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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 13:20:34 GMT -5
Directory Post 1 ;; Directory
Post 2 ;; Introduction & History
Post 3 ;; Rules & Joining
Post 4 ;; About & Members
Post 5 ;; Territory & Maps
Post 6 ;; Allegiances: Rogues
Post 7 ;; Allegiances: Loners
Post 8 ;; Allegiances: House Cats
Post 9 ;; Extras: Relationships, Living Situations & Plot
Post 10 ;; Credit
Post 11 & 12 ;; Save |
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 13:23:37 GMT -5
Introduction You are dying. Stomach rumbling, throat dry from dehydration, fleas itching at your spine and knats in your eyes, you stumble down an alley way. Death is coming, of that you are sure. You have lived a harsh life, a rogue's life, and finally it is done. Collapsing behind a dumpster, you close your eyes slip into sleep. Not long after, however, you hear voices. "Is it.. dead?" "How am I supposed to know?" "We should go" "No, look! They're waking up!" Hazily, your eyes open and you peer into two pairs of green eyes. The two tabbies, one orange and one grey, also had a rough appearance but both were healthier than anyone you've seen in a while. "Who are you?" One of them asked, quite rudely. You blink and open to speak but only a harsh cough escapes. "Goose, they must be thirsty!" the other hissed and went to fetch what looked like... a sponge? Regardless when the grey tabby drops the wet sponge in front of you, you gladly lap at the moisture. Throat soothed, you start to explain your situation. They listen quietly, occasionally nodding and glancing at one another. "Well, if you've got nowhere to go, there are a few glarings you can join up with. Ours is one of them, we have another cat with us but she's out hunting right now." You nod swiftly, not giving them time to back out on their offer. And that is how you joined a rogue glaring. You are tired. You've spent all day defending your little corner of the city. It's a small alley, nothing big, nothing special. It has a dumpster, a few trashcans and a cardboard box pile you call home. Chewing on a fish bone, you have little patience to deal with any more disturbances. But you can hear the loud, rambuncious voices of the house cats in the apartment building nextdoor. Groaning, you stick your head out of your box and yell up at them, demanding their silence. You got it for a few moments, which was delightfully peaceful, before you could hear them snickering away. Glaring at them, teeth bared in a snarl, you were tempted to give them a piece of your mind– and take their tails as trophies when you finished wiping the floor with their floofy bodies. In the end, you decide against it. You need your rest for the fights of tomorrow. You are a loner, and you wish you had a safe place that didn't require so much defending. You were born in a house, you were raised in a house, and now you have one of your own. You live in a quaint home with a small garden out the back and the houses next door are much the same. You have a neighbor, who is a pleasant cat, on one side and on the other you have a rude dog who barks at all hours of the day. You are happy, you have friends, you are pleased with your simple life. You always have food, you always have a place to sleep, you are safe, you are content, you are.. bored. You know some rogues, some are pleasant and you know of the rude and secular loners who are more likely to box your ears than speak to you plainly. You know that life for them is hard. You have known cats in fall and by spring they are no where to be found, presumed dead. Yet, you yearn for what they have– freedom. Excitement. No day is like the last. Despite the danger, you think it is almost worth it. History A decently sized city right on the coast, on a bay. The water is filthy, the streets are in decent but not the best repair. There are lovely neighborhoods outside the city, with proper gardens and what not. Then the quality of homes decreases the closer one gets to the city, the inner city being mostly apartment style housing, stores and alleys. The docks are well taken care of, there is a fish market. Stray pets are everywhere. It is not unusual for a house pet or two to go missing and never be found again, or for a home to suddenly have a litter of puppies or kittens. Life here for stray cats is very difficult. Each day, the world gets a little more dangerous– poison, bad water, spoiled food, monsters, two legged cat-snatchers, other cats, dogs; the list goes on. The three factions have long since been divided, most fervently. Loners are aggressive in protecting their territories, even kicking out their own young when the kittens get too old. Rogues are surprisingly more inclusive, more open to larger groups and socialization. House cats are pampered and often ignored or belittled by the cats of the streets, what's worse is when a rogue or loner decides to actively heckle and agitate the healthy pets.There are spaces of mutual safety, of neutrality. This does not extend to the rest of the city. It's a jungle out there and "I don't know where I'm going from here, but I promise it won't be boring." -David Bowie |
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 13:39:32 GMT -5
Rules This is a literate roleplay, please type 4 or more sentences per post. I understand if you’re having some trouble finding a substantial response, and you’re not going to be banned just because you typed 3 sentences in one post. If, however, I notice consistent grammar/spelling errors, one-liners, or uninteresting/un-descriptive posts, rule #7 will come into play (this includes text speak in the role-play). Also, I cannot stress enough the need for your posts to be actual sentences. If you are an advanced role-player, you probably know what I'm talking about. Don't narrate your cat's movements like this: *walks over to bush* "There is a mouse in here" I say. (end example). It's incredibly confusing and rather unnecessary. No first person either, sorry.
