[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]She did not know how to speak like the others did for the only people she had ever been with was with other cattle and occasionally humans. Branded for slaughter, she was sent to the slaughter house, but managed to get out. She could only speak cow, but she could, sometimes, pronounce a few common words, yet she was none too bright. That would all change with time and learning, but for now, she was just a cow. Trotting to the border, the Hereford looked about, tail swishing to and fro. "Moo!" exclaimed the heifer with a stamp of her front left hoof.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;][color=lightgrey]SCARCLAN — WARRIOR — HOVER FOR TAGS — ATTACK IN BLACK[hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 8pt; font-family: arial;]Moo? Cows go moo. Bruce came over, tilting his head at the large animal. Didn't cows typically live with humans? The panther slowly would come closer to Batcow, as if making sure he didn't sense any humans around. Once he was sure there was none, he straightened up, and looked at Batcow with a confused expression. "Uh, moo...?" He'd attempt to make the sound, but it only came out as a word. "Why are you here?" Could this creature even talk besides mooing?[size=7pt]TEMPLATE © IVORY[/size]
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> omfg im dead i needed thisWolfsbane had never seen a cow in clan territory. He had seen mice to horses to dinosaurs, but never a single cow. He almost scoffed at the creature in front of him, brows furrowed in curiosity. The large tiger approached with narrowed eyes. Okay, well, if this cow had greeted them in its... native language, then Bane supposed she must barely know their language. "Uh... Name?" That seemed like a simple and common enough word.
GENERAL INFORMATION —
Wolfsbane | 2 years old | Cisgender male | Member of Scarclan | Ex-leader of Darkclan and The Brotherhood | Bisexualbut really Flicker-sexual
Based off The Punisher / Frank Castle from the Netflix series DaredevilAPPEARANCE —
• A Large Bengal Tiger
- Wolfsbane's usual form is that of a large, dark tiger with strikingly pale eyes that sharply contrast against his dark pelt. — reference [current]
• Shisa Fuu - Mythical Creature
- A Shisa Fuu is a mythical creature; a hybrid of a mutated canine and a lion. Standing at a full height of five and a half feet, the creature has a broad, very muscular build. His paws are like that of a canine's, edged with black talon-like claws, but his claws are retractable like a lion's. He has two horns that best resemble a deer's antlers slightly. His mane is large, and his tail is much like a Pomeranian's. — referencePERSONALITY —
Aggressive | Argumentative | Prideful | Stubborn | Troubled | Guarded | Uptight | Short-Tempered | Defensive | Realist | Intelligent | Extremely Dominant | Alpha | Morose
Usually very different around those he cares forRELATIONSHIPS —
• Never-ending (best) friendship with Dorian Pavus
• Datingtotally in love withFlicker
• Growing friendship with SylmaePOWERS AND ABILITIES —
Elemental powers (all) — discovered
Super Senses — discovered
Super Strength — discovered
Telekinesis — avoids using
Telepathy — discovered
Teleportation — discoveredBATTLE TAGS —
Extreme physical Difficulty | Hard mentally
Attack in white or risk being overlooked/ignored
Everything realistic permitted | Ask for anything seriousHEALTH STATUS —
• Strength: 100%
• Speed: 90%
• Mentally: 80%
• Agility: 100%
• Physical: 100%LINKS —
Biography | Plot ThreadUPDATED MAY 4TH
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[Batcow for days]Well this was rather frustrating. Remember the not-to-bright part? Batcow had the intelligence of a two year-old human; Everything fascinated her and she wanted to put her mouth on nearly everything. Tossing her horned head to and fro, she watched them both through her dark brown eyes, mooing contentedly. Giving a swish of her tail, she passed over the border without a second thought before a long, pink tongue escaped her parted mouth. Closing in on Wolfsbane, Batcow aimed to lick the tiger across the face, ultimately leaving him covered in her saliva. "Name! Name!" the cow suddenly chanted, rearing up and down.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px;]GENERAL ;
Batcow | Cisgender female | ScarClan warrior | Single
Pansexual Panromantic | Crushing on no one | 5 months old | NPC x NPC | Based of DC's BatcowAPPEARANCE ;
• Brown and white hereford
- DESCRIPTION; short length fur, has brown eyes, star shaped brand on back right hip, bat-shaped marking on face, weighs 700lbs: Reference
- ACCESORIES; wears black collar with giant cow bell and a black cape
- OTHER BODIES; none
- HEALTH; healthyAPPEARANCE ;
Loyal | Enthusiastic | Playful | Justified | Brazen | Friendly | Open mindedBATTLE TAGS ;
Medium physical difficulty | Medium mental difficulty | Attack in black | Peaceful powerplaying allowed | Ask for capture, severe injury, death -
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px; text-align:justify;]Dave had to bite his tongue to prevent a wave of laughter. Oh, this was so amazing. The cream tabby male approached Batcow, as well as Bruce and Wolfsbane. He took a seat next to the latter, eyes gazing up brightly at the cow in front of him. An idea formed in his head just then.
