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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 28, 2017 1:40:10 GMT -5
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I’d be up for that, which one of yours do you wanna use?
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Post by Headphone Actor on Nov 28, 2017 2:21:52 GMT -5
[No problem, lol, it's good that you placed him right there. It gave me a reason to think of why he would be there, haha. Also, first posts in the rp and Doveheart is already super relatable. Her thoughts about the sun are basically me when I go to bed in the morning.  ]
[Also, here, have some free background music I imagine for this encounter, haha. ]Iceclaw --> Doveheart { brambleflight } || RoseClan Camp
Iceclaw had just left the warrior's den himself, his snowy fur still mussed from sleep. When Doveheart stumbled into him, the young tom was jarred from his sleepy state, and he whirled around to see who had the misfortune of bumping into him so early in the morning. His reaction was quick, due to his surprise, so he sort of caught the grey she-cat's words the first time. However, he had missed part of it, and he blinked hard, twice, to clear the sleep from his eyes.
When she repeated herself, however, he watched her muzzle carefully, his startlingly blue eyes locked on her words. He nodded once and shifted a little to the side, out of her path, before he looked directly at the she-cat once more and spoke.
"I am sorry about that. The sun was warm here."
His voice was careful, deep and slightly flat, as if he couldn't tone his words like normal, but his words were clear, as if he were paying special attention to when his words cut off. Even though his voice seemed a little monotone, his eyes were warm, and slightly apologetic, and he gave his fellow warrior a friendly purr.
Iceclaw happened to love warmth, and could often be seen actively seeking out patches of sun to lie in whenever he wasn't doing his duties. Even if his pelt seemed more suited for the dead of leafbare, he was a sucker for the newleaf sun, warming him on a chilly morning.
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Post by Headphone Actor on Nov 28, 2017 2:29:08 GMT -5
[Also, sorry for how long it took me to post! I was kind of...researching about how fully deaf people sounded when they spoke, and how they learned to speak without auditory cues. I want to play Iceclaw correctly, so I'm going whole-hog into looking into the matter.]
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 28, 2017 2:32:33 GMT -5
It makes me happy to know you're researching all that quq
It was my idea for Ice to be deaf and I'm so excited to see how he grows as a character <3
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Post by Headphone Actor on Nov 28, 2017 2:46:27 GMT -5
It makes me happy to know you're researching all that quq It was my idea for Ice to be deaf and I'm so excited to see how he grows as a character <3 [It made me happy to see Ice here in the first place, so thank you for suggesting him. While his situation is different from mine - he's totally deaf, and was born without any connecting auditory nerves, while I was just born with smaller ear canals and partial hearing problems - I knew from the second I saw him that I had to rp him. I grew up being hard of hearing, so seeing any sort of hearing-impaired characters makes me happy. It's really rare to see deaf cats on WFC. So naturally, after Ross said I could have him, I went to work researching, because I wasn't sure about how fully deaf people learned how to speak, or how they sounded when they did. I had the benefit of auditory cues and feedback growing up, and Iceclaw didn't, so it's going to be interesting, rping how he handles these sort of obstacles as a warrior.] |
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Post by Headphone Actor on Nov 28, 2017 4:12:06 GMT -5
[It's fine, haha!]
[And honestly, I use the Fire Emblem soundtracks for everything when I'm writing. They're perfect for almost every situation.]
[Doveheart is a very relatable grouch. #meirl I'm glad you're enjoying Iceclaw so far though!]
Iceclaw --> Doveheart { brambleflight } || RoseClan Camp
"Maybe. But it was the closest." Iceclaw wasn't particularly a fan of mornings, even if he loved the sun, and in the chilly dawn air, he had found it in his best interest to grab a bite to eat and hunker down in the closest patch of warmth he could find. However, the pale tom realized this made him sound rather lazy, and Doveheart would see the young warrior flatten his ears sheepishly.
At her next question, he was distracted from his embarrassment. "Not very sure about that. There are only a few cats around camp." He informed her. Or at least, only a few cats he had noticed. His eyes had been closed while he drowsed in his sunny spot, and he wasn't aware of any of the regular scuffles and mumblings of clan life around him in the morning. Now that this was brought to his attention, he raised his head to scan the camp, indeed only seeing a few warriors around. Despite this, he decided to make sure. "Were there many warriors in the den when you woke up?" That was a sure solution to their question - if there were few warriors in the camp itself, and few warriors in the den, then everyone was up hunting and patrolling. If there were few warriors in the camp, and they were all in the den, then they were still early yet.
