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Character Adoptions / Re: this never should have happened..... majorly hp-related kits! three fathers
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Character Creations (Advanced) / Re: Charmedpaw || SkyClan || Med. Cat Apprentice ||
« on: November 26, 2012, 08:21:49 pm »Bump.
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Character Creations (Advanced) / Charmedpaw || SkyClan || Med. Cat Apprentice ||
« on: November 16, 2012, 04:58:45 pm »Think there's still one spot left...
Name;;
Charmedkit - Charmedpaw - Charmedlife
Age;;
6 moons.
Gender;;
Female.
Orientation;;
Straight.
Alliance;;
SkyClan.
Appearance {at least four sentences};;
Charmedpaw is a pretty little thing, with pale blue eyes, and soft, fluffy fur. Her fuzzy pelt is white, for the most part. All over her body, neatly spread apart, are splashes of light brown. She doesn't really have any other color amongst her fur, just brown 'n' white. But simple is good, right?
Her nose is colored a gentle, powder pink, displayed beautifully on her carefully sculpted head.
She has a very petite, fragile looking frame - it almost looks as if she could break just by touching her. Because of her little body, most take her to be a sweet little she-cat.
Personality {at least four sentences};;
Looks can be decieving, you know.
This adorable little she-cat may look nice and precious, but she's not. Charmedpaw is a complete troublemaker. If you tell her not to do something, you can be sure she's doing it. To sneaking off somewhere she's not supposed to be, to hiding thorns in every last nest in the camp. But, of course, she is always prepared to be caught. She's a talented actress, and can use her sweet appearance to her advantage, by acting innocently. Then, if her acting does not work, she usually has an 'accomplice in crime,' and this is when the blame-game begins.
History {at least six sentences};;
Charmedpaw was born into SkyClan, to two cats, her father, Skywalker, being a warrior of the Clan, and her mother, Cindy, being a kittypet. Skywalker never really loved Cindy - He just wanted kits to call his own, kits he could be proud of. Due to this, as soon as their kits were old enough to live on prey, he took them back to the Clan, and left Cindy.
Skywalker never really payed attention to the kits until he took them, so he was disappointed when he actually got a good look. There were three - Two of them were weak, and looked like they could die, but one was strong and healthy - Charmedkit, of course.
A few days later, the other two kits died. But Charmedkit was still alive. Placing all of his hopes on her, he trained her vigorously, every day, in moonlight and sunlight. If she got hurt, he made her deal with it. If she was tired, he made her train harder.
The she-cat was beginning to feel awful. She could barely move, due to the soreness in her muscles, and it was hard to learn what her father was teaching her through angry shouts. Fortunately for her, one day, her father disappeared, to who knows where. Without her father keeping her out all the time, cats began to notice the she-kit had scratches, bruises, and walked rather stiffly. So what did they do? They took her to the medicine den, of course! While there, the she-cat took interest in the art of healing.
So, she began going there every day, and started studying on her own. When she became an apprentice, she practically begged them to be the apprentice of Lullabysinger. Eventually, her begging paid off.
Role-play sample {required for your first advanced biography};;
This isn't my first bio.
Comments;;
None.
Name;;
Age;;
6 moons.
Gender;;
Female.
Orientation;;
Straight.
Alliance;;
SkyClan.
Appearance {at least four sentences};;
Charmedpaw is a pretty little thing, with pale blue eyes, and soft, fluffy fur. Her fuzzy pelt is white, for the most part. All over her body, neatly spread apart, are splashes of light brown. She doesn't really have any other color amongst her fur, just brown 'n' white. But simple is good, right?
Her nose is colored a gentle, powder pink, displayed beautifully on her carefully sculpted head.
She has a very petite, fragile looking frame - it almost looks as if she could break just by touching her. Because of her little body, most take her to be a sweet little she-cat.
Personality {at least four sentences};;
Looks can be decieving, you know.
This adorable little she-cat may look nice and precious, but she's not. Charmedpaw is a complete troublemaker. If you tell her not to do something, you can be sure she's doing it. To sneaking off somewhere she's not supposed to be, to hiding thorns in every last nest in the camp. But, of course, she is always prepared to be caught. She's a talented actress, and can use her sweet appearance to her advantage, by acting innocently. Then, if her acting does not work, she usually has an 'accomplice in crime,' and this is when the blame-game begins.
