Posts by Cosmos

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]i think they're really cute and would pay anywhere between 2000-20000fk for one <3

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]happy birthday! i don't know you, but still, birthdays are nice days <3

did you get any presents?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]hello,
i'm cosmos, a new member of the site! i've been roleplaying for about six years or so now on smaller websites, all of which mainly involving either horses or dogs/wolves. i enjoyed one with a post-apocalyptic equine roleplay actually, quite unique, but the poor site has shut down now and i can no longer access it </3 that's how i wound up here; i was searching for more places to roleplay and, remembering warriors, decided to search for a website that allowed me to roleplay that for a change - when i found this place, i realised it allowed all sorts of roleplay, so signed up straight away. it looks amazing, so far, and the community seems wonderful! i can't wait to start.

a bit about me: i'm an english girl of fifteen years old, nearing sixteen. i enjoy writing, art and physical education, enjoying an odd mix of exercise and pursuits of the mind. i like animals, and foster stray puppies and kittens, also providing rehabilitation for abused pets alongside my parents. at the moment, we have five kittens and three puppies, and then an adolescent pit bull. i also have a few permanent pets; a year old golden retreiver named bucky and an eight month old snowshoe kitten named tiramisu. we also have a bunch of sheep, goats and cattle, and a border collie named spitfire that acts as a sheepdog. i live in the countryside, on a farm, hence the farm animals. the internet is surprisingly fast out here.

i can't think of anything else, but i'm in most fandoms on this site, apparently, except for harry potter and doctor who. i think i'll start out in the main game, also, and would love to make friends and roleplay.

hope to see everyone round <3

-cosmos

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]tracking; beautiful graphics <3

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]Fatigue shone in the maroon eyes of the palid kitten as he waded forth through the shallow parts of the sea, his gaze glazed and glassy, almost sightless but still able to make out the looming ship that stood now only one hundred and fifty metres away from him. Each step was drawn out, his paws dragged along the wet sand as he struggled to even lift each leg to walk; the world around him was spinning, his head pounding, and he could barely stand, staggering unevenly in a vain attempt to keep moving. Blood stained his entire body above halfway up his legs, the white fur revealed by the sea's small waves the only indication of his fur colour; it was, with all the scarlet, hard to tell where it was all coming from, any injuries hidden by pelt and crimson.

Archaickit was tired, his eyelids drooping over almost blind eyes, yet he forced his body to keep moving, forced his heart to keep beating, forced his lungs to intake and expel air just for a moment more before he came within twenty metres of the ship. It seemed far bigger now, a blur of dark hues twining to form a barely distinguishable shape, and, deciding he had moved far enough, his forelegs abruptly buckled, sending him crashing into the somewhat shallow sea. Saltwater sprayed up around him, slowly cleansing him, but the blood was seemingly ingrained into the white, leaving him a pale pink as he lay there, unconscious and dying fast.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]hello, jori <3 thanks for the welcome! i think i'll most definitely enjoy it here, yes; this place is amazing.

school's terrible; i'm currently going to a divided all girl's school that's also half all boy's, and whilst we share a complex the entirety of the school day is spent with your own gender. in later hours, you can meet with everyone, as it's an optional boarding school, too; every so often i do stay through the duration of term and i prefer it over my old public school <3

the fostered animals are my life - it's a challenging task, caring for them, though rewarding, and if you decide to take it up in later life you'll love it, i promise.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]Voices. They swam around the still-pounding head of the young kitten and for a moment he dispelled them as figments of his imagination. Simply written off as auditory hallucinations, for the most part Archaickit ignored them until he came to the realisation that they were in fact real people, and weakly he forced his lustreless chocolate eyes to open and peer at the large bodies about him. They were conversing amongst themselves, or at least, had just paused in conversing amongst themselves, and Arch tried to work out whether they were there to aid him or harm him.

He could not feel any extra wounds aside from the many on his body, the fairly shallow shoulder and flank scratches differing greatly from the large, open and festering wound on his tail that was clearly infected. There were others, too: a mild gash on his stomach, not too deep and luckily not yet infected; a broken hind leg, hard to notice as it was not a particularly dramatic snap and he had been putting weight on it before; and a notch in his ear that had spilled a distinct path of blood down the side of his head. These wounds, injuries he had memorised, had not increased in toll, so... The only conclusion his foggy brain could come to was that these were benevolent spirits.

