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Post by BlackObsidian on May 5, 2020 14:01:34 GMT -5
(Haha... My second character here in a row. 😆 such a coincidence) Demon role played by BlackObsidian // YOUTH He has a sleek black pelt and his front legs/chest are white. He has piercing blue eyes, but not sky blue, his eyes are fire blue. He has a proud aura and is large for his age (the muscly type of large). He's brawny and tough looking but on the inside he's softer than chick fluff. To keep up his reputation he sometimes threatens trespassers that trespass on his 'territory'. He is Obsidian's brother, but he doesn't know that. Haha, I just remembered his secret, shh, don't tell anyone this. He loves snails and moths and he picks snails up whenever he can and chases moths whenever he can. (Good ya he was a big softy!). He hates-ish-sort-of clan cats b/c of what they did to his mom, but deep down he can't hate them, there's to much curiosity in this little cat. I mean big cat. Rank: loner Group: N/A
TARN roleplayed by COOKIE Tarn originally came from The Loch where Herne once Hunted. She was raised under very strange lore and believes in a god called the Green One, whose teachings about change from it's Bloodsucking Head she follows closely, always trying to impart its wisdom on other cats. She left her home to see the world - curiosity is by far her most defining trait. She doesn't feel much, if any, fear. Tarn's driving motivation is novelty. She wants to see and know everything. Her adaptable nature has allowed her to befriend cats from many walks of life by adjusting her personality to fit theirs. Overall, Tarn is an explorer. She is free-spirited and lively, always wanting to meet new cats but never giving up her roots. Loner
Post by ashestoashes on May 10, 2020 2:07:23 GMT -5
TYLER roleplayed by ASHESTOASHES This tom had it all: luxury, food, warmth, and shelter...so why did he throw it all away? Easy enough to answer: he longed for something more but could not quite figure out what that was. Perhaps he wanted to be like a bird, to spread his wings and fly? Or be able to go outside and feel the rain fall upon his fur, the grass underneath his paws, and the excitement of the hunt thrum through his body. Although there were a couple of reasons for this either way this black tom with blue eyes decided he needed to follow whatever this feeling was and be free...lets see where this leads him to in this crazy adventure called life. Loner
OMEGA roleplayed by STARDANCE The omega. The weakest one. The submissive one. The disrespected one. The one who no one cares about. The one who is not essential. The one who is underestimated, ostracized and alienated. The one whose desire for strength and revenge is unparalleled. The one whose claws will one day rip out the throat of phony authority, and replace it with a glorious examples of sheer triumph: victory over a higher power, annihilation of a sworn enemy and abolition of an immoral code. The one is Omega. His power and strength is derived from his past self's submissiveness and weakness. Life is the cruelest thing. Omega was born into Toxicity, though as the runt of the litter. He was weak. Helpless. Useless. Not worth protecting. That is law in Toxicity, is it not? If you can't protect yourself, you can't protect the group. You are not worth protecting. It would be easier to just not exist. Less pain, less suffering; but strength has its roots in struggle, not ease. Omega grew faster because he was so weak. His strength became unmatched against his brothers, all of whom died because of disease, blood loss and plain stupidity. He became more authoritative, more of a leader after the death of his brothers, some of the only things acting as anchor to his weak roots. Unbound, Omega's strength is limitless. No more restraints! No more brotherly envy! Only a growing desire for revenge on the apparent lack of authority that allowed a kithood to be thrown into a tumultuous downfall remained. He respects the authority of the Strategos and his superiors, but he doesn't plan on groveling at their paws in awe. He sees the imperfection in Toxicity, and he wishes to fix the broken machine. He wishes to move beyond being a mere gear in a system. Why not be in charge of the system? Why not regulate instead of being regulated? Omega is powerful and calculating, yet he is not without emotion. He empathizes with others, often putting himself in the place of the one who is struggling. Once being the weak one gives him insight on how to help the cat, but he has no empathy for his enemies. He could watch the Clan cats die one after another, but within reason. He is not an indiscriminate murder. Why kill a queen and her kits? Why kill the elders? They can only bring the gifts of life and wisdom to his group. His eyes are the color of the ocean. Its depths unknown, the blue is mesmerizing and mysterious. His fur forms a black stripe along his back the seems to drop spots of darkness onto his dark