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  • 'Member Me?

    Guh, I have GOT to stop giving my sister my password leaving my password on a tablet near the computer.


    For I am Lyrebirdgirl, true and real. I have returned to reclaim my ground after an incident involving my sibling, my passcode and my late original account.


    Don't remember me?


    I was pretty underground, only breaching into staffie territory twice (I was a full-fledged bio-approver the first time, and a community assistant the second).


    I'd like to get into some new roleplays, instead of just returning to my old ones. So, if you have a plot or something... PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE run it by me.


    EDIT: Also, can I get cleared for the Advanced Boards? I want to adopt a tragic kitten or two, and I've found it hard to revert to the normal boards again. Thanks!

  • 'Member Me?

    Swifty! I remember you too! :D


    It's always been my dream to roleplay a ShadowClan meddy cat, so maybe we could have some cool plot having to do with that.

  • 'Member Me?

    Oh my dear that is literally the greatest thing I have ever read on this website. xD


    I haven't created my future meddy. I was thinking of just having her be a cat version of myself (Brash, awkward, downright weird).


    Maybe a love plot? Like, a friendship before she gets the position, then forbidden love? Or has that been done too many times?

  • 'Member Me?

    Perfect! Gah, that'll make for some drama. :D


    Oh, and rather than pouring my own personality in her, maybe I could make her a little dainty and snobbish, but sciency-smart? Oh, I like that.


    I'm off to make her a bio~

  • And the Earth Trembled Beneath Her {ShadowClan Bio}

    [align=center]Character Name:


    || Sonickit || Sonicpaw || Sonicspace ||


    Character Age:


    || Four Moons ||


    Gender:


    || She-Cat ||


    Alliance:


    || ShadowClan ||


    Rank:


    || Kitten || Apprentice/Medicine Cat Apprentice || Warrior/Medicine Cat ||


    Appearance:


    Devon Rex bones support the thin, specked coat of Sonickit. Her head, sleek and appealingly waterproof is thin and gaunt. This is made extremely exaggerated by her huge, dominating ears and telescope eyes. The grey-blue orbs are a ghostly, galactic hue that gives her a faintly appearance. Her shoulders, petite yet muscular, provide her with a rather head-heavy appearance. Sonickit has a tail slightly longer than the average that happens to trail behind her, usually on the ground. The kitten's ghostly physique has lead to her being quite a mystery among her fellow clanners.


    Personality:


    Sonickit is snobby, but not loud; dainty, but not cowardly; and smart, but not wise. She is quick-witted and bright, but lacks rich experience. Falling quickly for pointless flings, and tossing around her emotions, she also gets hurt easily. Despite her haunted expression and ghostly appearance, Sonickit is rather popular and loved by her fellow kits.


    In a dialect so thick with mystery, it's hard to tell just what she knows, and what she's simply pretending to know. While she won't be first to admit it, Sonickit can be over-dramatic and exaggerative.

    L


    - Herself, mostly
    - Gossip, Being the center of attention
    - Her appearance


    D


    - Old Cats
    - Being awkward
    - Not knowing something


    S


    - Her intelligence
    - Her ability to make and keep friends, charisma
    - Her affinity for herbs and wanted destiny in said field


    W


    - Her snobbish attitude
    - Her sensitivity and openness with emotions
    - Her headstrong attitude



    History:


    Sonickit was born to mother Appledawn and father Robinchest. The latter of the two was, unfortunately, quite a nasty fellow. He argued for the litter-of-one to remain with him, in ThunderClan. Mother, however, fought with all the force of nature to keep her only kitten.


    Robinchest would soon slay her, for his heart was black and his claws had soaked in the blood of many a wench before. And with him the nameless kit strode.


    It wasn't until the next season that the malevolent father was accused of kitnapping (By the olden sister of Appledawn, too). Soon after, an anti-thief brigade (made, as all of us know, of a few bored mary-sue cats lonely for heroics) had investigated and ruled this to be true. However, in retaliation for his brother's death, a sibling of Robinchest soon found himself stealing back his niece. This rogue, Amos, took a liking to the kitten and, instead of the murder he had planned to avenge his kin's death, decided to take the now-named Aya with him across the land.


