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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2017 18:38:02 GMT -5
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Post by Frostbite on Sept 28, 2017 6:30:05 GMT -5
◆ Tag || Just call me CreamFur ◆ Schedule & Timezone: I will be active at different times each day maybe like 6:30-7:50 am, 12:00-12;30 pm or 3:30-8:00 pm (US East Coast time)◆ Previous role-plays you've created or helped with? I just joined the forem like 2 or 3 days ago ◆ What can you do? I could help design some of the landscapes or help out with anything else like that, My mum is also a writer so maybe some intristing quests or characters. ◆ What do you plan to bring to the role-play? Some major plot twists, and probibly one of the only male Tortoiseshells ◆ Role-play Sample: (The medicine cat) bent down and picked up the last kit and sat him down with his siblings in the moss, "another tortoise shell?" (The leader) asked "yea.....oh my goodness!" (The medicine cat) exclamed "smell..." (The leader) bends down and smells the kit "we have to tell the clan about this..." the leader goes onto highrock and calls for a clan meating " May all cats old enough to catch their own prey join us at highrock..." she says "We, the clan have just given birth to a male Tortoiseshell"...... (PLOT TWIST) ◆ Do you have any ideas? If so, name them here: Maybe some wolfs or dogs and also one of my favorite (evil) fictional breeds... HellCats...I hope you consider this
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Sept 28, 2017 14:20:27 GMT -5
Hey, Creamfur. I don't think this would be the role-play for you just yet. I see some flaws in your post that I wouldn't allow for a regular member so it would be unfair to allow you to help and possibly be a staff member for the role-play. I do appreciate you applying here first and I warmly welcome you to the forums. I hope you enjoy it here. :3
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Post by Featherwing on Sept 28, 2017 14:44:01 GMT -5
◆ Featherwing || Fae, Fea, Feathz, Granny, Abuela, Mami ◆ Schedule & Timezone: Classes Tuesday/Thursday, Usually free Monday/Wednesdays/Fridays, Weekends are often free, Saturdays fro 5-9 I have DnD. Eastern Standard Time ◆ Previous role-plays you've created or helped with? Links, please. The 5 ( and almost every other incarnation of it with this group XD ). CalderaClan. MistClan ( wip ). ◆ What can you do? I am poetic, creative, and often have many plot ideas. Decent at layout/banners. Capable of snark and pushing people back into line. ◆ What do you plan to bring to the role-play? Many things.. plots, good character development, inspiration... ◆ Role-play Sample: "Tell me" Yellow eyes stared down at the four apprentices. "Whose idea was this." Less a question and more a demand, but to be fair, Stormtrail had had it up to here with these pranks. He was livid. It was funny when it was more lets-leave-acorns-in-each-others-nests and less soak-mousebile-in-the-deputy's-nest. He would end this now before Blizzardstar got involved. The apprentices just looked at their paws, avoiding each other's gazes. "So this is how it's going to be..." Stormtrail growled out, ears flicking back. "Alright. All of you will serve on separate dawn patrols, dusk and moon high patrols for a three moons." All four gazes leapt from the ground to the deputy, distress clear. "B-but Stormtrail!" Yellowpaw whined, but the deputy snapped his teeth in her direction, canines bared. "Enough. You will bear this punishment without complaints. Unless you would like to make it four moons... for all of you. Am I understood" Growled out as a warning, Stormtrail would ensure they learned their lesson well. "Yes sir..." Four mournful voices mumbled out their replies. "Dismissed." Stormtrail watched as the apprentices quickly scuttled away.