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Post by Headphone Actor on Nov 28, 2017 5:04:32 GMT -5
[I'd definitely recommend it! It's really nice! As you've heard, haha, they even have soundtracks for lighter moments, despite a lot of heavier moments and fights being in the game.]
Iceclaw --> Doveheart { brambleflight } || RoseClan Camp
Iceclaw's embarrassment stemmed from being caught sleeping in the middle of camp, honestly. The white-furred tom was often up and about, once he left the warrior's den, for a large portion of the day. He might not have been a morning cat, but he generally forced himself to stay awake during the ever-dreaded dawn patrol.
It took a moment for Iceclaw to catch what she said, due to the speed of her speech. However, he grasped the gist of it, and his whiskers twitched in amusement. He couldn't blame her for not really paying attention to the number of cats in the den when she woke up.
"We could go hunting. I found a nice field the other day. No trees around it." Trees were Iceclaw's least favorite thing in nature, if anyone ever asked him. It was doubtful that this was ever asked, since it was kind of a weird question, but if it was, he'd have a very sure response. Fallen branches were his worst nemesis, and if he could spend all day fishing or chasing rabbits, he definitely would. In fact, whenever he went hunting, rivers and open fields were often his preference. Less margin for error, that way. One misstep and he could crack a twig or rustle a leaf. As far as he could tell, fish couldn't hear.
Of course, he'd hunt in the forest if a hunting patrol led there, but if he had a choice, the wary tom would almost always choose otherwise.
"If the field is okay with you, anyway."
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 28, 2017 11:28:43 GMT -5
iceclaw is so cute tbh
i was going to make a character see only in the gray scale so he’d be colorblinit was either nettlestep or mintkit but idk
I feel like making mintkit colorblind just because it’d be a funny thing to roleplay?? In my eyes tbh |
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 28, 2017 12:08:00 GMT -5
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Morning everyone!
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 28, 2017 12:38:34 GMT -5
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 28, 2017 12:50:43 GMT -5
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Morning Ross! How’re you?
Idk if anyone will wanna roleplay, but here are some starters for my characters.
Fennelwhisker.
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Fennelwhisker took a few steps back, eyes narrowing in on the small, scrappy, unexpecting vole. Hideous thing, really. Fennelwhisker was glad she wasn’t one of those. For both the fact it was gross looking, and most likely never made it to an old age due to constantly being picked off by predators, like badgers, foxes, cats, especially cats. It was almost sad when she thought about it. Poor little creature didn’t even know it was about to die.
Fennelwhisker tilted her head to the side a little. Did it have a family? A loved one? Would it’s family mourn the death of this poor and ugly little vole once she had killed it?
Ugh, Fennelwhisker, you need to stop or else it’ll get away and your family will go hungry, stop feeling bad for the prey.
Right, right, of course. Fennelwhisker gave her head a small shake, clearing it of those pesky little thoughts of actual worry for the vole’s family, which at this point she was just assuming it had, hopefully they wouldn’t feel too bad that this one had to die.
So, with a leap, Fennelwhisker jumped out of her hiding spot and reached for the vole. Sadly it had seen her coming and began running away as fast as it’s small, ugly little feet could carry it. That definitely was one thing. Voles had very ugly feet, the kind of feet you didn’t want to eat because they were so ugly.
Fennelwhisker, focus.
The shecat quickly gave chase, practically right on the vole’s tail, there was no way it was getting away, it didn’t even have anywhere to go. So it wasn’t long before she had caught up to it and trapped it with her claws. She let out a sigh and looked down at the trapped, squealing vole. “Poor thing, you really don’t deserve this...but feeding the clan has to come first, I hope you understand,” she told it apologetically.
Then, with a quick sigh, she leaned down to give it the killing bite, it falling limp in her mouth. Poor ugly little thing. Now Fennelwhisker really hoped it didn’t have a family.
She got up, glancing around for a moment, as if deciding if she should continue to hunt. However after the debacle with the vole and it’s imaginary family that she had created for it, Fennelwhisker just wasn’t sure if she was ready to kill another thing. So instead, she decided to just head back to camp. It wasn’t a long walk back, she had only left a little while ago, and hadn’t gone far.
Once she did get back to camp, Fennelwhisker padded right over to the rest of the fresh kill and gingerly dropped her vole down on it. She looked down at it for a moment, bringing her white paw up to place upon the ragged pelt of the vole. “Your sacrifice means a lot, little vole,” she whispered to it, which might have seemed a little weird or useless, but it made her feel better about the whole killing it so they could eat thing.
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 28, 2017 12:55:33 GMT -5
im okay- in school sadly.
And my throat is sore.
