No.
TPBM believes in unicorns. (Not me)
No.
TPBM believes in unicorns. (Not me)
Screen name AND username: BrightBrindleWing and Brindlewing
Want ANYTHING based off you? If so, what?(things like fur color, eye color): Grey tabby with deep blue eyes.
Are you okay with having your based character being evil/other things for plots in the story?: Yes, but not too extreme. (Unless you really want to)
Other: Some cats speak to Brindlewing as if she is a Clan leader, and call her Brindlestar. (She doesn't need to be a leader) If possible, could she be part of ThunderClan or RiverClan?
Is criticism allowed?
Nope.
TPBM is in their bedroom. (Not me)
Nope. No criticism, haha. Good poem.
This is pretty much a diary about my crush. Please feel free to comment below, and also share your own experiences!
Year 4.
It's probably just past the middle of the year. I can't remember what time it was. Jacob is torturing me- again. Shoving me about the table and stuff. Grr! I had had enough. For about the umpteenth time, I got to my feet and walked into the centre of the classroom. ''Miss France,'' I said. ''Jacob's pushing me and not giving me space. Then he snatched my pencil off me.'' Miss France treats me like her pet. I don't like that, but at least she always defends me. ''Jacob!'' She boomed. I think at the time I was real smug, but now I quiver in disgust at myself. Jacob wasn't that nasty. I remember the teacher lecturing Jacob, and forcing him to apologise to me in front of the whole class. Then he was sent downstairs. Jacob obeyed sulkily. Miss France kindly shooed me back to my own seat. ''I think it's time we rearranged the seats.' I'm triumphant, but a little guilty. As Jacob is sent back upstairs, I see genuine guilt and sorrow in his face. I'm sorry Jacob, I thought. But this is better for the both of us! ''Sammy will sit next to her,'' Miss France barked. ''Sammy, move now.'' Sammy, a small, mixed race boy slowly padded over to me and settled down beside me. Sammy and Jacob were best friends. I hoped I hadn't angered Sammy that I had got Jack into trouble. Sammy didn't seem to mention anything about Jacob. Infact he just ignored me. I missed Jacob already.
Year 4.
A New Beginning.
It was probably a week or so since the movement. Sammy's pretty funny. He's a maths magician, as we call him, already a level 5 in maths at his age, but whenever the teacher asked a maths question, he would whisper a silly answer to me. But I knew it was not to confuse me. It's because he's a joker. A cute little joker. In literacy, we were reading a book called Varjak Paw. It's about a young tomcat that becomes a fighter. A bit like Warrior Cats, but the Clans are replaced by gangs and it's in a city not a forest. The housecats have Elder Paw in charge, a elderly, humble cat that believes that Varjak is worthy. Me and Sammy were joking around:
''the pencil is the head of the family!''
''The rubber is the head of the family!''
We silently mocked everything, often got told off for chatting... I usually never get into trouble. The year ended. Me and Sammy had one thing in common. We both read Warrior Cats. We were filling in a sheet of what we wanted to read in the summer holidays. Both me and Sammy wrote Warrior Cats. I smiled. And then I realized... I was in love with him.
Year 5.
More Than One Boy Pads After Me.
It's the beginning of year 5. Since me and Sammy don't sit together, he never speaks to me any more. That upsets me, but I don't think Sammy loved me anyway. But this really annoying boy in class, Moe, always 'flirts' with me. But I hate him. Other boys treat me like a princess, and although people always say eww when love is mentioned, I can't help thinking those boys love me. I haven't been confronted about my interests before, but one day, when Sammy spoke to me...
SAMMY: who do you think won the football match, me or Jacob?
ME: Um, you?
SAMMY: (Runs off and starts screeching to Jacob in triumph) she said me!
MOE: You love Sammy, you love Sammy!
I remember my blood running cold yet hot with embarrassment. To my horror, Sammy was bounding over. He had heard!
ME: Be quiet.
Sammy nudged me gently. ''Don't mind him.'' He reassured me. I made my way into the classroom.
It was only a week ago that this following part happened.
Me and my friends, Goldie and Amber, were sitting around a table. Moe was moaning because there was no room for me on the table.
GOLDIE: You know, he fancies you.
AMBER: *Gasp*
ME: No way!
But my fears had been almost confirmed. He was crushing on me.
Even more recently, Moe came up to my face and sneered. ''You love Sammy, you love Sammy!'' What should I do?
More coming soon, once it happens.
I have changed all of the childrens' names, because I don't think they would want their names revealed.
Uh huh.
TPBM prefers chocolate to sweets. (That's me)
No.
