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Post by ashestoashes on May 12, 2021 18:40:51 GMT -5
ADRIAN rped by ashestoashes
A bright white tomcat with midnight blue eyes. Arrogant and showy, he is quite clearly a tom with more attitude than skill, always willing to show off and do daring stunts, usually with a high degree of failure. And yet, he always seems to make it out unscathed, much to his groupmates' dismay. He is incredibly agile and witty, but often tries to force himself into situations that he is not meant for, such as fighting large predators, or pushing himself beyond exhaustion, all the while boasting his skill in those areas. Despite this, he is incredibly family oriented, and absolutely adores younglings. He hopes for a family one day, and most hope it mellows out his wild side.
Post by ashestoashes on May 24, 2021 19:40:49 GMT -5
LUMINANCE-CHAN rped by ashestoashes
A beautiful calico patterned Japanese Bobtail with heterochromia. Luminance was named after Glowstar because she is married to both Funk & Fox. She takes after her adoptive father Michele a bit (who is the adoptive son of Funk) and is a collector. Her collection however involves bugs but in particular butterflies. Does have a problem following directions as she tends to see a million ways to do a task and wants to try them all.
Youngling
TRISH || Internal Affairs rped by ashestoashes
Fluffy grey and white she cat with brilliant bright peridot colored eyes. This gal has always had luck on her side in one way or another. She was abandoned at birth but was found by a kindhearted stray who raised her as his own. Well kindhearted to her, anyone else he was ruthless and unforgiving, but she never saw that side to him. He taught her everything he knew and both lived together happily until he passed away in his sleep. Trish ventured out on her own living up to many adventures, escaping many unbelievable situations. Her biggest adventure came from a one night stand that lead to her becoming pregnant. Unsure of where to go she came across the then warden of Primal Instinct Regulus. Trish charmed Regulus with her personality and was convinced to join PI with her kits that would soon be on their way. Trish is a sassy feline who doesn't hold back with what she says. She does what she has to in order to survive even if it resorts to stealing and death. It's not that she isn't nice, on the contrary she is, but its a dog eat dog world out there where you got to do what you got to do in order to live to see the next day.
Heterosexual, Single
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Edited May 25, 2021 16:06:47 GMT -5 By ashestoashes
ELIZABETH rped by bauble Her fur has captured the appearance and mien of smoke itself, its tendrils moving and curling as if in an unfelt wind. The sands of innocence were corrupted in her long ago, though a prismatic fire has preserved itself in her soul. Eyes, blue glass that shines beneath a canopy of black lashes. Her tear blood runs through twin peaks of cheekbones. A slender pillar of a neck – magnet of eroticism, blinding the veins gorging on flesh, dancing under pulse of blood – or whatever strange liquid flows inside. Her voice is as sweet as birdsong, projecting words as sharp as a whip. Hunter
a lengthy she-cat with a blueish gay fur color and a long thick tail with yellow eyes. blind in one eye she is a big ball of attitude who hardly likes anyone. if you are lucky enough to be her friend she will stick by you no matter what. she can be a bit hot headed to ones she does not like. her parents were rouges who disowned her for un-know reasons when she was just a kit so she is now an orphan. nobody knows her true background because she refuses to tell anybody.
Post by achromatic on May 27, 2021 14:42:23 GMT -5
insert aw //// here we go again meme here yes i know i keep readding the same characters over and over again shoot me
Rhiannon rped by achromatic || internal affairs ––that whoever believes shall not perish, but have eternal life," were the words that inspired Rhiannon from a young age. She had been born small, on the eve of Samhain. Only witches' cats were born on such a cursed day, the others from her hometown believed. Hailing from the land of druids and loch monsters, her looks reflect that, with the wide-set ears, silver eyes and dark markings upon her ruddy tabby face, almost similar to a Scottish wild cat, Rhiannon has traveled far. Her early days were spent as a village cat, an omen amongst those who believed in the philosopher's stone. It was a cozy life despite them begging for scraps. When her mother died an untimely death, her father turned against her, claiming she had been the omen of death that had wrought disaster upon them all. It was her brother that stole her away in the night lest their father's teeth grew hungry for blood. Practically raised by her brother, it's been the two of them against the world since, searching for what they believe is the source of immortality, as their village legend once told. Clever–conniving at times–she knows what she wants and she's willing to play the long game. After all, she intends to live forever, or she'll die trying, and she won't die for anything less than that. hunter asexual + single
Hywel rped by achromatic || foreign affairs "Hide your soul out of reach," his mother would speak kindly, looking at his wide blue eyes, brushing her tongue over his tussled silver fur, "for the Sluagh will steal you away." Growing up hungry changes someone. He had been an older litter than his sister Rhiannon; her gilded idea of their childhood was not shared by him. Their mother was sickly, their father was aggressive. He was a cat who did everything a little too quickly. He grew up too fast, he learned the tricks of the trade as soon as he could, he had a natural gift for hunting and fighting. It helped him; he wouldn't have made it on his own after leaving their home so young, and with his sister in tow. His past has clouded his eyes and buried his heart; he wears a jaded smile and has little care for the world. While his sister seeks immortality in her own rigid way, he's more laid-back, amused by his sister's antics, though he will do anything for her. One thing he knows is that the nature of the universe is temporal; it's entropy and chaos all wrapped into one, and change is the only thing that's constant. Despite his easy smirk and kind nature, when it comes to things that matter, he's extremely protective. He has little care for most of the world, and he will willingly set it on fire and watch it burn before letting it take away those he loves. hunter gay as hell + single
