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Welcome to the alliances of the fighting cats, the felidae fighters. They had always been in a constant struggle for survival, whether it be their Clans or families, which had settled in the lands before that of the Clans. Peace had settled over the land for many seasons, many moons, and the Clans and families prospered, sort of like a golden age.
However, things took a turn for the worse when suddenly Gang of Sorrows, as the gang was called, asked for a slice of territory. They wanted to adapt to become Clans, however, their true goal was to take over like their sibling gang, the Gang of Shadows. Ever since the asking and the abrupt move in of the Gang of Shadows, things have been going from bad to worse, and the peace that was shared for moons was torn apart. New threats began to spring up, and fires have been on the rise; suspicious.
Could the Clans and families survive their newfound ordeal? We will only find the answers through roleplaying. The felidae fighters unsheathe their claws on a new plot.
OTHER PLOTS/PLANNED: Gangs vs. Clans ~ The Clans and the Gangs, joining up to form two groups FreedomClan and Gang of Unity, will have a war. Presented by Jaypaw. Leaf-Bare's Curse ~ Firepaw catches a sickness called icecough and the only cure for it is the Star Flower, found rarely in the unknown territories. Presented by Jaypaw.
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APPLY FOR LEADER « Thread Started on Sept 16, 2008, 11:26am »
If you want to make a leader, you'll have to apply for it! The same thing happens with deputies. You will need to use the same form as specified in the other topic, and I want you to post here. You will know if you're accepted, because it will say at the end "approved" and I will make a topic personally for you in the accepted bin.
Please note that not all of you will be accepted. You must be LITERATE, MAKE A LONG BIO, AND HAVE SOME UNDERSTANDING ON HOW LEADERSHIP WORKS. If you're going to apply for leader, I want you to apply for staffship first. It doesn't matter if you're deputy, but it's recommended.
Please make your post here. That way, I know who's applying for leader or not. You don't have to worry about me not knowing the name -- it'll be on the form.
Re: APPLY FOR LEADER « Reply #1 on Sept 19, 2008, 8:07am »
They all called me;; Frozeneclipse
My gender of this life;; Tom
They say I'm quite naive for;; 42 moons [3.5 years]
Who's story do I belong in;; NovelClan
I am recognized as;; Leader
Short Physical Description: A large white tom with ghostly blue eyes. Full Physical Description: Pale, wild hairs prickle from his muzzle and chin giving this tom a very elderly look. All his fur is white of course, but it seems like his Persian face is in the most disarray. Frozeneclipse's nose brings his shape together with a dark nose. Next, cutting through the hearts of even the toughest warriors, are his ghostly blue eyes. Even in daylight, his eyes have a mysterious glowing too them, the way it usually is with a regular cats night vision. Sometimes, if this cat ever stops to look at himself he flinches away because of this.
As mentioned before, his pelt is white. Not the perfect snowy white that most cats have but a very pale coat. Never will you find him without moss, burs or something else tangled in the thick strands of hair by his stomach. You'll notice he creep around very low to the ground, even though it makes his fur drag along and any cat could plainly see he doesn't blend in.
Though he may look somewhat like a kittypet with his thick fur all that's beneath that is stringy, tough muscle built upon his compact structure. Well-sized, but likely not the biggest cat in his Clan. He finds that even in battle changing his position may be challenging because of his built but angles with his natural stance are always open.
Inheritance: His breeding appearance matches that of his father; compact build, long fur, flat snout. The some appearance personality could easily be matched with Icefeather's temper and pale yet messy fur. His eye shape also is identical to hers. Amazingly, he has a recessive gene from generations back of very pale blue eyes; or perhaps he didn't grow out of those in age. No cat's sure in truth.
Strengths: His moderate size gives him the ability to fight larger or smaller enemies without trouble. Quick-thinking and usually ahead of the situation helps him figure out who's the real enemy before the battle starts. Though his pelt it always ratty, it keeps him warm in leaf-bare and safe from deep flank wounds. Weaknesses: Frozeneclipse is very slow on his feet, his attack may be accurate at a moment but a speedy cat (such as WindClan) could easily avoid a direct hit. His temper can be a little arrogant... if a cat knows how to taunt him they could easily get him manipulated.
Fighting Style: Depending on the enemy, Frozenstar can adapt to different positions for his size. His natural default crouch is low to the ground, usually making most of his attacks uppercuts. He likes to be in a spot where he can hit enemies again, and again from awkward angles and where they can barely scathe him. His motto is "The first step is what matters" so, if for example he made a late attack to start if off it would usually end in a loss for him. The other way around if he made a well-timed strike. Personality: Religiously involved and unable to stand rouges, loners and mainly cats who don't believe in StarClan. He's deadly hostile to anyone who doesn't honor his belief, but will simply act like a regular Clan cat when it comes to rogue cats who simply never lived in a Clan. Ignorance is bliss, unfortunately Frozenstar himself won't let himself even fall into contentment. He wants to try and get as close to a perfect Clan as possible; and he has his own idealistics for that, too. He has to know about everything; each romance, every patrol in detail and even what goes on among the other Clans. But this does have a good point; they've never been raided without knowing while he was in the leader's slot. A temper might not be surprising with Frozenstar. He absolutely hates cats who dare taunt or say anything that would innuendo weakness in NovelClan. He doesn't take the warrior code being broken lightly either. This is probably the one thing that could put NovelClan in trouble; and he knows this. So, the only choice is to pick a very patient deputy...