Please be on at least once every week to roleplay. That means at least two, decent-sized paragraphs of roleplaying. I understand if the person you responded to doesn’t answer, in which case we will speak with them and you won't be punished. As for people playing the high-ranking positions (leader, deputy, med cat, apprentice med cat), they must post at least five roleplaying posts each week. If they fail to do so, their cat will become a warrior and their place will be put up for claim, except for medicine cat, which will be taken by the apprentice. You have can regain your position only once. Exceptions will be made when necessary.
Mentors must have at least one training session with their apprentices each week. If they fail to do so, their apprentice will be given to another warrior. All mentors and high-ranking position roleplayers should have a backup roleplayer for their cats when they are on an excused absence. I will roleplay or elect a substitute for your cat if you do not have a backup, so don’t ask me to be your backup please.
Perfect characters, Mary-sues, Gary-stues, all forbidden. Imperfection is perfection, and it brings a depth to the roleplay. Also, big paws cannot be your only flaw. I personally tend to feel drawn to the characters who have some major flaws anyway, as it gives room for more growth in the roleplay. No godmodding or powerplaying either, it’s honestly the most annoying thing you could do.
This is re-stated in the joining form, but I’ll say it here too. For every two cats of one gender, you have to make another of the opposite. If you are joining with one cat, this doesn’t apply to you. But here’s an example: She-cat, she-cat, tom= good; She-cat, she-cat= bad; she-cat, tom=good; etc. Also, keep an eye on the allegiances. Too many house cats is no bueno. Most of the cats will be rogues or loners.
Please, please, please keep this PG 13. No one needs the dirty details of romance or fighting, so don’t try to share them. “The grass was stained dark red from the blood of the battle.” Is okay. We don’t need to know exactly how much blood there was. I am leader of the roleplay. If, by some stroke of luck, this lasts long enough for my leader to die and your deputy to replace them, I’m still in charge of the roleplay. The rp will remain on this page for as long as it exists. Since the deputy will be chosen in the roleplay though, it is likely that the new leader will be a co-owner by then. If there is romance or even a past of romance, it MUST BE CONSENSUAL. I understand bad things happen, more than most. But I do not want to make any other rper uncomfortable. PM me if you want to ask about specific situations.
As far as drama and plots go, don’t start any major ones of your own. The major plots will be discussed in-depth with everyone in the clan, and planned out carefully so that everyone has a part to play. Feel free to have your own love triangle, or have your cat get sick. But epidemics, dangerous storms (rain isn’t dangerous in small amounts), fires, etc will be started by me. By the way, our definition of an epidemic will be over 3 cats ill with the same sickness within a quarter moon of one another. Prophecies will be received by the medicine cat, unless we plan it so that someone else receives it. The prophecies must be okayed by me before they are put into action.
You are allowed to say no to an idea for a plot. If you don’t support it, you don’t have to pretend. At the same time, you still have to follow rule 10 when refusing an idea, don’t be disrespectful. If someone refuses your idea, you can try to reach a compromise. Eventually though, I may have to ask you to abandon the idea, or find someone else to roleplay it with. We don’t need three pages of chatting about an idea.
