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By MoonlitBlood
Welcome! This is my first rp (on this forum, I’m educated in role playing :3) and here are the basics I guess.
RULES:
-minimal cussing (you can cuss 3 times per day) abbreviations such as “frick” are allowed, but don’t say it too often.
-each character must have two flaws, and if there are powers, no stronger than like, sending rays of sunshine down or something. Just make it so the other(s) can avoid it if they find a way.
-You must specify First and Last name, but middle names are optional because not everyone has them.
-If you want to get into detailed romance PLEASE rp it where no one else can read it.
-You do not have to specify your chapters family or relationships (unless you want to!)
-Have fun and be nice! (Unless it’s part of the rp)
BACKSTORY:
This world is separated by two sides. The Sun, and The Moon. However, some don’t choose a side, and are known as “The Unknown.”
The Unknowns one and only goal is the shatter the two sides, and allow people to live freely m. Sadly, very few people believe that this is a good idea, and will attack the Unknown the second they see them.
The Sun is the side that basks in sunlight, happiness and wealth. You're lucky if you are born there. However, The Moon treats it’s followers with kindness, and most of them agree with the Unknown.
The Unknown is getting smaller though, and very few have survived. Eventually they are forced to side with The Moon, but insist on staying known as The Unknown.
The Sun and The Moon now have broken into war, and the world is coated with blood and flames. You must find a way to end this war and make peace between the two sides, but with the sacrifice of your life. However, if you are skilled enough, you can survive.
SETTING:
The Sun: Bright sunny hills flourished with flowers dapple the Sun’s bright land, and wide sparkling oceans stretch across for miles. It is a very lush, green beautiful place.
The Moon: Cold hills of snow cover the Moon’s dark mountains, and moonlight makes the ice sparkle. Quiet, wet swamps and forests cover the territory. Instead of oceans, small rushing rivers flow through the land.
The Unknown: Most Unknown camp out in the Lost Desert, but some sneak through and live in the Sun and Moon’s territory.
CHARACTERS:
-Minty (Female, 14, The Unknown) @MoonlitBlood
-Chole (Female, 16, The Moon) @Kitkat
-Rowan (Male, 15, The Unknown) @Kitkat
-Orchid (Female, 15, The Unknown) @Dashy
-Gadget (Female, 13, The Unknown) @MoonlitBlood
-Ryan (Male, 17, The Moon) @Kitkat
-Cherry (Female, 14, The Moon) @Kitkat
-Trixie (Female, 16, Unknown) @Dashy
-Xander (Male, 17, Unknown) @Dashy
-Bianca (Female, 15, Unknown) @Dashy
-Gideon ‘kit’ (Male, 21, unknown) @Alcarie
-Gabriel (Male, 16, Unknown) @Alcarie
-Ilia (Male, 29, The Sun) @Alcarie
RELATIONSHIPS:
- = single or hates/ is afraid of Humans
+ means they like each other
~ means they are in a relationship
if this (>) arrow is pointing towards a name, that means the person on the opposite end likes them. Jut say who your oc likes.
Minty > Xander
Orchid -=
Chloe -=
Rowan > Minty
Gadget -=
Trixie -=
Xander -=
Gideon -=
Gabriel -=
Ilia -=
Name//Gender//Age//Personality//Moon sun or unknown//Family (optional)//Crush/bf or gf (or single, You also may say that they are afraid/hate humans//Clothing//Looks//Weapons//Soulpower (the one power they have that represents them)
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By Dashy
I haven't roleplayed in forever and I was wondering if anyone would be interested in a Warrior Cats roleplay!
PLOT:
The moon was missing in the sky, and a dark grey she-cat was plotting her vengeance. Although her heart had grown cold, she couldn't push the thoughts away.
Why didn't I just leave him when I first saw him?
Why did I have to kill her?
Just a moon earlier, the she-cat had fallen in love with a rogue. She was shocked when she found out she'd have kits, and never told who the father was. The she-cat had told the rogue that they couldn't be together, but the tom insisted that they could. They argued, and it eventually lead to some violence. The deputy caught them and thought that the rogue was attacking the she-cat- and attempted to kill the rogue. Shocked, the dark grey she-cat slashed at the toms throat, not exactly knowing what she was doing- or who she should defend. The deputy died from the loss of blood, the rogue left the she-cat, saying he didn't know her anymore. When the clan cats found her, with his blood on her claws, they exiled her. The she-cat didn't have enough food, for her paws were too heavy to hunt; and eventually died, with her unborn kit in her belly. She swore vengeance on the clan for sending her kit to Starclan, and for not letting her explain.
