa V3, Ace from 999: Nine Hours, Nine Persons, Nine Doors, Goro Akechi from Persona 5
♡ One Flaw They Hate About Themselves: that there are things he can't understand
♡ One Flaw They Don't Realize They Have: he won't let himself open up to anyone
♡ Awards: Character of the Month for June 2019 || Couple of the Month with Glowstar (faith), Deal (cleaver) and Foxstar (honey) for September 2019 || Quote of the Month for September 2019 “Fine, I swear on my mother's diamond bejeweled collar," lifting his paw away from the crippled dandelion, "that if you come with me for the night, you'll make it out of here alive. Maybe a little different, but at least you'll be alive. And yes, this is a serious pledge. Cause I respect my mama and all the work she does, sitting on a cashmere pillow and telling me how much of a failure I am. Haha." Funk E'tan (strawberrycupid)” || Pair of the Month with Blue (jadie) for October 2019 || Character of the Year for 2019 || Couple of the Year with Glowstar (faith), Foxbane (honey) and Burningstar (jetclaw) for 2019 || Pair of the Month with Sean (faith) for January 2020 || Pair of the Month with Sean (faith) and Foxbane (honeystorm) for June 2020
[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]i don't feel anything at all
♡ Rank: punishment hunter ♡ Gender: female ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Crush: Vulcan (honey) ♡ Aliases: Sister ♡ Alignment: chaotic evil ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: fidgeting with something close to her ♡ Parents: Ahava Vaicorona x Unknown Father ♡ Siblings: Fia Cendrillon and Alvah Ferris / Howlingnight ♡ Kits: Carnage Panic, Lorien Manette, Casimir Muda and Romulus Fauna ♡ Adoption Thread: none ♡ Theme Song: macaron by atols-p
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The horn that signals the end or the beginning, depending on which side you're on. Cloaked in a pelt that intertwines the deep black of hatred and the blooming red of blood wraps her frame, Small strips of white humanity peaking out on her back and legs. Standing tall and lean, she stares at the world through one Emerald green eye that flashes copper and a void black that bleeds red. ripped away from her mother at birth, she miraculously survived along with her two siblings despite the constant abuse thrown at them from their captors. Lorelei always had a mouth on her, and her tongue was threatened to be ripped from her mouth on numerous occasions. Finally, her and her brother managed to escape, leaving their sister behind cause they couldn't get to her in time. After managing to survive on their own, the two separated, and she traveled on her own for a few moons before being saved from a badger by Senescence. Lorelei would never forget that display, a wondrous dance of gore and shadow. It touched her in a way nothing had for a very long time, and she quickly attached herself to the blood and shadow she-cat. Given the name Lorelei Manina, for her attitude and song, she was brought to the League where she quickly flowered. A warlike siren, she sings a deadly tune. Constantly looking for trouble and always finding it, she plays with fire and loves getting burned. She can lure anyone in with playful words and addictive personality, but like a siren she'll only lead you to destruction. Any feelings for anyone are brief and fleeting, it won't be long until she gets bored and finds someone new to play with. The cycle will repeat, and the performance will begin again. Just be sure to close your ears before or else you'll find yourself next.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]fearless x violent x childish x artful
♡ Rank: enforcer ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: none ♡ Alignment: true neutral ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: smiling ♡ Parents: Unknown, adopted by Funk ♡ Siblings: none for now ♡ Kits: text ♡ Adoption Thread: none ♡ Theme Song: text
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There's no purpose in life other than to live it. But not for Venti. He started out as bright as the sun, rich orange and blinding white sweeping over him. With blue eyes like the vast sky above him. He had the world in the palm of his hands, could have done anything. When he was snatched away from his family in the middle of the night, a new sort of purpose would be forced onto him. A life without it would be empty, inconceivable. From that moment on, he spent every waking and sleeping moment in the lab with Funk E'tan. He was trained and experimented on, and even trying to escape with death was fleeting as Funk simply revived him. Not that Venti tried, he bought into it all. Hook, line and sinker. There was no reason not to, and even when people try and tell him otherwise, he will defend the Nemesis till his last breath. Now that he's been let out into the world, he's a good pawn. While he was supposedly taught to kill, he's not a very good fighter, so he resorts to underhanded tactics. Venti gets by on social interactions by acting like the stereotypical sort of gentlemen he saw on tv sometimes. Polite, courteous and charming in his own way, he's had eyes on him the moment he joined. Though don't let it deceive you. Venti doesn't feel empathy or mercy for those that cross Funk's path. Life and death mean little to him, he lives as a stepping stone and barely has the free will to question it.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]polite x untrained x confined x no autonomy