He was going to sound so ridiculous, but whatever. "Dooo, youuu, have a naaaame?" Perhaps stretching out the 'ooo' vowels would make it sound more like her language? The fuck if he knew.
GENERAL INFORMATION ;;
cottonfawn (dave) — loyalist of scarclan — cis male — homosexual biromantic — fifteen months old — in serious need of a 'come to jesus' meeting — in desperate need of protectionAPPEARANCE ;;
— cream tabby feline
- dave's usual body is a young, lean cream tabby feline. his eyes are red with flecks of gold in them. thinish dark circles (black fur) surround his eyes as well. he constantly is sticking his tongue out- not to show off his tongue piercing, but just by habit. [current]
— gray timber wolf
- much larger than his feline body, dave uses this for when he needs to seem/feel more 'in charge'. he uses this body for fights and such, so underneath the thick gray fur are many battle wounds. this body has amber eyes.PERSONALITY ;;
careful — considerate — humorous — gentle — nervous — fragile — sarcastic — restless — alert — intelligent — sharpPOWERS AND ABILITIES ;;
tbaBATTLE TAGS ;;
medium physically — medium mentally — ask for serious injuries/captures — attack in #efefef — no powers/vulnerable to powersHEALTH STATUS ;;
— strength: 60%
— speed: 90%
— mentally: 80%
— agility: 100%
— physical: 80%LINKS ;;
biography | plot threadupdated may 7th
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Oh fuck no. The tiger was soon covered in cow saliva, nose scrunched up in disgust as the tiger let out a growl of irritation. "Fucking Christ," He grumbled, shaking his head vigorously and rubbing his cheek to his shoulder to rid most of the excess saliva. With a scowl upon his rugged features, which were now damp, the scout glanced back up at the seemingly content cow. "You proud of yourself?" He muttered with a shake of his head. "Alright I'm calling you Cow, okay, Cow?"
GENERAL INFORMATION —
Wolfsbane | 2 years old | Cisgender male | Member of Scarclan | Ex-leader of Darkclan and The Brotherhood | Bisexualbut really Flicker-sexual
Based off The Punisher / Frank Castle from the Netflix series DaredevilAPPEARANCE —
• A Large Bengal Tiger
- Wolfsbane's usual form is that of a large, dark tiger with strikingly pale eyes that sharply contrast against his dark pelt. — reference [current]
• Shisa Fuu - Mythical Creature
- A Shisa Fuu is a mythical creature; a hybrid of a mutated canine and a lion. Standing at a full height of five and a half feet, the creature has a broad, very muscular build. His paws are like that of a canine's, edged with black talon-like claws, but his claws are retractable like a lion's. He has two horns that best resemble a deer's antlers slightly. His mane is large, and his tail is much like a Pomeranian's. — referencePERSONALITY —
Aggressive | Argumentative | Prideful | Stubborn | Troubled | Guarded | Uptight | Short-Tempered | Defensive | Realist | Intelligent | Extremely Dominant | Alpha | Morose
Usually very different around those he cares forRELATIONSHIPS —
• Never-ending (best) friendship with Dorian Pavus
• Datingtotally in love withFlicker
• Growing friendship with SylmaePOWERS AND ABILITIES —
Elemental powers (all) — discovered
Super Senses — discovered
Super Strength — discovered
Telekinesis — avoids using
Telepathy — discovered
Teleportation — discoveredBATTLE TAGS —
Extreme physical Difficulty | Hard mentally
Attack in white or risk being overlooked/ignored
Everything realistic permitted | Ask for anything seriousHEALTH STATUS —
• Strength: 100%
• Speed: 90%
• Mentally: 80%
• Agility: 100%
• Physical: 100%LINKS —
Biography | Plot ThreadUPDATED MAY 4TH
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It was easy to tell how damn large Faustus was when he came up next to a cow. In his tiger body, he rivaled the heigh with ease, but weighed more. That may have been credited to his bulking muscles, but still. Was he that huge?
