Post by littlereddy on Jun 22, 2018 19:28:45 GMT -5
I'm new on here, and yes, I have read the rules (or at least which ones I could find), but I still don't know everything, if anything at all. So please do correct me if I get anything wrong, or do something that isn't allowed. (Also, while role-playing, my "N" key on my keyboard is stubborn, and sometimes I need to press down hard on it for it to work. So if there are any words in my posts that are missing a clearly needed "N", my apologies. xD)
Rules for this role-play;
- minimum of 5 sentences per reply - PG13 - Hate the character, not the player - Ask the characters owner permission to injure or kill off their character. - Up to 3 characters per person - Absolutely no god modding. Strength depends on weight, size and experience.
Setting:
The cats live in a cave system (in the mountains) behind a large waterfall. Down below the mountain, there is a dense forest with a river running through it that comes from the little oasis below the waterfall. some areas in the forest are marshy, and some have sand instead of dirt, at the riverbank.
Weather/time:
Today is day 1 of the role-play. It is spring, day 1/month 1. It is 4°C (39°F) up in the caves, and 13°C (55°F) down in the forest. It is partially cloudy, and there is a slight, cool breeze.
Ranks: Leader Ravenstar(M) - littlereddy
Deputy -
Medicine cat(s) -
Warriors -
Apprentices -
Queens/kits - Dirtkit(F) - Dustclaw
Last Edit: Jun 23, 2018 10:18:09 GMT -5 by littlereddy
Post by littlereddy on Jun 22, 2018 19:38:08 GMT -5
Sign up sheet: (using my character as an example)
Name:Ravestar
Age: 53 moons (4.5 years)
Gender: male
Apperance/breed: norwegian forest cat/bombay. fluffy black furred male with a white chin and bright orange eyes.
Personality: (optional. i am choosing to have my character's personality "TBD")
Role-play example: (I don't feel like writing a new one, so here is one from a previous role-play i was in. xD)
Anchor blinked away sleep as dim sunlight glared down on his snow-white pelt, making him feel hot and uncomfortable. He had this wretched defect that made him get sun burnt easily, and it was painfully annoying. Literally. He yawned and stretched, moving over a small bit so that the sled sheltered most of his body from the sun. Even if they were in Alaska, where everything is cold and the sun's warm rays hardly reached the poor creatures that roamed this land, his body still found some way to have painful blisters if he was out in the sun for too long. His solution to this? He rolled in the snow every few hours so that the cold snow packed into his fur gave him a small bit of relief. He sighed and closed his eyes, trying to ignore his uncomfortable, wet body that had gotten drenched overnight from his body melting the patch of snow he had slept on. He stood up, shook out his pelt until it was somewhat dryer and lay back down. Despite his best efforts, the other members of his sled team were starting to wake up, and chatting rather loudly as they did so. He growled softly under his breath and sat up, parting his jaws in a wide yawn.
Last Edit: Jun 22, 2018 21:54:31 GMT -5 by littlereddy
Post by ~Dust/Jayden on Jun 23, 2018 3:24:00 GMT -5
Name:Dirtkit
Age:2 moons
Gender:female
Appearance/breed:mixed breed, very tiny even for a kit,dark brown,thin fur,light grey eyes
Personality: silly,sometimes annoiingly hyperactive,somehow doesn't like Ravestar,is easily confused
Role-play example:"What we gonna do today???" The brown kit just woke up and was eager to do something already.She ran around the nursery in circles not knowing where to put all of her energy."Why does life as a kit always have to be so boring?"Dirtkit whined.Thn she had an idea."Annoying Ravestar would be a hundred times funner than this!"She thought and ran out of the nursery.