Dogpaw shoved Yellowpaw with a low, "Nice going, mouse brain" he hissed angrily. "It's not my fault! Ivypaw was the one who thought of it" Yellowpaw whispered, ears flat against her head. Ivypaw whipped around to glare at her denmate. "Well it was Laurelpaw who got us caught!" The soft grey female bared her teeth at her sister, who reared up. "He's our father, Ivypaw. We should have picked someone else" Laurelpaw snarled. They all wandered off, bickering as they went. Stormtrail watched with some amusement, at least until he remembered he needed to gather moss for a new nest. An exasperated groan rumbled out as he stood to lumber off out of camp. ◆ Do you have any ideas? If so, name them here: Many ideas, not sure what to offer up yet.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2017 14:47:28 GMT -5
Ello everyone
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Post by Featherwing on Sept 28, 2017 15:03:05 GMT -5
Heyy
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Post by ᴀʟᴀɴᴀ » on Sept 28, 2017 15:22:59 GMT -5
◆ ᴀʟᴀɴᴀ » || cro, athe, crossie ◆ Schedule & Timezone: i'm in college classes so i'm on and off. now with more exciting planning of my own life, i'll be around a lot more (:. i'm central timezone ◆ Previous role-plays you've created or helped with? Links, please. beep ◆ What can you do? anything you'd like me too! ◆ What do you plan to bring to the role-play? lots and lots of drama and fun plots (: ◆ Role-play Sample: "Lincoln Jackson Tesche! You get over here and give your mother a hug!" the voice rang out through the flat, echoing off the pale beige walls. Raising his head from looking down at his suitcase, he couldn't help but let a small smile creep onto his lips. His mother was a wonderful lady and he couldn't ask for anyone better. She was basically the only one in his life- the only support that he had. Someday, he'd make sure that he'd thank her for everything in his life. Setting his guitar into his case, he slowly got to his feet and stretched out, hearing a few bones crack in his spine. 'Satisfying' he thought, chuckling gently. He walked out of his small room and into the kitchen where he saw the brown-haired lady standing over the stove. The sweet scent of her famous chocolate chip cupcakes wafted through the air. Lincoln took a deep breath, clearing his voice so his mother would turn around. When she did, he was certainly surprised to see tears in her mocha colored eyes. "Mom.." he couldn't choke out more as he ran over and wrapped his arms around the smaller lady. She seemed so frail in his arms. He could feel her arms wrap around himself and he couldn't help but press his face against her shoulder. "You know I'll write to you all the time. It's just for the summer, I'll be back here as soon as fall comes around. I'm starting that new school, remember? I hope it'll go better than the last. I mean, exploding she-demons isn't the best for the last day- right?" he chuckled, trying to get the mood lighter. When he pulled back, he saw a few tears running down his mothers cheeks. "Mom, everything is going to be okay. Maybe I'll learn some new recipes?" he gently wiped away her tears, his smile staying on his lips. He wanted to be strong for her, he wanted to be brave. He was going to miss her more than he ever imagined.
As soon as he got into that taxi, he really understood how much that was. That lady had been the light of his life for the past seventeen years. She was everything to him. She'd been through his girlfriends, breakups, his singing career [ even though that was only just taking off ]. Everything. Leaving her alone.. He wasn't sure how long it was going to last. However, he had too. He was to train and get stronger, maybe take a quest? He'd only found out last summer that he was a demigod, son of the good for nothing Ares. What did he expect? He honestly hated his father for leaving his mom. Ever since then, she'd been.. almost scared to love again. Lincoln was extremely protective of his mother. Sitting in the back of the taxi, his guitar case beside him, he watched out the window. Once they had gotten out of the city traffic, he was just watching the scenery race by. Soon enough, he noticed the familiar strawberry field. "Stop right up by that farmhouse, will ya?" he chuckled, pulling out a wad of cash and handing it to the driver. "Hey, son, is there something around here? You're the third kid I've dropped off at this spot," the cab driver tilted his head. He hoped the mist was working. "My grandparents live up in the woods. I'll walk the rest of the way," he nodded, getting out and walking to the back, grabbing out his suitcase. He smiled and picked it up, heading up the grassy green hill. He knew that beyond that, there was the protective dragon guarding the golden fleece.
