Posts by Sorbet

Bushroot grinned, a blush creeping on his face as well.

Bushroot giggled.

Character Name: Sorbet

Gender: Female

Clan/Group{if any}: None

Rank{if any}: Warrior

Appearance:Cinnamon calico with blue and grey eyes

Personality: Gentle, Shy

Disabilities: Paranoia

Character Name: Sora Diana Mallard

Character Age: 5 years of being alive; Body is 18 in appearance.

Gender: Female

Alliance: Fearsome Five

Rank: None

Appearance: Sora is a light silver duckling with cyan eyes. She usually wears dresses and the like. Being the daughter of Launchpad McQuack and Darkwing Duck, her eyes have a light lavender tint to them. Her hair is silver with light lavender highlights and is usually down. She is small and petite, due to having two fathers.

Personality: Despite her cold and calculating outer appearance, Sora is warm and bubbly when you get to know her. She usually flinches a lot, and that is to be expected with Negaduck being her leader. She has autistic issues as well as DID. Her main alters are Silvermoon and The Howl. She has three other alters; Lily, Luna, and Hurt. Silvermoon is bold and rushes into danger. The Howl is the mate of Quackerjack and usually protects him, forcing Hurt to switch out and take the pain. Lily is great at speed and hiding. Luna is a Seer. Hurt helps take the pain.

---Likes:

The Howl likes Quackerjack.

Silvermoon likes danger.

Lily likes the games that Quackerjack plays

Luna likes imagination.

Hurt likes hugs.

--- Dislikes:

The Howl hates Negaduck.

Silvermoon hates Negaduck also.

Lily doesn't like to be put into danger.

Luna doesn't like dangers in the foreseeable future.

Hurt dislikes scars.

---Strengths:

The Howl is brave and protective of Quackerjack, so brave and protective that she would die for him.

Silvermoon is blunt and will not give up in arguments with Negaduck.

Lily is fast and nimble.

Luna is a Seer.

Hurt takes the pain.

---Weaknesses:

The Howl would throw herself off a cliff if Quackerjack asked. She better be careful around those Polyjuice Potions.

Usually the arguments that Silvermoon doesn't give up with results in greater pain and misery for Sora.

Despite her speed, Lily's hearing isn't too good.

Luna can see many futures and often has a hard time deciphering theirs.

Hurt could break them into more alters if any different pain was inflicted.

History:

Sora was born to Launchpad McQuack and Darkwing Duck. One day, she got so stressed that she split into Silvermoon. Until they met Quackerjack, they had no need to split. Meeting Quackerjack resulted in The Howl being created and they joined the Fearsome Five. The Howl refused for Quackerjack to be hurt, so they took the pain and the new alter was deemed Hurt. They needed the ability to hide, so Lily was created. Then afraid of the future, Luna was created. Now they live with the Fearsome Five.

"So you'll stay?" Bushroot asked.

Bushroot grinned before giggling again.

Will join later.

Bushroot glanced at Spike. The plant was growling at something.

Bushroot stared in confusion as Spike growled.

Bushroot tried to hide behind Quackerjack, a still hand on his stomach.

Bushroot giggled.

Bushroot stared with a humorous expression.