♡ Rank: youngling (going to IA) ♡ Gender: female ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: none ♡ Alignment: text ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: touching her ribbon ♡ Parents: Mistyrose x Sparrowflight ♡ Siblings: Reznor, Chase, Amberlynn, Sadira, Viatrix, Delgado, Takara, Warrick and Wrenley ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: text
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Sandy beach shore gold furred she-cat with fragile China blue eyes. Despite feeling grateful that she’s not on death row Evangeline feels ashamed that her only purpose is to serve Innocentia. She wants more out of life, but knows that while Innocentia is around that she’ll never get that freedom. Evangeline is good at her job, she loves getting into fights like any league cat would and is great under pressure, calm even. But one thing she can’t handle is the sunlight, she hates light of any kind, can’t stand it. Luckily the tree leaves usually block most of the sun, but she tries her best to stay inside of camp in the day, refusing to even get up if it means avoiding the sun, she is definitely nocturnal. Evangeline oftens questions her own value, which makes her want to stand out such as dying her fur with berry leaves, find weird hobbies. Anything to distance herself from being that one chick that hunts for Innocentia.
[attr="class","rngwlvslyric2"]so i'm gonna take a hit of oxygen and swim away like na nana na na
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[attr="class","chrnamebig"]LUCA
♡ Rank: scout cadet ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: Blackkit ♡ Alignment: neutral good ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: grinds his teeth ♡ Parents: Xuxa x Gabriel ♡ Siblings: Amarine, Loelia, Sapphira, Snowella, Falon, Valeray, and Fabian ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: text
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His mind is more machine than brain, calculating and quick to extract emotion from the equation. Like his parents he’s set on what is best for the greater number of people and not the individual, yet is a hypocrite and is not afraid to look out for himself should the need arise. However typically he is outwardly selfless helping those in need and very obedient to his father. He is the first to growl at strangers and the last to trust any new outsiders. He’s a prodigy at hunting, and looks to be more like a large cat chasing prey than anything close to a domesticated breed when out in the field. Luca is quick to keep his siblings in line and while he is a scout his slick muscles make it easy to keep anyone in line. When he’s angry he’s not afraid to pin a cat down and bite until he feels they’ve given in. Most of his siblings tend to not mess with him. Like his parents he hopes to find a mate, not for the sake of love, but to continue reproducing for the Regime to stay alive. He doesn’t like the idea of taking an outsider as a mate, but given the Regime’s close family ties he’s not against finding or capturing his own wife.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]calculating x distrusting x mechanical
♡ Rank: mercenary scout ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: Quietdusk ♡ Alignment: text ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: making himself look bigger / fur spiking up ♡ Parents: Duskslayer x Unseenlights ♡ Siblings: Soaringlight/Allaria, Darksonata/Hakoda, Blindfaith/astrid ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: F*ck My Dad by Insane Clown Posse
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Like father, like son; they say. If his father had kept his destiny of becoming a main character, maybe Huntleigh wouldn't have turned out the way he had. That destiny was passed down to him, and Huntleigh's paws are just as shaky as his. His fur is an ocean of shadows that drape across his body like long veils of silk. Along the side of one of his turquoise eyes is a crescent moon marking, peeking out from his dark fur like the moon in the night. The marking is identical to his father Duskslayer's. He has a single white right paw that looks as though his paw was dipped into the lunar moon itself. At first glance, he seems like he's got the world in his paws. Huntleigh carries himself with a shocking amount of confidence and apathy, where he could tell you the sky was falling with such seriousness; you'll need to do a double-take. The undisputed cool kid of his litter, his sense of self-inflated. Huntleigh is always looking for the next big thing, the coolest things to do, and tends to have a foul mouth so he looks even cooler. His dreams of rebellion and being the outlier led to him being left behind in the Regime by his family as they went to Sunclan. Even with the support of his family, Huntleigh