The Lesser Gods {Jetstream's Brothers!}

Starkwhite. · Sep 8th 2012

So, I've been imploding with muse for Jetstream, even so much that he ripped apart a fox just to amuse me lol, but sadly, I'm lacking in plots. As it turns out, two of Jetstream's siblings are still alive...they just don't have anyone to play them. That's woukd be why I'm posting this, I should think. A summery of his little story, his father betrayed him and killed his mother, abandoning Jetstream and leaving him to die, taking his two brothers with him. Jetstream eventuslly found and killed his father but his brothers were no where to be found. To know the rest, and TO APPLY, you must read Jetstream's bio. Just the history is sufficient. Here's the link:
http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=540353.0

Anyway, he has lots of kits, mates with Haemon, related to practically all high ranks like Dustsky and Backstab and plenty more. He and Haemon have like...their own army. Our family is HUGE.

So, of course there would be rules. This is THE Jetstream's family after all.
1.) Do not apply unless you know Jetstream. His family should be played by someone already familler to him.
2.) You must be literate, quality over quantity!
3.) These cats don't have to be evil if you don't want them to be. They didn't spend most of their lives in BloodClan.
4.) Don't do anything crazy with them without discussing it with me first, like killing them off or getting them exiled.
5.) These cats have to arrive to the clan together, not seperated.
6.) You're welcome to make their own history, though it must share the same origins as Jetstream's.
7.) They cannot be crippled in anyway.
8.) They do not have to have clan names.
9.) They can have as many litters as they want.
10.) BE ACTIVE!

Now, the cats you create are both males (duh) and may be:
All white, all black, black and white, brown tabby with white. The eyes may be amber, green, brown, and gray.

Ready to apply? Here's the form. It's not a code because I'm mobile right now. Yes, I'm doing this on mobile. That explains the sloppyness.

[Picture of Cat]
Name?
Why do you want this cat?
What do you plan on doing with him if you get him?
How do you know Jetstream?
What's his personality?
What does he look like?
Any plot ideas?
Rp sample, quoted AND with this cat.
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Exalted · Sep 8th 2012

Oh Satty, you know I'd apply for this. XD ---Tracking.

WORK IN PROGRESS...{Still adding stuff}

{ooc; I added history real quick so I could clarify some stuff for him...}

Name?
~~Realmkit ---> Realmpaw -->~~ Realmwalker

Why do you want this cat?
Do I need to answer this? You know I'm a hardcore Jetstream fanboy. One of my favorite cats out there. He's well-developed, his personality is disgustingly conflicted and tormented and he has a depth that most characters are severely lacking in.
Also, I love literate roleplays and the more I ~~stalkp~~ roleplay with you the better I can develop my own skills as a writter! ~~and i love you satttttyyyy~~

What do you plan on doing with him if you get him?

How do you know Jetstream?
WELL, I've read about him so much before RPing with him and jumped at the chance to be his apprentice (Tailpaw). When he had his first litter with Haemon I nearly had heart failure when you guys gave me Nocturne <3 RPing with him and reading posts with him in general are one of my guilty pleasures.
I'm trying out for his fourth litter because...must have more JetttyxHaemon! (favorite BloodClan couple)

What's his personality?
Wit and thought are the keenest weapons at your disposal; remember that before all else.

Not all demon's are malicious and cruel, some are indifferent and calm to the point of being unatural. Realmwalker is a quiet tom who hardly changes his expression from passive boredom.

Realm is a quiet feline, not usually choosing to interact with others unless it is absolutely necessary or if he sees them worthy of his attention. He is not at all timid, contary to his silent demeanor, but is forthgoing and confident, even slightly haughty at times.
He falls into his thoughts frequently, his intelligence being his greatest pride, and rightfully so since he is far smarter than what is assumed average.
He can be deceitful and conniving and most definitely manipulative when he feels it most benefits him, but he does have a heart and will not take things farther than is out of line. He is dignified and has gentlemanly manners, having had the upbringing of a lord, but beware of his dark side, because if you end up there, you're in for a hard time.

