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Post by Tigerclover on Mar 14, 2021 20:53:05 GMT -5
Butterkit(cup) Gender: Female Moons:3 location:Swiftclan Appearance: fluffy munchkin she-cat with a white base coat with a mix of light brown, her tail tip being a bit darker and fluffy. She has two black splotches underneath both eyes. She has light grayish blue eyes.
No beating around the bush, Marrowmantis is quite the strange feline, even by Swiftclan standards. She's oddly small in stature and completely hairless to boot, with wrinkled grey skin almost the color of shale and completely oversized ears compared to her tiny head. No cat in Swiftclan has ever heard the sound of her voice, and many don't believe she even has a voice at all. Most cats tend to read her emotions at any given moment through her sickly, pale-green eyes and general body language. Her posture is even more concerning, as she always appears to be hunched over in an awkward, uncomfortable position, though if it bothers her at all, she's never shown it. Despite her strange appearance and lack of a voice, Marrowmantis seems to be a gentle soul; somewhat meek around new faces, but always willing to help a clanmate out with whatever they ask of her. Due to her lack of fur to protect from the sun's harsh rays, you'll likely find her in the shade of the trees, where she spends her free time hunting; stalking and ambushing her prey with quiet precision.
Rank: Apprentice Mate: None Sexuality: Unknown
(you fools, I can absolutely turn a joke character into an actual interesting personality. Muahahaha! XD)
SUNFLOWER An orange tabby she-cat with light blue eyes, along with splashes of white along her muzzle, chest and paws. Sunflower is a loner turned Swiftclan cat. She's relatively new to the clan, joining after they settled into the abandoned amusement park. She'd been using some of the structures as shelter when it rained before all the other cats came in. But if you can't beat 'em, join 'em. Sunflower is a strange cat, to say the least. She randomly laughs and often you can't tell what's going on in her brain. Almost that, lights on, no one's home kind of effect? Also a bit unhinged, missing a few claws, and has a kink in her tail. No one really knows her history, and she would not be the first to tell you. Roleplayed by seeker Warrior
TORNADOKIT / reaper A slightly insane looking tomcat with consistently messy grey fur and horrid yellow eyes that look straight through your soul. Most likely a sociopath, Tornadoreaper struggles to empathize and has little moral compass. Obsessed with storms and likes to follow the particularly bad ones so he can reap the benefits of the destruction (i.e. weakened prey, stealing valuables from injured cats). He is the son of Raggedpaw of Springclan, though he doesn't know that. Roleplayed by Seeker Kit
Post by simplylight on May 22, 2021 18:13:31 GMT -5
SCORCHSOOT She's a wild thing with little care about what others think about her. Her personality is red-hot and her tongue like cinnamon. Scorchsoot has never been the most lady-like of cats. She is loud, speaks her mind freely, and often finds herself in troublesome situations. She's fierce and fast, tearing through those that stand in her way with a snarky smirk and haughty tone. Unfortunately, this gets her in trouble A LOT, especially after moving to Summerclan and then leaving it for Swiftclan and her family. Despite her strong attitude, she is softer with her family and would always stick up for them. This feisty feline has an unruly coat of bracken-tabby fur and a pair of flaming amber eyes that match her personality. Roleplayed by simplylight Scout
