Posts by satyne

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  • SCORCHCLAN ▲ ROLEPLAY

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    brambleheart's warm amber gaze shifted around the camp before resting on his leader again- things were a bit slow today, he'd have to admit. but then again he'd known asterstar for quite a long time and he knew that she would make things work. working his paws nervously on the stony ground, he shook his head. [b]"the dreams have been reoccurring and they are getting worse."     the medicine cat began with a hushed voice. "flashes of white fur, blood seeping everywhere, starclan cats crying out. I don't know what to make of it."




    noticing dovepaw, he swiveled his head and his eyes lit up at his young prospect. turning back to asterstar he respectably dipped his head in goodbye. they both had their duties to attend to, but they would talk more about this for sure. they both needed a bit of time to think about what this meant. "come visit me if you want to talk more..." with that the tabby tom stood up and shook out his short fur, heading towards his apprentice. "good morning dovepaw, did you sleep well?" ironic, because he didn't.

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  • SCORCHCLAN ▲ ROLEPLAY

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    whitefang was growing impatient. where was this patrol? they should have come this way already. after all, she had placed the mock 'mural' of dead animals right in the patrol's path, right where they would see it and receive her ill-meaning message. she was coming, whether they knew it or not. she would take her revenge soon enough, but first she would devise a plan to make the clan love her. after all, a skilled warrior such as herself would be accepted no matter what her sinister intentions were- she was smart enough to deceive them.
    so she clawed at the ground in frustration, her lengthened nails ripping apart the rich soil. her dual-colored icy opticals blinked in the harshening sunlight, though she crouched beneath an opened tree stump. [b]"where are they?"     she hissed quietly, her ears pricked in wait.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 100px; height: 270px; background-image: url(https://66.media.tumblr.com/10…2blwcSOK1snlw9ao1_400.jpg); background-size: 150%; background-position: center;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent;background-image: url(http://data.whicdn.com/images/…jpg);background-position: center; border-radius: 300px; background-size: 120%; border: 5px solid white; width: 60px; height: 80px; margin-top: 8.5px; margin-left: -1px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none;font-family: arial;text-align: center;color: black;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px white;width: 100px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -1px;margin-left: -15px; margin-top: 15px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 11px;]I DON'T FEEL LOST BUT I'M NOT SURE WHERE I'M GOING EITHER. I WANT TO HEAL... I WANT TO HEAL THE PHYSICAL AND MENTAL BUT WHERE DO I BEGIN? STARCLAN SAVE ME.[/fancypost][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: none;font-family: arial;text-align: center;color: black;width: 240px; height: 10px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -1px;margin-left: -4px; font-size: 20px;][i]BRAMBLEHEART[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: none; width: 250px; height: 240px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left: -4px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 250px; height: 240px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 250px; min-height: 240px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; line-height: 11px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-family: verdana;]
    brambleheart nodded towards asterstar's way as she spoke, then turned towards his apprentice. how wise beyond her years she seemed, it was actually quite calming to know that dovepaw would make an excellent medicine cat. his muted orange eyes warmed to her, and he shook his head. [b]"bad dreams is all,"     he mewed, his stump of a tail tucking behind him. "have you checked the marigold supply lately? i'm thinking that we have to restock." for the older medicine cat his supply of herbs was like his legacy, and if they were not perfect it would prick every fur on him. he knew marigold was good for bellyaches and also scratches, so he'd need some more of that.