(Could someone maka a queen as her mother? A kit without a mom is kinda sad )
Last Edit: Jun 24, 2018 3:45:37 GMT -5 by ~Dust/Jayden
Post by nightmkfbtqw9 on Jun 23, 2018 23:07:17 GMT -5
Sorry if i get anything wrong, this is a account i made a while ago but havn't used it so i don't completely know to much
Name: Duskgaze
Gender: she-cat
Rank: Medicine cat (please?)
pelt pattern: Duskgaze is a muscular dark brown tabby she-cat with a blue eye and a green eye.
traits: Feisty, short-tempered, Kind, nurturing, stubborn, protective, sort of annoying (She reminds me of me!)
Age: 20 moons
Roleplay: Duskgaze looked saddley at the dwindling herb store. I should probably go out and collect some more she thought. she closed her eyes and sighed, letting the cool night air comfort her. She could hear the gentle whisper of the water fall not far off, it calmed her down and she soon was curled up in her nest for the night. She woke a while later, which only felt like a few heartbeats to her. She could hear the distant noise of the deputy, Airpelt, arguing with Ravenstar, the leader of alpineclan. "They just don't get along ravenstar... I'm not going to" She could tell that Airpelt had not gotten his idea of a full nights sleep by the pause in the middle of his sentence. He was obviously yawning. "let those two go on patrol together." The conversation she was listening to drifted out of her mind as she padded out of her den and realized it was still dark. Perfect time to collect herbs. Duskgaze's dark brown pelt blended in perfectly to the alpine forest at night. She padded swiftly past a few drowsy guards at the entrance of camp almost completely unnoticed. crossing a small stream that ran from the river at the waterfall she ran into an open field. She saw a clump of horsetail and a small hollowed stump with cobwebs tucked inside. she chewed off a few stems of horsetail and grabbed a pawfull of cobwebs and padded back to camp. she set the herbs down and sorted them into the nooks in the walls.the warrior had now started to get out on patrol so only a few remained. She stared around at her clan and then flicked her ears as the two guards padded back into the warriors den. they dipped their heads to her and she nodded back. padding back into her den she began picking out the crumpled and shrivled herbs from the pile like her mentor before had taught her not long ago.
Last Edit: Jul 8, 2018 11:38:19 GMT -5 by nightmkfbtqw9
I promise to not disappear, lol. Forgive me for any spelling mistakes for I suck at spelling.
Name: Airpelt
Age: 36 moons (3 years)
Gender: Male
Rank: Deputy?
Appearance/breed: Ragdoll; A lean but fluffy tom with white and cream fur. His face, ears, paws, and tail are cream while the rest of his pelt is white. His eyes are a clear blue and his nose is pink with black spots
Personality: A sassy and sarcastic tom who loves to talk back just for the sake of it. He tones it down around those he respects or are too young to understand he's not being serious. He's slightly lazy but will always get up and do his responsibilities with a lot bit of complaining. Likes to play devils advocate.
"Excuse me for being blunt but that sounds not only mousebrained but exhausting." Airpelt muttered sleepily to Ravenstar. The older tom had called him into a meeting before the sun had even risen and proceeded to try and help plan patrols, except that the cats he were trying to put in the hunting patrol did not get along. At all. To make matters worse, Ravenstar thought it would be a good idea for him to lead the patrol. "I do not feel like playing babysitter, Ravenstar, especially since the gathering was last night. I'm way too *yawn* tired for this. Addertail and Frostfang just refuse to get along so it's both easier and faster not to pair them for patrols." Airpelt saw that Ravenstar was, finally, wavering so he proceeded to replan the patrols. "Addertail will lead the border patrol with Sandfern and Jadepaw while Frostfang will go on a hunting patrol with Snoweye with Gorseclaw leading it. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going back to sleep."
Airpelt didn't wait for his leader's response before going back to his den, the light of dawn starting to filter into the cave, sending light rippling through the waterfall. He proceeded to wake up Addertail and Gorseclaw, who sleep fairly close by each other, by prodding the two toms harshly in their sides. "You two will be leading this mornings patrols." He told them as they glared at him "Addertail, you'll take *yawn* Sandfern and Jadepaw on border while you, Gorseclaw, will take Snoweye and Frostfang on hunting." As the two cats groggily went off to wake up the rest of their respective patrols, Airpelt settled right back into his nest for some more sleep.