History: Frozeneclipse was introduced to this world in a litter of three, taken care of by his birth mother Icefeather. His first sight as he opened his blue eyes in the midst of leaf-bare was a leaf, frozen within the medicine cat's drinking pool. This was how he got the name Frozenkit, the name he carried to apprenticeship. It seemed normal enough, at 6 moons becoming Frozenpaw and starting training. In a few days meeting all the different Clans at a gathering and watching as the leaders held themselves high. Scarpaw and Frozenpaw sat together through it, the both wishful to one day hold a position up with the other Clan leaders. The next moon went on pretty easy through New-leaf and soon the flowers stopped blooming to bring Greenleaf. The three apprentices; Scarpaw, Frozenpaw and Featherpaw, knew their warrior ceramonies would come soon. But an event out of sight occured; Scarpaw attacked his Mentor and father (plucked Onescar's whiskers) during a huntint patrol and disappeared. Tallfable, the cat who had mentored Frozenpaw, was always encouraging him to be stronger and told him in this situation that he mustn't follow his brother. Done as he was told, Frozenheart and Featherfoot were proudly held as newly named warriors. However, this tom lived up to his name and began to shun all of his Clanmates, save his sister. By another New-leaf he was given an apprentice; Dustpaw, a rowdy and spiteful cat who hadn't yet met this warrior. It only took a moon for Frozenheart to get Dustpaw in shape as an obidient apprentice and in this time Featherfoot fell in love with a tom by the name of Sunflight. As soon as Frozenheart figured it out he was pretty angry, but ignored it as much as he could. News came of Scarpaw, or Scar as he now called himself. Frozenheart's brother was a hostile and deadly rouge; a threat to the Clan. Sunflight tried to support Featherfoot through this news but managed to sneak his way onto Frozenheart's good side. A couple more moons uneventful lead to Dustgaze's warrior ceramony and the death of the deputy. Frozenheart, the serious and tempered but collected cat he was rose to the position. Not long after Leaf-bare came again to kill off the leader's last life and thrust Frozenheart in the position. Around this time, Dustgaze had also caught ill and died. It was much of a time for mourning when he went to recieve his lives. Frozeneclipse was the name given, his lives like this;;
Milkpaw; his mother's sister- {Mentoring} Icefeather; mother-{Love} Chaosclaw; cat he killed in battle- {Tireless energy} Redeclipse; the leader when he was born- {Courage} Hornetkit; a kit Scar had raided and killed- {Compassion} Snakestripe; a Clanmate and former deputy- {Knowlege} Lingershadow; a she-cat he had liked as an apprentice- Nighteclipse; the leader before him-{Fairness} Dustgaze; apprentice- {Faith and Certainty}
That night as he returned with Sunflight by his side they were attacked by none other than Scar. The cat had become very dangerous and caught them off guard; a life from Frozeneclipse and that of Sunflight. It leaves Frozeneclipse here now in grief and mourning.... and having to choose another cat as his deputy.
Summary: Born in a litter or three, Scarkit, Frozenkit and Featherkit. They were raised by their mother Icefeather as her first (and last) litter. Frozenpaw grew to be a talented and quick-thinking warrior while, after only 2 moons, Scarpaw disappeared. Soon enough Frozenpaw and Featherpaw got their names only to discover that Scar was now a rouge; a dangerous one at that. Moons went by as Frozenheart and Sunflight grew as friends and before he knew it Frozenheart rose to deputy. Then quickly fell to the leader position; but not a moonrise after recieving his nine lives he lost his first life and Sunflight lost his leaving Frozeneclipse in his grief. All thanks to Scar, whom Frozeneclipse now swears revenge on.
Best Friends: Sunflight_deceased ;; a hansome golden tabby tom Parents: Icefeather_deceased ;; a pure white she-cat with amazing green eyes Onescar_deceased ;; elderly brown persian with his whiskers plucked off Siblings: Scar_rouge ;; a dark brown tabby tom Featherfoot_queen ;; a white-and-brown she-cat with green eyes Mentor: Tallfable_elder ;; Apprentice: Dustgaze_deceased ;; A dusty brown tom with three legs Kits: None of his own, his nephews Tigerkit ;; A brown and gold tabby tom Littlekit ;; A tiny but chubby white kit with green eyes
Re: APPLY FOR LEADER « Reply #2 on Sept 20, 2008, 11:54am »
Name: Warpeclipse Gender: Male Age: 6 Years Clan: StoryClan Rank: Leader
Short Physical Description: Large and intimidating tabby tom. Full Physical Description: Warpeclipse is a large and intimidating tabby tom. His muscles are plainly seen though his long, sleek, sand-covered fur. He has a crooked tail, which is why he was named Warp. Dark-brown is the color of his pelt which also has black stripes. His eyes are a bright green. Inheritance: His loner father, Toga, gave him his large intimidating shoulders and muscles. Warpeclipse mother Sandflower gave him his bright, shiny, green eyes and tabby fur along with his strong speed.
Strengths: -Knows death and doesn't fear his own -Incredible ambusher -Fast runner -Heavily built -Excellent leadership skills -Strong relationship with EclipseClan Weaknesses: -Short temper -Has no family left in the clan -Dull claws -Fears for his clan health too often -Is way to wary -Trusts almost everyone
Fighting Style: A somewhat balanced speed and power helps Warpeclipse win his fights. His claws tend to stay dull from the sand so his teeth are used more often. Warpeclipse does tend to stragtegize with battle so his moves tend to be better than his opponents. However, when he does this, he always seems off balance. Personality: Warpeclipse cares not for death. He can be quite stubborn. Also Warpeclipse has very little tolerance for disobedience. Though he is very strict about the warrior code he still believes his clan is more important. Neglecting the code is always a choice whenever his clan is in danger.
Warpeclipse has always frowned at war. Unfortunately, he has a hard time backing out of a challenge. Still this doesn't change how he fights. He prefers to always have a plan and a backup plan for anything and everything. Every cat has a role to play in his clan. Not even a kit is left to do nothing.
