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    The Descents


    There was nothing here. Your paws are already bleeding and split from the long journey here, though you've been searching endlessly for a place to stay... this place echoes anything but safe. The ground here is barely visible and light never seems to pierce through the trees, even the air seems menacing and wants to choke your breath away... You try not to panic, but your attempts prove to be useless as the darkness seems to be coming ever more closer to you, even worse you feel eyes following your progress the deeper you progress into this unfamiliar place...


    Suddenly an unbearable pain splits through you as you are hurled across the pathway. Whoever is there seems to be unhappy with you being there... looking up fearfully, you can't see the face of your attacker clearly, but more pain splits through you as a large paw is placed upon your head, claws sinking into your skull... you think the pain will never be over, then a velvet smooth voice, as smooth as silk says, "...Visitors... how pathetic...."


    Deep within the darkest corners of the world, near the harshest terrains there survives a clan- no a rogue group that thrives off of the darkness. Though having little to no contact with other clan members or groups, the cats who live here are the essence of darkness... for the live within this territory you have to either survive or be terminated. Here, life is a cruel reality, having no ambition will get you nowhere and the weak will eventually die and vanish. Are you sure you are willing to cross the boundaries of where no one cat has survived before and face their cruel, unwavering leader who awaits you in the darkness...


    Territory


    Ranks


    Rules


    Form
    Screen Name:
    Name:
    Gender:
    Age:
    Rank:
    Appearance:
    Personality:
    Crush:
    Mate:
    Affairs:
    Kits:
    Kin:
    History (optional):
    Other:


    My Form


    The Descents
    (Males names appear in black, Females in pink.)


    Leader- Constantine- Played by Otaku~
    Consort- N/A (Will be chosen in RP) (0/1)
    Monarch- N/A
    Overseer- N/A (0/1)
    Adviser (1/4)
    Knighten- Played by Flide
    Spies (4/10)
    Whisper- Played by --StarLight--
    Carsalyne- Played by Blacky ♥
    Silas- Played by Sable
    Virulent- Played by A F F L I C T !
    Head Pursuant- Heron- Played by Blacky ♥
    Conscript- N/A (0/1)
    Healer (1/5)
    Aspen- Played by .:Jaydn the Jaguar:.
    Healer Apprentice- N/A (0/5)
    Ladies- N/A (0/unlimited)
    Mistresses- N/A (0/unlimited)
    Lord- N/A (0/1)
    Soldiers (2/unlimited)
    Luna- Played by .:Jaydn the Jaguar:.
    Comet- Played by Flide
    Hunters (1/unlimited)
    Hallow- Played by --StarLight--
    Apprentices- N/A (0/unlimited)
    Kit-Mothers- N/A (0/unlimited)
    Kits- N/A (0/unlimited)
    Elders- N/A (0/unlimited)
    Slaves (2/unlimited)
    Draven- Played by Otaku~
    Talmin- Played by Flide


    Relationships



    Threads
    RP Thread: http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1705467.new#new

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    [size=13pt]Love hurts. But it can also heal.[/size]

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    Screen Name: --StarLight--
    Name: Whisper
    Gender: Female
    Age: 28 moons
    Rank: Spy (?)
    Appearance: a dark tabby with a few solid black patches. Has deep copper eyes that seem to have a red, blood-like tinge. Small for her age but all the more agile.
    Personality: Smart and can easily trick an enemy. Agile and limber. She perceives that she is cold , hostile, and heartless, but that's just an act. She really is scared that she will be kicked out if she does not pursue cold-heartedness.
    Crush: Slightly has a crush on Constantine. Not very serious about it though.
    Mate: N/A
    Affairs: N/A unless someone wants to.
    Kits: N/A
    Kin: Hallow (Brother)
    History (optional):
    Other: Descents


    Screen Name:--StarLight--
    Name: Hallow
    Gender: Male
    Age: 28 moons
    Rank: Hunter, working hard for head pursuant
    Appearance: Solid black with a few white spots on his chin. Copper eyes. Large and strong.
    Personality: Only cares about his sister and his skills. Other things really don't matter to him and he is genuinely cold hearted. If only someone could teach him how to love...
    Crush: N/A
    Mate: N/A
    Affairs: N/A
    Kits: N/A
    Kin: Whisper
    History (optional):
    Other: Descents


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    [size=30pt]~Starlight~[/size]

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    Let it go ~~


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    IC,,

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    OOC,, ok, thanks.