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  • RISING STORM | domestic to wild horse role-play, jump in

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    the tall, athletic thoroughbred bent his head down to drink from the gentle stream of water- he was practically a fish in that he adored water, whether it be drinking or just swimming in it. his veined body dropped into the water, his head bobbing underneath the current. lifting his head, his amber eyes hardened at the scent of other horses. mares, in particular. it was further downstream so he hauled himself onto dry land and picked up a trot, his muscles shimmering in the harsh sunlight. water dripped off of him and he shook himself, weary of any threats in the area. he came across two mares and he pricked his ears.


    hurricane wasn't particularly familiar with the ways of a wild horse- he was still weaning off of the racetrack life, after all. so he placed himself a little while away from the mares and decided to show off a bit. picking up speed, his lengthy stride struck the ground like heavy thunder, and at one point he seemed to be flying across the land. his head and tail raised his snorts could be heard from all around, a crimson coat highlighted in the sun. kicking his back legs out behind him he then reared, his tall stature bringing him up to reach the sky itself. finally hurricane turned his attention towards the mares and to their reactions.
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  • he comes in leaps and bounds (pafp)

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    >>hey all! so the basic plot of this is my horse and yours are both racehorses- however your mare isn't raced much (maybe she doesn't run well?) and my stallion is raced constantly. one day the barn owners can't come up with the rent money so they just abandon the horses. your mare has only ever heard about my stallion from the other mares and seen him a few times, so when your mare and my stallion have to escape and make it in the wild they are preparing for an interesting adventure.


    feel free to track! look at the spoiler to find more info on him + a picture of what he looks like. click for more reference on what he looks like
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  • STARRY EYES AND DARK SKIES apps. (CLOSED!)

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    twelve children, each a different sign. each child is given a spirit animal at birth that acts as a guardian angel throughout their endeavors. some of these kids are fortunate enough to live lavish lives, however some of these children are broken. weed & alcohol, among another vices. there is one thing that they all have in common: they are children of the zodiac. they are each sent letters to reconnect with their spirit animals and reconnect with each other again a common threat: the government. agents strive to test on these children and find out what it is that binds them with the stars, but the children of the zodiac are experts at escaping and will go on a mad dash across countries to keep themselves safe from the prying eyes of national scientists.




    character spots
    aries [1/1] roman godfrey + basil the ram
    taurus [1/1] reserved
    gemini [1/1] selena amethyst calvin + toucan
    cancer [1/1] reserved
    leo [1/1] reserved by jennyfur
    virgo [1/1] reserved
    libra [1/1] reserved by astraea[i]
    scorpio [1/1] [i]aaron matthew donovan + diesel the scorpion
    sagittarius [1/1] abel anson remington + horse
    capricorn[1/1] reserved by tayssi
    aquarius [1/1] ginnerva cage + fox
    pisces [1/1] brooklyn emelia pierce + brenna the otter




    rules
    -first come first serve
    -adv, at least 2 paragraphs.
    -keep genders even !!!
    -read up on your sign + fall in love with it !!!
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    -stick together, and stick with your spirit animal.
    -the aries is as an aries does; lead. they will lead expeditions/carry them out, while the group as a whole will come up with decisions.
    -sleeping in a hotel is hard to come by- often trains and the homes of kind locals become your bedroom.
    -if it is safe enough the group may build their own camp and safe haven, but they must find the ideal place first.
    -speak to the stars for advice!


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  • STARRY EYES AND DARK SKIES apps. (CLOSED!)

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#f8f8f8; border: none; width: 190px; height: 160px; overflow: hidden; padding: 7px; margin-left: -4px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 190px; height: 160px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 24px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 190px; min-height: 160px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 7pt; color: #010101; line-height: 9px;]FULL NAME: roman james godfrey | 'roman' meaning of power, and 'godfrey', meaning god peace.
    - nicknames & pet names: romey/puppy, although both of these are exclusive for close friends & significant others
    AGE: nineteen. | march twenty-fourth in long island, new york
    GENDER: male. | masculine & he/him/his.




