Posts by Fadedclaw

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ArcticClan is semi-advanced, so writing at least one paragraph is needed. No less. Even if you have no muse to roleplay, you still need to post at least one paragraph, or you will get a warning. If you are obviously not literate, you will be kicked from the roleplay, and not allowed to return.

FoxClan resides in the far north of Canada, where temperatures get down to -15°. These cats have not seen humans for at least thirty years, and all domestication has been bred out of them, and they are now completely feral. They all have very long fur, which protects them from the cold. Their claws are long and hooked, and their bodies are two times the size of a normal house cat. They are fierce, brave warriors, and six warriors together may take down a wolf. All trespassers are killed, and it does not matter if they are an ally or not, the Clan must protect what little food they have.

What they eat: Animal carcasses, and whatever edible creature they may find in their harsh environment.

Weather: It is only warm three times a year, and this is when the Clan gains their strength. Even then, the temperature only gets up to 65 - 70°. The rest of the year, it is very cold, and it snows quite a bit.

Rules:
1. At least 1 paragraph (5 sentences) in a post.
2. No short hair cats.
3. Even though the cats are very large, you may not take on any large predators or prey animals alone.
4. Realistic characters only. (Special powers, unrealistic colors) Put "Arctic" in the Other part of your form.
5. No powerplaying.
6. No godmodding. (Killing a wolf is an example of this.)
7. Do not control another person's character in a fight.
Good example; Redshadow attempted to claw Daisyfur's nose.
Bad example; Redshadow killed Daisyfur.
8. All WCRPG rules apply here.
9. Only minor swear words are allowed.

Ranks:
Leader Pair: [0/2][The mated leaders of the Clan. They make all of the decisions, and enforce the rules when they must. When one leader dies, the other must return to their warrior duties, and the deputy/deputy pair will take over the leader duties.]

Deputy Pair: [0/2][The second-in-command. They are in charge of arranging patrols, and consult with the leaders when there is battle, and other important things that must be discussed. They are the leaders friends, and they are trusted and respected around the Clan, unless they do something that the Clan does not approve of. If for some reason, a deputy mates with the leader, the deputy will become the other leader, and a new deputy will be chosen.]

Medicine Cat: [0/3][The medicine cats help around the Clan, and nurse injured or sick Clanmates back to health. They are not allowed to have a mate or kits.]

Warriors: [0/Unlimited][They risk their life for the Clan every day. They protect it, feed it, and sometimes have to do various chores around the camp.]

Apprentices: [0/Unlimited][They are in training to become warriors, and are assigned to a single mentor, unless that mentor has died or retired to elder position. They must do various tasks like hunting, and cleaning.]

Queens: [0/Unlimited][Warrior she-cats that are either pregnant or nursing kits. They return to their duties when their kits become apprentices.]
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Elders: [0/Unlimited][The retired warriors of the Clan. They are unable to fight, hunt, or do any warrior tasks due to age, illness, or defects.]
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Kits: [0/Unlimited][The young of the Clan; they are 0-6 moons old, and are unable to fight or do any apprentice/warrior tasks. They stay in the Nursery until they are 6 moons, and able to become an apprentice.]

Form:
Username:
Character Name:
Age: Kit = 0 - 6 moons/Apprentice = 6 - 15 moons/Warrior 15-60 moons/Elder = 60 - ?
Clan: ArcticClan, FoxClan, WolfClan, PineClan
Gender:
Rank:
Crush:
Mate:
Kits:
Appearance: Please describe this with words, no pictures please.
Personality:
Roleplay example:
Other:

My Form:
Username: FadedClaw
Character Name: Lynxstar
Age: 3 years
Clan: ArcticClan
Gender: Tom
Crush: N/A
Mate: N/A
Kits: N/A
Appearance: Lynxstar is a little bit smaller than a lynx; this is where he got his name. His fur is long and silky. He is solid white with faded grey stripes on his tail. His eyes are a pretty turquoise blue. His ears are quite large and long, with small fur tufts on the tips. His maw is very much like a Maine Coons'.
Personality: He is a very confident tom, and is fierce in fights. He is very friendly with his Clan, and is out-going, and great to be around.
Roleplay example: ---
Other: ---

Mentors:
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Clan Personality - They are very sly and sneaky, and often steal things from the other Clans. They almost never hold their promises, and do not like any other cats than the ones in their Clan.

