Posts by shiaki~

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    (Im on mobile right now so please excuse any mistakes in grammar or spelling ;-;)
    Heyo, anybody who comes to this thread! I'm Slice/Willow/Eternity/Shiaki, but I guess I'm just going by Shiaki now?? It's hard finding new usernames for this website lol. Ive been on WCRPG for about.... five years?? Yeah, five years, on and off. I really don't know how I managed to squeeze this in between everything else I was doing all those years.
    WCRPG has been a big influence on my life. Like, seriously, I really have no idea what kind of person Id be without it. I probably wouldn't be able to write as decently as I do currently. I quit not too long ago, and since my grades have sucked monkey butt. So I figured maybe I needed to come back for some writing practice.
    Soooo.... yeah. Maybe I'll join some lowkey Clans and get a couple cats in the main clans once I get confortable with this again.


    Name:
    Silentpath
    Gender:
    female
    Age:
    20 moons
    Rank:
    warrior
    Personality:
    Silentpath is usually quite grumpy and stern, especially towards her brother.
    Appearance:
    black tabby she-cat with pale gray paws and tail tip; has light blue eyes.
    Mates/Crushes:
    none as of now but is open to them in-game
    History:
    were abandoned as kits on territory and were brought up by the clan
    Other:
    number five is missing


    Name:
    Droppaw
    Gender:
    male
    Age
    9 moons
    Rank:
    apprentice
    Personality:
    tends to put too much confidence in himself at times, and his amount of energy causes him to be pretty clumsy, but Droppaw is always determined and doesn't give up to the point of ridiculousness
    Appearance:
    pale gray tabby tom with black muzzle and chest; has light blue eyes
    Mates/Crushes:
    same
    History:
    ^^
    Other:
    ^^


    ALSO:


    Ok, I feel a LIIITLE better! A LIIITLE. Ey, can anyone tell me where I can find RELIABLE website that can tell people who they were in a past life. I'm SURE I was a wolf or coyote once, cuz I am VERY social, am ADDICTED to meat, and have an unusual urge to answer the howls of the coyotes that live in the huge forest connected to my back yard.


    [font=georgia]Ahhh, another otherkin!! Can you feel your astral limbs?? Your tail and ears and stuff, I mean.

    (imma just do my usual starting post if that's alright)
    Silentpath slammed a paw on the stone floor in exasperation. She had been waiting for her younger brother to awake for quite some time now, and, to the cognizance of everyone sitting in the camp, the tabby she-cat had become very impatient.
    Her irritation taking place of her better judgement, Silentpath stomped into the apprentice's den, glowering at Droppaw's sleeping body.
    "What are you doing, you lazy piece of fox dung?!" screeched the enraged she-cat, who prodded hard at the apprentice's shoulder with a pale gray forepaw.
    Droppaw drowsily sat up whilst scanning his surroundings through squinted eyes.
    "W-wha...?"
    When his gaze landed on his sister, his light blue orbs widened almost immediately.
    "Oh, morning, Silentpath. Is it sunhigh yet?"
    Silentpath flinched at this greeting as if he had taken a swing at her.
    "Sunhigh?" she hissed in reply. "Sunhigh?! It might as well be moonhigh!!!"
    Droppaw silently cowered at this attack, and, seeing the fear in his eyes, the tabby she-cat dropped her hackles.
    Sighing, she softly apologized: "I-I'm sorry for yelling." With that, she moved away from the entrance of the den and whispered a quiet 'come on'. Droppaw simply nodded and quickly left the den, a shame-ridden Silentpath trailing slightly behind.
    "Let's just sit here until someone that can join us comes along, okay?" said Droppaw in a quiet voice as he laid down on the cool, stone floor. Silentpath nodded and sat beside him.


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    Teuta sighed as she left yet another abandoned standtall building. She had had no luck in recruiting members to her ever-so-small crew. The ruby-eyed she-cat simply assumed that no one quite liked the idea of a semi-nomadic Clan living in a modern pirate ship, especially considering that the majority of her potential recruits were roques.
    Sighing in her dramatic fashion once again, Teuta loudly retreated back to the aforementioned ship, making sure anyone within earshot understood that they could join her Clan anytime and that she wouldn't be wandering around begging for new members any longer.
    The she-cat was now very tired, and thus when she saw her ship she nearly fell over in excitement. The ship, dubbed the Ambrosia, was large and beautiful enough to make anyone stop and stare in astonishment. The Ambrosia was the only thing Teuta liked about the standtalls- their ability to create such beauty gave a Teuta a deep respect for them, albeit her ever growing hatred of their destructive and no-furred ways.
    Teuta was shaken from her thoughts as she reached the end of the wharf, where she sat facing away from her beloved ship and waited.


    [size=20pt]welcome to the ambrosia![/size]


    Welcome! As previously stated, The Crew of the Ambrosia is a pirate-style Clan that works similarly to the way a traditional Clan would, with the exception of a more democratic leadership and differently named ranks. The Crew was put together by Teuta after discovering the Ambrosia, who has dedicated herself to creating a thriving community, whether a Clan or not, among other, larger groups.


    [size=5pt](And to just to make sure none of you have been left in the dark (although I'm almost sure no one has): yes, Teuta calls humans 'standtalls'. No, you do not have to call them that unless you want to.)
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    territory


    [font=georgia]ranks


    [font=georgia]allegiances


    [font=georgia]foreign connections


    [font=georgia]beliefs


    [font=georgia]sign-up


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    Silentpath got up off the cold cave floor.
    "I'll go as well!" she volunteered, striding quickly over to the place where all the commotion was occuring. Her brother silently stared onward, knowing that he would be unable to contribute with the slight amount of training he had.


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    using & edited :B
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    Whiteout watched the koi fish swim round and round in the pond dedicated to their welfare. Had they been anything other than the koi his clan so loved, he would've snatched them up in his small beak right then and there. However, not only was it against the clan's code of conduct to harm them, the japanese fish just didn't appeal to him like the the small creatures of the forest. so, the barn owl ruffled his pale feathers and stepped towards the stairs, which lead to the temple's first floor, before lifting his wings and flying silently up the stone steps. landing wasn't a very successful experience, though, as when whiteout touched down, he stumbled and nearly fell over.
    "dammit!" he hissed with irritation oozing in his voice.
    the barn owl stood and shook his feathers once more, cursing quietly to himself as he did so.


    (//pushes track button repeatedly despite being new here//)


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    on mobile srry
    i was gonna do something similar but it was kinda democratic and they lived on an ship thats docked in a port and stuff and the founder is too much of a wimp to actually be anticlan.
    i think your ideas cooler tho
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