didn't know how to cope with it. He felt like his family cared more about Sunclan than him. And his awful coping mechanism turned out to be anger, funneling all the loathing he felt onto one figure. Making a mountain out of a molehill, he despises his immediate family. Especially his father, Duskslayer. Even though he was warned about this road, he still takes it. Spiteful and clever, he'll do anything he can to get even. To be heard. But he's also one to believe wholeheartedly in his friends and family. Huntleigh adores his grandparents, Sean and Shule, as well as his sister Astrid and his friend Rottenpaw. Huntleigh will do whatever he can to protect and help them, no matter the consequences. Or if he won't, another persona of his will. But he can't defeat the monster he made on his own. It's far bigger than anyone expected and is about to lead him down a dark dark path.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]cool x insufferable x caring x shallow
[attr="class","rngwlvslyric2"]yeah everyday my self-love has been catching up
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[attr="class","chrnamebig"]BEASTSREFRAIN
♡ Rank: warrior ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Crush: Indigopastels (stark), Jetstar (jetclaw) ♡ Aliases: Moonlitnocturne, Draculad ♡ Alignment: true neutral ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: pacing ♡ Parents: Funk x Vibrance ♡ Siblings: Bloodyrondo, Ruinedportrait, Sorrowfularia, Innocentlament ♡ Kits: none, adopted Lionblood and Dawnfrost ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: honey I'm home by ghost
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No matter how far one runs, there is no way to leave your shadow behind. It's either weightless or the heaviest burden of them all. Of course, for there to be a light to chase after, there must be a shadow to run from. It'd be hard to consider Beastsrefrain reborn, considering not much had changed with this new light. His white pelt got fluffier and longer, no longer held down by various paints. His face is dusted with a light orange, a bit like a burn that could never heal. Topped with baby blue eyes, clear windows into his soul. It was clear where he came from, maybe even who he was, from the moment he stumbled into Swiftclan territory. Moonlitnocturne, once Janus and Priest Promised of Sunclan, had thrown that life away for a chance to start anew. While it is clear it still haunts him, he's quickly proven his loyalty to Swift to where little question it. When you first meet him, he's an awkward mess. Stumbling over different personalities, even jumping to anger despite being quick to apologize. He wears his heart on his sleeve and it's easy to tell what he's thinking. While not very intimidating, there might be a time you see something snap in him. Very resistant to most change and religion, he's also rather self depreciating and doesn't view himself as very good despite his phenomenal fighting skills. You might here tidbits of his past of killing kits and drinking blood, but he will quickly say he's a changed tom. Whether that's completely true or not remains to be seen.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]independent x haunted x awkward
♡ Rank: warrior ♡ Gender: female ♡ Sexuality: bisexual ♡ Crush: swiftriver (cleaver) ♡ Aliases: none ♡ Alignment: true neutral ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: wags her tail ♡ Parents: unknown fallclan ♡ Siblings: Melondrop, Coconutspritz, Lycheetart, Mangotwist and Kiwisplash ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: link ♡ Theme Song: Rotten Heresy and Chocolate by Pinocchio-P
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Her fur is like the straw turned to gold, each strand shining in the light like a warm sunbeam. Even her eyes are gilded over, a shallow pool of honey. Not horribly deep, not that Pineapplebreeze minds. She was born in Fallclan, but became bored and moved to Swiftclan to be with her friend, Swiftriver. And that's exactly the kind of cat she is, one prone to listen to her whims than anything else. It's hard to get her down, mostly because she'll ignore you if you try to. Pineapplebreeze is very convinced of her convictions, tending to push them down her friend's throats. She's rather shallow, leaning towards those with good looks or status. Her dreams of having a huge friend group and being popular would be a lot easier to achieve if she wasn't so pushy. While not overly suspicious, she does wonder what kind of tricks cats have and beg them to tell her. Especially if they get her out of work. Even if she's supposed to be helping Swiftclan, she treats the clan like her new vacation spot. But does anyone really mind? Probably not. Pineapplebreeze has an odd sense of charm to her, making her hard to hate. But also hard to love. So when she finds a genuine friend, she sticks to them like glue. Strong enough to rip her away from everything she once knew.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]peppy x bossy x self serving x creative
[attr="class","rngwlvslyric2"]it's about time i strike first and go home with a trophy so bye babe!
