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Hey there :3
I'm new and I have no clue what I'm doing xD
I'm hoping to join some rps within the hour and make some bios!
I love to rp, write, pretend I can draw {No, really, I can't draw. I just like scribbling on paper every once in awhile and calling it art /shot}, talk, and tons of other stuff.
Please feel free to message me and be my friend.
I'm terrible lonely right now, meh... ;n;
Here's to hoping I don't utterly fail have tons of fun on this site!

Squee~ I'm new too!
I'd love to be your rp buddy and finally make my first friend LOL
I'm a pretty awesome fairly decent roleplayer but I'm a bit rusty on my warrior cat rping skills since most of my rps for the past year have been human ones xD

Sadly, at the moment my brain is composed of 3% comprehension of this site and 400% confusion, so if you have any questions I definitely won't be of help x_x
BUT! Whenever you feel like rping do drop me a message or...anything, whatever.
Thank you and good luck! :)

Name: Mooneyes
Age: 14 moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: A pretty, rather delicate looking she-cat with lush, long white fur always groomed meticulously. Her eyes are the purpose of her name since they are large, inquisitive and a shining silvery/blue color.
Personality: Soft spoken and caring above all else. Voices her opinions but politely and with words rather than claws. If she didn't want kits so much she would've liked to have been a medicine cat.
Kin: Orphaned- kin unknown.
Crush: Open :3
Kits: None at the moment :3
Mate: Looking... <3
History: Found on the edge of Snowclan territory when she was nothing more than a mewling kit. She remembers nothing of her life before the clan and pledges nothing more than loyalty towards it.
Other: I'm new to the site but not to RPing so please bear with me :3

Hey Tapi!
Thanks for the offer! I'll be sure to message you if I'm confused

{Thank you! :3}
Mooneyes blinks, the sleep making her vision hazy as she yawns. She gets to her feet, stretching out the weariness from her joints. She flicks her ears, frowning at the unusual tension that seems to coat the camp. Padding out she notices the leader as well as Fireheart run from the camp while Scarletwing and Hawkstorm stay behind, their muscles coiled up and fur bristling slightly. "Hawkstorm? Scarletwing? What's going on?" She asks softly, her voice concerned as she watches the retreating silhouettes of the two warriors.

{D'aww!
Thank you!
It means a lot!}
♡

Lolll omigosh!
xD

Hello dere Immerse :3
Mina-boo, it has a nice ring to it.
{And for the record it's pronounced Meena- everyone I know says it like "Min-ah" xD}
-throws cookies in the air then promptly slips and dies within the pile-

I'm just that elegant.
I will one day die by accidentally getting a concussion from a floor swimming with cookies.

Dear me, you're right.
It is in fact a terrible way to go.
Would choking on bacon grease be worse?
We may never find out.
Hm... the great mysteries of life.
xD

Thank for for the welcome, btw!
And MANGOES! WHEE! 8'D

You hate bacon?
Nope. I'm afraid that's the end of this friendship. I shall have to terminate all contact now.

Nooooo, I take you back! Friendssss again? /shot

OMIGOSH, LOLLLL Immerse.
Seventeen years- more like seventeen minutes.
But still <3
8D

Loosened! How could you?! The Keith Urban CD's of the world are sacred- ok?
Nah, jk. I stole my sister's and never returned it. >:3
I think I actually lost it, derppp.

Scrambled but not actually...scrambled... Meh.

LOL Loosened xD
I agree v_v
I'm guessing you're atheist?
I'm agnostic a.k.a. too lazy to care.
/shotintoouterspace

And no. I don't imagine anyone speaking with a British accent. Not even when I read stuff from people I know are British.
That's because I'm American tho. Derppy flurrppity.

And oh hai dere Immerse <3
Bestest buddy- I am glad to have the honor. WHEE.

Alrighty then, both of you!
I'm totally ok with all of this 8D

Wow. LOL.
I don't really do the stalking. I don't have the dedication nor effort to like anything long enough for that. :P
You guys know 1D?
I have friends so obsessed they made like 200 twitter accounts to win some contest to go to their concert.
-sigh-
Too much work, Mina sleepy.

Definitely true xD
TPBM is a fluffy koala.
^.~

Lol- he's ok, why?
I know nothing of him, regrettably. xD
^.~

Mooneyes turned her head at the scent of her leader. She scented blood. Worriedly, Mooneyes darted towards the new scent. "Snowstar!" She called, running towards her leader. "Are you alright?" She worries, addressing both Snowstar and Fireheart who appears behind him. "What happened?" She asks, eyes wide.