Appearance/breed: Puddleshade is a short-legged tom, although he is bulky in build to accommodate for his shorter size. His fur is medium in length. Puddleshade is a pale gray tabby, with a bushy tail. For the most part, Puddleshade doesn’t have any visible scars as he isn’t a very aggressive fighter. Puddleshade has green-yellow eyes.
Personality: Puddleshade is an odd warrior to say the least. He has undying faith in StarClan… possibly even too much faith. He sees everything that occurs around him to be either a message, omen, or blessing from his warrior ancestors. Although this does make Puddleshade a faithful warrior, it can get a little obnoxious sometimes. While every prey is a blessing to the Clan, a black vole doesn’t necessarily predict the end of the Clans forever. Sometimes, a storm is just a storm, and not a sign of StarClan’s anger. Puddleshade’s wide imagination and rambling nature can lead him to making bold remarks about StarClan’s wrath. This also causes Puddleshade to be extremely superstitious about old Clan traditions. Puddleshade isn’t necessarily a panicked lunatic who prophecies the end of the world every day. In fact, Puddleshade is an extremely laid back and even lazy cat. This is because he sees everything as predestined by StarClan. Why learn to hunt better, when StarClan is going to lead a mouse into his paws? Often times, Puddleshade wants to spend most of his time dozing off to try and ‘receive’ messages from StarClan. In reality, Puddleshade has never shared tongues with his warrior ancestors, and is simply over glorifying his warrior ancestors- who, in actuality, are regular cats themselves.
Puddleshade lounged atop a rock in camp- in fact, his favorite rock. The same rock that Puddleshade frequently sunned on, a rock that gave the young warrior a perfect vantage point to view the Clan and soak up what little warmth the Alpines had to offer. At the sound of his name, Puddleshade laxly lifted his head from his paws. He let his jaws gape in a wide yawn before rising to his paws and leaping from his rock. Puddleshade gracefully landed and strolled to the cat who had called him: AlpineClan's deputy. "What's wrong?" Puddleshade meowed, cocking his head to one side. "You're on patrol. I tried calling you earlier and you couldn't hear me." There was a hint of frustration in the deputy's voice, but Puddleshade didn't acknowledge it. He simply dipped his head respectfully to the deputy and padded towards the other warriors, carefree. The deputy sighed, shaking their heads. Maybe one day Puddleshade will get his head out of the clouds. They thought, before heaving a sigh as they spotted Puddleshade grooming his chest fur. Just not today.
Appearance/breed: Ashcloud is a gray she-cat with short fur and yellow eyes. She has slightly darker tabby markings and a lighter chest, muzzle, forepaws, ear fur, and back toes. The base, middle, and tip of her tail are slightly darker than her tabby markings - as well as a stripe down her back. Her ear tips are completely black. Here's a reference image of her.
Personality: Ashcloud is gentle and quiet. She's not shy, she just knows when it's time to speak her mind. She's completely loyal to AlpineClan, never swaying from the warrior code or her leader's words even if she thinks it's best. She thinks over everything she says and does as to not offend or hurt someone. She loves being around other cats; she finds comfort in their presence. Despite this, she only seeks for the approval of those above her. All in all, she's a more-than-worthy warrior who has loyalty but no ambition for leadership.
Role-play example: The best I can roleplay is portrayed here.
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Name: Sparrowfur
Age: 20 moons
Gender: Tom
Appearance/breed: Sparrowfur is a small, skinny tom with snow white fur and dark reddish-brown lynx points. His tail is a stub from an incidient as an apprentice involving a fox. He has black ear tips and dark blue eyes. Here's a reference image of him.
