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Charged – Those who could not pass their Trial. They're expected to keep training until they can become Combatants, as well as tasks dictated by the Combatants.
Tyros – Apprentices! They -kepa after their name
Caretakers – Combatants who have decided to dedicate their lives to raising the kits. If there are no kits, they perform normal Combatant duties.
Sucklings – Kittens! They have -kedi after their name
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<br><br> <h2>ARIA ROLEPLAYED BY HOLLYPAW</h2> Scarlet rays of long fur with vibrant auburn's mixing into her dark wine-red textures rippling down to her pelt in swirls like roses. Her back legs have golden specks climbing up her legs like golden sparkles. She has gilded blue eyes and a kinked tail that forms like a flag of a music note. She was kept secret from the entire clan and was as fragile as a rose in a garden. She grew up never seen life outside of Rosoideae Walls. Her mother, Blakelystar, kept her hidden and no cat has seen her before except for the rookie age examinees in the Curanderas Den. Once her mother no longer ruled Toxicity, she finally had the chance to excel at hunting and fighting. After a while, she decided that even though Toxicity was her home, she didn't feel like she could stay and so, in the dead of night, she left and made her way to WaterClan, the place where her mother had once served under Crescentstar and Musicalstar. Her knowledge of herbs and healing helped the clan some, but she would never have the relationship with StarClan that comes with being a Medicine Cat. Though her skills at fighting and hunting have improved, she doesn't think she'll ever be good enough to train an apprentice. Later, after learning what she should've learned while growing up, she decided to leave and return home. While it wasn't exactly the place she'd watched while she was growing up, she didn't mind Absum Lux.
ROSALYN-KEDI ROLEPLAYED BY FADEDECHO Tortoiseshell she cat with striking green eyes. Rosalyn was nod born in Absum Lux, but she was found as a suckling wandering the territory lost and confused. She doesn't seem to remember how she ended up there or what her life was like before she was taken in by Absum Lux. Suckling
Her bio will be updated as I develop her and come up with more for her story.
AKATOSH ROLEPLAYED BY OCEANIX We are you. We are the madness that lurks within you all, begging to be free at every moment in your deepest animal mind. We are what you hide from in your bed every night. We are what you sedate into silence and paralysis when you go to the nocturnal haven where we cannot tread." (Russian Sleep Experiment). Dark as the night sky; ever changing as the moon. Eyes as cold as the stars twinkling in the twilight. Treading between the realms of light and darkness. Hiding, creeping, and spying from the shadows of time. Flourishing under the light of the moon. Akatosh is the gate to a different realm of being. This tall tom has the slender built of a she-cat and appears to be the mixture of two different cats. He is black like the night sky with splashes of ivory dapple like the stars in twilight. His fur is plush, thick and looks quite messy. His paws are small and delicate armed with razor sharp claws. Cold piercing eyes shine like crystal shards. One cold ocean blue like his mother Nova. It rivals the old ice bridge from the Former Toxicity territory. The other a yellowish-green like his father Deal's. Yet it has a deep fire that burns within causing it to melt from the cold amber to the warm leaf green.They both cut through the souls and hearts of those who appose him. Twin souls(personalities) named Auriel and Lorkhan battle for eternity in the locked cage of Akatosh's mind. They strive for the key that powers Akatosh's thoughts. The fear stricken eyes of Auriel peer out from the depths of the darkness. As the invisible force of Lorkhan reaches out to pull Auriel into the unpending doom.Lokahan slowly taking Auriel from Akatosh's consciousness mind. Lorkhan's soul was born in the darkness of Primal Instinct.After Akatosh was born to his mother Nova the Shaman of PI. He wouldn't flourish for long for he would become dormant due to Akatosh short stay in PI. Lorkhan grew in power later after Akatosh joined Toxicity which was close to his original roots. Lorkhan is known as the Trickster. Most don't look to kindly to Akatosh when this personality appears. He is known to be ruthless, bloodthirsty, and ambitious. He is always seeking for the revenge to end his mother's life for dumping him in Dayclan. Which led to Akatosh giving up on the overseer position to pursue his revenge on his mother. He didn't catch up with Toxicity until they had moved to the city and became Absum Lux. On the opposite side there is Auriel who was born in the lightness of Dayclan. Auriel grew weaker in his power shortly after Akatosh joined Toxicity. Auriel often speaks in riddles. He has a strong sense of high awareness to the world around him. He pays attention to the more finer details of life. Being the observing cat he is he strives for knowledge. He makes it a point to get to know everything about a cat even if he hasn't talked to them once. He thinks before he acts and looks for the greater good in situations. His loyalty is only to himself and only offers his services of loyalty for a hefty price.