Follow Forum Rules and Ghost Rules. Respect one another as equal humans at all times. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, but as a rule, you cannot discuss controversial topics on this page. I love a good, intelligent debate like anyone else, but this is not a discussion page, and I really don’t want to offend, anger, or hurt anyone. It all comes down to having a good time, and we don’t want to ruin that for anyone.
I will give you up four warnings before you are banned, depending on the rule and how it was broken. Your cats will be put up for claim for two weeks. If they are not claimed then they will die (probably from an illness). Their deaths will not be roleplayed. There are some cases where I might suspend you for a period of time rather than ban you permanently
You may not join with a kit. Litters must be okayed by me before they are set into action. You can decide how many kits are in your litter, but it must be under 6. If you want to have 6 or more, you must ask me first. The roleplayers of the parents get first pick, but each person can only roleplay up to three kits in one litter, including the roleplayers of the parents. Also, the same gender rule applies in litters: for every two of one gender, you must have one of the other. Do not start off with a queen either. Those who start with kittens/queens have earned it through helping with the creation of the rp or me observing their rp skills in other rps.
You cannot roleplay the mate of your own cat, simply because romance brings another level of excitement into the roleplay. If you want, you can roleplay your cat’s ex-mate or something of the sort, but make sure you stay within the lines of rule 10. Romances must be a minimum of 18 moons. Crushes are fine at any age but if you plan on mates then I prefer the cats to be 20 moons, 18 moons is a stretch for a "long engagement" scenario. KITS ARE ONLY ALLOWED TO CATS 24 MOONS AND OLDER.
No behavior without cause. That means that yes, you can have “evil” characters. In fact, I like a few trouble-makers in the roleplay, it brings some excitement. But keep in mind everyone has a reason they are evil. You can’t have an ex-mate come and attack your cat just because they want them back. And don’t throw the Ashfur thing at me. Don’t even get me started on the warrior villains. They should not be your example. Except maybe Sol. Sol had a solid background, if a bit whiny.
Be realistic.
If we arrange a small border skirmish with some rogues, we will select the cats who will be in the skirmish. Don’t have your cat running around from place to place like a teleporter. If a violent event of some kind breaks out and it wasn’t in the main plot, you need to ask to join in. It is so annoying when there’s a fight breaking out at a border and a cat in the camp is like *hears sound of battle and runs*. DO NOT DO THIS. If someone jumps into your side roleplay without asking, you can feel free to ask them to stay out. A peaceful reply could be something like, “Sorry, but this is kind of a side plot for me and ____, and we kind of just wanted to keep it to ourselves for now.” If you want, you can copy&paste that xD
This is a clan-forming roleplay. That means your cat does not know how a clan would function- it has never experienced it. That being said, everyone can feel free to express their own opinion of how the clan should work through their cats. The beauty of role-plays like this is it doesn't have to work the way everyone is used to. So feel free to express your own ideas, by all means, but you also have to make sure your cat doesn't know things it has no way of knowing, (ex: Clawtail looked up in inspiration, his dream must have been a sign. "I should be the medicine cat! The cat that heals everyone!"). This displayed two things you shouldn't do, besides the boring name xD. First, StarClan doesn't exist, and cats don't receive messages from them in their dreams or in real life. Second, the cat shouldn't know what a medicine cat is. Get it.
Have fun! We aren't here to fight the whole time in the role-play, so feel free to have some humor or goofing around. As long as the rules are followed, you can chat as well as role-play and form relationships both ways. Joining Essentially, if you make two female characters, you must make a male as well. Also, the ratio for each faction is 2 rogues for every 1 house cat. If you only intend on making 2 cats then the exception is you may have 1 rogue/loner and 1 house cat but never 2 house cats at one time. This is to ensure that the house cat number is low enough for the journey. Please copy&paste this form and fill it out to the best of your ability. If you have questions, please ask!
**A 'glaring' is what a group of cats is called**
Character Name ⎮ Age in Moons ⎮ Gender (Male or Female)
Description ;; 3-6 lines of what your cat looks like. Nothing "fantastical" or unrealistic, please.