ArcticClan Sign-Ups: http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=887843.new#new
ArcticClan Roleplay:
PineClan Sign-Ups:
PineClan Roleplay:
WolfClan Sign-Ups:
WolfClan Roleplay:
FoxClan Roleplay:

For the roleplay sample, yes. And also, I don't want anything involving Slenderman or anything like that in names. :s

And being Lynxstar's mate is fine with me. You might have to wait a little while to begin the RP though; I want to finish all other threads etc. so it might be awhile.

OOC; Sasha. The water is off. You cannot use the sinks. The apocalypse happened 5 months ago in RP, so there is no electricity, or water.

My post is going to be really short, because I'm still waiting for Choice. :c

IC; Chance watched the dark building warily, and his mouth watered as he smelled the food. He could tell it was not fresh, but stale or rotten, but it did not matter. He was hungry. He waited as Choice decided if they should leave it or enter. He was still set on leaving, but he didn't want her to leave one night to come here alone.

Accepted. c;

Accepted.

[align=center][font=georgia][color=white]Zeke

Name;; Zeke
Nickname;; He doesn't have one.
Breed;; Dutch Shepherd
Age;; 3 years
Gender;; Male
Rank;; Warrior
Appearance {Well described};; Zeke is a black dog with brindling all around his soft coat, pointy ears, chocolate eyes, and a sleek build.
Personality {Well described};; Zeke is generally a very courteous dog, and cares about everyone. He is a great friend, and is very loyal. He is not very fond up pups, but tolerates them as they grow more mature.
Advantages;; His sleek build, so he can run fast.
Disadvantages;; He is partially deaf in his left ear.
Weight;; 60 lbs
Height;; 24.5"
Crush;; Felicia
Mate;; --
Pups;; --
History;; -- I will do this later; It's late, so I really should head to bed. xD
Other;; Zeke is a survivor. c;

"We will come back here tomorrow, with Maverick and Bonnie." Chance said, and turned, beginning to walk back to the camp. It didn't take all that long to get back. He was clearly disappointed from the failure; the pack needed that food.

Heh, I like to pick literate people. I didn't look at other people's forms, so I just put Felicia.

I think I want Zeke to actually like no one.. So scratch off Felicia. x'D

Sheba, dogs cannot use their claws for fighting. They are merely there for digging. Plus, you cannot jump over other dog's heads... just no. It doesn't work like this. Dogs definitely aren't all that flexible, and you cannot claw another dog's stomach open. You are not a cat. Plus, this was clearly powerplaying/godmodding; even if you are a fight dog, you CANNOT take on a whole pack alone. You didn't even get injured, for some reason. This is a realistic roleplay, so please roleplay realistically.

AND we have no gods. Especially a "Great Wolf" god.

Sorry that I'm ragging on you this much; it just annoys me.

IC: Chance glanced over at Maverick. "We found a large supply of food, but I'm afraid that there may be a group of dogs living there. It would be quite the battle if we managed to get in. I would like it if you and Bonnie would come with Chance and I for a patrol." Chance then walked over to the back of Petco, where his old dog bed was.

OOC; Dogs can't live in the Antarctic.. lol. Plus Petco has never sold sleds. And how would we get the harnesses on? xD

IC; Chance heard Choice's words about the carts they could push. "Choice, what if the cart fell over? I don't want to snap off my teeth to try to get it back up. Plus, it would slow us down, and lure predators to us." He called over. He then sighed; why couldn't he just think about the positive instead of the negative? If they got the food, the whole pack could be fed for months... Instead he was worried about being caught. He just couldn't stop. He shook his head, and then lay it down on his forepaws.

OOC: ...bump?

IC: "Maverick, if we moved, we'd leave a safe-haven. We'd also have to leave behind all of our supplies..." He sighed, exasperated. All he wanted to do was sleep. But he had to be the leader here, so he forced himself to stay awake.

{ooc; Pʟᴇᴀsᴇ ғɪʟʟ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʀᴍ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ RP ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ I ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛ! Kᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴀ Sᴇᴍɪ-Aᴅᴠᴀɴᴄᴇᴅ RP, sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏsᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴀɢʀᴀᴘʜ ᴏʀ ᴛᴡᴏ.