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[size=9pt]KIT NAME »[/size] Blackkit
[size=9pt]APPRENTICE NAME »[/size] Blackpaw
[size=9pt]WARRIOR NAME »[/size] Blackice
[size=9pt]CURRENT NAME »[/size] Blackice
[size=9pt]GENDER »[/size] Female Transgender (Uses he/him pronouns)
[size=9pt]AGE »[/size] 17 moons
[size=9pt]RANK »[/size] Warrior
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[size=9pt]PELT COLOR »[/size] Black
[size=9pt]EYE COLOR »[/size] Ice blue
[size=9pt]SCARS»[/size] Blind in right eye
[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt][font=arial][size=9pt]PERSONALITY »[/size] Warm, eccentric
[size=9pt]LIKES »[/size] Ice, Snow, Black ice
[size=9pt]DISLIKES »[/size] Dizzying heat, Deserts, Bugs
[size=9pt]STRENGTHS »[/size] Is silent in the dead of night
[size=9pt]WEAKNESSES »[/size] can be startled if crept up on the right side
[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt][font=arial][size=9pt]HISTORY »[/size] Blackice earned her name from the ice that is on roads that kills two legs. She is brave and victorious in battle.
[size=9pt]MOTHER »[/size] Unknown
[size=9pt]FATHER »[/size] Unknown
[size=9pt]BROTHERS AND SISTERS »[/size] Unknown
[size=9pt]OTHER KIN »[/size] Unknown
[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt][font=arial][size=9pt]RELATIONSHIP STATUS »[/size] Single
[size=9pt]CRUSH »[/size] None
[size=9pt]MATE »[/size] OPEN
[size=9pt]KITS »[/size] Wants
[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt][font=arial][size=9pt]FEARS »[/size] Flames licking at the sides of the camp. Vast wildspread embers: Fire.
[size=9pt]DREAMS »[/size] He dreams to know about his family.
[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt][font=arial][size=9pt]SCREEN NAME »[/size] Sorbet
[size=9pt]ACTIVITY »[/size] 7/10 ish
[size=9pt]PLOT IDEAS »[/size] None really
[size=9pt]ROLEPLAY SAMPLE »[/size] high position only
[size=9pt]OTHER »[/size] Drip drip drop

"Quackerjack!" Sorbet hissed as she walked amongst the animals and creatures in the place.

Sitting amongst them was a little caveboy.

Sorbet gasped and picked him up. "Imma call you Spot!"

Bushroot joined in. It was rather funny, given the circumstances.

"Definitely." Bushroot beamed.

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♢ ― name&& Dewfawn
♢ ― gender&& Female
♢ ― age&& 15 moons
♢ ― rank&& Warrior
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traits&&
● Bubbly
Dewfawn loves to play with kits and likes to pretend with her imagination. While this can be good fun for her, randomly yelling Lava!!! Or a big wave, run for your life!!! Could be very confusing for the rest of the clan. But it could be humorous for a battle if she yelled LAVA RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!! and acted all scared.

● Childish

Dewfawn likes to play with the kits and can usually be seen saying, "Okay who wants to play tag and seek?"

●Eccentric

She is very eccentric, what with making random doodles and ideas for games.

●Loyal

She would give up her life for the clan. For the greater good that is.

● Brave

If her leader told her to jump off a cliff, then she would...No questions asked.

towards kits ; Loves them
towards allies ; She sometimes would prank them.
towards neutrals ; She would make friends with them.
towards enemies ; Usually would act like a doofus and make them think that lava or some big Apocalypse is coming.[/fancypost]
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family&&
mother ― Npc
father ― Npc
siblings ― OPEN

offspring&& Wants

mate(s)&& Wants

other relations(friends, enemies, etc.)&& If she has her way, then everyone she can find will be her friends.
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other&& The mist thins

character muse&& 7/10

plot ideas?&& Nope.

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Dewfawn yawned as she sat up, blinking her eyes awake. The warm and bubbily she-cat padded out of the den, stumbling to a secluded corner of the camp and licking her pelt, smoothing down her silver fur. Dewfawn then sat up, much more wide awake. "Greetings everyone and thank the stars for this wonderful day!" she chirped in her child-like way as she bounced toward the warrior den entrance and sat down outside it. The sky was awake, so she was awake and ready to play. She could even almost taste the fresh kill on her tongue as she began to dayream and dawdle about how the day could go. She could meet many new friends and sometimes she talked to the trees. Not that they were good conversationlists, mind you. But...perhaps she rathered to hear her own voice. Not that she got tired of it or anything but still...

Tracking//Will join later. I got a lot of stuff I am trying to do at once.

Bushroot let out a muffled giggle. "So should we ignore Mr. Secretary guy?"

Ooc: I was copying the rp into Notebooks pro and I wanted to know... What is a bayonetter?