Posts by InkSick

I'm a new member here. I don't need any introduction to role-play as that is something I am already familiar with. But not with strangers. I would be very grateful if somebody were to rp with me?

CHΞΞТΛH❣ wrote:

Heyy Ink! Welcome to WCRPG!

I'd love to RP with you:) What clan do you have in mind?

I'm not too sure. Do you have any suggestions for me?

CHΞΞТΛH❣ wrote:

I mostly RP in Riverclan and Windclan. If your looking for something different, then the Elite{Decrepit Mansion} is something to try, but I find some of their rules and customs a little confusing.

Riverclan, maybe?

Perhaps. That elite group seems promising, I may give them a try. Thank you.

[font=trebuchet ms]*Username: InkSick
*Cat's name: Holloweye
*Rank: Warrior
*Gender: Female
*Appearance: Holloweye is a tortoiseshell turkish angora. Her left eye is white with blindness and her good eye is a very deep green. Patches of fur on her tail have fallen off.
*Personality: She is very compassionate. However, she can be very dependent on her clanmates.
History: Her mother gave birth to her later in warriorhood. She soon died of age and natural causes. Father was a loner whom Holloweye has never met.
Plot ideas: N/A
*RP Sample: Holloweye entered the camp. "I wasn't able to catch any prey.. Maybe they won't notice?" She entertained the thought but it didn't seem very efficient. Holloweye looked nervously at the freshkill pile. "No no, I must try and hunt again.." She whispered as she exited the camp once again for her second attempt.
Other: Sorry or the shortened RP sample :(

OOC: I was slightly uncomfortable joining in spontaneously but I got over it. xD

IC: Holloweye was outside the camp, hunting. She eyed a mouse that was perched on a rock ahead of her. She crouched down and prepared to jump. "Just sit there for a few more seconds, little mouse..." She thought hopefully. She bounded at the small animal, but it was just too far out of her reach. The rodent scurried for the safety of a hole at the base of a tree. Holloweye cursed in response. She sat down in front of the hole and began clawing at it in a feeble attempt to widen it.

Holloweye finally clawed the hole wide enough for her to shove her mouth inside to deliver a killing bite to the mouse. She dragged the dirt-covered kill out of the tree and picked it up in her mouth. She decided it was time to return to camp. She entered camp and dropped her soiled prize onto the fresh-kill pile. She perked her head up at the scent of blood. "What's that coming from?"

Cats Name: Mind
RPed By: InkSick
Mate: N/A
Kits: N/A
Looks/Personaity: Mind is a black she-cat with a blue hue. Her left eye is a deep, forest green. The right side of her face is torn and hideous. She is a large cat with savannah ancestry. Her personality, the little that she has, is lonely and quiet. She is also very quick to anger. But at the end of the day, she's empty and very easy to manipulate.

(could she perhaps be an assassin?)

Sounds like fun!

Username: InkSick
Ghost Name: Alma
Ghost Age: 19 (when died. She's now 250 years old)
Ghost Gender: Female
Ghost Looks: Short white hair. Pure black eyes. Tall and very thin.
Personality: A very loud and noisy spirit. She has become a poltergeist of sorts sometime during her afterlife. Probably because of crimes in her life.
Crush: N/A
Other: Wears a rotting, cut noose around her neck. Which is what killed her in the first place.

Alma gazed at a framed painting hanging on the wall. With a grin, she lifted it off it's hook and threw it across the room.

Alma laughed and glanced at Connie. She grabbed a butter knife that was left on a coffee table and tossed it.

Alma became visible. "Right here." She grinned. She had gauze wrapped around her grimy hands.

Alma snickered. "That's right, they don't last!" She twirled the broken end of her noose.

"What are you doin'?" She tugged her noose away from Connie. "Mine!" She snickered.

Alma flipped the end of the rope like a scarf and vanished.

She appeared on the other side of Ashiai. She grinned at her. "The hyperactive ones are more fun."

Alma went back to messing things up. She turned pictures upside down, ripped pages out of books, and stacked furniture. e

Alma saw that some of her work had been undone and she frowned.

"Blah, fine." She floated out of the room.

Username: InkSick
Name: Aerona
Age: N/A
Rank: dark angel
Description: Leathery black wings, short white hair and claws.
Personality: Cruel and unforgiving towards humans.
History: N/A
Family: unknown
Other: female

Name: Mind
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Looks: Short white hair and eyes. Large curved horns coming from her skull. Claw-like nails. Is very pale and tall. She has a thin, whip-like tail.
Personality: An evil demon interested in assisting the drainers.