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Post by [White n' Nerdeh] on Jun 30, 2007 17:32:39 GMT -5
[/b] Shadowdance Gender: She Cat Age: 28 moons Clan: RiverClan Personality: Kind, calmed, soft spoken, fairly patient with her kits, believes it's "just a phase". Picture: [x]Roleplayer: OPEN Father: Name: Thunderclash Gender: Tom Age: 29 moons Clan: RiverClan Personality: Brave, loyal to the core, smart, expects a lot from his kits, quick to judge. Picture: [x]Roleplayer: Redfang Kits: Name: Sorrowkit Gender: She Cat Age: 2 moons Clan: RiverClan Personality: Depressed, troubled, stone-hearted, social outcast, keeps to herself, rarely speaks. Picture:[x] Roleplayer:Zephyr Name: Daggerkit Gender: Tom Age: 2 moons Clan: RiverClan Personality: Mean, cruel, completely evil, hates his clan, thinks the only true clan are BloodClan and ShadowClan, will probably leave RiverClan. Picture: [x]Roleplayer: Redfang Name: Whisperkit Gender: She Cat Age: 2 moons Clan: RiverClan Personality: A gossip, a liar, likes to spread rumors, gathers personal information and blackmails, mean, sly, snarky. Picture: [x]Roleplayer: Az Name: Plaguedkit Gender: She Cat Age: 2 moons Clan: RiverClan Personality: Snarky, dark-hearted, teams up with Daggerkit to reak havoc, smart, sly. Picture:[x]Roleplayer: Shadestar Name: Sinnedkit Gender: Tom Age: 2 moons Clan: RiverClan Personality: A troublemaker, unkind, likes to have fun at the expense of others, doesn't do as he's told, brave. Picture:[x] Roleplayer: ME Name: Demonkit Gender: She Cat Age: 2 moons Clan: RiverClan Personality: Mean, daring, snappy to everyone, doesn't care about her clan or the warriors code. Picture: [x]Roleplayer: Forest Name: Poisonkit Gender: Tom Age: 2 moons Clan: RiverClan Personality: He doesn't look it, but he's a big bully, always threatening and menacing looking. Picture:[x]Roleplayer: Whisper Fill Out This Form [b]Name:[/b] [b]Roleplay Sample:[/b] [/ul]
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Post by Shadestar on Jun 30, 2007 18:38:13 GMT -5
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Post by [White n' Nerdeh] on Jun 30, 2007 18:41:34 GMT -5
There, if you want her, fill out the form
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Post by Redfang on Jun 30, 2007 18:43:17 GMT -5
I want Daggerkit!!!!!!!! And if no one wants him or takes him after a while, I'll also take Thunderclash.
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Post by Shadestar on Jun 30, 2007 18:55:48 GMT -5
[/b]: Plaugedkit Roleplay Sample: She stalked slowly through the grass as her eye centered on the mouse. Truly the kit should've never been out of the den, but knowing her, she never listened to her mother nor the other kits. She had tried to let her brothers and sisters out on the action, but most of them were either sleeping or didn't want to. Knowing this kit called Plaugedkit had disobeyed her mothers orders to stay in. Now she wasn't as bad as one of her brothers, but truly, she wasn't the one to really obey the rules. Her soild black pelt ruffled a bit in the breeze as the mouse began to clean it's whiskers. Her small tail lashed around as he crept forward, however it was all in vain. Her small little paw crunch a leaf and the mouse perked. She took a leap forward and landed on it however the kitten was still far too young to catch it. Why the mouse was as big as herself for StarClans sake! The mouse shook her off and scurried away. "Fox-dung!" The kitten snapped. Now she knew she'd be in big trouble if anyone heard that. The kitten sulked back toward the den and snuck in only to see her mother glaring at her. She snorted and padded around her to her own brothers and sisters. Sitting down in the corner of the den she didn't look back at her mother who was of course angry and upset with her. Who wouldn't? She was a mere 2 moons old and she was wandering out of the den. Well like said before. She wasn't as bad as Daggerkit, but still... [/ul][/size]
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Post by [White n' Nerdeh] on Jun 30, 2007 18:57:37 GMT -5
Most certainly >:3 And... Plaguedkit is a girl
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Post by Shadestar on Jun 30, 2007 19:04:24 GMT -5
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Post by [White n' Nerdeh] on Jun 30, 2007 19:06:13 GMT -5
Good, accepted. :3
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Post by Redfang on Jun 30, 2007 19:15:17 GMT -5
Name: Daggerkit Roleplay Sample: Daggerkit looked around. Here he was, stuck in RiverClan. Old, boring, uneventful, so ful of theirselves, RiverClan. I could be in ShadowClan , having some wicked fun right now, Daggerkit thought sadly. At the thought of ShadowClan, an idea sprang into his mind. Quickly, Daggerkit went over to his sister, Plaguedkit, and poked her with a paw and said, "Wake-up you twit! I've got an idea!" Plaguedkit blinked the sleep from her eyes and got up. As she streached, she mewed to Daggerkit,"What's your problem? You look like you found a mountain of fish right outside of our den!" "Be quiet and just follow me!" mewed Daggerkit softly, looking at his sleeping mother and litter mates. Quickly and quietly, they slipped out of the nursery. It was just the crack of dawn and everyone was still asleep. "Come on," whisperd Daggerkit as he made towards the camp entrance. "Where are we going?" mewed Plaguedkit impaciently as they made their way out of camp. "Alright, we're going to give RiverClan a little bit of exciting wake-up call." whispered Daggerkit.
