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-about the user-
username/display; mikkeh
activity level; 8-9
-cat's details-
name;; Skeletonspine
age;; twelve moons
looks;; Skeletonspine is a light brown tabby, with alluring pale green eyes. He has long fur, with large paws and ears. His face has sharp angles, and a tight maw, with long, wispy whiskers to accent his magenta coloured nose. His right ear has a small notch, that he's had from birth, but affects him none at all. And he has two white front paws, with soft white underfur tracing from his belly to his nose. [refer to spoiler for picture at bottom of application*.]
rank;; deputy?
gender;; male
personality;; While reserved around those he doesn't know well, he is brave and assertive. He dislikes childlike behavior, and usually finds himself keeping a watchful eye over the kits, to keep them well behaved. He is a massive flirt, and seems to like every cat he meets. However he doesn't know it, he is a father to the Novaclan medicine cat, Constantreplay, as well as Constant's sister. He is known to be goofy while with his friends, but shows little emotion. He is numb to emotions such as guilt, remorse and love, but he does have it, secretly.
history;; As a kit, he was born into Novaclan under the queen named Fresettoskin and the father Vertigo who was a rouge at the time. As a kit, he didn't know his father well, and Vertigo soon ran off with dreams of another cat in his head. When he was a kit, he was not known for many friends and didn't play like the others. He'd often oversee and be a 'tattler' if one of the kits had misbehaved to his unliking. At apprentice age, he was promoted to MCA of Novaclan, but scornfully rejected it by running off to other duties. Herbs was not his forté, and he wanted more power, and responsibility. Upon entering Gravityclan, he felt a surge of power and respect levitate around the camp like a fine working machine, and has tried to enter upon entering the camp lands.
kin;; Constantreplay MC of Novaclan & dead brother Ballistickit of Novaclan
other;;
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For his young age, the thought of food did not seem to ring in his mind. He grinned, believing he was able to help, and absentmindedly pulled the small squirrel from under his tail, and pushed it towards him, rapidly. "Eat up!" He grinned, forgetting that kits must nurse. He grinned, goofy and wide, feeling helpful.
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The young apprentice stared intently on the kit, eyeing the creature. Chromepaw, who had already proven her infertility to her past mate felt a glimmer of home, as well as sadness. "Hello sweetheart." She murmured as she emerged from her hiding place, a soft glow to her eyes.
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Amberhoney paced through the weaving through the sleeping cats, attempting to find some room. The den always seemed crowded now a days, and the lilac tabby was restless, in need of air. Groaning, she lamely leaped over a sleeping cat, sighing as she just slightly missed kicking her in the maw. She smiled, goofy and wide and traced the maze to the enterance to the cave. She breathed heavily and smile. Ahhh, fresh air.
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She smiled softly, but made no attempt to go near Amberkit, scared to freighten it. "Are you alone, little one?"
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He watched the stern on her face,uneasy. Slowly, he unsheathed his paws, refusing to answer the shecat. "No business with you." He grumbled, standing upright, muscles tough and rippling.
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any form? because id greatly enjoy a Whitestar kitten. :3
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He growled, and lowered his head. "If i tell you i'd have to kill you. Or make you join the Cause. No, no no!"
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He felt the trace of blood leak down into his open mouth, and he smoothed a tongue over his lips. "Dammit you mutt! It's for your own good!" He screeched, growling but not attacking, the blood poed no threat, for it was only a small cut. But wow it seemed sore.
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should i post the form here or the original thread?
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He made no movement, and growled, ignoring her size, not larger than before. She posed a threat, little and there but he seemed confident he could get around it. "Just let me finish my mission! Please..."
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He shook his head 'no.' "Don't you understand!? I can't!" He whined sadly, soft eyes showing disgretion.
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He saw her timidness shatter her, and he grunted, annoyed. "Stand up, don't be so pathetic like." He growled, eyeing her. Gunter stared at her intensly, waiting for her to stand. "Now be assertive this time. Tell me who you are." He said, instructing. He paused subtly. "Who are you?"
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He growled, and contemplated. Without any signs, he leap, aiming to pin her. Not to cause harm, but to get her full on attention.
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He nodded, and for a moment almost seemed... pleased? He stood up and circled her, spitting near her right paw, the tom continued his path, leading out of the territory. He reeked of lilac and honey, an almost too-sweet scent, and he himself felt dazed. He walked away, but slowly and steadily.
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He pinned her, and poised his maw into her face. "Listen and listen well. I'd love to tell you. But I'm pretty sure you don't want to die. That, and the Cause isn't a place for cats like you." He sighed. He needed kits. Just one and Draco would praise him. And he would be promoted to Exiler. The second highest role.
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When he was out of her sight, he flipped on his heels and fallowed her, hoping to be undetected. Who was this cat? Her scent reeked of an unfamiliar aroma, but he shrugged as he crept along behind her.
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join the highaerchy
Welcome to the Royalty. Please read the rules, and use the form provided to sign up. Thank you for your consideration! It is greatly appreciated.
positions
HR POSITIONS
king; Zues ♂ link { burn }
queen; Caprice ♀ link { mikkeh }
deputy; Spark ♂ link { loneliness }
head mc; Melody ♀ link { chocolate }
app mc{2 max};
princes{3 max};
princessess{3 max};
NORMAL POSITIONS
warriors;
apprentices; Donnie ♂ link { mikkeh }
kits;
elders;
LOW POSITIONS
traitors;
slaves;
the fallen;
backstory
The Royal kittens that first descended consisted of two princes and two princesses. They created this clan for the star-bright cats that would follow up their stories, to add never ending chapters in their novels. Now, on the third generation of Royals, we present to you the first generation of open enrollment.
The Royals, like the clans, believe in StarClan. However, we also believe in the fallen, which is in resemblement of Hell. It is where the evil of the Royalty are sent to have an eternity of suffering.
rules
; all wcrpg rules apply.
; if you read the rules, in the sign up form, in it, somewhere put "mikkeh's radical"
; pm me if you have any plot ideas!
; no fighting over positions, my decision is final.
; dont kill off your cat if you have a HR, unless you PM me first.
; if you have a HR and are inactive for 2 weeks +, we will open the position, or put your existing HR for adoption.
enroll
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