Basically, this is a bit of a Mapleshade scenario, except she tries to manipulate all of the cats instead. The she-cat (her name was Darkfur) tries to stir up trouble within the clan; or makes some cats go completely insane.
Anyone interested??
The plot is kind of a WIP so I'll probably fix it up a bit in the actual sign-ups. :3
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By Stonetooth
A silvery silhouette shone, as the phases of the moon passed over the night sky in the form of an eclipse. The wind whispered through the trees on the side of the mountain, singing its soft song, as all stood quiet within the night. It was Erie how soft spoken the forest was for once. Not a creature made a sound. It was as if all the creatures of the wood were watching. Waiting for something dark to happen. It was just then when a screech was heard deep within the depths of the woods. It was the sound of a mother losing her infant.
Voices were arising just beneath a ravine. A camp was hidden in the brambles within the darkest part of the forest. Angry voices started shouting and a mother was weeping by the side of her den. Her kits gathered around her. "This isn't the first time a cats been taken ____star! We need to do something, otherwise soon enough there will be no cat left in the clan. We need to act now!" A riot was starting up and the clan was unhappy. On this night a kit was stolen from its mothers nest. Cats have been popping up missing from patrols, and from the camp when no one else is around. No one knows of the evil that is lurking in the wooded mountains where Raven clan lives, but they are about to find out.
Raven Clan are Proud, Loyal, and are devoted to following Starclans path. Could there be a traitor in their midst?
The warrior code, and rules of the clans:
Meet the Clan: (Ranking)
My charries:
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Gender:
Age:
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Description:
Personality:
kin/kits:
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By Stonetooth
A silvery silhouette shone, as the phases of the moon passed over the night sky in the form of an eclipse. The wind whispered through the trees on the side of the mountain, singing its soft song, as all stood quiet within the night. It was Erie how soft spoken the forest was for once. Not a creature made a sound. It was as if all the creatures of the wood were watching. Waiting for something dark to happen. It was just then when a screech was heard deep within the depths of the woods. It was the sound of a mother losing her infant.
Voices were arising just beneath a ravine. A camp was hidden in the brambles within the darkest part of the forest. Angry voices started shouting and a mother was weeping by the side of her den. Her kits gathered around her. "This isn't the first time a cats been taken ____star! We need to do something, otherwise soon enough there will be no cat left in the clan. We need to act now!" A riot was starting up and the clan was unhappy. On this night a kit was stolen from its mothers nest. Cats have been popping up missing from patrols, and from the camp when no one else is around. No one knows of the evil that is lurking in the wooded mountains where Raven clan lives, but they are about to find out.
Raven Clan are Proud, Loyal, and are devoted to following Starclans path. Could there be a traitor in their midst?
Leader: Frogstar- A grey and white she cat with solid green eyes. Slightly shorter and skinnier than the average cat. Her fur tends to be unruly, especially around her left shoulder which sports a narly old scar from her younger days. ( 33 moons, she cat, 2 lives left, Rose)
Deputy: Slatejaw- A brawny muscular Tom, with broad shoulders, a square jaw, thick stocky legs, and large paws. He is dark grey in color and has Steele silver eyes. (Stonetooth, male, 32 moons)
Medicine Cat: Starwalker: He's around the size of a young apprentice, though his musculature and bone structure is that of a cat his age; so while he's extremely tiny he does not look like an apprentice. He's also emaciated looking, bones protruding along his spine, hips, and ribs; as if he's not eaten properly in moons. However, since he knows he's hard to look at thanks to his fur, deformities, and size he's always immaculately groomed and put together. What cannot be seen is that Starwalker's bones are extremely brittle, as in if he's even gently knocked over there's a great chance something will break; even tripping over something can be detrimental as he learned as a kit. He actually has a type of hyperthyroidism, so his unusual skinniness and brittle bones can be explained; just not in cat terms.(Male, 64 moons, Alcarie)
Medicine Cat Apprentice:
Warriors:
Nimbleleaf: A scrawny long legged white Tom with patches of brown tabby fur. He also has a long skinny fluffy tail. Light green eyes. (Stone tooth, male, 21 moons)
Lizardtongue: A long legged tom with diluted, sandy-grey fur. He has pale yellow eyes with pupils that always seem to be narrowed into slits. Short-furred with faint gray tabby stripes along his spine and legs. Nimble and lithe, Lizardtongue is hardy and has a healthy dose of stamina. (Male, 26 moons, Rose305)
