✖Cσяяυρтισи ✖ Δccρɛтιиɢ Яσʏαℓ Яαиκƨ | Roleplaying Now

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  • Welcome! I didn't even realize you needed Queens XD. OMG! Firey! -huggles- All me friends seem to be stalking me, but now I'm stalking you!

  • Ya. . . I like roleplaying lower rank cats. I mean, it is pretty cool to roleplay HP's in pro-clans and stuff, but in small clans or groups or stuff like this, it seems funner to roleplayer lower ranks.

  • I'm going to make another cat soon, I just don't have the energy for an advanced bio right now.


    Three stalkers?! I now have three stalkers?! I'm not that interesting, guys!

  • But you leave for a whole month soon! Oarge should like fall in love with Night XD. You can do whatever with him, but it would be pretty cool if they got involved -romantic music- Bleh. My dad is wearing White socks and leather sandals/

  • xD


    I don't know what I am going to do with Orage while I'm gone. Glitter, should I temp him to a random person or will anyone here temp him?

  • name|| Gladys (Glad-is)
    age|| 30 Moons
    gender|| She-cat
    rank wanted|| Royal
    description||
    Gladys is a beautiful mackerel cream tabby and white she-cat. Her short, sleek and well-groomed fur is the color of coffee cream with a bit of a sandy shade with darker thin tabby stripes from head to toe. Her muzzle, belly, and paws are white. She has a tail scar and the symbol of the Royal on her, as all Royals do. She has round, unwavering sea-green eyes that are a beautiful mix of dark-green and blue. Her nose is a delicate pink while her pads are black and slightly roughened. She has long, white whiskers protruding from her muzzle and shorter ones above her eyes. She is small in size and lithe in shape, quite attractive too.
    Because she is a Royal, you'd expect to see her every moment as elegant and graceful, but that is not so. All her actions are in a normal and sometimes tough manner; she doesn't lift her chin up in vain when she passes by others or lick her paws in a delicate way, but she walks like a lioness ready to kill, her eyes sharp and alert and unfriendly.
    personality||
    Apart from the coldblooded evilness, Gladys is a serious she-cat that rarely gives out the slightest purr of laughter of warm expressions. She talks calmly but toughly, just so her underlings make sure they know who they're dealing with. She feels contempt for those are are always so silly and goofy; she appreciates it if the cats surrounding her, even her underlings, are more serious. She also believes in honor and respects those who have it, even if it is her victim. She believes that a victim who begs like a coward for his life to be spared has no honor and deserves no respect, but those who stand their ground and are determined never to plead to the enemy should be revered. This goes for those who betray their friends to sell their loyalties to the highest bidder, and because they irk her she will kill them eventually as long as they are an underling.
    history||
    Gladys was born from two Royals who very much had her personality. She had two other sisters that were like her, too. Ironically, the whole family was alike, accept that one of her sisters, Alena, wasn't as serious.
    Growing up, Gladys made a satisfactory trainee and was ensured the best education along with her sisters. Her sisters had the same intelligence as she did, and their parents were very proud of them.
    Sadly, the sister named Alena fell in love with subordinate and was expecting kits. Not that it wasn't allowed, but their father was ruthless. He wanted his three daughters to take mates that were no lower than Royals, but Alena refused. He then killed her and her kits out of fury, sending everyone to shock.
    Their mother, as angry as she was at Alena, started raging at her mate. She loved Alena too much to want her killed because of the matter, even if she didn't agree with it. The father was horrified with what he had just done, too, and didn't argue back when he was bashed and screeched at.
    Gladys alone did nothing. She always thought that out of her two sisters, Alena was the one who wasn't confined to the ways of Corruption. She would always say things that made her family drop their jaws, like saying that the prisoners weren't so bad. Thus she wasn't surprised that Alena's different personality sent her to her death; it was quite stupid, to be honest.
    Today Gladis lives a normal life in the Corruption, killing cats who make her angry and expecting her underlings to bow at site of her.
    mate -- crush||
    None.
    other||
    None.

    The post was edited 1 time, last by Lakesplash is out of state. ().

  • ATTENTION-- I have downsized the number of Krul Guards; there are now only a number of 3.
    That means only 1 spot is left.

  • Justy, I'll temp him if you want, but Glitty may have to, as I'll. . . no she'll be inactive longer than me, so I can if you want ^_^

  • Why is it that i put a y at the end of every nickname I make XD.

  • -gasp-


    Roleplaying?


    -gasp-


    In 2 weeks, City will be back!

  • Yes, we can now roleplay. The roleplay will be done on this thread, so there won't be any confusion. I will go ahead and start us off. From this point on, all out of post conversations should be titled so, [ ], ( ), or ooc. Thanks.



    r a v e -- the boss


    We do not live forever.


    Rave sat perched in her private tree, gazing across the sand hollow camp with a calm blue gaze. For many seasons, Corruption had lead to victory in battle and raising a new gang in the forest, outside the harsh conditions of the city. She was pleased...very pleased indeed. The thought of taking on a mate had even crossed her mind, and so the Boss had kept her eyes open towards the Royal toms. But such could always wait; enemies still lurked, and threats weaved around each and every corner of her territory, just waiting to spring at the she-cat's glory.
    With an impatient sigh, the sleek tabby drew a tongue over her paw and listened to the cries of the birds overhead, feeling peace wash over her buzzing mind. If only it would last.


    Just long enough to leave a mark.

    The post was edited 1 time, last by ❤ Ǥℓιттɛя ❤ ().

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    || Night || Slave Queen of Corruption ||

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    Hold on, to me as we go
    As we roll down this unfamiliar road
    And although this wave is stringing us along
    Just know you’re not alone
    Cause I’m going to make this place your home

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    Night sit under a bush, listening to the birds. Oh how beautiful! If only a sense of peace was always with her. But she was a Queen. And a Queen here was a bad thing.


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    Settle down, it'll all be clear
    Don't pay no mind to the demons
    They fill you with fear
    The trouble it might drag you down
    If you get lost, you can always be found

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  • ((I love how you know the exact number of weeks! I'm leaving in two days, then I'm gone for a week, then I am no longer inactive))


    Orage sat on a tree branch overhanging the camp. He stared down at the camp, specifically at Rave. Not only was he meant to notice everything in addition to protecting his friends and clanmates, but Rave was also another Royal, one of the few cats he could mate with, not that he thought about things like that.

  • ooc;;
    CITY!!!!!!!!! -huggles- City City City!


    ic;;
    The wind blew awesomely

  • r a v e -- the boss


    We do not live forever.


    Rave drew in a gentle breath of fresh air, twitching a silver ear and gazing across the blue sky. Arching her striped back, the slender Boss crept down from her tree in silence, landing neatly on the ground just below her den. Stomach growling, she pondered whether or not to send out a hunting party-- the food pile was growing smaller and smaller in Rave's, even being in a thriving season.


    Just long enough to leave a mark.