Post by Brownie on Jul 31, 2016 9:18:25 GMT -5
RavenClan would be a claim a cat roleplay. Each character would have a full art bust and a short description of their character and where they stand in the conflict.
- DOING THIS ONE || Realistic I guess? For lack of a better term for it. I've also had musings for a Clan held on the outskirts of a city. Where the 'Clan' was actually very large and encompassed not only a lot of land, but included two or three different 'camps' of which there was a deputy-esque figurehead that preceded under the leader. They would have almost complete control over all of the city, or at least a good portion of it. However, instead of hunting and fighting as many Clans must do for survival, this Clan works a bit differently. The Clan has been an influence for many generations now, and under the lead of Smokestar this influence expanded to more a ruling. Now his successor, Hawkstar, trained under the ways of Smokestar, has taken this to the next level. In order to stay within the city or the surrounding woodlands, rogues and loners must pay for the 'protection of the Clan', usually in prey or other valuables. Mothers are forced to give at least one of their litter to be raised in the Clans. Cats who go against the Clan are driven out or killed.
Among this, there will be cats that don't like Hawkstar's ways. They secretly help the rogues and loners, giving back prey to the starving and giving shelter to those that have none. After Hawkstar brought to trial a mother and her one remaining kit, demanding the kit be brought into the Clan, several of these rebels came to the mother's defense. Unfortunately, they did so in the camp Hawkstar had the most support, and so most of this rebellion were discovered and driven out of Clan borders.
Now this small group is plotting on the edge of the Clan, more dangerous to Hawkstar now than they were before. They are starting to gather the rogues and loners together into a cohesive group while sneaking around the camps that have less love for Hawkstar, trying to convert cats to their side. A full scale revolt is starting, and this is where the roleplay would truly begin.
The Nine
The nine main dieties of the Clan.
Luck/Chance - Yarif (yer - eef) Brother to fate. Associated with air. Often depicted as a long-legged grey tabby tom with tall tufted ears and dark speckled paws. Ever shifting eye color.
Fate - Razq (rahs - kuh) God of fate and destiny. Brother to luck. He looks similar to his brother and is also a grey tabby with speckled paws and shifting eyes, but is shorter. Associated with water. Often confused with his brother, showing how chance is so similar to fate.
Emotion - Iavra (i - ahv - rah) is the goddess of emotion, and is depicted as a fluffy white she-cat with golden eyes. Often associated with air.
Healing/Health - Tanu (tan - oo) is the god of healing, health and growth. Often associated with earth. Depicted as a brown tom with white paws and black spots with green eyes and large ears.
War/Honor - Dagda (Dahg - dah) is the goddess of war, fighting and honor. She is depicted as a calico she-cat. Her claws and fangs are often shown, sometimes to epic proportions. Her eyes are bi-colored red and gold: red for the rage of the fight and gold for the glory. Associated with fire.
Greed/Jealousy - Yevdir (Yahve - deer) Is the goddess of greed and jealousy. She is depicted as a white she-cat with black paws and ginger tabby patches with amber eyes. It is said her growl is like the falling of mountains. Associated with fire.
Time/Death - Chronus (Kron - us) is the god of time, patience and sometimes death. (usually death by age or fate). Associated with earth. Depicted as a black tom with white ears. His eyes are often shown as pure golden, no pupils or whites, and is said to be blind in many tales.
Huntress/Love - Sartha (saur - ah) is the goddess of the hunt, and is often also patron to love and lust. Depicted as a ginger she-cat with white paws and green eyes. Associated with water.
Judgement? - Aetha (A - E - the) is the patron of Judgement. While neither male nor female, they are depicted as black and white patched with grey eyes. Associated with water(feminine) or sometimes earth(masculine).
History hence far:
There were once two brothers, Hugin and Munin, thought and memory, the original two Crows. They stuck together through everything before finally finding a home to call their own. Together they created CrowClan, and for generations the Clan prospered. Hugin believed Munin had more power in the Clan, despite both having the title of leaders. Hugin was brought down with sickness, almost to the point of death, while Munin stayed healthy. It was Hugin that was almost crushed by a falling tree, while Munin beside him hadn't a scratch.
