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  • THE WORLD MAY DISAAPROVE ;; Macchi’s storage

    OPINIONS & CHOICES IC / "SPEECH" / BUMP THREADS AFTER 2 DAYS

    GENERAL INFO / THREAD HUB / HEART CHART / PLOTTING THREAD

    ✩ MACCHIATO / HERMAPHRODITE, GOES BY MALE PRONOUNS [HE/HIM]

    ✩ 15 moons / aging rate

    ✩ BloodClan / member

    RELATIONSHIPS / RULES OF ENGAGEMENT / ½ ⅓ ¼ ⅕ ⅛

    ✩ single / misc / misc

    ✩ NPC x NPC

    ✩ misc

    ✩ ½ of shiphere

    APPEARANCE / REFERENCE. / [color#8B5742]STATUS /[/color] STATS [100%]

    ✩ Turkish Angora. Chocolate classic tabby. White on underbelly, paws, and chest. Plus a patch on his head. Feathery, glossy fur.

    ✩ Honey golden eyes. Has heterochromia. Golden eyes are darker on the inside and gets lighter towards the outside.

    ✩ Yellow studded collar

    — INJURIES/ILLNESSES: text

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

    ✩ Narcissistic, egotistical, princely

    ✩ Ruthless, cold, calculating

    ✩ Protective, abusive

    — DISORDERS: NPD, ASPD

    INTERACTION / TROPEHERE / TROPEHERE

    ✩ physically difficult / mentally medium / misc

    ✩ Speaks Italian / misc / misc

    ✩ powerplay?

    ✩ attack in #8B5742

  • A NEW LIFE;; o, intro

    SO LET’S BE SINNERS TO BE SAINTS

    AND LET’S BE WINNERS BY MISTAKE —tags

    It had been a few moons like this. A few moons since he was no longer a prince. The cat had been adopted by a nice family in Italy, but they had abandoned him when a new life had been brought forward for them. Which absolutely sucked for the outbred cat. He had been living with this... ugh. Fiendish group of rogues. He had to get used to the hard life. Most of all, he had to make friends.


    What was the best way to do that? Food.Now, Macchiato would make sure he always had enough, and give the extras to others to get on their good side. He had just finished scrounging for scraps from a nearby restaraunt. Bits of beef and chicken spilled out into a box he laid down. And then, he carried it some distance away before calling, "Hey, amici! Let’s eat!"




  • A NEW LIFE;; o, intro

    SO LET’S BE SINNERS TO BE SAINTS

    AND LET’S BE WINNERS BY MISTAKE —tags

    Okay, call whoever was on the trash heep creepy. The egotistical cat stared at Pistachio, blinking. Ooookay. Hew cleared his throat, and began speaking. "I am a full grown cat, thank you very much." His voice was laced with sarcasm. He was not going to show this cat that he held any fear. No, Macchiato was too good for that!


    He then heard the child behind him. He... he thought amici was Mexican. Well, it appeared this one had no clue about the greatness of Italy. No worries, Macchiato would come to the rescue and teach him about the wonderful culture he had come from! With a grin plastered on his mw, he gave a couple scraps to the kid. After all, he was a kind and generous cat. And it wasn't that giving stuff to a wounded kid would make him look better than he actually was, no way. "No, no. Ragazzo, the word 'amici' is Italian. It simply means 'friends'!"

  • THEY'RE THE ONES WE'LL LOOK DOWN UPON || Trad. Any Clan Plot litters!

    MACCHIATO’S FAMILY —



    introduction

    Bred to some Turkish Angora breeders, Macchiato has an odd mutation: chocolate fur. He was sold to an Italian royal family, before new lands called them, and Macchiato was dumped in BloodClan. To hide this, he is ruthless, cunning and cold, and has developed a self of narcissism after he was abandoned. Now that he has gotten settled in to his new life, he is so much more cold than he was before. If he comes into contact with any of his family members, he would abuse them and use them.



    summary

    I am currently hosting adopts for Macchiato’s parents, siblings, cousins, and his children! I feel the Clans could use some new blood, so here we are. Plus an angsty plot makes things better!



    rules

    1. They are your characters, so I don’t mind what you do with them. The only exception to this is let me know if you kill them off, okay?

    2. Keep them active! This litter is to remain active. If you cannot handle it, find a temp, or PM me and I will rehome them as a blank slate.

    3. Try to follow genetics, they’re mostly FFA, besides breed.

    4. Now, this isn’t a rule, but as a sort of confusion-settler. These can go to any Clan, or to the Tribe for that matter!



    litters

    GENETICS:

    All of these litters BESIDES THE COUSINS must be full Turkish Angora! Characteristics of this breed include the major possibility for heterochromia, usually a lot of white, and fluffy, feathery fur. They also usually have long fur! The cousin litter must be at least half Angora! Other than that, you can have them outbred (leading to colorations not seen in the breed, such as Macchiato’s chocolate coloring and less white.