Born to a long forgotten bloodline, he holds true to it to this day. Born to Savannah, he was bored along side his two brothers Lucion, and Kabraxis - as well as older siblings before them. His mother is a decedent of Crowclan, having lead it as well as Toxicity, or as it was once known, Venomclan. Now residing in Primal Instinct, this is where his loyalties shall lie until he draws his last and final breath. Born with the ancient Crownclan blood, he knows little about just how much of it he embodies to this day. Subconsciously living up to their old standards, he is a very interesting cat. Loyal to his leader and only his leader, he will take their word as law. If his leader tells him to kill, he will ask how many - he isn't scared of a little blood on his name,it doesn't bother him in the least. Even if he was commanded to kill his own flesh and blood, he would in a flash. The only exception is his own mother. She is the one and only cat he would defend with his life - for had it not been for her, he wouldn't have been born. He respects her; but even then she is another League-mate. He will not show any signs of emotion or open affection towards her, he is nothing more then a stone statue who moves and acts without emotion. This creeps some cats out, and it makes other mad. No one can read him or understand him, and this is exactly how he would have it. He doesn't know of the word mercy, and thus he will never show it. With a slender and lethal body, he is able to fight with easy and natural skills. The dark bangle tom's amber eyes will watch you with no emotions, just watching, and observing. Rakanoth is a very hard cat to get close to, but if you manage to get in to this cold hearted cat, he might be able to show some kind of compassion. Well that isn't entirely fair - even if you manage to break the cold shell, you will still receive no emotions and no real Intel on his mind. Rakanoth is a tom who is shrouded in a thick veil of mystery and this is exactly how he plans on keeping it for the long foreseeable future. Why should he open his mind to those who might someday betray him or come for his life? Why would he show emotions, both of those are signs of weakness - and both are something that Rakanoth doesn't plan of having, let alone showing. Keeping his mind and soul to himself he is mentally one of the strongest cats around. Having nothing to tie him down make his strong and penetrable. Or so he was. Had it not been for a wild and blunt ball of russet coloured fur and the most beautiful green eyes he had ever seen - nothing about him would have changed. While for most cats, nothing has changed for him; his entire world went from revolving solely around him, now she is the center of it. While he refuses to openly show his undying love for her in from of others, he knows she understands him and because she has seen his mind and knows his ambitions - the only one he will ever be able to openly joke with and express emotions to; he feels that if something were to happen to her, he would simply be lost and unable to handle it. She is his one and only weakness, her and their kittens that she will soon carry into this world. However, he will still be the some cold and uncaring Rakanoth to the world, he is glad to know that he doesn't have to change who he is for her, and he wouldn't trade her for anything in the world. When she died giving him kits, he decided to abandon his home in Primal Instincts, and his wondering has lead him to the familiar faces of Absum Lux.
JACK-KEDI ROLEPLAYED BY CHICKADEEPEONY Sometimes in the dark we see weird things. Maybe you swear for one strange and fleeting moment you see eyes staring back at you from the dark, or the flicker of a shadows in your vision. Maybe when you’re really tired you swear you hear sounds or can see odd movements from strange creatures in the corner of your vision, and you blink your eyes and the weird sights and movements disappear. Then you tell yourself that you need to get some sleep. And you’re probably right. You probably do. Jack’s problem is that he can’t, or if he can, he doesn’t remember it. A long time sufferer of severe insomnia, and potentially a few other illnesses he isn’t fully aware of, Jack is a guy whose life it full of seeing odd things he can’t seem to just casually be able to blink or sleep away, and often he can’t tell how much of the strange things he tends to see are real and how many are just in his head. That’s if any of the strange things he sees or hears are real at all. Essentially useless at fighting and doomed to the life of a charged, he tends to keep to his own business. Not like anyone is ignorant that he’s a strange guy who, despite his slightly introverted and country-slow nature, tends to always find himself in odd situation even beyond his own illnesses and the weird hallucinations and illusions that come to him. He tries to mind his own business, keep to fixing the dens on the far side of camp where the shadows are, not really getting in anyone’s way. He’s one of the most reliable cats when it comes to getting jobs done, if only because he’s so familiar with the everydays chores around camp it’s just muscle memory at this point. He’s also strange and that’s become pretty clear to everyone, so maybe people just think they can trust him to do odd jobs without much of a question, or maybe they just trust that no one will believe anything he says, or maybe they think he won’t talk about any of the weird stuff at all, given the strange things he’s only slightly sure he sees on a daily basis. And they’re probably right on all three points, if he were to be honest. In looks he’s pretty drab. Just your regular old tabby whose daily looks range from mildly disheveled to sickly depending on the time you catch him at, his blue eyes always looking slightly worn but ready for the next crazy thing to grace his vision. Seeing a two-headed bird with one regular mouth and three eyes get eaten by the old tree on the shady edge of camp is just normal life to him, though he had gotten unnerved lately considering it’s started to make odd gurgling sounds in the middle of night when no one else is awake. Of course it’s probably all in his head, and that tree doesn’t seem like it has big enough fangs to eat a cat yet anyways so everything is probably fine. Suckling
Scarlet rays of long fur with vibrant auburn's mixing into her dark wine-red textures rippling down to her pelt in swirls like roses. Her back legs have golden specks climbing up her legs like golden sparkles. She has gilded blue eyes and a kinked tail that forms like a flag of a music note. She was kept secret from the entire clan and was as fragile as a rose in a garden. She grew up never seen life outside of Rosoideae Walls. Her mother, Blakelystar, kept her hidden and no cat has seen her before except for the rookie age examinees in the Curanderas Den. Once her mother no longer ruled Toxicity, she finally had the chance to excel at hunting and fighting. After a while, she decided that even though Toxicity was her home, she didn't feel like she could stay and so, in the dead of night, she left and made her way to WaterClan, the place where her mother had once served under Crescentstar and Musicalstar. Her knowledge of herbs and healing helped the clan some, but she would never have the relationship with StarClan that comes with being a Medicine Cat. Though her skills at fighting and hunting have improved, she doesn't think she'll ever be good enough to train an apprentice. Later, after learning what she should've learned while growing up, she decided to leave and return home. While it wasn't exactly the place she'd watched while she was growing up, she didn't mind Absum Lux.
