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<b> SHAE ESCALE }} GLAMOUR</b> <br>Being the spitting image of her father, Commander Mars It's only fitting that she would be a total daddy's girl. All she wants in this life is to live her best life, and of course make her father proud. Everything she does is to live up to his legacy while remaining her own person. Never one to crack under pressure, and not one to be crushed by the weight of expectation. There's no angst or struggle to find herself in this world. She knows exactly who she is. From a young age she knew she wanted to be the best spy the regime has ever seen and won't rest until until she has earned her title. She is silly and goofy and isn't afraid to be the comedic relief in tense situations. Selfless when she can manage it. She isn't afraid of showing weakness by being herself, however, she is no fool. She knows trust has to be earned but, you have be willing to give trust to get it. She is an open book to those who choose to read her pages. Nothing that she says is ever a lie. Nasty habit lying, she believes telling the truth is far simpler than getting caught in a web of lies and she isn't exactly fond of spiders. Of course there's two side of every coin and Shae is no exception to this. while she is sweet and caring she can also be quite mean, and sometimes even cold but, only when she's pushed far enough. She strives to be someone she can be proud of when she look at her reflection, and someone she can live with at the end of the day when she curls up in her nest at the end of the day.</p></font><br>
<b> JAGGER JAEGER }} GLAMOUR</b> <br> A fiery tom with vibrant amber eyes. The middle child, and never over looked, like the rest of his family Jagger sticks out. His fur is so bright he can be spotted easily in darkness. Due to this fact Jagger has taken up the habit of rolling in dirt or even mud to dilute the color of his fur. He would love to consider himself a tactical and strategic cat but he isn't. In truth Jagger rushes into everything without fully thinking things through. He is the king of snap decisions, landing him in the most trouble a majority of the time. Strong willed, he can and will do anything he sets his mind to. The problem with that is when he has a goal in mind it's all he can think about until that goal is achieved. The loudest of his siblings, in terms of voice, he makes himself heard simply by speaking his mind. Thankfully he knows when to bite his tongue and when to speak up. He can be clever when he wants to be, the hardest part for him however is staying focused.
i am leaving soon, hit me up anytime on discord <3
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Post by uniqcrim on Aug 16, 2021 16:56:38 GMT -5
<b>SNORCH SHAW }} UNIQCRIM</b> <br>A huge golden tom with folded ears. He doesn't talk very often, but is known for his role in disciplining the youths. They genuinely fear him, although he is mostly non-violent, instead opting for punishments much worse than simply getting thrown around. In particular, Snorch enjoys performing bad opera when the younger ones step out of line. He is a rough, tough, and gruff cat all around but definitely gets his kicks out of humiliating other cats.
Post by ashestoashes on Aug 16, 2021 22:22:48 GMT -5
<b> SIRIUS JAEGER }} ASHESTOASHES </b> <br> Burdened with the responsibility of acting as the father to his two younger brothers after the untimely death of their parents, Sirius is the reluctant self-appointed head of the family. The orange tom has long forgotten what it means to relax and have fun, and always finds a way to keep himself busy even on the slowest of days. A control freak in the nicest sense of the word, he hates when things don’t go according to his plan and can be very snippy when things don’t go his way. He has a hard time making friends but he’s very loyal and will protect what’s his at all costs.
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Post by uniqcrim on Aug 21, 2021 15:14:57 GMT -5
<b>ILIUS JAEGER }} UNIQCRIM</b> <br> He might be the youngest of his siblings but Ilias refuses to be overlooked, instead he decides to shine as bright as the sun itself, giving off a presence that you can’t possibly ignore. He’s as sweet as he is courageous and gives one hundred percent of his effort into everything he does, no matter how minute the task. When he makes a mistake, and he does so often, he owns it. Going as far as to say he meant to do that from the beginning. Some find this endearing while others, such as his brother, Sirius, see this as a nuisance and an inability to silence his ego. An orange tabby tom with pale yellow eyes.
Rank // Mercenary (Let me know if I need to change this, I do not yet have a merc)
<b>CRESSIDA JAEGER }} SHADOW</b> <br>A pale golden ginger she-cat with large blended negative spaces of white in her pelt and soft eyes like unset gold, she is the proud female of the Jaeger family, far more confident in who she is and her abilities than that of her sister, Juliet. Truthfully, she doesn't like being in the tunnels and tries to avoid it as often as she can, staying aboveground and exploring as far and wide as she can – until she's called back home or gets in trouble, whichever comes first. She is deeply in love with water and since discovering it, prefers to be swimming as often as she can spare given the weather and time.
