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Sorry for the delay guys, you're all added! I'm looking forward to roleplaying with Turkeykit, he seems like a handful, and Psycotick is a brilliant name o:
Post by strawberrycupid on Mar 13, 2020 0:21:55 GMT -5
TENTACLECOVE! Like waves crashing against the weathered rocks on the shore, he covered in white like seafoam. Grey splotches with black tabby marks poke through the foam, as the sun sets in his yellow eyes. He stands by like the ocean, ever present and watching calmly as the world twisted around him. Despite always being on the move, he's a homebody and content to stay in the same place. Always hearing those around him with those curled ears, he also can talk your ears off. But it's never about anything personal, as he doesn't tend to trust those around him to get things done other than himself. Tending to smell of sea salt and water, he's exceptionally relaxed and a good mediator. Though when you need him, he tends to recede like the tide. rped by strawberrycupid
If you’ve ever felt that life is so predictable that you can see the future then you’ve walked in the paws of Sweetiepeach. She could paint the stars on the back of her paws so she could say the universe is like the back of her paw. Dark ashen colors spill across her pelt as if she flew through a storm cloud. She has piercing shades of white like lightning shocking nights into day in a bengal pattern peaking along her long furred legs like moonlight twinkling through clouds. Her marigold eyes are as gentle as flower petals with a feather light motion that sends beloved chills down anyone’s spine. She has a hourglass figured body with a triangular face and pointed nose. A slow lazy smile descends from her lips and her manicured claws often habitually drum against hard surfaces. She’s someone who carries a heavy heart not like a ball on a chain, but a relic worth possessing. Her souls a bit messy, but an organized chaos. She’s not the type of girl to look nice, she looked like art, meant to make someone feel something rather than stare at a pretty picture. She has a real magic about her, not the fake theatrical kind, but the type you witness in nature in all its messy glory. Sweetiepeach was born into the legendary Eerie assassin family on her father, Understar's side who led WinterClan and was born to the Pravian family on her mothers side, Vera E'tani who led Primal Instinct. She is the youngest and last born kit of her mothers, originally named Sable. As a kit her mother had told her stories of glory and power, promising her a bloodline of infinite respect and royalty. Now life had gone on since her mother left the league to return back home. She had learned some hard lessons in humility from Solaris E'tan who she grew close to while Resident of Primal Instinct. She's moved a few times, the first time she moved to Absum Lux when Primal Instinct began to hunt down members of Vera E'tanis family. She moved in her with older brother Fuzzyheart and his mate Peachblush who became Peachstar of Absum Lux. However when Absum Lux was slaughtered and separated she followed her brother and Peachblush to DayClan. She was given the name Sweetie by her grandmother Glowstar who always called her Sweetie and gained the warrior name Sweetiepeach from Peachblush. Now her next adventure is in SwiftClan, her ability to communicate with the spirits is still strong inside of her.
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I'd like a rp of her joining! She's come to join her cousin Zephyrglade. Because like him, she has a bad case of no personality and SwiftClan for some reason cures that so go forth Sweetiepeach! Become an interesting person xD
BATSEEKER A proud ink black,fierce looking tom with pale orange eyes that shine like starlight in the dark. He was born into a big family with seven other brothers and sisters. Having a big family should be fun right? Well if you ask Batseeker he would tell you otherwise. Compared to his siblings he is nothing special. He was shoved side and grew up in their shadows. The only recognition he gets is that he is Phoenixstar's son. As he grew older he became reclusive and was known as the hermit of the litter. He got his name from his face that looks like a flying fox bat. He is the silent type and doesn't talk much. He normally communicates with his tail, ears or uses body language. As a young kit some cats thought he was mute but it soon came apparent that he just didn't like to talk. Most cat slowly forgot he was even there causing him to over hear a lot of secrets he shouldn't. When it come to social events he becomes shy and awkward and crawls in on himself. There are days at a time were he will disappear from camp for a few days but then returns always with prey in hand. Since he is the leader's son his loyalty isn't questioned openly. Unlike his siblings Batseeker has a slim built and is very agile. Swimming is not his strong suit and he would rather climb trees. He has been known to be found sitting in the tree tops brooding or daydreaming. He suffers from Insomnia causing him to go nights without sleeping. On these nights he does one of his favorite pastimes with is night hunting or practices stalking in the shadows. He does have a cold fierce look on his face, but in reality he is somewhat of a coward. He would rather flight then fight. Even though he seems very cold, silent, and standoffish. Roleplayed by Turtlenoir Warrior
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Apr 7, 2020 12:18:58 GMT -5
JAGGEDKIT! puddle
Snarky black tabby tom with muddy hazel eyes and a kinked tail. Jaggedpuddle doesn’t let anyone run him over. In fact, he would much rather do the running over himself with his haughty attitude and lack of care for other’s feelings. Jaggedpuddle was found by that one ghost, Vulcan, along with a pile of other siblings. More to come as he is developed.