lavenderwilt: A slender long furred she-cat with a large white patch on her chest and throat. She has bright, earthy green eyes and white tufts of fur in her ears. She is slight shorter than the average, however she is well built and surprisingly strong. She has a long, fluffy tail that was broke during her apprentice-good, healing back crooked. It does not damage her balance too badly and she has learned to coup with it, however, that is how she earn her warrior name. (she cat, 23 moons, Rose305)
Sootmask: Burly tom with broad shoulders. Long, gray fur the darkens towards his paws and tail while the markings across his face almost appear as if he exposed himself to a fire. This physical feature heavily influencing his name. Pale blue eyes. (male, 36 moons, Rose305)
Singedwhisker: He's a large, bulky cat with large paws, broad shoulders, and a thick pelt that protects him from some blows. He's not made for speed nor agility, but makes up for it in strength, stamina, and an intimidating presence. His fur is long, thick, and coarse. It's a dark brown with lighter 'feathers' around his neck, belly, and tail. His eyes are large in his face and a bright hazel. (Tom, 39 moons, Alcarie)
Moonshine: A long furred white she cat, with large black spots and black fluffy tail. She has heterochromia eyes. They are green and blue. (She cat 32 moons, pinki madness)
Darkblossom: Muscular black and brown tothoiseshell cat, with white/grey patches. His eyes are golden. (32 moons, Pink madnesss)
Waterdance: A silvery grey tabby she cat with warm amber eyes and bold, black stripes. Average in size yet dainty and sure footed. She has dark pink paw pads to match her nose. (She cat, 33 moons, Rose)
Troutleap: The largest of her siblings, troutleap is taller than the average cat and slightly bulky, making her almost seem tomish in a way. She has white and ginger tbaby furwith large greenish amber eyes. (33 moons, she cat, Rose)
Apprentices:
Bearpaw: an all dark brown she cat. Her fur is so dark it's almost black. She's rather skinny, but her muscles are visible under her Sheek pelt. Her eyes are a golden bronze color. (Stonetooth, she cat, 11 moons)
Kestrelpaw:Kestelpaw is a medium sized cat with short legs and large paws. He's muscular, but it's not visible underneath his fur. Said fur is thick, orange with burnt orange tabby stripes, and has a large white splotch on his chest and back right paw. His eyes are a light green. (Male, 12 moons, Alcarie)
Pantherpaw: Pantherpaw is tall and lanky with little visible muscle mass. His long legs and gangly body means he's fast and agile, but not powerful. His dark grey fur is just light enough to show his black spotting that tends to be nearly invisible unless underneath the sunlight. His belly, chest, and chin are a light tan. Pantherpaw's eyes are a light hazel. (Male, 11 1/2 moons, Alcarie.)
Heavenpaw: A long furred light silver tabbyt cat with some darker grey and cream patches. He has deep copper colored eyes. (Tom 10 moons, Pink madness)
Queens:
Duskpetal: a lovely, silky dark grey she cat, with black tabby stripes throughout her body. She has silver lining on her toes, tail, eyes and ears. She has pretty pale blue eyes. And a dark brick pink nose.(Stonetooth, she cat, 25 moons)
Patchpelt: Patchpelt is a medium-sized, robust she-cat. She looks a bit 'heftier' then she is thanks to her fluffy, thick pelt. She's not fast but she tries to make up for it in agility and plain-ole viciousness when fighting or hunting. Her fur is tortoiseshell, mostly black with different shades of brown flecked throughout. Her eyes are a light hazel and her tail is a plume. (She cat, 31 moons, Alcarie)
Kits:
Shorekit & Cliffkit :shorekit and cliffkit are basically twins. The she cat is a bit fluffier than her brother with longer eartufts. She also has a bit more orange tint, where her brother is a bit more pale like their mother.(Both 5 moons, she cat, male)
Elders:
Cherrywing: A scraggly old heather colored she cat with foggy blue eyes. Was once a gorgeous she cat. (Stonetooth, 82 moons)
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Apprentice-Mentor:
Bearpaw-Patchpelt
Kestrelpaw-Frogstar
Pantherpaw-Darkblossom
Heavenpaw- Nimbleleaf
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The wind howled through the camp, in the misty morning air. The moon had just fallen and the sun was slowly starting to rise, peeking slowly up through the pine trees that encased the clans camp. This side of the mountain is where the sun rose, leaving it to set behind the mountain's side at night. It was about mid way through leaf fall, and the clan needed to start getting fat for winter, for even though the woods gave them protection from the harsh winds, many of the woodland creatures would be returning to their burrows for the long sleep that would soon come. Another cold gust of wind ripped through the clan, rustling dens, and sending a draft anywhere there might have been a crack in the dens. The elders would not be pleased as their joints always ached in these rough times. However, there would be a hustle within the clan just within a short couple of weeks, as leafbare would soon be on its way, and there were those in the clan whom have not yet experience snowfall, and would be thrilled at the chance to see the first white blanket of winter.
