Posts by CrystalClanLeader

One day, Drew Williams, a sixteen year old boy, asked his mother- "Mom, what are you giving me for my eighteenth birthday?" His mom, Riley Williams, looked at him in confusion. "Sweetie, that's many days away. I don't know." Mrs. Williams replied. Drew nodded blankly, still wondering, and jogged up the stairs.

A year later, Mrs. Williams went up to check on her son to see he had fainted. Within an hour, he was in the hospital immediately. His breaths were shallow, and the nurse put a oxygen tube on him. "Miss, I'm afraid your son has a bad heart." the nurse said, not looking at Mrs. Williams, but continued to help Drew's breathe. Mrs. Williams gasped and began to sob hysterically. Her beautiful seventeen year old boy. She ran up to the doctor, and said some things. The doctor nodded, and told her a single thing- "June 14th." Panicked, Drew breathed harder. What was happening? His mother left the hospital later, leaving Drew alone.

June 14th, his mother returned. The doctor lead her in a room and closed a door. Drew cried out for his mother. "No! Stop! Mom!" he screeched, his cries muffled by the oxygen mask. But she didn't come out.

Another year passed. He recovered, and was able to return home. as he opened the door, he saw a note flutter from the table from the gust of wind created by the door. Drew picked it up curiously.
Drew,
If you are reading this, that means everything went well. If not, it means you will join me soon. Remember that time when you asked me what you'd get for your eighteenth birthday? Well, your present is my heart. Literally. I've given my heart to you in a transplant so you could live. I love you more than anything else in this entire blob of sickness and pain we call the world. I love you.
~Mom

Drew felt tears dribble down his face. The paper was soon mixed with dark spots, both his tears and his mothers. "I love you too." he whispered, looking up, tears stinging his eyes. "I love you too...."

In this roleplay, I will be playing as Drew. Drew father was a alcoholic, and him and Drew's mom divorced. Drew has no siblings. Now he continues to go to a high school. Here's the form.

Thats all. If you were touched by the story, put a in the Other section in the form.

Accepted. And here's Drew's form, By the way.
Name- Drew Williams
Gender- Male
Age- 18
Appearance- Pale, tall boy with a lightly freckled face. His hair is shaggy and brown and his eyes are hazel. He is anemic, which means he lacks iron in his body, and has many bruises because he can do so easily. He also has many scars (Don't ask ^-^)
Personality- Shy, Wary, Mysterious, Scarred, Rarely Smiles. Slightly traumatized from both his father beating him while he was drunk and his mother's sacrifice.
Crush- Nobody Yet, Possible Crush On Grace In The Future
Other-

Is there a sort of form I need to make? Or do I need to present a speech or something?

Tribute Form:

Name: Scarlet
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Personality: Mysterious, Shy, Witty. Scarlet tends to work to kill her enemies with cleverly laid out traps. If not, she could force herself to use a knife, in which she is good at, but can hardly bear to see her, ruthlessly killing a person with a blade piercing their flesh.
Looks: Scarlet has a tall, lean build. She has pale skin which is lightly freckled around her face. Her hair is dark auburn and goes down to the middle of her arm. It is sleek, but reacts badly in humidity
(Poof o-O). Her eyes are a shade of emerald green.
Token: A small, garnet ring. She had found the garnet at age 11 when she was harvesting the fields. It was considered her only luck. She had later twisted a weak strip of silver to fit her little finger, making it a bit large on purpose so it would fit her in later years. She had carefully placed the garnet in the center and worn it ever since. She considered it a "Good Luck Charm."
District: 11 (agriculture)
Allies?: None yet.
Other: Derp.

"I suppose it did." Eclipse said, a tiny bit of a smile peering onto her face. Her stomach rumbled. She playfully stole a fry from his platter and popped it in her mouth. "They're good." she smirked, a giggle making it hard for her to swallow.