Lincoln took a deep breath and walked through the magical barricade, which he was able to do. He was a half-blood, after all. As soon as he got through, he saw the familiar sight of the Big House. It was a wonderful thing to see. His eyes adjusted to seeing the camp director, Chiron. It was different seeing him out of the wheelchair he used when Lincoln had first met him. The centaur had told him that he didn't want to overwhelm him on the first day. It was kind of ironic, since Lincoln had already been overwhelmed. First he ha learned that his father was actually a greek god- specifically the god of war and destruction. Then he figured out he had half-siblings. He didn't want to get into the greek relationships.. they were usually pretty messy. Usually, he kept to himself. When he'd been introduced to his half siblings, he couldn't believe how different yet eerily similar there were to him. They all had a more muscular appearance to them, but all their personalities were about equal. Kill anything that moves was basically their motto. Having had a rough upbringing [ monsters attacking him at different schools didn't help ], Lincoln had grown to rather help than create blood-shed. What was the point of bringin up unnecessary fighting? Last summer, he'd been involved with the war games every summer, and his team was usually the one winning. In fact, his necklace had a wooden bead with the red and blue flags symbolling how much they had won and played the games. He wasn't really expecting bad news or good news at that matter. Lincoln, even after just one summer, was next in line for head counselor. He had no idea that Declan, the ares cabin head counselor, had been missing for three weeks. He had been expected to arrive back to camp a week after he left, Apparently that didn't happen.
Lincoln wasn't really expecting the welcome back that he got from his siblings. There were a few hugs from his younger sisters, but most of them started rambling about Declan's disappearance. "Declan's been missing for three weeks, Chiron doesn't know what to do or who to send. He asked Ares, apparently, but our dad said if Declan is his son, he'll find a way to survive," His younger brother, Levi, mumbled. Of course Ares was going to be stubborn about not saving his son. Best father in the world, right? For all that knew, Declan was dead. All that Lincoln could think of was that their head counselor had been taken by monsters or eaten by some. That thought sickened him, but it was entirely possible. Monsters had little to no mercy when it came to killing or kidnapping or eating demigods. They all apparently tasted delicious. Declan had been basically a role-model for Lincoln, so of course this upset him. He knew that his cabin mates would expect him to step up into head counselor role. Was he ready for that? Honestly, Lincoln was unsure. Carefully, he took a deep breath and glanced around at his siblings. "Chiron knows about this, correct?" that was a stupid question- everyone nodded. "Well, I'll go talk to him. I was "second in command" I guess, so am I head counselor..?" he asked warily, watching his sibling, Corey, nod. "Alright. Well, you all should get off to training. I'm going to unpack and then go talk to Chiron, alright?"
As his siblings finally trickled out of the cabin, Lincoln collected his things and his thoughts. He pulled his guitar case up onto his bunk, sliding his suitcase under his bed. Adjusting his black jacked, he ran his hand through his mocha colored hair. He was nervous about talking to the centaur. What would happen if he was assigned a quest to go find this guy? Lincoln took another deep breath and walked out the door of the cabin. Now, this boy didn't really feel at home in the dark cabin, but he knew his siblings were nicer than what they let on to be. He shoved his hands into his pockets as he walked, seeing the centaur up ahead. "Chiron!" Lincoln raised his hand and waved quickly, jogging over and smiling. As he got over, he noticed an extremely attractive girl beside him. Of course, his instant instinct was to flirt, but he had more important issues to deal with. It killed him to think that, but as soon as he saw Chirons expression, he knew it wasn't good. "Declan? Do you have any idea where my god damn brother is?" Of course Lincoln was upset about the whole issue. "Levi told me you contacted Ares about it, but my good for nothing dad didn't care?" thunder rumbled off in the distance and Lincoln knew he made a mistake, but he didn't care. "Lincoln, you know very well it's rude to insult the gods, even if it is your own father," Chiron chided gently. "But, you're correct. Declan is missing. And there's a prophecy, including you and this young girl. Lincoln, meet Winifred Abel, daughter of Aphrodite," The centaur motioned to the beauty beside him. Immediately, he looked over at Winnie and smiled a bit. "Winnie, this is Licoln Tesche, son of Ares," the boy nodded a small hello, scanning her slightly. She certainly looked the part of being Aphrodite's daughter.