History: Warpkit was born into a litter of three. His mother was clanborn and his father a loner. He was hardly six moons of age when his father asked his family if they wanted to join him as a loner. For reasons he never understood his littermates agreed. However, his mother decided to stay. Unfortunately, she ended up dieing because of Greencough and lack of medicine.
Fortunately, his best friend, Cloudpaw was always there. The two were inseparable. The adventurous apprentices often got caught up in loads of trouble. Once they even came across a rogue on their territory and drove him off.
Warppaw was heartbroken when Cloudpaw was murdered by a badger. The sadness didn't stay with him for long, even though it still haunts him. At that point in his life he had already lost five cats he was close to. Luckily three were actually living. Strangely this strengthened him. His connection with StarClan was increased.
He worked himself up in the ranks. He was surprised when he was chosen to mentor an apprentice with a lot of potential, the leader's son. Soon he learned how much the leader trusted him and couldn't wait until he was done mentoring his son. A few moons later the deputy died and Warptail was chosen as the new deputy.
This however, isn't the end. Winter had come again. There was something strange about the air this year though. Illness could be scented in it. Two days afterward a loner came to the camp for some herbs for her Greencough. The clan leader gladly shared with her. She left quickly, silently, and suspiciously.
The next day both Warptail and his leader were diagnosed with Greencough by the Med. Cat. Luckily the needed herbs were in the camp. They were treated quickly, but it wasn't enough. Overnight the leader lost a life leaving him with but two left. Apparently he had Blackcough not Greencough.
Warptail ran out of the camp when he found out about his leader. He searched for the right herbs but they were all dead. The StoryClan deputy ran to Starstone seeking the advice of StarClan. Warptail ended up sharing dreams with his ancestors.
"Please! Tell me how to save my leader!" "I'm sorry." "NO! I won't let him die!" "It's to late Warptail. Your leader is being guided here right now. And now, you must fill his place."
He was granted his nine lives and new name. Warpeclipse was still broken down about his leader. However, he knew he was going to try and make his leader proud! But, for about a moon he was horribly confused.
The rainy season was causing quicksand to form. Many of his cats were lost through this. Including his apprentice. No one blamed Warpeclipse except himself. As everything else though, the sadness and disappointment wore off. This time though, it made him more wary. He began meditating, thinking o things he could do to improve the clan. Now, those times of meditation will be put to the test as Warpeclipse tries to bring StoryClan back to the top! Summary: Warpeclipse went through a hard life full of death and departure. Every time though, it strengthened him in a different way. In time, his bond with EclipseClan grew and he became the leader.
Best Friends: Cloudpaw_Deceased; Small, fluffy, grey tom Parents: Toga_Loner; Large, intimidating tom Sandflower_Deceased; Beautiful, shiny coated she-cat Siblings: Kieta_Rouge; Beautiful, bright-eyed she-cat Dust_Loner; Muscular tabby tom Nova_Loner; Dark yellow, limber she-cat Mentor: Moonstory_Deceased; White, grey spotted tom Apprentice: Lightpaw_Deceased; Light, sand-colored tabby tom Mate: None Kits: None
« Last Edit: Sept 20, 2008, 12:05pm by Cornpepper »
Short Physical Description: Almost black fur with glossy black spots, bright green eyes, medium-length build, black claws, long tail, powerful build. Full Physical Description: Inheritance: Green eyes from her mother, Midnight, as well as black pelt. Spots from her father, and black claws as well. Fur length is a mix of both parents.
Strengths: Strong, easily pins other cats, wily and sneaky. Weaknesses: Slow runner, doesn't like to give up. Fighting Style: Very physical in fights, usually goes straight for the throat, and loves to use her claws. She has a tendancy to get mad if she doesn't get in the last swipe and may give chase to a retreater. Personality: Though she acts quite nonchalant, Shadoweclipse is in fact very strict in thought. She remembers when someone wrongs her clan, and eventually brings it back to bite them. She is a strong believer in karma.
History: Shadoweclipse was actually born nameless in an apartment. When the twolegs who owned her mother found the litter, they put them in a box to be given away free. But before anyone could claim her, the nameless young kitten, now two months old, got out of the box and got away from there. She wandered through an alley, mewling pitifully, until an old she-cat found her. The cat raised her to be a fighter, and sneaky too, and dubbed her Shadow. Shadow learned well from her mentor until she was a year old. The she-cat had gotten older, and she couldn't help Shadow anymore, so she sent her to join a local clan, CityClan. Shadow was almost immediately allowed access to the clan, and they dubbed her Shadowheart for her dark views on life and things in general. Eventually, they ticked her off - as all others eventually do - and she got out of there and wandered into a cave. She lapped a bit of the cool, clear water that ran through the cave, then a thought occured to her to follow the current. She found herself in a craggy area that was full of cats. They called themselves RealityClan. As a strong individual, she was raised to the rank of Deputy when the current one had died by the teeth of a badger. Then, when the leader died almost a year later, Shadowheart's name was changed to Shadoweclipse. Summary: Born a kittypet Raised a stray Joined a clan Left the clan Joined RealityClan Ranked "Deputy" Leader died, she became leader
Best Friends: She is equally affectionate towards her entire clan.
Parents: Midnight and a random stray Siblings: None that had names Mentor: Was mentored in CityClan by one named Owlclaw Apprentice: none Mate: none Kits: none
Joined: Sept 2008 Gender: Male Posts: 23 Location: Sleeping in a hammock Karma: 8,388,607
Re: APPLY FOR LEADER « Reply #4 on Sept 22, 2008, 5:12pm »
[[/size] Name: ] .:Souleclipse:.
[[/size] Gender: ] .:Tom:.
[ Age:[/SIZE] ] .:24 Moons:.
[ Clan: ]
.:Fantasy Clan:.
[ Rank: ] .:Leader:.
[ Short Physical Description: ] A large young black tom.