Like his black and white coat he can switch with ease between easy going and demonic fury though he rarely pushes into either line. It's much easier to remain neutral.

{If Oncey's Dandelion gets picked with him, Realm is pretty much the balance between Jetstream's cold and ruthless demeanor and Dandelion's upbeat and cheerful persona.}

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What does he look like?
Black as night, white as day. His base coat is a sleek and flawless landscape of white with a shadow draped down over his head and back, enshrouding his tail.
Black marks his top, stopping just under shoulders and flanks and curling at the edges of his neck like the cowl of a cape. His underbelly is devoid of color, his pads black as coal.

Brief History

They left that little welp to die by itself, alongside the still fresh corpse of the she-cat who had brought them all life.
Realm cast only a single glance back at the quivering black and white furball before setting his gaze forward and pushing his abandoned brother from his mind.
His mother's death? He showed not the slightest bit of despair.
Jetstream left behind? He hardly batted an eye.
It was not that Realm did not care, it was simply that he didn't have a proper grasp of emotions and as such was unable to convey his feelings.
From day one he found it difficult to put across how he felt and in time he deemed it an uncessary effort.
The silent tom simply didn't care, not when father eventually abandoned him and, assumedly, his other brother as well.
As far as he was concerned family was just a word that he could no longer lay claim to.
The young tom, apprentice aged around this time, stumbled across a clan of cats of which he'd heard many a tale and he joined their ranks if only for the mutual cooperation of having food and a place to stay.
He held no loyalty to them, didn't take the time to introduce himself or make friends. He may as well not have existed for all the time he remained there.
Then, on a spur of a moment, he grew bored of the place and left. It was then he stumbled across his brother and the two made an agreement to join this 'BloodClan' place they had heard of.
It seemed the proper home for two outcasts and vagabonds such as themselves.
Imagine the surprise when little Jetty greeted them at the border...

Any plot ideas?

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Dread, excitement, anxiety, it all mixed about inside his head in a miasm of uncertainty. The lithe brown apprentice was hardly the type to dwell on matters. When he'd been informed of his new mentor he allowed the information to skim the surface of his thoughts, but did not permit it to settle.
There wasn't much that could sway him from his usually relaxed and callous ways. He was a tom who knew what he wanted and, more often than not, got it.
So having a new mentor did nothing to phase him. If anything it created the most minimal of ripples across his somewhat boring, though peaceful, life.
It was a shock, then, when he finally stepped out of the comforting blackness of the apprentice den to find his mentor, this cat called Jetstream.
His beryl eyes landed on the most obvious cat within the camp without hesitation, a sleek black shadow with eyes like fire. Tailpaw had to pause to catch his breath, his mind conjuring a single word that spike fear along the ridges of his spine.
Death.
That cat was most certainly Jetstream. He'd heard the rumors, oh yes. He'd heard them many times, but as his usual manners had always brushed them aside. What did they matter to him? The stories of some cat he did not know?
Now he wished he had heeded each warning, for he was starring at a cat that may very well be carved from the night sky itself, molded and sculpted in the fires that burned everpresent in his nightmares.
Every instinct screamed in agony, pressed him to run, yet Tailpaw found himself standing as motionless as a rabbit kit in the shadow of a hawk.
It was a terror imprinted into the souls of his ancestors. The lions and tigers of ages past. They too knew fear as sharp and brittle as he did at this moment, though it was hard to comprehend.
Somewhere in the past a black terror had frozen them to the bone, gripped their hearts in ebony claws and wretched them from their chests.
Tailpaw knew that fear then, knew the iron grip that stilled him in his pawsteps. That locked his limbs in place.
The brown tabby tom had known such agony once before, long ago. The moon had waned and waxed many times since then, since the fire and the smell of smoke. Since the time he'd seen his first taste of what the darkness of the world had in store for the cats who strayed from the path of light.
Yet why was he in BloodClan then, if such a fear had once held him? Sometimes even he himself did not know. There was a reason, yet soon forgotten in his days as a mentorless apprentice.
Starring now, with wide emerald eyes, at the white cat drenched in darkness, he was reminded of all of this in the time it took one to blink their eyes.
The horror came, it passed, and Tailpaw pressed forward once more. Each earth-colored paw lifted and fell as his mind forced his body in motion while his heart bounded a frantic 'no' with each faltering stride.
"You must be Jetstream?" The words came unbidden from his lips as though he had been preordained to say them; his tone held sturdy and did not quiver as he felt within. On the outside he was presentable, inside he was dying. Writhing in the agony of a fox in a snare, knowing that soon the hunter would come and to escape he woud gnaw his own limb off without hesitation.
"I'm Tailpaw." His replies remained cool, nonchalant, as though he was unaware he faced death itself in cat form.
He's dangerous, they said. Violent, they said. Surely not all rumors are true? Perhaps I am mistaken.
And even as he though such he dismissed it immediately. No. This cat. There was no denying it.
He'd been apprenticed to a demon with black fur.