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    Screen Name:.:Jaydn the Jaguar:.
    Name:Aspen
    Gender:Female
    Age:23 moons
    Rank:Healer
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    Personality:She is harsh and strict.She is very focused on medicine.She cares for her patients no matter what.
    Crush:Open
    Mate:Open
    Affairs:None yet
    Kits:Wants
    Kin:Luna (Half-Sister)
    History (optional):Her half sister was a kitty pet.She escaped and came to this clan, but was made a slave.
    Other:Descents


    Screen Name.:Jaydn the Jaguar:.
    Name:Luna
    Gender:Female
    Age:20 moons
    Rank:Slave
    Appearance:
    Personality:She is defensive and somewhat cruel.She is mean when being offended, but can warm up to some cats.
    Crush:Open
    Mate:Open
    Affairs:Non yet
    Kits:Open
    Kin:Aspen (Half-Sister)
    History (optional):Was a kitty pet came to this clan to see sister,but became a slave.
    Other:Descents

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    Screen Name:
    Blacky ♥
    Name:
    Carsalyne
    Age:
    26 moons
    Rank:
    Spy is preffered, My Alternative option would be head persuant or healer, however i am accustomed to doing work on the field as i am familiar with the laws and ways of this kind of clan/organization.
    Appearance:
    Carsalyne is an extremely dark slender tabby she cat with a medium length fur coat and a shadowy appearance which allows her to be hard to detect if she remains in the shadows, which she tends to do. She has dazzling emerald eyes tinted with a quarantine blue, she has white markings on her chin, chest, tail, and forepaws. Her claws are longer and sharper than most almost forming like hooks and her teeth are almost blade-like, it runs in her genes and can be found in her brother as well. Though slender do not be fooled by her appearance, she has impecable strength and stamina, and is quick though slightly smaller for her generation, she is very efficient.
    Personality:
    don't be fooled by her sweet facade, Carsalyne is ambitious and refuses to let anyone or anything get in her away. she is fearless and witty. Carsalyne is dedicated to what she does and putting effort into the organisation and she wouldn't let a single flaw get in the way, including her own kin. She is merciless no matter the situation and would rather die fighting for the organisation and what she believes and then fall down in rank and be looked down upon. Carsalyne can be very manipulative and hard to figure out, especially during appropriate tasks. She preferred deception and lies over being herself because that would be showing weakness and she believes there is no room for weakness. she is very easily agitated and wont be one for hesitation during an argument or battle, which she is constantly prepare to jump into. Carsalyne is menacing and shows little to no emotion, the only person she can barely bear with is her brother, but if it came down to it she wouldn't hesitate to rip his throat out. though seemingly heartless, she does have a fancy for humor, even if she does a very good job hiding it. Carsalyne spends mist of her free time doing something worthwhile like sharpening her claws or adding modifications though they aren't even close to necessary, but for the most part she observes every aspect of every cat and their body language that she possibly can. All-in-All, Carsalyne is a cold hearted, power driven she cat that you wouldn't want to be found in a fight with, and can be very hard to get to with her being emotionless and stubborn
    Gender:
    Female
    Crush:
    N/A but may develope.
    Mate:
    N/A
    Affairs:
    N/A
    Kits:
    N/A
    Kin:
    Heron
    History (optional):
    Will reveal throughout the roleplay
    other: descents



    Screen Name:
    Blacky ♥
    Name:
    Heron
    Gender:
    Male
    Age:
    26
    Rank:
    Head Persuant
    Appearance:
    Heron is a white tom with grey striped patches and deep blue consuming eyes tinted with an olive green, he is muscular and well-built with a medium length fur coat and a black tail, ears, which are torn, and front left forepaw. His claws and teeth are that the same as his sister although he is larger than most in height and has larger paws which requires his claws to be larger as well.
    Personality:
    Heron is cold hearted and emotionless the only emotion he can feel is hunger to work his way up in power, to him if you don't give it your all and make something of yourself then you are pathetic and unworthy of breathing, he is very harsh and direct with his commands, when appropriate to make, and is strict towards others. He is merciless and incapable of affection, he finds it petty and unnecessary, however it isn't impossible to persuade his heart to love, though it would take the right person and that is impossible. Heron is a very focused cat who calculates before acting, He has a heart but he buried it deep inside him long ago due to things that have happened in his past that he no longer shows any signs of emotion for. Heron seems to be swallowed up by hatred, and that isn't a facade, if he really wanted there wouldn't be a care in the world stopping him from slaughtering any cat he felt like. He cannot stand his sister and hates the mere sight of her, however he doesn't let that get in his way, he has too many other things on his mind like doing everything he can for the organization and working his way up as much as his ambition will let him.
    Crush:
    N/A
    Mate:
    N/A
    Affairs:
    N/A
    Kits:
    N/A
    Kin:
    Carsalyne
    History (optional):
    will reveal later throughout the roleplay.
    Other:
    Descent

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    Name:
    "The name's Silas."
    Age:
    "Tad bit rude? I am 26 moons, almost 27."
    Rank:
    "A Spy would be nice."
    Personality:
    Although she looks delicate and pretty, she is more of a tomboy. Silas is a competitive, slightly arrogant she-cat with a hint of superiority-complex. She is very ambitious and bold, never letting her true emotions show. She is blunt and never sugarcoats things, most cats put this off as being insensitive. She has an overall laid-back, friendly and immature personality. She enjoys playing with kits more than talking with grown ups, and voices her opinions even if they are taboo. Stealthy and quiet while working, she takes her job very seriously.
    Affairs|Crush|Mate|Kits|: N\a|Open|N\A|N\A|
    Kin:
    "They dead.
    Other: Hello.