    Aya grew to a strong three moons before running away from her dastardly caretaker and finding herself, rather quickly, a mind-numbingly-unaware member of ShadowClan.


    It was there that she was dubbed with her astral calling, 'Sonickit.'

  • 'Member Me?

    Gah! I remember you too! cx


    Thanks for the welcome, I sure did miss this place. :3



    ALSO!


    Here's my first return-cat's bio~ Sonickit


    I'm going to try really hard to make her the ShadowClan meddy apprentice.


    And, if I skimmed over some new topics correctly, I don't have to wait for it to be approved, right?

  • And the Earth Trembled Beneath Her {Meddy Cats}

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    S O N I C K I T ~


    || Kitten || Tri-Clan Litter || ShadowClan ||


    || Advaced Bio ||


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    I N C H A R A C T E R ~


    Sonickit rolled onto her back. She had been spending a lot of her four-moon-old time dwelling about the Medicine Den. The kitten found it amusing to roll her eyes at the busy cats as they stumbled about her playful tail.


    Her saucer eyes scanned the quiet of the moonlit niche. She had slept here for a good few days without being detected. And for this, she considered herself part of the team. Sonickit had, fortunately, stopped messing around and teasing the medicinal felines or jaunting at the healing patients. And, as her antics wore away, seemingly so did her existence in the den.


    She gave a yawn, signalling for any other restless cats that the Princess of Ghosts was, in fact, in a conversational mood.
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    O U T O F C H A R A C T E R ~


    {{N/A}}
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  • The Princess of Gh[o]sts

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    S O N I C K I T ~


    || Kitten || Tri-Clan Litter || ShadowClan ||


    || Advaced Bio ||


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    I N C H A R A C T E R ~


    Living in the medicine den was getting boring for the adventurous four-moon-old Sonickit. So she left. And this task was as simple as she made it.


    She was smart, but not wise, the Princess of Ghosts. A lanky white frame creeping in the moonlight, out, out into the world in which she had traveled so many times before. With her father, with her rogue uncle.


    Sonickit was new to Clan life, and though she liked it, she felt very trapped by it. Her spirit-coloured pelt rippled as she pushed through a side Clan exit.


    The air was thick. Her large, huge, unbelievably big galaxy-hued eyes scanned the hot forest. Danger, Safety, neither were within view.


    She moved along without making an effort to conceal herself. For, unlike other kits who wished to sneak about undetected, the Princess hoped only for a comrade to speak with -- or an enemy for which to waste her angst.
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    O U T O F C H A R A C T E R ~


    {{N/A}}
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  • •˚тнє ∂яαgσηѕ σƒ тнє ιѕℓαη∂ѕ ~ ѕιgη υρ ~ {ηєω!}˚•

    Gah, this looks so cool. :D


    Screen Name:
    Lyre


    Name:
    Nymph


    Age:
    20


    Gender:
    Female


    Appearance:
    A petite, lithe body of dark green hue is the one of which Nymph possesses. Her comparatively large wings are tinted blue, with violet veins visible through the velvet membrane. Sky blue eyes with darker specks and various scales dyed the same shade leave an onlooker puzzled at such natural simplicity and allure. Her horns are lengths of green moss upon castle ruin, curling delicately over her sheep-like ears.


    Sharp claws, black as the night they cut through as Nymph glides, flies, twists among the atmosphere. And she lands, gingerly, along her favorite grove of trees, demonstrating her athletic limbs. Her teeth gleam in the moonlight as she yawns, they're a thick shade, dark noir, they match the claws with which she flays her meals. A spine, made a matching set, like the barbs of her fingertips and the denture nestled in her maw, is as dark as the shadows beneath her.


    Violet feathers, beautifully completing the pleading call of her visible veins for a color the same, march from behind her horns. Along her feet, the feathery fur of purple pigment continues. She soars and the strings about her head and limbs frolic in the sunlight, a gleaming royal amethyst.