Personality ;; 3-6 lines of personality. I want two "good" traits and two "fatal flaws."
Faction ;; What faction? [House Cat/Rogue/Loner] If they are a House Cat, which neighborhood? Rogue? What part of the city do they usually roam around? Loner? Where is their little patch of safety? Look at the map and locations for help.
Companions ;; Is your cat interested in being a part of a small 'glaring' before the actual journey takes place [ rogues and loners only ]? Are they willing to have multiple cats in one house [ house cats only ]?
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 14:11:10 GMT -5
About The Glaring Journey is a semi-literate to literate rouge roleplay, which follows the journey of a group of cats traveling to find a new home. This group of cats consist of three main factions, rouges loners, and house cats. The rouges normally travel in smaller groups, that mainly consist of family members, or just strangers looking for safety. The rouges move place to place, never residing in one specific territory for long periods of time. The second faction of cats are loners. Loners tend to live on their own, and claim one specific territory to make their home. Most loners are often territorial, and chase away any cats attempting to set foot near their land. By many house cats, loners are stereotyped to be the most aggressive, often attacking unprovoked. The last faction are house cats. House cats, or kittypets, stay within the safe grounds of their backyard, not usually venturing out into the city. This faction is mocked by many, labeling the house cats as "weak" In many cases this is not true, and these house cats are skilled at fighting and hunting
These three factions of cats must join together as one, and begin their journey for a new home. There will be many obstacles along the way, and not every cat is strong enough to make it. Follow these cats as they embark on the journey of a lifetime, follow them on The Glaring Journey. Members Redheart of RiverClan | Leader | Giovanni, Rabbit, Rosina, Chester and Susanna. Nebulae | Admin | Red, Trace and Cosmo. Blazeheart<3 | Member | Ebon, Dove, Ellis and Blaze. ღ ιcєƒιяє ღ | Member | Mitzi ➳ ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀʟʏɴx | Member | Alix --Sуℓνєση-- | Member | Luna ReallyUsefulEngine | Member | Sky youcancallmeal | Member | Pollo Maplestone360 | Member | Larkspur Snakefang | Member | Flint » noble | Member | Alou (Alouette) and Rus Work in Progress ;; Do not Post ;; Work in Progress ;; Do not Post ;; Work in Progress ;; |
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 14:32:36 GMT -5
Starting Territory Maplewood Park – A decent sized park, mostly woods with a small field where children's play equipment can be found.
Seashore Square – A court/cul de sac where four houses sit. The most wealthy house cats reside in these houses. [ 1-2 adult cats per house. Must have even numbers, 1 male for every female. ]
Abandoned Twoleg Nest – A safe haven/meeting place for the strays. No one may stay there for more than 3 nights. No one is allowed to reside there permanently.
Cutthroat Corner – An alley that is known for it's bloody history. Bad things happened here, horrible things.
Anchor's Alley – An alley by the harbor, between the Fish Market and a general store. Has one of the few constant food sources in the city.
Knockturn Harbor – The harbor. Home to many strays. Within the harbor there are the Docks which houses eight boats and each boat can have 1-2 cats. Then there is the Fish Market, the General Store which has one cat to chase away mice, the Sewers, the Shore, and the Pier.
Lake Lane – A neighborhood full of house cats and dogs. Not as well-to-do as Seashore Square but definitely nicer than the inner city.
Apple Avenue – Another neighborhood full of cats and dogs. The lowest category of housing for house cats.
Inner City – Just high rises, empty construction lots and alleys. Little food except for rats and crowfood. Not exactly the safest place to be due to cat-snatchers and stray dogs being abundant.
Storm's Shallows – An empty lot with a few trees and a lot of tall grass by Knockturn Harbor. Home of the loner Storm and his odd motley crew. Journey Locations Snapping Swamp – Large swamp located deep in the woods, surrounded by marshy ground with dangerous patches of quicksand. In fact, this whole area is very dangerous, as alligators lurk in the dark water, giving it the name. First thing the cats encounter before the mountains.