[color=Gold] [ [SIZE=1]Full Physical Description: ] Lonestar is a large Tom cat. His eyes are a light hypnotic shade of blue. The rest of his body is a pitch black color. Even his nose and the pads of his feet are black. His claws and teeth however are snow white in color and very large. They are very sharp almost like serrated blades. If it were not for the pure white star pattern on his face he would be able to walk at night with out being noticed. Finally he is very large.
[ Inheritance: ] Snow White Star Pattern on the front of his face is believed to have come from his mother.
[ Fighting Style: ] Largely balanced. Uses technique combined with strength to create a terrifyingly tough combat style.
[ Personality: ] Lonestar is a very kind leader. Yet he is quick to anger. He tends to make hasty decisions. He is filled with pride and this sometimes leads to bad choices. He is usually relaxed and calm. He gets along with all cats. He plays with and mentors young cats while working along side and leading warriors. He also loves to listen to the elder cat's stories. Over all he is a fun loving playful cat, but when the situation arises he can be a strict serious brilliant leader.
[ History: ] Souleclipse was the only kit of his mother. This caused him to be granted the name Lonekit. He was normal for a kit. Adventurer, Inquisitive, Gullible, Playful, Confident, Foolish, and very Egotistical. Like most kits this led to trouble. Usually kits are born in litters. Having no other kits around Lonekit was forced to find new stuff to do. He was constantly getting into trouble wandering around the camp and interfering with work. Sometimes he would even be caught sneaking out and around the camp.
He was constantly being watched. This angered Lonekit. He felt he was treated differently. It was this anger that built up that caused him to become more and more destructive and troublesome. He made up his mine one day as he sat beneath the shade of a large rocky overhang. He was going to go and patrol the borders...
He set out early the next day. Leaving small foot prints in the freshly fallen winter snow Lonekite hurried on. The morning patrol had just left and he didn't want to wait around for the rest of the cats to start waking up. He hurriedly made his way through the woods. Being just a kit he was still quite clumsy. So he became entangled and matted with sticks and mosses stuck in his pelt. Soon enough he looked like a small bush moving clumsily moving through the undergrowth scraping snow out of its path.
Eventually Lonekit came upon a flat area of land with no plants growing out of it. It wound through the forest like a path. It wasn't for quite some time that he realized he was walking on a frozen river. Feeling scared he jumped forwards hoping to get to land. Big mistake. It seemed the frozen over water had just barely been holding his small weight. The added strain of the jump had been enough to send him through the water.
He let out a cry... or he tried to. The cold that the water held was enough to shock his small body into loosing the plea before it passed his lips. He was now horrified... The chill of the water was driving what little air he could get out of his lungs and he soon went under completely.
It wasn't his time to go yet for the morning patrol was on it's way and one of the cats had seen him break through the ice. Unknown to Lonekit the patrol was racing along either side of the river. Beyond he saw light splashing through the water. And then all was dark. He was standing inside a cave when his eyes again opened. It soon became clear that this was not real though. He saw cats begin poring into the place one by one. One stepped forward. "Lonekit! You have broken a rule and have killed yourself in doing so." the kit now small and frightened shook with fear... killed? The cat went on "Yes... killed. We are Eclipseclan. It is not your time yet... You will awaken in your camp. You have a purpose. I warn you Lonekit... very few ever get a second chance... and none, but leader a third..." Lonekit shook his head still overcome with fear. The cave now brightened to the extent that he could no longer see clearly. He close his eyes as the brightness hurt.
When he opened his eyes he saw that the hard unforgiving stone setting of the cave had vanished. Now he was in an enclosed den laying in a small bed. A small ripple of water ran through it and there were many herbs and berried strewn about. Outside he heard the commanding voice of the leader making an announcement. ".. his vigil will be held tonight." Apparently he had awoken at the end of the speech. He was eager to see what apprentice was now becoming a warrior and rushed out of the den towards the sounds of the cats. It was odd the sounded sad rather than happy for the new warrior. As he emerged from the den their was gasps let out from around the group. Cries were shouted up of things like. He is not dead! and Lonekit walks!
The leader glanced over startled... "Lonekit...? We were told you had gone to join Eclipseclan." The kit wa snow happy beyond expression and rushed up eagerly. He told them his story and what happened after he fell under the ice and before he had woken up. The leader smiled. "Your tale is encouraging... Lonekit... You will be called Soulkit from now on as it appears the souls of our ancestors find you important."
After this happened Soulkit now behaved very well and was a very eager and patient kit. He made his was through apprentice rank much the same way. Well behaved and eager to learn. Not only that, but he was a very skilled cat at Fighting, Hunting, and Patrolling. Soulwarrior was his chosen Warrior name. This name he kept. He was soon promoted to Deputy. When the current leader died he was made Leader. The rest of Souleclipse's story remains to written. Hopefully it will be a long and happy story. Only time will tell.
[ Summary: ] Souleclipse was the only kit born to his mother, Starpelt. He ran off from camp to go adventuring one day and fell through ice on a river that had been frozen over. Unknown to him he was rescued by the morning patrol. During the time he was brought back to camp he died... yes died. Eclipse Clan seemingly had other plans for him and he was granted a second chance. He then told this tale to the clan and the leader changed his name to Soulkit. Life continued on as normal for the most part, and he was promoted to apprentice his name then was Soulkit. After his apprenticeship he graduated in Warrior rank and was named Soulwarrior. Eventually he became deputy and when the leader died the new Leader of Fantasy Clan.
"I Reject Your Reality And Substitue It With My Own!" "How can I help it if I think you're funny when your mad Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad Im the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral Cant understand what I mean? Well, you soon will."