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[attr="class","chrnamebig"]BLOODSHOT
♡ Rank: warrior ♡ Gender: male ♡ Sexuality: straight ♡ Mate / Crush: none ♡ Aliases: text ♡ Alignment: text ♡ Dreams: text ♡ Fears: text ♡ Hobbies: text ♡ Nervous Quirk: text ♡ Parents: none ♡ Siblings: Devouringfear, Pumpkincarver, Deadeyes, Creepingivy and Singingdaisy ♡ Kits: none ♡ Adoption Thread: none ♡ Theme Song: Psycho by Puddle of Mudd
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He was a monster. They all were to be fair. He wasn't born, just made. A ritual performed by a bunch of apprentices led to his and his siblings creation. Bloodshot was created after two of the apprentices found a dead crow, it's black feathers turning white in the harsh sun. But he would never speak badly of them, for he's in their debt to have been born. Though he's nothing like a crow. Bloodshot is a large black tom with smoky ashes markings with bloodshot bloody red eyes surrounded in pus. Massive burn scars mark his face in horribly vivid detail, like a sunburn he scratched at until it bled. He has a gentleman's voice, but it can change quickly from alluring to downright creepy with a raspy tone. He feels entitled to everything, looking at people like objects rather than actual people. He feels that if he’s nice to someone they owe him, that if he likes someone they should like him back and if they don’t there’s something wrong with them, not him. When someone’s wronged him he will never forget and until he gets revenge he will never stop trying, he is a relentless force who never forgets a face. Even if you bumped into him, he will make an obsessive effort to do the same back to you. And it's easy to become scared of him, cause even getting close enough to smell his breath will incite intense fear in them.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]alcoholic x blunt x sarcastic x trait
Post by strawberrycupid on Jul 17, 2019 16:22:31 GMT -5
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[attr="class","rngwlvslyric2"]away for the time being
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[attr="class","chrnamebig"]NEREUS
Rank: medium Gender: male Sexuality: bisexual Crush: Leviathan (stark) Aliases: none Alignment: true neutral Dreams: to get past his guilt Fears: funk, going hungry Hobbies: reads fortunes Nervous Quirk: licks his lips a lot Parents: Unknown Siblings: None Kits: Royalblood, Ignitedskies, Wraithvapor, Midnightmasquerade, and Serenelullaby Adoption Thread: none Theme Song: text
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Oh Nereus, Oh Nereus, how tall you stand.
Cloaked in a storm that ravages the land.
Oh Neurus, Oh Nereus, with eyes so bright.
Twin lightning bolts that tear throughout the night.
Hey Neurus, Hey Neurus, who were you before?
Really just blown here one day to our shores?
Hey Neurus, Hey Neurus, we do not jest.
When all you say is you came from the west.
But Neurus, But Neurus, we're more than wise.
To the ploys and toys behind your disguise.
But Neurus, But Neurus, you cannot hide.
From the terrors and guilt that haunt inside.
How calm, How calm, were those days now gone.
Of honeyed streams and the skies of dawn.
How calm, How calm, with trusting eyes that glint
When they invited the devil to their midst.
His smile, His smile, wide as his stride.
But it only got bigger the more he lied.
His smile, His smile, held something poor.
It tended to glow, much like a lure.
One day, One day, back from the hunt.
You stumble across a scene so blunt.
One day, One day, with herbs and spice.
Poisoned the meal, the clan a sacrifice.
Oh Neurus, Oh Neurus, you couldn't conceal.
The sutures and scars that made your magic real.
Oh Neurus, Oh Neurus, you can't say goodbye.
Because we know you left them to die.
