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APPLEPAW / DELIGHT roleplayed by Dot soft muted colored calico with light green eyes. Soft-spoken and quiet, most wouldn't give her a second glance if she were in a room — actually, they hardly notice her at all. She's a social recluse, and often fumbles through interactions, always sticking with those she knows. Not particularly prone to anxiety, she is very organized nonetheless and loves planning things. Always thinks things through and often the rock that holds her sister down. She enjoys researching various plants, and often watches wild animals from afar just to see what their lives are like.
roleplayed by Darkness ▹ Since before he was born (November 1st, 2021), Tarantulakit had high expectations to live up to. Nightwhistle and Falconthorn, both very talented cats, had gained reputations at a young age. They expected the best of themselves and upon deciding to have kits, expected the same from their offspring. After all, they were both very skilled warriors, so why would their kits not be? Their first litter was successful, had lived up to and surpassed their expectations. Since they had provided NightClan with another batch of strong warriors, Nightwhistle and Falconthorn wanted to continue the streak, and simultaneously add more subjects to brag about to their repertoire. Ever since he was a kit, Tarantulaasp found an interest in power and recognition, and as he grew, so did his desire to acquire both. Since no other kit seems overly interested in interacting with him for the first part of his life, the young tom could be found off on his own, exploring and watching older cats. He had started his habit of staring at (and creeping out) warriors when he realized that the kits planned on leaving him alone. However, he began to notice the importance of power and the subtle ways it played into clan life. That, he decided, was how he would prove himself.
▹ Tarantulaasp would gain the power that came with leading the clan; every cat would have to admire him then. He kept his ambitions hidden, even from his parents, not wanting to attract attention to himself before he was ready. It would make the biggest impact if he suddenly sprang to power. Once he figured out what he could by watching the older cats, Tarantulaasp turned his gaze to his denmates, eager to apply his observations to felines his age. He had to start someplace. Very quickly, he noticed the natural leadership skills of the older kits, and decided that it would be good to hang around them and perhaps get a feel for leadership. If he was lucky, perhaps he would get included in their new little group. Once they became apprentices, Tarantulaasp found his thoughts wandering back to the power plays between the older cats. Curious, he tested some of his observations on the younger kits, getting his first taste of power. Their mothers did not appreciate his actions and warned him.
▹ Forced to be content with his imagination, Tarantulaasp found that power was just as sweet as he had dreamed, and he thirsted for more of that wonderful feeling. Part of him wanted to immerse himself in the real, adult power plays and experience them for himself. The other part of him warned that he would not survive a minute. He would train and watch and wait, and then he could leap out and claim the leadership title for himself when the time was right. The hard part would be keeping his real intentions a secret. What if he could blackmail and manipulate others into doing what he wanted? Of course, he had next to no experience in that area, but he had been acting for the better part of his life, which was almost the same. He had wanted the clan to underestimate him, and so they did. If he did this right, then he could have his own personal army, and they would all be forced to recognize and respect him. And the threat of blackmail would keep them silent; he just had to make sure they thought that they were alone. As for the manipulating, Tarantulaasp had time to perfect this art as well, and he could do it behind everyone's backs, quietly adding one cat at a time. He had time to nurse this idea and improve it.
▹ With a new purpose in mind, Tarantulaasp threw himself into his warrior duties. The young tom has continued his careful act. So far, his life as a warrior has been quiet and rather uneventful, but Tarantulaasp has a feeling that that will soon change. It always does. Tarantulaasp is a dark brown long-haired tom with fire-like amber eyes, that seem to burn with hidden desires, plans and secrets. A deadly and stealthy cat.