    Screen Name: Flide
    Name: Knighten
    Gender: tom
    Age: Twenty-seven moons
    Rank: Advisor
    Appearance: Knighten is a cat of small stature, he doesn't look intimidating at all, in fact it's quite the opposite, he looks very much like someone you would more likely pity, than go to for advice on battle. Lithe, and small as a apprentice, he is forever cursed to look more feminine then any tom ever should have to live through. Dainty, he is quite pretty, and always keeps is pelt clean, and healthy, silky smooth. Knighten has long-legs, and a long tail, his pelt being a short light grey speckled in blacks, and darker greys. Paws, underbelly, and face being white, it shows off his girly features naturally. Small-eared, and short-muzzled, he has a youthful look to him, and he will most likely look like a young warrior, or older apprentice even if he lives to be an elder. Knighten has dull claws, that no long cut, but tear. (the reason being that he is able to put enough force behind himself that he can pressure the claws into making wounds, which causes the tearing, and rendering of flesh in a more gruesome way, instead of a clean cut, you have a gaping, torn-up wound that will take longer to heal, and bleed more.)
    Personality: Knighten is a smart little blighter, who is cunning to no end. He more than just makes up for his small size with his strength in the mind. Twisted, and tricky, he is the type to fool others with who he is, using his unintimidating size, face, and voice to make other's lower their guard before he spits venom at them. Hateful, and hot-headed, he is easy to anger, and quick to lash out at others. Quite the con-man, he likes to play games with others, he would say it's his job to do so, to keep himself in practice, but really he just does it to make others look worse, and himself look better. Knighten is carless and cautious, he doesn't let himself feel things, and becomes violent if others try to get to know him. experimental, he sees the lower rankings as something he can play with, not other cats, but something that belongs to him, that he earned for his hard work. Ambitious, he is never satisfied with what he has, more is never enough, and due to this is will never stop trying to climb the ladder of the group even farther. Knighten is the type to lie, and he does really well with hiding the fact he is lying, it's kind of his thing, but he will own up to his lies if he is caught by others, being very proud of who he is, and what he does, he feels no remorse for anything he does, or what he has seen. If fact, the more twisted, and cruel something is the better, the more amusing for him. Amusement is one of the only feelings the tom shows off, when others are in pain he lets himself display pleasure, and sadistic joy as he pokes and at them. Knighten doesn't believe in love, and believe the only reason two cats would get together is to falsely claim happiness, and to use each-other to pass on their blood. So he would never let himself fall in love, or have kits with some she.... at least he wouldn't admit that he fell in love.
    Crush: "Why the hell would I like another cat like that?!" is along the lines of what he would say, so unknown.
    Mate: no.
    Affairs: no!
    Kits: no.
    Kin: None here.
    History (optional): Knighten was a one point a kittypet, but before that he lived in a group of warring cat, battle was a daily thing within the group, and whoever won the battle was the one who would hold the higher rank, the toughest, strongest, and smartest cats of the group were the ones that held power, everyone beneath them was free-game for killing. Honestly he loved that system, and was beginning to build his way to the top when he was captured by the humans, after a moon or two there, and a traumatizing visit to the vet he ran away, escaping with ease, and stumbled up The Descents, where he was made Slave, and slowly made his way up the ranks.
    Other: He strangely always smells like lavender, as if he's trying to cover up the scent of illness, death, or blood.