Rank // Scout
Specialty // Pirate
Sexuality // Undetermined
Mate // N/A
<b>ZIMBO SHAW }} SHADOW</b> <br>A small golden tabby tom with green eyes, he is the second in command to the group of tykes his caretaker and superior, Gossamer Eerie, has taken in to raise and train to be her mini army. When Gossamer is not around or has not provided the younger cats with a task, Zimbo is the one to organize the younger litter. He is very close to Snorch to the point of being possessive and jealous, though the nature of their bond is one that even Gossamer isn't entirely certain of.
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Oct 20, 2021 20:54:58 GMT -5
<b>ODANNA DANI}} SIMPLYLIGHT </b> <br>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.
Rank // Mercenary (if there are still spots available)
Specialty // Miner
Sexuality // Undecided
Mate // N/A
<b>FJORD GRISTINN-ESCALE }} SIMPLYLIGHT </b> <br>You can tell a lot by embarking on a journey into the eyes of a stranger. Their passion for the emerging blossom or a distrust of the changing seasons are clearly evident through those crystalline globes. But what if the eyes aren't parallel in nature? Does two different optics mean two unique adventures, which in turn make one complex first impression? With white fur as crisp as the clouds that hover over a deep fjord, his heterochromia is what makes this grandiose tom stand out at first glance. Metaphorically speaking, his blue eye tells the story of a soul who longs for the light to reignite the flame to carry on each morning. It’s the tale of a soldier who lives in his daydreams to escape the darkness of reality. His visions of what should be and not of what truly is. It’s the timeline of one who thrives from other’s experiences and stories. That icy chasm of blue leads to a king who does life alongside his subjects, fighting through the torrents of life. That eye believes that hope and faith will carry you through, to always forgive and find hope in a new day, and everything works out in the end. The other optic, burning with a passionate amber like fire, shows a different character. It’s path leads to an abandoned lover who seeks his reconciliation. The story is one of a leader who raises his sword and shield against those who threaten his pack. It’s a tapestry of an individual who will take back what rightfully belongs to him, not caring whether tooth and claw are necessary. Depth and the wildness of nature make up the river that splits through the mountains, causing the birth of a a fjord. He is that wide, winding river that tears a path through the steep cliffs. Why such opposition between two windows of the soul? Not just because he was born with it, but because of a past that defines his individuality. Being born from parents who still hide their identity to this day, he's had to create his own persona. Often times, he’s had to become two different characters in the play of life to please those who never claimed him in the first place. Not only that, but watching his brother, Regn, walk away after many moons of living amongst the tunnels together morphed a hot flame inside his heart. Not only does that ember burn through his chest, but it is slowly forming a hardened heart. He is one who is fueled by tragedy, so he has learned to hone in that flicker. Two vastly different eyes create the picture of a cat who gives his all passionately, fiercely, wildly, and madly.
Rank // Mercenary (if there are still spots available), if not Scout
Specialty // Trapper, or if Scout then Predator
Sexuality // Heterosexual
Mate // Venus (deceased)
<b>REN KIMURA }} SIMPLYLIGHT </b> <br>"Worries slowly come and kiss / Tell me what's your name? / Once more, a mutual attraction / Faces disdain through virtue of comparison / No matter how many nights pass by / At a very dark corner, to a broken piece of me I will / Search and kiss and destroy." From birth it was clear to the Regime that Ren was to be a Mercenary. Being a Russian Blue mix, smokey grey-blue fur covers his entire frame, the color fading off only around the pink insides of his ears and pads and darkening to black on his nose. Blue-green fire pools into two socket, creating a pair of eyes that no one can erase from their memory. They bore into their targets, making the legs weak and minds weary. His build is not similar to a mercenary's usual. Ren has a tall frame, bounded together by thick well-built muscles, but they don't make him appear large. He uses this to his advantage, though, because many expect him to be a mere scout who can't fight. That statement strays quite far from the truth. He is merciless and ruthless in battle, taking out foes one by one. His endurance is amazing, but his high tolerance for pain can be a weakness because he doesn't always know when he's pushed too far. Ren's free time is devoted to training by himself and honing his abilities. He grew up with no family and siblings because his abandoned the Regime. His loyalty remained with the underground group even as a tyke, though, so he stayed behind. It was until he met, her. The crybaby she-cat who strayed too far over the Regime border. Her namve was