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Post by unknownhearts on Apr 12, 2022 17:58:15 GMT -5
ARIDCOLORS roleplayed by unknownhearts The desert is known for going moons, only having two rainy seasons a year. Yet the plants and the animals that call it home have adapted to it, suddenly only able to thrive if kept in this wasteland or in conditions similar. A remarkable showing of strength and resilience, Aridcolors would not call herself similar to her namesake at all. Despite the fact that she is still standing. Rather tall, admittedly. She's a gangly brown tabby she-cat, with ears that seem too big for her head. Her coat is short and a bit too light colored for Nightclan standards, but it's made up for with darker tabby stripes like grass shadows. Her eyes are a similar light brown color, like dead weeds on the side of the road. Quite like Arid herself. Like a weed, she keeps coming back, even if no one in particular wants her around. She's soft spoken, mostly keeping to herself since she doesn't really know how to get along with others. It doesn't help that her personality is that of wet cardboard. There's little there; few interests, desires, goals, even things she hates. Arid appears to be indifferent to everything around her, even to the rapid changes to Nightclan that have happened. She's go with the flow, but to her own detriment. The kind of cat that will follow someone just because they were told to. Consistently playing the straight man in any group, she tends to take things too literally. Sometimes she pipes up with something, a bit more spicy or forceful than usual, that threatens to show something under the surface. But those roots are buried deep underground, only a steady hand could consider unearthing them. RANK: Warrior CLASS: Reporter or Inferior (look idk yall can decide for me) SEXUALITY: Bisexual
Post by brackenleaf on Apr 19, 2022 10:52:40 GMT -5
GRAYJAW roleplayed by Brackenleaf A mostly black tom with a gray muzzle. Denies the self to serve the greater, because he must maintain the disconnect that this is the way things must be. Life to him is transactional, there must be a give and a take and he will give more than is necessary to ensure his own share in return. Keeps a watchful eye; very practical and pragmatic.
PERIWINKLEPAW / PUMPKIN roleplayed by Wrenpansy A small, frail, dainty thing. Always sickly, and yet distinctly beautiful in spite of it, with her long, raven black coat and pumpkin orange eyes. She's a sweet, delicate little thing, never intent on rocking boats and happy to be just where she is in life. RANK Apprentice CLASS i am meeting your question with another question! SO if i were to have a she cat who is happy to be a queen and is striving to be a perfect nightclan she cat, would she auto, for being a queen and having kits, be inferior, or would she be a superior in nightclan's hierarchy for doing the one thing Kier thinks she cats are good for and knowing her place? i do not know the answer, but whatever is more fitting for her situation i'll go with <3 SEXUALITY: Straight
SPEEDYRAPTOR roleplayed by fox A pale, creamy vanilla-ginger tom with pretty blue eyes and a white chin. He’s gorgeous and he knows it, and it’s only served to make him utterly insufferable. He’s snappish, short-tempered, and spoiled, the mean track-star who thinks he’s more popular than he is and then gets vindictively annoyed when he’s out of the loop or laughed at. He’s unscrupulous and has a much higher opinion of his abilities than is warranted by reality, the dream henchman of any villain who will carry out awful deeds without pity, the one to guard hostages with determined, self-obsessed silence and then run back to his master to make sure he did a good job. He has his eye on the top position — the crown, doesn’t matter which — but if he did manage to bumble his way there with sycophantry and brutality, the lackey turned ruler, he would be worse than purely tyrannical: he would be incompetent. He pretends to like scary, manly things like spiders and monsters and haunted houses, and then if something actually touches his paw he squeals and cowers. He can be slimily charming, but not slimy because he’s so full of confidence — slimy precisely because he’s not, because he knows he’s not as wonderful as he makes himself out to be and will take what he can get in his insecurity. But that never stops him from aspiring higher. He’s mean, spiteful, and immature, the sort to have genuine beef with a five year old. His pretty features are often ruined by a sneer. Argumentative, stubborn, loud, and often obtuse; the first to leap up and favour war for any tiny slight. But he can be uncommonly gentle, as eager to heap pleasure and praise as he is to receive it — he just loves to be of service, to be of us — and as steadfastly loyal to those he truly feels devotion for as he is a shameless turncoat for everyone else. He’s always fawning to those in power one minute for any scrap of special privilege and seeking to make himself indispensable, often through humiliating and degrading means. Anything is worth it if it gets him ahead. Though a sycophant, he’s remarkably poor at social cues and finer, more delicate situations that require diplomacy over teeth. His parents were executed as rebel traitors and he completely disowned them upon their death, too frightened and desperate to survive to do anything else; it’s something that he’s repressed incredibly deep, so deep that even he has himself convinced he feels nothing for them. Eager to prove it, he often makes crass, uncomfortable, poorly-timed jokes at the expense of his dead mother and father, desperate for approval and for laughter. He’s eager to be fulfil the expectations of a tom in NightClan — father kits with any nameless, willing girl and move up the ranks — but truthfully he has no problem with she-cats and his misogyny is clumsy and contrived; even after one night stands, he’s the type to stay for pillow talk, sweetly, slightly uncertainly doting, all ducked smiles and dumb jokes. Even after something meant to be meaningless, he still wants to bond. Though a warrior, he’s a very young one, and outside NightClan he would still be in the middle of his apprenticeship. He thinks his smile is ugly. Heavily inspired by Berrynose. RANK: warrior CLASS: HMMMMMMMMMMMMM. i think. reporter. a reporter who thinks he's a much better reporter than he is SEXUALITY: bi. he loves women. hes the worst but he loves women. by god no one can say he doesn't love women
this is a great bio because i was sitting on my bed at 7pm like who the hell is this guy and so you can see me just cycle through some of the worst endearing dumb villain traits i can think of as i try to work it out. there's also like one line in there where the lore about it hasn't dropped yet so no one look at that one specific line
In keeping with Kier’s increasingly erratic paranoia, all female spies from Primal Instinct must join as Inferiors. With his distrust and obsession with indoctrinated youths raised by him and his forming the backbone of NightClan, he wouldn't permit an adult, unknown she-cat to join the Clan as any higher rank; she would only be tolerated if she were seemingly willing to be quiet, keep her head down, not interfere with the Clan, and make use of herself in the nursery — anything else is too dangerous and threatening to his stability.
