Posts by succ

(( This is my first time using this RPG site.. I am really not even sure if I'm posting this in the right place.. Eh. ))
(( Ahe-heh-hem. )) (( Okay.. I'm two moons old, I have oddeyes ( Left-eye is brown, the other is blue.) I'm a Japanese bobtail, so my tail is very short. I have a black paw ( left paw ), a full black bobtail and the rest of my pelt is pure white. My voice is a bit annoying, with a British tone hinted into it. And, lastly, I am smaller than the regular size for my age. :) ))

Cerberus shakily stood up from her tree branch, attempting to keep her balance in place. She sat down on the rough bark, looking up to the sky. It was sunhigh, the warmth of the Sun's rays flowing through her white fur. She leaped down from the branch, which it was not that far from the ground. The she-kit padded in the direction of her Twolegs' home, until she remembered that they had left her. "I never needed them anyway.." she mumbled to herself. The kit sighed, plopping down under the tree she had slept under. She felt a soft breeze flow passed her, causing a leaf to fall from above. Her brown and blue eyes watched as it gently fluttered to the grassy ground. She swiped at the leaf, making it flutter above her head and back down to the grass. She smirked, "So, that's how your going to be. Huh?". She remembered how her father used to play with her like that. She also remembered how he was very strong, so she puffed up her short fur and charged at the leaf, a paw extended, ready to swipe.

(( Okay. :) I'm not so sure on what point of day it is, but I'm guessing it's moonhigh. I'll try to follow along as best I can. ))

Cerberus' ears perked up, as a faint noise rang throughout the trees. The kit shook the curiousity out of her mind, letting the leaf remain still in the grass. She looked up to her branch, now cloaked in shadows as the moon rose higher in the sky. Cerberus clawed into the base of the tree, climbing up to her makeshift den. She laid down on the moss she had settled onto the large branch a couple of sunrises ago, and curled into a comfortable position. She felt wide-awake as she looked up at the stars above her through the leaves of the tree, watching the overcast of clouds slowly glide in the sky. A faint smile grew on her face. The nightsky looked spectacular, mysterious, beautiful.

The kit's ears twitched, she could hear leaves crumpling in the distance. She glanced down from her tree branch, seeing nothing that should alarm her. But, she remembered, that her sight isn't as good as other felines. A small amount of paranoia whispered at the back of her brain. A chill slithered it's way up her spine. She glanced up, looking back at the night sky, attempting to shrug off the negative feelings. She watched how the stars twinkled, how the moon gleamed.

OOC: Testing some different font sizes and colours: "Oi, my bagels!" Said crazy Larry.

OOC: Sorry 'bout that.

IC: Cerberus sat on her branch, feeling a wave of drowsiness washing over her. She felt something lingering somewhere below, but she was too tired to deal with it right now. I shouldn't worry about whatever that is right now. Anyroad, if there was something down there, I'm safe on this branch. Cerberus thought to herself, glancing one last time at the moonlit ground below before shutting her eyes and falling into the darkness of sleep.

OOC: How sneaky, Shard.

IC: Cerberus instantly awoke, startled. The kit last her footing on the branch, causing her to plumet to the grassy ground below. She landed on the ground, lying on her side, looking up at the cat that almost scared her out of her fur. "Blimey.." Cerberus meowed, glancing down at her paws. "..I thought this forest was uninhabited." she muttered quietly. She lifted her minuscule body up from the ground, shaking off pieces of grass from her pelt. Cerberus' ribs poked through her dirty, ruffled fur, her dull eyes looked back to the shadow of a cat, the feline that had awoken her.

The kit's eyes widdened, she has never spoken to another cat before, except for her relatives. "I-I-I.." Cerberus stammered, staring down at her paws. Cerberus noticed she was shaking. "I apologize, miss." the young kitten spoke, her voice was shaking severely, "I-I.. My name is C-.. Cerberus," the kitten said, looking up from her paws and into the gleaming eyes of ShardStone. I bet she thinks I'm odd, Cerberus thought to herself. The young cat sat down slowly, wrapping her tail around her paws. "I-I do need a place to s-stay," Cerberus said, glancing up at the branch that she has been using as a make-shift den for a few sunrises.

Cerberus followed Shard to the darkened cavern. Cerberus entered the mouth of the cave, feeling a bit nauseous from the extreme feeling of anxiety. "Thanks," the kit said in a low, but grateful voice.

OOC: Just so I'm aware, are there any other felines inhabiting this cave, miss?