Reynardine rped by sunlight || foreign affairs The first thing most cats notice about Reynardine is her eyes. Each of them is split down the middle, half blue and half green. The rest of her mid-sized frame is covered in stark white fur, with pale ears and a pale pink nose. There isn't much else to notice about her at first- she seems to listen more than speak, take in more than let out. Reynardine has been in the League for some time, though most cats know nothing about her or her past, as she tends to hold that information close to her chest. Still, this ghostly feline seems to know things others don't- perhaps it's divine knowledge, perhaps it's her tendency to overhear information and store it away for future use. For a cat in Primal Instinct, she's oddly mild-mannered- slow to react or be riled up. Oftentimes she can seem eerie or otherworldly, and her split eyes can make grown cats sweat out their secrets.
Post by complacentdevil on May 30, 2021 19:52:28 GMT -5
Renard-chan rped by ComplacentDevil || XXX x Michele (parents) Dedicated, as if his worth was based on how much he could do for his home. He fits in well, with a fancy family name, able to flaunt it about, he seems to have a good bit of popularity, and flourishes with it. Named after his 'grandmother' Foxbane, Renard sports a rich coat of red, with emerald green eyes to match. A purebred, taken from his birth home in exchange for trivial favours, though the somali has found ease in being able to lurk through the shadows of his adoptive inner city home, learning all the history and ins-and-outs that he can under the guidance of those he values. youngling
bisexual, single
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POSTEDMay 31, 2021 13:26:59 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
Funk III rped by AtomHeart || Michele His name carries the sense of a legacy, Funk the third. He was named after his great-grandfather Funk E’tan and his grandfather Funk or Funkson. Though there is very little that he has to live up too, the only thing his family has done is lead the league. Of course even if there was a huge legacy to live up to Funk III would not bother. He prides himself on being an independent thinker and only doing what he wants, how he wants. That does tend to make others avoid working with him as he can be somewhat difficult. But when it comes to having fun he loves up to his great-grandfather. Often he tries to throw parties and other games, probably harming the ruthless image the League has. But Funk III really just wants to have fun at almost any cost. He even looks a bit like his Bengal great-grandfather and grandfather, even though his own father was adopted just like he was. His Smokey silver coat is covered in large, marbling rosettes and bold tabby marks on his face. His underside is slightly more creamy, almost a blush color. His eyes are a light lime that stand out on his broad face. Funk III is a larger tom, with long well muscled legs. He is a gorgeous specimen and rightly so as he was born as a purebred Bengal kittypet, given to his father Michele in a trade.
Freya roleplayed by Dot Ambassador Bloodlines forgotten and lost to time. The blood of clans that have fallen and faded away like dust on the breeze. The frosted blue gaze shifting from the darkness of the sea to the light of a glacier. In the center fading in a pale copper ring near her pupil. A pale pink heart shaped nose is one of her defining features on her feminine pointed face. Her face, body, limbs and long tail are decorated in shaggy fur giving her the appearance of a battle worn soldier. Her fur is ice dipped in fiery swirls. Faded ginger marking on her face and limbs looking like war paint. Her frame is slender, tall standing upon long legs like the Savannah blood of the Crowclan Leaders that hum through her heritage. She is the last remaining descendant of Metra E’tani the founder of Primal Instinct. A fact that isn’t well known and one that she keeps mainly to herself. Along with her grandmother Metra, the blood of many great Nemesis roar through her veins. Many of her relatives have held high ranking officials within the League holding Shaman, Mage, Warden,Deacon, Proxy, and Assassin Positions. She was born in the League to a single mother. Her father had died before she was born. Her time in the League was short lived, because she was forced to grow up as a rogue most of her young adult life. Being a rogue taught her many lessons. How to become a nameless face that could disappear in the night. It also taught her how to be a survivor. How to play the game of life to ensure her survival. Something she has been running from since her birthday. The death of her siblings, parents and many family members weigh on her shoulders. She is the fiery shadow that walks the empty alleyways. Demanding respect from rogues that’s question her and the ones that she took in as small kittens. Giving them a life and a way to survive. She is an actor and her life is the stage. She takes pride in her performance and will put on as many masks to manipulate others to ensure her survival. She is selfish and doesn’t seem to care about others unless it is for her own personal gain. The only ones that seem to steal her heart are her precious hounds. Young kittens she snatched out of their beds and away from their mothers. Ones hand chosen by her and hand raised by her in an abandoned junkyard. She is the master of these many hounds. Convincing them to go her bidding and in turn she gives them an equal reward. A home, food, a life worth living then their horrid backstories.
