Posts by Desperatemeasures ?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia][size=8]just jump in. please give at least a paragraph for me to work with, plus a description of your character. desperatepaw is a seal point applehead siamese tom, bisexual.

how peculiar... the tom blinked his bright blue eyes as he crouched near the june bug, reaching and batting it with a dark paw before darting back a few feet. creep close, swat, dodge back. it was great fun, really, but the bug wouldn't move, it just stayed there. it had been moving a moment ago, he was sure. he squirmed a little, waiting for it to move again, but move it did not. it was lifeless under his paw, and it startled the quiet tom. was it.. dead? he'd only been around dead things when it was something off of the fresh-kill pile. he'd eaten something killed, but never had he, himself, killed. it gave him an odd sort of rush, in the pit of his stomach, a queasy feeling of authority over life and death. he flattened himself against the ground and kept his eyes on the little bug, finding himself praying that it would move again. maybe it had a family, back home. a mom, or dad. or siblings. or a mate, and bug-kits. the thought crushed him. he'd never really liked the idea of wounding, or - god forbid - killing, but kill he had, and he was disgusted with himself. he hated the idea of fighting, and even hunting. sure, it was only a bug, but what would it be, next? a rabbit? a kit? a grown cat? he shuddered, and squirmed a little closer to the little beetle, and pressed his nose to it.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia][size=8]the flustered tom looked up, and his dark tail's fur spiked up slightly. he chuckled, a soft, awkward sort of noise, and brushed the beetle away with a quick, careful paw. "i'm uh.. fine, louvreart," he responded to the she-cat, azure optics looking up to her. she had been a great deputy, but starclan wanted otherwise..? he saw nothing wrong with that, but the tom was worried about her mental condition over all. she seemed distressed and anxious, and that couldn't be a healthy thing. maybe that was why starclan saw it better for her to be demoted? but he wasn't sure, and it wasn't his business to meddle in the affairs of the higher powers. living, and otherwise. he pulled himself into a sitting position, curling his skinny tail over his matching paws. demonkissed, too? "i was just... playing with it, i had nothing to do. you're never too old to practice your hunting moves on bugs..." his voice trailed off, though; did all cats have that grudging feeling in their stomachs, at the idea of fighting and killing? he couldn't hurt another cat, that was out of the question.

who was this other cat? desperatepaw glanced over at the ginger tom, narrowing his blue eyes in the tom's direction. they seemed to both be of the same age, he thought, though this cat was almost definitely older. most likely another apprentice, or a young warrior. he sub-consciously kneaded the ground with his paws, tail-tip beginning to flicker back and forth slightly, anxiously. what if they thought bad of him for playing with a little bug, or being upset by killing it? he'd never be able to hold onto any pride or courage in hawkclan, surely. desperatepaw was more of the quiet type, anyway, and stayed away from large groups, but still.. he wasn't invisible, of course. cats knew his name, recognized his face. he'd never hear the end of it if what he had been doing was considered weird. finally, he settled for a nod in the young tom's direction, then cast his sight to the ground, observing his own paws.

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The slender pale blue tabby shifted on his paws, watching the ceremonies from a spot not far. He had no real mentor, and his name - Desperatepaw - was self-given. Without a mentor, a cat, no matter how old, in his eyes was still a kit. But he didn't want to be a warrior, he wanted to be a medic. However, you couldn't just march up to a meddie and shout in their face, "HEY, YOU! I WANT TO BE YOUR APPRENTICE!", now, could you? No. One needs eloquence. One needs patience. One needs manners. And Desperatepaw had all of the above. He sat upright, no slouch of the shoulders, head held tilted upward. white paws placed in front of him, under his body so he wouldn't look like a lizard. Fur neatly groomed. Ears erect. Eyes bright. No matter how shitty you were feeling, you must always remain poised and perfect to others. He'd let himself slip one time. A while ago. He'd been playing with a beetle, and he'd accidentally killed it. So many had seen how quickly unraveled he'd become... It was awful. The compact tom-cat shuddered at the thought, eyes pinched shut, then opened his baby blue eyes again, watching the ceremonies.

'Cause he knew better than to lose face like that again.

[hey, possible name change for him, i don't like 'Desperatemeasures' as much anymore, and someone said a well-known cat has already had that name, so... cx]

i'm not, i was just curious if it was or not.

thanks. ^^ i didn't mean to write apprentice, i was thinking of regular medicine cat, since a lot of the guides for other clans aren't updated a lot. i've deleted it so it won't cause any more confusion. c:

Cat name: Desperatepaw
New name: Des

[pretend he says something about how he wants to lose his old name because he doesn't like it cx
i've gotta work on my gamgam post]

[i shall change my user in a moment. thanks so much <3

keeping the short, if that's alright ^^]