A broad muscular tom could be seen sitting on a giant outcrop that was just above the clan leader den in the side of the mountain. The clan leader had not yet left her den, and the greyish brown tom, Slatejaw, was now watching the clan. The wind buffeted his fur. He nearly had to squint as the breeze whipped at his coat. He sighed. Leafbare was on it way, and with it the harsh wind of ice. It was going to be a very harsh winter this year, and the clan had better start preparing soon. He made a mental note to send out a second hunting patrol, later that morning. He now watched as the clan started to awaken, and he sat on the rock patiently awaiting to give orders for that mornings patrols.
Nimbleleaf felt a cold breeze nip at his nose, as he lay curled up in the warriors den. A neat little den, guarded by a bramble thicket. He wrapped his skinny tail tighter around his nose. His thin frame, and pelt was not made for the winds of leaffall and leafbare. He wasn't ready for it. He had to work about twice as hard as the other cats to stay warm. He wished his pelt was as thick as some of the other cats in the clan. He sighed. With the draft that was in the warriors den there would be no getting back to sleep. It was simply too chilly. He decided to get up. Atleast moving around would warm him up a bit. With a yawn, the tom unfolded himself from his nest, stretched out his long legs, and arched his back. Composing himself, he stepped out of his nest, and headed towards the mouth of the den. He padded out into the twighlight of morning and padded over to the freshkill pile. He picked out a meager vole, and sat down to eat.
Bearpaw was curled up with the other apprentices. Their den was on the smaller side, so there nests were close together, allowing them to stay warm, as they were basically curled up in a tight knit circle. The often bossy, loud, and arrogant she cat, was now in a calmer state that she was asleep. Most cats in the clan preferred her this way, for she wasnt as rambunctious as her blabbering mouth made her out to be. Since it was so warm in the den the she cat kept on sleeping. Ignoring the fact that she should soon wake, to start her duties for the day. The she cat was almost ready to be deemed a warrior. She thought she deserved a decent sleep.
Duskflower now the only queen in the clan, was curled up with her two lovely kits: Shorekit and Cliffkit. The two furry little lumps were nearly six moons old. Fall wasn't the only thing changing on this mountain side. Soon Apprentices would be warriors, and kits apprentices. Who knows, there may even become a new queen. The world was funny like that, things constantly moving and changing. She purred as she looked at the two kits beside her. They were nearly identical yet so different and she loved them both dearly.
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By Dashy
It was eerily quiet. Two cats, one male, the other a female, walked quietly side by side. Their fur was bristling. Their hackles raised, ears angled in all directions. The male stopped, sniffed, and flicked his tail.
"This isn't the way." He hissed quietly.
"What do you mean, Clawheart? How can this not be the way? We've came here more than once." The she-cat dug her claws into the soil.
"It's not the way. Come on." Clawface turned on his heel.
"Fine. But we ha - hey, stop!" Her jaws widened. "This way!"
She turned in the opposite direction and started to run. "Wait up!" Called Clawheart, running behind.
The she-cat took an abrupt turn, and the two cats came upon four mewling kits. Clawheart looked warm, his eyes bright. "You found them, Pebbleclaw!" He licked her ear warmly. "I couldn't ask for a better sister." "Yeah, whatever." Pebbleclaw muttered, shuffling her paws. "Just hurry up, we don't have much time... hey, what - "
Clawheart hissed, crouching to the ground. A yellow-brown she-cat crept from the brush. "Hey, get away - ! Oh, it's you. Well, you should just take them now. " She glanced at the ground. Clawheart stepped forward, the fur on his back straightening. "You could come with us, you know." He murmured, nuzzling her neck. "No, I can't. I'd never fit into the clan life." Meowed the she-cat. "But, Sunflower..." "Take the kits, and go." Whispered Sunflower, looking away. "You have to hurry."
"I'll take those two, and-" Pebbleclaw was cut off by the stomping of the horrid creature - a badger. Eyes wild with terror, Sunflower snarled, whipping her tail, slashing out. Pebbleclaw took two kits, and she picked them up quietly. "Clawheart...? Clawheart, no!" Clawheart sprung in front of Sunflower as soon as the badger lunged out, and Clawheart was flung into a tree. Heart lurching, Pebbleclaw dropped the kits and nuzzled her brother. "Clawheart?" Her voice choked when he didn't answer.