ODANNA He's a wild card of a cat with intense green eyes and fluffy black fur that doesn't seem to lie down but sticks out like he stuck his paw on an electric wire. Sometimes it takes a random rogue to spice things up, right? Odanna comes off as harsh, full of himself, blunt, and menacing but those who really know him say he is full of secret kindness and loyalty that is only shown to those he trusts. It's unknown if this is true or not and he definitely doesn't make it a point to open up and let everyone see his true colors. He can often be described as intense and tends to fixate on situations and puzzle through them, often taking so much time that the situation fixes itself on it's own. It's not easy to tell what he is thinking or feeling at any given time, even though he speaks as if there is nothing he could be hiding. Odanna's past is about as mysterious as his emotions. It would take a mighty force of love or action to get him to spill anything. Honestly, he's fine with coming up with a different story each time someone asks. It's not like he has much to hide compared to others. He honestly doesn't open up easily or feel like it's anyone's business. Roleplayed by simplylight Warrior
TUSKBLOOD "People think we're evil? Do I look evil to you?" Stalwart to the point of fault at times and gruff in nature, there is a thin wall between those pale eyes and whatever they desire. She's beastly and holds a presence of independence and pride well. Imagine a sunny field of daisies so delicate and beautiful they could make any cold heart sing, and in the middle there is a boldly off-putting pile of nettle just waiting to catch your paw? That's your picture of Tuskblood. Her name is Tuskblood for several reasons. First, her strikingly monstrous appearance. While she has a way of carrying her self that gives her a raw, rugged kind of beauty, there is no escaping that underbite. Two ivory, pointed teeth stick out from her lower jaw, and her muzzle is a bit flattened to make way for them. Her build is that of a smaller lion. Thick bands of muscles run down a big-boned frame, giving no doubt of her power. Long, dense ebony fur covers those muscles, adding to her size. On her strong-jawed face are two pale green eyes that almost appear to be judging at all times. No doubt, she is fearsome-looking. Many believe that she harbors a number of secrets about past battles and murders. She does not reveal whether those rumors are true or not... However, despite her rough nature, Tuskblood has a chaotic good soul. She is fierce in battle, yet compassionate to the point of sacrificing herself for her clanmates. She is not scared to voice her opinion and make known her desires, and she is fairly stubborn, but she is always considering what is best for the clan. Her desire is to create a prosperous, thriving army of cats who do not fear anything except for the bond of their hearts to be broken. Is she awfully prideful? Not necessarily. More like, she knows that her personality and appearance is abrasive enough to usually get her way. That being said, she does value alliances with the right people. They have to fit the mold she desires. Now, on to her past. Tuskblood found Summerclan when she was about the age of an apprentice. Some members traveled through her stronghold's territory while on a quest. At that time, there had been a ruinous battle between her little tribe and the neighboring tribe. What those Summerclan members stumbled on was a scene of grief. And there, in the rubble, was this young cat. She was now orphaned and horror-stricken. The group adopted her as their own and gave her a new purpose. She managed to meld together the religion and code of the strongholds to that of the warrior code. While she still has a connection to her ancestors and their beliefs, Tuskblood has always embraced other religions and clan life in general. Honestly, they are not that different. Roleplayed by simplylight Warrior
CALAMITYSHRINE “Life and death are like light and shadow. They’re both always there. But people don’t like thinking about death, so subconsciously, they always look away from it.” – Yato, Noragami Vivid, ice blue. His eyes are the reflections of a past shrouded in ice. You can almost see through the cracks, but it is hazy. To melt it would be a task only meant for the dedicated, and he is a tough character to be dedicated to. Shrouded in mystery, yet dependable in a strange way, Calamityshrine is an enigma. When strangers meet this pitch black, wiry tom, they leave feeling confused and uncomfortable. He leaves you feeling like you will never know him completely. However, he also leaves you feeling protected. Calamityshrine, despite his name, longs for good. He craves it like a kit to apprenticeship. He was born from chaos, meant for chaos, and only knew chaos for many moons of his life. His claws