The Craggen Mountains – An enormous expanse of rocky terrain, monstrous in size, that spans as far as the eyes can see. Within the mountains are glaciers, sheer drops, unsteady ground and rockslides.
Frozen Valley and the Lake of Lies – Just after the mountains, there is a small, beautiful valley, with picturesque trees and beautiful flat meadows surrounding a flat, shining lake. Upon closer inspection though, the area reveals itself to be far more dangerous than anticipated. Devoid of life, the lake is actually a salt plain, the forest is petrified dead wood, and the "field" is sand and dead desert grass. Nothing but crows, but even the crows are scarce. The water of the lake is almost completely clear, but there is absolutely no life in it, not even algae. After drinking, it is revealed to be an acid lake and consuming the water causes extreme stomach problems and in severe cases, death. Stepping in it causes burns.
Forest of Squirrel-Bats – Basically, just a forest mostly inhabited by flying squirrels. The trees are enormous, the trunks thicker than any other trees previously seen although for the most part they are hollow. Water runs inside the trees and underground but no river, stream, or pond is seen. Considered somewhat habitable although food is very difficult to catch and water is extremely hard to find despite the forest being very green.
Cave of Stars – At the base of the mountains, surrounded by a heavily forested pine area, there is a cave in a pile of rocks. Inside the cave, there is a tunnel, which leads to a cavern. There is so little light that reaches the cave, that it is always dark, the only light being the sparkles bouncing off the crystals in the ceiling and walls. Staying here for extended periods of time causes blindness. Final Territory The Forest – A mix of deciduous and pine trees, depending on where you are. The northern section of the forest tends to be pine and less undergrowth, versus the southern section, closer to the lake, where undergrowth is thick and trees will lose their leaves. Very plentiful with birds, mice, vole and squirrels. Fish can be found in the lake, rabbits in the fields of the west.
The Gorge – The most northern border. It looks like a giant took it's claws and raked it through the earth, tearing it asunder. The river flows from the north through the gorge and curves east only to split and flow into the lake via a waterfall.
The River – Flowing from the Gorge, where the water swirls and will drag you under should you fall in. When it steadies out, leavin the gorge, it is smooth although still quick moving. Those who can swim well will have little trouble navigating. It flows eastward and the main river splits into two, the smaller branch flowing down into the lake, over a waterfall.
The Lake – a large body of water filled with fish, if one can catch it. Heavy rainfall causes the river and the lake to swell and flood the nearby areas.
Forest of Squirrel-Bats - Basically, just a forest mostly inhabited by flying squirrels. The most southern border and where apprentices have their assignments.
The Hollow - A sandy hollow by the lake shore, perfect for training apprentices. Maps Starting Territory Map 
Journey Map - X marks the spot. Green Circle is Starting Point. 
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 15:04:58 GMT -5
Giovanni ⎮ 29 Moons ⎮ Male Muscular dark brown tom with black classic-tabby markings. He has a nick in his right ear from battle and a scar on his left shoulder. His eyes are a dark yellow and he has a long, scrawny tail. Giovanni has very long, sharp sword-like claws, which are his main weapon in battle (he hates biting). His whiskers are long and feather-like.
Giovanni is the first to stand up for himself and the last to accept defeat. He is clever and can easily learn how to manipulate other cats around him to his will, and knows about many secret tunnels and passageways throughout the city. However, he isn’t a nice cat. Every day, he finds a new naïve she-cat to prey upon. He will call this cat his mate and stay with her from one to three days. Once he’s gotten bored of her, he will silently leave in the night, leaving the she-cat sad and alone. Why does he do this? In addition to his father being killed by a she-cat, he does it because he loves the quick changes of pace, the battles over affair, and the adventurous lifestyle he leads. His logic is that if you love one she-cat, you must be mean to all the others, and he is just an abundant source of love according to his sources. He’s very good at using his claws and tends to be quite brave when confronted. He treats his servant, Rabbit, like dirt simply because it was what he was told to do- and given his lifestyle, he doesn’t have time to be kind.