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-potentially leaving moon with nereus.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]haunted x polite x distracted x loyal
Rank: apprentice Gender: female Sexuality: bisexual Mate / Crush: none Aliases: none Alignment: neutral good Dreams: text Fears: text Hobbies: text Nervous Quirk: blinking Parents: Unknown / Adopted by Levee and Nereus Siblings: Royalflame, Wraithvapor, Midnightmasquerade, and Serenelullaby Kits: none Adoption Thread: link Theme Song: text
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They tell her the skies are the limit, but they're hard to see when you've been stuck on the ground your entire life. She looks like she belongs on the ground, covered in a downy short dark grey pelt like a shadow was peeled off the ground and thrown over her. Not a spot is a different, no light or night peeking through the grey clouds. Her eyes are a brilliant orange-brown, like a piece of amber picked up off the ground. And she would. Somewhere in Moonclan territory, you might find her little collection of various shiny things. Whether it be natural or twoleg made, you should be able to find it there if it's shiny. Like some dark dragon, she'd protect her hoard and her family. Messing with them or her is almost a death sentence, as Ignitedskies will chase you down until she's sure she got revenge. A little too obsessed with revenge, her fuse is short but she is patient and will strike when least expected. Slinking around shadows, she's sneaky and one of the better hunters of Moonclan. You'd never see her in the shadows as she eavesdrops, collecting that information too. Long as you're not on her hit list, she is amicable enough. Not very outgoing or one to talk about herself, she is pleasant. If she's the one keeping her tied to the ground, Ignitedskies isn't sure if she'd ever want to fly.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]cunning x family focused x vindictive
Rank: warrior Gender: male Sexuality: bisexual Mate / Crush: none Aliases: none Alignment: neutral good Dreams: for kaikane to overcome his past Fears: text Hobbies: text Nervous Quirk: unable to stop talking Parents: unknown pi Siblings: unknown Kits: none Adoption Thread: link Theme Song: text
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If I followed him to the ends of the earth, would he even notice? Maybe not, maybe cause he's taken for granted. That's the kind of cat Jacek is though. Always there, and always supportive, to where you can't even imagine him leaving your side. And honestly, he can't either. As white as a ghost, he follows along. The only thing even saying he's alive are the light grey shadows across his face, feet, and tail. He has the most hypnotic blue eyes you've seen, where you could stare into them for hours and have only scratched the surface. Jacek is as cheerful and enthusiastic as they come, always having some sort of diversion or a calm voice to dissolve any sort of tension. He's the kind of friend you can tell anything to and he won't spill it, the sort that only wants the best for you. Behind it, he holds a sort of dark aura to him. But is it really surprising when he's from Primal Instinct and traveled here to support his friend Kaikane? Jacek is one of the few that can talk genuinely to Kaikane, to point out his flaws without getting kicked from the group. While he really just wants Kaikane to forget about Setsuna and get with Athelstan, he doesn't have the same aspirations for himself. Cause outside of being a good friend, he doesn't have a lot going on. No hobbies, or any desire to get into a relationship of his own. Any sort of insecurity about that is hidden in the depths of those blue eyes. If he doesn't mind, it's okay right? Cause he'll keep on following. Right?
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]cheerful x closed off x caring x boring
Rank: foreign affairs trainee Gender: female Sexuality: bisexual Mate / Crush: none Aliases: none Alignment: chaotic evil Dreams: text Fears: text Hobbies: text Nervous Quirk: text Parents: unknown Siblings: none Kits: none Adoption Thread: link Theme Song: text
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There's no limit when it comes to Ripsby. She always edges over the border of what is acceptable. A little too excitable and a lot more crazy. This dilute calico is an adrenaline junkie to the extreme. Nothing else gives her the rush of life threatening situations. She'll throw herself off buildings or into the jaws of the biggest predators she can find. And somehow, she'll come back completely unscathed. Only the zeal of life in her deep brown eyes indicating she did anything.