Zen, and she was his sister. She had joined Primal Instinct and they met secretly outside the Regime border to talk about kit-hood. Of course it wasn't forbidden love because she was his sister, but let's just call it mutual hatred. They acted like siblings and cared for each other but secretly they both hated each other. They continued to meet until it became an outright battle between them to return stronger and wittier. It was an unhealthy sibling relationship where each tried to become better than the other but they still cared for each other. That was until the day Ren received the news from her mate. Zen had been murdered by another cat in Primal Instinct. He never got a name of the mate or killer but did figure out that she was pregnant. Call it insanity, but one of his biggest drives is to show his traitorous family how strong he is, to find Zen's murderer and avenge her, and to make them all pay for his loneliness. Of course, he is not murderous or insane, just hurt. This is a secret, of course, bottled up inside him. Most of his feelings end up in that situation until they explode in a training session, which is why he trains alone most of the time. All of this emotion is hidden behind a calm cloak. Many believe him to be quiet and shy, but that isn't correct. He knows how to bark orders just as well as the other mercenaries. Ren is a pool of mystery to everyone; deadly silence. He isn't hateful, though. In fact, he holds himself to the highest standard and is almost militaristic, but still kind to those who need it. "Wielding an incomplete love so tightly / I wanna know 'cause I don't know and I only know how to say no / But we're just a bunch of people with conflicting views of justice / Closing in on each other the moment it gets peaceful / Can I feel? Can you feel? / Life is a moment / I just wanna break down this impetus and hold you in my arms / No wound is inflicted just for the sake of licking them afterwards / One's pride would easily be the other's joke. Former Commander/Mercenary
Rank // Scout
Specialty // Pirate (but misses his mercenary life :'c he's trying his best haha)
<b>HOWLAN-TYKE HAYES }} JADIE</b> <br>Since the moment Howlan was born, there was the expectation to not fail and, most of all, don’t be stupid and die. In other words, his mom made it clear that failure was never an option. She imprinted him with the expectation that he would need to improve the Regime in every way that he possibly could. For Howlan that was with kindness, always offering to fill in tasks that no one wanted to do or just needed extra help with. Howlan’s quite the charmer too, always trying to hook up with outsiders to provide more kits for the Regime and is quite the player, but a cold one too. He fights a fierce custody battle and ensures that any kit of his is raised in the Regime no exceptions. It’s all smiles and love until he turns on anyone who is the mother of his kits if they don’t give them up fast enough. His charm doesn’t come from a place of charisma, but instead from his analytical mind, able to accurately and lovingly access others. His smooth words often win over those around him. He’ll even use his words to ensure that certain things go the most smooth way possible in the Regime’s best interest, not the people’s. Howlan is a silvery-white ticked tabby tom with amber tiger-like eyes.
Post by Shadowbladeღ on Oct 28, 2021 23:19:46 GMT -5
<b>DELU-TYKE ANWIR}} Shadowbladeღ </b> <br>The only child of Alana, an explosion sent her mother into labor early leaving her an only child from the start. Her mother is overprotective of her to the point she's never seen anything outside of Post Kilo unsupervised by her mother. Of course, she's smart enough to eavesdrop, and despite her sickly nature, likely knows far more than she lets on about the family workings. Spoiled from birth, and always pitted against the other kits and first thing she's taught is discipline and respect; makes Delu a very unhappy camper but a patient one. If the cards were going to be stacked against her she was going to her damnedest to unstack them sparking the malice in her and her interest in doing things efficiently do build up her own respect and be able to dish out her own disciplie when the time comes, be it punishment or constructive mental and physical training to bring tykes more grounded. Her mother's overbearingness makes her inclined to be emotionally distant or reserved to most adults as a youth, but still friendly to own or younger peers. Her strong personality and determination can occasionally make an outcast but the phrase 'you're dead to me' never bothered her anyways. <i>"I'm just a dead girl, don't live in your world I just roll my eyes back every time I hear that"</i> Her current focus is just getting out of the nursery and making pawns friends with the other kits. Paisley seems like a good start, and no body can change her mind once she's set. <i>"All I wanna do is shake my head (dead girl) Shake my head, shake my head But how am I gonna do that with a broken neck? (dead girl)”</i>
Rank // Tyke
Specialty // idk wait what if i want her to be a scout or mercenary?