JAFAR ROLEPLAYED BY MIPSYCHE A spindly black tom with vibrant, dark amber eyes. He's always either grinning with a snakey twinkle in his eyes, or observing his current predicament with a reserved grimace. Jafar has only the slight moral compass, for those he feels loyal or connected to. Otherwise he is cold and emotionally withdrawn, more than willing to do whatever need be to achieve his goals. With that said, he makes a resilient soldier in any army.
REX ROLEPLAYED BY APPLE Rex is a neurotic soul. No one seems to quite understand the things he rambles on about, as it seems nonsense. During his trial as a tyro, he had a panic attack and started talking about demons trying to kill him. He jumped into a river and attempted to drown himself in attempt to get rid of the voices. He now lives as a Charged, and does not seem to mind. His emotions can range from happy to sad to angry to afraid in milliseconds. Rex hears voices that he is convinced are his ancestors that did not get into their coelum, and are now demons trying to destroy his life. Rex believes that he can predict the future, and often claims to have visions of terrible events that are going to happen, but they never do. Often, what he says does not make sense. His small body is constantly shaking in fear, and everyone has given up trying to understand him. Rex is a small, extremely skinny tom. Others comment on the fact that his ribs are visible, but it is most likely because most of the time he is afraid to eat, believing that the food is poisoned. His fur is gray and black, but long, wirey, and curly. He does not groom himself well, so his curls have lumped together into mats. He has yellow lazy eyes that never appear as if they are looking directly at anything. Absum Lux has given up on Rex, but generally feel sorry for the mentally ill cat.
JERRY-KEDI ROLEPLAYED BY IAN If he were a dog and not a cat, he'd be a golden retriever in most of his ways. He's charming and even though he's a little bit wound up in cult-like ideology, he's endearing to say the least. However, he's incredibly anarchic in nature. Truly, he is a trouble maker. It isn't worth trying to tell him to do something, because chances are, he'll just do the exact opposite anyways. He's impulsive and unafraid of personal injury, so basically, he's a wildcard all of the time. He's boyish, perhaps to the point of immaturity, and there's always something it seems like he's hiding. Part of a close group of friends that consists of Rosa, O'Brien and Jack, and sort of Spencer but only because Spencer's out to get the gang.
BELLE-KEDI ROLEPLAYED BY HONEYSTORM Sometimes the past comes back to haunt you. And sometimes, the past is in the form of a cute little tabby kitten whose name is Belle and may or may not be related to Narcissus. As it is, the little kitten, identical to Jezebelle save for one midnight blue, almost black, eye, is absurdly annoying. She's mischievous and troublesome, and a just a bit too chatty for anyone to reasonably want to deal with. Unfortunately for Jezi, the little she-cat has taken to her. Of course, that is probably the understatement of the century. Belle for what it's worth, is obsessed with her namesake, and ever since being ditched by Narcissus in joining Absum Lux, she's never seemed to want to leave the poor General alone, always trying to mimic her, and hoping to one day follow in her pawsteps. Hopefully Jezi's sanity remains intact. Good luck, you'll need it.
The plaintive meows of kittens, the soft smell of milk, and the warmth that cradled those within the birthing den within it's warmth ruined by the harsh crimson that littered the den. Smothered by the heavy tang of copper that hung in the back of ones throat and refused to be cleansed. Bloody paw steps lead back to a long haired tabby tom that stood there, a statue marred by the bloody fur and clumps ripped up by claws that had fought to protect the new lives and their own. Golden eyes held no emotion, blank and terrifying in the implication. The implication that the heinous crime was not a crime of passion, of hate, of grief, but instead a logical planned out process. Done for no reason other than Amulius felt he had no room from this growing family in his future. Felt they were a stone holding him back and tethering him to a past he had no desire to keep. He feels no regret for ending the lives of those he should have loved and protected to his dying breath. Feels no remorse for having moved on so easily. And while not a story he tells casually he feels no shame in telling the tale if it comes up in conversation. A fact that truly highlights his cruel and careless nature, a fact that should strike caution into those who put themselves at his side.