Roams around Maplewood Park or Lake Lane. Former House Cat. Rabbit ⎮ 30 Moons ⎮ Male Small, dark brown spotted tabby. Very scrawny and bony and not very strong. He has yellow eyes and a short, stumpy tail that gives him his name. Underneath his spotted fur are plenty of bruises and gashes from attacks from other cats or his master.
Rabbit was born the only son in his five-kit litter. Since there was a family tradition where the sons would be ‘servants’ to other cats, he was trained by his father how to be a good servant and was then given to a young Giovanni when the two of them were only teenagers. Since then, Rabbit has been following Giovanni around and obeying almost every command of his. Rabbit has come out as a different cat from this. He is good at remembering, knows every passageway and tunnel in the city (as his master does) and has a better head on his shoulders than his master, but is greedy, a coward, and will betray anybody for his master. He longs to become a cat more like Giovanni, and wants to escape him- but he is very easily bribed. He is never prone to attack other cats and is the first one to critique Giovanni’s plans (usually he’ll straighten the plans out to help his master).
Roams around Maplewood Park or Lake Lane. Blaze ⎮ 24 Moons ⎮ Female Blaze is a fiery ginger she-cat, shining almost red in the sunlight. Her fur is mottled with various shades of ginger; ranging from dark fiery ginger to light ginger to a reddish ginger. She has tabby markings that are a slightly darker ginger than the rest of the colors in fur. She has a white fur underneath of her chin. She has honey-amber eyes. Blaze is a lithe-built she-cat with long legs which help her to be an exceptional hunter. She has a scar on her shoulder, a wound that she received outside of the city. She was attacked by a fox while she was exploring.
Blaze is an interesting character. She is friendly to most cats. Yet her determining factor is her headstrongness. Blaze will do what she wants to do and she is not good at taking orders from someone she doesn't respect. She has always been opinionated feline and normally doesn't have any problem telling cats what is on her mind. She is fiercely independent and sometimes her actions are questionable as she doesn't think anything through since she is always right in her mind. Blaze finds it hard to apologize for her faults. She does like to have fun and is surprisingly easy to get along with if her traits don't irritate you.
Lives near the General Store, likes to populate the rest of Knockturn Harbor and some days the Construction Zone. Ebon ⎮ 28 Moons ⎮ Male Ebon is a traditional tabby tom. His base coat is a silvery gray. His tabby stripes are thick and swirl into a spiral-target on his flanks. The top of his legs have thick stripes, yet they fade to gray by mid-leg. His chest is free of stripes and is a lighter gray. His eyes are light blue, almost gray shade in certain light. He is large tom, weighing roughly 14 pounds and tends to tower over most that he meets. Ebon has a few scars that are somewhat apparent on his body and he has a torn ear.
Ebon is a moderately friendly tom, he tries to be as companionable as he can stand to be yet he does prefer to quiet. He does enjoy being alone and has a habit of disappearing at odd times throughout the day. Ebon is an intelligent tom, he has an elastic memory which helps him excel as a fight and strategist. He is a loyal tom to his friends but unfortunately, also to his ideals. He can be stubborn and close-minded at times. As a fighter, Ebon does tend to get too involved in a battle. He is ruthless and he tries to keep it confined to just his fighting ability. He doesn't want to allow it be visible in his social life. This tom has a fear of losing loved ones after seeing his parents killed in front of him. It is one of his worst fears.
Lives in one of the boats of Knockturn Harbor. Alix ⎮ 18 Moons ⎮ Female Alix is quite the good looking she-cat. Her pelt is silver, with tabby stripes of ebony slicing through. Her eyes are an emerald green, which always hold a tough spark in them. The she-cat's build is rather slender and dainty, which she hates. Alix's pelt is quite silky and soft, and she doesn't really care if it's tamed or not. She is slightly shorter than the average she-cat.