are tainted with the blood of families of cats who didn't even know his name. He would do anything for recognition when he was younger. Any job was another job to get his name out in the world. Now, his focus has shifted. He discovered through his wayward path that the desire to be someone good outweighs the desire to destroy. What if he could use his skill in war for justice? That is what led him to Waterclan in the first place. He joined Riverwolf's band of rogues, thinking that they meant to save Waterclan. His viewpoint changed when he saw the state of the clan. It was then that he became bent on protecting Waterclan. Sounds noble, huh? Well, that depends on who you talk to. Calamityshrine's life and soul is marked with the battle between selflessness and selfishness. His desires to be known and recognized for good selfishly fuel him. However, he would always put his clanmate's lives before his own. Many doubt that side of him for good reason. Calamityshrine has the tendency to be obnoxious and needy. Jealousy reveals it's pitiful grin when someone he thought loved him finds someone else. His needy nature makes him attach himself to others easily. When relationships end, he simply pouts and grows distant. He sometimes compares himself to others and doesn't feel he measures up. There are many parts of him that can be considered less than admirable, yet the clan reluctantly trusts him. He has never waivered from them before and doesn't plan on it in the future. Oh, also, he has the tendency to takes things that aren't his and can be a hoarder at times so watch your prey and trinkets. I will edit this bio to sound cooler eventually oops. Roleplayed by simplylight Warrior
LOBSTERDEATH A dark russet tom with yellow eyes that reflect sadness on his parent's death. This poor baby had a completely happy, normal family until some two-legs swiped them up and decided to use them for experiments. Last he had heard, they had met a cleaver and then a microwave. Lobsterdeath had just wanted a happy home, but now he wanders around with Swiftclan, lost and unhappy. He has nightmares in the night about cleavers. Despite his sad life, this tom has a hopeful spirit buried deep behind the crippling depression. He is super dedicated to Swiftclan because they took him in and saved him from the cleaver. Roleplayed by simplylight Scout
Edited May 22, 2021 18:14:53 GMT -5 By simplylight
IMMORTALZUCCHINI A black tom with green eyes, as his name suggests, the color of zucchini. He even carries lighter yellow flecks in them. Immortalzucchini is an... interesting cat, to say the least. He has extremely boring, long stories that no one cares about, but he'll continue to tell them anyways because he craves the attention-- negative or positive. He's also extremely flamboyant, poorly flirting with any tom he finds attractive. Genuinely, he's just as strange an awkward as his name, which checks out. Immortalzucchini chose the name upon joining the clan, his original name was Zuke, and he lived life as a rouge. roleplayed by Seeker
seeker -- it took me three days but immortalzucchini aka best named boy is FINALLY ADDED. i added him to the warriors section sincd you didn't put a rank, is that okay? ping me in discord if you want him as a scout instead xD
DINGOKIT! stare Dinostare is known for living in the moment. Not caring for consequences or the future, they like to make thr now fun an comfortable. However, fun and comfortable usually equals chaos for this cat. Brutal nursery tales, faking the deaths of cats, or anything that might make their life fun. If they think it'll be fun that is pay enough for them and they will do just about anything. They have no dreams - both literally and figuratively. The closes thing to a dream they have is wishing for fun and chaos. This light brown cats smile can be a little unnerving when paired with an intense yellow stare and it is difficult to tell what they are thinking. They usually don't even know and can easily flip flop their decision depending on what seems more interesting or more fun at the moment. Dingostare knows they are not some God or invincible, however, and does know how to do damage control and keep to the shadows to avoid too much attention or too much trouble. Mostly.