And remember, they are a forcibly close-knit community built on secret police distrust and intelligence-gathering of their own for social gain, so spies will have to play to their environment ♡
We don't have to know who they are, we just want NightClan's personality and culture to stay alive in-world <3
SAGEBRISTLE roleplayed by sunlight If all we are is a composition of memories, what happens when those memories are gone? When the physical remains the same but the mental has been burned away, what kind of creature can be formed from the ashes? Sagebristle was Aspenstar's Loyal Guard, was a mate and mother in the old Nightclan, was Kier's staunchest opposition when the takeover happened. All the remains of her now is a shell, a resurrected Royal Guard and guard dog for her former enemy. A head wound stole her fire, left her pliable, murky, desperate for meaning and memory. The small, lean russet tabby is different from the hot-headed warrior she used to be, as anyone who remains from the old regime could tell you, but she doesn't know it. She doesn't know much at all, really, apart from the lies she's been fed and the loyalty that's been kindled for her leader.
RANK: Royal Guard CLASS: Superior baybee SEXUALITY: Pansexual
CORNKIT / FLAKE roleplayed by sunlight Cornflake looks like his mother, Sagebristle, with his brown tabby fur and goldenrod eyes, but couldn't be less like her in terms of personality. Where she's anger and determination, he's optimism and laziness- their personalities converge on the key point of fierce loyalty to family. He and his siblings grew up in Kier's rein of Nightclan, torn from their mother and their father, Moonblight, and raised in a hellscape of suspicion and control. Cornflake turned to cheerfulness and calm as a defense mechanism to shield himself and his brother and sister from the worst of life's realities, and retained his playful, irresponsible nature even as he grew up. This medium-sized tom can't take anything seriously outside of protecting his family, cracking jokes and avoiding his responsibilities in favor of playing games and napping in the sun.
RANK: Kit CLASS: whatever rank the moonsage kits are... i genuinely dont know uwu SEXUALITY: Hetero
WOVENKIT / FABLE roleplayed by faeish A boyish looking white she-cat with one yellow eye and one blue. She is the offspring of two different clan cats, one NightClan, one MoonClan. Wovenfable is a strong-willed she-cat that believes in the power of her claws to convince others of her standing. Despite being a she-cat she tends to carry herself as a tom, always holding her chin high and daring others to say she is worth less because of her gender. Her hard headedness tends to get her into trouble often, but she never learns her lesson; it seems to only solidify her assurance. With sharp claws and an even sharper tongue to match, Wovenfable is certainly a worthy opponent of any.
RANK: kit CLASS: i'm going to leave this to you - i imagine as a she-cat who is head strong and takes no crap she will not have a good place in nightclan...... for now SEXUALITY: undecided
sunlight i look i should know but i have no idea either, but i think (puts hands on the table) i think what we're gonna do is that they all start as inferiors, and then whatever they do to please kier can get them moved up the classes. so it's like 'you start as nothing because ohh your parents were such traitors, but there's still hope for you to shrug off that ghastly family shame if you show nightclan how faithful you are, because i don't really think you're so bad <3' manipulation brainwashing reinforcement, the ABCs <3
so right now wheatkit is in the lead heading up to reporter and corn is (checks notes) dead in the water <3