It was then that Hugin knew the gods favored his brother over himself. Angered, Hugin waged war on Munin for the title of leader, believing that only with Munin dead would the gods be in his favor. The two fought for seven days and seven nights, and neither one could land a blow on the other, for they were equally matched. It was on the dawn of the eighth day when Munin finally struck Hugin to the ground. But Munin would not kill Hugin, for he still thought them brothers.
Humiliated, Hugin blamed Munin's unwillingness to kill him as cowardice. But Munin would not give in, and though Hugin begged for a warrior's death, Munin would not unsheathe his claws. It was the final blow for Hugin; not only did the gods favor Munin by giving him strength, so too did they favor him by giving him mercy.
Hugin gathered those in CrowClan that were loyal to him, turning his back on the gods who had abandoned him and his brother who had stolen his honor. He left the territory, travelling east until he reached the sun, where he settled with new gods and his new Clan: RavenClan.
Things that need to be done:
- Chose which idea(s) to go with
- Build more on the ideas and worlds
- Start creating cats
- Gather some people
- Make the page
Some Notes:
- I may make two of these; they don't take that much effort to run as long as there's a good deal of constant support for both of the ideas.
- We could tie some of them together? Maybe the plot of one with another 'bordering' (loose terms, probably some distance) of another, maybe have some plot bring them together in the future. Idek,
THINGS THAT ARE DONE:
- Probably going to do the third one. Second one would come later.
- Some gods in planning.
Although you have no reason to trust her, you find yourself staying silent, hunkering down in the bush besides the ginger she-cat. The three others in the road looked angry, spinning on their paws to look around. One of them, a grey patched tom, sat with a muffled curse. "We've lost her again."
A black tortoiseshell pads over to him, prodding him none too gently with a paw. "Yeah, but this time we know where's she's going. Get up, we'll take the streets and beat her there. She's probably taking the rooftop route."
The three cats regrouped and raced down the street, but it wasn't until they turned the corner that the she-cat relaxed. "Thank the Gods, that could have gone very poorly for the both of us had they thought to check in here." You quickly dart out of the bush, standing warily in the street. "What is it?" Annoyance was the dominate tone.
"They're looking for a she-cat. For you," you hiss out the words. "Why?" Was she dangerous? A thief? You didn't really care who she was, but if she was on those cat's wanted list, who knew what trouble you could be getting into by not turning her in or. . . something.
She narrows her eyes. "They want me because I'm a threat. Because I'm trying to fix things while they don't even want to admit they're doing wrong. Because I'm not one to meekly follow their leader as they ruin other cats' lives. Cats are starving because of them."
"And who are they?"
"They are RavenClan. The Clan of torturers and cowards."
ρłαgυegı .. posted:that's lovely! QAQ
also would something like this work for refs?[ Sandstripe ] male :: twenty seven moons :: open
A thin and agile looking sandy colored tom cat, his name is given for the stripes adorning his pelt in a few decorative areas such as his face, ears and tale. He has pale creamy boots, tail tip and muzzle, as well as a single dark stripe from forehead to the base of his tail. His eyes are a nervous blue-green, and his nose and paw pads are a dull berry pink.
- - created by: plaguegi ..
Lookin at them now. cx
Also Hawkstar the little dictator bby <3
I might try a more stylized cell shade for her later? Keep the cartoon-y feel.
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[ Hawkstar ] female :: fifty two moons :: open
Hawkstar: successor to Smokestar and just as cunning, this brown mottled she-cat isn't one to cross. Her pelt is a light brown, with splotches of tan scattered across her fur. A darker stripe runs from her forehead and across her back to taper onto her tail just before the off-white tip. More of the chocolate color stripes her neck and splotches her chest, as well as covering her front right paw. Her other paws are booted the same tan-white as her spots. Her eyes are dark green, and her whiskers black.
- - created by: ѕнαттєяє∂ ѕтαяℓιgнт
Rough map post
Square indicates main body of city, landmarks on city map.
1. Carver's Orchard and Xmas Farm
2. Harson's Ferry
3. Port
4.
