( Maybe Noonpaw could be the one who forces her, if you don't want Snake to do that)
Novemberbliss saw SnakeTounge get up and leave her laying all alone in her nest. She stood up and looked around for someone to talk to. She saw the group of cats and stumbled towards them. "Hey guys" She called loudly, "How about we play some truth of dare"
(Ok)
November swallowed some more catnip, and sat down beside Fallensilence "I'm sorry Fallen, you want some catnip?" She tossed some over towards Fallen. "Ill go first, Wedding truth or dare?"
"Wedding I dare you to..." she moved closer to whisper it in her ear. "Climb that tree and jump out on Fallen" She smiled at the thought of the look of sunrise that that would be on her face. November let out another laugh and looked at Noonpaw a flirty smile on her face.
She collapsed in a fit of crazy giggles."OK, now it's Wedding's turn" November called out to the other guests, impatient for the game to continue.
"Sure." November said sceptically "I like water, we're Riverclan, duhh" She rand to the river and leaped into it diving deep to catch a fish. She came up with a bass and walked back to the clearing. "Easy!"
I love doctor horrible it is just amazing! and all the songs are so funny yet sad. Which one are you? Cause I would loveeee to he Doctorkit.
I had this really awesome, and yet quite crazy and weird plot idea. So I decided to post it here XD. What if there was a giant group of loners and rouge in the forest, but there not a group or clan, they are one huge family! It would start out with these two cats that have this one dream of being surrounded by their family. The family tree would be amazing. Of course there would be in breeding, but rouges and loners can be ‘adopted by the older people of the clan. Think of the plots that could come from that, family feuds and divided sides… This group wouldn’t have set positions; they would instead just help each other out and work together on everything. The apprentices start training when they want and are trained by who they want. Post here with any comments or stuff that could make it better. To start it I would need a mate for my birman cat Ink, who would be one of the starters of the group.
Ya Ink is a she-cat so that would be perfect, what is this rouge toms name so i can add him to the family tree, ill make a thread for them to meet in a moment, then post it here.
And whisker, sure she can be a sister , just but her name and I'll add her up.
Username: TwistedIllusion //
Cat name: DreamScape // Will be changed to Copper //
Clan: Riverclan //
Hp relations?: None :( //
Appearance: Dreamscape is a chocolate point Birman with icy grey eyes. She is a average sized she-cat with large fluffy paws. She has long cream coloured fur, except for the deep brown points.
Personality: Dreamscape is a snotty she-cat who quite frankly thinks she is better than everyone else. She is also slightly flirty, but has a mean side.
Other: She can be imprisoned, but he would have to break her, by torturing her.
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SummerMelody or Summer as she was most commonly called had a new dream. That fantasy was to start a business, a lottery business as it was in her mind. It would be a game of chance, the costumer would pay he something she wanted, and she would give him or her a leaf, each leaf having a twin. After a week she would draw one of the other leaves and the cat with the same one can pick a prize. She walked into the outskirts of camp and called out "A game of chance, how lucky are you?"
OOC;
What can be payed; Precious stones or rocks, nick nacs, Mating (Summer always wants to have some 'fun') Other stuff may be accepted.
Prizes; A slave, a night of 'fun' with Summer, a den (later described), a cool stone, feathers, another lottery leaf... and some others.
Taylor snuck through the blood-clan lands hopping that she could rescue a few kits from the murderous clan. Her paw steps where silent on the forest floor, and she was so focused she didn't see the shadowy figures creeping towards her in the shadows. "Nab her" The lead rouge called to one of his followers and Taylor was shoved into the ground unable to move. The rouge moved closer "oh a pretty one, take her to Him". then she was dragged across the ground to another rouge.
Taylor was dumped onto the ground in front of a looming cave, the rouge looked at her with a sneer. "Your gonna be a slave, time to be broken" he then sauntered off laughing horridly.
OOC; SO I need a evil ruthless rouge who will break Taylor and turn her into a rouge. This is semi-advanced so no one liners please.