"Why the * is there a cow here?" The Paradigm inquired, and despite his crude words, he was amused. Did some random ass farmer lose a cow? It'd be a shame if they did.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]She watched as more appeared, excitement welling up within the child. This was so exciting! She could not understand what they were saying, of course, so she would just repeat things that seemed great. "Bat! Bat! Cow is bat!" pawing at the ground, she eyed Cottonfawn, tongue seeping back out of her mouth for another round. Rushing forward, she sniffed the domestic cat. but her eyes darted back to Wolfsbane as he spoke once more. "*ing Christ! *ing Christ! *ing Christ!" Batcow echoed, bobbing her head up and down. Turning to Faustus, tongue still hanging out of her mouth, the bi-colored bovine moved toward the larger tiger, aiming to lick the paradigm across his face as she had done with Wolfsbane. "Cow *ing Christ! *ing Christ cow! Cow is bat, *ing Christ!"
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Batcow | Cisgender female | ScarClan warrior | Single
Pansexual Panromantic | Crushing on no one | 5 months old | NPC x NPC | Based of DC's BatcowAPPEARANCE ;
• Brown and white Hereford
- DESCRIPTION; short length fur, has brown eyes, star shaped brand on back right hip, bat-shaped marking on face, weighs 90lbs: Reference
- ACCESORIES; wears black collar with giant cow bell and a black cape
- OTHER BODIES; none
- HEALTH; healthyAPPEARANCE ;
Loyal | Enthusiastic | Playful | Justified | Brazen | Friendly | Open mindedBATTLE TAGS ;
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Oh wait no, this was getting worse. The male's eyes widened as she repeated his foul language, and the tiger immediately cursed once again "Shit," before realizing his mistake. "Okay, no, no, bad Cow," He tried to scold. This was just getting worse for him. "Bat? Okay... Bat-Cow? Batcow, okay? Bad Batcow." He tried, brows furrowed and head shaking again in disbelief. It was like teaching a child... A giant child.
