Posts by Annie

Jaypaw caught sight of Lacepaw and his tail tip twitched, he wanted to go after her and try to help but he couldn't help but catch himself about the last time he tried helping. She thinks of you just like the rest of them do, a rogue among clan cats.

Make some more characters?

(Jay still doesn't have a mentor. He doesn't need a ceremony or anything he just needs a mentor.-.)

||Liam||Gabriel||D'ashante||
Age: Sixteen.
Gender: Boy.
Personality: Liam is a very quiet, very shy boy. He doesn't talk much, in fact he rarely talks at all. He is a bit of an outcast among the others, never really getting close to any of them or putting must trust in them. He's reserved, secretive, and almost antisocial. He prefers to read, play his guitar, and draw as opposed to hanging out with other kids.
Family: A member of the Royal Family.
History: Liam had a pretty normal life, though he never spoke much or interacted with anyone. Even his siblings don't really know much about him.
Power: He is a shifter.
Crush: None.
Likes:
-Winter.
-His red hoodie.
-Reading.
-Peace and quiet.
-His guitar.
-Cloudy/foggy days.
Dislikes:
-Thunder.
-Swimming.
-Hot days.
Fears:
-Drowning.
-Thunder.
Would you like a position: A member of the royal family.
Plot ideas: None at the moment, I'm too tired.
Other: Hello:) and I think I might want him to be in the closet if that's okay, almost all my characters are gay so:P

He chuckled, rubbing his eyes like a little kid. "I can try.." he said quietly, not really sure if he could even control himself enough to do that.

OOC: ...Recap? I'm kind of confused on what exactly is going on right now.

Ivykit suddenly crouched down and pounced on Mousekit, followed shortly by Pouncekit. The three rolled and tumbled about.

OOC: @Venomfang , he can kill one of the kits or Jaypaw. Well, injure Jay within an inch of his life.
And hey Snowy, I guess I'm permanently playing Mouse, Pounce, and Ivy..

OOC: Yes ma'am. If you read his bio you should know how he acts enough to just take him over, right? I wanna keep Pounce, but Ivy is probably gonna stay open.

↭ "Cats of the city," a cry rang out through the deserted, desolate alleys as a black she-cat addressed the rogues and ex-clan cats from atop a broken down monster. All the present cats knew her as Viper, the snakelike black she-cat with vivid, almost painful golden eyes. The lanky she-cat's eyes flickered over the cats gathering around her as her nerves swelled. Addressing these cats and having them accept her as leader was a difficult thing for the lone-star style rogue. She took a breath and continued, "As you know, the world we once knew as home is no more. The Clans of the forest have all but vanished, rogues and loners alike have grouped together, and the two legs are no more." Viper couldn't help but look for their reaction, the more she spoke the more comfortable she became with it.
"The apocalypse has come, my fellow survivors, and the time to join as one is upon us. I have spoken to some the the clan cats who remain and their ancestors, they've agreed to help me build a Clan." she raised her freakishly long tail to keep the silence, knowing a few cats in the crowd might protest, "We can unite and thrive, or disband and die. That is the only truth I know right now. I don't like it anymore than most of you, but we survived the end of the world. What can stop us now?" she was getting into it now, Viper leapt down from the smashed monster, into the ranks of the mixed cats.
"Who will join me?" she yowled, challenge in her voice and her golden eyes. "Who will stand as the first cats of ToxicClan?"

↭All WCRPG rules apply.
↭This is advanced, no one-liners, pictures for appearances, or 'find out in roleplay''s for personalities.
↭Each character needs their own form.
↭Don't start things without letting me know first; prophecies, time skips, etc.
↭Don't be unrealistic and make your characters interesting. Make them unique, give them flaws, give them weird quirks.
↭This is an apocalypse roleplay, so...the world kind of just ended. They can be mourning the loss of their kin/clan.
↭Yes you do have to fill out the Roleplay Sample in every form because that should be your response to the intro.
↭Have fun:) that was the whole point to begin with.

↭User Name:
↭Nick Name:
↭Activity Level:
↭Roleplay Level:

↭Name:
↭New [Clan] Name:
↭Age:
↭Gender:
↭Rank:
↭Rank Wanted:

↭Physical Description:
↭Scent:
↭Persona:
↭Favorite Saying:

↭Weaknesses:
↭Strengths:
↭Fears:

↭Family:
↭Mate/Crush:
↭Kits:

↭History:

↭Roleplay Sample:


[color=#00FF00]↭Current Members↭
[color=#00FF00]
↭Leaders [02:03]: Viper {Played by Annie}
Holo {Played by Holostar}
↭Deputies [00:03]: None. {To be decided in roleplay, spot reserved for Twisted}
↭Medicine Cats [00:03]: None.
↭Warriors [01:30]: Twisted {Played by Coral}
↭Queens [00:15]: None.
↭Apprentices [00:30]: None.
↭Kits [00:45]: None.
↭Elders [00:10]: None.

[color=#00FF00]↭User Name: Annie
↭Nick Name: Annie
↭Activity Level: On-and-off. More active at night and the weekends.
↭Roleplay Level: Intermediate.

↭Name: Viper.
↭New [Clan] Name: Spiderstar.
↭Age: Twenty-seven moons.
↭Gender: She-cat.
↭Rank: Rogue.
↭Rank Wanted: Leader.