Re: APPLY FOR LEADER « Reply #6 on Sept 26, 2008, 5:51pm »
Name: War Gender: Male Age: 34 moons Clan: Gang of Sorrows Rank: Leader
Short Physical Description: A black medium length furred tom with green eyes. Full Physical Description: War is a large black tom with medium length hair. His tail is the normal length of a cats tail, not short or long but right in between and his paws are very large as well. His muzzle is scared from many battles, and he has a scar on his left cheek where the fur will not grow back. His eyes are a glassy green color and he has long talon like claws. He keeps his fur glossy and clean, never skipping a day to wash it. Inheritance: His black fur and eyes came from his mother while his body built came from his father, along with his fur length.
Strengths: His body built makes him nearly impossible to beat. He thinks like a fox and is very sneaky, catious of his words and what he says around those he tries to fool. Since hardly anyone knows of him, he easily gets by the Clan cats, sometimes leaving the gang to join a clan for a couple days to learn of their plans. Weaknesses: No one is really sure. Though some have said to fight him and live, many cats have often said that his weakness is a small spot on his flank, that often leaves him parrallized for nearly three seconds, enough time for a cat to run away. Fighting Style: War fights like a wolf, and is very strong. He kills without mercy and hates it when cats will beg for their life. He uses his teeth more than his claws sometimes, always aiming for a week point in his prey. Personality: War is just as ambitious as they come, never taking one second to stop with killing. Every day, he attempts to find a cat to kill, or maybe even a large peice of prey. He will only have a mate so that he will have someone to keep his blood line going, only to use the she-cat for that purpose.
History: Long ago when he was a kit, War was actually from a Clan. He was born there and had a normal kit hood for some part of it. He was never kind to any of his friends, therefore, having no friends, and was always saying how he would become the strongest cat some day. When he became an apprentice, he one day got a group of cats to kill off FantasyClan. It wasn't that he lost, but his commrads did. He decided than to go to the Gang of Sorrows and trained there, promised to gain leadership for his strength. When he came of age, he was told to go and see the leader, as he needed to see him urgently. She was dying quickly and there was nothing anyone could do to save her. He soon took charge of the Gang, no longer carring for the leader he lost. Summary: Covers still over the blonde's head, Roxas opened his drowsy and tired chalcedony eyes, shifting his legs to were they were back underneath his blanket. He closed his eyes once more, hoping that he could get some sleep, who knows, maybe a good dream. He yawned and snuggled underneath the blanket until a weight on his body began to crush him. He struggled underneath the blanket until the weight was gone and jolted up on the bed to see who his 'attacker' was.
Mawsitsit eyes met with chalcedony colored ones, and Roxas jumped back in shock, face drenched in sweat from the heat of the suffocating blanket, to the shock of seeing Axel, well at least his eyes, in his face. His heart raced, and he grasped at his chest. But did he even have a heart to grasp at? He didn't know, and probably never would.
Axel gave him a wide grinn and walked to Roxas, grabbing the frightened boys wrist. "Let's go, let's go, let's go!" Axel whinned, tugging the younger one towards the door but Roxas resisted. He wasn't about to let Axel take him away to where ever he wanted.
"What do you mean, 'Let's go?'" Roxas asked with a raised eyebrow.
"A hundred acre woods, remember? We have a mission to go there." He answered with wide eyes, almost like a child with his hand caught in the cookie jar.
Roxas stopped for a minute, his expression dumbfounded. He had completely forgotten about the mission. He had even forgotten that he had joined the Organization. But how he could forget that and his ultimate plan, he wasn't sure of. It was quite unussual for him to do such a thing. With his free hand, he raised it to his forehead, shaking his lowered head with closed eyes. "Right, sorry." He began, slipping his wrist out of Axel's loosening grip. "I need a bit of time to get ready. I still have to change, so could you wait for me. Possibly outside the door?" He asked, looking back up at the red head.
Axel nodded with a soft smiled and, instead of teleporting like ussual, he walked out the door.
Roxas sighed, and turned to the closet full of cloaks, pants, and boots. He grabbed a pair of each, swiftly taking off his pajama's and replacing them with them pants before Axel came back in and more slowly took off his shirt and put on his boots and cloak. A pair of gloves on the nightstand were next and soon after messing with his hair for a bit, he teleported out.
Axel was leaned up against a wall, his expression was cool and his arms were crossed while he held his head down, eyes closed. He looked as though he was thinking, but every one knew that Axel wasnt really one to do the thinking in the Organization. But no one knew ussually. He opened one eye and looked out the corner of it as Roxas appeared next to him. He stood up strait and gave the boy a smile. "You finally ready, Princess?"
Roxas face flushed. "Princess!? What the --- What do you mean by Princess?!" He asked, furious at the pyro man.
Axel just smirked, his tone sarcastic. "Well, we all know that you were playing with your hair in there." He said, turning around with closed eyes and creating a portal. "You coming?"
Roxas stepped up to Axel and they walked together. "What! Your the only one who was around! And how do you know what I was doing in there?!" He hollared as the scenery changed from The World That Never Was to a peacefull meadow.
"Oh, so you were, huh?"
"I didn't say that!"
"Sounded like it to me." He began to mock Roxas' voice. "'How do you know what I was doing in there?'" He teased. "It isn't to hard to tell."
Roxas was about to say something else, but stopped as a voice cut him off. "Excuse me? Do you have any ... Honey, possibly?"
Roxas looked down to the holder of the voice, a fat, golden bear that looked as though he belonged on a stuffed animal shelf in a red shirt. He didn't look like he was hungry, he seemed more like he had eaten a ballon, the bears stomach coming out underneath his shirt. Roxas knealt done to the bear, a smile on his face and his eyes filled with kindness. "No, sorry, but I don't. But I could help you find some if you like?" He asked, trying to be generous.
The small bear smiled, head tipped to the side. "Really? I would love that." He said brightly. It made Roxas feel happy to see his smile, but why? He pushed the thought out of his head and stood up. "Well then, let's go." He said with a giant grin and the three walked away, Axel watching Roxas with worry. He didn't want to, but he would have to hurt Roxas.