GENERAL INFORMATION —
Wolfsbane | 2 years old | Cisgender male | Member of Scarclan | Ex-leader of Darkclan and The Brotherhood | Bisexualbut really Flicker-sexual
Based off The Punisher / Frank Castle from the Netflix series DaredevilAPPEARANCE —
• A Large Bengal Tiger
- Wolfsbane's usual form is that of a large, dark tiger with strikingly pale eyes that sharply contrast against his dark pelt. — reference [current]
• Shisa Fuu - Mythical Creature
- A Shisa Fuu is a mythical creature; a hybrid of a mutated canine and a lion. Standing at a full height of five and a half feet, the creature has a broad, very muscular build. His paws are like that of a canine's, edged with black talon-like claws, but his claws are retractable like a lion's. He has two horns that best resemble a deer's antlers slightly. His mane is large, and his tail is much like a Pomeranian's. — referencePERSONALITY —
Aggressive | Argumentative | Prideful | Stubborn | Troubled | Guarded | Uptight | Short-Tempered | Defensive | Realist | Intelligent | Extremely Dominant | Alpha | Morose
Usually very different around those he cares forRELATIONSHIPS —
• Never-ending (best) friendship with Dorian Pavus
• Datingtotally in love withFlicker
• Growing friendship with SylmaePOWERS AND ABILITIES —
Elemental powers (all) — discovered
Super Senses — discovered
Super Strength — discovered
Telekinesis — avoids using
Telepathy — discovered
Teleportation — discoveredBATTLE TAGS —
Extreme physical Difficulty | Hard mentally
Attack in white or risk being overlooked/ignored
Everything realistic permitted | Ask for anything seriousHEALTH STATUS —
• Strength: 100%
• Speed: 90%
• Mentally: 80%
• Agility: 100%
• Physical: 100%LINKS —
Biography | Plot ThreadUPDATED MAY 4TH
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px; text-align:justify;]This was it. Dave was going to die. This cow was going to fucking lick him, and he was going to die. The feline braced himself for impact, but luckily, Faustus was her real target. Oh. "Wolfsbane, what did you do," Dave spoke, mostly to himself in exasperation. He shot the tiger a look before glancing back at Batcow. "Okay," he murmured, trying to calm the larger animal, "Sleep? Batcow want sleep? Tired?" If they could just calm her down and get her back to camp where she could sleep, they would have time to access the situation.
GENERAL INFORMATION ;;
cottonfawn (dave) — loyalist of scarclan — cis male — homosexual biromantic — fifteen months old — in serious need of a 'come to jesus' meeting — in desperate need of protectionAPPEARANCE ;;
— cream tabby feline
- dave's usual body is a young, lean cream tabby feline. his eyes are red with flecks of gold in them. thinish dark circles (black fur) surround his eyes as well. he constantly is sticking his tongue out- not to show off his tongue piercing, but just by habit. [current]
— gray timber wolf
- much larger than his feline body, dave uses this for when he needs to seem/feel more 'in charge'. he uses this body for fights and such, so underneath the thick gray fur are many battle wounds. this body has amber eyes.PERSONALITY ;;
careful — considerate — humorous — gentle — nervous — fragile — sarcastic — restless — alert — intelligent — sharpPOWERS AND ABILITIES ;;
tbaBATTLE TAGS ;;
medium physically — medium mentally — ask for serious injuries/captures — attack in #efefef — no powers/vulnerable to powersHEALTH STATUS ;;
— strength: 60%
— speed: 90%
— mentally: 80%
— agility: 100%
— physical: 80%LINKS ;;
biography | plot threadupdated may 7th
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Faustus' brow furrowed. Batcow? Was that what this thing wanted to be called? He could settle, he supposed, but the lack of ability to communicate would ultimately get to him. Faustus was a very straightforward male, so this was something he wasn't rather fond of.
Suddenly, his square maw was wet and the slimy feel of the tongue was unfamiliar to him. The massive tiger was in action as soon as he felt it, and leaped backwards, uncaring if he almost smushed Dave to a pulp, but rather that he was now dripping in cow saliva.
"Someone get that fucking thing under control, hot damn," spat out Faustus, turning away with a paw to try and rub some of the saliva into nonexistence. But alas, despite his efforts, he looked like someone had rubbed hair gel into his face. -
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hysterical laughter erupted from kaleidoscope as she made her way over. this was absolutely fucking gold. everyone was getting licked in the face. by a cow. wow. "that taste good, fassa?" she asked, sputtering with giggles still. she eyed the cow though to make sure she didnt come at her with any of that bullshit.[spoiler=INFO/TAGS][size=10px]GENERAL INFORMATION.
• Kaleidoscope Walker
• Female
• 10 months old ( ages every 160 posts )
• Adopted by Kizami Walker
• Dominion, ex-Sunclan member
• Headhunter, Firebrand, Warlord
• Heteroromantic bisexual , dating Lithiumpaw
• Severe donut addiction and a thing for torturing
• Schizophrenia; severe on-offBODY INFORMATION.
