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    Looking inside, Connor's eyes brightened at the sight before him. The room was rather simple, with a window looking outside. The walls were plain, and the bed was a welcome sight for him, since sleeping on a hard floor wasn't too good for him. A slight smile crossed his face as he walked inside, it seemed as if he was fairly excited about having his own room.

    His eyes gleamed brightly as he turned to look at her, a grin crossing his face as he nodded his head. It seemed as if he was extremely happy at the moment, and seemed very ecstatic about being in a more comfortable living condition. He walked over the her, "Thank you Ally."

    Name: Mistwing
    Gender: Male
    Appearance (picture or link required):

    Personality:
    Having a calm, level-headed and gentle attitude, it isn't often one would find the tom not smiling or being aggressive. Normally, he is very friendly, good-natured and warm-hearted to his clanmates and wouldn't hesitate to help anyone who needs it. Honestly, on the outside, his personality seems great, gentle and basically the perfect kind cat... but this isn't true.
    The tom is warped. Unlike most medicine cats who strive to stay away from battles and blood, he looks forward to it. He enjoys the smell of blood and feeling it soak into his fur, the utter horrid beauty as a body looses life... the silence that comes after death. He loves the sensation, it gives him a certain rush of pleasure that other worldly things cannot. It is one of the only things he loves, but he hides it well. It is something that he grew accustomed to and never attempted to stop it. Though, he doesn't highly believe that something is wrong with his sanity, there most likely is something wrong.
    On more aspects to his personality, he can get extremely possessive and protective of someone if they do grow close to him. He does have a tendency to mess with his fellow clanmates and sometimes if he is in the mood, he can get a little flirty and seductive with she-cats, though most of the time he doesn't mean much by it. There is many other aspects to his personality... but I do believe this is enough for now eh?
    Rank:
    Medicine Cat
    Scars or deformities:
    None that are visible directly, but if you look closely there is a long scar on his back.
    Family:
    Muffin (Kittypet, mother, deceased)
    Avarze (Rogue, father, deceased)
    Coldgaze (Brother)
    Crush/mate/kits: N/A (Forbbiden is Open)
    Theme song (optional): Break by Three Days Grace
    Voice (optional): A soft, seductive voice, though masculine enough to identify as male.
    Quote by your character (optional):
    "Calm down, I find it the greatest of joys to see that smile of your's."
    Other: Blackstar


    Name: Coldgaze
    Gender: Male
    Appearance (picture or link required):
    [img width=510 height=338]https://lh5.googleusercontent.…JRNj_Mam3dSw=w628-h417-nc[/img]
    Personality:
    Cold, serious and anti-social, it is very rare to hear this tom speak. He is very focused on the clan rather than himself and yet distances himself from close bonds within. His seriousness and mysteriousness casts him out as odd and yet a rather curious tom. He always seems to be generally conservative and calm and never allows anyone to control or make him their puppet. He is very independent and intelligent, preferring to analyze situations, but he does have a fierce temper and can prove to be a very aggressive and feral cat. The origin of him and his brother is rather strange and he does keep that information to himself. And since being very secretive, he will refuse to hand out information until he deems it necessary.
    On top of this he is very strict and tends to get irritated when others do not follow orders. He doesn't have many friends and has a tendency to make enemies no matter where he goes. He can get close to others but, his heart is very cold and close to unfeeling and he rarely showed any emotion. Really, he is like a polar opposite of his more social brother.
    Rank:
    Warrior
    Scars or deformities:
    A scar over his left eye and across the side of his jaw.
    Family:
    Same as Mistwing.
    Crush/mate/kits: N/A, will develop
    Theme song (optional): The Great Escape by Cinema Staff
    Voice (optional): A deep, silken voice, that tends to be rather soothing.
    Quote by your character (optional):
    "I need no one. I can stand alone."
    Other: Blackstar

    He grinned then paused and said, "Ally, can you tell me... how humans act now?" He hesitated as he said quietly, "Been locked up for very long, I don't want to do wrong thing...." It seemed as if he was thinking about earlier with the whole kiss incident, almost as if he was apologizing.

    Remaining on guard for a few more minutes, he finally decided that nothing was going to attack the house, relaxing, he went through Haley's window, seeing that her back was turned, a sharp gleam sparked in his eyes as he moved over to the side of the bed, sitting silently on the edge, he thought, 'I suppose... staying near her for the night won't hurt..' He slowly laid down next to her, a small smile on his face.

    Dante's attention turned towards her, a slight smirk crossing his face as he said, " 'Morning Haley," He sat up, tilting his head as he asked in a nonchalant tone, "Slept well? No nightmares I suppose?" The smirk gentled out into a small, even friendly smile for once that made his face at least relax enough to seem less threatening.

    "Well that's good." Standing up, he gently patted her head, another friendly guesture if one would call it that, "Oh, right. Before I forget to tell you..." His facial expression and tone of voice grew more serious, "If you're planning on going outside today, please, be careful. I've been catching scents of other vampires lately, and I can't say if they would kind enough to let you go without a warning..." With another pause, he seemed to be thinking then he said, continuing to be serious, "Actually, I think I should stay with you for today." It seemed as if it was a threat, judging by his mood and attitude.