Alix is definitely not the cat you would call 'soft'. The silver she-cat is very tough, and doesn't take trash from anyone. Born to a group of rouges, and running away due to them being rather rude and unlikeable cats who she didn't feel comfortable around, she doesn't really care about other cats too much. She is very sarcastic and like to make smart little comments whenever she crosses paths with other cats. She never hesitates to make sharp comments, and comes off as pretty brash and blunt. She is kind of weak physically, but refuses to admit it. She doesn't care for romance or kits and if you flirt with the pretty she-cat, you're asking for your ears to be bitten off.
Lives in Maplewood Park. Trace ⎮ 20 Moons ⎮ Male Trace is an average sized cat, and weighs in at 13 pounds. He is a purebred Bengal, and is built more for speed than strength. The tom has the usual bengal markings, but has an odd fully black paw. Trace has bright green eyes, which are usually the first thing cats notice about him. A black 'liner' goes around both of his eyes, making them even more defined. The tom has skinny legs, and has a very lithe body, looking more feminine than masculine. Trace doesn't mind this too much though, as it aids him greatly. An unusual thing about him are his whiskers. Twice the normal length, they often brush up against other cats and animals, which he can't control.
Trace is a flirt, and can be popular with the she cats because of his exotic appearance. The tom knows when to stop, and not take the flirting too far to have a shecat actually fall for him. He can be naive, and easily drawn into helping tje wrong cats. Trace is quite friendly and has good intentions, though he does what he can for himself. He is a quick thinker, and has more of a flight than fight response for dangerous situations. Trace can be called a coward, though labels dont affect him too much. He talks as if he was a fine aristocrat, as he escaped from his Twolegs at a young age.
Lives in Storm's Shallows Luna ⎮ 19 Moons ⎮ Female Luna is a large lithe fluffy black she-cat with her long feathery fur surrounding her. Her eyes are pale blue round orbs filled with wonder. Her long feathery is soft, although, it has a few tangles. Her left ear has been ripped with a few claw marks on her back. Her underbelly is white along with her chest and a little spot of white on her muzzle.
Luna is a quiet and reclusive to other cats. She rather keeps to herself and doesn't trust anyone, she doesn't partake in conversations and never wishes to do so. She's here to guard and protect others, but also not get attached to others. Luna has been abandoned throughout her life but, and it shaped her to never trust others. It left a bitter taste on her tongue, and she never allowed herself to partake in relationships in fear of being once again abandoned by those who she thought cared.
Lives in and around Maplewood Park. Sky ⎮ 8 Moons ⎮ Female Sky is a slenderly built young cat with a smoky, dark gray ( almost black ) pelt. Her paws, belly and chest are white, which gives the impression that she's been dipped in white paint. She has pale blue eyes almost the exact hue of the sky, hence her name.
Quiet, a little shy and dark as a shadow, Sky could easily be lost in a crowd- and she would be perfectly happy with that. She's a gentle, easygoing soul at heart and would much rather use word than claw in a fight, but if she has to fight she will never say no. Her real forte is hunting for prey and herbs, as her mother taught her some various healing herbs before she was killed during a storm when Sky was 6 moons old. She doesn't like to call attention to herself and prefers the company of cats who she really trusts. She can be quite brave if she puts her mind to it and surprises herself in that respect. She isn't scared very easily, but she's absolutely terrified of water and very uneasy during big thunderstorms.
Lives in Storm's Shallows. Pollo [ pronounced Pohyo ] ⎮ 22 Moons ⎮ Male Pollo is a stocky tom, who's a bit on the smaller side. He has creamy-peach colored fur along with white tabby markings along the undercoat on his back, along with his legs, belly, jaw and throat being white. He has broad shoulders and a short thick tail. Pollo's eyes are a large oval shape, and are bright amber in color. One of his most defining traits, other than his unique fur color, is the deep gash in his right ear. Pollo isn't sure how he got the wound, but remembers digging through a trash can when all of a sudden a twoleg stormed out of its den and a loud noise pierced the air. He blacked out, waking up the next day with the wound.
Pollo is a rather impatient tom, as he is often too hasty when hunting and can sometimes come back from an entire day of hunting with nothing to show for it. This being said, Pollo is a rather easy going tom and relatively easy to get along with. He is still a young tom and it his youth often shows in the some unflattering ways, he is ignorant on most some subjects and believes he's practically invincible. However if Pollo is one thing, he's easily adaptable to almost any circumstance, the tom is crafty and does a good job of 'thinking outside of the box' when it comes to fighting, patroling etc.