Loxias-kun rped by Dot Bangel tabby mix tom yellow green eyes. He is quick to follow Finnbar's lead and is his right hand man. He's had a rather quick reaction time. His back right hind paw is slightly twist due to unknown reasons. But he is determined to not allow it to slow him down. He tends to get himself in sticky situations and comes up with creative solutions to get himself out of them. He absolutely hates the water since he cannot swim and refuses to learn how. He is very afraid of drowning he is also afraid of fish because they freak him out. While he can be a smooth talker some of the time he gets tongue twisted when talking to a she cat he actually likes. Very much a cinnamon roll but refuses to admit it.
Blushing rped by Dot A cream non-binary cat with light gray spots and ocean blue eyes. They love to go on adventures and will force their league mates to join them no matter how dangerous they can be. They are very friendly and warm up to strangers easily. But one can be easily fool by their friendly nature, because they will break your arm if you ask them a dumb questios. They get rather annoyed when others shorten their name to Blush and correctly them quickly that its BLUSHING! They have a weird obsession of wanting to hear funk sing so they constantly pester him about it.
Rank: Ambassador Sexuality : Pansexual
Mushroom Large yellow tom with white chest and belly and green eyes. He has a fear of falling in love again, because every single serious relationship he's been in has failed. Rather lazy tom who can sleep through almost anything. Has a random fear of fire even though he has never seen any. Unable to have his own children, but wishes to adopt a whole army of kittens.
Rank : Internal Affairs Sexuality : Gay
Eve albino she-cat with lavender eyes. She would openly fight you regardless if the other cat is much larger. While she would willing to fights other she can get anxious in social situations so tends to avoid them. She can be forgiving to others no matter how much they mess up. She is allergic to catmint a discovery she uncovered when she was a lot younger. She is very nerdy and can name of random facts about a wides range of subjects. She often suffers from colds and cures it with her favorite snack of mac and cheese. Which she finds in Twoleg dumpsters.
Verisiel rped by shadow || internal affairs A snow bengal with ice blue eyes, there isn't much known about this quiet she-cat. No songs are sung and no stories are whispered of her beginning. None remember a time when she wasn't there in the shadows, ever watching, like a dark guardian, descending on high upon those who'd dare lay a claw or fang on those she called her wards. All that is known is that she is the Watcher. It seems the very task of ensuring and safekeeping the livelihood and existence of her kin was placed upon her back by some unseen entity. Whatever the truth may be, it will not be revealed to any measly passerby or curious soul. Only those who see her for who she is, not what she was born to or what path lay ahead of her, may be granted the tale.
dang it ian I'm BACK at it again I just.....love this family curse so much I have to inflict it on everyone else
Bermondsey RPed by achromatic || external affairs There are only two places, first place and no place. Everyone remembers the first nemesis of Primal Instinct, but what about the second? The third? Everyone remembers the first, but only the second remembers the second. Bermondsey, the second born of Severine E'tani's second litter, could attest to that. A thin grey tom with almost feminine features, and a wide-eyed bright green gaze, he doesn't really look all too dangerous. He's tall, yes, but too willowy to be much of a powerhouse. He's not much of a flirt like his father either, and not necessarily handsome enough to break hearts at ease. The androgynous look doesn't always suit everyone after all. However, much like his father Alistair before he went mad, he prizes the gifts of his mind rather than his athletic prowess. Rather stern and aloof most of the time, he compartmentalizes his feelings rather well, separating emotions from his own sense of twisted logic. He doesn't form too many attachments. He has a knack for being rather blunt and to the point, rarely disguising or flowering his words to make them nicer or more socially appropriate. He often enjoys employing sarcastic quips and little teasing smirks as well, something he inherited from his father. Being second made him rather unimportant in the family hierarchy, but for him, it's both a blessing and a curse. He learned to slip through the cracks, to listen, and to not be seen. However, don't count him out of the race. The small grey tom might not seem dangerous, but you better not judge this book by its cover.