History {at least six sentences};;
Charmedpaw was born into SkyClan, to two cats, her father, Skywalker, being a warrior of the Clan, and her mother, Cindy, being a kittypet. Skywalker never really loved Cindy - He just wanted kits to call his own, kits he could be proud of. Due to this, as soon as their kits were old enough to live on prey, he took them back to the Clan, and left Cindy.
Skywalker never really payed attention to the kits until he took them, so he was disappointed when he actually got a good look. There were three - Two of them were weak, and looked like they could die, but one was strong and healthy - Charmedkit, of course.
A few days later, the other two kits died. But Charmedkit was still alive. Placing all of his hopes on her, he trained her vigorously, every day, in moonlight and sunlight. If she got hurt, he made her deal with it. If she was tired, he made her train harder.
The she-cat was beginning to feel awful. She could barely move, due to the soreness in her muscles, and it was hard to learn what her father was teaching her through angry shouts. Fortunately for her, one day, her father disappeared, to who knows where. Without her father keeping her out all the time, cats began to notice the she-kit had scratches, bruises, and walked rather stiffly. So what did they do? They took her to the medicine den, of course! While there, the she-cat took interest in the art of healing.
So, she began going there every day, and started studying on her own. When she became an apprentice, she practically begged them to be the apprentice of Lullabysinger. Eventually, her begging paid off.
Role-play sample {required for your first advanced biography};;
This isn't my first bio.
Comments;;
None.
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Plots! / Re: plotty with peppy?!
« on: November 16, 2012, 04:14:26 pm »Name -
Wishpaw;
Rank -
RiverClan Med. cat apprentice.
Basic Appearance -
Wishpaw is a pretty little thing, with shining, green eyes, and dark gray fur.
Gender -
Female.
Orientation -
Straight.
Looking for -
Forbidden mate?
Wishpaw;
Rank -
RiverClan Med. cat apprentice.
Basic Appearance -
Wishpaw is a pretty little thing, with shining, green eyes, and dark gray fur.
Gender -
Female.
Orientation -
Straight.
Looking for -
Forbidden mate?
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Character Library / Wishpaw || RiverClan Med. cat apprentice
« on: November 10, 2012, 12:37:09 pm »Name;;
Wishkit - Wishpaw - Wishleaf
Age;;
7 moons.
Gender;;
Female.
Sexuality;;
Straight.
Alliance;;
RiverClan - Med. cat apprentice.
Appearance;;
[Basic]
Wishpaw is a pretty little thing, with shining, green eyes, and dark gray fur.
[Advanced]
Wishpaw is a dark gray she-cat. Her fur is long, soft to the touch, and has a slick appearance, seeing as all she eats is fish from RiverClan. The very tips of her paws are slightly lighter in color, kind of like a silver, but some say it's just the light.
Her eyes are a mediumish green. They aren't really dark, but they aren't really pale either.. So middle? Well, anyways, if you look closely in them, they seem to have little dots of silver, or bluish - silver in them. Simply beautiful, in my opinion.
She is a little small for her age, and some cats have 'politely pointed it out' for her, but she just ignores them, and moves on.
Personality;;
Wish's personality, you say? Well, she's sweet and kind, to begin with.
She is always ready to lend a helping hand to anyone. She practically sits around camp on stand-by till somebody needs her assistance.. Well, not really, but you get the idea. Wishpaw would help anyone in need, friend or foe. Although occasionally, she let's her kindness get the better of her, and ends up in a tough situation.
This she-cat is rather sensitive, and timid. The simplest of words can pretty much break her down. But she tries to keep a stiff upper lip, and act tough, though it usually doesn't last long.
That's her basic personality for you. What, you want to know more? Well, why not try asking her yourself?
History;;
There is not much to say about Wishpaw's history, seeing as she's only 7 moons old. But, I'll tell you what's happened in her life so far...
Wishpaw was born as a rogue, a single child, known as Wish at the time. She was never close to her parents, and when she was 3 moons old, they left her. On her own, the she-cat taught herself how to take care of herself, starting hunting, and using the medicines and herbs she'd seen her mother use.
