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  • CHOSEN!! [V] SUNCLAN LEADER X KOE LEADER

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-size: 15pt;]FLASH! BAM! ALAKAZAM![/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-top: -10px;]♥ ― wonderful you came by[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=black; borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 400px; line-height: 90%;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; width: 100px; height: 100px; padding: 10px; float: left; background-image: url(http://33.media.tumblr.com/8a9…ine_neqi05zTJS1sig565.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; border-width: 2px; border-color: ; margin-right: 3px;][/fancypost]♥ ― Your name is TOYKIT BONAPARTE SMYTHE HARBINGER, though when you are older your name shall be TOYSOLDIER. You are the product of an alliance litter, your parents being SEAFOAM AND CAVALRYCHOIRS, the leaders of Sunclan and the Knights of Eden. Though you live in SUNCLAN, you choose to VISIT your father and some of your siblings in the Knights of Eden.



    Though physically you are X MONTHS OLD, your spirit is about 18 MONTHS OLD. This is because you are the REINCARNATION OF EX-PHYSICIAN APPRENTICE SPACEPAW. You are BIOLOGICALLY MALE, and you identify as just that. though as you get older, you may later IDENTIFY AS A DEMIBOY. You are DEMISEXUALLY PANROMANTIC, and you are unsure whether or not you are monogamous or polyamorous.


    The color of your fur is CHALKY WHITE, with NO MARKINGS to be seen on your mono-colored coat. the texture of your snowy pelt can be described as SLEEK AND SMOOTH. Your most notable trait would probably be your big NEON YELLOW EYES. You have a rather LEAN build, and as you grow older you will become more MUSCULAR and more SCARS will mark your pelt. But for now, you are a small ray of sunshine.


    You are a very ENERGETIC young boy, with a craving for ADVENTURE. Though you wish to explore the world, you are DOGGEDLY LOYAL to your clan and feel you could never abandon them. You're ENTHUSIASTIC about nearly everything and is not afraid to shot it. You can be quite the BLABBERMOUTH, which could potentially get you in trouble, but you have a hard time shutting your mouth when necessary unless somebody shouts at you.


    It may come as a surprise to some, but you are in fact a DEMIGOD, thanks to one of your fathers being a god of death. Despite this, you do not act very godly, but you are very PROUD of your bloodline and status as a demigod and often boast about it. You can be a little OBSESSIVE about something or someone for a brief period of time before becoming bored, though there is something you will never grow bored of. And that is your LOVE OF SPACE. You are constantly scanning the skies at night to see the stars and the moon perched up in the galaxy.



    ♥ ― CHARACTER PLAYLIST
    - FRAME OF MIND by TRISTAM & BRAKEN    [/fancypost]


    [size=1pt] #cloudlesstemplate please don't delete ♥[/size]

  • TALK ME DOWN 一 OPEN, BIRTHING

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]What just happened?


    He was nice and warm once second ago. And now he was cold. Cold and wet. He felt absolutely disgusting, and disgusted by the process he had just went through. Being born was one heck of a journey, that was for sure. He'd much rather be back in his mother's womb, safe and sound. But apparently mother nature had other plans. Oh well. The newborn would just have to deal with a bit of discomfort.


    The problem was that he couldn't see. Or hear, for that matter. Though he was just born and he would be able to use his eyes and ears in the future, he was a tad bit impatient. The term 'tad' being used loosely. The newly named Toykit parted his tiny jaws and let out a squeak of protest before he did one of the two things he could do. Smell. He picked up the scents of many surrounding animals, but more importantly the scent of milk. The small snowy male began to blindly crawl over to the source of the delicious scent, and with a nudge he was able to reach his destination fairly soon.


    Toykit began to messily drink up the milk of his mother, his cries being silence as soon as he began to swallow his first gulp of the creamy fluid. He was too focused with the task at hand (that task being to drink as much milk as his tiny body could hold) to think about his future, though he did hope it would be full of promise. When he got older, he had a lot land to explore, plenty of adventures to go on. And he couldn't wait to get started!

  • NOW EVERYBODY'S DEAD | open -- meet & greet

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Toykit was nowhere near as big as his brother. He was the average size of a kitten his age, which was still very small. 'Fit-in-the-palm-of-your-hand' small, really. The pure white domestic walked over to his brother as fast as his tiny legs would carry him. "Hi Django!" He chirped in an upbeat tone, not even bothering to introduce himself. They were brothers, after all. Who didn't know their own full-blooded brother? From the same litter, no less!