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"Ready?" whispered Daggerkit to Plaguedkit. "Ready." she mewed back. "Alright, on three then. One........Two.....THREE!" mewed Daggerkit. Side by side, they ran into camp, yelling," SHADOWCLAN! ShadowClan is coming! ShadowCland is going to attack us!" Suddenly, warriors and apprenties appeared everywhere, looking around and squinting in the bright light of the dawn sky. "Where is ShadowClan?" mewed their father, Thunderclash, looking around. Suddenly, Daggerkit and Plagued kit bursted out laughing in the middle of the clearing, hardly believeing their little trick worked.
Is the role play sample long enough?
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Post by [White n' Nerdeh] on Jun 30, 2007 19:20:45 GMT -5
Possible Warriors Names:
Sinnedkit-Sinnedangel, Sinnedsoul, Sinnedheat, Sinnedflame, Sinnedblaze, Sinnedshadows, Sinnedreaper, Sinnedsteps.
Plaguedkit-Plaguedheart, Plaguedshadow, Plaguedsoul, Plaguedsky, Plaguedmoon, Plaguedivy, Plagueddeath.
Demonkit-Demonrage, Demonclaw, Demonthrash, Demonsoul, Demonnight, Demonshade Demonfrost, Demonfang, Demonsteps, Demonhawk, Demonwrath.
Daggerkit-Daggerslash, Daggerfang, Daggerclaw, Daggerrage, Daggerwing, Daggeryowl, Daggerwind, Daggerstorm.
Whisperkit-Whisperwillow, Whisperwind, Whisperghost, Whispersteps, Whispersongs.
Poisonkit-Poisonivy, Poisonfang, Poisondeath, Poisonhawk, Poisoneagle, Poisonyowl, Poisonshade.
Sorrowkit-Sorrowsongs, Sorrowshadows, Sorrowstorm, Sorrowyowl, Sorrowcries, Sorrowbringer, Sorrowflower.
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Post by [White n' Nerdeh] on Jun 30, 2007 19:22:57 GMT -5
Redfang: Accepted :3 But you do know Sinnedkit will be getting in on this evilness >XD
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Post by Az on Jun 30, 2007 20:11:01 GMT -5
And so will Whisperkit ~ <3
Pretty kitty. Me like.
Name: Whisperkit
Roleplay Sample:
Whisperkit looked around at her Clan. So peaceful. So normal. So boring! All her brothers and sisters were out wreaking havoc among the clan (except Sorrowkit -- to Whisperkit, her sister was really annoying and anti-social) and what was she doing? Just sitting back and taking it all in. Time to go check on my blackmail victims, she thought, an evil sneer spreading over her muzzle. A sneer, a smirk or a snarky smile were the only expressions Whisperkit ever carried. A smile most often because she knew she was superior to her Clanmates. Anytime she dug up dirt, she'd use it against someone. What was the fun in just keeping it to yourself? She'd already spread a rumor about Whitetail and Badgerstripe, two loyal warriors. She had seen Whitetail crossing over to steal a WindClan vole once, and she blackmailed Whitetail with that. Whenever the warrior was acting snappy, Whisperkit put her in her place. I'm better than all of you. I'm too good for this life. I deserve to be somewhere else! A smirk was thrown at every cat she passed. The only cat she dared not blackmail or gossip about was Daggerkit, but she would eventually grow out of that and talk behind his back soon enough. As for the rest of her siblings, Whisperkit was a flip-flopper. Some days she was on their side, some days she spread rumors about them. Either way, cats were intimidated by her blackmailing -- some, at least -- and didn't dare gossip about her. For now. The only person Whisperkit really hated was Sorrowkit. She couldn't really place it, but she hated her sister with a rage that grew every day. Maybe that was one of the reasons Sorrowkit was afraid of society.. because Whisperkit liked to spread rumors about her.