5. RavenClan Forest Outpost
6.
7. RavenClan Camp: Central
8. Flash Electrical Dam
9. (name)'s Loner Camp
10.
11. Barn
12. Abandoned farm
13.
14. Waterfalls, Gorge, Rogue group
15. RavenClan Camp: Pines
16. Highway Rest Stop
17.Creek name:
River name:
Highway name:
City name:
Expressway name:
Sparkler posted:Okay so for the rouges/kitty pets:
Maybe if a rouge or a kitty pet wants to join the clan, they will have to be put through a series of tests. Such as fighting, hunting, strength, speed. Then one of the deputies could decide weather or not they can join the clan, and let them join as an apprentice, to see if they can prove thereselvess further.
Mattie-kitty pet-female- open
Mattie is a long haired, she-cat with luxurious, thick strands of silver fur cascading down her sides. She has a white underbelly, and deep green eyes. Her tail has a white tip, and is very fluffy. She has more of a sturdy, stocky build, and has humongous fuzzy paws. She can be a bit clumsy on her feet, ether tripping on her paws or tripping on her hair. She is quite laid back for a kittypet, and is rather plump at the belly. She has white iridescent whiskers, that if you look close enough, are just long enough to appear from under her furry pelt.
Mouse-kittypet-male -Crush on: Mattie- open
Mouse is the neighboring cat to Mattie. He's a short haired tabby tom, with a dark brown pelt, and dark blue eyes. He has black stripes, and a white underbelly. He's usually kept in-shape, and doesn't have much of a belly. He has more of a long, slender build, he was made more for speed, and can be quite elegant on his feet. He has black whiskers. Mouse does knw how to hunt, but sn't very good at it. It does keep him in shape.
Lakewhisper-female- Warrior- open
Lakewhisper is a gourgeous silver tabby, with white stripes, and a shorthaired, but glossy pelt. She has white stripes, and a white underbelly. She also has Snow White paws. Her eyes are light blue, with lots of specks of color in them. She has a long, slender build, and is made more for speed, and hunting. She is elegant, and nimble. Her whiskers are white, and can barely be seen sticking out of her pelt. She is in great shape. There is a small scat running across her underbelly, but it is barely noticeable.
Feign posted:( Time to bring up good ideas, and bad ideas. Mostly good ideas. Hopefully. )
- Once on the first day of a new moon, all cats old enough to catch their own prey must hunt until they decide they have caught the best prey they could have caught. At nighttime, all cats must sacrifice the best prey they have caught to the gods at (insert place here.)
- When apprentices are ready to become warriors, they take a final test. If they do not pass the test, they will be appointed to another moon of training as an apprentice, or, if they fail this two times, they will be appointed to another moon of training with a different mentor. There are two phases to the test. The first phase is navigation through a random part of the city and back to camp. Cats must have their eyes closed when they are led to the starting point. If the cat makes it in time, from morning to evening, they will pass. If they take longer than the listed periods of time, a rescue patrol will be sent out to find said cat. The second phase is an obstacle course, which is set up by a couple of warriors, and consists of rocks, pebbles, branches, and more to get past. There is no time period, and said cat will be judged by how they handle the obstacle course, the time they take, and of course, if they pass.
- The deputy will be chosen not by the leader, but one versus one battles will take place between the cats who want the rank of deputy. The winner of all the one versus one battles will become deputy of the clan./The deputy will not be chosen by the leader, but by the gods. The leader will have to come to (insert place here) to talk to the gods. ( You can decide which one you prefer more. )
- Every Newleaf, toms will go search for a/an (insert item here). After they have found this said item, they will give it to the she-cat they want as a mate the most. They can reject the tom or accept them as her mate. In the situation where there are cats who want the same she-cat as a mate, the she-cat will decide between the said number of cats, or reject them all.
( Still brainstorming some ideas, please critique the traditions! : )
ѕнαттєяє∂ ѕтαяℓιgнт posted:Wip half of intro
"Shhh! You can't let them see you!" You open your mouth to respond only to have it filled with fur as the ginger she-cat flicked her tail over your face. "Hawkstar, she'll--" Then claws are in your shoulder and, surprised, you lose your balance and stumble away from the road and into a bush . . . just as three other cats dash around the corner. The she-cat's breath is warm in your ear as she breathes heavily beside you.