Rank: foreign affairs hunter Gender: female Sexuality: bisexual Mate: Ignis Faustus (stark) Aliases: Siouxfang Alignment: neutral good Dreams: text Fears: text Hobbies: text Nervous Quirk: rubbing her eyes Parents: Lux x Nightwish Siblings: Styx, Crux, Jinx and Phoenix Kits: none Adoption Thread: link Theme Song: text
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Her name means little fang, and it's clear why she got that name the moment you meet her. Plush black fur adorn her, undertones of auburn lining every hair. Once a shy and quirky she-cat of Nightclan, she moved here with her siblings to be closer with their father, Lux. While she was the most unsure, she quickly grew accustomed to it, and thriving in her job as a Hunter for the Foreign Affairs district. From the moment she enters a room, she draws all the attention to her, presence like a bite that doesn't let go. Even when she doesn't want to, it's so easy to stare after her. Her words are giddy but sharp enough to get her point across, and sometimes strong enough to start up the tidal wave a crowd means. A little on the ditzier side, she's come to almost obsess over twolegs and all the stuff they have. Not that she has any inclination of becoming a kittypet. Much like her old self, she loves a good mystery and will try to solve anything no matter how simple or obvious it may be.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]flighty x focused x impulsive
Rank: apprentice Gender: female Sexuality: bisexual Mate / Crush: none Aliases: none Alignment: text Dreams: text Fears: text Hobbies: text Nervous Quirk: bites her claws Parents: Bloodyrondo x Indigopastels Siblings: Lionblood, Brindlemist and Roseshade Kits: none Adoption Thread: none Theme Song: text
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A knight of ice, cloaked in armor as white and bright as the blinding sun above us. Each point has been delicately dusted with light orange, like cinnamon sprinkled on top of a pile of whipped cream pancakes. But don't expect such sweetness from Dawnfrost. The only way your teeth will hurt from her is if she knocks them out. Overly rigid and orderly, she follows the rules first and her conscious second. Though she also tends to consider the needs of the many over the needs of the few. Picturing herself a knight from fairy tales of old, she is quick to jump into the fray to defend someone. Even if it doesn't help her, perhaps especially as she tends to be a little too concerned for others over herself. She tends to get in arguments with her littermates about who's right and who's wrong. When off duty, she's as icy as they come. Any emotion that manages to cross her face comes across as forced. Blunt to the point of being rude, she seems to live and die on hard truths. But even after winning an argument, only the smallest grin on her face would show she got any enjoyment out of it. Even her eyes reflect her ice knight status, a brilliant blue that's deeper than ice. What lurks under the water of this iceberg is uncertain, though it seems it'll take more than warmth to get her to melt.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]serving x gullible x rigid x silent
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]alcoholic x blunt x sarcastic x trait
Rank: apprentice Gender: male Sexuality: bisexual Mate / Crush: none Aliases: none Alignment: neutral good Dreams: text Fears: text Hobbies: text Nervous Quirk: scoffs Parents: Mountainsound x Ebonygold Siblings: Heatherdown, Celadinedawn, Chaparraldestiny, Echinaceashiver, Sacredroot, Lotusscry, Witchhazel, Lavenderillusion, Snakerootheaven and Smutrye Kits: none Adoption Thread: link Theme Song: text
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He's the one you avoid, the one you steer clear of if you know what's good for you. With a name like Skullcapsmoke, he almost can't blame them. It screams trouble, and so does he. He's monstrously tall, rippling muscles under a long coat of amber fur, like a championship cloak always on him. Wisps of white dance along the fibers, letting gold seep out like tabby marks. A couple of places are shadowed in a dusty grey, like the back of his ears and the bridge of his nose. Periwinkle blue eyes barely move, perpetually stuck in a way that makes him look mad. He was born from two healers but seemingly destined to fight. He knowingly walked down this path, learning how to push people's buttons just so he'd have the opportunity to fight them. He is aggressive in his beliefs but has a soft voice in saying them. Having to shout all the time doesn't help curb his reputation. Skullcapsmoke will talk out his issues with others before getting violent, but sometimes that talking out is only a few sentences. There's an art in intimidating others, a love even. But you can catch him replanting flowers or making sure bunnies or a deer's mom returns for them. He holds no shame in his softer acts, which only seems to sharpen the blade he keeps hidden in his mouth more.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]strong x intimidating x manipulative
Rank: warrior Gender: male Sexuality: bisexual Mate / Crush: none Aliases: none Alignment: text Dreams: text Fears: text Hobbies: text Nervous Quirk: text Parents: Unknown Siblings: Midnighthoax, Bloodcruelty, Royaldesolation, Lovesmitten and Electricfragment Kits: none Adoption Thread: link Theme Song: text
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"Yeah, but what if..." has become his catchphrase at this point. It might be how Jadedcavalier has managed to live for so long. His start wasn't exactly pleasant, with his father gone and his mother abusive. He and his siblings were made apprentices at 2 moons, and by 4 moons, they had the skill to kill her. Burying her was like burying a part of himself. He's never known safety, known a home. If Jaded didn't have anxiety at this point, he developed it soon after. Everything and anything could lead to their deaths, that's what he always saw. Always feeling Death's grip on his shoulder, the scythe right by his neck. But it was like he was the only one that could see it. For as tight-knit as he is with his brothers, they never had the same concerns as him. It left him as the reasonable one or the Debbie Downer to his brothers. He voices every concern that crosses his mind, tending to play devil's advocate. Because for all the brilliance they can see, he can only see holes and consequences. How everything that can go bad will. Jaded doesn't trust many cats outside of his immediate circle, mentally preparing himself to be stabbed in the back. Jadedcavalier has honed his skills, trained every day to be prepared for any situation. He is a longhaired, golden tom with grass-green eyes and blonde highlights across his cheeks and along his spine, making him appear to always have the sun on his back.