The Trainee dipped his pale blue tabby head to the tom. "Thank you, Noirscape," the petite male mumbled with a slight, thankful smile. His mother had decided to name his Desperate, because she'd said when he was very young, he was always mewling for her attention. He couldn't think of a good name out of that. He'd try, but end up wrinkling his nose in irritation. He'd been born a loner, so warrior names with 'Desperate' were hard. The only one he knew, Desperatemeasures, was already used by a different cat. So when he was renamed Des, the little tom's heart leapt with joy. But you must always be proper. He nodded his head to the higher position before stepping back for the next cat to go. Thank you so much.

tracking <3 will post later

[justify]xxxThe pale blue tom shifted his paws slightly, hesitating outside of the medicine den, unsure if he should ask or not. He didn't want to get on the female's nerves, but at the same time, he was really curious about herbs and healing. In fact, the idea thrilled him. He'd seen the current medicine cat's work on a friend or two before, and it was really good. However, he also knew that a medicine cat had stepped down, and she was probably busier than ever. That thought nagged at the back of his minds as he hovered like a phantom, unsure. Unsure, unsure, unsure. For a moment, he merely looked up to the sky, full of puffy white clouds, and thought of nothing, before clearing his throat and nudging his way inside.

xxx"... Hospitalflowers?" The blue tabby spoke after a moment, curling his tail around his legs. He couldn't quite see the she-cat, but then again, she was probably busy. For a moment, he thought of turning back, but he stopped himself. No, he decided, I'm staying. "I was wondering if you could teach me a few things about herbs." His blue eyes glanced around as he took another step in.

[sorry for the fluff, i'm trying to boost my muse for cats again. it lowered slightly when i started having trouble in algebra, but it should be coming back soon. cx][/justify]

Des shifted on his paws lightly, sitting at the edge of the group. He was okay with crowds, but he always felt in the way, so he'd normally just stay far back enough that he could hear and participate, but still be out from underpaw. He wasn't very big, either, and a glance told him that he was only a little bit bigger than some of the kits that came over. He nodded to Hospitalflowers and Lightpaw then, sinking his claws into the ground and pulling them out absentmindedly. "Des, ma'am." He said after a moment, unsure if she heard him. It was no big deal if she hadn't, though, she obviously had a lot on her mind and a lot of young ones to deal with.

[i shall excuse your one liners. i as well have written very long posts cx]

The petite tom padded through the camp entrance with not a bite of prey. He'd said he was out hunting, but Des had really been sitting around the whole time, pretending to stalk a reclusive animal if someone walked by. He hated hunting. Not that he didn't like eating, but he wasn't very good at it, and while he understood that he must kill to eat, he didn't prefer to do it. In all honesty, he'd rather just help others than kill things. Sure, he'd hunt, he'd done it many times before. It really didn't bother him, but he hadn't felt like hunting. The blue tabby saw a flash of light among the darker palette of earth colors, and his head turned to Salix. The white of her fur flashed brightly in the light, and he nodded to her with a slight, reserved smile. "How are you?" He asked as he grew closer to the female. "Have a nice day of playing?"

no need to apologize, you're busy on a lot of other threads xD
thanks so much, love <33

oh, and I saw this

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[ all right, change of plans! owo since i got kind of lost on this thread, i've decided an easier way to do this is for anyone with a character that would be interested to make a thread in which your character informs hospitalflowers as to why they are interested. you'll only make one post in your thread (your first post/one post for your character to present themselves and why they want to be a shaman trainee. kind of like a speech.) and invite me to it via pming me the link or using the site's invite feature. i'll come and track it; i won't post with hossy, we'll just assume she was listening and then dismisses them. (i don't think my muse could handle posting in so many threads.)

i'll choose in a few days after some people have applied. if you have any questions, pm me or post here, because i don't think i'm explaining this very well. ]

[size=8]so, could this kind of be the thread where he does that as well? ^^" if you'd rather i made a separate thread, though, that's fine as well <3

[/sobs ;; omfg des wanted to be a medic so badly
salix stole it from him XD]

[Des
accept it
Des: how could someone not accept it? She's so fluffy and totes adorbs

apparently Des uses lingo like "totes adorbs" now? omfg i'm going to make a character quick of his as "talks like a texter" now >8D]

[justify]Des hadn't meant to stumble upon the half rotten body. When he did, he'd automatically gagged and flung himself in the opposite direction. The scent of garlic had filled his nose and he hadn't smelled it, but there it was; the faint scent of rotting flesh. He'd stepped right into the carcass. About to sob from the disgusting feeling, the silver mackerel tabby tom forcefully rubbed his paws against the ground, trying to rid himself of the feeling. He needed to go get someone. This wasn't good. Finding the remains of a cheetah on your territory in a patch of wild garlic was not an everyday thing. Without a word, Des took off in the direction he'd come, going to get one of the leaders. [if that's alright cx][/justify]

( HIGH POSITION NEEDED ) leader or deputy
( WHY YOU NEED THEM ) dead body found
( THREAD LINK ) click