Sexuality // Undetermined
Mate // N/A
<b>PAISLEY-TYKE ANWIR}} Shadowbladeღ</b> <br><i>"They take their bites just like piranhas Sharpen their smiles, kill me with kindness"</i> Middle, emotionally abused, she learned it was better to comply than to fight, after all, her initial outspoken nature lead to their father threatening to kill her younger siblings and accidentally poisoning her in her Cadethood which resulted in her being unable to maintain balance and caused her to be demoted to Guider from Scout Cadet. Life's rough like that, sometimes you're bird sometimes you're the statue and she born the former but quick put into place as the latter but the one she should be able to trust most to guide her and help her grow up in this already cruel world but guess no one else cared to do anything about it. She's a little bitter to clanmates not stepping in and doing something about; to be fair she doesn't completely have unshakable proof but a 'big' accusation like that should be easy to be believe if they just stopped being so self-absorbed to notice him and her brother fighting yet another round she's lost count of. <i>"Steppin’ on us to make you tall Do you know that’s what makes you small?"</i> She hides behind her poor brother Atol, juxtapose in wishing he would stop fighting and getting himself hurt and secretly glad he's taking the brunt of it and not her and hoping he never gives up defending them. It lets her focus on looking after Armes and Umina, she's first to hush them to behave and stay as quiet as possible as if that might make their father forget about them existence. Armes is already seeming 'ill' as it is and who knows what he might do to Umina - even the daily stumble or sway she experiences is a frustrating enough reminder and she doesn't want them to be like that. <i>"Step to us, you’re gonna see (Young giants) We’re ten feet taller than you’d have us believe (Young giants)"</i> She has vicious loyalty to her dear siblings, while she may seem passively going through life as a wallflower, that's just appearances in front of her father; Paisley often has a simple motive in mind to keep her siblings safe and to quietly better herself. While she may not always speak her mind or make her boundaries known she will let you know when you cross them and be very unforgiving if anything goes against her only two motives. She likes to think she strongest with her siblings and one day they might just be taller and stronger against their father. She's a mere pawn to her father, likely to be married off in her youth to build political relationships at the whims of her father. She insightful enough to guess at the things she should be aware of - she heard and tries to overhear her father talking sometimes - she doesn't know what she can do about them without causing irreversible consequences. Hopefully it's not all up to her as she thinks it is - Delu seems like she could be pretty useful, or at the very least one more ally her father doesn't have. <i>"We turn our backs, they’re talking trash right there behind us They’ll do anything at all to fill the silence"</i>
Rank // Tyke
Specialty // idk FARMER?
Sexuality // Undetermined
Mate // N/A
Edited Oct 28, 2021 23:21:50 GMT -5 By Shadowbladeღ
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Oct 30, 2021 10:32:57 GMT -5
<b>TALON-TYKE HAYES }} SIMPLYLIGHT</b> <br>His mama calls him and his brothers her wolf pack, always out hunting from sunrise to sunset. The Regime is among one of the lowest in fertility rates meaning his litters birth is of great importance. Since the moment he was born there was the expectation to not fail and most of all, don’t be stupid and die. In other words, his mom made it clear from day one that failure was never an option. She imprinted him with the need to provide for her clan with every he had and fiber of his muscles, his body belonged to the Regime. Talon takes special herbs to keep himself awake, he’ll run until he’s vomiting on the ground and he’ll fight till the death in every battle. Talon spends 90% of his days and nights hunting, only spending every four days sleeping for a solid day. In truth Talon longs to be lazy, but can never say it aloud, afraid of the disapproval, but he’s being worked to the bone by peer pressure, almost more than the prisoners. He longs for some sort of escape from the Regime where he won’t be letting everyone down by not hunting, but his group is hungry and he’s young with high expectations that need to be carried out. Talon Hayes is a dark grey tabby with amber tiger-like eyes.
<b>ALLARIA EERIE }} JADIE</b> <br>Heavenly cinder grey fur peters through her dark storm cloud fur. Her wavy locks twist and turn like an untamed rose briar. She has a voluptuous form that is engulfed in hurricane greys, dark as night blacks and a light grey skies hue, interrupted only by four snowy white paws. Allaria is a black beauty with dragon blue enchanting eyes. She is decisive and alarmingly confident, always one to take the lead; however, she shows no tolerance for weakness, especially in regards to herself. Fiercely independent, Allaria would rather fail than ask for help. So, when her elemental ability to communicate with animals developed, she kept it to herself and suffered greatly. Unable to justify consuming a life that has the same hopes and dreams as she does, she refused to eat or hunt for many days. Then, one morning, she quietly left camp, cornered a mouse, listened to it plead for its life, snapped its neck and ate it. A part of her died that day, too, but she came back stronger than ever before, believing she conquered what was her greatest weakness: Compassion. Don’t tell her, but she did not quite succeed. She may leave you behind to prove a point but she’ll stay up all night watching and waiting just to make sure you get home safe. Allaria actually has a huge heart, she just has a strange way of showing it; the harsher she is on you, the more she cares for you.
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Post by uniqcrim on Nov 22, 2021 18:40:35 GMT -5
<b>ATOL-TYKE ANWIR }} UNIQCRIM</b> <br>The eldest son of his litter to Zereen and an unknown she-cat. He is always trying to shield and protect his littermates from his father's well-hidden rave. However, such a role takes a toll and he has taken a silent vow to one day take his final revenge and protect him and his siblings once and for all. For now, he cowers in wait for that day. After all, how can a simple tyke stand up for himself?
Rank // tyke
<b>ALANA ANWIR }} UNIQCRIM</b> <br>A medium furred calico she-cat with innocent green eyes. This narcissistic she-cat can seem nice and innocent one minute and snap the next. Alana was pregnant during the blast in regime's tunnels and lost all but one of her kits who ended up being very sickly. She is overprotective of him and jealous of those who are "more fortunate than her." Because of this she ended up being pushed into an Auxiliary rank from her position as a Mercenary trapper; and has been spiteful ever since.