Roleplayed by simplylight
SKELETONPAW! panda
Giddy little weird tom with some odd quirks and an even stranger name. Skeletonpanda tends to rename objects like rocks to ‘toebean-stumpers.’ He likes to talk in metaphors that make no sense and confuse others. He’s very spritely in nature and has quite a lot of energy. Skeletonpanda may be an odd cat, but he is pretty well liked because of his jolliness. As for appearances, he is a long-legged, black and white patched tom with baby blue eyes. His sister is Seasquirt.
SEAPAW! squirt Orbs of baby blue built into a delicate figure covered in soft white fur, her two front paws coated in dark brown as if they were dipped in mud that was left to dry and stain. Seasquirt at first glance is a being of elegance, and object of beauty best stowed away to prevent it from being damaged by the cruel world in which it calls home, don't let her appearance control your judgment of her though; Seasquirt is not as fragile as some like to believe. While often times soft spoken, she will never hold back, diving head first into the next exciting adventure or dangerous situation despite those who try to hold her back out of fear that she will hurt herself or be hurt by another. She has very little memory of her time before Swiftclan, the only reminder being the turquoise beads that hang gently around her neck. She is sister to Skeletonpanda. Roleplayed by Phantom
VIXEN! Most would say she’s an absolutely doll, a sweetheart, and a total ditz. They would be correct in all their assumptions. She had a wild energy to her, always piqued with curiosity and an adventurous spirit. While she may sometimes be easily spooked, she’s still always up for exploration. There’s a constant grin on her face, one of pure enjoyment at the world around her. She’s in constant amazement, and it shows in her large chocolate eyes. Vixen may look rather big and intimidating, but it’s all fluff and chub. Her pelt is thick, a light orange tabby with cream areas. Her ears seem to be constantly perked, her tail always waving in excitement. Some would say she can be a bit overexcited, and yet again they would not be wrong. She tends to make a big deal out of nothing.
life is a lot, and I'm sorry for how much it impacts me here
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Post by neverstarstar on Apr 9, 2020 22:51:01 GMT -5
GALEKIT! step Tabby tom with amber eyes and a deep respect for the rules. His plain appearance and plain personality means he fades right into the clan. Galestep doesn’t stand out, doesn’t seem special. He’s just one of the group. Sometimes he desperately wants to make himself seem more interesting, but he hasn’t ever been able to break a rule or make himself more fascinating to be around. He is who he is. Plain, kind, loyal. It’s a dull combination, he knows. But he can’t change his stripes, can he? Roleplayed by neverforgotten.
MIDGEFLY! A small warrior with quick, jittery movements and a lot of questions. The black she-cat is well liked, even if she is a little much to be around. And since joining SwiftClan she’s worked hard to assimilate and make friends. Midgefly isn’t the best fighter but can often be seen trying to learn the techniques. As a rogue she hardly fought, instead the small cat focused on hunting and feels as though she’s currently earning her keep by hunting for her new clan. No matter the learning curve she’s facing, life is better in SwiftClan and she knows it. She appreciates it. Roleplayed by neverforgotten. Warrior
life is a lot, and I'm sorry for how much it impacts me here
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Post by neverstarstar on Apr 10, 2020 12:41:45 GMT -5
*hurls him into the thread chim gets a shout out
DEMONICCHICKEN! Does his name strike fear into your heart? Good. Actually, wait, no. Please don’t be scared. He’s a nice guy, really! The name is a red herring, an idea formed by him and his buddy, Fuzzypeach. His old name was Dante, not that the large reddish cat much cared for that name and it certainly didn’t seem to belong in a great up-and-coming clan such as SwiftClan! And old Fuzzypeach, well he’s been doing a lot of recruiting. The ginger tom - who was so large is convinced Dante there was good eatin’ in SwiftClan - had found him wandering aimlessly, no goal in mind, and promptly talked him into SwiftClan. “And you’ll love our leader, old Chimmichurri, he’s right fun! Don’t ever call him Chimerastar, he likes to be called anything but that!” So Dante thought, eh why not? And then Fuzzypeach had delicately said, “and abou’ your name. You can keep ‘Dante’ if you like.” “But?” Dante had asked, apprehensive. “But who is gonna be afraid of ‘Dante’. Seems to... tame.” Dante had considered this for several heartbeats before agreeing, “so name me.” Fuzzypeach had seemed taken aback but had nodded seriously, “lemme think. You’re a big dude, you need a big name. How abou’.... ‘Demonic-’ and uh... ‘CHICKEN’?!” Dante had sputtered, “I beg your pardon?” But Fuzzypeach had waved his tail and paced excitedly, the shock on Dante’s face went unnoticed. “So ‘Demonic’ is scary, great for portraying your fearsomeness. But ‘Chicken’ will make cats not take ya seriously in a fight, or probably even the prey in a hunt won’t take ya seriously to be truthful, and you’ll then be able to surprise folks.” Dante had resisted, “but those are both twoleg words, Fuzzypeach, who is even going to know?” Fuzzypeach had waved that off, “most cats ‘round here know some basic twoleg words, including ‘demonic’ and ‘chicken’.” The large red tom couldn’t think of a reason not to, and Fuzzypeach was making a lot of sense, so he’d consented. He'd quickly proven his worth and ability, easily surpassing the usefulness of Fuzzypeach honestly, now he stands before you, the fearsome Demonicchicken! You like it? No, wait, you love it! He owes Fuzzypeach a mouse. Warrior
I'm so sorry about him he was a creation of me at 4:30 am after no sleep for like 28 hours I'm ashamed.