[spoiler= long plottyness, please read.]OK, this is a plot with my she-cat Taylor who is a rouge, who I love to pieces. Taylor is the nicest she-cat you'll ever meet and she always gives a million chances to anyone, she will never hold something against someone. So say Taylor is caught on a anti-clan's territory, and she is taken prisoner by them. They decide she is pretty and would make a good slave for someone in the clan, but she is quite uncooperative so they take Taylor to some other rouge/clan mate who is good at braking cats to turn them into slaves. So this tom starts tortures her and hurts her for moons and moons. Then he r**** her. But she never holds it against him, in fact she takes each wound from him, all the while pitying him for never being loved. The tom just keeps hurting her, and soon he begins to respect her, then admiring her, than loving her. By then she is truly fearful of him, and jumpy of everything. He runs away taking her with him, and he has the task of convincing her he isn't evil. From there the plot could go anywhere...[/spoiler]
Taylor stood up quickly and scanned the area around her. "hmm, obviously outside of blood clan" She sat down again not noticing Jet, and started to lick her wounds. There were a few, one on her chest one on her back but the worst one was on her left front leg and left her limping. Taylor looked over her sholer and finally noticed him. "Why hello their sir" She said with a dip of her head.
Taylor looked at the menacing tom cat with a board look on her face. "Well as far as I remember, i'm Taylor, but who are you?"
a b o u t ✭ m e
username-- login~ | display~
muse-- it depends on the day, but for this litter a nine out of ten
activity-- this also depends, but is about a seven out of ten
why you deserve this kit-- i get lots of plot ideas, and always have some random plot troubling one of my charries. When i have muse i'm always on the site, unless i am away or have a RL emergency.
why you don't deserve this kit-- i tend too be inactive when i lose muse and i will sometimes go missing from the site for RL problems.
other--
a b o u t ✭ t h e ✭ k i t
name-- Eiffelkit | EiffelPaw | EiffelTower l She will changer her name to Paris, and that is her nickname.
'the tower of paris'
gender-- She-cat
sexuality-- Straight
who is their father-- Napoleonpaw
appearance-- Meet Paris, the alabaster-white she-cat, the perfect whiteness torn apart to reveal glossy black stripes, which twist and curl in mesmerizing patterns, as if themselves alive, floating across the silky white of her slender frame. When Paris stands still, one can almost believe that she is a work of art come to life, a figure that in itself speaks of such a refined elegance, that one almost fears to see her move, lest this perfect image be ruined. She stands on long, slender legs, her delicate, finely-shaped paws touching the ground so gently, so quietly, it at times seems she has the power to walk on air. Her head is always held proudly, her gaze always so imperious, if she even bothers to grace you with that fiery glance of hers, eyes that hold so many twists and turns, so many secrets that will hold your attention as she whispers her lies to you, eyes that are like a fire in the heart of a bleak winter, eyes that convince you that her intentions are good. Her face can take on any expressions she wills, even if within she is burning with fury, or if the cavity in which her heart belongs is full of sorrow, her beautiful features are the lock which ensures these emotions are held captive within their cell. Each action, be it a step, or a smile, has that elegance peculiar to her, and an almost sinister flow, as if she were not constructed of bones and joints, but was one liquid being that moved with not an effort, each movement so smooth, so graceful.
persona-- Paris is very sure of her self to say the least. Basically she is a snobby, cocky, haughty , high and mighty, drama queen. Paris acts like she loves you, but then suddenly she is herself again and you're left heartbroken. Paris has had many relationships in her lifetime.
plots-- i am starting a rouge group called 'the rouge academy', that i will have her get captured by them sometime in her apprenticeship. She will become important there, and return to Hawkclan to spy.
other-- i love paris
"Well that's not very nice, growling like that!" Taylor frowned at Jet. "So... why am i here?"
Do you have any evil loners? I had a plot to start a rouge clan with my kitty Bubblegum.
Ok, so she will become his mate, and her friend will all go to start the rouge academy. Her friend is being r.aped by Napoleonpaw. Will you start the thread of them meeting?
Could my she-cat Celeste be r.aped? She one of the people who will be starting The rouge academy, but she is currently a rouge. She had white fur and brown paws. She is a snotty, but nice she-cat.
In the loner lands, ok? and yes Cloud.
Bubblegum was relaxing, sprawled out across a tree branch, her pale grey fur moving in the gentle wind. As the tom padded past she called, "Why are you here?" in her most venomous voice.
