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  • you blocked me on facebook, now you're going to d i e -- internetpaw wip

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    character name ++ internetpaw, warrior name will be internetfriends.
    character age ++ this cat is six months old.
    gender ++ it is a male cat.
    sexual orientation ++ straight, and he highly respects the female specimen.
    alliance ++ he is a loyal member of riverclan.
    rank ++ a mini warrior, otherwise known as an apprentice.
    appearance ++ describing internet is the easy part about all of this. now, don't be expecting to say his eye color and pelt or patterns or something. instead, i will start off with all the complicated things, such as his build, even the length of his whiskers if you will. the apprentice has a smaller build though it is much to his advantage, as his legs are skinnier this way, making him lighter and faster than most cats in his clan. like all other riverclanners, he eats lots of fish, making his short pelt a bit longer and also sleeker. his eyes are like footballs, skinny yet fat, and as for his pupils they are slits though in darkness they cover up nearly almost all of his eye space provided. his tail is around one and a half feet long in length, the apprentice's entire body though would be measured at three and a half feet long. internetpaw's claws and teeth are a different matter, however; his claws are around one inch in length, and his canines are one and a half inches though they are daggers, easily tearing into rough skin like a grain of sand. well, as for his pelt, it's pretty rough though not at all thick. the color of it? pitch black, with some seal brown on the coat. no, it's not dust; and yes, he was born with it. nearly the whole entire stomach of internetpaw is white, and whenever he gets dirty the tom will go swim in the river, one to clean off and two to check for any signs of trespassers of predators. the football shaped orbs? well, they are dark blue, nearly a purple && navy color. the color of his claws is the exact definition of grey and black, mixed. well, there's internetpaw's appearance for you and yourself. c:
    personality ++ the persona of internetpaw; while he goes out and kills, i'll explain it to you.
    likes ++
    dislikes ++
    strengths ++
    weaknesses ++
    history ++
    roleplay sample ++
    comments ++
    plots -- have you ever heard of the song internet friends by knife party? how that girl goes out to kill who she loves, because he blocked her on facebook? well, that's what's going to happen to internetpaw. he falls in love with a she-cat, and then she shuns him, so he kills her. this happens a lot strangely, he r.apes them then after the kits are born he kills them.

  • you blocked me on facebook, now you're going to d i e -- internetpaw wip

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    character name ++ internetpaw, warrior name will be internetfriends.
    character age ++ this cat is six months old.
    gender ++ it is a male cat.
    sexual orientation ++ straight, and he highly respects the female specimen.
    alliance ++ proud member of riverclan.
    rank ++ a mini warrior, otherwise known as an apprentice.
    appearance ++
    personality ++
    likes ++
    dislikes ++
    strengths ++
    weaknesses ++
    history ++
    roleplay sample ++
    comments ++

  • The Tribe of Falling Swallows || RP Thread! {WALK INS WELCOME!!}

    [justify][font=georgia][size=8]The elegant she-cat strode out of camp, smelling Ochre, Glade, and Plum. She sighed. Too many new cats in the Tribe, she wasn't keeping up with it! Besides, Ochre, how would you know that these cats were trustworthy? Immediately, if she were leader, Hoard would have let the Tribe come and meet the cat. They vote, yes or no, and if yes then the cat would have to prove he or she was a good fighter, hunter, and whatnot else to join the Tribe. At least, that's what she would do.

  • Photopaw x Newpaw - Closed

    [justify][font=georgia][sub]dghdofhgdfkhg.


    i just died. x333


    thank you so much, nebula, plates! <333


    i shall make a biography for cowl -- also thinking about changing her name. x3

  • Empire of Nephele [Jump in!]

    [justify][sub]Winchester slowly opened his dark blue eyes, just arousing from a deep slumber. It was a rather nice day outside; no clouds in the sky and sunshine just pouring down. The tomcat felt he had to do some hunting, and maybe bringing it to Empress Tomoko would brighten both of their days. He always felt better when she was around him; no big reason why, though. And no, he did not have a crush on her. not even a tiny one. Reality slapped him in the face when Winchester smacked right into a tree. It did hurt, but it also helped him pick up the scent of rabbit. He followed the trail for quite a while to a lush, green and brown meadow.


    Many rabbits leaped around the place, enjoying themselves entirely. Lord W had not a clue what he should do, whatsoever. Hunt them? Watch them? Tell the others about this place, maybe keep it to himself for old times sake? Well, as of right now, the tomcat thought the best thing to do was hunt. And he did so, stalking up to the juiciest rabbit he could see in the meadow. The tom's golden fur helped him blend in with the brown grass however it set him apart from the green. He sighed, the wind blowing from behind him. No good, the rabbit knew he was there but had no time to react as he pounced immediately, landing squarely on its shoulders and crushing it's legs so it was alive but could not move.


    [ooc a flood maybe? they wouldn't move from their location but have to move up to the higher ground?]

  • Empire of Nephele [Jump in!]

    [justify][sub]Winchester felt bad for the rabbit, as it had many broken bones though was still alive. But fresher was better, and that means for the Empire. He picked up the live meat source, and trotted back through the territory where he came to get it in the first place. He covered the trail of the scent with urine to make sure no cat would follow it. A slight breeze moved through the shrubby forested area, and Winchester felt a bit of it move through his thick golden pelt. The rabbit was nearly dead so he killed it with a bit to the heart. It was gone. Dead. He wondered what it was like to be alive one second then dead the next. Anyhow, he continued his march back to camp, soon arriving at his home though didn't bother throwing the kill on the pile. The golden cat went straight away to find Tomoko.

  • Empire of Nephele [Jump in!]

    [justify][sub]Hmm. Wasn't hard to do that.


    It was kind of Tomoko that found Tomoko, because she was the one who made her voice come out in the open. The tomcat perked his ears toward her, and dipping his head in respect he went forward to greet the Empress. "Empress Tomoko, greetings." It's what he usually said when he greeted her, or along the lines of "Hello Tomoko!" Lord Winchester hadn't the best eyesight in the world. In fact, he could barely see at all. The golden cat relied on his keen sense of smell to help him go places. Lord W quickly found where the Empress was, and dropped the rabbit, nuzzling his dear friend. "How are you?" the tom asked politely.