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Post by strawberrycupid on Aug 23, 2019 22:51:31 GMT -5
Hello my dears, it's time to try this again. This time we're doing both Shaman and Mage (MC and MCA respectively). As always, if you already have a medical position, I'm afraid you can't tryout.
As a note, you can try out with any cat. Normally, it would only be restricted to the Shaman's relatives, but that Shaman turned Nemesis and he doesn't really care for tradition. Of course, you can still tryout as one of them to keep Funk's line in power, but it's entirely up to you. You can claim Funk's kits HERE
Last thing to note is that you must also reply to this rp thread HERE in order to be considered
Form: Username Cat Name and Picture Link: Bio: Are you trying out for Shaman, Mage or both? Do you have a preference?: How would your cat interact with the following members: -Funk E'tan rped by strawberrycupid : -Miracle rped by Honeystorm : Do you have a skype or are willing to make one to communicate easily with the rest of PI staff?: On a scale from 1-10, how active are you? (1 as in i can't even find the site in my history to 10 as in I can never stay off this site like me in high school) Q/C/C?
Cat Name and Picture Link:Corax She never wanted things to turn out this way. She was born in the wrong place, a kit out of place in a den of murderers raised by one of the least stable of them all. Her mother was always in a perpetual spiral, only varying in how daring she was in her unhinged nature. An on-again-off-again Proxy of the League and ancestor to an ancient Nemesis, Corvus always saw herself as miles above her Leaguemates. And in the kits she bore, conceived to carry on a legacy more than a true desire for children to call hers, she tried her hardest to instill the same values. It never really stuck, least of all in her firstborn. A sleek, unbroken black shadow beside her bulky brother and tiny sister, Corax always seemed the average child, average in size and oftentimes fading into the background beside her siblings, but she was and is far, far from average. And her mismatched eyes, one pale, almost white-yellow and the other icy blue like the eyes of her mother, is not all that makes her truly different from her littermates. She was born with what some may consider a gift, the gift of the Sight, but for moons she refused to believe it. she’s been haunted at every pawstep by a voice, one that none would recognize but attached to a name Corax had grown up hearing. Raven E’tani, likely drawn by the gift her little descendant was born wit, practically attached herself to the tiny kit almost since birth. At first she was just a voice to little Corax, but she’s only grown stronger alongside her descendant. Corax herself has long wished she never became the source of her ancestor’s attention. She longs to know a life without a voice constantly whispering dark suggestions and blood-stained advice in her ear; wishing for nothing more than to be unfamiliar with the sensation of being trapped in her own mind when Raven decides her choices no longer please her. Corax has long tried to escape the blood-soaked shadow her mother has always cast over her, but all her attempts have only ever pulled her further and further into one of her own making. It all truly started not long before she would’ve been made a full hunter of the League. She barely held control over her own mind, Raven’s influence all too easily accepted as her own ideas, and she wanted to be rid of her mother. She was always indecisive and bordering on soft, a dangerous combination in a place like the League. It was only thanks to Raven’s influence she lived as long as she did, but she couldn’t stand Corvus any longer. Always pushing her down the torturous and murderous path she herself has tread. And so, with Raven egging her on with whispers in her ears and ideas planted in the recesses of her mind, she got rid of Corvus. Poisoned by her own daughter, Corvus died and Raven didn’t allow little Corax to feel the regret and guilt that would’ve almost certainly overwhelmed her otherwise. But a shadow rose from the body, and as that shadow took form for only Corax’s eyes to see over several days, she knew she’d never escape her mother. She couldn’t hide her secret forever, and eventually a cat found out. She could see the spirits of the dead. She had the Sight. And so, instead of escaping the shadow of her mother she only found herself in deeper darkness, training as the experimenter and most skilled tormentor of the League. She became the League’s Resident, in training to take her place one day as their Pathologist. And this was so much worse. Her world was inflicting pain on others, pain she never wanted to cause. But twin puppeteers never let her hold back her paw. Eventually she got in the routine, some of her old softness shoved to the back of her mind while some was hidden away by her mother and ancestor, the latter much more than the former. To everyone on the outside looking in, she's turned sharp and cold, forced to grow up from that weak kit she once was. She’s learned lessons of manipulation from Raven, learned the intricacies of how to make others hurt from her mother. Both wanted her to use that knowledge to follow the path they had both taken with varying degrees of success, but she sought a way out. As the League seemed to rapidly morph around her, Nemesis after Nemesis coming and going, she took her chance. She could never escape the League, not forever and not with two minds always holding her back, but perhaps she could find another place for her. She could stand life as a healer. At least, she hoped she could. It had to be better than where she was now, a torturer and murderer, guilty of a matricide the rest of the League seemed far too accepting of. And so she stepped up; claimed the role of Shaman/Mage for herself, hoping this could be the first step in a path of her own. Hopefully some day this choice could help save her from being a mere puppet on strings. It will be no easy future, working to break free from the strings of two puppeteers, but as she forges her own path through the darkness she grows more and more hopeful. Perhaps one day she can be her own cat. Perhaps soon she will no longer fear the day Raven decides to stop playing with her descendant and stop taking the role of ‘mentor’. It is a thought that has long terrified Corax, the thought of becoming trapped in her own mind and never being let out as Raven walks in her skin. But the fear fades with every day. Maybe someday soon it will disappear entirely.