    APPEARANCE: like most of those who fall under the aries sign, he has a widow's peak which makes his slightly longer bangs arch a bit at the root. his hair is a milky brown in color that gets either lighter or darker with the changing seasons. since roman of complains about his widow's peak and awfully waved hair, it's prone to being put down with gel or combed over. he has the prominent high cheekbones of an aries which happen to be his most defining feature, along with his plush pink-rose colored lips. a pair of pale green (almost translucent) eyes are protruding from his face in the form of doe-eyes, and they are very expressive. roman used to care a lot about his physical attributes, but he is now too wrapped up in his own life problems to care. nonetheless he is six foot two, around 165 pounds and very lean for his height. lanky is a great way to describe him, he's the type of guy with trim muscles but nothing to the extent of "I workout four times a week". roman's skin is very pale/milky and while he does tan, he doesn't have the patience to do so.
    - scars: a small, diagonal scar on his hipbone from jumping from a tree as a kid & jabbing himself with a stick (lol aries daredevil much)
    - body modifications: septum piercing click tattoo click
    CLOTHING STYLE: roman takes great care in what he looks like- being one of those who were fortunate to have money, you can often see him wearing things like blazers, leather jackets, tights jeans and combat boots or dress shoes. expensive watches don his wrist and he wears them with confidence, although the smell of cigarette smoke lingers just slightly on them.




    FACE CLAIM: bill skarsgård




    SEXUALITY: heterosexual
    - romantic preference: females
    SIGNIFICANT OTHER: open for plotting
    - past relationships: quite a few, too many to count. mostly one-night stands.
    LOVE INTEREST(S): open for plotting
    - turn ons: someone up for activity/adventures, honesty, intelligence, confidence, physically fit, somebody with passion
    - turn offs: being told he is wrong, someone who tries to make him jealous on purpose, homebodies or introverts, indirect people/liars, offensive criticism or somebody who confronts him a lot (because he won't shy away from a brutal argument).




    ZODIAC SIGN: aries
    RULING PLANET: mars
    - ruling color: red
    SPIRIT ANIMAL: basil, his ram. click
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    + TRAITS: passionate, adventurous, ambitious, spontaneous, independent/self-sufficent, confident, clever, a natural leader, dynamic and straightforward
    - TRAITS: agressive, confrontational, bored easily, selfish, impatient, impulsive, reckless, blunt, inconsiderate, moody and bossy


    DISORDERS/DISABILITIES: attention-deficit-disorder (add)
    FEARS/PHOBIAS: physical or mental pain, being ignored like he doesn't even matter, his own weaknesses or neediness (he likes to be the hero), separation/detachment
    PASSIVE OR AGGRESSIVE: aggressive
    CAUTIOUS OR CARELESS: careless
    BOOK OR STREET SMART: book smart
    BOLD OR SHY: bold
    LOGICAL OR EMOTIONAL: he's a mix between these two, really a bit more emotional though since when he is angered it's a loose canon
    OPTIMIST OR PESSIMIST: optimist
    INTROVERT OR EXTROVERT: he's an extrovert, but he does like his alone time and if the conversation isn't something of interest to him he'll gladly prefer his own company
    INTELLIGENCE: very clever and witty, quick to make decisions however he is known to start projects and never finish them
    WISDOM: the aries is the proverbial infant of the zodiac- wisdom isn't his forte and better yet he thinks that wisdom is just a myth
    CURIOSITY: ooh, roman is very curious about the world which often gets him into trouble. the catch here is that he is only curious about things that interests him, nothing more nothing less
    COURAGE/BRAVERY: through the roof, which makes him reckless. he often DOES before THINKING.


    FIRST IMPRESSIONS: you either love roman or you hate him. which one are you?
    WHEN YOU FIRST MEET THEM: seemingly stuck up and controlling, his leadership skills are admirable but his aggression and child-like honesty can be irritating
    AFTER YOU GET TO KNOW THEM: he loves attention and a good laugh, never a dull moment. he lives for the moment, and will take you on his crazy adventures; risky or not.
    WHEN YOU GET CLOSE TO THEM: he'll get on your nerves. bored so easily, he hates the house and will complain constantly. his moods change like the weather the closer he is to you and is very easy to set off. he doesn't take your off-color jokes about him lightly and will get offended. other than that you'll see his unusual spiritual side to him and his curious optimism about the world and his eagerness to just live.
    WHAT THEY THINK OF THEMSELVES: it's a bit biased since roman is generally confident and sure of himself; he thinks he's the sh*t. yet also he sets these high standards for himself and because of this, he feels a lot of unnecessary pressure and if he can't meet these goals, he gets disappointed. he struggles with the fact that he has trouble finishing the seemingly great ideas he comes up with. he strives for a romance that is exciting and new.


