Posts by Emerald-May

Sure! Give me two seconds...

Ok, Rye, can I sign up for Kit 3? I know it says that you might want to be that kit, so I just wanted to ask before I stole your kit! XD

My Form~~
Display: {Wonderland}
Activeness: High!
Muse: Eh... Depends. ;)
Advanced?: Heck ya! I can go between Semi-Advanced to Uber-Advanced, depending on my muse!
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Name:
Gender: Tom
Role: Kit 3?
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Appearance:
Personality:

rye. wrote:

Yes! I saw that! Arg, that was so funny! cx
Do you want him to smell all fishy or be lost in darkness?

I suppose I wouldn't mind him getting lost in Darkness, for he does try to stay in the shadows a lot. ;) That will make soooo much more sense when I'm done with the App, I swear! XD

[align=center][color=black]Carnivalpaw looked over to Reversedpaw's face, searching it as he lightened his pace. She really was beautiful- amazing hazel eyes and brilliant blue tabby fur... The Tom looked down and spoke softly, "The place is up ahead- see the cove of Willows? It's just beyond that." Of ourse he was talking about the place they would spend the night with some warmth- honestly it was extraordinary how far the two had traveled in such a short time. Carnival's whiskers twitched as he didn't respond to Reversedpaw's earlier statement, not knowing what else he could say...

Wow... Extraordinary app, my friend! :P

[align=center][color=black]A smile found itself upon Carnivalpaw's muzzle, and the Tom added to Reversedpaw's wonder, "And hopefully unoccupied. Shall we?" Without waiting for her reply, Carnival launched himself foward through the bracken until he literally rolled into the meadow-like clearing, laughing and looking up at the stars from where he lay on his back. Tall whisps of grass and flowers surrounded him, swaying with a slight breeze and blocking any stagnant cold from reaching down to the Tom himself. "Well? Come join me!" Carnivalpaw shouted from his bed of flowers...

[align=center][color=black]Carnivalpaw laughed heartily and rolled over so he could looked at her. Jokingly, because of her outstanding limbs, he chuckled, "Oh no! Reversedpaw's dead!" With his muzzle wrinkled with laughter, the cold night air no longer seemed to penetrate his soul. Silently, he sent his thank you up to StarClan- they had given him just what he asked for...

[color=black]it was a beautiful morning, the sun just rising and casting long shadows acrossed the forest that engulfed the Loner Lands, dappling leaves with glorious shades of red, orange, and a brilliant golden. A much awaited warmth had found its way with the sun, and a slight breeze ruffled the once stagnant air. It was relatively silent- unusually silent, as no birds were singing and no forest creatures were scuffling around... Only the heavy limp of a large red tabby Tom could be heard as he dragged his front paw through the accumulated leaves on the ground, and he could make no effort to hide it.

His condition was worse than it had ever been before, seeing as his once long and glorious red fur was matted and sticky with dark maroon blood from his own wounds, the worst of which found itself trailed across his muzzle. His paw- the one that was limp- was the second worse, as it seemed a large chunk of flesh was missing where the wretched fox had gotten a nice grip prior to Carnivalpaw ripping himself away from the caninish beast. With his muzzle wrinkled with pain, it was easy to see that the dirt clumped around his wounds stung like fire, and that he was aging trouble walking. His eyes were squinted, and his vision was blurred and dark around the edges- he had no where to go in particular, but stopping would probably mean death. He had to keep moving...

At least he had driven the fox off. This thought reassured him he struggled forward, keeping him on his path as blood trailed behind him effortlessly. Finally, with a heavy gasp of air, the Tom collapsed and lied with his eyes closed softly. The pain was too great- physically, and now mentally, he could not continue any further alone.

Sorry it took so long! Here!

So, should Carnival fall in love with Mist, but she is hesitant because of his past, or what?

His past- um, he wasn't a r.apist, just a really popular ladies man. That's why he left DarkClan- he wanted to forget and move on...

[align=center][color=black]Nonexistent eyebrows lifted in surprise as Carnival felt Reversed's paw whack him 'lightly' on the nose. With a playful grin, the Tom growled, "Oh- it's so on!" With that, he reached out (without standing up, out of laziness) to swipe at her ears gently, a determined look occupying his ten moon old face.

[align=center][color=black]Carnival reverted back to his original position, gazing up at the stars with wonder as he replied calmly, with a sweet smile, "You would love it here in the winter- like, late winter. There are deer and mice, dogs and foxes... All friendly, too. It's sorta a traveler's place- nearly everyone in the Loner's Lands knows about it, just many don't come here. They're missing out..." He let out an exaggerated sigh, closing his multicolored eyes and folding his ears back sleepily.

Nice apps, guys!

@Utopiablessed- That's fine!

Will do! ;)

B- Blue
U- Unicorns
M- Melt
P- Pumpkins

OHMYGODNAPOLYANILOVEYOURAVATAR!

*cough*So, ya...*cough* Wait- you're choosing soon?!? Rushes off to complete app.

BUMP!

[size=30pt]What kind of world do we live in?

Sounds fantastic! He'll try to win his her heart however he can... Let the games begin!

Love the signature! ;)

[color=black]Ic| Carnivalpaw had by now accepted his unpredicted fate- lying there on the nettle covered ground, he would die. There was no way around it, what with his numerous wounds allowing warm, dark blood to pool around his body slowly, like molasses. He didn't have the energy to open his eyes, and calling for help would probably only help a hungry Rogue discover his dead body for future food... No, now the Tom was stuck in a kind of Limbo, trapped in thought- a spiritual world inside his mind, of sort.

Carnivalpaw... What a stupid name. I should have changed it long ago. Too lat now, I suppose. What would have changed it to, anyway? A loner name, for sure. It's purely idiotic to have double names. Maybe... Abaven? Aleck? Both mean protector. Why should I name myself 'Protector' if I can't even survive a stupid fox attack? Whatever. It's not like anyone cares- Abaven, called Aven. Maybe I can use it when I'm dead, in StarClan. Won't be long now...

Ooc| Wait, you think I'm super advanced? Did you even read your own amazing, extraordinary post? Plus you have a Fancypost! :P

*Ewwwwww* XP [;)]
~Scurries off to find a furious, hibornating bear, a tightrope walking girrafe, and a desynfectant wipe... {Evil plans in store for you, Smiley... >:3

If you would like, Oncey, I could also be a Paperboy. :)