    He stood, waiting patiently. He could already tell she wasn't too pleased, but it wasn't as if he was too comfortable with this situation either. Even though he put on the confident façade, in reality he felt nervous. He always avoided human crowds or places where multiple humans stayed. But his concern about any possible enemies was enough to make him want to follow her.

    Camp Half-Blood the center of where greek demigods have traveled to for decades, learning to live and prosper and to survive. Over the decades, the greeks have lived in peace on their center of training within New York, as with the constant changing of the Gods center of power is where their presence is most concentrated, and with the new discovery of their possible allies or rather enemies, Camp Jupiter, the hanging of the fate between both Camp Half-Blood, and Camp Jupiter is uncertain.


    Furthermore, new tensions have risen, with a new group of rogue demigods calling themselves "The Fallen", it is unknown whether these demigods will prove to be helpful to Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter, or will they only prove to be a giant hazard and attack both camps to make things evermore complicated. The threat of Gaea's forces also proves to be a major threat as everyone is tensed, waiting for the first signs of war to begin, for in this world only the strong survive, and the weak are killed and left for scraps.


    Now as you begin your destiny, making allies, friends, fighting against impossible odds, you will have to choose your alliance and begin to fight. Who will you fight for? Who will you trust? For anything can happen in the most bloodiest of wars... and the world has yet to see the destruction and utter chaos this war may start.



    Form
    Screen Name:
    Name:
    Gender:
    Age:
    Godly Parent:
    Alliance:
    Appearance:
    Personality:
    Good/Evil:
    Crush:
    Weapon:
    Powers/Abilities (optional):
    History (optional):
    Other:



    Alliances


    (Males names are in black, females are in red.)


    Camp Half-Blood


    Alex Vallens (Son of Apollo- Good)- Played by Nekonny
    Rowan Alisa Desrosiers (Daughter of Hades- Neutral)- Played by elsa.
    Mia Lorens (Daughter of Hecate- Good)- Played by Krystal !
    Cassidy Beckett (Daughter of Ares- Good) - Played by Inky


    Camp Jupiter


    Peter Hathworth (Son of Zephyrus- Neutral)- Played by Nekonny
    Cassandra "Cassie" Grayson (Daughter of Jupiter)- Played by Nightwing_Dick Grayson
    Alissa Gardener (Daughter of Jupiter- Neutral)- Played by The Victom


    The Fallen


    Ray Vallens (Son of Ares- Neutral- Leader)- Played by Nekonny
    Coraline Drake (Daughter of Hades- Neutral) - Played by #CheshireCat


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    Roleplay Thread


    -Mistwing

    Opening his eyes slowly, the lean gray tabby cat stretched one limb gingerly after the other. He already heard his clanmate's voices outside his den, not that he cared too much, but at least it was enough for him to wake up, or else he wouldn't have even if he wanted to. Jaws gaping in a large yawn, the medicine cat sat up, giving his pelt a few brisk licks before he began the usual duty of the day to check on the herb storage. This was the primary schedule he had picked for himself, check on the herbs, discard old herbs properly, go out for new herbs, and then come back and make sure everything was orderly- oh yes, and be prepared for anything to happen. He was quite content with his daily reutine that he got into regarding the clan and was fairly happy, but this thought provoked another thought- was his brother happy about it too? Honestly, some days he couldn't unravel what Coldgaze was thinking most of the time, but then again his brother didn't take too kindly to anyone here except for him, so who was he to say to judge about him?


    -Coldgaze

    The sound of Nightclaw moving out of the den as well as the sound of Darkheart's voice directed to her sister was enough to wake up the large brown tabby. His cold green eyes slowly opened, a darkness in them as they stared frostily at Darkheart and Shadowflower as if somewhat annoyed. Since Nightclaw wasn't particularly within range of Coldgaze, the tom couldn't really direct his irritation at the younger tom. Standing up, he briskly walked out without a word. His gaze flickered over the Nightclaw and Blackstar, briefly tilting his head to Blackstar in brief acknowledgement of the leader's presence, though it lacked respect, clearly Coldgaze didn't know what to make of the clan leader yet, to him everyone here was a stranger, and he couldn't exactly relax around them. His gaze turned to the medicine cat den, half expecting his brother to be padding out, but then his gaze flickered to the sunlight and he realized that it was too early for his brother to be outside of the den yet, he was no doubt looking at his herbs. Sighing, he slowly went over to the medicine cat den and poked his head in, seeing his brother muttering to himself about the herbs that was there, he thought, 'I really don't want to deal with him this early in the morning... I could careless about herbs...' He shuddered at the thought of seeing his brother going on one of his expert lectures about herbs and getting into the... gorey details. Yeah, he was used to it by now, but it still unnerved him occasionally.