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Realm will be getting two Soul Director's when he arrives in BloodClan. They work as a unit of conflicting personalities.
Comedicmask is a joker and an upbeat tom while his sister Tragicstory is more morose and withdrawn.

He'll also have Multiple Possessions and hence his name will 'walk the realm' between subconciousness and conciousness of other creatures.
I plan to, in the future, have him near death and jump to another animal as his new body.
{and then Jetty's brother was a wolf. huzzah.}

Darkeye · Sep 8th 2012

[font=Georgia]Track. (:

Silverwing61 · Sep 8th 2012

tracking~ I want to see who gets it, but none of my kitties have ever met him, so I would guess I don't know him. :) But Darkred did meet Jokerpaw.

Heartwolf · Sep 8th 2012

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Name?: Dunamis {Latin Word for Power}
Why do you want this cat?
What do you plan on doing with him if you get him?
How do you know Jetstream?
What's his personality?
What does he look like?
Any plot ideas?
Rp sample, quoted AND with this cat.
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purplejewel · Sep 8th 2012

Track

Exalted · Sep 8th 2012

~~yeah that's right Morphy! i'm number one stalker!~~

??× ? · Sep 8th 2012

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]Would love to apply! Buttt... Jax has never met Jetstream directly.[:

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Owltalon · Sep 8th 2012

Must apply this sounds awesome<3 ~~And I'm a Bloodclan museful freak~~

~~I beat you all. I stalk everyone *Muhahaha* /shot/~~

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Name? Dandelion
Why do you want this cat? Who doesn't want to play a brother of Jetstream? I mean...it's Jetstream xD I also have lots of muse for BC at the moment and I found this plot really cool and more plots could easily be developed in the future. Another reason is I've always wanted to have a polar opposite to Jetstream. I would have done it with Twistedpaw, but being raised in that environment it would have been unlikely for her to be pure xP
What do you plan on doing with him if you get him? ~~Lots of evil things~~ Hmm. I was thinking of having him just as the polar opposite of Jetty for now, maybe Jetty's little stalker, scolding him on things xD I don't really plan on him having many litters, he may not even get a mate. *shrug* I'm still thinking.
How do you know Jetstream? Well, it's quite simple, xD He's a 3rd tier of Bloodclan and I play a deputy and I've known him for quite some time~ Also, I play his daughter Twistedpaw c:
What's his personality? A sassy b*tch.
That's it. That's the sum of it basically.