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"Hmm ... Why do I have the feeling that he cant be trusted?" Larxene wondered aloud to herself as she layed on a love seat, throwing one of her knives to the dart board on the wall in her room.
Marluxia turned to look at her, his blue gaze and smile seeming unharmless. "Maybe he is. You've always been right when it came to you instincts." He said, flipping his pink hair as he gathered the eight knives that were stuck to the dart board, handing them back to Larxene. "We should try to get Xemnas to believe us when we say what we say."
"And what would that be excactly?" Larxene asked, throwing another knive, hitting the bulls eye. A smile lit her face and she clossed her eyes, setting down her knives on the coffee table next to her.
"We have to think of that first now don't we." Marluxia said camly, crossing his arms and thinking. Larxene looked at the ceiling, wondering what she could come up with herself. Then she looked at Marluxia with raised eyebrow.
"Why don't we just tell Xemnas that we think he is going to betray the Organization?"
Marluxia nodded, head tipped to the side a bit. "That is a good idea, but why don't we tell Saix instead. But not now. Wait until I say to and we will tell him together?" Marluxia asked, eyes opened and hands on his hipps.
Larxene grinned evily and narrowed her eyes. "I think that would be a great idea." She said. "And while we are at it, we can ask if we can be in charge of Castle Oblivion, that way we have an area where we can secretly overthrow the Organization." She said, winking at the pink haired man.
"Perfect." Marluxia hissed through his teeth. "Perfect."
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Roxas climbed the honey tree, placing his feet on the tree carefully in the right spot, so he wouldn't fall. He mind was racing and he was frightened of doing this, it was rather drastic. He glanced down over his shoulder. From up high, Axel and the bear, name Pooh Bear, looked like tiny ants. He gulped, his body jolting out of the fright of falling, and continued to climb up the tree.
Axel watched from below, and small smile of enthusiasm on his face. This was rather humorous. A new voice appeared, seeming to be directed to the fat bear next to him. He turned around, seeing a small pig, a rabbit, a donkey, a tiger, a owl, and two kangaroos walk, or hopp, up to them. He scratched the back of his head, an uncertain expression on his face.
"Pooh Bear, would you like to come to my house for dinner?" The rabbit asked, his voice was slow and exhausted, as though he didn't want the bear to join him. "I've a new jar of honey. Christopher Robin gave it to me not to long ago and said to let you have it when we see him."
"He is rather busy so he couldn't stay." The older of the two Kangaroos began then looked up to Axel. "Oh my, who is your friend dear?" She asked politely. Axel only chuckled slightly.
Pooh turned his head to Axel. "This is Axel and way up there is Roxas." He said, streatching his arm out to the tree where Roxas was seen figiting in his climbing. He looked back at Axel and pointed at the newest animals who had arrived, starting from the pig to the two kangaroos. "This is Piglet, Rabbit, Eeyore, Tigger, Owl, Kanga, and Roo." He said.
"A pleasure to meet you." Owl said, lifting his wing up to his chest, puffing it out.
"Sure." He said. He looked up to Roxas and called up to him. "Roxy, you can come down now, he found some honey!"
Roxas stopped in his tracks and put his head to the tree. "Great, now you tell me." He said to himself, looking down to see how far he was up. He nearly jumped out of his skin, barely able to see Axel or anyone else. How tall was this stupid tree anyway and did it even have honey in it. Slowly he began to climb back down, fingers and face drenched with sweat, he kept his face to the tree. Stepping on a branch that he hoped would hold him, he gently put both feet on it, sighing in relief. Now he could take some time and get use to the tree.
There was a sudden and quick crack, making Roxas jumping slightly and loosing his balance. He didn't shout or scream, but looked shocked more instead, his back and head hitting branch after branch. His chalcedony colored eyes were wide open and his lips parted a bit but when he came to the bottom, he didn't feel the ground. No, instead he felt arms, strong arms.
Looking up, he saw Axel's mawsitsit eyes, and he blushed. Axel had caught him, cared about him. No one had been like that before to him. The other reason for his red face was because he was embaressed from falling out of a tree he had easily climbed up. He was put down back on his feet shortly after being caught, head down so he couldn't look at Axel.
"Roxas?" Pooh Bear asked, walking up to the blonde boy, grabbing his cloak with a small and round hand, the only finger he had was his thumb.
Roxas looked down to the bear and smiled, gently lifting him up. "I'm fine." He sais. But he really wasn't and Axel noticed it. Roxas was shaking and when the boy had picked up Pooh, the boy had winced in pain bending down for the stuffed toy. "I'm just a bit dizzy and my back and head hurts a bit but I'm fine."
"You shouldn't sleep." Warned Axel stepping up to him and gently putting a hand on his shoulder. "You may have a concussion." He warned.
Piglet hurried over to the boy. "Oh d-d-dear!" He stuttered, grasping Roxas' cloak like Pooh had done. "You s-should rest if you are i-in danger or h-h-hurt." The poor pig seemed a bit shy and frightened, but maybe that was how he always was. Roxas' eyes began to droop and he fell back, Pooh still in his arms, ears picking up the sound of his name through Axel's soft lips. And soon, the world went black.
Re: APPLY FOR LEADER « Reply #8 on Sept 27, 2008, 5:08am »
Alright. So ... Should I make his persona dark or no. Well, what I mean is, what is the Gang like? Good or evil? I'm sorry, but I couldn't find anything to tell me what they were like.
Re: APPLY FOR LEADER « Reply #10 on Oct 7, 2008, 1:59pm »
Sorry for the wait. I've finished and I've done the best I can. If you want, one of your charrie could be a half sibling to him. That would be awsome! ^^
Short Physical Description: Brighteclipse is a rather large blond she-cat with soft blue eyes.
