Posts by Cyclone
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[font=georgia][size=8]Thanks guys! I can choose once I get an person to apply for Val, I'd need my sister's help too, but she's not home.
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[font=georgia][size=8]How can you lock a thread? :)
Also, who roleplays the leaders, medicine cats, deputies, etc.? I only know the ones that my sisters plays.
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[font=georgia][size=8]Username: Cyclone
Cat's name: Hurricanesandy
Rank: Warrior
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[shadow=black,left][size=37pt]M o n s t e r C l a n[/size][/shadow]






Information • • • • •
This clan is one of the most unique clans you'll find out there. This clan is made up of the most scary, terrifying and feared monsters that you could find. What would happen if classic monsters turned into cats? This clan would be the result of just that! MonsterClan is a mix 5 different of monsters. Frankensteins, vampires, skeletons, ghosts, and were-cats. Below will explain what each type of monster can/can't do.Frankenstines: These cats were stitched together and made by an evil scientist. They are prone to falling apart often, but can be put back together by a friend. The most jolly of the clan.
Vampires: These cats have long fangs and prey on blood. It is against the warrior code to attack a clanmate, so they trap any intruders and drink blood from prey. They can transform into bats! Like to hide in the shadows.
Skeletons: These cats are made of of bones! They are the skeletons of dead cats. They make funny noises when they walk around, and they don't like to eat prey because they're stomachs are hollow. They are the funniest, and tend to be the pranksters of MonsterClan.
Ghosts: These cats are dead and are the spirits of cats. They are semi-transparent and can walk through anything. They can't eat, of it'll travel right through them. But good thing they don't need to eat! These cats tend to be the most shy in the clan, but can be the total opposite.
Were-cats: These cats are regular by day, and grow twice their size at night. These cats are mostly kits, or smaller cats who don't seem to fit in. They like to wrestle when they have transformed.
[font=georgia][size=8]Rules • • • • •
1. No powerplaying please!
2. Monster cats cannot do anything not listed above in the monster information if not realistic. This means no shape-shifting, flying, teleporting, etc.
3. Nothing inappropriate, gorey, unpleasant or graphic.
4. When signing up, please put OOC before posting your form so that it doesn't disrupt roleplay!
5. {Most important rule} HAVE FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Positions • • • • •
[font=georgia][size=8]Leader: Dracula {vampire, Cyclone}
Deputy: Open
Medicine cat: Open
Medicine cat apprentice: Open
Warriors:
Apprentices:
Kits:
[font=georgia][size=8]Joining • • • • •
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[font=georgia][size=8]Thank you!
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[font=georgia][size=8]Bumpies
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[font=georgia][size=8]No sample :)
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[font=georgia][size=8]I'm interested in Helotes :)
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[font=georgia][size=8]I've recently joined, and I have made lots of new friend out here! Thank you guys for a fantastic first week, that really wasn't a first week because I wasn't on for two days -cough-Neon-cough-
I'd really like to tell you all that I am gay :) My sister has been the only one who knew for a while, and since this site is tolerant, I hope you guys can all be understanding of my sexuality!
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[font=georgia][size=8]ooc: Title is 'A place to call home' in Japanese :)
A cream tabby's figure was slipping hastily along the edges of the territory. She had lived as a kittypet her entire life, weaving in and out of homes, searching for her mother. Her mother was gone, she had given up, and went to live on her own. The pink collar dangled uselessly around her thin neck.
A pink scar where her left eye used to be dragged from her forehead and leveled with her nose, that side her blind spot. She had bumped into quite a few trees on her way up to the SnowClan territory from her village. The village was quite small, located very far west of where she was now. She had been born and raised in a small house, and when her mother was taken away, she escaped and lived with four different couples. It wasn't until the village was burned to the ground that Val realized she needed to leave. Her head was raised to the wind, unaware of the scents swarming around her.
Her name was Valentine. Val for short, and she was looking for a home.
