Posts by OPIA ?!

[justify][size=8]not so.

dawny and i are trying to fix it, but due to weird password issues, it looks like this may be my new account. long story short, i had [and still have] my laptop taken away, and with soccer, school, war and peace and everything else, i finally remembered about a week ago that i haven't been on since december 31st. when i tried to log onto my account to give everyone a heads-up on my late hiatus message, it kept saying that security has been updated, and to put in my password again. it would refuse to log me in. i may not be continuing some of my characters on that account because they're subs and i can't remember the names of all of them, only traits.

so yeah. info spread. this is most likely opia's new account until further notice. so sorry to my rp partners. also, i won't be on often for now. i am on a hiatus. i just wanted to get stuff straightened out so angry rpers wouldn't be knocking down my door.

love you all, have a lovely day~

edit: also, if somebody could *please* help me find a list of my characters i had somewhere, you would be my new bestie. seriously. i'm crying over my lost babes.

also, please please PLEASE pm me if we were planning things, talking, we were friends, etc. because i've lost the links to all my friends and i've missed you jerks.

this layout belongs to feesh! she let me use it, thanks so much <333

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[font=georgia]full name. stephano simul stamus mortem nocte-maestus
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[font=georgia][b]species. felis catus (domestic cat)
weight. 3.6 kg (7.9 lb)
length. head+body - 522 mm (21 in.) tail - 269 mm (11 in.)
gender. male
sexuality. homosexual "kiracifer"
body. [a slim skeleton and blue golden tabby markings] the pelt of this tom could be described in many ways; wisps of smoke clinging to the sunlight, silver raking its cold, startling fingers through blond. this male is a marbled blue golden tabby. his fur is swirled with grey and cream, giving him a dusty, disheveled appearance, and his paws are socked with a paler grey, along with a pair of stockings matching in colour. his skeletal build is compact and stephano's ears are a little big, but other than that, the tom is pretty well proportioned. he is much like a little lion, with thick fur and a gold-stained face. moving down from his head, though, is where the sun catches silver. his body is mainly silvery-blue as well, with places where russet-gold tarnishes the shimmers. his nose is small and rosy-pink, and match his paw-pads perfectly without a hint of difference. his bones are fragile and could easily break if he takes a fall from a high place and lands wrong.
eyes. stephano's eyes are the colour of champagne in a thin glass
powers. i don't think i want him to have any powers, however that may change
personality. [promiscuous. sassy. independent. trauma drama. social butterfly. esfp.] promiscuous. "i'll make you dirty boys blush!" good thing he's gay, or else stephano would have lots of kittens running around bearing his genes. whether just romantic or even farther, stephano is known to have many partners, even as quickly as one day one tom, next day another. he is very comfortable with things such as one-night stands and he often hangs out with one tom for a few weeks before moving on to another. it's hard to tie him down, he gets bored so easily. he looks at his romantic interests as someone to put on a high pedestal, and he often does before he dumps them. the tom tries to remain on good terms, however. when he's with a certain cat romantically, stephano has no shame and tends to hang all over them and act very clingy, especially around other cats. he has a bit of a jealous streak.
sassy. "i'll scare 'em off with my snappy comebacks." stephano is what you would call a sass-master. he'll get up into anyone's face and shoot them down faster than an enemy plane any time he feels. he isn't afraid to say things that would hurt feelings and he can burn bridges without looking back fairly easily. he is the sarcastic one out of the group and though he may not be the best at it, it can be laughable. wip
clan. loner (later goes to the elite, if that's alright)
rank. loner
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[font=georgia][b]notes. ["i'll make you dirty boys blush" "promiscuous boy" "hopeless flirt" "ludo" "swirls of grey and cream, giving him a dusty, disheveled appearance" "lucira" "quiet by nature" "a bit of a daredevil" "plot: true love"]
possible plots.
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[font=georgia][b]theme songs. all the stars in texas by ludo

