Posts by Ninja Assassin

Well, somebody has to play Hades. And by the sound of your rules, you made it sound as if YOU were Hades. :P

Lol, my sister is the same way!

Lol.

Tracking.

Name: Marlowe Titus (No nickname)
Age: 16
Gender: F
Looks: (Pic later) She is a short, lanky teen with pale skin and wavy chestnut brown hair. She has bright eyes that resemble liquid silver. She is usually wearing sunglasses so people don't look her in the eye. She is blind, but can "see" what someone looks like by touching their faxe.
Power: Soul Reader (Catcher, Hunter, Killer, Eater) She can look into someone's soul if they look into her eyes. She can choose what she wishes to do with it. (usually nothing)
Personality: Very quiet, very reserved. Tries to stay away from others because she doesn't want to read their soul. If she is angered, she tends to lash out violently
Crush: Open
Bio: She doesn't know anything about her past except that her mother, Namori, was a powerful sorceress. She doesn't know her father either.
Other: Phat. (Oh yes I did.)

Rowan carefully walked Marlowe inside the tent, looking for her friends. They were supposed to be here...Oh! There they were! Speeding up slightly, she guided the blind Marlowe through the crowd, approaching her friends. "Hey guys! Sorry I'm late! Marlowe was having issues." She gestured to her fraternal twin, rolling her eyes.

Rowan led Marlowe to the two seats in row four, quickly sitting down as the lights began to dim.

Though Marlowe was blind, she could hear very well. A steady beat began, and it matched in rhythm with her hearbeat, making her gasp. An odd feeling crept over her as the happy, circus music halted, leaving just the drums.

Rowan shivered in anticipation for the show to start, but frowned. It was pitch black, and the only thing she could hear was the drum. "Nothing has happened yet." She murmured in Marlowe's ear, pulling away when the brunette nodded in understanding.

Um...I don't see the rp thread. :P

Um...recap? I've missed everything. :/

Sarafine stalked out of her den, towering above all of the cats. She flicked her large serval ears and sat down to watch the fight.

Skarlet crept out of the medicine cat's den, trying her best to slip away from her mentor. The tri-colored bengal she-cat quickly crept over to Sarafine, hiding behind the huge advisor. As the medicine cat apprentice watched the battle, her red-amber eyes widened with bloodlust. She remembered what it was like to be a warrior, ripping your claws through another's pelt, sinking your teeth into their throat. But she had a knack for doing the opposite, which was healing. But only to her clanmates. If you weren't on Skarlet's good side...you'd better watch out.

Ace watched the battle in awe, surprised at how slow it was going. He liked everything fast fast fast. If it wasn't his speed, it was too slow. In fact, the tuxedo tom had come up with a saying. "You see me...now you don't!"

A slow smirk spread across Sarafine's face as Shadow was accepted into the clan. Then, she turned and padded out of camp, deciding to go and hunt.

Skarlet watched the newcomer curiously, blinking her red-amber eyes with uncertainty. She stayed in the clearing even though Sarafine blew her cover.

Ace sat down and licked a paw in boredom. Everything was just so...boring. And slow.

Ace turned and looked at the prisoner. He knew he shouldn't feel bad for her, but he did. No doubt that after they got information from her, Skarlet or Techno would feed her some kind of poisonous herb to kill her. Most likely water hemlock, since it was the slowest and most painful killer.

Sarafine returned from hunting, a rabbit and many mice in her jaws. The golden serval padded over to the fresh-kill pile and lightened her load, grabbing a couple mice and heading towards the nursery. She quickly dropped off one mouse there, then began to eat just outside the medicine den, where Skarlet was. The young apprentice was her only true companion here that didn't annoy the crap out of her. Then again, almost everything annoyed the huge cat. The fact that the wolves thought they were hot stuff annoyed her the most.

Skarlet saw Sarafine outside of her den, watching the wolves joke about how tall they were and mess around with Hi. Skarlet could tell that Sarafine disapproved, but the Serval only flicked her long ears in annoyance. Quickly putting away the last of the Dock leaf, the bengal went and joined the advisor.

Ace smirked as Aes jested with Hi, making him go and ask Naomi what was wrong with her. The handsome tuxedo tom stifled a fit of laughter as Hi raced out of camp, shouting the she-cat's name.

Track. WIP

Name: Diandre
Age: 14
Species: Shape-shifter
Weakness: Blue Moon, Titanium, Cupcakes
Dislikes: Vampires, humans
Crush: Open
Likes: Cupcakes, New moon (not the book), Nighttime, Blood
Personality: Cunning, cold, mischievous. She's a daredevil and can be a flirt.
Biggest flaw: Whenever there is a blue moon, she loses all of her power for one night.
Fear: Spiders, anything cold.
Appearance: (human)
[img width=418 height=510]http://i.imgur.com/mekTmDq.jpg[/img]
What she wears: (She is indeed an assassin)
[img width=510 height=345]http://i.imgur.com/ZsaCL3T.jpg[/img]
Appearance: (As other species)
She usually shifts into this:
[img width=510 height=399]http://i.imgur.com/T5y4oVP.jpg[/img]
Then this:
[img width=464 height=510]http://i.imgur.com/IbZtouf.jpg[/img]
Lastly, this:
[img width=464 height=510]http://i.imgur.com/IbZtouf.jpg[/img]
Other: She likes fire and warm places like the desert. She is an assassin, so her specialty is killing. :P

Whoops. I put two foxes. The second one should be this:

[img width=510 height=313]http://i.imgur.com/6HXWaUD.jpg[/img]

Cool beans. Thanks a bunch. Will be looking forward to this RP.

Track.

Skarlet turned and padded back into the medicine den, looking at her mentor with expectant red-amber eyes. "Yes, Techno?" The tri-colored she-cat meowed, watching as Techno sorted through their very small stash of herbs.

"Alright." Skarlet meowed, padding out of the den in search for a warrior and an apprentice who would help her gather herbs. The tri-colored she-cat sighed. The only warriors she knew would help her were out doing who knows what. She would have to start asking around.