• A lithe black dire wolf, zombie blue eyes [ current ]
- Injuries: N/A
• A spotted jaguar, right eye is emerald green and left eye is zombie blue [ currently deceased ]
- Injuries: Scar across left shoulder leading onto chest and a nub for a tail, having had it cut offPERSONALITY INFORMATION.
• Ambitious
• Hyped
• Charismatic
• Manipulative
• Agressive
• Intimidating
• Jealous
• Arrogant
• LovableBATTLE INFORMATION.
• Physically difficult, mentally very difficult
• Will be the first to throw hands, so beware.
• Attack in bold #c8abc2 or risk being ignored. Its so I may see.
• No kill or maim, pm for plotsHEALTH STATUS.
• Strength: 90%
• Speed: 85%
• Mentally: 38%
• Agility: 100%
• Physical: 50%CURRENT LINKS.
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Now, you see, cows were fucking tasty. Their meat, it was delicious! Had she known that there was a slaughterhouse within walking distance from their camp, the Ringleader would have announced a damn supply raid. Not only were they tasty, but they were multi-functional prey, as Break liked to call them. Meat for meat, milk for...feeding orphans, and the pelts for winter. But, this cow was different, and boy was she fucking excited. "Eeeeek!" she squealed with joy, or excitement, it was hard to tell. She was still hormonal from the pregnancy so obviously her emotions would be all over the place. "Can we keep it!?" the scarred lioness latched herself onto the neck of the cow in a hug (more like a tight squeeze) and pressed her forehead against its cheek with an obsessive gleam in her volcanic visionaries. "I'm going to call you Horney Destroyer" Oh wait, no, not in that way. Horn-ey as in horns.
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I'm still thanking you for this, Darcia. xD
Also, HORNEY DESTROYER."A'ight, Batcow, time's up. Get that tongue back in ya' mouth, pronto, okay?" he didn't think she'd understand him, but he clicked his own tongue authoritatively as he strode over, wings half-opening and then furling back against his slim flanks. He.. had no-fucking-idea what to think about this. Honestly - a cow that learned from others in speech, and seemed to think it was a.. bat? I mean, it had been saying that it was a bat, but maybe that was its name. Or, rather, her name.
The hiisihound came to a halt beside Kaleidoscope, watching Break lunge for the cow to try and hug it. The cow looked friendly, but maybe restricting it wasn't the best idea. Bovines were fierce when frightened. "Come on, ya' comin' with us? Promise not to lick everythin' ya see, and we'll be fine." though it was an unusual situation, James looked as relaxed as he'd probably get. He could deal with cows - even semi-sentient, over-friendly cows. They were fine.
[spoiler=info | updated 7th may][size=10px]GENERAL INFORMATION.
• Kaden James Drachen, male, 27 months.
• ScarClan member, previous "soldier"/hitman.
• Lirim x Fell Drachen, brother of Ronan (twin) and Emiya.
• Asexual aromantic (homosexual/romantic), single, no crush.BODY INFORMATION.
• A lean, powerful black direwolf/raven Hiisihound. (Reference.)
- Scars: Light scarring everywhere, a large, jagged one on his stomach.
- Accessories: Black straps on his throat and stomach, a black muzzle-strap.PERSONALITY INFORMATION.
• Diligent, clever, determined, reserved.
• Analytical, introverted, levelheaded, protective.
• Wooden, paranoid, ferocious when provoked, an actor.
- Developing/damaged: Friendly, humorous, confident.
- Mental illnesses/disorders: Post traumatic stress disorder.BATTLE INFORMATION.
• Physically extreme, mentally medium-hard.
• Rarely starts fights, always finishes fights, refuses to kill.
• Attack in BOLD BLACK or #52879E or risk being overlooked.
• Draws attention to himself, hits hard, takes lots of hits, doesn't give in.
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i love break so much it hurtsFaustus shot Kalei a venomous glance, but only because he was not happy. He hadn't tasted the saliva yet and did not intend to.