Okay, so Dandelion is basically your polar opposite to Jetty. He's a complete idiot, and believes in peace, not killing. He is a major believer in Starclan and believes they exist ~~hallelujah!~~. Dandelion is very stubborn about certain things and tries to show no fear when in the face of his brother, which in truth he doesn't fear, he just finds Jetstream a big bully. A sassy cat at heart, he is out to get you and scold you for your wrong doing. His way of scolding? Sit-downs and a discussion on what you did wrong. He believes he is doing the right thing and see's himself as righteous. Okay, now let's get to his intelligence. On a scale of 1-0 I give him a -5 because of his utter stupidity. He isn't very smart, in fact the only smart thing he has is his smart a** mouth. Other than that he's basically clueless.

What does he look like? A brown brown tabby with a white chest, paws and tip of tail. He has green eyes.

Any plot ideas? None at this moment. But I plan on him stalking Jetty around.

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[font=times new roman]Extra notes? Think of Trenderman(go looks him ups, he's amazing) that is Dandelion xD

Starkwhite. · Sep 8th 2012

Yessss! Welcome to Narnia! This will end in a week or two.

Exalted · Sep 8th 2012

Edited mine some, gotta add more to it, but critique would be nice if anyone has time. :3

Starkwhite. · Sep 8th 2012

It's great. :)

romans · Sep 8th 2012

[Center][font=georgia]Track c:

purplejewel · Sep 8th 2012

[Picture of Cat]
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::Name:: Xavier

::Why do you want this cat:: Because Jetstream is freaking awesome! I absolutely adore him and his wicked little ways. So to have a cat with bragging rights as being Jetstreams brother would be awseomly awesome! Yeah, just bragging right mostly.
But I also need more BC kitties. EVIL RULES!

::What do you plan on doing with him if you get him::
Buy him the ability to manipulate emotions and cause chaos everywhere he goes! I will have him stay in Bloodclan cause bad kitties are the best. That way they could be like a little trio of bloodclan badness! He will use his ability to manipulate emotions to his advantage, often using it on BC's enemies.

::How do you know Jetstream:: Who doesn't know of the famous Jetstream? Anyway in a battle I liked how you rped him and every since then I've stalked him creepily. I also applied to one of his litters.

::What's his personality:: Xavier is a quite tom. He doesn't say much usually, he isn't much of a chatter. He'd much rather stare at you and blink those large eyes, his face clearly saying, "Idiot". By the way he usually acts one might think he is slow and you can easily push him over. Don't make that mistake. Like a spider hiding in his trap, Xavier hides in his body. And when the time is right he comes out with lightening speed and strikes! Don't let him start to speak, his words can come out like honey and next thing you know your doing just what he wants.

Xavier isn't one that likes to be bothered with petty things. Take the kits someone else, talk about nothing. This tom takes no nonsense. Sure he seems laid back, but if you don't shut your gob you'll be missing your tongue. He is one who loves to see other's wither and squirm and pain. Making things, slow, long, and terrifying. He is one to torture you with either his claws or words and enjoy every minute of it. He has no qualms against toying with a she-cat's heart or a tom's life

::What does he look like::
Snow, soft, delicate, white, innocent, clean.
Perhaps that is why most cats think Xavier is so easy. His pelt is the softest, cleanest, purest white you have ever seen. That lush pelt flows like a white lake. The only color on his pelt are his two back paws which are jet black and the tip on his tail. Oh, yeah I almost forgot, he has a pink scar right on his chest, as if someone had tried to ripe out his heart. He has many different stories on his he got that scar. Other then those markings, his pelt is white and unblemished.

And then you have those eyes. Those intense, sea green eyes that churn and bubble with emotion. Those eyes that can stare at you so intently you would think they are digging into your soul. Xavier's build is a little more then any average tom. He is not particularly robust, but he does have muscles that are clearly defined. His body doesn't look all that intimidating, but he is built to kill. Those long claws that are kept to the peek of sharpness. Sometimes he just is crouched there staring at you and you get the feeling that he is getting ready to pounce!

Any plot ideas::
•Buy him the ability to manipulate emotions

•perhaps used as a spy because he doesn't look very dangerous.