    The young child's attention soon snapped to the bunny who had fell on his face. "Whoa, are you okay?" Toykit asked in a worried voice, crouching down next to the other child who had fallen. He payed no mind to others who had gathered to introduce themselves, even though he was eager to speak to them as well. Well, at least he tried to focus on the other kid. When he heard Django curse, the kitten gasped and stood up, his still dull blues widening.


    "Don't cuth!" Toykit said with a pout, tapping a paw against the ground in protest. By 'cuth' he meant 'cuss'. He had a lisp when trying to pronounce the 's' in any words, though fortunately for him it would go away with time.

  • LMAO

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]haHAA i have no idea what's going on but i like it

  • O' TRESPASS SWEETLY URGED 一 MANDATORY MEETING

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]A meeting? How exciting! With a grin so wide you could see it from behind, the boy ran over excitedly to hear what his father had to announce. To the child, it was rather exciting having your two parents be leaders. He didn't know his other father, Cavalrychoirs, though he was eager to meet him someday! Toykit was blissfully unaware that he had passed away just recently. He didn't even know what death was yet, nor did he understand the concept of it. Funny, considering his father - or rather the monster possessing his real father - was Death itself.

  • I DECLARE WAR ON MY BODY / open

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Toykit, however, was not terrified or angered by anything that was going on. He sensed some tension among the group he was born into, and he didn't understand it. Why were they angry and afraid of his dad? The white kitten often pushed aside the thought. He was a naive one indeed. He felt he had nothing to fear. Surely his own father wouldn't hurt him, would he? He was his child, not to mention just a baby!


    "Hiya!" The young boy greeted the older male with wide blue eyes, seeing as they had not changed color just yet. This guy, he didn't look too good. Was he sick, or sad? Toykit offered Autopaw an innocent-looking smile in hopes of cheering the latter up. "Are you okay, mithter?" He spoke again, this time with a notable lisp.

  • O' TRESPASS SWEETLY URGED 一 MANDATORY MEETING

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]His father's words did not even get to sink in when everything suddenly happened. Imperialexecution had summoned a blade and stabbed himself to rid SunClan of the tyrant that was lording over them all. Toykit watched in fear as he saw his father choke up his own blood before falling off of the throne. He wanted to run over to him and help him, but he found himself frozen in pure horror after watching what had just happened. Like a deer in the headlights. He unfortunately did not know his real father, the one that Orpheus had taken over. As far as he knew he just watched his father collapse right in front of him after losing a frightening amount of blood.


    And then Imperialexecution collapsed. So much was happening, and honestly it scared the boy. Toykit's eyes began to tear up and a soft cry escaped from his mouth. He wanted this to just be some bad dream that he would wake up from any second now. A few seconds pass, he was still here next to his siblings. 'Please, stop it!' He wanted to shout, though he refused to speak. The child felt as if his throat was closing up as he forced back sobs. But after a while he found himself unable to even hide the sounds of his crying.

  • somebody told me | open + joining

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]The small child had bounded over once he heard the loud and enthusiastic introduction of the fellow kitten. A new clanmate! Awesome! Toykit loved having new playmates and friends. It would definitely be helpful so that he could take his mind off of the death of his father. Or the man he had assumed to be his father so far in his short life. "Hi Thcorpio! I'm Toykit, nice t' meetcha!" The ivory kitten piped up as he stopped beside Mistdream.

  • I DECLARE WAR ON MY BODY / open

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]While he definitely didn't seem fine, he supposed he had to believe Autopaw if he said he was fine. "Oh, okay then. Hey, d'you wanna play a game?" He would ask with a smile now appearing on his maw. Being the playful child he was, of course he would ask to play a game. If there truly was something bothering the older boy, maybe a game could help cheer him up! Besides, Toykit was bored anyway.

  • O' TRESPASS SWEETLY URGED 一 MANDATORY MEETING

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]Seafoam, his real father, was alive. If only the child knew that this was in fact his true father and not the tyrant that was ruling over the clan. The man's words were unable to console the crying boy, who only sobbed more. This was supposed to be a meeting, not a massacre! Though this could hardly be considered a massacre compared to the horrors of the real world that, fortunately, the child had not experienced yet.


    "D-Da-addy." Toykit whined before he began to sniffle. He was still under the assumption that his father was gone forever, so it would only make sense that he'd cry, right? He covered his eyes as best as he could so that he would not be able to see Imperialexecution die. Not that he would be able to anyway, with the tears making his vision blurry.