After the truce, Spiritstar gave her stinging, aching paw a quick lick, her raspy tongue brushing itself on her claw mark. She grunted in pain as her wound was cleaned out. She sighed, relieved, as she glanced down at her belly. Luckily the medicine cat hadn't noticed; her belly was slightly swollen, but not to a point where it was obvious. Sitting down, she licked her paw until the blood was stopped. She sighed.

Maplefall lead the group out to the hollow. It was much larger than she remembered. She led them in to the soft moss smothering the ground.

Eclipse nodded at Cherry in thanks. She would have said something, but she had just realized how hungry she was and was already biting into her veggie burger. She swallowed and plucked fry from her platter this time, popping it into her mouth. Awkwardly, she continued a pattern-like way of eating.

(sowwy!)

Smoketail continued to walk deeper into the forest, dodging shriveled leaves and twigs. His eyes focused on something rustling in a shrub about three fox-lengths away from him.

Maplefall beckoned with her tail for all the loners to move into the large hollow. One by one, the cats leaked into the den like rainwater trickling into a river.

Smoketail slowly stalked forward, his tail straight and his eyes set. He continued to set down his paws in precise spots, where no noise would be created. He tried to look to see what it was, but couldn't. He could see a fluffy brown tail twitching, and assumed it was a squirrel. He gave his haunches a shake and pounced. The creature squealed and gasped, scrambling out of his claws. Perplexed and panicked, Smoketail looked down to see a kit pinned down in his claws, wheezing and crying out. Smoketail unsheathed his claws in shock, releasing the kit. It hissed. "Get out of our territory!" it snarled. Smoketail paused in confusion and took a sniff of the air. WindClan. WindClan was given some of the forest. Smoketail cursed himself under his breathe and backed up to their territory. "Satisfied?" he growled to the apprentice. "Not yet." it smirked. "Until next time," it said in a false, cheerful beam, skipping away. "Fox dung." mumbled Smoketail.

(I'm gonna have one evil and one good character (good in Ponyville), if that's okay)

Thorn smirked, his eyes sharp and ready to kill. His powerful wings flapped vigorously towards the little village, his broken horn jagged and sharp. It glowed a distant red, which took several ponies by surprise. Broken horns still worked. Or at least in Thorn's case. The crimson was the same red glowing around a large blade. Not that he would need it. His dragon wings soared over the little town, and he loomed over it for a moment.

Cobalt Shade slowly walked around Ponyville, gazing upon everything. Something in the sky caught her eye. Dragons, perhaps? Was the Great Dragon Migration happening early this century? As she peered closer, she realized those weren't only dragons. "RUN!" She screeched to everyone around her.

(THORN)

Drew Williams was on the news that night. But he didn't care. He stared at the note, wrinkled from being held so tightly. A month had passed, and it was now July 27th. Almost time to go back to school. To face the bullies. To face the pitied people. To face the nerds, the jocks, the populars.... Drew blinked and sighed. Who was he? The kid who's mom gave her heart to him? That'd be new. He gave a wary look at the phone. He slowly picked it up, his hands trembling. 908-124-1697. He ran his father's phone number through his head. Cautiously, as if he were scared, he dialed the number. It rang six times before his dad answered. "Who is this?" crowed the voice on the other side. Children on the other line whispered and giggled. Drew tensed. His step sisters. "Umm.. It's Drew." the teen said shakily. Yelling came from the other line. His stepmother. "Ahh, you. What the hell do you want, you piece of trash?" he slurred. Drew sighed. Of course, he was drunk. "Um. I need somewhere to live." Drew explained. "Why? mumbled his father. Drew bunched his muscles and clenched his teeth. "Doesn't your mother want you?" His father continued. "I mean, she insisted that she have-" "She's gone." interrupted Drew furiously. And he hung up. He plopped onto the couch and closed his eyes.

"Oh. Well, all the loners will be residing here for a few days." Maplefall explained.

Maplefall watched everything piece together. "Wonderful." she praised. "Now, er- Let me just say Spiritstar has a grudge against loners, if you haven't noticed. Long story. So, you lot will probably stay here around a moon. I know it'll be hard, but I'll be sure to try to help you guys ease it out. I'll bring you prey, and update you with the Clan news. Sound good?" she mewed.