•I'll have him stay in BC with his brother.

::Rp sample, quoted AND with this cat::

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Jaxom padded through the streets. This was a rare moment of freedom for him. He had managed to get away from his master and sneak out. He was free at last. The pitbull walked the streets as a lone figure. Dogs that saw him shrunk. Twolegs that noticed him pulled their children away. He didn't care he preferred to be left alone. All of them just meant pain. And he had, had enough of pain.

The brown and white dog walked into the park as if he owned it. He shot a glare at some mutt as it rushed off. Why couldn't they all just leave him alone. They don't bother him he wouldn't kill them. His claws clipped against the cement as he headed for the pond. The cold weather would have made anyone shiver but he was already cold inside. What did it matter what is was like outside when inside was in turmoil. With a sigh the large dog stood looking into the water. He glared at his own face. With his sad chocolate eyes and square jaw that contained his deadly teeth. A sigh escaped him and his heart grew hit for a moment. She had loved the water. She had often taken Jaxom for walks through the park with a small pond back home. They would just sit next to the water and forget the troubles at home. But that was gone. She was gone.

With a grunt he got up. If he wanted to remain free he had better get on the move. Master would be after him so he had to get far away. The dog was about to leave the park when a laugh caught his attention. It was a sweet innocent laugh, one which obviously enjoyed life. Jaxom spun around as he tried to locate where it came from. There, a girl ran through the park laughing and smiling. She had dark honeyed skin and flowing raven hair. It was her! It was his true love. Jaxom let out a bark and wagged his tail. For a second he was the pup who had loved a girl. With another bark the muscular dog rushed after the girl. He was barking so loud and running so fast many twoleg stopped to look at him. The girl turned to look at him and screamed. Jaxom stopped dead in his tracks. That was a scream of terror. He looked around confused. What was wrong? What had scared her? He would ripe them apart he would protect his girl. The pitbull started to growl and snarl. The girl screamed again and rushed to other twolegs. Jaxom rushed after her as she hid behind some adults. She screamed at him and other twolegs started to throw rocks and sticks at him. He snarled and swiped. He had to get to her. The girl peeked behind a twoleg and gazed at him with eyes full of fear. Jaxom stopped and just stared at her. Those weren't her eyes. That wasn't his girl. Too late.

Jaxom was once again in a cage. Twolegs with nest and ropes had come to take him away and place him in another cage. He stared at the floor. What did it matter what they did to him? His girl was dead and he should be too. His ears pricked up as he heard a familiar voice shouting. He sat up and growled. He was coming. His master. A tall man appeared in the hallway. He opened the cage and stepped in. He had a silver bar in his hand. Jaxom backed up to a corner snarling and growling. The twoleg smiled.
"I missed you Jaxom. You were wrong to run."
Jaxom didn't understand his words but he knew what was coming. He snarled. "Bring it master. Let's see how far we can go before I'm knocked unconscious." With another snarl he lunged for the human. The man side stepped and smacked Jaxom with the bar like a baseball bat. The pitbull was tossed to the other side of the room, but don't worry he was used to beatings like that. With only a shake of his head he got up and growled. He looked like a true killer dog. "Is that all you got?" Was his snarling reply.

As much as Jaxom would have loved to tear his master apart he knew he couldn't beat him and he wasn't really looking forward to broken bones and such. His eyes flickered to the door and he smiled. Stupid twoleg leaving the door unguarded. The muscular dog raised himself tall and fearsome he bristled and lunged for the towleg. Just as he wanted his master jumped back against the wall. Jaxom grinned. "Look who the master is now." With out a backwards glance he bolted out of her cage and down the hall.
"Get that dog!" Twolegs called after him. He wasn't going back he was never going back. He rushed towards the automatic doors and for freedom.