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Eyeing Wolfsbane as he spoke, the calf tilted her head to the side, bell chiming once more as she did so. Giving a flick of her ear, she bobbed her head up and down as they deciphered her name. As for the verbal disciplining part, she had no idea what they were saying. "Bad *ing Christ!" shifting her visionaries to the others, mainly Cottonfawn. Staring at him with a rather vacant gaze, the only response she gave was a sneeze. Stamping her hooves as the large cat approached and grabbed a hold of her neck, the calf made no attempt to flee or even fight back. Knowing when danger was about was an innate behavior, but sensing none here, she saw reason for that.
Mooing in response to Breakdance, Batcow then looked to Kaden, and at his inquiry, she stuck her tongue out even more. She could not be made to exactly go anywhere, but the odds of her following them were quite high. She was like a baby duck, imprinting itself on nearly everything it saw.
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Batcow | Cisgender female | ScarClan warrior | Single
Pansexual Panromantic | Crushing on no one | 5 months old | NPC x NPC | Based of DC's BatcowAPPEARANCE ;
• Brown and white Hereford
- DESCRIPTION; short length fur, has brown eyes, star shaped brand on back right hip, bat-shaped marking on face, weighs 90lbs: Reference
- ACCESORIES; wears black collar with giant cow bell and a black cape
- OTHER BODIES; none
- HEALTH; healthyAPPEARANCE ;
Loyal | Enthusiastic | Playful | Justified | Brazen | Friendly | Open mindedBATTLE TAGS ;
Easy physical difficulty | Easy mental difficulty | Attack in white | Peaceful powerplaying allowed | Ask for capture, severe injury, death -
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Yeah, what did he do? "I'm trying, okay?!" He shot back to Cottoncawn with a slightly panicked expression. Had he already messed this calf up? He'd only been around her for a few minutes and already she was cursing just like him. The tiger sighed deeply a moment as he watched the cow. "I don't think she's tired..." He murmured. "Maybe we should help her find a place to stay here." He suggested, glancing at the others before eyeing Breakdance with a flicker of amusement in his silver visions.
GENERAL INFORMATION —
Wolfsbane | 2 years old | Cisgender male | Member of Scarclan | Ex-leader of Darkclan and The Brotherhood | Bisexualbut really Flicker-sexual
Based off The Punisher / Frank Castle from the Netflix series DaredevilAPPEARANCE —
• A Large Bengal Tiger
- Wolfsbane's usual form is that of a large, dark tiger with strikingly pale eyes that sharply contrast against his dark pelt. — reference [current]
• Shisa Fuu - Mythical Creature
- A Shisa Fuu is a mythical creature; a hybrid of a mutated canine and a lion. Standing at a full height of five and a half feet, the creature has a broad, very muscular build. His paws are like that of a canine's, edged with black talon-like claws, but his claws are retractable like a lion's. He has two horns that best resemble a deer's antlers slightly. His mane is large, and his tail is much like a Pomeranian's. — referencePERSONALITY —
Aggressive | Argumentative | Prideful | Stubborn | Troubled | Guarded | Uptight | Short-Tempered | Defensive | Realist | Intelligent | Extremely Dominant | Alpha | Morose
Usually very different around those he cares forRELATIONSHIPS —
• Never-ending (best) friendship with Dorian Pavus
• Datingtotally in love withFlicker
• Growing friendship with SylmaePOWERS AND ABILITIES —
Elemental powers (all) — discovered
Super Senses — discovered
Super Strength — discovered
Telekinesis — avoids using
Telepathy — discovered
Teleportation — discoveredBATTLE TAGS —
Extreme physical Difficulty | Hard mentally
Attack in white or risk being overlooked/ignored
Everything realistic permitted | Ask for anything seriousHEALTH STATUS —
• Strength: 100%
• Speed: 90%
• Mentally: 80%
• Agility: 100%
• Physical: 100%LINKS —
Biography | Plot ThreadUPDATED MAY 4TH
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px;][color=lightgrey]SCARCLAN — WARRIOR — HOVER FOR TAGS — ATTACK IN BLACK[hr][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 8pt; font-family: arial;]"You taught it to curse. Congrats." Bruce mused at Wolfsbane, and couldn't help but laugh his ass off as Faustus got licked. Now if that happened to him? Boy, he'd be a pissy little panther. "Alright, so Batcow. And she likes to lick things. That's all I gotten from this." And the fact Breakcub wanted to keep her and thought her name was Horney Destroyer. Hopefully Breakcub did not mean that the way he thought it meant. Not that he kept that thought for long, of course. "So, how're we going to move this thing? It's almost double my size." Right? Something like that.[size=7pt]TEMPLATE © IVORY[/size]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;]Ah, fuck. She was intelligent enough to disobey him, then. James arched a brow for a moment, thinking as the others apparently panicked around him, before he turned to Bruce woodenly. "If she learns from us, then maybe she'll just follow us if we all leave at once." he mused, his voice blank but thoughtful. It was a theory - he didn't think she'd obey them if they directed her to follow, but if they all turned their backs and walked in the same direction, there was a possibility that she'd pursue them out of simple herd instinct. Cows had that, right?