Full Physical Description: Brighteclipse’s blond fur is soft but short. Her face is soft with a pointy little pink noise. He roundness of her face appeals to her younger side. But her eyes, her eyes could melt the fiercest and fiery of warriors, with their soft blue hue, however, should you find yourself on the side of her anger those soft blue eyes melt or, truthfully, harden to hard blue sapphires. Her ears are coned slightly and always erect ready for any sound to lead her adventure, from the soft innocent sigh of a kit, or the buzzing of the daily traffic in the clan.
Her body is long and sleek. Her short blond pelt works its way over her body, shadowing her beautiful lines and strong, taught muscles. She is large, mainly due to her long strong legs attached to strong large paws with deadly sharpened claws only used for the defiance of the truths she holds. Her tail is long and fluffy. It holds her warmth and is such a part of her personality.
Her fur, again, is soft with odd patches of slightly wiry white hair at the tip of her tail, the tickle down her chin and layering down her neck and chest to disappear among her legs. She is a curiosity to look upon, stated by her upright, confidant stance, seeing her chin high. In the brilliantly bright sun she glows of a warm confidant light.
Inheritance: From her mother Warmbreeze she gained her blond pelt and changing blue eyes. Her soft circular face was too, granted by her mother. From her father, Torrentcharge, she was presented with her long shape, the unusually long tail, and the fluidity of her body. From a combination of soft blond and coarse white came Brighteclipse’s fluffy tail and white chest, from the soft curve of her mother’s pale ears, to the large pointed stature of her fathers, came the she-cats ears.
Strengths: Fair and Just Knows her limits and matches them Offers help to all Draws no claw unless her morals and clan are challenged Excels in leadership Swift and strong Silent, a terrific hunter Holds her code of ethics clear She affords a second change when it is the right thing to do Gives respect no matter what position a cat may hold Very intelligent and sensitive to others agendas Will never ambush a cat unless the cause commands it Is not swayed by others easily Fights as she lives, to her best ability and as fair as possible
Weaknesses: Judgmental and quick at placing a label over others Can have a bit of a temper when pushed too far Keeps her feelings bottled up Very trust worth A bit proud Can be quiet and put off at times Thinks too much about future events she cannot control A bit jumpy Zones out a bit Worries too much about little things (is starting to get better) Her clan mates are among her biggest weakness Any cat in trouble A fierce personality A large prey bird or fish
Fighting Style: Brighteclipse is rather adaptable to the situation. Her longs legs and long sleek body allow her movements to flow and for her to manipulate her body into forms that can dodge certain attacks. Her legs move for jumping and speed. She likes kicks and faint attacks the best.
Brighteclipe is not the kind of cat for ambushes, she leave that to the more skilled warriors. She will come straight up to an opponent so they both face each other. She would rather talk, lulling –essentially- her adversary into a state of tunnel syndrome. Where there are only him and her. She can play the part of decoy so watch out.
This she-cat relies on swift motion and speed. She watches and moves around her opponent studying the moves looking for ways in. She willingly takes blows that she knows won’t cost much to her overall fight. Her best, and possibly most ingenious, plan of attack is just the opposite, running. She enjoys having her attacker run behind her tracking her. But Brighteclipse will stop and lash out with her back claws, hooking them in the face.
She is a willful fighter, no dirty tricks unless absolutely necessary, and she won’t go down until she knows it is time to do so. Because of her large size she is good at pinning others and she has developed a trait, from her father, of rolling her opponent’s over on their backs.
Getting her head under their side she is capable of throwing a smaller attacker or rolling a warrior per say. She then goes from there. She is no cowered but taunts do not work to get her riled up.
Personality: Needless to say Brighteclipse has an exceptionally strong personality. When first meeting with this she-cat you find yourself in a daze. Her young looks condone a soft new warrior, her eyes glow with innocence, of which she hangs onto when she can, though not always in her best interest. She sits proudly, as she is confident and knows a first impression maybe the only one you get.
You may first see a soft curiosity, then an understanding will cloud her blue gaze as she debates your future standing with her. She takes all she knows up till this point and places you, in her mind, as such based on what she has found.
Then one of two things may happen, a clear pleasant gaze may meet yours, or a politely bias stare may penetrate you. She gives kindness to new comers and old wonderers. But once her guard is raised you much fight to earn her trust back. It’s not that hard of a fight if you do it right.
Brighteclipse is very fair and just and loyal. Never betraying a promise or secret bestowed upon her ears. Among most she is very trust worthy which has it positive and negative qualities, nonetheless, she makes her decisions with her head as equally as her heart. She is known to follow her instincts which has served her well in her younger days and still is today.
She has set up a code of ethics which, while encompassing the warrior code, lead her life. If her code is challenged by herself or an outside force she will work hard to correct it or otherwise fight to make things right. Not much to liking change however, this she-cat likes how things are run and sees no need for drastic change, a new patrol schedule or new camp rules fine, but nothing over the top.
Brighteclipse has this thing where she keeps everything bottled up inside, thanks to a select group of cats she’s getting better at this. But she just doesn’t want to worry anyone else with her, so called, “petty trivia”.
There is one thing that will bring a smile to her face that most nothing else can: kits! New life in the clan makes her positively gitty. She will wait out site the nursery for days if a queen is expecting. She loves playing with the kits and loves taking on apprentices. The growth of her clan is enough satisfaction for this ‘ol she-cat.
History: Brighteclipse was brought into the world with the company of four other lively kits. She was the only full blond among them, minus of coarse her white quarks. Warmbreeze had a successful litter no doubt about it. She raised the kits with love, and a good smack around the jaw with her thick tail should they misbehave. Her kit hood was fun and playful, during her moon several littermates were born, and found.