Mʏ ғᴏʀᴍ ᴇxᴀᴍᴘʟᴇ:
Nᴀᴍᴇ: Kɪɴᴅʟɪɴɢ
Aɢᴇ: 5 ʏᴇᴀʀs
Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 16ʜʜ
Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ(Uɴᴅᴇʀᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ, ᴀᴠᴇʀᴀɢᴇ, ᴏᴠᴇʀᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ): Aᴠᴇʀᴀɢᴇ
Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Kɪɴᴅʟɪɴɢ ʜᴀs ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴏᴅᴅ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ. Sʜᴇ's ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ. Sʜᴇ ɪs ᴀʟsᴏ ᴇᴀsɪʟʏ ᴀɴɢᴇʀᴇᴅ ʙʏ sɪᴍᴘʟᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs, sᴜᴄʜ ᴀs ʙɪʀᴅs ᴄʜɪʀᴘɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴏʀ ғʀᴜsᴛʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴀsᴋs sʜᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅs ᴛᴏ ᴘᴇʀғᴏʀᴍ. Sʜᴇ ɪs ᴏɴʟʏ sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʀᴍ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴏʀsᴇs, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴs. Sʜᴇ ɪs ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴜɴᴛʀᴜsᴛᴡᴏʀᴛʜʏ ᴀᴛ ғɪʀsᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛɪᴍᴇ sʜᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ.
Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ:
RP Exᴀᴍᴘʟᴇ: I sᴛᴜᴍʙʟᴇ. Tʜᴇɴ I ʜᴇᴀʀ sᴛᴇᴘs ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴏᴘ, ᴀ sᴛɪᴄᴋ ғʟʏɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ғᴏʀᴇʟᴏᴄᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ʙɪʀᴅs I ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ. I ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ғʟʏ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇᴍ, ᴏʀ ᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀsᴛ I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ I ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ. Tʜᴇɴ I sᴇᴇ ʜɪᴍ, ᴏʀ ᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ᴘᴀᴛᴄʜᴇs. Tʜᴇ ʀᴇsᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ɢᴀᴢɪɴɢ ᴏʀʙs. Hᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴇᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴄʟᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ sʟᴏᴡʟʏ ᴍᴏᴠᴇs ᴄʟᴏsᴇʀ. “Gᴏᴏᴅ ᴀғᴛᴇʀɴᴏᴏɴ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ, I ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴀʏ ɪs ғᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴡᴇʟʟ?”

I ᴊᴜᴍᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ sᴋɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋᴡᴀʀᴅs ᴀ ғᴇᴡ sᴛᴇᴘs, ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴄᴀʟᴍ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. I ɢᴇᴛ sᴏ ғʀɪɢʜᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇs, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ I ᴡᴀs ʙʟɪɴᴅ. Exᴄᴇᴘᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴏᴠᴇs, ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇs ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡs ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ sɪɢʜᴛ. I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ɪᴛ's ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ɪs ᴏɴʟʏ ɪɴsᴛɪɴᴄᴛ. Oɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ, ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴏғ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ɴᴏᴛ. Wʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀ sɪsᴛᴇʀ ʟɪᴋᴇ Kɪɴᴅʟɪɴɢ, ɪᴛ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴇʀᴍᴀɴᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇs.

"I ᴀᴍ ғɪɴᴇ, ᴛʜᴀɴᴋs."

Mʏ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɴᴇɢᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ I ʜᴏᴘᴇᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪsᴇ-ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ sᴛᴀʟʟɪᴏɴ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴍᴇ sᴇᴇᴍs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛᴏᴜɢʜ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇᴀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ.

"Yᴏᴜ?"

I ᴀsᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛʟʏ, ʙᴜᴛ sᴏ ᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀsᴛ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ʜᴇᴀʀ. Bᴇᴇɴ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ sɪɴᴄᴇ I ᴛᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ ɪs sᴄʀᴀᴛᴄʜʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ ɴᴜᴍʙ-ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ. I ᴄᴏᴜɢʜ, ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴘɪᴘᴇs ᴄʟᴇᴀʀ ᴜᴘ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ. I sᴍɪʟᴇ sᴡᴇᴇᴛʟʏ, ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴅʀᴀᴡs ᴏᴜᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ ʙʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ Kɪɴᴅʟɪɴɢ's ʟᴇɴɢᴛʜʏ ᴛᴀɪʟ.