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[font=georgia]username. bbygurl
muse. fairly high, i'd say about six to seven out of ten
activity. four to five out of ten [only because i'm grounded. when i'm not, it'll be seven to eight because i just finished soccer for the season]
why i deserve this kit. i don't really think i deserve it... i've already got a few hprs, and there are others who have done much better to deserve a kit than me. but i think that i would like this kit because i'm actually kind of in love with him now, he's a lot of fun to portray, and i think i could go somewhere with him. i am very museful on males, however, and would probably stay museful with him for a while.
why i don't deserve this kit. i'm really not one who feels comfortable adopting out or doing temps. don't get me wrong, if i know i won't be here and i have an hp [which i've never had before] i will temp it, but to temp out a museless character isn't really something i like doing. neither is co-owning, again, unless i have to. i used to be what people call "uber-advanced" in writing humans / humanoids, and before that i could do that for some animals, but i haven't role-played, i mean really role-played, in a while, so i'm currently getting help from a friend to get my posts back to a level so that i'm not embarrassed by my posts.
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[justify]i haven't been on in forever. i'm assuming that this is closed?[/justify]

[justify]i already know i'm infp<3[/justify]

[justify]long story short. account issues. is it possible to look at another account's list of subs without being logged into that account?[/justify]

[justify]thanks c:[/justify]

[justify]that's why i couldn't find it it was on my old-old account

i don't think you realise how grateful i am

thank you so much

oh my gosh[/justify]

[justify]thanks. c:[/justify]

[justify]you must teach me your ways

i lose stuff all the time

soundslikemeandcleaningmyroom[/justify]

[justify]cx i could not look through things that long

thanks so much again <3[/justify]

[justify][Unannounced hiatus + password issues when I tried to log on to announce my hiatus = lost subaccount.]

Oh, how he'd missed BloodClan. He'd run off when he was but a kit, eager to explore. Four moons ago, was it? No, three. Well, that little tom was gone. He was still scrawny, yes, but Alas was much more... Mature, now. A time away from camp had done him some good. He hoped he'd see Neonflower again..

The ebony tom purred in amusement as he tried to remember Darkenpool's name, only to remember that awful nickname. His heart fluttered in his stomach as he saw the camp come into sight. Would anyone remember him? Or would he be chased off? He hadn't meant to stray so far that he got lost. The tom had barely gotten by at first. Now, he could hunt for himself, but his fighting skills absolutely, positively sucked. As he grew closer to the camp, he paused, nipping at his own tongue nervously.

/rushed[/justify]

[justify]Alas seemed unfazed by the tiger approaching. "Alas Mist," he replied evenly. "I ran off when I was four moons. I'm old enough to be an apprentice now, and I want back in." He rocked back and forth on his haunches for a moment, as though in thought, and then spread his weight equally among his back and his front legs, as though he were preparing to pounce.[/justify]

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[justify]thanks. c: they did it while i was on hiatus and i couldn't find it.[/justify]

[justify]hi gill<3[/justify]

[justify]Good lord, thought Alas silently, narrowing his light amber gaze slightly. How many big cats have come to the clan since I've been gone? He noticed the arrival of Omid but didn't acknowledge him, seeing yet another cat begin to saunter over. A tom that he'd never seen before, that he knew of.

As Ferdinand spoke, he dipped his head. He'd snuck out once or twice during an acceptance, so he knew the drill. "I swear my undying loyalty to BloodClan. Plus I was born here," he added, the floor on him, "so I would be a traitor to be anywhere else." Oh, poor, foolish, quick-speaking Alas. Sometimes he should think before he lets such careless words tumble off his tongue. Hopefully he didn't offend anyone.

When Shao was plain as day in speaking of Alas' looks as though it were a common knowledge, Alas had to admit to himself - though not to everyone else - that it had caught him off guard. When he had been a kit, he was used to the occasional cat, usually female, who would make little comments about he or another young one's cuteness. But somehow, Alas thought this might be different.

He dipped his head to her lightly. "Uh, thanks," he replied.[/justify]

[justify]track[/justify]

[justify]where's the elite. what the heck.

this is probably stupid i'm sorry.

i haven't been on since december.[/justify]

[justify]i'm forcing myself to play she-cats. i usually play gay males /shot[/justify]

[justify]wow alright thanks guys! c: *locks*[/justify]