ROVER A lone soul who finds himself straddled with a life that he values more than his own. A short chocolate coat clings to his sharp, bare shoulders, with shades of darker brown stretching over his angular frame like tendrils. His life has taught him to be hard and direct, but a gentleness can be glimpsed in his blue eyes if he lets you look hard enough. Due to past events, he's lost trust in most cats, but the burden of raising his sister Sunny has grown too large to bear alone. Warrior Single Heterosexual
SUNNY The hope of a new day. The last fragment of her older brother's innocence, embodying something he believes is worth fighting for. She is a cream-colored she-cat with brilliant emerald eyes. Kind, loving, and gentle. Named Sunny by Rover due to her undying positive attitude. Kitten
When you don't know where you came from, or who you really are, there isn't much to lose. You don't have to bother building yourself up, what's the point when you never settle down long enough for anyone to really know who you even are? But with nothing to lose, there isn't much to gain either. An endless cycle of trying to find something and not knowing what it is. They keep looking, keep leaving, keep moving, burying their hesitance way deep down to rot alongside his other vulnerabilities. What are you doing here? The slender cat is usually asked. Nothing, really. And the conversation ends at that. They usually leave eventually, not much of a lasting memory for the both of them. Often, her memories are confused with dreams and dreams confused with memories. Fuzzy, the details are difficult to remember and things often don't match up. His tracks are covered all too well, where even they don't know where they've been or who they were. You'd think the past couldn't bleed into the present if you don't remember it; it does, and all one can ask is "what is wrong with me?" and move on. What's the point in fixing yourself when nobody will ever really know you, right? Life is boring, and maybe what Jester is looking for is just a bit of fun to starve off the agonizing ache of boredom. They test their limits, occasionally stringing others in and leaving as soon as they're bored. Their enjoyment comes first, and empathy isn't easy. What's the harm, right? Jester isn't a lasting memory anyway, and soon enough they'll be gone with the wind. As far as she's aware, her impression isn't lasting.
DAPPLEDMINT! Can you say you were named for the scent of mint? For the color of your eyes that resemble the herb? Dappledmint can. Her name comes from her dappled, calico fur and from the cool mint greens of her eyes. But it's more than that. She a breath of fresh air, cool and minty. This small she-cat is sweet, not bitter; calm, not hasty; gentle, not rough. She's spring embodied in a solid form. Her scent is that of fresh chamomile and her smile of brilliant snow. Dappledmint is perfectly adorable. Curious and optimistic, childish and small, inquisitive, and intelligent. Just as spring is many things, so is this she-cat. Dappledmint is many things but her heart is sure and sound. Her mind wanders, wondering about what if's and how comes. She questions the world around her, but remains faithful nonetheless. Warriors Mate - Luckywillow Sexuality - Heterosexual
LITTLEPAW! memories Littlememories' coat is like snow clouds, white, silver and black, floating across the pale gray sky, longing to touch the land. Lingering overhead both stunningly beautiful and dangerous, not to be underestimated. She was born the smallest of her litter and never did grow to become much larger. Though she was raised by Firetooth, her parents are Bloodycrow and Jetfire. She grew up knowing everything her mother sacrificed would be for nothing if she followed in her steps. She fought to give her children a better life, and Littlememories is determined to live every day proving she was worth it. She may never be a leader like her grandmother, but she has something her family never has: she's free, and no one will ever own her. SwiftClan suits her needs, the clan drifts from land to land without a care, and she can spend her time as she wishes. She wants freedom, but she has ambition in her heart as well --- so during her apprenticeship she left to become a SunClan initiate, to fight for another clan and learn from her grandmother. She was named for Littlestar, and if she has to swallow her pride for a little bit to learn from her, she'll do it. A few moons of service is worth the freedom that will come after. Littlememories wants power, she wants freedom, and she's certain she can have it all. Roleplayed by CLEAVER
MISTKIT! crawl Mistcrawl looks like a typical kittypet. Big blue eyes the exact same color as a cloudless sky. Plush mostly white fur adorned with delicate patches of gray mackerel tabby. He even possesses a certain level of plumpness that no amount of cardio could ever to tone. But that face… that face of his is all business. Mistcrawl has a serious case of RBF and the contrast between his otherwise unassuming appearance is comical. It also annoys him to no end. Mistcrawl is a very dedicated Warrior who works harder to almost anyone else on every task that is set before him. He’s a perfectionist to a fault and takes any failure extremely hard. Yet, it seems he’s more well known for his features than his accomplishments, and that’s his biggest insecurity. Mistcrawl dreams of someday becoming Miststar and more or less saving the world. He’s got a long way to go - especially since he doesn’t have any particular skill he excels in - but even a complete stranger can recognize his ambition is the real deal. Roleplayed by Jadie