    Breed:
    Forest Dragon


    Personality:
    Nymph is a quiet, curious soul. She is inquisitive and polite when around company, or showing a good comrade her home. When among the gnarling mass of roots and debris of the forest floor, however, another personality overcomes. Survival grips at her stomach as she hunts for her next meal. Night-hued claws, teeth and mind strictly attuned to a single, thin set of rules: Track, Hunt, Eat and Defend.


    Lives:
    Nymph has a home within a grove of towering trees among other forest dragons. She also has a nomadic settlement along the forest/mystic island.

    Mate/Crush:
    None, currently.

    History:
    Nymph was raised a simple, humble dragon. Her parents are scattered along the island, but not dead. She has no siblings.

  • Leaping thr{o}ugh darkened shadows--HUNTING PARTY

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    S O N I C K I T ~


    || Kitten || Tri-Clan Litter || ShadowClan ||


    || Also known as: Princess of Ghosts; Ghost Princess; Ghost; or Aya ||


    || Advaced Bio ||


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    I N C H A R A C T E R ~



    "Wait, wait, WAIT!"


    Blood rushed to Sonickit's ears as she bolted after the now-leaving party. Her yelling and pounding race across the clearing had put her in quite a worn-out state.


    "I need to come as well!" She commanded, bossy attitude apparent. Her white tail flicked in demand, and her large, Devon Rex eyes were sturdy with false authority. Sonickit's gaze passed from each cat, searching for the leader of the party.
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    O U T O F C H A R A C T E R ~


    {{N/A}}
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  • It's hard t[o] get high when your livin' on the bottom

    "Hey," A smooth voice interrupted from a low branch near the two felines. The green dappled leaves rustled as a sleek she-cat hopped from her perch. It was Velvetair, a notoriously flirty trickster, who now stood alluringly between the two.


    "Why'd a cutie like you," She held the latter of the two words as her green-specked eyes scanned the area, "Freak out on an innocent, little frog?" Velvetair's ears were turned towards Brightleaf, but her eyes traced a bird fluttering a bit away.


    EDIT: Woa. o-o Sorry about some of this writing, my kindle literally hates making sense.

  • It's hard t[o] get high when your livin' on the bottom

    "Ouch," Velvetair cooed, smooth voice ringing. She focused her jade eyes on the lilac calico; her deep, blood-red fur pricked a bit at the insult. She chuckled, "Can't a cat simply wonder the thoughts of another?" Her dialect consisted of long, drawn-out words and slow transition from one idea to the next; in a way, however, that didn't make her seem any less intelligent.

  • Leaping thr{o}ugh darkened shadows--HUNTING PARTY

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    S O N I C K I T ~


    || Kitten || Tri-Clan Litter || ShadowClan ||


    || Also known as: Princess of Ghosts; Ghost Princess; Ghost; or Aya ||


    || Advaced Bio ||


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    I N C H A R A C T E R ~


    "But, herbs," Sonickit sighed to herself. Her thin frame had turned itself around, fueled only by the embarrassment of being rejected. She, again, spoke quietly to her own, "How am I supposed to ever be a medicine cat?"


    She had seen other kits fail at this before her, and although she was perfectly healthy, the spoiled feline felt she deserved more. The Ghost Princess slunk off towards the den, long tail trailing behind her.


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    O U T O F C H A R A C T E R ~


    {{N/A}}
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  • The Princess of Gh[o]sts

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    S O N I C K I T ~


    || Kitten || Tri-Clan Litter || ShadowClan ||


    || Also known as: Princess of Ghosts; Ghost Princess; Ghost; or Aya ||


    || Advaced Bio ||


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    I N C H A R A C T E R ~


    Sonickit couldn't contain a shiver of surprise at the sight of another kitten this early in her journey. She licked her snowy back-fur down and turned blue orbs to observe the feline now pacing astride her. Eyes locked on the titian kit, she responded harshly, "Looking for some peace and quiet." The Devon Rex's ears twitched awkwardly as she slowly realized how penurious she appeared. Trying to fix her rudeness, Sonickit simply mewed, "But you're entirely welcome to join me."


