Posts by rummy

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  • hellooooo~ [newbie]

    [font=georgia][color=white]i has a friend.
    who is on this site.
    with loadsa fk.
    and they don't use it.
    and they're giving it to me.
    :3


    vizzi~ hello fellow life failer!

  • looking at myself in the mirror ( open )

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    [justify][font=georgia]The prospect of love didn't really concern Plasmakit as she didn't really know what it was, so she was wading deeper into unknown territory with an idea of messing up love. Padding over to the group of cats the red and white tabby kitten gave a friendly smile, electric green eyes bright. [color=black]"Hello!" she purred, sitting down and tilting her head to the side in a happy, curious way. [color=black][b]"What are you doing?"

  • ※;;Stay away from me ± The beast may kill me;;※ [CORNELIUS LEAVES?!]

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    [justify][font=georgia]The kitten wasn't probably choosing the best time to intrude, especially since she had just wandered into the middle of a drama-fear, but decided to stay anyway and see what all the fuss was about. Red and white tabby fur sticking out after a messy day of rolling around, Plasmakit bounded up to Silverpaw, Kallik, Tuxedomask and the bloodied Cornelius. What was going on? The femme tilted her head, green eyes stretched wide in uncertain confusion. [color=pink]"What's going on?"

  • let me feel your claws! { open, eclipsebone holds a kit training session! }

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    [justify][font=georgia]"Waaaaaiiiiiit~!"
    The red and white tabby kitten scampered over to Eclipsebone eagerly, her long tail lashing behind her, her fur ruffled and messy. She paused to catch her breath from running, then looked up again with bright emerald optics. "Can I come too? Because I reeeeaaaally wanna come wherever you're going because I just love adventures and-" she paused, looking around as if realising she had been speaking loudly and quickly. [color=pink]"I mean- can I come too? Please?"

  • ★ diarypaw x lezi harbringer ★ grandkits of aima ★

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    My favourite Taylor Swift song would have to be... Trouble. that's right, I listen to Taylor Swift. Meh.
    &&finished




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    name
    Phantomas
    gender
    Male
    sexuality
    Bisexual




    appearance
    [i]basic;;     ghostly white savannah with pale crimson eyes.
    detailed;; If one asks you to picture a ghost, the first thing you'll think of is something white, no? Something pale, translucent, floating in the dark, haunting. Something unknown, mysterious, otherworldly... Something white. And this here is Phantomas. An apparition, he appears almost nonexistent, a pale white spectre. Phantomas is a snowy, ghostly savannah male, with only slight, shimmering markings adorning his pale pelt. He is a majestic creature, that cannot be denied, and stands taller than the average cat, even more so with genes from his father and grandmother; colossal, you could say, but that is a brutish, visible word. Phantomas here is more eerie. His ears are typically large and bat like, rounded at the top but tall and wide, and his nose is the palest of grey-pinks; it appears as if every part of him is pale. Even his tail-rings are a pale silver, merging with the white of his base-coat to create a sort of metallic sheen, giving him even more of a phantom-like appearance.
    Phantomas's eyes are matching to his pale-theme, though as you would guess, since he is an albino, they are red. A pale crimson, they seem faded and washed out, though still bloody and tinted with a strange fire. Overall he is a handsome, ghostly male, if not a little too white.




    persona
    basic;;
    detailed;; Silence. Silence envelops this tall but lanky tom, wrapping around him and shrouding him in a thick fog. He's so quiet it's scary; he rarely speaks, he just performs his missions as he goes along, calm, quiet. He has emotions and isn't afraid to show them with his stance, his face; a smirk, grin, or frown usually distinguishes how he feels quite clearly, and his bristling or flat fur separates anger and fear from trust.
    'I may not be stronger, but I am faster.' His calm acceptance of his lack of power is his main asset; he is unafraid to point out his weaknesses, but he can just as quickly point out his strengths without fail. He understands he isn't the strongest of cats, but he knows he is fast; like an eel he is slippery, and hard to grasp.
    Phantomas is adaptable. He is made to be a spy, an assassin, lurking in the dark, but can adapt to open fighting, to the desert, the forest, a mountain... It seems like he was built to change accordingly to his surroundings and circumstances. He can switch from offensive to defensive in an instant, and is like a snake in the way he attacks; watching, waiting, watching, waiting, before striking quickly and vanishing.




    rp sample
    [spoiler][justify][font=georgia][color=black]The white ghost slithered through the night, floating through the territory eerily as if he really was a spirit. Silence rang loudly throughout the desert, the now-freezing, black desert, resonating loudly in large, sensitive, snowy ears. Everything was quiet, too quiet, creating an enormous amount of pressure which swelled around and behind the albino serval's shoulder blades as he stalked through the dark, heading towards the river. Bloody eyes focusing on the ebony water, the young brute crouched at the bank, tilting his head back to the full moon, drinking in its light almost hungrily, his crimson eyes staring upwards before shifting to the water. A strange tugging deep in the pit of his stomach spread to course through his veins, pumping with the blood, and he experimentally patted the river water before slinking into it, shivering at the feeling of the cold, slick liquid running past him. He paddled at first clumsily to the other side, hauling himself up and out as the sand stuck to him, and he growled, flicking his tongue out of his maw like a snake and licking some sand from his paw and spitting it out. "Ugh," Phantomas murmured, looking back at the water, then at the moon, before plunging back into the icy river to swim again. "Mng..."

  • Look at the stars, look how they shine for y{o}u

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 250px;][justify][font=georgia]Curiosity pricked at the young tom and he raised his head, his ears pricking and swivelling in the direction of Silverkit, Skypaw and Wrathfulpaw. He yawned, feeling the sun that filtered towards him warm his ebony back, and he stretched, revelling in the soft kiss of the light bring him to his alabaster paws. The black furred, white pawed kitten known as Starkkit blinked golden oculars as he looked around, stopping three femmes and slowly padding towards them, offering a small, sweet, shy smile. "Hello," Starkkit greeted in his strangely quiet little voice, blinking kindly. "I'm Starkkit; who are you?"[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=black][align=center][font=times new roman]male - kit - shadowclan - grandson of paragonstar - black with white paws, gold eye[color=#00FDFE]s    [/fancypost]