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this is the boy! I'm making his tags rn. is his speech too hard to read? "SPEECH HERE"

GENERAL INFO / THREAD HUB / HEART CHART / PLOTTING THREAD

✩ goldglove kiermaier / gold, 39, kk, outlaw, kiermaier / male [he/him]

✩ 16 moons / ages at roleplayer's discretion

✩ riverclan / warrior

✩ reincarnation of kevin kiermaier, former tampa bay rays baseball player

✩ based off kevin kiermaier of the tampa bay rays

RELATIONSHIPS / RULES OF ENGAGEMENT / ½ ⅓ ¼ ⅕ ⅛

✩ single / 0 crushes / 0 maybe crushes

✩ npc x npc

✩ ½ of --

APPEARANCE / REFERENCE. / STATUS / HEALTHY [100%]

✩ CHEETAH

✩ goldglove is an extremely handsome cheetah with the normal pelt coloring and spots. he is a bit taller than most his breed, with longer legs to run faster. he has a charming smile and a contagious laugh. he wears a tampa bay rays hat, and he can be seen wearing many different ones, along with his old jersey.

✩ has a scorecard with him for some reason

— INJURIES/ILLNESSES: none [previous broken bones]

BEHAVIOUR / TROPEHERE / A. / B. / C. / D.

✩ the "campaigner" (ENFP-A)

✩ determined /deadset / focused / extrovert / organized / tidy / relaxed / quiet / reserved / kind / gentle / sweet / humble / adaptable / motivated / energetic / charming / practical / creative / intelligent / thoughtful / sympathetic / worrier / improviser / loyal / logical / heartfelt / compassionate / open / helpful / respectful / social / prospecting / judging / intuitive / observant / assertive

— DISORDERS: none

INTERACTION / TROPEHERE / TROPEHERE

✩ physically hard / mentally medium / will not fight / will not kill

✩ knows some self defense / prefers punching as "weapon of choice"

✩ powerplay?

✩ attack in BOLDED LIGHTGRAY

tracking with happy baseball boy

He was just beginning to get used to his new body: a cheetah. He was used to the feeling of two legs, but four just felt plain weird. Walking along the sandy beach, the man thought to himself. What had happened to him? Well, he thought he had died. And he had, in a car accident. But why wasn't he dead? These thoughts were invading the former baseball player's mind, and he had to focus to push them away. Right now, he had something to do, that was important. He had to find RiverClan and join. But would he use his original name? That was the question he asked himself. Kevin Kiermaier, #39: the Outlaw. That was him. But what was he now? Sighing, he didn't know what to do. He had heard about these "Clans," and their "warrior names." He could always take on one of those, and keep his last name. Yeah, yeah that sounded like a good idea.

Then he noticed the stench. Stopping, he noticed he had passed over whatever it was. Wasn't that what books, or whoever, called borders? It had to be. So, scrambling back behind the border, the male lifted his head and took a deep breath. Well, here goes nothing. "U-Uh excuse me? Could you tell me where I am? I'm looking for a place called 'RiverClan,' I'd like to join. Oh, I'm Ke- Goldglove Kiermaier by the way."

Same tbh lol

I made his joining thread last night y'all

I love him so much hngh[/color]

take your time guys!!

//also throws all the medicine

FEEL BETTER SOON FRIENDO

//bump!!

good good!

boi if you hurt obby

then f i t e m e

//rushed!!

Goldglove turned to the first Clanner that came up to him. A winged cat? Sweet. "Yeah, I'm looking to join. It's nice to meet you, Shinninglight." The former baseball player smiled with his charming grin, turning to Guillotine. That was... A hell of a dark name. "Pleasure to meet you. Why the... Dark name?" He asked in his soft voice, tilting his head (which wasn't something he was used to).

//screaming bc it's my boy lefou

//also screams at bunstache - because willow & gold need to meet lol

Kiermaier shuffled his paws at Guillotine's words uncomfortably. What did she mean by that? He didn't want to know. Shaking his head slightly, he turned to Valemon. Smiling at the young cub, he chuckled as he tried to pronounce his new name. "If it's too hard for you, you can call me KK or 39 if you'd like. Kiermaier would probably be a hard name to pronounce as well." He admitted, turning to the small LeFou. He seemed nice. "Thanks! I think I'll do well on my own though, thanks. I'll hit you up if I need anything." He would've pointed at him like he did with Souza, or given him thumbs up, but without hands it was a bit... Difficult.

screaming bc I'm coming out of inactivity today :)

Goldglove was still new to the clan, having joined about a week ago. But due to taking a few days to collect himself and finally accepting what he had become, he decided he needed to meet new people. Setting up a small place for people to sit on blankets and gathering some food together, the cheetah sat on his own blanket, hesitating as he wrapped his tail around his paws. It was a new maneuver for him, and it still kinda creeped him out. "Um, meet and greet down by the weird red grove beach!"

Kiermaier padded up to the meeting, even though he was a bit late. Seating himself, the cheetah flicked on ear, nodding as he listened to Shinninglight. He was still new and barely understood the Clan's lingo, but decided he might as well try. Managing to decipher most of it, he found himself still waiting, with his tail curled around his paws. Slightly surprised at the action he had not known he had done, the former baseball player calmed himself. Brainstorming and events? Sounded like something he would need to go to.

/everything sounds great so far guys! I would think a pranking war would be fun, and an autumn fesitival

Goldglove padded up, tilting his head as he made it just in time to hear everyone's suggestions. Seating himself the cheetah nodded at Ninja's suggestion. "An autumn festival sounds cool! We could also hold some type of sporting event or something, ya know? Get those muscles moving." Of course, he was a sports guy, so he wanted to do the sports stuff. But maybe he could come up with some more ideas soon.

Goldglove was still... Not familiar with all these Clans and what they did. But as he was padding around, he noticed someone near the border with a basket, and Guillotine conversing with them. Just barely catching the name of the leader, he padded up to the small group and found himself dipping his head towards her. "Hello Chlorisroses! Sorry if I said that wrong, I'm not the best with names." He admitted, shaking out his fur. "Anyways, I'm Goldglove! Welcome to RiverClan. It's good to hear you have been doing well. RiverClan has been doing well from what I know." He smiled with a nod, looking at the basket. How nice.

Kiermaier was glad when people came forward. Though a bit uncomfortable around Guillotine, and her sly smile, he was, of course, going to be respectful to her. "I am, thank you! It's a wonderful place." Not much like Tampa or Indiana, but it'll do. He thought quietly to himself, turning to Shinninglight as he approached. Smiling, he chuckled. "How could I forget your name? Thank you, I tried my best." He admitted, even though he was one to push himself harder than he should. That's how he got so many injures. At the leader's question, he nodded. "Yes! It's perfect here, though I am a bit homesick." He shrugged, knowing he couldn't go back. Especially now that he was a freaking cheetah. Looking down at Val when he approached, he smiled. Well, he remembered the nickname, which was good. "Hello Val! How are you?"