"Clawheart, wake up!" Clawheart blinked one eye open, and rasped, ever so quietly, "Take the kits.." Pebbleclaw whimpered as her brothers body grew cold and stopped moving. Daring to look up, Pebbleclaw looked at the battle scene behind. Sunflower spat and hissed, lashing out, and she caught Pebbleclaw's eye desperately.
Feeling slightly dizzy with shock, she grasped two kits in her mouth and shoved the others out of the clearing. The screeches of battle were still heard.
One kit, a silver tabby, was whining. "What happened? Where's Sunflower?" "It's okay, little ones. It's going to be alright." She meowed after dropping the two kits in her mouth. "Can you two walk?" "Walk? We can run!" meowed one of the toms enthusiastically.
Back at camp
Leader: "What is this?"
Pebbleclaw: "Um, see, I found these poor things in the forest, and then a badger attacked, and Clawheart is dead!" Her voice ends in a wail
Leader: "Oh... well, I suppose you can take them to the nursery. Who should care for them, though?"
Pebbleclaw: "I have kits. I shall."
Leader: "About your brother, where is his body?" His voice softens.
Pebbleclaw: "Oh- right outside clan boundary."
Leader: "Were the kits outside of clan boundary?"
Pebbleclaw: "Oh, definitely not. I'll take these to the nursery. And... _____, keep this between you and I, and my mate, please."
Leader: "Of course."
MOONS LATER
The four kits are now part of Mistclan life. They are now apprenticed, along with their brother and sister, Pebbleclaw's real kits. They were raised to think that Pebbleclaw is their mother, and they do have other siblings. The issue is, sometimes the four kits get dark thoughts. Sometimes minor, like stealing from the fresh-kill pile. Other times, it gets serious, like them actually thinking of murdering some cat.
Pebbleclaw, Pebbleclaw's mate, and all of the six kits are all open.
THE CLAN
The clearing were Mistclan's camp is located is decently sized. In the middle of the clearing a tree stump stands, where the leader makes the announcements. There is a training area, hunting grounds, and a stream that marks the border outside camp.
The clan has common enemies: foxes, badgers, things like that.
Prey is average: sometimes you can catch a rare rabbit, but mostly mice, voles, thrush, shrew, etc.
Leader:
Deputy:
Brindleclaw - @darkwolf
Medicine Cat:
Snowsky - Me
Medicine Cat Apprentice:
Hawkstorm - @Pink Madness
Warriors:
Smokeleaf - @Moss4brains
Scorchedfur - @Alcarie
Moonlight - @darkwolf
Wolfshadow - @Pink Madness
Swifttooth - Me
Apprentices:
Honeypaw - @Kitkat
Flarepaw - @Pink Madness
Silverpaw - Me
Queens:
Deerspring - @Alcarie
Kits:
Poppykit - @Kitkat
Elders:
MAJOR ROLES:
Pebbleclaw:
Pebbleclaw's Mate:
Any of her kits/adoptive kits:
Honeykit - @Kitkat
RULES:
1. No power playing
2. No perfect characters
3. If you already have a major role, please do not take another unless you have permission from me!
4. I definitely will add later
FORMS: (please remove all {[()}]) Thank you )
Name:
Age (in moons):
Gender:
Rank:
Descriptions:
Personality:
History: [optional]
Parents?:
Siblings?:
Mate?:
Crush?:
Kits?:
RULES ARE NOT FINISHED! ALSO, I KIND OF RUSHED THROUGH THIS SO IF THERE ARE ANY MISTAKES, PLEASE TELL ME!
ALSO, THE KITS ARE OF 10 MOONS! (If you are playing one of Pebbleclaw's kits/adoptive kits.)
ENJOY!
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Me: I am off work tomorrow, do you want me to make dinner?
Family member: Yes, I pulled out some chicken to defrost.
Me: Is there anything you want me to do with it?
Family member: Snow
Me: Snow?
Family member: Coat the snow
Me: Coat the snow with what? Chicken?
Family member: Yes
Me: Mm'kay...sounds easy enough I suppose. Just open the door, toss the chicken in snow and voilà, dinner?
Family member: Sounds good
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Does anyone else think breeding for breeding-exclusive alts is random, rather than dependent on what you breed? I've been looking at the outcomes of bred pairs and some pairings have produced nearly every bred alt at some point in time. There's a Norwegian Forest Cat pair (alts 5x2) that produced 8/10 of the known bred alts (not counting the mix alt) and another (alts 3x1) that produced 6/10. Any thoughts?· 2 replies
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