IC: "Well.." Cerberus began, her strange brown and blue eyes staring up at ShardStone. "I used to live a pampered life, with my o-owners. My father, W-Wolf, and my mother, Angel, gave birth to me and my brother and sister. I cannot remember that much of my siblings, b-but my parents told me they were sent to another owner. It was just m-me, my mum, and my dad. B-B-But one sunrise, I awoke to an unfamiliar Two-leg. I-It mistreated me.. And my parents," Cerberus meowed, a sharp knife of grief and hurt slicing into her chest. "I later found out, my previous T-Two-leg, had.." the kit sniffled, letting out a low whimper. "It had.. P-P-Passed on," she lowered her head, staying silent for a few heartbeats. "The new Two-leg did not like us.. It consumed food infront of us, leaving our bowl e-e-empty. It would.. It would hurt us.." Cerberus choked out as she looked to a patch of fur missing on her thigh, revealing a large scar. "My parents and I escaped from the wretched Two-leg's imprisonment. We found a new shelter, a-abandoned by the Two-legs. We settled in, b-but I could tell my mum and dad were having trouble adjusting to this new type of life. Th-Th-They fought alot.. My father slept outside numerous times.. B-B-B-But a couple of moons after we had escaped, my mum came down with and illness.." the kit whimpered, "She.. Sh-She didn't make it." Cerberus said, a deep sadness in her voice. "My father went mad.. He wouldn't eat any of the prey I brought for him.. My dad grew so skinny.. He didn't even groom himself anymore, causing his fur to grow dirty and matted," the kit sqeaked, closing her eyes, growing silent for a moment until continuing, grief overwhelming her. "He didn't make it either!" she wailed, her eyes held closed as her body grew tense. "I've been alone ever since," she sighed, letting her body relax.

OOC: Kk.

IC: "You've had experience with those no good bastards too?" Cerberus responded, looking a bit surprised. She seems so tough; I thought only suttle cats lived with Two-legs.

"I-I'm sorry," Cerberus apologized, staring up at the cat. "I shouldn't have even asked," she muttered, scolding herself.

Cerberus' eyes filled with a demented rage. "Your father's dark-hearted nature will be the cause of tormented afterlife as he spends it in the Dark Forest, burning with all the other cats of sin," she growled. The kitten cleared her throat, realizing what she had just said. "My deepest apologies, miss. I have no respect for beings of that kind." Cerberus bowed her head in apology. [i]I need to watch what I say; I bet she thinks I'm downright barmy,[i] She thought to herself.

OOC: Eh, I'm strange. Since this is a different role play, I'll use another character of my many characters. I've been waiting to try out another character than Cerberus.

IC: A young Abyssinian male stalked around an older feline, his fur bristling. The Chausie cat's lips were held back into a snarl. The only sound that could be heard was the wind of Leaf-Bare. The Abyssinian snickered, "I pity your existence," he spat, continuing to circle the Chausie.

NPC: "Atleast my existence counts, you worthless fox-dung," the Chausie hissed, his green eyes filled with anger and hate.

IC: The Abyssinian let out a growl and flung himself at the tom, pinning him down. "You piece of sh**," he growled, holding an unsheathed claw onto the tom's neck as he spit in his face.

NPC: "Atleast I'm not," the Chausie paused for a moment, gasping for air, "..Completely insane," he choked out, kicking his hind legs at the Abyssinian's underbelly.

IC: The Abyssinian let out a yowl of anger, raking his claws across the opponent's chest. His amber eyes glowed in the moonlight. The tom bit deep into the Abyssinian's forearm, causing blood to drip down the opponent's face as he bit harder and harder into his forearm. The Abyssinian let a wail of pain escape from his jaws; the sound echoed through the trees. The Abyssinian tumbled off of the Chausie, stunned.

NPC: "I always knew you were soft, Tobias." the Chausie laughed, raising up, facing the tom. The Chausie sprinted forward, casting a blow into the tom's head, causing him to lose his footing. The Chausie looked at the tom lying on the ground, a smirk on his face. He raised an unsheathed claw up to the Abyssinian's neck.

IC: "I knew you were always a lie, Gavin," Tobias hissed, clawing at his eyes. One claw raked through Gavin's left eye, blood spilling down his cheek.

NPC: Gavin growled in pain and hate, blindly swinging claws at Tobias. His right eye was filling with blood, causing him to not be able to see. "You ass!" Gavin continued to shout as he swung claws at Tobias, missing him with every one of them.

IC: Tobias got up, avoiding the random hits being thrown at him. Tobias flung onto Gavin, pinning him once again. "Calm down, you maniac," Tobias snickered, watching Gavin struggle as he releasing loud wails of pain and anger. Tobias dug his teeth into Gavin's neck, digging it deeper and deeper the more he struggled. Tobias waited until he could hear the gurgle of blood in Gavin's throat as he struggled for breath. Tobias slowly raised up from the injured cat, listening to the yowls that drowned in Gavin's throat. "G'night, Gav," Tobias said, watching him go through spazms, growing weaker and weaker until he grew limp. Tobias licked his lips, clearing the fresh blood from around his mouth. He looked down at his forearm, noticing the wound Gavin had left. Tobias trotted into a dense layer of oak trees, looking back once more at Gavin's limp body. "Damnit Gav, why did you have to be such an ass?" Tobias muttered, continuing to walk through the trees. Blood was dripping down Tobias' arm, leaving a trail of red paw-prints on the ground. "I need to wrap this up," Tobias said to himself, watching as the blood continued to flow.

