Posts by Jaythebird13

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    [img width=510 height=318]http://i.imgur.com/LQtQHR0.jpg[/img]
    --Character Name:
    Soundtrack


    --Character Age:
    19 moons


    -- Gender:
    Female


    -- Alliance:
    SunClan


    -- Rank:
    Slayer


    -- Appearance (6 or more sentences):
    Soundtrack is a slender but small, short-furred cat with a curling, wispy, and long tail. Her fur is a silver-white that changes depending on the lighting when sitting in the sunlight the light captures the silver in her fur and it glitters like diamonds. In the dark her fur is changed from the pretty silver white to a dark gray color. Her eyes are large and expressive in her face. Her eyes are oddly two different colors; one blue and the other violet. Her frame is small and lithe and she's an excellent climber.
    Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements):
    Soundie is thoughtful and brave, never afraid to get blood on her paws. Unlike her name suggests, she is strong-willed and a strategic thinker. She's always weighing the consequences of her actions before she does something. Although an excellent strategist and planner, Soundtrack is horribly awkward when it comes to socializing. She has an extreme social phobia and pefers to be a wall flower, when actually noticed she starts to stammer and ramble until you stop her. All in all though, Sounds is a nice cat to be around.
    ---Likes (at least 3):
    Making Plans, Being by herself, Clouds
    --- Dislikes (at least 3):
    Talking to other cats, Sunlight, and getting lost
    ---Strengths (No MORE than 5):
    Intelligence, speed, cunning, and climbing
    ---Weaknesses (At least 3):
    Fighting, talking, and stealth


    -- History (8 or more sentences):
    Soundtrakc was born a loner. Her mother, named Holly, took very good care of her and all of her siblings. She was the smallest and the last of the litter, hence the name, as her siblings grew and eventually wandered off or died, she ended up being the last kit of her mother's. Holly became very over-protective and watched the small kitten constantly. Soundtrack grew stronger and after her mother was killed before her eyes at the age of seven moons, she ran off. Traveling for several moons she found SunClan at the age of 13 moons, she became a slayer.


    To date, she is proud of her heritage and has never looked back. SunClan has become her pride and joy within her short living there of two moons and she can't see herself anywhere else.


    Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):


    -- Comments (optional):
    Playlist:
    Atrophy - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
    Coffeeshop Soundtrack- All Time Low

  • WhisperClan (Help Us Become Official!)

    Username:
    a т r o p н y ★
    Cat's Name:
    Rebellious
    Clan:
    Werewolfclan
    Appearance:
    [img width=510 height=382]http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7W4…00/ginger-white-cat-2.jpg[/img]
    Rank:
    Deputy
    Crush/Mate:
    None/None
    Kits:
    None
    Personality(optional):
    Bold and Brave, Rebellious is never afraid to share his feelings. He is noble, kind and a strategic thinker.
    History(optional):
    Unknown
    Other:
    The Whispers Of The Night
    - Prefers to be called Rebel.


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    Username:
    a т r o p н y ★
    Cat's Name:
    Atrophy
    Clan:
    Vampireclan
    Appearance:
    [img width=510 height=382]http://i904.photobucket.com/al…cs%20Originals/my_cat.jpg[/img]
    Rank:
    Warrior
    Crush/Mate:
    None/None
    Kits:
    None
    Personality(optional): Softspoken and quiet, Atrophy rarely speaks. She is quiet but kind and brave.
    History(optional):
    Unknown
    Other:
    The Whispers Of The Night

  • Converseclan;; Original;; A Elite;; OPEN

    Display Name:
    a т r o p н y ★
    Cat Name:
    Fallingsky


    Gender:
    Male


    Position:
    Third Tier


    Breif Appearance/Persona:
    A thin, lightweight cat with average-length fur and a long, wispy tail. His fur is a light fawn color with cream flecks, and his eyes are a simple ocean blue. / Personality wise, Fallingsky is a hot-headed easily irritable cat who prefers to be by himself. He can be a bit snappy and always seems to be a bit grumpy. All in all, Fallingskies just doesn't express himself very well.