↭Physical Description: Viper is a very lanky, slender black she-cat. She has a spider-like appearance, her limbs almost impossibly long, but her long body and tail also give her snakelike qualities. She has vibrant, piercing golden eyes that often portray her as a fierce, challenging she-cat. Her short fur is pitch black, it seems to suck the surrounding light in instead of reflecting in in a shine like most cats' coats. She has small, delicate looking paws to tip her willowy legs and small, very pointed ears. Her nose is oddly black and so are her hardened paw pads.
↭Scent: She smells of the city, but once you get closer there is the softest accent of the mountains.
↭Persona: Viper is a quiet, freakishly intelligent she-cat. She's witty, but with her smarts comes a cunning, manipulative side. She's loyal, protective, and most of the time a natural leader. The black cat can be rude and hostile, she can be soft spoken and thoughtful, she can be strong and independent, she can be lethal and relentless...Viper is a very complex she-cat with thoughts and emotions to match.
↭Favorite Saying: Morituri te salutamus.

↭Weaknesses: Viper hates large crowds, they make her nervous. She's a fantastic liar when she wants to be, making it harder for cats to trust her. She also suffers from panic attacks at times. Viper has little-to-no fear of taking another cat's life, making her seem ruthless to her peers. She also has chronic nightmares.
↭Strengths: Viper is built for speed and stealth, making her a brilliant hunter and stealth fighter. She's smart, especially in battle.
↭Fears: Viper always dreaded drowning, she still has reoccurring nightmares about meeting a watery grave.

↭Family: None living. {Open}
↭Mate/Crush: Viper likes she-cats, she has yet to find herself another she-cat with the same taste. {Open to she-cats}
↭Kits: None.

↭History: Viper has the average history of a loner...she was born to a loner and was abandoned not long after she learned to hunt. She grew up on her own in the mountains, hardly ever meeting another cat. Not so long ago the earthquakes began and she was forced to flee to the city, witnessing the chaos she instinctively began snapping orders and trying to get as many cats to safety as she could. Without really meaning to, she became a leader to these cats. A few of the surviving clan cats encouraged her to begin her clan, so here she is.

↭Roleplay Sample: "Cats of the city," a cry rang out through the deserted, desolate alleys as a black she-cat addressed the rogues and ex-clan cats from atop a broken down monster. All the present cats knew her as Viper, the snakelike black she-cat with vivid, almost painful golden eyes. The lanky she-cat's eyes flickered over the cats gathering around her as her nerves swelled. Addressing these cats and having them accept her as leader was a difficult thing for the lone-star style rogue. She took a breath and continued, "As you know, the world we once knew as home is no more. The Clans of the forest have all but vanished, rogues and loners alike have grouped together, and the two legs are no more." Viper couldn't help but look for their reaction, the more she spoke the more comfortable she became with it.
"The apocalypse has come, my fellow survivors, and the time to join as one is upon us. I have spoken to some the the clan cats who remain and their ancestors, they've agreed to help me build a Clan." she raised her freakishly long tail to keep the silence, knowing a few cats in the crowd might protest, "We can unite and thrive, or disband and die. That is the only truth I know right now. I don't like it anymore than most of you, but we survived the end of the world. What can stop us now?" she was getting into it now, Viper leapt down from the smashed monster, into the ranks of the mixed cats.
"Who will join me?" she yowled, challenge in her voice and her golden eyes. "Who will stand as the first cats of ToxicClan?"

Username;; Annie
Cat Name;; Vixen
Position;; Warrior I think o.e aspires to be Deputy.
Breif Description;; Vixen is a ruddy ginger-brown she-cat with orange-gold eyes. She has a bushy tail, long, pointed ears, and a slightly long muzzle. All in all, she's easily mistaken for a small fox. Her legs are long and slender, making her taller than the average cat, and she has a slender, long, lanky frame with an extremely long tail to match.
RP sample[for hp];; Vixen sighed as she awoke, her jaws parting in a wide yawn that flashed her sharp white teeth. Today was going to be one of those days, she could feel it. She stood and stretched out her long frame and willowy legs, feeling every muscle waking with a dull aching sensation.
Others;; Vixen is a lesbian, just saying. She doesn't like toms, but she's in the closet.

Jaypaw sighed, laying down and resting his chin on his paws. Ivykit and Pouncekit wrestled not far off and the tom made a point to keep his intense blue gaze on them. They didn't know how lucky they were sometimes. Being a kit meant no responsibilities, no expectations. He smirked and Pouncekit pinned his sister, only to be wrestled back into a mesh of fur and flying paws. He remember when he, Nettle, Leaf, and Tumble used to wrestle like that. He missed his siblings, they'd all left and were probably dead now. He flinched as a triumphant yowl broke his thoughts, Pouncekit had managed to pin Ivykit finally.

Ivykit huffed. "Geroffme!" she mumbled, shoving her furball of a brother off. She pointedly stuck her nose up as she padded away, wanting to explore by herself. Pouncekit made some smart allic remark about her being a sore loser, but she disregarded it. The little tabby was easily distracted as a butterfly fluttered past. With a marrow of amusement she bounced after it, heading unnoticed towards the edge of camp.

Hm, I like:) accepted! Spread the word.
And I love S&W.

She's right...it says powers in her roleplay but not in the form? Explain, without the powers she's accepted! welcome to the clan and spread the word!

"Mousekit!" Jaypaw snatched the tom up and bundled all three of the kits into the nursery.

Go for it, deputy I think too or leader, wait til more people join.

Hey Star:D
Welcome to the apocalypse, cat style:) reread the rules please!