Personality: Sparrowfur is a playful and somewhat childish warrior that loves to have fun. He's loyal by all means, but he'll break the warrior code or go against orders if he believes it's best. He absolutely adores his older littermate, Ashcloud, and is often seen hanging around her. He finds it hard to be rude or self-centered, making him a lovable cat that'll do everything he can to brighten someone's day. All in all, he's a good brother and warrior.
Role-play example: The best I can roleplay is portrayed here.
it/xe/rot/caw/pup - aceflux, vincian, n genderqueer <3
crow / canine therian !!
i lied abt my age when i joined, i was a few months before turning 13, i'm 16 rn :/
Appearance: Cloudgaze is a long-furred grey tom with darker grey tabby stripes. He has white chest fur, dark grey ears with white fur inside the ear as well as black tufts on top of the ear, and white paws. He has a large, feathery tail that attracts quite the few playful kits. He has dark green eyes, a black nose, and black paw pads. He wears a loose, tattered blue collar around his neck.
Personality: Cloudgaze is a cat who's quite calm most of the time, and doesn't really lash out at others. He's friendly, and doesn't mind being suddenly interacted with, or having kits pounce on his tail at any time. While he does seem clear-minded, he has a problem with keeping lots of things bottled up, and he also shrugs off things in his personal life he should be focusing on. He pretends that everything's okay, even when it's not. He also has anxiety over the thought that he might not be good enough, or that others judge him and dislike him for his origins. If he ever breaks one day, due to stress or some other reason, it'll take a lot for him to recover.
Origins: Cloudgaze was a kittypet, formerly named Raindrop, who ran away from home to explore the world. He was curious about the ways of the wild, and wanted to escape the mundane twoleg den he used to reside in, even though he was attached to the twoleg kit he spent most of his time with. He tried to take off his collar once, to no success. Over time, his collar eventually began to wear down, gaining multiple tears, and a lot of dirt, grime, and even some rust on its metal buckle to coat it.
Cloudgaze eventually came across AlpineClan, which he begged to join, due to how much it intrigued him. AlpineClan eventually reluctantly accepted him, and trained him in the ways of survival in the wild, since his skills were very rusty and underdeveloped. He became a warrior after a few moons, and from then on has lived in AlpineClan to this day. However, not every cat was happy with him joining. Some doubted him due to his non-clan origins, and others despised him, and even harassed him just because he was an outsider. However, Cloudgaze did not, and still hasn't given up. Not yet, at least.
AlpineClan named Raindrop Cloudpaw when he first joined, the cloud part referring to his pelt, which some said was soft as a cloud. The gaze part of his warrior name referred referred to how Cloudpaw was very observant during his apprentice days.
Other: Cloudgaze still has his collar because despite how worn out it is, the material it was made out of is still too tough to allow the cats to rip it off themselves. / PM me if you want your cat to become his mate. You don't have to ask to make your cat have a crush on him. Cloudgaze is bisexual, so both toms and she-cats are welcome. /
Role-play example:
Raindrop sat on the windowsill, his green eyes focused on the raindrops outside that were lightly tapping against the window. His ear flicked as he heard pawsteps approaching him, and he looked over his shoulder right as his housefolk came within reach of him. The grey tom stood up, and turned around to face the twoleg kit who was staring at him with calm, brown eyes that were nearly as dark as the night.
A hairless paw extended towards him, and he leaned into it as it lightly scratched the right side of his head before moving to tickle him under the chin, and then suddenly fly away, before coming back again just as quickly to rub itself along his back. The tom purred. Being pet by the twoleg kit was quite satisfying, and it helped to make his muscles less tense as well as help him to relax.
The twoleg kit then set down a silver object, which was full of of soft, wet food mixed in with dry, crunchy food. The kit then calmly moved away, supposedly to go watch the big, loud square that they often did on rainy days like this. As the kit left, Raindrop sat down and lowered his head to dig into his meal. Despite the fact that it was the same meal every night, he would enjoy just as much as all the others he received, for he knew it was made with love by his twoleg kit, just for him.
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