    Screen Name: Flide
    Name: Talmin
    Gender: tom
    Age: Thirty-Two moons old
    Rank: slave
    Appearance: Talmin, he is a large, lithe tom-cat, built for speed, and getting the upper hand by number of blows over their strength, despite this he is quite fit, and masculine, giving off a powerful air simply by the way he walks. Thin-furred, with a thick suffocating pelt of brittle black, he is a pure demonic color, and his eyes are a bright golden-green shade that glows sinisterly in the dark. Long clawed, and toothed, he is built to be an animal of war. Talmin is build like he was once a very handsome tom, and despite the scars crossing his pelt like a story of his life, he is still quite good-looking. Long-snouted, and wolfish in design, he simply is very sharp featured, never looking like he is calm, or in a good mood.
    Personality: Talmin is ambitious, ambitious to the point in which he would kill anyone (anyone but Comet) to get where he wants to be. Venomous in his words, he is very blunt, abrasive, and harsh, having no feelings towards others, and feeling no pity, nor remorse for anything. Heartless, and cold, he only shows any feeling towards his brother, otherwise he isn't afraid to spit in your face, and rip you to shreds if you try anything, even if it means his own death in the end, he is not going to let himself be abused. Talmin is smart, cunning, and very darkly-minded, a cat of sharp-ways, and cutting-edges, he hasn't locked away any of his feelings, having never needed to, due to him having been limited on emotions to begin with. Amusement, pleasure, anger, aggression, fury, all of these are feelings he still has, and a little bit of love, and compassion towards Comet, but other than that he feels nothing. Fearless, he isn't afraid to kill others, he has no boundaries, none at all, if it would mean his own survival he would torture another cat without another thought, heck there is a good chance he would do so just for fun too.
    Crush: ha none!
    Mate: no!
    Affairs: no.
    Kits: hates them.
    Kin: Comet (brother)
    History (optional): he has been dark sense the beginning ,that is it.
    Other: Descent





    Screen Name: Flide
    Name: Comet
    Gender: tom
    Age: Thirty-two moons old
    Rank: Soldier
    Appearance: Comet is a pure-white tom-cat, blinding to the eyes if ever in the light of day. Thickly furred, with a long feathery pelt that is scarless, and groomed to perfection. He has a fit, bulky being, built to be able to take a blow, and give one just as well. Fit, muscular, he is very good looking, and nice on the eyes to say the least. Youthful, he appears to be more along the line of twenty-four moons then thirty-two. Long-legged, and larger than the average tom, he can be quite intimidating to look upon for the average cat. Always prepared for war, he has his teeth sharpened to a shark-like point, and his claws aren't kept up with, dulled down, and often fraying, so that it's like a porcupine needle, and it hurts to be removed.
    Personality: Comet, despite himself, and the group, is actually a fairly average cat, proud, ambitious, he doesn't need to be the best of anything, doesn't want those silly high ranks, or responsibilities of being high and mighty. He is brave, fearless, and more trustworthy than one would assume. Kind-hearted, he doesn't like to hurt the other group members, and tends to stay on the lighter side of the spectrum, but he is very good at hiding this, being cruel, and sharp-tongued like his brother when he has to be, so that way the group wont chew him up, and spit him out like it would others. Comet is very loyal, and the idea of leaving is insane to him, so even if he is a good cat among bad, he would never leave, even if being threatened with slave-hood.
    Crush: None.~
    Mate: None~
    Affairs: None~
    Kits: Love the, but no~
    Kin: no.
    History (optional): was a more kind-hearted cat, and knightly being sense kit-hood, he never understood why Talmin was so dark, and twisted, when he asked the cat simply said it was because he could see, Comet didn't understand at the time, and he still doesn't fully understand. But after that the black cat promised to stay by Comet's side no matter what happened, that is why Talmin is still lingering in the group instead of going rogue.
    Other: Descents

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    ❝ Dont stomp your little last season pradas at me, honey. ❝


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    Name
    "My name is Virulent."
    Virulent [pron. Vie-rue-lint]


    Gender
    "How small is your brain?"
    Female.


    Age
    "Enough with these stupid questions, your pestering me you rat."
    4 years, 1 month.


    Breed
    "I happen to be, a calico."
    Calico.


    Rank
    "What do I look like to you? Im a spy, dummy."
    Spy.



    Personality
    "Sweetie, as you can already see im very sassy, and pretty attractive. If you haven't figured that out, that noggin of yours ought'a be pretty small. Anyways, im very difficult, stubborn, and hard to break. If you yell at me, I yell at you. Im a women of great strength, and I despise everyone I set my eyes on. I have a great dislike for the leader and the toms of the clan, they are nothing but piewny to me. Im alwayst two steps ahead of you, im always better then you, im always beating you, hun. There's no way your getting your fat body past me, without a beating."


    Family
    "My family is just as sassy as me!"
    Mother;; Quin [Alive, F]
    Father;; Jack [Unknown, M]
    Siblings;; Talon [Alive, M] Bella[Deceased, F] Addy [Alive, F]
    Extended Family;; Julliete [Aunt, F] Wellix [Niece, M] Asper [Cousin, F]
    Mate;; None, open.
    Offspring;; None, none wanted.



    Infatuation
    "Im not telling you, you little zit!"
    Talmin.


    Fears
    "I dont have any."
    -water
    -thorns



    Screen name
    A F F L I C T !, but im changing it to Shibe soon.


    Muse
    Depends on my mood, I'd give it a 6/10, 7/10.


    Other
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