Posts by amber_the_poet

Lani smiled kindly. "Ok, sure thing. I'm surprised any of us know anything about fashion seeing as where we've been." She went over to help Izzy.

(Ok yay!)

Rayne was totally unaware of the world around her. She seemed to be floating....

Rayne was totally unaware of what was going on around her, or the fact that she was creating illusions in her unconscious state.

Lexi smiled and leaned her head against Mid's chest. "I'm just gonna take a nap. I'm trusting you to keep me safe." She said. But before she fell asleep, she sensed conflict going on within Mid. And she caught something like...pity? Coming from Flame.

(haha ok! as long as he doesn't play me *pouty face* haha imma turn him good :P i'd like him to have spikey red hair and green eyes...kinda punkish look if you dont mind haha)

Lani smiled. "Hey, that's what friends are for. You look amazing." She said. Then she turned to Roxie. "Ok, you can do Izzy's hair. And I'd like mine to be kinda formal but in a sexy way...any ideas?"

"Ok, cool!" Lani smiled, bouncing up and down slightly on her toes. She was really excited.

(will you find a pic to show her hair? 'cause idk how youre doing it)

Rayne stirred slightly, but remained unconscious. She was a fragile person, easily scared, and it was hard to tell when she would be coming to.

I would like to play Phantasma. I believe I have less than 150 posts.

Lexi snuggled closer to Mid, murmuring his name in her sleep. "Mid..." she sighed. "No." She uttered a few more unintelligable phrases before quieting.

Rayne began to mutter in her unconscious state, memories coming back to her as vividly as if they were real. "No...daddy, please. I'm sorry. It's not my fault!" She flailed in Nicholas' arms. "Don't kill me...daddy."

(hahaha ok. xD oh do you have a specific name in mind for yours?)

Lani looked over at Izzy and saw that she was deep in thought. She didn't want to bother her, so she simply remained silent.

Alright, thanks! I'm eager as well. :) This is a really well thought out plot, very intruiging. I like it!

Rayne suddenly regained consciousness, screaming. She burst into tears, the memory of her father obviously upsetting her greatly. She looked around, not knowing where she was or what had happened. All she knew was that the memory of her father was still haunting her.

So I did the whole "advanced roleplay" thing, sent in a character, and it got accepted. Great. Now...where can I do advanced roleplay?

Lexi felt something, from beyond her dream. It was as if something had happened that she had been longing for but she had missed it...she started to open her eyes, then quickly shut them. Maybe it would happen again if she pretended to be asleep. Hopefully Mid wouldn't notice...

(haha although I'm sure he'll notice xD)

Lexi had still pretended to be asleep when they landed, but quickly "woke up" once she realized that she and Mid were there alone. She stretched, faking a yawn. "Hmm, what happened?" She asked, her eyes widening innocently. She stretched out her wings.

((ok...how about Jesse for mine? and Derick...ok that works))

"Um...I have no idea. Roxie? Where are we going?"

"I...my...my dad is a Seeker!" Rayne found herself blurting out the words as if she could not keep them in any longer. And suddenly the words came pouring out, as she told the story of how her father had saught to kill her, and her mother had pitied her and hidden her. "But then my mother came and said that my father was coming, and I had to run." Rayne finished the story, tears streaming from her eyes. "She told me to leave, and to never come back. She said she wouldn't ever save me again."

Kitsumi, also known as Sumi, and Skylide, or Sky, were simply wandering around aimlessly without direction. "Ugh...I am so tired of simply killing people." Sumi sighed. "I mean, I know I have to do it, and it's sometimes fun and all, but I wish we had some other thing to do, y'know?"
Sky laughed. "Let me guess...you wanna find a hot hunk of vampire to settle down with and raise a coven of little ones. Am I right?"
Sumi elbowed him in the ribs. "Shut up." She blushed. "That is so not true!"
Sky shrugged. "Really? Too bad. Cause there are a couple guys who have the scent of vampires over there."
Sumi swung around, sighting the vampires her brother was talking about. "Hmmm..." She murmured thoughtfully. "I am kinda lonely....let's go!" Without warning, she took of running toward them, and Sky was left with nothing to do but follow.

Jet was sitting on the curb, his head in his arms. Great, another job I've lost. He thought despairingly. I might as well just be dead...I'm a screw up and a failure.

Character Name: Windwhisper

Character Age: 17 Moons

Gender: She-cat

Alliance: Nomads of Ardath

Rank: Drifter

Appearance: Windwhisper is a long-furred she-cat. She has cinnamon tabby coloring. Her eyes, which are fairly big when compared to most other cat's, are a light blue, with a violet tint. Her features are very soft and feminine. She has a long, graceful tail. She's very attractive as far as cats go.

Personality: Windwhisper is a very good-natured cat. She is sweet and gentle, and would have made a good mother had she not felt called to be a drifter. Although she is easy to get along with, she knows when to be firm. It is impossible to change her mind once she has made it. Everything she does is for the good of her fellow cats. Whether you agree with her or not, her word is final, although she will not force it on you. She simply will not change her mind.
---Likes (at least 3): Unlike most cats, Windwhisper actually likes the rain. She finds it calming, and sleeps best during rainy nights. She is also fond of kits, and provides extra care and attention to them and all queens expecting. Windwhisper is very fascinated with the moon and stars, and is known to spend many a night looking out at them, trying to determing their patterns and what they mean.
--- Dislikes (at least 3): Windwhisper is a cat that does not tolerate arguing within her den. If she finds you arguing, she will kick you out and have you settle the problem elsewhere. She is not very fond of any cat who looks down on younger cats or kits, as she believes that their future depends on them. She is also deathly afraid of fire. If she is anywhere near fire, she will freeze and be unable to move
---Strengths: Her main strength is healing and caring for the cats she loves. She is also blessed with a very good memory, which is handy for remembing her herbs and berries and other natural remedies.
---Weaknesses: Her fear of fire is looked upon as a weakness. She is unable to do anything when there is fire around, and becomes useless. She is also a bit too compassionate in the eyes of other cats. She has known to be sympathetic to cats that where not of her clan. Her greatest weakness though is her absoulate fear of battles. While she can heal near battles, she is unable to fight at all, even if attacked. If she is attacked, she simply goes limp, and may be killed of quickly.

]History: Windwhisper had a fairly normal birth, with no complications. Sadly, her littermates where killed early in life by a bought of greencough, which also killed her mother. It was this event that made Windwhisper realize that she wanted to be a drifter. She felt that if she could heal the cats of her clan, she would be able to do something in the memory of her mother and littermates. She began memorizing herbs and such. She was given her first oppurtunity to practice her healing when she found a kit nearly drowned. To her great surprised, she was able to revive the kit. She quickly became the drifter's apprentice, and became very close to her mentor. When her mentor died, windwhisper was greatly grieved. She is now the drifter, and everything she does is in memory of a loved one lost. Although she sometimes finds it hard to go on without them, she knows that she is doing what is best for her clan by carrying on.

Roleplay Sample: Winwhisper scowled at the arguing cats. "You know my rules. If you wish to argue, you must take it elsewhere." When they refused to move, she yowled sharply. "Now!" She watched as their tails disappeared out of her den, and sighed. She hated yelling at anyone, especially younger cats who were inexperienced. But she simply would not tolerate arguing, especially when she had a sick cat in her den that may be disturbed by the disagreement. However, she still felt bad, and made it a point to apologize for her sharp tongue later. Of course, it would have to be much later. She had a sick cat to attend to now.