    USUAL MOOD: it depends. he's usually pretty happy about things, but at the same time he gets p*ssed off very quickly.
    WHAT THEY'D MOST LIKE TO CHANGE ABOUT THEMSELVES: he wishes he could communicate better.
    SENSE OF HUMOR: pretty dry, occasionally something really funny but sometimes it's just plain offensive
    GREATEST JOY IN LIFE: adventures and gut-wrenching laughter
    SOFT SPOTS: he's got a soft spot for animals and the thrill of chasing someone that they like (especially if they call him puppy). touch his scalp/play with his hair and he's yours forever. aries signs typically control the head, so he loveeessss when people play with his hair.
    QUIRKS & HABITS: chews the inside of his lip a lot, his concentration face usually consists of him sticking his tongue out a bit. since his mind thinks about 10 things at once, he switches between topics when talking seemingly out of no where.
    DO THEY HIDE THEIR TRUE OPINIONS/EMOTIONS FROM OTHERS?: yes, very much so. although his anger is short-lived and he usually forgets about it in a few days, he builds up all of his emotions due to a lack of communication and finally he will blow up over something small- but with a lot of hidden reasons behind it.



    HOBBIES: writing, exploring new places, riding horses/messing around with dangerous animals, boxing and snowboarding
    STRENGTHS: overcomes most of his fears with courage, full of vibrant energy and honesty
    WEAKNESSES: easily angered when facing obstacles or criticism, trusts others too easily

    ATTITUDE: "act first, think later."
    OUTLOOK ON LIFE: "live it in the moment or don't live it at all."
    TABOOS: he's pretty open-minded, an equal opportunist.
    RELIGION: he acts like he has none, but he is actually very spiritual. he struggles to find his spiritual connection however, he is still trying to find it.
    VICES: cigarettes, alcohol, sex.
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  • he comes in leaps and bounds (pafp)

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    -great! i'll start us off.
    "did you see him run?" the knickers of multiple horses at the barn chimed, echoing throughout the aisles. they were talking about hurricane, the stallion whom had won his most recent race by leaps and bounds. the barn hands always said that he ran like a hurricane, that the name suited him. the sound of dopey, tired hooves clicked down the aisle, catching the attention of the horses on that side. hurricane was being led into his stall by his groom, his head held high in victory.


    the blood bay stallion settled into his stall, stretching his jaws in a yawn. shaking himself, his long legs crumpled underneath him and he lay in the pine shavings in exhaustion. another race, another thirty grand for the jockey. but the barn owners were always talking about their lack of money, and they always threatened to sell their horses to keep the barn.


    when hurricane woke up again the next morning, something was different. there were no horses whinnying in support of their morning feed, no stablehands chattering amongst themselves. panicked, he stood with great force and stuck his head out of his stall. there were no horses next to him! there were only a few left in their stalls, pacing with anxiety. hurricane's ears swiveled from side to side in attempts to hear anything from the barn owners. nothing. "anybody out there?" he neighed, hoping somebody would hear him.
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  • SCORCHCLAN ▲ PLOTTING & CHAT THREAD

    my charrie whitefang is ex-scorchclan turned rogue (long story) & she's coming to get revenge although nobody knows this yet. the medicine cat has been getting bad omens but he can't decipher them. whitefang leaves a collection of dead prey (common of rogues to do), so that whichever patrol finds it (let's just say seashimmer's) takes the info back to asterstar that there's a possible rogue on territory. maybe asterstar sends out a group of cats to find any rouges, and that's when they find whitefang... but she's going to play the 'I'm a victim, I'm scared and lost, can you help me?' role.