"Wa..." his voice was high yet hoarse, and he struggled to spit the words out. "ter... So... Thir...sty... Please..."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]based on past experience, maybe about 2 or 3. i will just lavish attention onto one of them, though.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]they're beautiful <3 i'd definitely use them.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]His body was trembling, the beginnings of a seizure starting to wrack his form, and the male glanced up with glassy eyes desperately as Artie bounded away. It would be alright. They were getting water. Archaickit would practically weep with exhaustion if only he had the energy, and then he lay still except for the twitching of his every muscles. "Tha..." he began to rasp out his gratitude, but then Artie was out of earshot and he fell silent, breathing laboured and shallow. The pain, oh, the pain was unbearable, but he bit down on his lip so hard it drew blood, finally coming into a state of consciousness that enabled him to feel the full force of the agony of his wounds.

Bikinipaw's words did little to soothe him -- did she take him for an idiot? He may have been young, but he knew this was not alright. There was an ugly, festering wound sitting there -- not good -- there were several other injures adorning his frame -- not good -- and his fur was stained a light pink with his own blood. Things did not seem positive.

A hiss of evident pain was drawn from the youth's mouth at the contact of a poultice on the gash at his belly, and he paddled his paws weakly in a display of barely fathomable protest. Gabbled words of agony rang out, hoarse and barely above a whisper, songs of mercy hummed on pale lips whitened further with the promise of pure, unadulterated torment. Living through this in the brutal grasp of consciousness caused his practically sightless gaze to squeeze shut; Archaickit whimpered once as hot, salty tears seeped from beneath closed eyelids. The stinging at his stomach pounded his gut and caused a wave of nausea to wash over him, but then Birdcub moved to the infected rip and began to speak for extra herbs, causing his breathing to become high pitched and panicked. "Hurts..." the cadaver male crooned, licking his gums. "Hurts... Badly..."

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theme: red, yellow, fast. in a hurry, upbeat, confident.
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curious.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]"D'ya reckon yellow rabbit tastes different to normal rabbit? Like a banana. And the pink ones taste like strawberries, the blue like blueberries and the green like... Uh... Apples? Yeah, apples. But I like bananas the best, hence why I got yooouuu, and named you Banana. 'Course, I'd never eat you, but... Eh. I still wonder if you taste nice."

The odd natter drifting lazily from the maw of an almost-warrior aged cheetah -- or possibly now warrior aged cheetah -- was at first perceived to be directed at nothingness, giving the impression of insanity, but then, as he brushed past the foliage and his long, slender legs came into view, it was evident that a pastel yellow lagomorph was hopping merrily beside him, twitching its whiskers and wiggling its nose as he spoke. Banana, as the rabbit was called, was more of a prize he got from raiding a network of holes possessed by rather violent bunnies when he was younger, and the oddly hued pet had stuck with him ever since. The joke of him eating Banny was one he would never carry out, as, despite his protested indifference towards his companion when in the company of others, he actually was quite fond of the littly guy.

Yet now the male, known only as Kid Flash to those around him, skipped towards the border, light green eyes darting back and forth almost suspiciously even as a cocky grin worked its way onto his maw. DarkClan, huh? The stench of a border was blatantly obvious, and since he'd followed all directions correctly, he could only assume this was the right place, and his friend was here after all. "Hey! Hellooo~?" the cheetah called out as Banana scrabbled impatiently at his forelegs, darting between them as if it were a mini slalom course.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]oh, thank you!

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]As Leo approached, Kid, whom had been busy tickling Banana, glanced up, momentarily embarrassed. Yet he recovered quickly, straightening up and flashing the male a friendly, almost flirtatious grin. "Eh... Kid- Flash- uh- well... Y'know, forget that. Just call me Kid, 'kay? I'm here to join; this is DarkClan, I'm guessing. I followed the directions and everything..." the cheetah trailed off, but with a good natured glint in his eyes, and then he slowly sat down, watching as his pastel bunny hopped towards Leo in curiosity.

"Careful, Ban, he might eat you." good natured banter, and Banana took no notice of the warning, causing Wally to grin.