[size=10px]GENERAL INFORMATION.
• Kaden James Drachen, male, 27 months.
• ScarClan member, previous "soldier"/hitman.
• Lirim x Fell Drachen, brother of Ronan (twin) and Emiya.
• Asexual aromantic (homosexual/romantic), single, no crush.BODY INFORMATION.
• A lean, powerful black direwolf/raven Hiisihound. (Reference.)
- Scars: Light scarring everywhere, a large, jagged one on his stomach.
- Accessories: Black straps on his throat and stomach, a black muzzle-strap.PERSONALITY INFORMATION.
• Diligent, clever, determined, reserved.
• Analytical, introverted, levelheaded, protective.
• Wooden, paranoid, ferocious when provoked, an actor.
- Developing/damaged: Friendly, humorous, confident.
- Mental illnesses/disorders: Post traumatic stress disorder.BATTLE INFORMATION.
• Physically extreme, mentally medium-hard.
• Rarely starts fights, always finishes fights, refuses to kill.
• Attack in BOLD BLACK or #52879E or risk being overlooked.
• Draws attention to himself, hits hard, takes lots of hits, doesn't give in.
• No kill, anything else is permitted so long as it's realistic.CURRENT LINKS.
• Plotting thread | version one -
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px; text-align:justify;]He was sneezed on. That was ten times worse than being licked. "Oh my god," came Dave's whisper. He stood still, frigid. He.. he was going to throw up. "I'm leaving." The feline turned around, and began walking back to camp. A bath, that's what needed. A nice, long, bath to get this fucking cow snot off of him.
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GENERAL INFORMATION ;;
cottonfawn (dave) — loyalist of scarclan — cis male — homosexual biromantic — fifteen months old — in serious need of a 'come to jesus' meeting — in desperate need of protectionAPPEARANCE ;;
— cream tabby feline
- dave's usual body is a young, lean cream tabby feline. his eyes are red with flecks of gold in them. thinish dark circles (black fur) surround his eyes as well. he constantly is sticking his tongue out- not to show off his tongue piercing, but just by habit. [current]
— gray timber wolf
- much larger than his feline body, dave uses this for when he needs to seem/feel more 'in charge'. he uses this body for fights and such, so underneath the thick gray fur are many battle wounds. this body has amber eyes.PERSONALITY ;;
careful — considerate — humorous — gentle — nervous — fragile — sarcastic — restless — alert — intelligent — sharpPOWERS AND ABILITIES ;;
tbaBATTLE TAGS ;;
medium physically — medium mentally — ask for serious injuries/captures — attack in #efefef — no powers/vulnerable to powersHEALTH STATUS ;;
— strength: 60%
— speed: 90%
— mentally: 80%
— agility: 100%
— physical: 80%LINKS ;;
biography | plot threadupdated may 7th