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  • *shrugs* WeDdInGs, BrO (o:

    Wait a minute... did my sister post on here? D: That little brat...


    Yes, yes it's me.


    Did my sister harm you guys in any way because she is a spoiled little brat who likes to mess up my life, so I just need to know if she did anything bad.

  • Silversky of WindClan

    Character Name: Silversky


    Character Age: 14 moons


    Gender: Tom


    Alliance: WindClan


    Rank: Medicine Cat


    Appearance (6 or more sentences): Silversky is an average-sized tom mostly made of bone. It is difficult to interpret though because of his rather fluffy and unkempt coat of fur. Also, a silver tabby pelt with a tint of pale blue at the tips of the hairs serves as protection of his soft skin that all cats wear; it would be compared to a pond with the reflection of a cloudy sky, hence the name Silversky. Adding on to the fluffy-ness is a bushy fox-like tail that naturally curls around his left hind leg no matter what position he's in. The tom also has comically long whiskers that lightly brushes against the ground when he walks. His eyes also appear to be a deep ocean blue, the color almost popping off his eyes.


    Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): His personality is similiar to his appearance; he is calm, and reasonable with an honest heart. He prefers to stay out of problems, and minds his own business; rather than going on adventures, he stays at camp and tries his best acting like a good rolemodel for kits. Despite his problem-avoiding, Silversky enjoys giving advice to those who need and appreciate it; he will also tell stories of his late parents and to never wonder off alone, resulting in younger cats comforting him. The silver-pelted tom is also shy and calm so he will push away cats he likes; also being a medicine cat, he fears if he gets too attatched to someone he might break the rule and begin mating. He is big on rules, although he might break them every now and then. Other then everything mentioned above, he is nice, fun-loving, and loves being around others if he doesn't feel awkward around them.
    ---Likes (at least 3): He tends to take a liking to the taste of rabbit, taking care of the wounded and the sound of a rushing river.
    ---Dislikes (at least 3): Loud noises, lightning, and violence are rather annoying and gets on his nerves.
    ---Strengths (No MORE than 5): His speed and mind are his weapons.
    ---Weaknesses (At least 3): Although he's fast, his stamina is low and he tends to clumsy, always tripping over nothing. The tom is also weak, and loses battles that include muscles.


    History (8 or more sentences): A few moons after he was born a group of rogues killed his birthparents, creating an orphan of him. Albeit he grieved for quite awhile, the silver-pelted tom eventually regained sense in reality as a stronger and better cat after a having dream that involved his late mother suggesting that he moved on. Later, deciding to honor his parents by being a great cat, he took up the job of being a medicine cat. Silversky had repeatedly encountered rogues the times he leaves camp to accuire medicine. Everytime he would almost die, if it weren't for his quickwit saving his tail. On occasions he would visit the current WindClan leader to check up on him/her or inform them about a dream the tom had a couple of days ago. It would sometimes save a life. Other than that, he is an ordinary medicine cat, only wanting to help his clan out and make his parents proud.


    Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): It had been moons ago when his parents died, yet the silver-pelted tom basking in the sunlight by the gushing stream had been grieving for the whole day alone. His ears twitched nervously as he rested his head on his paws, his bushy tail wrapped around his hind left leg; the soft murmurs of the stream soothed his ears, cushioning him as he fell into a dream state.
    "Wake up sleepy head."
    A pair of ocean blue eyes snapped open.
    "It's okay Silversky, I'm here."
    There was that noise again. It was a light, feathery voice; one that sounded vaguely familiar. Silversky lifted his head as he jolted upwards; he stumbled for a moment before quickly regaining his balance and gazing around. The tom was in a bright, wide meadow, a rainbow of flowers littering the ground; it smelled of earth and dirt, and a boisterous orange sun beamed down on him. The sky was a beautiful canvas, a flock of bluebirds and robins tweeting in the bright blue sky painted with silver clouds and swirls of gray.
    "Good you're awake. Now listen up, my little warrior, I'm not going to repeat myself."
    "Mother?" Silversky asked, craning his neck to look over his shoulder. There she was- a turqoise shell she-cat with vivid leaf green eyes and bushy tail. His mother.
    "That's right Silversky; now listen to me. You've grown up and you're almost six moons old- you should become an apprentice of your choosing soon. I just wanted you know that your father and I love you very much... I know that you're sad and disappointed because we haven't been there for you, but you need to be a better cat and stop grieving! Great StarClan, do something with your life! You've got friends, and remember that you're clan is also your family. You're not alone my little warrior."
    "Mom, I've missed you so much, you wouldn't even believe it!" the tom wailed, nuzzling her shoulder for comfort.
    "I know you have. But I'm watching over you. Your father and I. He would be here right now, but he's needed elsewhere, so it's just me. But remember, we will always love you, and watch over you, and help you. We're here. We really are. Now you better get back to the clan before the others get worried."
    Silversky would have replied, yet in a flash, he was back at the river, waking up from his nap. Although he wished he could have spent more time with his mother, he knew he had great things ahead of him; the tom stood up, shook off his pelt and headed towards camp. As he padded through the barn, a sensation of being watched prodded and poked his pelt- he wasn't alarmed though because he knew it was his mother and father... and they would always watch over him. They would watch over him when he became a medicine cat apprentice, then a medicine cat. When he would save his leader's life and heal the wounded. When he fell in love, resulting in heart aches. When he would have children of his own. They would watch him until the day he left to join them- then rejoce in being a family once again.


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  • OH, OF COURSE >.> _ Private _ E r i d a n A m p o r a ONLY~

    Be Eridan Ampora==>


    You are now Eridan Ampora, sitting in the corner of the room; you are stuck with the insufferable prick of a troll, Karkat Vantas. You gaze across the room, fixing your eyes on the troll who had apparently given up on attempting to open the door.


    "It's no use Kar, wwe can't leavve." You say, unsure of how you really felt about this."Wwe should just accept that fact."