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    O U T O F C H A R A C T E R ~


    {{N/A}}
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  • The Princess of Gh[o]sts

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    S O N I C K I T ~


    || Kitten || Tri-Clan Litter || ShadowClan ||


    || Also known as: Princess of Ghosts; Ghost Princess; Ghost; or Aya ||


    || Advaced Bio ||


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    I N C H A R A C T E R ~


    Sonickit, upon hearing what she took to be quite the compliment, couldn't help but give a pleased murmur. Her ghostly fur contorted slightly over smooth, compact muscles as she drew to a halt. She was, after all, happy to have some intelligent company, and the words Astuziakit spoke held much resonance in the Princess' mind.


    So she confirmed snobbishly, "That I am, and I suppose I'm really not like them, wanting to be such an honored position and all." Sonickit's satellite-blue eyes focused on the ground before her, as if she were sheepishly thinking over her last statement. Feeling as though her narcissism wouldn't be appreciated here, she shifted into a need to know more about her acquaintance.


    And thus she asked, "What do they call you? I have seen you around."


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    O U T O F C H A R A C T E R ~


    {{N/A}}
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    S O N I C K I T ~


    || Kitten || Tri-Clan Litter || ShadowClan ||


    || Also known as: Princess of Ghosts; Ghost Princess; Ghost; or Aya ||


    || Advaced Bio ||


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    I N C H A R A C T E R ~


    Sonickit hated cloudy days. The gray cloudcover, the emotionless wind.


    While today may not have been so dreary, the white-furred Devon Rex was rather agitated at an unknown source.


    And she had left camp or, rather, crept out, in order to gather herbs for the elders she dwelled with. The ex-loner was accustomed to being able to roam whenever she pleased, and so, on her way to exercise this thought, she found herself a puzzling scene.


    The blue orbs that were Sonickit's eyes searched for a place to watch the unfolding plot. The galactic-hued spheres caught a glimpse of Casinopaw, hidden almost completely in a nearby pine.


    So, the almost-apprentice hiked her ass to the bottom of the tree, presumably out-of-view from everyone, and began to climb skyward. She stumbled onto a branch a few down from the dark-furred cat she had taken an interest in.


    And now, happily, Sonickit could watch.




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    O U T O F C H A R A C T E R ~


    {{N/A}}
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  • The Princess of Gh[o]sts

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    S O N I C K I T ~


    || Kitten || Tri-Clan Litter || ShadowClan ||


    || Also known as: Princess of Ghosts; Ghost Princess; Ghost; or Aya ||


    || Advaced Bio ||


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    I N C H A R A C T E R ~


    With a simple nod of relief at her acquaintance's lighthearted response, Sonickit asked for the russet's calling.


    And at Astuziakit's name, the Princess looked a bit distant, as if recalling something, but she soon returned to normal at the elder kitten's prod for history.


    She took a moment to think before answering. Her mind raced at the thought of a new friend, for not many cats cared for her long enough to honestly ask for her past. Sonickit was popular with a small group of freakish felines with broken names and destined failure or medicine wannabes who dwelled like she in the den of herbs, but never with a seemingly-normal cat. One whom before the lacing, 'I gather you haven't been here for quite as long as I have,' she assumed to have been clanborn.


    So, the Princess of Ghosts, eyes now locked, chose to reveal her adventurous past. With a sheepish smile, she glimmered, "I never knew my mother and my father was cruel, but you've heard that all before."


    Suddenly, in a whirlpool of self-pity and a failure to have as unique a story as the one she now firmly believed her comrade to have, she quickly added, "It seems everykit these days has a tragic story."


    Her galactic orbs trailed up to Astuziakit's ears, and then closed for a long, thinking moment. A memory from her past, traveling with her uncle, and she now hoped the kitten before her would delve deeper than a simple tragedy. For she had heard the name Astuzia before, and wished to connect her stories with whom she believed to be the ex-holder of said name. For maybe the cat before her was not a rogue before, as Sonickit had assumed, but something softer.


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    O U T O F C H A R A C T E R ~


    {{N/A}}
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