brown flank which lightens slightly as one moves towards his wwhite underside. His chest is a dirty snow in color, only very slightly grayed. He has a distinctive scar marking his right ear, almost splitting the auditory organ down the middle. He is slightly larger than the average cat in Toxicity, but it is not visible at first glance. Though this cat's intentions may seem a little dark, he wants what is best for his group. Not for yours. He would give up his life and the afterlife in a moment to save what he loves dearest. His days in Toxicity are past, yet he does not regret leaving them. He feels his pilgrimage as brought him new knowledge, and it has only just begun. It is his final wish that he would return to what is now Absum Lux to share his knowledge, but that day is in the future. Not the present. To keep his real name a secret and to mask his path, he now has cats he meets know him as Hades. Only those from his former group and those close to him would know who he really is; however, a persona can only last for so long. He still felt as if he had unfinished business in what was now Absum Lux, so he returned. For better or for worse is all in perspective. After the disappearance of Genesis, his second mate, he felt broken again. It was impossible for him to stay there, so he left Absum Lux/Toxicity for the second time and found himself in SunClan. Omega always knew he could distract himself from his screwed up reality in the hostile group, but it hardly lasted any time at all. He was turned into a servant, so he left the cult for something else. He was in relative peace for a little while in the League, but it was not long until Foxstar found him and removed separated his soul from his body. With the Priestess holding his soul over the edge of the abyss, what moral bounds he had left finally dissolved. The change is allowing him to become the perfect killer, one without remorse or empathy with eyes on the endgame. Rogue Fire Gang
SOOTPAW roleplayed by COOKIE Sootpaw wears a white spotted black feather for survival and red/orange feather for victory. Unlike her skittish brother, Sootpaw isn't afraid of anything. She feels like the world is out to get her and doesn't find it easy to trust anyone. Sootpaw's tendency to get defensive and lash out makes it hard for others to get close to her. When her mother left the clan one day and never came back, Sootpaw felt abandoned. She didn't want anything to do with her brother because his dark fur reminded her of her mother. Sootpaw takes out her aggression in her training practice, so she picks up quickly on fighting moves and is quickly becoming a fearsome cat to fight. The combination of her skills and her anger issues make her dangerous, but they can also get in the way of winning when she lets her emotions overwhelm her. Sootpaw is afraid to get close to another cat, and she doesn't feel like she truly belongs in the clan. She joined the Fire Gang while living in DayClan, and she has remained in her clan so that she can spy for the gang. DayClan apprentice Fire Gang
Summer night sneaking out from behind his moms back just felt like a right of passage to Harv. His paws lightly touched the earth as he led his sister out the back and maybe if they had left he could have gone on living his typical childhood in his quiet clan. But out of the corner of his eye he saw the lonely kit no one talked to, who probably never lived a wild day in his life. Maybe it was sympathy for the guy or he just didn’t want to talk to his sister the whole time, but he invited him along. DayClan was a big destination, the neighboring clan full of wheat. He had never left camp a day in his life though, the tunnels winded and the fear of becoming lost was consuming his heart with a tight grasp. When they made it out there was a river in their way and a long way to DayClan if they walked all the way around. Harv and Sweet chose to brave it, but they were older, a bit more nimble with sharper claws to hang onto rocks. The other kit was younger, more clumsy and his claws hadn’t grown in. He slipped, cracked his head open on a rock while choking down on water. No one knows if the head injury killed him or if he drowned. Harv and Sweet never blamed themselves, they blamed it on the twisting maze, the adults for not paying better attention, the current for being too fast, and the rocks for being too slippery. The guilt of killing the kit hurt him too much to acknowledge it was his fault and the death was on his heart. The Sun God had little sympathy and cursed him and his sister to be forced to feel the pain the kit felt. They were hacking up water, heads pounding for a whole week as they suffered and lived. A slave to their own mortality, death follows Harv closely. He has many near death experiences, but nothing can ever be enough to end his suffering. Harv is frequently conflicted on where his heart lies in SunClan, but is very respectful and polite to his superiors and tries to help around the clan.