"Nice to meet you, Winnie," he grinned, sticking out his hand, in hopes she'd shake it. "Chiron, what's this prophecy..?" he asked softly. "Well, you see.. Basically it explains that the War gods son and a dove will rescue a missing camper. As I believe, talking with Rachel, this means you and Winifred here," he explained, slightly worried. He didn't understand why his mentor was acting so fritzy, but he was willing to accept the role. "Alright. Any clue where he would be?" he asked softly. "California. That's all that it really mentioned." Chiron nodded and crossed his arms. Not only was Lincoln finally arriving to camp for the summer, he was getting a quest with the daughter of Aphrodite. Hopefully this summer would turn out decent. He couldn't help but chuckle as he looked over at the girl.
"Alright darling, maybe you should get to know me a little before we start our quest?" he chuckled and gave her a small wink. "Kidding, my dear. But I do make mean cupcakes. Anyways, we should go pack for the quest. Chiron, we'll meet you at the big house at sundown- we'll start tonight and then get a head start. I don't want Declan waiting any longer than he has too." With that, he gave a nod and walked off, heading back to his cabin.
◆ Do you have any ideas? If so, name them here: they'll flow as soon as we start c:
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Sept 28, 2017 15:23:03 GMT -5
Welcome Fea & Crossie.
I think so far the flooding idea has been brought up twice. So we could go with that. Leafbare being horrid, frozen and harsh with little to no prey, then when the ice and snow melts, along with the newleaf rains, the lake floods and causes the cats to leave. Perhaps it was a flash flood, causing so many casualties and some cats are unknown but assumed dead.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2017 15:25:30 GMT -5
That could work really well.
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Sept 28, 2017 15:32:11 GMT -5
Perhaps some of the cats of higher rankings are missing? We could have a subplot where some cats find out about the trail and are journeying to the Clans.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2017 15:34:50 GMT -5
Ooooh that would be cool
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Sept 28, 2017 15:48:34 GMT -5
Cats from the Clans and maybe some loners who would like to join?
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Sept 28, 2017 16:08:09 GMT -5
Should we discuss ideas about territory?
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2017 16:24:20 GMT -5
Ack, sorry for my poof I got distracted.
I think we discuss idea's for the territory
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2017 16:45:25 GMT -5
Hmm, I like the idea of WindClan having hills and stuff.
Awww butter cups, dinner is done I shall be back in an hour or two.
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Sept 28, 2017 16:48:59 GMT -5
I'm personally not a fan of marshlands, but it isn't my Clan. I kinda pictured them in a somewhat bowl-shaped river valley with WindClan kinda up on them, making the territory a bit rocky and grassy, but flat enough that they can run how they please. ShadowClan could be in a part of the forest where there are a bit more pines and other coniferous trees. ThunderClan would just be in a thick forest-y area.
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Post by Frostbite on Sept 28, 2017 16:50:38 GMT -5
Okay... I respect your decision, but I just wanted to let you know I did not want to be a staff member. I just want to be in a role-play, do you have suggestions for any others?
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Sept 28, 2017 16:53:06 GMT -5
Unfortunately, I do not. The ones I have been eyeing have been closed off for now.
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Sept 28, 2017 17:04:41 GMT -5
Would it be their camp or territory?
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Sept 28, 2017 17:09:47 GMT -5
How small would it be? Perhaps there could be some territory they fight over with another Clan?
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Post by ʀᴀɪɴʟᴇᴀғ 🍁 on Sept 28, 2017 17:21:22 GMT -5
I'm just curious because the territories would need to be reasonably sized when the Clans build up their numbers again.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2017 18:15:13 GMT -5
Hm, so maybe like an average sized island to where it's big enough for them to build back their numbers?
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