TPBM loves Sundays. (That's me, too)
A big welcome to BrightClan, also known as The Hearty. We are the non-religious farm Clan with big hearts and true loyalty. BrightClan are welcoming and accepting, and we would be happy to have new members in the Clan!
Look for the secret phrase in the rules, it will be in 'marks'
rules:
. It is really important not to abuse, upset or assault any Clanmate, or any member of this site whatsoever, out of roleplay.
. Make sure to, if you want to say something out of roleplay, say OOC or use brackets.
. Don't seek high levels. They will be chosen by Brindlestar, the leader.
. Try to be active. Don't join if you're not going to post at least 'once a week'
. read our guide, The Ultimate Guide To BrightClan, before playing. (I will be writing it soon!)
Screen name:
Cat's name:
Cat's rank:
Cat's gender:
Secret phrase:
A big welcome to BrightClan, also known as The Hearty. We are the non-religious farm Clan with big hearts and true loyalty. BrightClan are welcoming and accepting, and we would be happy to have new members in the Clan!
Look for the secret phrase in the rules, it will be in 'marks'
rules:
. It is really important not to abuse, upset or assault any Clanmate, or any member of this site whatsoever, out of roleplay.
. Make sure to, if you want to say something out of roleplay, say OOC or use brackets.
. Don't seek high levels. They will be chosen by Brindlestar, the leader.
. Try to be active. Don't join if you're not going to post at least 'once a week'
. read our guide, The Ultimate Guide To BrightClan, before playing. (I will be writing it soon!)
Screen name:
Cat's name:
Cat's rank:
Cat's gender:
Secret phrase:
BrightClan is a brave and loyal Clan that are welcome to all animals, big and small. They are named after their bright personalities, as well as their courage and closeness to their Clanmates. BrightClan are an almighty Clan that can thrive easily, and are the exact opposites of their wayward, blood hungry enemies, WoundClan, but when it comes to them, BrightClan's happy exterior vanishes, revealing murdering, completely merciless warriors who have been trained well to fight. BrightClan's community are really kind and imaginative, and are always on the lookout for members of all kinds... unless they are planning to destroy them, of course! BrightClan truly believe that they are the greatest Clan, ever!
It is their founder, Brindlestar's, quest to make BrightClan a powerful and somewhat dominating Clan.
Religion:
BrightClan believe strongly in non religious following. One of their only beliefs is WoundClan, the Clan of the bad, grizzly and trouble making cats that like injuring others for the fun of it. BrightClan have no warrior ancestors, and will often tend to 'see' WoundClan, even though they're not there. BrightClan finally gain a belief once they join StarClan or the Dark Forest, and then earn belief in three ancestors, WoundClan, StarClan and the Dark Forest. No BrightClan cat goes to the WoundClan ancestors... perhaps they don't even exist. Maybe the only thing BrightClan believes in doesn't exist at all.
High Positions:
More coming soon!
BrightClan is a brave and loyal Clan that are welcome to all animals, big and small. They are named after their bright personalities, as well as their courage and closeness to their Clanmates. BrightClan are an almighty Clan that can thrive easily, and are the exact opposites of their wayward, blood hungry enemies, WoundClan, but when it comes to them, BrightClan's happy exterior vanishes, revealing murdering, completely merciless warriors who have been trained well to fight. BrightClan's community are really kind and imaginative, and are always on the lookout for members of all kinds... unless they are planning to destroy them, of course! BrightClan truly believe that they are the greatest Clan, ever!
It is their founder, Brindlestar's, quest to make BrightClan a powerful and somewhat dominating Clan.
Religion:
BrightClan believe strongly in non religious following. One of their only beliefs is WoundClan, the Clan of the bad, grizzly and trouble making cats that like injuring others for the fun of it. BrightClan have no warrior ancestors, and will often tend to 'see' WoundClan, even though they're not there. BrightClan finally gain a belief once they join StarClan or the Dark Forest, and then earn belief in three ancestors, WoundClan, StarClan and the Dark Forest. No BrightClan cat goes to the WoundClan ancestors... perhaps they don't even exist. Maybe the only thing BrightClan believes in doesn't exist at all.
High Positions:
More coming soon!
Thanks! I will get into contact with you soon about 'stuff' (i want to get more members and I'm busy sorry)
Yes, there is a sign up form. If anybody is interested, I can invite them.
Yay! I'm Brightkit! (Hugs the universe)
When's more coming?
This is a fun and imaginative game! Example:
player 1: Would you rather jump off a mountain or eat chillies?
Player 2: Eat chillies. Would you rather fight a soldier or bury yourself under mud?
Player 3: Fight a soldier. Would you rather sing in public or punch yourself?
And so on.
I'll start.
Would you rather be sat on by a pig or eaten by a lion? (Eaten by a lion for me)