Wish was fascinated at the vast amount of herbs, and found herself learning muh more than the basics. She was absolutely immersed.
When she was 5 moons, she was hunting, and came across a patrol of RiverClan cats. They attacked her, of course, as she technically was a trespasser. In a panic, she ran, and ran, until she found herself in the camp. (Yea, she'd never been good at 'escaping.')
Seeing she was only a kit, they took her in.
When she was nearly 6 moons, the age of an apprentice, everyone began noticing her love of herbs. She knew a lot, almost as much as the real medicine cat. To everyone, this was obviously some 'sign' that she should be in the position of healing.
Roleplay sample;;
Comments;;
None.
Age;;
7 moons.
Gender;;
Female.
Sexuality;;
Straight.
Alliance;;
RiverClan - Med. cat apprentice.
Appearance;;
[Basic]
Wishpaw is a pretty little thing, with shining, green eyes, and dark gray fur.
[Advanced]
Wishpaw is a dark gray she-cat. Her fur is long, soft to the touch, and has a slick appearance, seeing as all she eats is fish from RiverClan. The very tips of her paws are slightly lighter in color, kind of like a silver, but some say it's just the light.
Her eyes are a mediumish green. They aren't really dark, but they aren't really pale either.. So middle? Well, anyways, if you look closely in them, they seem to have little dots of silver, or bluish - silver in them. Simply beautiful, in my opinion.
She is a little small for her age, and some cats have 'politely pointed it out' for her, but she just ignores them, and moves on.
Personality;;
Wish's personality, you say? Well, she's sweet and kind, to begin with.
She is always ready to lend a helping hand to anyone. She practically sits around camp on stand-by till somebody needs her assistance.. Well, not really, but you get the idea. Wishpaw would help anyone in need, friend or foe. Although occasionally, she let's her kindness get the better of her, and ends up in a tough situation.
This she-cat is rather sensitive, and timid. The simplest of words can pretty much break her down. But she tries to keep a stiff upper lip, and act tough, though it usually doesn't last long.
That's her basic personality for you. What, you want to know more? Well, why not try asking her yourself?
History;;
There is not much to say about Wishpaw's history, seeing as she's only 7 moons old. But, I'll tell you what's happened in her life so far...
Wishpaw was born as a rogue, a single child, known as Wish at the time. She was never close to her parents, and when she was 3 moons old, they left her. On her own, the she-cat taught herself how to take care of herself, starting hunting, and using the medicines and herbs she'd seen her mother use.
Wish was fascinated at the vast amount of herbs, and found herself learning muh more than the basics. She was absolutely immersed.
When she was 5 moons, she was hunting, and came across a patrol of RiverClan cats. They attacked her, of course, as she technically was a trespasser. In a panic, she ran, and ran, until she found herself in the camp. (Yea, she'd never been good at 'escaping.')
Seeing she was only a kit, they took her in.
When she was nearly 6 moons, the age of an apprentice, everyone began noticing her love of herbs. She knew a lot, almost as much as the real medicine cat. To everyone, this was obviously some 'sign' that she should be in the position of healing.
Roleplay sample;;
Quote
Butterflypaw allowed a small sigh to escape her lips. She was hurting, hurting all over. Gashes, scratches, teeth-marks.. She had them all. The little she-cat had fought her hardest against the coyotes, but being a new apprentice, she knew little to nothing, thus making her an easy target for the large animals.
The silver apprentice was lying just outside of the apprentice's den, her chin resting on her paws, sitting in silence.. Though it wasn't silent for long. The rough sound of a cat moving out of the den caught her attention, making her lift her head, which was a bad decision on her part. The lovely little cut on her neck reopened, due to her movement. Butterflypaw felt herself wince as the fresh smell of blood hit her nose, but even so, she tried her hardest to ignore it.
Her dull gray eyes quickly registered the cat who had left the den as Deceptionpaw. He looked pretty beaten up himself - He was even limping. That explained why his movement had sounded so rough.. She absentmindedly offered him a small nod, not even sure if he was looking or not. She couldn't be positive, as she was too focused on the blood now trickling off of her shoulder.
Comments;;
None.
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