Shaman, Mage, or Both?: I'm trying for both. I don't have any preference of one over the other.
How would your cat interact with...
Funk E'tan I think any interaction with Funk could vary constantly, even within the same conversation since Corvus and Raven both constantly butt in when they like. Corax herself is a little leery of him and his penchant for experimenting on others, but she's obviously not the only one to have a say. When Corvus ever gets control I could see them getting along pretty well since Corvus is pretty sadistic and could see Funk's personality as amusing and interesting. And with Raven, she definitely has a healthy amount of respect for him and his skill as a healer. So one minute Corax might be trying to avoid him and any lessons he might have for her as she learns to be a healer, or at the very least she'll try to be a brief as possible, and then the next Corvus could be trying to seek him out, offering to help with any experiments he might have planned, and the one after that Raven will be sort of in the middle. I think eventually Corax could be encouraged to have a similar sort of respect that Raven has, but I don't think she'll ever fully trust Funk.
Miracle I think Corax could definitely get along pretty well with Miracle. If she ever had to choose, she'd almost always choose Miracle over Funk to answer a question about being a healer. Corvus would definitely assume she's boring, if only because of her history of leaving the League and being a Regime cat in the past, and conversations will probably be littered with mocking and jokes whenever Corvus butts in. Raven would respect Miracle as well, though it'd be a very different sort of respect than her opinion of Funk. I could definitely see Corax trying to become friends with Miracle depending on how their interactions played out while she's learning how to be a healer. Either that or Corvus ruins everything and they end up having a very tense relationship.
Skype: BlueKay, but I'm already in the staff chat Activity: I don't know what number to put, but my activity has been really bad lately. I've been on the site constantly, but I haven't been having much luck in pulling together motivation to actually roleplay. I really want to get more active, though, and am honestly hoping that if Corax were in a different position (since, as Resident, she has done a whole lot of nothing and hasn't had much involving her position to do) I'd have more to do with her to keep me motivated. QCC: :3
Meadow }} It’s a fate that none expected. A fate that she herself didn’t expect. She’d heard the stories of what the dreaded ripple cough had done. The lives that had been lost, and the suffering that had went on for several moons. The stories were told to kits in her clan, mostly to remember the fallen loved ones. Yet, also as a reminder of what their clan could withstand. WaterClan, the clan that could make it through anything. That’s what Meadow has always believed. She’d never witnessed the sickness, as she’d been born with much time after. Her mother had been the cat to bring them back out of the rapids and into the calmer waters of life. She didn’t know the details prior, but she did know this: Meadow was born to a litter with five siblings. Torrent, Misty, Rhubarb, Stream, and Muddy, Torrent being the only tom of them all. Meadow was the youngest, a dilute tortoiseshell feline, the one that took her mother’s last life. She was never told much about her father, in fact, it was nothing but a hiss she would receive from most in her clan. A mystery, one that she wonders about quite often, yet has learned to silence herself when curious. Meadow grew up surrounded by the cats who loved her mother dearly, never feeling hate. She was a bright cat, curious, and always smiling. Her purple eyes held the starlight of her mother in them, as the two were almost identical, except her colors were a bit more dull. Her life was peaceful, and happy as a kit... until suddenly the ripple cough returned. Cats began to fall sick, and her life crashed around her. Then, the flood. Bad things always came in threes, the queens would say, but what was the third? Rainwatcher drug Meadow from the waters of the flood, saving her life, along with a few of her siblings. The group set off to find another home, as the clan had split, what was left. They faced much on their travels, but in the end, settled down in Primal Instinct. It was an unlikely place, but she chose to follow Gravelshell there. Her mother’s cousin. One of the few of her kin left. Meadow still has nightmares, of cats dying, of choking on water and swimming in an unknown direction. It haunts her, and causes her to be up at all hours of the night. Though often she is caught staring at silver pelt, praying silently to StarClan to protect those she loves. The fears she now holds from the world have led her to become a mage, hoping to help every cat in need that she can, and save lives that need not be lost. Though, the home she settled in after the demise of WaterClan was not ideal. She’s slowly growing up and realizing that life is not as kind as she had hoped. She now struggles to hold on to her connection with StarClan, battling with her inner self. Meadow is changing, and no cat is sure wether it’s for the better or worse.
Looking to become Mage c:
My activity is pretty well. I’m on every day. Just looks a little low because I recently returned from being away and decided to (almost) start fresh will all my characters!