The dull cracking of large paws making their way towards him caused him to turn, however, and the male searched with a spring emerald gaze as a maltese leviathan came into view; jaws parted in momentary shock before he recovered, giving a mild nod. "Well hey there, handsome, you a DarkClanner too?" glancing to Leo once more and offering a cheeky wink, chuckling mildly, the cheetah shuffled his paws before giving a yawn.

"Do I have to swear loyalty, then, or...? Some kid back at the- where I came from- said I had to pledge my undying loyalty to whatever clan I choose to settle in, so... If that's the case, I'll be loyal, promise. Swear on my uncle's life." Wally then rubbed his muzzle on his foreleg, seeming perfectly calm. [i]"Yeah, it's me. Who else would it be? Santa? C'mon, we all know he doesn't exist, Nighty. Really."

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[justify][size=8]hello and welcome to my first character gallery; skin meets skin. please feel free to look around, see if there're any characters you would like to roleplay with, but please, don't take anything! i'd appreciate it if everything stayed as mine, the ideas and all, though i don't see why any odd quirks in the character form can't be used as long as you ask permission and credit is given afterwards. for ideas, however, you cannot take them. i also ask that you don't post, as, well... that's bad. pm me for anything!

active characters.
[1] archaickit > male > arcadianclan
[2] kid flash > male > darkclan
male > 2 female > 0 overall > 2

pending characters .
[1] swashbuckler > male > loner

name ideas .
daven[bell(s)], wovenheart, dew that lands on [charlotte]'s web, bloodcurdle, whitetorrent, blacktorrent, balancedbrink, flyswatter, bloodyhell, startledexclamation, sudden bout of [jovial laughter], pulledpork, fricklefrackle, world viewed through a [child's eyes].

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[forename, middle name/s] archaickit debonair
[nickname/s] arch, archy/ie
[pseudonym/s] none

[biological gender] masculine
[mental gender] masculine, he only accepts male pronouns
[sexual orientation] homosexual panromantic

[alliance] arcadianclan
[loyalty] himself
[ranking] kitten

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palid, sickly; two words to describe the male throughout his entire life. he is a lanky, thin and rather small individual, his bones sticking out almost painfully; it is clear he is malnourished and has never, nor will ever, possess any real muscles. his build could once be classed as feminine, but as an adult he is just plain anorexic, and it is quite worrying. swathed in a short pelt of alabaster, this chalky male is only marred by a faint, barely unnoticeable pink tint that comes from his earliest childhood, blood soaked and traumatised, barely able to stand. he has many a scar on his shoulders and flanks, pale pink lines that can never be erased from his body structure. there are many more of these, however, including a rather jagged and ugly slash over his stomach from top to bottom, a partially amputated (but now rather crooked) tail with a raw patch of skin from an old, infected wound and a notch in his ear, deep and painful. he walks with a limp due to breaking his hind leg as a child, also, another one of his many youthful injuries inflicted by the evil. his eyes are a deep chocolate maroon, though glassy and barely able to see, only just making out light and blurred colours that somehow form rough and uneven shapes of terror. to sum him up, he is not classically cute, handsome or even average; he's quite a mess, and barely notices.

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[surname] west
[forename, middle name/s] wallace
[nickname/s] wally, freshness
[pseudonym/s] kid flash

[biological gender] masculine
[mental gender] masculine
[sexual orientation] bisexual

[alliance] darkclan
[loyalty] the regime
[ranking] warrior

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]"Hey, doll." giving a grin towards the leopard as she neared, the charming cheetah -- whom meant no harm in his flirtatious teasing -- nodded his head in greeting, tail flicking. "So now what, may I ask? Do I have to do some special voodoo ritual to prove that my spoken oath is true? Because I promise you, I don't just hand out my loyalty willy-nilly. And magic doesn't exist, just so you know." Wally then sat back, studying Arcticflame. She seemed somewhat familiar with Nightpaw, which of course meant they were probably friends, which of course meant she was his friend. More or less.

"Oh, and don't ask Banana here to give his loyalty, too. He doesn't speak cat. Can't wrap his vocal chords around the language, poor guy." he reached to prod at the pastel bunny, causing it to fall on its side and lay there, seemingly stunned.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]hello, cucumber dear <3
no, i didn't, but it all came as a bit of a shock, to be honest, this joining. && thanks for the cheetah bab ur so sweet smooches

hello feary the moose assassin
yes i do like llamas
they're very sweet creatures