HARU roleplayed by KOMIHARU A young tabby tom with dark brown fur and pale ginger markings. One of the few descendants of AirClan left in the forest, Haru has recently lost his guardians and has taken to roaming empty territory in search of a new home. Possessing an adventurous spirit and a knack for getting off track, Haru develops close bonds with new people quickly and is motivated primarily by his desire to protect his friends and the land around them. Having been taught pacifist values by his former family, Haru is reluctant to use force with his enemies, and tries to find the least-violent solution when possible. Loner Aang Gang
its a little barebones but at least he has a name now lmao
MELODY roleplayed by JADIE Melody's calico fur is short and glossy like raven's wing. An inky black tuxedo dominates a ginger-and-white base allowing flashes of color only on her limbs, underbelly and face. Playful auburn rosettes reveal themselves in her orange patches which marks her as one of Funk E'tan's many daughters. Her brilliant indigo eyes may be a different color than her mother, Foxbane's, but they hold that same unmistakable promise of chaos and calamity. Much like her parents, Melody is a beauty with a cruel streak. She can be a bully and often pushes cats into uncomfortable situations to see how they will react. She is fascinated by the weaknesses of others and keeps a record of what makes them tick. Don't be mistaken, though, she's no gossip: What she learns she keeps to herself for future manipulation. Be it blackmailing or playing on insecurities, Melody has a way of keeping cats in line and obedient to her, often without them even realizing it. There's really no telling what she is going to do next. A lecture, a fight, an embrace, a compliment, she receives all of them with the same bemused smile and will just as soon give you a kiss on her cheek as she'll rake you with her claws. This unpredictable quality of hers is unnerving but also... charming? Melody's unshakeable confidence and ease at which she takes control of situations makes her a natural leader which compels cats, even ones she has not blackmailed, to follow her. In fact, she dreams of someday being a ruler, just not in a stifling Clan like SunClan. She's in no hurry to leave, though. Being marked for death is such a drag. She is happy to play loyal SunClan cat for now and work on other projects, such as Fire Gang, in her spare time. Her Clan name is Discordantmelody but she goes by Melody as a rogue. Rank: SunClan Member Optional: Fire Gang
A song, sweet and lovely floats through the air entrapping all who hear it. The melody unfamiliar, yet draws you in. The lyrics promise you love, wonder and all you can desire, but all you find is death and despair. That voice, so lovely as it is, belongs to Siren. Fur dark as the storm cloud above and eyes as green as seaweed, she is beauty in a bottle wrapped up with a deadly personality. The Greeks had no idea that their tale from so long ago would still hold true to today; but here she is, standing as beautiful as the old tales with a voice that pulls you in and just as vicious as those in the story. Siren holds her head high, knowing she is beautiful, using her voice and appearance to pull everyone towards her and show just how deadly a cat can be. She holds loyal to her clan and her family. She acts as their defender and their backup but she expects them to care for themselves. This sweet appearing cat isn't afraid to raise her claws or to take a scratch. She's as tough as the rest of them, unwilling to back down, but she knows her place; one within Primal Instinct. Beautiful dark grey fur hides her true personality, one of dry humor and deadly mirth. A personality that no tom may ever find as appealing as her appearance or voice, but that never stops them from falling for her into towards theirown demise. This temptress acts sweet and kind until you've fallen into the water, then the harsh waves erupt and show you who she really is. A cat that lies, kills and threatens. One who is loyal to her family and clan. A she-cat only after the best, that leaves all the rest, unworthy and not worth her time, within the harsh waves. Siren is only kind to her kits and brother and even then they still receive her sense of dry humor and sarcastic wit, but they still have her kindness and love. Heaven forbid you mess with them. While any she-cat is protective of their kits, but this she-cat, Siren, will down right murder you for merely laying a paw on one of hers. Though, she still expects them to face their own battles but she can't just allow just anyone to attack her family.
WILDRAIN roleplayed by Spot A black tabby she-cat with deep gray eyes. Wildrain was a simple loner, minding her own business and raising her kits. Then, suddenly, her world turned upside-down when a strange cat approached her kits and persuaded them to join their clan. Outraged, Wildrain had refused to allow her kits to join some weird cat group. It wasnt until the kits escaped one night to secretly join Swiftclan that Wildrain's adventure began. When Wildrain woke to find her kits missing, she followed their scent to the Swiftclan camp. It was until then, she had laid eyes on the clan for the first time. Her kits had a light in their eyes she hadn't ever seen in them before. Reluctantly, Wildrain decided to join Swiftclan for her kits' happiness. This particular she-cat is very headstrong and not easily impressed. Being a loner for all of her life had made her untrusting to others and overly protective of her kits. While she accepts Swiftclan as her new home, she feels a part of her may never truly belong. Wildrain is skilled in many things such as battling, hunting, fishing, and even swimming. While she had been a loner for as long as she could remember, it is possible that she could have Waterclan blood.