MapleFall paused, thinking about his question. "Well," she meowed slowly. "One day, one of our ClanMates brought us a loner. Spiritstar was just a warrior at the time, and I was an apprentice. Her name was Spiritheart. Anyway, they brought home the loner. But they were a rogue. And, Long Story Short, they killed FossilClaw, Spiritstar's father." Maplefall explained. "S-She's just protecting her past." she added, a bit to Spiritstar's defense. "Her only living kin are her siblings, Stormcloud and Moontail, and Moontail's kits. So she's a bit distressed. It only happened a few moons ago."

Goldenkit was destined to do horrible things. Though his pelt glowed gold, his soul faded black. He was on the way to evil, led by the most terrible of cats. Many cats would die as his journey continued. His soul was dark, and only the light of love could break through his sheet of cold, evil darkness. Though that was supposedly his destiny, the future could always be bent...
But normally, it couldn't.

RULES

FORM

MY FORMS

Name: GoldenKit
Gender: Tom
Age: 4 moons
Appearance: Below
Personality: Dark, Evil. Acts Kind and Loyal.
Parents: Sunstar (father), Mistfur (mother, deceased)
Siblings: Windkit, Soilkit, Tulipkit, OPEN
Crush: None
Mate: None
Kits: None
Other: READ THE RULES

One of Goldenkit's siblings is open. Whoever wants to be his brother/sister, just put Goldenkit, Soilkit, and Tulipkit on siblings. Thanks, and byyyye!

(Golden____ as a warrior (Blank cause I dunno yet))

"I-I don't know!" whispered Cobalt nervously.

Thorn roared in laughter and dove down to Shattered Scales. He soared down nearer and scooped her up.
(She can escape if ya want.... Derp.)

Thorn grunted and swooped down to follow her, but all the horde was swarming everywhere and Thorn decided to give up, aiming for other ponies instead.

"Yes, well, very few cats will trust on one's words." Maplefall sighed. "Deadheart once told us he was loyal, and look at what he did, killing off-" she paused, looking at the strangers. "I've spoke too much." she whispered frantically, her eyes darting around nervously. The warrior she-cat was secretly paranoid of Deadheart, but it was no longer really a secret. "I'll be sure to try to lessen your time, if you wish." Maplefall meowed. "I'll go get you lot some prey. I can see your ribs." she meowed, and padded off into the camp. "I need some prey for my group." she explained to Spiritstar. The leader flicked her tail lazily, and Maplefall went and got two squirrels, a mouse, two voles, and a shrew. She took two trips bringing it too the group. "Prey." she meowed, her voice muffled, dropping her first load in front of the cats. She jogged away again and came back with the other squirrel, the shrew, and a vole. It was like their own little fresh kill pile. Cute. thought Maplefall, smothering a chuckle.

Spiritstar groomed herself calmly before Maplefall walked in. "I need some prey," Maplefall mewed, "for my group." Spiritstar nodded blankly and flicked her tail to the pile. As the warrior walked away, the young queen continued to lick herself. But, of course, her attention was needed with Frostleaf. "Um, Spiritstar?" the medicine cat whimpered quietly. "Yes?" Spiritstar grunted, an edge of annoyance in her tone. Can't a leader get a moment of peace? "Um, three cats have fallen ill. All young ones, two kits and an apprentice." she explained. Spiritstar tensed. "With what?" she questioned. Frostleaf gulped. "One of the kit's and the apprentice have whitecough. The other kit has a major fever." she meowed quickly. "Who?" asked Spiritstar, worried. "With whitecough, Fernpaw and Falconkit. With the fever is Lilykit." she meowed with a sigh. Spiritstar shook her head sadly. "Okay. Just treat them the best you can. I'll inform the Clan soon." she nodded, getting up to leave. As her flank brushed the exit, Frostleaf cleared her throat. "Oh, and, Spiritstar?" she meowed. "I know about the kits."