Posts by Lantern

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    Character Name:
    Lantern
    Character Age:
    7 moons
    Gender:
    Tom
    Alliance:
    Blood-clan
    Rank:
    apprentice
    Appearance (6 or more sentences):
    A vibrant red and white tabby with neon green eyes.
    Detailed:
    Body:
    Blood red and cream white something wrong with that. No? Good cause he has well your typical tom that seems to be a petite, lithe, and surely built for speed. There is no need to tell him twice, so yes. His acrobatic built as if body lacks in one thing, strength. Therefore, he uses his built to charm and insult other creatures.
    Eyes:
    Crafty oh so crafty green orbs filled with delicious mischief. You couldn’t tell if he‘s just asking to get his rear end kick. Therefore, there are chances that things could end up horribly. Clear has crystal is what his eyes are, not one thing that could defend or defeat what is going on in those always planning eyes.
    Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements):
    Mischievous:
    Damn… this cat is just holy… I swear that Loki is in him! All I can say is this hide your stuff immediately! This tom is the worst than any other robber in the feline world. Even though his name is a container of light. Pfft! That is nothing to how much crafty this tom really is.
    Hot tempered:
    “ OI! You there idiot how about I put my foot up your---…” Ahh you get the idea. This tom is lethal with words, which can get him into serious trouble. A rebel, which would have a lot of cotton stuck up those ears to ignore the hell out of you.
    Innocent:
    Ah so cute! That is his last and hidden emotion that he will hide from everyone.
    ---Likes (at least 3):
    Chaos, playing, learning tricks
    --- Dislikes (at least 3):
    Death, being caught, his mouth.
    ---Strengths (No MORE than 5):
    His built and his use of words.
    ---Weaknesses (At least 3):
    Lack of self-control, going over his anger limit, and anything else that seem to piss him of.
    History (8 or more sentences):


    Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):


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    [justify]“ If you’re looking for me in there I been awake since dawn.”


    Came the mew from the red and white tabby not deciding to pin down his mentor, the agile apprentice lifted his head slowly. He looked at Reaver with complete honest dislike. He was huge compared to the still growing apprentice, who had no idea that his life would be cut short. In a few strides, he took a moment to look deep into his mentor’s eyes. Cold and not a single flicker of emotions. Just like the ruthless killer would be, he shuddered inwardly. He wasn't cut out for this type of work, would he be glad to disappear? Of course! You could tell right off the bat that he was seriously hated this type of work.


    Now the apprentice sat down curling his tail around his paws delicately. “ I am guessing you’re my mentor Reaver?” he inquired forcing the politeness he had left in him before he snapped with every amount of smoldering rage that belonged to the fact his family was murdered in his very eyes. Just murder, and plunder that was only what his clan even matter. Just murder and you will be find. If not get the hell away.
    [/justify]