    Rp sample for HP's:
    Fallingsky scented the air, eyes scanning the territory before him. Hmm, doesn't seem to be much prey out today, he thought with a slight frown. The fawn tom gave a small huff of disapproval before moving on. "Where is the prey when you need it?" He snapped aloud. Just great! Now he was talking to himself! Digging his claws into the ground to get a hold on his anger, Fallingsky drew in a calming breath.
    What was he supposed to do? They sent him out here to hunt, not to lose control of himself. Scanning the area one last time through clear blue eyes the tom whipped around and stalked off, muttering about idiotic mice and their issues.


    Others:

  • what it means to be strong (mandatory meeting + announcements)

    ooc; I'm a little nervous considering that I made my first SunClan character two days ago and that this is my first post here. Here goes nothing... I hope my post is all right.


    ic; Atrophy sat at the back of the meeting; seeing everyone here made her extremely nervous. The small white she-cat tried focusing on Vertigo and pushing away the nagging fears at the back of her mind. As she thought about it, she didn't think any of the new changes affected her too badly.
    The slayer curled her unusually long tail around her paws and sighed. She wanted to leave but waited just in case Vertigo had anymore announcements.

  • three strangers sit (o)n the boarder

    Atrophy stayed well away from the newcomers, deciding on watching them from the shadows. Praying that her stark white fur wasn't so obvious, she crept forward head tilted slightly. Her mismatched eyes watched them carefully and she frowned. Intruders? She thought curiously.

  • three strangers sit (o)n the boarder

    Atrophy was now interested in this. She hadn't expected someone to be patrolling and was glad that they were. Of course that meant, less for her to have to deal with, and as the phrase goes "less is more." Or something like that. Shaking her head to clear it, Atrophy turned her attention back to the group.

  • what it means to be strong (mandatory meeting + announcements)

    [justify][font=arial]How -- amusing. The humor of it all almost made Atrophy laugh out loud. Impressionists were now a regular position, well someone was bound to be upset. The snowy she-cat raised nearly matching blue and violet orbs back up to the torbie boss, after snickering mentally at the announcement. She composed herself and tried to appear serious, though her eyes glittered with laughter. The announcement had no effect on her; she had never wanted to be an Impressionist anyhow, though now she could. The after-thought once again almost sent the slayer into giggles.[/justify]

  • AncientClan rp (sign up link inside)

    [justify]Foxwhisker twitched and ear and sniffed for signs of anyone other than AncientClan. Finding none, the slender-framed russet tom flicked his bushy tail and looked back at his sister, clear amber eyes watching her. "I don't scent anything. Do you?" He said softly, casting a glance around.


    Skyrobin shook her head. "Nah, don't smell anything other than AncientClan," she responded softly, "Can we hunt now?" Skyrobin bounced on her toes eagerly, the reddish-cream she-cat was starving and he was going to slow. She fixed anxious blue eyes on Foxwhisker, mentally pleading with him to say yes.[/justify]

  • what it means to be strong (mandatory meeting + announcements)

    The slayer had decided to ignore Lithium's stoic gaze, she couldn't always be polite, rigid, and stony -- that just wasn't her. Hearing Carnophile's polite request, Atrophy froze. This was it -- her chance to come out of her shell... to try to be friendly. She would take it; no more scaredy-cat. The white she-cat nodded before she could stop herself. "Sure," she replied shyly. She daintly stepped over to where Carnophile was and sat down. "So how are you today?" She began awkwardly.

  • AncientClan rp (sign up link inside)

    "Sure," said Foxwhisker, scenting the air once more. The russet tom caught scent of a mouse and dropped into a crouch. He stalked toward the mouse narrowing his eyes.


    Skyrobin mentally cheered in relief and headed off in the direction of a shrew.