He couldn't stop. If he stopped his master would catch up to him. He had to keep going and never stop. The large dog looked behind him. The city had all but vanished. Houses grew farther and farther apart, until it seemed like he would be walking forever till he got to the next one. A grumbled sounded in his ears. He nearly jumped into the air trying to locate the sound. Was that their monsters coming after him? Or were they shooting at him with a thunder stick? He heard the rumbling again. He looked down and sighed. It was just his stomach. He was hungry and rightly so. You think a master like that fed his dog much.

Jaxom swiveled his head as he glanced at what was around him. Nothing really. He spotted a farm up ahead, maybe they had a trashcan he could go through. At a trot he made his way to the farm. As he got closer he scented other animals. At least he thought they were animals. He had never scented such creatures before. Soon he saw what his nose was tasting and stood gawking for a moment. What were the horned creatures? And the tall massive ones? His eyes were wide and curious like a pup. A noise caught his attention and he saw the chickens. Those looked reasonable, small and plump. With a grin and a like of his jaw Jazom headed towards dinner.

Xavier

::Extra notes:: GO PACKERS!!!

??× ? · Sep 8th 2012

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]Jaxom<3 Ahaha we almost have the same name.. imma name my cat Jaxom now. ;A;

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Napolyan · Sep 8th 2012

[Picture of Cat]
Name?

Why do you want this cat?

What do you plan on doing with him if you get him?

How do you know Jetstream?

What's his personality?

What does he look like?

Any plot ideas?

Rp sample, quoted AND with this cat.

Extra notes?

springcloud · Sep 8th 2012

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Name? -- Vendetta

Why do you want this cat? -- ~~I'm bored lol 8U~~ Hah, more like why not! >:I Jetstream is pretty darn awesome, and I'd love to have the bragging rights. >3 Plus, I need to have an excuse to get more active in BloodClan. D:

What do you plan on doing with him if you get him? -- Hmm… ~~I might roleplay him a bit. I dunno. ;A;~~ I'll try to get him in a non-r*****, not-cheesy plot that involves something amazing in BloodClan. c:
How do you know Jetstream? -- ~~What? Somebody doesn't know Jetstream?~~ I know 'em cause all of my BloodClan cats hate him. ;^; And not by choice. ~~Curse you Everthorn…!~~ I've also applied for his latest litter. ♥

What's his personality? -- Vendetta, unlike his name, is not a violent cat by choice. He prefers to keep to the sidelines, watching, waiting. He actually loathes she-cats ~~and will go into the (TOMS ONYL!!!1!1) threads just to mock the she-cats~~ actually preferring to hang out with other toms. Vendetta isn't gay, per se, but he isn't exactly heterosexual, either.

The large tomcat might be covered in scars, but that was due to his life as a loner. He's pretty smart and doesn't take any b******* from anycat, but he is also rather thick at times. His stubbornness is a fatal flaw of his, just like his adoration for poppyseeds and catnip. He doesn't take the drugs from Backstab's den, but takes the near-daily trek down to the river where he'll grow a small, personal, private supply.

What does he look like? -- Vendetta is a brown and white tabby with deep green eyes and several scars, though not near as many as his big brother. His tail was broken at the base, and now trails on the ground after him because it didn't heal correctly. His left ear is completely gone, just leaving a tattered and ugly stump. The tom isn't thin and weedy like some of his Clanmates, but neither is he as large as Jetstream. Vendetta is in the happy middle of the two sizes, standing several paw-lengths over many cats, but also having many cats stand taller than him.

His brown and white pelt is crisscrossed with many scars because of his life as a loner. His paws are white,

Any plot ideas? -- Uhm, actually when I typed up his small patch of drugs, I got a sudden idea that he could be a drug seller. ._. Buuuuuuuuut… I dunno if that'd be appropriate. xD

More will be coming forthwith. |D

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`simplicity wrote:

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Bane was already large and scarred, the black tomkit the size of a to-be and as scarred as a full member of the Tribe. His green eyes were hard as they landed on Silhouette and he sneered in distaste. Bane of Raging Wolf associated Silhouette with the rejection of his family. She was there when his mother left, she was there when his siblings broke away. It was her fault.