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[font=georgia][size=8]-grumbled loudly-It's true, Neon wouldn't let me on D:<-grumblegrumble-
Hi Orbs C:
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[font=georgia][size=8]Bump! :)
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[font=georgia][size=8]Thanks guys :)
Sneakies, I still love you :U -huggies-
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[font=georgia][size=8]> Yesss :)
Valentine spotted the cat, and on instinct, her ears pricked and she backed away slightly. Her senses were warning her not to get too close. She had already been mauled by a dog once, and maybe a cat next. Warnings and flashing lights were going off in Val's head.
Wait, no attacking? Not even an unsheathe of claws? Val was confused, and tipped her head. She took a hesitant step forward, then another, until she was the same distance from the cat as she was before. She was relaxed, and took a minute to answer the questions.
"I'm Valentine," she introduced herself quickly, "My village was burned down, and I came out here to seek a new home." SnowClan? she thought, but then brushed it aside.
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[font=georgia][size=8]At first, the she-cat was hesitant about going with this cat. Valentine had never seen or heard of him, and his scent was something she had never tasted before. Her face showed no expression, but then she gave a bit of a smile, and flicked her ears.
"I would be honored to join, but yet I know nothing about this home. What is SnowClan, exactly?" the cream tabby wondered, her one good eye blinking.
Val's scars were pink and 'ripe', showing wounds of her battle with a vicious dog. She thought she was beautiful anyway, and had self-confidence. Other cats thought she was too full of herself, but really, she was just seeing the bright side of things.
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[font=georgia][size=8]Hi everyone!

Yes, Sneakers, we should XD
@Agent: I dunnoo :U
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[font=georgia][size=8]Username: Cyclone [Cy]
Name: Foxhunt
Appearance: Foxhunt is a handsome solid cinnamon tom cat. His pelt is has fleck of white and darker cinnamon, so he is a bit more colorful. His eyes are a dashing leaf green, and they stick out against his cinnamon fur. The tom is a long hair cat, so his fur drapes over him like a cloth of flames.
Unfortunately, Foxhunt's cinnamon flames are put out by white that spots his pelt that covers his stomach, chin, and his tail, all the way to the tips of his ears. He is very muscular, with large paws that are very clumsy and not good for hunting, but great for battles. He has a lot of scars on his shoulders and flanks, but not on his face.
Personality: Foxy thinks he's a ladies man, but he's really not. This guy is an absolute geek with ladies, which makes him look bad in the lovelife world. Being a senior warrior, this guy doesn't like to be bossed around by other cats. Especially if they are younger warriors, who have no clue what they're doing. He hates it when they do something they're not supposed to, and has a habit of taking control.
He does have a sweet side. Foxhunt can be one of the nicest cats you can meet, especially if you're older than him. He is very respectful of elders and the leader, but sometimes he can get jealous. He is the kind of cat who runs his engine on praise.
History: Foxhunt was born in a group of loners to two cats named Joey and Marcia. Marcia was an albino she-cat, and Joey a solid cinnamon, who had strong beliefs in StarClan. They were very religious, and had had five kits before the litter Foxhunt was in, and the other kits lived by themselves. Foxhunt had three sisters, and when his sisters were three moons, they all fell ill with white cough.
Joey and Marcia believed that when cats turned six moons, they are to live on their own away from their parents. Still being ill with greencough now, his sisters were forced to live on their own along with Foxhunt. Foxhunt secretly took them under his wing, and helped them feel better. He had met a loner along the way of his journey to find a home, and the loner had taught him a little about herbs and how to care for his sisters. They now remain in RiverClan, but only two of the sisters are still alive.
Plot ideas: I was thinking they could have a very close friendship before becoming mates, like it said in the plot. But they were friends for a while, like best friends. Hopefully, Stacy can see through his silliness with the ladies, and instead see him as who he really is :3
Other: I think him being a geek with females will really spice up the plots :)