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  • Fireclan ~Sign up~ Moonstrike awaits

    Username~ thefracturedcookie/Cookie-Chan
    Name~ Tephragaze
    Rank~ Deputy
    Looks~ Smoky, dark grey she-cat with slanted, pale blue eyes. Has a very poofy and fluffy coat, making her seem more big and menacing than she really is.
    Personality~ To her clan she's sweet and loves a good joke, but to literally anybody else, no matter the alliance, she's ferocious and almost needs somebody there to supervise her, making sure that she wont rip their pelts off. Very temperamental and loyal.
    Kin~ None
    Other~ Fire

  • Icy Breeze Rouge Gang. (IBRG) (open)

    Name]] Ever
    Age]] 21 moons
    Pelt Color/Length/Thickness/Description]] A short-furred she-cat with a torn ear and a fair share of scars. She has a cream tabby pattern for the most part, and a longer tail than others.
    Eye color]] Bright green
    Kits]] None
    Mate]] None
    Former mates]] Lionfrost, Nightsky
    Height]] 9 inches
    Weight]] 8 pounds
    Best Skill]] Battle tactics
    Rank wanted]] Lead Mercier
    History]] Originally came from ThunderClan, but was kidnapped as a kit. A loner took her and three other kits to a tribe leader in exchange for his mate to be given back safely. After many moons, she escaped the life as a slave, and ran back to ThunderClan. After a while, she left the Clan for many reasons, one of them including heartbreak. From then on she hated all clans and became a rouge, until she stumbled upon IBRG.
    Extras]]

  • Isn't there anything fun to do around here? (OPEN)

    OOC: Thanks x3


    IC:


    Evelyn twitched an ear. What was with the cars? She kept hearing them blare loudly. She turned to see a pelt that resembles smoldering fire running across the street a couple of times. On the sidewalk the thin she-cat sits, gazing at the other with bright blue eyes in amusement. She better be careful. Those things can strike at the moment you least expect it.

  • Fireclan ~Roleplay~

    Tephragaze lightly pawed around in the snow, licking her chaps in discontent. Snow was not one of her favorite things on earth. She was just glad that she had such a thick pelt to work against the cold.

  • Just another Zombie crisis! (Open)

    Karen on the other hand looked almost...bored as she trekked the streets. She took notice of many buildings around her being wrecked and windows shattered. Her right fingers stayed tight on her AK-47, the other hand messing with the strap of her pack. She quit messing with the strap and readjusted her baseball cap.


    And even with all this chaos going on, just then she began to wonder why she was wearing sunglasses on such a cloudy day in the first place.

  • ⚔✯gєитℓємєиѕ gαиg✯⚔-ѕιgи υρ

    Display Name;;


    TheFracturedCookie/Cookie-Chan (Switches between those periodically, so it doesn't matter which you choose)


    Name;;


    Link


    Age;;


    15 Moons


    Rank;;


    Immature


    Gender;;


    Male


    Appearance;;


    A fawn colored Somali cat. His eyes are an unusual pale green. Link is a broad shouldered, lanky tom with a medium sized coat. Despite this, he can't stand the cold and will often complain about it. His tail is much for poofy than the rest, and he's slightly smaller in stature than most others.


    Personality;;


    Much like his rank, Link is rather immature. He still acts much like a kit and likes to roughhouse with his buddies. He's very sly and quick like a fox, so he's a fast learner and can quickly rise to any challenge. Because of this he can be very mischievous and even resort to mild pranking. Constantly on any chance to impress others, Link is sort of a schmoozer. He's not very quiet and will most likely annoy any calm and level-headed cat that upranks him. Nevertheless, if you manage to become friends with him he's sweet and loyal till the very end.


    History;;
    He's not had much of a history. The tom grew up in the gentleman's gang and his parents have too. There's not much of anything special about his past. This bores him to death. The most that's happened is his little adventures of sneaking off or picking fights with others, he's had a lot of scolding in his life that managed to roll off behind his head. Link is clueless to the words "love" or "responsibility."


    Other;;




    Name;;


    Evelyn (Eve)


    Age;;


    19 moons


    Rank;;


    Slave


    Gender;;


    She-cat


    Appearance;;


    A hazel/light brown she-cat. Her eyes are abnormally larger than most and an intense, bright blue color. It tends to change to a more grey color when she's distressed or angry. Her tail is also more long compared to others and the fur on it is kinked/spiked. No amount of cleaning ever straightens it. Due to her flexibility, she can curl it to odd positions. Though she's not that active and therefore does not have a great build, she has compacts of stored stamina when she's determined.


    Personality;;


    Despite being a slave, she loves hanging out with the guys. She's a bit of a tomboy, and likes the idea of adventure and getting dirty. This depresses her a bit, because most of the gang would have nothing of hanging out with a simple slave. Even when she's treated unfairly, she's good-natured and continues to be respectful and optimistic towards everyone. For the most part she's smart and responsible, but once in a while she can get into trouble for the sake of having fun.
    History;;


    Evelyn was born with no littermates. Immediately abandoned by her father, her loner mother raised her for a few moons. Her grandmother was the sole reason that her mother agreed to taking care of her. But by the time she no longer needed to nurse, her grandmother passed away. No longer under control, Evelyn's mother took off. Luckily her grandmother taught her a few things like how to hunt or how to survive. This helped a little, but she was still a six-moon old, inexperienced kitten. Because of this she was easily captured by the Gentlemen's Gang.


    Other;;

  • The Garage Band-- Rock (Need members and manager for the band) {Sign up thread}

    Name: Zachary Crosswell
    Nickname(optional): Zach
    Age(17-19): 18
    Picture(no anime): [img width=378 height=510]http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs7…n_by_oomizuao-d5n5mzp.jpg[/img]
    I hope a drawing in general is fine. If not let me know. x3 And his hair is light brown.
    Personality(Short): Good-natured, silly, adventurous, witty.
    Instruments: Mainly drums, some bass.
    Sings?(What they mostly sing): He doesn't sing. The most he could probably do would be screamo or very little background singing. He's very open-minded and likes all sorts of genres of music, but his favorite bands would be Slipknot, Hollywood Undead, Ludo and Theory of a Deadman.
    Other: Please Please Me. Not begging, what you wanted me to put. xD

  • Hetalia: New Beginning (Roleplay, ADVANCED-SEMI ONLY)

    The blonde was sitting at the table perched in the middle of the room, sighing to himself as he was watching the Brit doodle on the chalkboard. Truthfully he was almost always here first, but no one ever really noticed he had been sitting there and just proceeded to do whatever. Canada looked down at his precious bear in silence, bored and feeling quite awkward.

  • Hetalia: New Beginning (Roleplay, ADVANCED-SEMI ONLY)

    Startled, Canada looked up at the loudmouth country. "O-Oh, hi America..." he mused, looking down at the table.


    Finally Romano got off his butt and was out of his house, wandering towards his destination to start the conference with everyone. He squinted his eyes, noticing two figures walking ahead of him. Oh crap. Austria and Hungary. Maybe I should keep quiet and take the long way...