He wished he could go and rip off her pretty expression violently with his fangs and claws, but a tiny, almost-dead part of him stayed his young paws.

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Vendetta's right ear pricked at the call to congregate, his left ear just a stump. The brown and white tabby strode powerfully to where the leader of BloodClan sat, glancing around inconspicuously for his brothers. But then he shrugged, figuring that there would be a commotion when Jetstream and [insert other brother's name here] arrived. There always was, from either admirers or haters.

His tail dragged behind him as he glided forward, reminding him with a soft growl when it was broken by a stupid rogue. A now dead stupid rogue. A sneer curled his lips and he flexed his claws, reliving a rare murder he had actually enjoyed.

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[justify][size=8]Extra notes? -- Nurp. ♥

Russetleap · Sep 8th 2012

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name;;
Du'an [DOO-AHN: A Serbian name meaning "Soul"]

why you want this cat;;
It's Jetstream's brother, who in the name of everything wouldn't want to be apart of this? I could plot up some amazing; well, plots for this character too, and I think they would level out my muse issues greatly. And, I need some more Bloodclan characters; in fact, I need some pure evil characters, Translucentpaw just wont do.

what do you plan on doing with him;;
Turn him into an amazing cat that the site will surely remember, that's for sure. I'll probably plot with Nuka for him to do something awesome in the little "Corpse Army" that Nuka has made, and I think it may turn out rather well.

how do you know jetstream;;
I know Jetstream is suspicious of Translucentpaw, that's how I was introduced to him. Jetstream is the ultimate villain, and is the kind of character that makes me squeal. He's the typical bad a** character that you just want to snuggle until he violently claws out your eyes. So, to sum it all up in a short sentence? Jetstream is the famous villain that I learned about by roleplaying Translucentpaw; I simply want to snuggle him.. Okay?

what is his personality;;
A devious little devil, that is for sure. He seems to be the all-time bad boy, that the girls just flail over. With his charming good looks at his side, he seems to be the cat that you just want too -flay-. He's annoying, persuasive, and an absolute jerk. He's the kind of cat that could be caught beating his mate, he would be the one too over work his children, and would be the one to pick fights with every-cat that got in his face. So, basically, just don't get yourself tangled in his fur, you'll regret it.

what does he look like;;
He was probably the second largest in the litter; and probably stands up a few inches above Jetstream's shoulder(s). Du'an is a big boy, though, he seems a bit lankier than his bigger brother. Of course, I wouldn't let that fool you! This kitty can surely pack a punch, and is the farthest from a wimp. His fur is heavily layered and seems to be an off-white almost, more of a silvery color than anything else. The tom's eyes are a steely grey color, with a minty blue tint. These eyes are lined with a thick layer of "eye liner", almost as if he is wearing mascara. Upon his left shoulder-blade is a horrendous jagged gash, that (unlike the picture i gave), trails down across his rib cage and slashes across his underbelly. His back right paw is missing two claws, and seems to always cause him trouble, probably because it was crushed in the past. Though, of course, Du'an wouldn't dare show any sort of pain to -any-cat- he would rather look at them, give them a smug grin, and slap that silly smile right off their faces. Beneath his two steely grey\blue eyes is a charcoal black nose, seeming to match his "mascara" in a rather contrasted fashion. Usually beneath said nose is a devious and taunting smirk, ivory fangs bared, and a sickening chuckle following.

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I'll probably plot with Nuka for him to do something awesome in the little "Corpse Army" that Nuka has made, and I think it may turn out rather well.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=7pt]That, pretty much. ^^

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with du'an

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Starkwhite. · Sep 8th 2012

Bump! Omg...I don't know who to choose! They're all so cool.

Starkwhite. · Sep 8th 2012

Bump~