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I ᴄᴀɴ sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴇᴇs ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀɪɴɢ. Tʜᴇ ᴏᴀᴋs I ᴘᴀss ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴠᴇʀɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏɴɢ, ᴅʀᴇᴀʀʏ ʀᴇsᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ sᴘᴏᴛs sᴘʀᴏᴜᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ-ʙᴀʀᴇ ʙʀᴀɴᴄʜᴇs. I ᴛʀɪᴘ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴛᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ ᴏғ ɴᴇᴡ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇs. Nᴇᴡ ʟɪғᴇ. I sᴀᴡ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ. Tʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀs ɪғ ɪᴛ ᴡᴇʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴍʏ ᴄʟᴏsᴇsᴛ sɪsᴛᴇʀ. Yᴇs, ɴᴇᴡ ʟɪғᴇ ɪs ᴀ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ ᴛʜɪɴɢ. Bᴜᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ ɪғ ɪᴛ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠᴇs.

I ʜᴇᴀʀ sɴᴀᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜᴍᴘ. Oʜ. Iᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴍᴇ. Mᴀʏʙᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ɪs ʙᴀᴅ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. I ᴡᴀs sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʀᴇsᴛʟᴇss ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ᴀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴀɴ ᴀɴɴᴏʏɪɴɢ ʙɪʀᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ. Iᴛ ɢᴏᴛ sᴏ ᴀɴɴᴏʏɪɴɢ, ᴘᴇᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴡᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ᴀs ɪᴛ sᴀɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, I ʟᴀsʜᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ʜᴏᴏᴠᴇs, sɪʟᴇɴᴄɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴀʀᴘ ᴡʜɪsᴛʟᴇ ɪᴛ ᴄᴀsᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ. Nᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴏᴋᴀʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ. Oᴋᴀʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ, ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴀsᴛs.

I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ sᴇᴀʀᴄʜɪɴɢ, ᴇᴠᴇʀ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ ɪɴsɪɴᴄᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴀʀᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ, ᴀɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀ. I ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ. Oɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴇxᴀᴍᴘʟᴇs ᴏғ ᴡʜᴀᴛ Kɪɴᴅʟɪɴɢ ʜᴀs ᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ. Sʜᴇ ᴀʟsᴏ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴍᴇ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ; I ɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ɪᴍᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ, ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴍᴘʀᴇssɪᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍʏ ғᴇᴍᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴᴏ ᴛʀᴜᴇ sᴛʀᴜᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ, ɴᴏ sᴇʀɪᴏᴜs ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs.

I ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴏᴍᴇ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴇǫᴜɪɴᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ, sᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴅʀɪғᴛs ᴏғғ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ Eᴀʀᴛʜ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ, ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀ sᴀғᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇ ᴏʀ ᴛᴡᴏ. Bᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴏ? I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɴᴏᴛ. I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴇᴀʀᴄʜɪɴɢ ɪs ᴀ sᴀғᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴜʀᴘᴏsᴇ ᴏʀ ɪɴᴄᴇɴᴛɪᴠᴇ? Nᴏᴛ ɢᴏᴏᴅ. I ʜᴏᴘᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴀssᴇs ʙʏ.

Bᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴇs, I ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ɢᴏɴᴇ.

Name: Samantha
Age: 13
Gender: Female
District: 3
Personality: Samantha is a very fun-loving person. She was always cracking jokes, before she was picked to go to the Hunger Games.
Appearance:
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District Object: Braided wire bracelet around her wrist, given to her as a gift from a deceased cousin.
Other: Nope.

Aᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛᴇᴅ! Yᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ RP ɴᴏᴡ. ᴄ:

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-Tʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏɢ ɴᴀᴍᴇᴅ Zᴇᴋᴇ. Hɪs ᴘʀᴏғɪʟᴇ ɪs ᴏɴ ᴘᴀɢᴇ 4..

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