Edited Apr 10, 2020 12:44:06 GMT -5 By neverstarstar
BADGERKIT! bee Ophelia had never seen an otter, a badger, or most animals outside of her twolegs' nest. But then she'd joined SwiftClan as a young pregnant she-cat in search of a home. While there she saw a badger and heard stories of otters, and thus she named her new kits after such creatures. She wanted them to ass extraordinary as the creatures she'd seen and to fit in with their new home. Thus Otterfish and Badgerbee were born. As the darker of the two kits and the one more like their father, Badgerbee became a large tom with a strong build. His paws have wondered many parts of the land with his clan since kithood and have helped to keep him on his toes. New possibilities are everywhere and all have piqued his curiosity. With his sibling in tow, the two have wondered off many a times to explore the nearby land. Badgerbee has so much more than his mother ever did, and for that he is grateful, but he also wonders about where they came from and where their father could be. With the size and strength of a badger and the curiosity of a bee, maybe he'll meet him one day. Kit
Ophelia's son. she only has two kits, Otterkit and Badgerkit
Stormshelter Devastation. Sometimes, it’s an overwhelming emotion. It can take over your mind and drag you into the darkest of places. You can’t see or touch anything in this place. Not even screaming for mercy can help you, because you can’t be heard. The only thing you can do is sink under your crushing emotions; fear, confusion, longing, and even anger. Eventually though, a new emotion will arise. This emotion is called determination. Meet Stormshelter, the embodiment of your souls need to keep moving forward. The protection from the storm, the hope that things will get better, the freedom from the overwhelming agony; this is what Stormshelter is. As a young kitten, this grey-blue tom had a family he loved. A sister full of hope, two parents who adored each other…it was a perfect family. At least, until the storm came. It raged across the earth, and wiped away the perfect little family he depended on. Washed away by the storm, the small kitten found himself on Waterclan territory. Pheonixstar took the small tom in as her own, naming him Stormkit after the storm that brought him to his new home. Unfortunately, Stormkit’s mind was broken. His dear sister was his everything, and now that she was gone, he had lost all purpose. Three moons went by, and Pheonixstar had beautiful kits. Finally, Stormkit, now Stormpaw, had a purpose. The eager kitten became obsessed with protecting Petalkit, the little deaf she-cat. Moons flew by, and Stormshelter became a warrior worthy of protecting his newly pregnant mate, Petalfrost. Unfortunately, when he was sent to scout Toxicity, he never came back. Captured by the cruel Stratego, Kutsu, Stormshelter seemed to have left without a trace.When the Commissioner, Fukusu, finally freed him, he felt no longer welcome in the clan he adored so much. His own kits barely knew him, and Pheonixstar’s children felt hate for him. Only Phoenixstar and Petalfrost welcomed the tom back with open paws. But…he no longer felt worthy of the mate he adored so much. In his stormy grey eyes, he had failed Petalfrost, and he would never forgive himself. He became distant for moons, but a need had ignited within his soul. The need to protect. The need to be the shelter from the storm. He’s the hope that will never let go. Roleplayed by Archerz Warrior
BROWNIE Brownie used to be a kittypet, but she had a love affair with a neighborhood cat. For an unknown reason, Brownie's twolegs picked her and her kits up and took them to the wilderness. Dropped off with two little ones and all alone, Brownie was scared and had to learn quickly how to protect her new family. During a storm, one of Brownie's kits got separated from her. The rain washed away her scent, and Brownie was left with only one kit. Heartbroken, the she-cat determined to never let her other child out of her sight. She was a gentle but intelligent cat, but she's learning that a gentle nature will get them killed. Brownie strives to bring up her kit to be fierce and always puts herself second. Due to the circumstances, she has a newfound hate for twolegs. Queen
Details: She's maybe open to eventually taking on a clan name.