    STUFF THAT GETS YOU BROWNIE POINTS

    Having their name be from another language and them knowing that language (for BloodClanners only, for example Shiro from Japanese, them knowing Japanese).

    If they have one or more traits of the Angora breed!

    Having unique, specifically "evil" personalities.

    Unique looks!



    LITTER ONE: THE PARENTS.

    Anywhere from 36 moons and up, purebred Angoras, former house cats. 2 Slots, one male, one female.



    LITTER ONE: SIBLINGS

    One 20 moon litter, one 12 moon, one 7 moon litter. Purebred Angoras. Any origins. Unlimited slots.



    LITTER THREE: COUSINS.

    One 16 moon litter, one 9 moon litter, one 4 moon litter. At least half-angoras. Unlimited slots.



    LITTER FOUR: KIDS

    Macchiato xx NPC. One 10 moon litter, one 5 moon litter, one 2 moon litter. Purebred Angoras. Unlimited slots.



    extra

    Plotting threads and stuff will be put up soon! Most of all, have fun!

  • whatcha mean / intro,open

    SO LET’S BE SINNERS TO BE SAINTS

    AND LET’S BE WINNERS BY MISTAKE —tags

    horror lorem ipsum needles at bowels alarming. killer mental psychotic sliced. edginess anxiety tension, claw at deteriorated in, creep a tear. Next came the princely terror himself, Macchiato. He offered a sly smile towards the she-cat and stood next to Canary. His golden eyes flickered and he let out a meow, "Yes, are you new?"

  • have a litter with this rude boy?

    SO LET’S BE SINNERS TO BE SAINTS

    AND LET’S BE WINNERS BY MISTAKE —tags

    So while this boy goes by male pronouns, he's actually a hermpahrodite, meaning he's got viable sexual organs of both of the sexes. So maybe for a plot he becomes disgusted by the fact that he is now preggers and because of that he could just be really mean and like dump all of the kittens in the river to spite Sharkpool and just like be really abusive and visit them just to smack his kids around or smth?

  • ENJOY LIFE ;; o, hunting

    SO LET’S BE SINNERS TO BE SAINTS

    AND LET’S BE WINNERS BY MISTAKE —tags

    Now, he had to get used to one other thing, hunting. He had been used to getting human food, so he usually scrounged for scraps but there weren't many around this time of day. So, he had to settle on something else. He heard a rat scurry and then he jumped. Somehow, he was successful, which lead to him having a major ego boost. He purred as he dangled the rat between his paws.

  • I AM DROWNING IN LIQUOR || o, finding catnip

    SO LET’S BE SINNERS TO BE SAINTS

    AND LET’S BE WINNERS BY MISTAKE —tags

    Of course the narc of an Italian knew how to have a good time! He had been taught so by his ever so graceful Twolegs. Whenever they came home, they brought this stuff called catmint home, and he rolled in it, and everything just changed. He felt so happy whenever that magical substance appeared. One day, he found it in a building, and knocked it over. He let out a great purr and he hopped down, touching it with his paw. Oh, this green substance was it, alright! "I found it," he purred.

  • LAZYTOWN | O, INTRO

    SO LET’S BE SINNERS TO BE SAINTS

    AND LET’S BE WINNERS BY MISTAKE —tags

    Now, he was no monster. Macchiato had somewhat of a sense of honor, he wasn't just gonna take a kit's dinner. Instead, he watched her, his golden eyes gleaming. Well, she was very young, so a congratulations was in order. "Nice catch, ragazzo." He purred, his tone sweet.

  • BONES BECOME DUST || p, Sharkpool

    SO LET’S BE SINNERS TO BE SAINTS

    AND LET’S BE WINNERS BY MISTAKE —tags


    SO LET’S BE SINNERS TO BE SAINTS

    AND LET’S BE WINNERS BY MISTAKE —tags

    The unknowing hermaphrodite of a Turkish Angora walked around the city that BloodClan called home. Ugh, disgusting. Utterly disgusting. The princely cat wrinkled his nose in hatred, golden eyes holding fires as he traversed the area. Hopping on buildings and the like, he wiped his paws angrily at the fact that they had gotten dirt on them. Hmph! The glorious gift, Macchiato of BloodClan, formerly of Italy, was too great for this. He just wished his Twolegs would come and take him home, get all of these trophies out of his collar and in somewhere else where they belonged, and he'd be able to curl up in their laps again, smiling at the fireplace. But it wouldn't happen, Macchiato realized.


    With a dejected sigh, he stopped on the border of the RiverClan area that they shared with those pesky fishfaces, fishbreaths. A smirk crawled on his face as he began strutting into their territory. "Ohh~! Is there any RiverClanner who wishes to be educated by me, the wondrous Macchiato?" He called, though it was a purr. Attempted to be one, anyway.


    SHARKPOOL