Rank: apprentice Gender: male Sexuality: bisexual Mate / Crush: none Aliases: none Alignment: chaotic good Dreams: serve the sun god Fears: selene, the dark Hobbies: dissecting animals Nervous Quirk: cracking his neck Parents: Mapledawn x Stridesplash Siblings: Aurorasky, Brightdawn and Twilightveil Kits: none Adoption Thread: link Theme Song: Apple the Pagan's Son by GHOST
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If those that are most blessed get to hear god's voice, then Duskfable would quickly state that he is the most blessed. Not that it's clear just from looking at him. A rare male torbie, he is also afflicted by most of the things that set back others. His bones break too easily, he's completely infertile and can never have children, and appears to have some sort of developmental problem. While surrounded by his loving parents Mapledawn and Stridesplash, and his siblings, there was little they could do to actually treat his condition. Stomach covered in white fur like a second degree burn and dark brown tabby stripes highlighting his ribs, he is a sight to behold. And he stares back, through dark amber eyes that barely move. Nothing appears to phase him, and he can skip through life like he's in the eye of a hurricane. Mostly, he'll run off and do whatever his whims tell him too. And they are pretty important ones. Cause to him, it's the voice of the Sun God speaking directly to him. And since few else can claim he has spoken directly to him, it makes Duskfable believe that he is blessed further than anyone else. He chooses to ignore the other things, like how his words don't come out how he wants them to, or the way his limbs will choose to not work the way he wants. Cause the physical is temporary, and the reality he creates for himself is eternal.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]delusional x devoted x haughty
Rank: kit Gender: female Sexuality: bisexual Mate / Crush: none Aliases: none Alignment: true neutral Dreams: text Fears: text Hobbies: gambling Nervous Quirk: turning her body away Parents: unknown Siblings: none Kits: none Adoption Thread: none Theme Song: text
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They say fortune favors the bold, but Jeweledclover seems to get enough good luck coming her way to offset that. They say she must have been born in a field of four-leaf clovers or with a horseshoe hanging over her bed. She seems to know when to hold them, and when to fold them. With the world as your casino, you gotta play carefully. Jeweledclover tends to toss that all to the wind in favor of relying on her pure luck. Her white wispy pelt, splashed with orange and black, even remind you of a koi fish. And her light green eyes sparkle like dew-covered clovers. There's no vicious cycle with her luck, just a constant stream of good. Whether it's finding a rabbit while upwind of it, or getting that little bit of leverage she needs to climb, it always tends to work out for Jeweledclover. But it also gets a bit boring. Jeweledclover draws trouble to her and can get out of it thanks to her disinterest in most things around her. She's the brains of her siblings too but only uses it to get them out of trouble. Even with that, she has the feeling that she wouldn't get in trouble anywhere. She has practically glided through life thanks to her luck and wit and believes she can get away with anything. Consequences don't exist in her world, though a wave of broken mirrors will surely catch up to her eventually.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]lucky x vain x orderly x clever
Rank: kittypet Gender: female Sexuality: bisexual Crush: Amberbird (pao), Honey (honey) Aliases: none Alignment: text Dreams: text Fears: text Hobbies: text Nervous Quirk: gaze flicks around Parents: unknown Siblings: none Kits: none Adoption Thread: none Theme Song: text
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The many-worlds interpretation tells us that there are many worlds that run parallel with each other. For each action you don't take, the reality where you did becomes its own universe. In another one, Berry wouldn't have put those words in the chat. Maybe the thought would have never crossed her mind. This was never the way it was supposed to, but Berry figures now it might be for the best. Long gone were the memories of having opposable thumbs and actually being allergic to cats. Now she was one. All long red hair that culminated into two bright yellow eyes like the moon. She could spend her days lazing around in her owner's house, or accompanying him for rides in his garbage truck. But Berry had far too much erratic energy she needed to get out. Always scheming something, overly empathetic, chatty to the point of potential obnoxiousness and a lot too curious for her own good, she tends to drag Honey along in every idea that pops into her head. And when she gets too nervous to take the plunge, Honey is always there to give her the gentle push she needs. Or a hard shove. Whichever. And for as much as they give each other grief, Berry couldn't really imagine dragging anyone else along other than her housemate.