But in about five minutes is lunch time so c’:
And then I’ve two more classes and I’m outta here for the day.
I also have an EVM tonight, so I most likely won’t be on to roleplay. |
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 28, 2017 12:57:11 GMT -5
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Sorry about your sore throat, that’s never fun, and alright about the roleplay thing, I’m just trying to get in starters/replies everywhere now, so I can focus on the comic I’m supposed to be drawing.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 28, 2017 12:58:46 GMT -5
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Speaking of which, here’s a starter for Tansykit.
Actually, before I start on that, would it be okay if I had Tansykit be the runt of the litter?
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Post by -` gumi ´- .✫ 🐾 on Nov 28, 2017 12:59:16 GMT -5
ah no problem~ sounds fun.
I really need to get in replies, yikes.
And yes- I can even add it to the front when I’m on a laptop. |
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 28, 2017 13:03:21 GMT -5
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Eh, not really, actually pretty stressful, but y’know, it’s gotta be done.
Thanks! Okay, now I can get a starter up for Tansy.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 28, 2017 13:16:50 GMT -5
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Starter for Tansykit.
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Tansykit poked his small head out from the nursery, pawing at the ground almost nervously. The tom watched as warriors and apprentices moved about the camp, all so big and sure of themselves. It must be nice. ”You can do this, Tansykit,” he told himself, and with a determined look in his eyes, he padded out of the nursery, alone, and clearly unsure. It wasn’t like he made a habit of leaving without his siblings or mother, or the other kits, with him.
But he had something to prove today, and that was that he, Tansykit, soon to one day be Tansystar, of RoseClan, was brave.
Anyways, that’s at least what he thought.
The kit puffed out his chest proudly, already feeling a bit more confident in himself. So, with a small nod of his head, as if to somewhat prove even further that he could do this just as much as anyone else, Tansykit began to walk towards the fresh kill pile, head held up, tail out, and a confident energy around him. Warriors watched in respect for the young mighty warrior, while apprentices watched and yearned to be as brave as he.
Or if we were to go with reality, his little walk to the fresh kill pile, would look a little something more like this:
Tansykit looked around nervously as he took slow paw steps closer, tail lashing about something fierce behind him as if expecting an attack from a hawk that would swoop in and gobble him up. No warriors or apprentices watched in awe, in fact, Tansykit wasn’t drawing any real attention to himself, and definitely nowhere near the level he liked to think.
It took him awhile, but the tiny kit did make it to the fresh kill pile, and with a determined stare, went to grab something from it. A snack for his mother, brought to her by the fiercest warrior of all.
Though, if he had thought this through, Tansykit would have realized he should have taken something from the top and not the middle of the pile, but as it turned out, Tansykit had not thought things through, and instead reached for a mouse that was tucked into the middle. Which, he did end up pulling out, and for a split second, he felt rather victorious, pelt heating up with pride.
That all came to a very sudden halt when the top half of the pile began to fall on top of him, and the poor kit let out a scream of utter terror as he was burried alive in a mountain of prey....well actually, it was like, one mouse and a little bird. But you know, mountain, a mouse and a small bird, same thing, right?
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 28, 2017 13:21:20 GMT -5
Ahhhh tansy<3
I'll reply to him with Ruemamma when I get the chance if you'd like c:
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 28, 2017 13:23:17 GMT -5
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Sure Feather! I totally had a different plan for Tansykit, but then I started writing and he kinda took over and wrote himself, so here we are.
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 28, 2017 13:25:38 GMT -5
That happens to me all the time xD
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 28, 2017 13:27:18 GMT -5
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Same, it’s part of the reason I don’t like writing up forms, because then I have to come up with a personality for them on the spot and they don’t do as much writing themselves, I guess.
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 28, 2017 13:28:59 GMT -5
Ohhh yeah that makes sense
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 28, 2017 13:36:07 GMT -5
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Yeah, my favorite characters are the ones I just kinda let write themselves and they end up nothing like I intended but they’re great anyways, y’know?
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 28, 2017 13:44:32 GMT -5
Yeah<3
I usually kinda know the personality of my characters when I make them, but as they develop they grow into totally new cats and it's just a lot of fun ;v;
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Post by ♡ Bun ♡ on Nov 28, 2017 13:45:23 GMT -5
>> Ooc <<
Hey giys >> RP << |
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Post by Feathertalon on Nov 28, 2017 13:46:22 GMT -5
Hiya c:
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Nov 28, 2017 13:46:42 GMT -5
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It is! And it’s been fun to do that with my kitty characters because it’s different than OTRP in so many ways, it’s really fun.
Hi Milk!
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