OOC: This is a loner RP, but kittypets, Two-Legs (owners) and predators (such as bears, foxes, badgers, so on.) are allowed.
My character:
Name- Brewster
Age- Nine moons
Species- Felis catus (Feline, cat)
Gender- Male
Breed- Abyssinian
Fur- Caramel with a black tipped tail and chocolate head, back and underbelly
Eyes- Copper
Relationship Status- Single
Siblings- Brisco (Male, Deceased), Catriona (Female), Henley (Male)
Parents- Conner (Father, Deceased), Annabell (Mother, Deceased)
Personalty- Strange, very anti-social, imaginitive, brooding
Other- Suffers from: Bi Polar disorder (mood swings, depression), PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder), Insomnia

A young, blue-grey pelted tom wondered through the forest aimlessly. The tom was walking slowly through the fallen leaves, his imagination was running free in his mind. He glanced up at a pine tree, bracing his muscles, getting ready to climb. The tom unsheathed his claws, then threw himself at the base of the tree and began to climb until he reached the first branch. He bounded from the bark to the branch, shaking a few leaves out of his pelt. He looked down to the ground below, noticing two felines socializing. He wasn't in ear-shot to understand their words, but it didn't seem like an arguement. The tom let out a long yawn and laid down, continuing to watch the cats below.

OOC: Splendid idea.

IC: Tobias continued to study the bite on his forearm, licking the dripping blood from it every so often. He trotted through the oak trees, attempting to find a acceptable place to rest. "Aha," he whispered to himself, noticing an abandoned Two-Leg shelter left in ruins. It was a once-beautiful beige cottage, now it was infested with ivy and rotting mahogany. Tobias noticed a large hole in the ceiling, perfect for his usual before-bed routine of stargazing. As he began to step into the cottage, he could hear fallen leaves rustling behind him. He licked his lips, assuming it was prey. Hopefully a plump field mouse; I'm starved, he thought to himself. Tobias slowly stepped into a cottage, peering out a window with shattered glass. He noticed eyes that were red as Deathberries. That looks like a pretty big rat, he sarcastically thought to himself. Crouching low below the window sill, he creeped towards the hole he had entered the building through. Let me teach this stalker a lesson, he smiled. He sprinted toward the figure he saw in the shade of an oak tree. The Sun was just starting to rise, casting rays of light over the stranger. He still couldn't see the feline very well, but it's eyes sparkled red, guiding him to where it was. "Got you now!" he exclaimed, pouncing on the dark-pelted feline, pinning it down. He placed his paws on it's forearms, holding the 'stalker' in place. "What do you want?" he questioned it, an annoyed tone in his voice.

OOC: If you haven't already noticed, Tobias has a very rude personalty, his past was pretty f*cked up.

IC: Tobias scrambled up, shaking leaves out of his copper pelt. The bite wound on his forearm began to bleed once he hit the ground, causing the blood to drip down his arm. "Oh, I'm sorry, may I please stay here, miss." he responded sarcastically. "I'm Tobias." he answered, the annoyance still lodged into his deep voice.

Tobias poked at the cloth as he spoke, "I had to take care of some 'business' on this particular side of the forest. The guy I had to deal with was such an ass," he snickered. "But he was fun though," Tobias said, speaking what was in his mind. "What about you; what are YOU doing on this side of the forest?" Tobias questioned, realizing that was a pretty stupid question because she already explained she lives here.

OOC: Oh, this sounds splendid-ly interesting.

IC: An eight moon old Korat wearily stumbled through the forest, his blue eyes were dull and his fur was matted and ragged. The tom was wheezing severely, coughing every so often. "Damnit," he muttered, a sharp pain stinging in his chest. He was suffering from Greencough, and his immune system was having trouble defending itself. The Korat has trouble fighting off illnesses, his liver was born not as strong as normal. The tom grumbled, his chest pain was intensifying. He looked down, noticing flowers spread on the trail he was already following. Peculiar.. he thought to himself, slowly following the trail of flowers. He continued to follow the strange trail with his head down, until he bumped into a something hard with his forehead. The tom looked up, slowly stepping back to notice the mouth of a cave. He stepped in, his wheezing bouncing off of the walls of the large space. He attempted to walk to the mossy bedding, instead falling over halfway there. His liver couldn't fight any of the infection, causing it to worsen. "I-Is anyone here?" he said, his voice hoarse. He looked to his side and noticed a pile of prey, but he was already too weak to rise up.

He held out his forearm, blood continuing to drip onto the grass. The bite was deep, a chunk of flesh missing from Tobias' upper right forearm. This she-cat is polite, unlike all the other rotten fleabags I've met, he thought to himself, looking down at the wound.