Rank: Swiftclan Warrior/previous loner Optional: Aang gang
TEALEAVES played by Stark Raving Mad // ADULT Perseverance, tranquility, compassion and patience. These are the biggest traits that come together to make up Tealeaves. He is overly calm and composed at all times, something that lots of cats find soothing. His voice is gentle and smooth yet, still firm. This does not mean he will let others walk all over him. He has no issues standing up and speaking for himself. Even his movements are as gentle as the breeze on a warm green-leaf day. When cat's look into his pale green eyes they'll find nothing but compassion. His patience is almost unlimited, the only thing that ever gets a rise out of this level headed cat is when cat's are unnecessarily cruel or violent to one another. His calm and collected temperament makes it easy to treat even the fussiest of patience and keep a clear head even in stressful situations. More often than not he'll do as he's told without question but, he's not afraid to do things his own way if he can think of a better solution. Not without humor this cat can take and make jokes easily without worrying about offending anyone in the process. He has an undying passion for healing the sick and wounded. There isn't a doubt in his mind that this is the path that was chosen for him. Loner
ECHO roleplayed by GidgetGal When one thinks of the earth, dirt and stone, they don't tend to think of light, of playfulness and cheer. Yet the earth is the very foundation beneath one's feet when they dance, with a voice who's song carries across canyons, warmth and energy spilling out from the very depths of the bedrock. It is that image of the earth that she wishes to echo in her own life. A light gray tabby and cerulean eyes, she is an echo of life itself; ambitious, competitive, energetic. Echo has spent her life striving to be the ideal warrior, perfect down to the T! In her laughter and joy of life she strives to be great, to own the title of the greatest fighter, and will even brag that she already is. But that greatness was delayed. Originally born in the lost clan of Earthclan, Echo's two brothers were promoted early, while she was left behind in the nursery. The jealousy and bitterness of the blatent favoritism festered in her, and drove her to work even harder to earn her place in the clan, ignoring her family entirely. However her former ambitions were washed away after her father died in the floodwaters that wiped out the Survival Clans, and afterwards she only stayed long enough to ensure her mother and siblings were safe in Sunclan. Since then, her dream has become something far different; Echo wants to become a cat her father would have been proud of, who helps others and carries the joy of the earth in everything she does. When she accomplishes that, maybe then she can finally reconsile with the family she resented for so long.
WINRY roleplayed by IAN A slender but not small white she-cat painted in soft brown splotches. Winry is an incredibly skilled feline, one whose combat skills are creative and strong. Her focuses have always been to provide for those she cares for, so Winry has trained to be at least adeptly efficient at both hunting and fighting. She knows her strengths, and she's surprisingly good at shaping situations to her strengths, even if her skills can sometimes be considered rather average. Still, despite this somewhat averageness, Winry is incredibly capable, and her unorthadox manner of combat is surprisingly often unmatched. With emphasis on her wit and resourcefulness, Winry is an intelligent cat, albeit skeptical at first to new ideas and new people. She has a rash vein to her, one that is hauty and arrogant. This doesn't serve her well, though, and there has been more than a time or two that she has been left utterly embarrased after a grand display went sour. Somewhat of a misandrist, Winry is known for her quick wit and her rather sarcastic nature. Sister to Wildrain, Winry is a descendent of WaterClan that joined the loner group not because she wanted to, but because she'd never leave her sister.
OAK ('OAKIE') roleplayed by COOKIE Oak came from a large litter. He felt constantly looked over - just another kit. Longing to be an individual, Oak ran off and lived alone for a while where he could be himself. Not having anyone to teach him how to properly fight, Oak has a strange fighting style that he discovered on accident - he bites a cat in certain places and briefly immobilizes them. He knows his coat is beautiful and cares quite a bit about his appearance. Oak vies for attention constantly due to his upbringing. He is cheerful and bubbly toward others, but also very emotional. Oak flirts and acts bubbly while still being extremely loyal to those who befriend him, meaning he isn't above fighting and harming others when coerced or ordered to. He oftentimes appears to be an airhead, but this is mainly due to his outgoing nature. Rogue Fire Gang
Post by BlackObsidian on Jul 15, 2020 10:05:50 GMT -5
Sapphire Roleplayed by BlackObsidian // ADULT Sapphire is a dark grey-blue shecat that has ripples of silver throughout her pelt. Her eyes are the color of a sapphire in the sunlight. She is tough and fierce. If you come anywhere near her territory (which happens to be a twoleg nest and it's backyard) she will claw your throat out. On the outside she seems tough and thing like that but even though she acts that way too she is kind and nice and never lies. She used to live at a different twoleg nest with her two sisters (Diamond and Ruby) and Ruby's best friend (a tom named Jade) but the twolegs separated them all when they were 10 moons old. Ruby was lucky enough to have Jade (who was the father of Sapphire's kits even though neither of them knew it yet) with her but Sapphire was left alone in a strange place with more danger than she knew existed. She loathes her sister Ruby from taking Jade with her and she loaths Jade for staying with Ruby. When Sapphire found out she was expecting kits she was horrified because she knew that the twolegs would take her litter away from her. She ran away from her twolegs that night and wandered around for a long time. Sapphire still hadn't found a place to stay when her kits started to come and that terrified her even more. She found a bush she could hide in for the kitting but she knew she couldn't stay there forever. An hour had last when she had her kits, she named them Obsidian Demon and Skull. When she was cowering under the bush a cat found her and Sapphire was surprised to see that it was Diamond. She gave her kits to Diamond and made her sister promise to never reveal to the kits that Sapphire was their real mother. Diamond left with the kits and Sapphire continued her search for a home. A day or two later she found a pair of old twolegs who took her to their den. The twolegs already had a cat, a tom, so it seemed friendly enough to stay for a bit. Sapphire decided to make this her forever home after a few days and she was glad she did. Kittypet Group: The Lowrey family