Thanks Brightgaze! xD
Welcome too, my new friend 8D

And lol alright, good luck with that Immerse. ^.~
I want gingerbread now.
OMIGOSH I have gingerbread cookies <3

The bodies lie in orderly rows, one after another, each a perfect, lifeless statue. With hands folded over their chests, legs laid out flat and thin hospital gowns shielding little of their pale skin, they look nothing less than beautiful corpses. A man walks down the aisle, wearing a clean white lab coat and exactly two perfectly straight pens in his pocket on the right hand side of his chest. He bends over slightly, squinting to make out the words on a hovering holographic screen besides on body. “Organs coming along nicely…skin now fully developed…” He murmurs under his breath, scribbling something onto a clipboard he holds. A slow beep attracts his attention. His face is surprised and puzzled but he makes his way towards the sound on the far side of the room.

Beep………beep…….beep…...beep…..beep….beep…beep...beep-beep-beep-beep-BEEP. At first the sound occurs slowly but the sound steadily increases in volume and repetition. It becomes a blaring alarm that makes the man pale when he finally reaches the screen that emits the sound. The heart rate on the screen bounces wildly and ever so slightly the body besides it groans. The man rushes out of the clean, dimly lit steel room. He shuts the pressurized door hurriedly and leaves the facility without a second thought, his face flushed a pale white.

A little girl, sitting in an office, hears the thud of the door being slammed and curiously looks up from her toys. She glances around, not spotting her father anywhere. With a frown she gets up, wondering where the noise could’ve come from. Her small hand lingers at the doorknob hesitantly. She’s not supposed to go out- daddy said so just hours ago. She presses her lips together, frightened at how suddenly alone she feels. “Daddy?” She calls, as if he could hear her in the small little office she’s in. She musters her courage and opens the door, shivering at the freezing burst of air that buffets her face. Legs trembling she steps out, seeing nothing but an empty corridor. “Daddy?” She squeaks tottering down the large hall, her arms clutching about half a dozen different dolls and toys. Silence greets her. She turns a few corners, seeing nothing but walls until she finally comes across a pair of large doors. It’s marked with words she can’t read yet. Gingerly the child pushes, straining against the heavy metal of the door. It’s usually locked but today, in his hurry, the scientist has forgotten to shut it down properly.

The door slams backwards and the girl is presented with a gruesome image. A siren rings in the room, bouncing off the metal walls with its loud, deafening wail. BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP As the heart rate rockets, the beeps struggle to keep up. Hundreds of bodies are lined up as far back as the eye can see, each one pale and rather lifeless- all but one. The first one, in the first row twitches, just a little motion of her fingers. The girl, scared at first is frozen but soon finds herself drawn to this creature. “Daddy helps sick people.” She recalls, wondering if all these people are sick. She’s sympathetic when the body lets out a low groan and worries. “He’s hurt. I’ll help.” The child murmurs under her breath, wandering closer to the body. She stands beside it, studying the body with wide eyes. It does nothing until suddenly its own eyes flare open, making the girl scream and jump backwards. It’s fingers shoot out, clutching the child by her tiny wrist. The girl screams, bursting into automatic tears, she yanks herself away and flees. In the room she’d just left the beeping begins to increase in number as every body awakens.

“Daaadddyyyy!” She wails running as fast as her little legs will take her back into the office. She makes it there, panting for breath and shaking all over. Slamming the door shut behind her she locks it as fast as she can. She cries, the only thing she really knows how to do, and buries her head in her hands. The only thing that shocks her out of her misery is the sudden pounding from the office’s window. The window faces the hallway outside and gives her a good view of the same body that had been lying in the cold metal room. It’s eyes are wide, red rimmed and filled with nothing. It bangs uncoordinatedly on the window, rattling the whole office with surprisingly strength. She shrieks, and jumps onto the table. With shaking hands she punches numbers into her father’s office phone. It rings, rings, rings, rings, until finally a voice speaks over the phone. “Dad?” She hears her brothers voice. “No, no, no. Daddy’s…gone. It’s Charlie. There’s a monster at daddy’s work. I’m scared, so scared. Help me.” She blurts into the phone, eyes focused on the monster, now accompanied by others, pounding away at the door.