Rank: ambassador trainee Gender: nonbinary Sexuality: bisexual Crush: Felix (ashestoashes) Aliases: none Alignment: neutral evil Dreams: text Fears: text Hobbies: text Nervous Quirk: hunching her shoulders Parents: Unknown, adopted by Funkson Siblings: Alcinia, Stephano, Lucianna, Michele, and Valente Kits: none Adoption Thread: link Theme Song: text
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The Skinwalker "Feel the fear and swallow back the tears, let weakness disappear" They move about light a whisper on the breeze, aloof and mysterious. Some days they take on a more masculine persona, some days more feminine, and yet others, you couldn't tell if you tried. With the fluidity of their gender comes similar attitudes towards names, pasts, and the like. They can be anyone you could imagine, and thanks to thick white fur, they can color themselves to match. Only their eyes remain the same throughout it all, earning them their title of Skinwalker. though this is just one aspect of their art, as they will "Rosalia-ize" anything they touch. while one of the more eccentric of the gang, they can be one of the more heartless too. who they hurt and slander is never a concern for them. cause that ends up part of the fun.
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[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]adaptable x confusing x loyal x proud
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[attr="class","rngwlvslyric1"]I'm Running With the Wolves
[attr="class","rngwlvslyric2"]Go row the boat to safer grounds But don't you know we're stronger now My heart still beats
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[attr="class","chrnamebig"]JESSICA C. JONES
Born and raised in Forrest Hills, New York, Jessica Jones comes from humble origins and once had a happy life as a normal kid. But her life was turned completely topsy-turvy when she lost her family in a terrible car crash. The very accident that gave her newfound powers of super strength, durability, and flight. Several years later, she ran a brief stint as a superhero named Jewel, before she vanished and was controlled by Kilgrave for a short time.
However, she was able to snap out of his control and escape Kilgrave, but was left distraught and haunted by her memories of the past. Suffering from her traumatic experience and seeking for some sort of redemption, Jessica buried herself underneath a new job as a private investigator. Since then, she's been drinking her days away with alcohol, while battling with her own inner demons. Who is she now?Will she ever be able to find her way back home?
[attr="class","rngwlvsrelationships"]HERE COMES THE SUN
Friends? Got friends? Sure. She does. She may be as prickly as a cactus, but she's got a good heart and will do anything to protect her friends.
[attr="class","rngwlvsrelationships2"]WE GOT BAD BLOOD
Enemies? Oh yeah. She's got a long blacklist of big and small baddies. Jessica's also pretty dedicated when it comes to private investigating as well, and well, you could say that some of her clients don't exactly like what she's dug up from her research. She makes enemies a lot faster than she does with friends.
[attr="class","rngwlvsrelationships3"]DEEP IN YOUR LOVE
Cheesy romance? Yeah no, not a lot of room for that. Jessica's love life is kind of a mess. No thanks to Kilgrave either. She finds it hard to trust any other man easily and tends to put up a shell to protect herself. But that all changes soon when she meets Luke Cage, who also is gifted like her.
[attr="class","rngwlvstraits"]alcoholic x blunt x sarcastic