All of a sudden she heard a noise from across the river. Quickly she ducked into the shade of a few marshy plants and peered out. Enemies? No. Just two cats telling each other they loved each other. But wait... wasn't that grey tom Shadowstreak? He already has a mate. And five kits! And the she-cat's Heatherfoot. She's been seen with five different tomes, not including Shadowstreak. Actually, Whisperkit had been the one to spread the rumor about Heatherfoot and the toms. Maybe that was why no one liked Heatherfoot anymore. Except Shadowstreak. Another smile curved Whisperkit's features. This was juicy. Later on, she cornered Shadowstreak behind the nursery. "So, maybe you'd like to tell your mate and five kits what you were doing with Heatherfoot?" The grey tom shifted nervously. He shot an uneasy glance at Whisperkit. "I don't know what you're talking about." She laughed. "I'm sure you don't know that I saw you cheating on your mate, your disloyal piece of fox-dung." The tom stared at her. A kit already using that sort of curse?! "And if you're thinking no one will believe me, why I'll just have to act like an innocent kit who stumbled across your affair and tell the leader. So whaddya say? Either I tell your mate and the leader, or you do what I want." She watched growing rage spread across Shadowstreak's face which slowly melted into submission. They were all like this. Defiance, anger, and then they let go. They let her control them.
She was like a leader. She held power over her clanmates. All she had to do was make up a lie and threaten to tell it to the leader, and then that cat was another slave of her. She was running out of things for them to do. First things first: Heatherfoot. Whisperkit had never liked Heatherfoot, what with her acting superior and better than the kits. "First, go tell Heatherfoot you hate her." Shadowstreak stared at her with a blank expression. "Do you want me to repeat myself? Or should I go toddling over to the nursery where your mate is? It's only a tail-length away, you know. Your whole life could be ruined in a matter of seconds." Shadowstreak continued staring at her, and then unwillingly dragged himself across camp to Heatherfoot. Whisperkit watched with a satisfied expression as Heatherfoot's bright expression crumbled into depression, as her heart split in half. "All in a day's work," she murmured deviously under her breath, and then turned to go think about a lie to spread. [/size]
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Post by [White n' Nerdeh] on Jun 30, 2007 20:18:03 GMT -5
Awww Whisperkit is soo mean D: Accepted.
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Post by ZEPHYR on Jul 2, 2007 13:54:48 GMT -5
Name: Sorrowkit Roleplay Sample: The moon was out, and it glittered in the night sky along with the stars. A gentle wind blew a few dead leaves around on the barren earth. In the background, a patch of reeds and undergrowth shivered, scattering drops of water along the ground. Behind the reeds was a greyed out figure in the moonlight--it was Sorrowkit. The she-cat had a few reeds and leaves in her mouth, and she layed them down in a shallow hole she had dug in the dark floor of her newest hideout. Her eyes flashed with sadness as the moonlight sifted through the gaps in the brush. She shook herself gently and layed down in her nest. She drew in a breath and smelled the calming scent of the damp earth below her and sighed ever so gently before closing her eyes. And with her eyes closed, she shifted into deep thought. She thought about everything, and everyone, and how she felt so disconnnected from it all. It was like she wasn't even living her own life--she was the helpless bystander in the woods; a defenseless face that watched every moment of her life from the outside. All she could do was watch her life drift further and further away from the balance...it was all so sad. She was drifting away from life...and she couldn't trust any cat enough to grab her by the paw and pull herself back. And as she envisioned herself drifting further away every moment, she could see her siblings and her family and her Clan playing happily and going about their business without even noticing her. And it hurt her inside, like a thorn she couldn't get rid of, until she took a deep breath and slowly turned her back on it all. She just didn't belong.
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Post by [White n' Nerdeh] on Jul 2, 2007 13:59:59 GMT -5
Awwwww -tear- How sad. -hugs- Sorrowkit is your's. Accepted.
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