Speaking of the door- it’s suddenly ripped straight off its hinges by the first Fortiss who roars some incoherent gibberish at her. She scurries back in fear then begins sputtering nonsense in to the phone. “It’s here. Came into t-t-the office! Help!” She screams as it makes a flying jump for her. She drops the phone then scuttles underneath the table, cowering under it as tears stream down her face. It knocks the table over and sends it hurtling into a wall. The Fortiss looms over her, eyes crazed, before from the side another of the Fortiss- this one a girl- shoves him out of the way. She looks similar enough to the hundreds of other Fortisses with her perfectly symmetrical, pretty face, hospital gown, and apparently Hulk-like strength. The only thing different about her is her eyes. They aren’t wild, crazy, and mad. In fact they sparkle with intelligence. “Trust me.” She says in a soft voice, extending a hand towards the child. Frightened the girl reaches forwards. The Fortiss cradles her in one arm, using the other to knock out another Fortiss that roars at her. She runs past them at a startling speed, shielding the child with both arms, ducking her head. She slams past the wall of Fortisses that block her way, ramming her way through with her shoulders. “Safety.” The Fortiss wonders under her breath, looking around frantically. “Out.” The child responds, pointing at the doors to the outside world. The Fortiss is unsure, she’s never been “out” yet. She’s not ready. However, she glances at the life that she holds in her arms and the monstrous cousins of hers that are racing towards her. “Out.” She agrees running out into the world. It’s empty and dark, with not a being nor other building in site. She heads for the empty road and takes off running down it, barefoot and with a small, crying girl in her hands.

Suddenly, a flash of car headlights blind her. “_______!” Charlie shouts, pointing at the car that her brother drives. The Fortiss is confused and hesitant, not even sure yet what a car is. “Safe.” The child informs her. Worriedly, the Fortiss walks around the car towards the passenger side, her muscles coiled up and face tense. “Maybe.” She replies, content with the one worded replies of the girl.

~~~~~

So. The story is sort of unplanned for the most part. All I’ve got is that Charlie and your character {a guy- prob. teenager/young adult. Whatever you prefer :3} are siblings. Their father is some sort of scientist guy involved in this experiment to biologically create a super species of human; stronger, faster, and considerably smarter than the average human. Their parents are divorced and at the moment Charlie {Charlotte- the little girl :3} is staying with her father while her brother {Name needed :3 } is with their mother. Their father is a supreme workaholic- so much so that he brings his kid to such a dangerous environment, works hours over time, and then promptly forgets about her at the end of the day. Do not blame me for this dumb reason. My brain died ;n; Something went wrong in his experiment- he was only up to the stage of developing the actual bodies themselves- and it caused the bodies to awaken. The new sub-species of humans shall be called um “Homo Fortissimum” which translated in Latin means “Strongest Human” The slang-ish name for them shall be “Fortiss” Um. The romance part…well there was a smaller-scale experiment with Fortiss before this one. A single Fortiss was developed with operating motor functions as well as an intelligent brain. She was a huge success, so from this their father concluded that the experiment was bound to work again. However the problem with creating these Fortisses is that they had to be created from existing DNA. The Fortiss itself would inherit most of the looks from the DNA as well as a majority of it’s personality. Each Fortiss was engineered to have the ideal facial structure- ex; a perfectly symmetrical face, accompanied by a model’s cheekbones, evenly proportioned lips, ect- and an extremely sturdy skeleton. The complications from the second batch were probably due to the fact that each Fortiss was created with the DNA of fallen soldiers. So they’re angry and violent. Whoop. The original, successful Fortiss was kept in the lab and was still being trained. She’ll be his love interest in time.

Caught off guard, Mooneyes yowled in surprise as a Rogue leaped onto her back, half pinning her down with his weight and with his claws. She allowed her front legs to buckle then put her strength into her hind legs. She kicked up, making the rogue tumbled over backwards to face her, nose to nose. She bit his ear, simultaneously slicing his nose open and then whirling to kick his flank. He yowled, flailing at the air. She hissed darting forwards to nip his front paws with sharp, unforgiving teeth. He shrieked in pain and then retreated, snarling curses at her as he did. Mooneyes wasn't given time to think before she was attacked by two more rogues, one on each side. "A little help?" She called out, batting at one of them before being bit on the ear by the other. They were cornering her, steadily forcing her against a wall.

{Don't freak out!
And no worries- everyone has to start somewhere, right?
:3

I left you an open entrance. Her brother is in that car that's driving up to them. He heard Charlie call, panicked and rushed to his dad's workplace immediately.
Have fun D;}

Whoo!
Lol!
Hooray for icing!
When in doubt ice the hell out of everything!
/shotintospaceandthenfallsbackintotheatlanticlikeabause