Although you have no reason to trust her, you find yourself staying silent, hunkering down in the bush besides the ginger she-cat. The three others in the road looked angry, spinning on their paws to look around. One of them, a grey patched tom, sat with a muffled curse. "We've lost her again."
A black tortoiseshell pads over to him, prodding him none too gently with a paw. "Yeah, but this time we know where's she's going. Get up, we'll take the streets and beat her there. She's probably taking the rooftop route."
The three cats regrouped and raced down the street, but it wasn't until they turned the corner that the she-cat relaxed. "Thank the Gods, that could have gone very poorly for the both of us had they thought to check in here." You quickly dart out of the bush, standing warily in the street. "What is it?" Annoyance was the dominate tone.
"They're looking for a she-cat. For you," you hiss out the words. "Why?" Was she dangerous? A thief? You didn't really care who she was, but if she was on those cat's wanted list, who knew what trouble you could be getting into by not turning her in or. . . something.
She narrows her eyes. "They want me because I'm a threat. Because I'm trying to fix things while they don't even want to admit they're doing wrong. Because I'm not one to meekly follow their leader as they ruin other cats' lives. Cats are starving because of them."
"And who are they?"
"They are RavenClan," she hissed with a scowl. "The Clan of torturers and cowards."
- - -
"Hawkstar!"
The brown and tan she-cat turns from where she had been conversing with a dark grey tom: Stoneshadow. Her ears twitch in warning, and the silver tabby you're standing beside flinches. "This had better be good, Glassfang."
"Y-yes," the tom stutters, but then draws himself up and announces more confidently: the patrols have found him around the Orchard. He's not from around here. He's not documented."
You step forward, disliking how they're talking about you as if you're not even there. "I've just come in a few suns ago. If that is a problem, I can surely take my leave."
The brown and tan cat --Hawkstar, you remember-- quirks a lip up in a smile. "No, no, it's no problem at all. I think it's just fine that you stay here." She stands, crosses the distance to you and starts looking you over. "Yes, yes, you're a strong one. You'd be a fine addition to RavenClan."
"RavenClan?" you ask, confused.
Hawkstar gives you that smile again. You can't decide if it's warm or cold. "Yes, RavenClan. The group of cats that I lead. We work miracles to this town, you know. It wouldn't function without us. Sure, we could be like any of the other Clans, sticking to their own patch of forest and hoarding away its bounty for only ourselves, but RavenClan, RavenClan is different.
"You see, we don't guard our territory: any cat is free to come and go as they please, and hunt where they wish. They can stay on their own or join the Clan, if that is what they want. RavenClan is the guardian of all that reside in its territory. All cats that are with us are protected. They're safe from outside threats, and threats inside as well." She pauses for a moment. "We're the strong cats that protect the weak. The good that throws out the evil."
Hawkstar turns to look at you, and you realize she has been circling you while giving the speech. She tips her head, green eyes questing. "You could help. You could defend the weak, help drive out those that seek to harm them. Feed the hungry. Be honored by all those around you as a hero.
"And so I ask you again: Would you like to join RavenClan, the Clan of bravery and honor?"
---Hello, and welcome to RavenClan! A not-quite Clan claim-a-cat roleplay. And as you can see from the introduction, things around here are not very peaceful. RavenClan is being torn in two, and war is threatening around the corner. Come in and join the fight. The only question: which side will you fight for?
ѕнαттєяє∂ ѕтαяℓιgнт posted:[ Sophie ] female :: eighteen moons :: open
This grey she-cat has dark green eyes and a fluffy mane around her neck. Her fur is longer on her tail as well, and is ringed with darker grey. Lighter grey splashes her stomach, and darker boots her paws. As an alley cat, she managed to get her paws on a few ear peircings.
- - created by: ѕнαттєяє∂ ѕтαяℓιgнт
ρłαgυegı .. posted:also possible ref for deerclaw?
kinda wanna claim him omg c,x