During her stay in the nursery, three black strangers were found. These tiny black kits were both brought and accepted into the nursery. More littermate! Hurray! Brightkit, at the time, loved the company.
The most, well first, exciting day came, the apprenticing ceremony. All her siblings were there, minus Stormpaw ,now Stormtemper, due to a white cough. The three black warrior were also there, huddled among themselves. The female’s tail flitted nervously about as she kept low to the ground. The smaller of the two males was plastered to his brothers side. The last male, and by far the largest, looked placidly up at the leader, there was challenge in his form. Nightpaw was his name, his brother Duskpaw and his sister Moonpaw. Nightpaw held much interest for her then, and now.
She was given Blackfire as her mentor. The two had loads of fun. He was a sweet old cat, seen many apprentices make it to warrior hood and some who sadly didn’t. He showed her the world, taught her the warrior code, and became her closest confidante. As an apprentice her agility and lithe body help for her hunting ability. She was very shaking at start, constantly losing bite after bite tp the air as her prey scuttled off to safety, or into her mentor’s jaws.
Darkfire was responsible for giving this soft cat her shell. He constantly teased her, in a good light, and gave her situations in which she might encounter. If she did something wrong he was harsh, do something right and he had a critique. But it bettered her by far.
Once Darkfire retired she was handed to her father Torrentcharge. He whipped his daughter into shape and taught his brood his secret techniques. Brightpaw took to them like a duck to water. She was always a great fighter, and loved to get into fights. She loved the feel of her claws against the earth but she knew better then to unsheath them upon any cat in her clan. Darkfire had scared her senseless after she’d almost killed her brother, not really but everyone played along.
It was a clear day, perfect for a bit of rough housing. Which was a particular favorite of our blond apprentice. She was curious to how her claws would feel on a real cat. At one point during her fight with Stormpaw she cut him across the eye. His mentor, Kindleshadow picked him up by the scruff and hauled him to the medicine cat. Darkfire flew upon her, after consorting with the other’s there at the time, and lashed at her with words, it was to a greater effect on Brightpaw then claws could ever be. He told her she might have just taken his life, or at the very least blinded him for life and taken away every chance for him to become a warrior. Distrought she raced back to camp and yowled her apology to her brother, right in from of everyone she admitted what she had done. They all consoled her, still very young at this point, but gave her a stricked warning.
But her 12th moon she was ready. Her warrior name donned Heart, her pelt donned scars from her apprentice training, and both soul and body donned strength. Brightheart was a proud warrior. More with drawn than her playful kit-self. She had grown and blossomed and everyone was stunned and grateful for how she, and her siblings had turned out.
Along with her new warrior title came a new sense of self. She had more responsibly and loved it. Her newest responsibility was Twilightpaw, a scraggy tabby ball of energy. They both worked hard for their clan and eventually Twilightpaw became Twilightclaw. Brightheart couldn’t have been more proud. She lost her second apprentice to rogues. He didn’t die, he joined them. It devastated her to think she had trusted him with all her fiber.
Her third apprentice was strong but a terrible fighter. Her name was Featherpaw. She was too sweet and too kind to hurt a soul she wound up becoming a loner,and having the best life, she still come to visit her old mentor. By now Brightheart had a taste of life and loved it’s flavor. Another taste she gain was for romance. Remember Nightpaw? Well now Nightsheath and mate to Brightheart. He was quiet and mysterious, but he was kind and loyal and strong in his ways, the ideal qualities she wanted.
After careful consideration she was appointed Deputy an honor she thought would go to her brother, Lightningstreak. She entered the ranks with chin held high and a bit shy with her power. But she learned with carful studying of her leader, Adderec;ipse. He pulled her aside and told her things that no one else was to know. She fought off a rogue attack by his side and with the aid of all her trusted clan mates.
Sadly Addereclipse had to step down, he had become permanently blind. He now resides in the Elder’s den. With his passing led her to claim his position, a claim the Clan felt right. She has uphold everything that she has promised, gone by the ways Adderfang taught, and is still striving to bring out the absolute best in her clan.
Summary: From a large litter and the introduction of strangers at a young age, Brighteclipse started out right in the fire. She was taught her apprentice ways but Blackfire and earned her Warrior names as Brightheart. Her courage and kindness grew as she took on her first apprentice, now warrior. Her trust was tested by her second apprentice who left for a rogue’s life. She was softened as her third apprentice left for a life she would thrive under as a loner. The blond she-cat found her heart in the stranger Nightsheath and climbed up to leader with the stepping down of Adderstar.
Best Friends: All her siblings Adderfang::former leader::a large marble brown cat with pale green eyes Blackfire::Elder:: A lengthy long furred black tom with bright amber eyes Moonsong::Warrior: A small black she-cat with dark blue eyes
Parents: Warmbreeze::mother:: a soft blond she cat with brilliant blue eyes Torrentcharge::father:: a large white tom with slight grey bands around his legs and sapphire eyes
Siblings: Stromtemper::Warrior:: Shaggy white tom with light blue eyes and a blond forepaw Lilyblossom::Queen: A short furred white she-cat with half a blond face Raintempest::Warrior:: A very pale grey she cat with dark eyes Lightningstreak::Warrior: Large white/blond tom with massive paws, large blond ears, and pale blue eyes.
Mentor: Blackfire::elder::A lengthy long furred black tom with bright amber eyes
Apprentice: not at the moment
Mate: Nightsheath::Warrior:: A massive black tom with dark blue eyes and extrodinary claws
Re: APPLY FOR LEADER « Reply #12 on Oct 29, 2008, 5:56am »
I hope that you are very patient, Ashes. I would accept this however, I do not know if I should because the leader of RealityClan has been reserved. And if you are the reserver, it'll work out fine, but until I get further notice, this cat is impending, so please start on your other ones.
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