Lives close to the Construction Zone. Patrols all the way out to the Fish Market and the Pier. Flint ⎮ 25 Moons ⎮ Male Ginger tom with dark brown-amber eyes and very dark ginger stripes. He has quite a few small scars, all hidden by his rather thick fur. He's not very tall, more on the shorter side. His tail is a bit longer than usual.
Flint is quite hot-tempered, so much so that some cats joke that he was named for it. He loves being annoying and teasing others, so you could say he's quite the jokester and chatterbox. He's very ambitious and competitive so he tries to not let it control him. However, he's also very fierce and won't stand back if his allies are endangered, he'd fight for them.
Lives in Lake Lane. Rus ⎮ 23 moons ⎮ Male Thick fur coats this brutes slender frame. Matched with the silky feel and dense weight of the fur, every step creates a ripple of color along his pelt. Well-developed muscles emphasize his slender legs. A fine bone structure creates an illusion of added height and wider build about him, making his broad head seemingly proportional to the rest of his body. His back paws are ever-so-slightly darker than the rest of his body. His feathery tail is longer than most cats', and with a long streaming tail comes balance, giving him the capability of climbing great heights. Rus's head is slightly wedge-shaped, and broad. His almond-shaped eyes are a spitting image of burning
This brute sure does have character. He is quite a charmer when it comes to the opposite gender. Advanced and skillful with knowing how to deal with these delicate creatures that are yet to be called mysterious, cruel and kind-hearted. It seems that he was specially designed and put on earth to nurture and care for those complicated yet beautiful she-cats. He can be hostile and dangerous and I would advise you to back up and give him some space before he does something rash. He has no problem controlling his anger- well to a certain point. Rus has a short fuse and when lit the right way, trust me, this fuse is short when struck. This trait has gotten him into a lot of trouble and will continue to do so. Beside being generally cheery and happy and the rare shots of bitterness he does have a sensitive side. This, unlike the emotion before, is less easy to come out. It would take more than bad weather or a loss to bring a tear to his eye. And in no way am I going to say when he does become sad, that he wails and cries like a baby. Nope. In fact, he holds it in, and never lets it out. Guess that might lead to an early death for him? That’s about it for our dear friend Rus, his few settings and main train of thought, which is one. Must I say it or do you think you can figure it out on your own? You are correct, the she’s. I can only imagine what he will be like if he is ever to obtain a mate.
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 15:27:36 GMT -5
Red ⎮ 23 Moons ⎮ Female A ginger she-cat with a strong sturdy build. Weighing in at 18 pounds she's rather big for a female, though most of that weight is muscle. One of her most defining features are her eyes, which are a bright green color. Red's pelt is littered with scars, the result of being out in the streets for so long. One of her ears is shredded, only about half of it remaining. This sometimes hinders her, mostly whilst hunting. Her fur is quite short, and cropped close to the skin. red has a long, thin tail, which often drags behind her as she walks.
Red is a cruel and bloodthirsty cat, often killing for her own pleasure. Her past contributes to her personality, though is anyone cat asks, Red will surely claw their fur off. She can have a sense of humor, though it's mostly dry and sarcastic. Red always tries to take charge, as she views herself superior than others. Quite the narcissist, Red also believes that no cat can beat her in a fight, and will challenge any who disagree. She has decided to never take a mate, as she doesn't like other cats enough to stick around.
Lives in Cutthroat Alley. Susanna ⎮ 34 Moons ⎮ Female Dark orange she-cat with brown, broken-mackerel tabby markings and tabby ‘freckles’ on her face. She has orange eyes. She has claws that aren’t that long, but can easily be put to good use, and usually will slap other cats with her claws unsheathed as a weapon.
Susanna first met Rosina when Rosina was a helpless 2-moon-old kit in Cutthroat Corner. She, being six moons older, defended the kit and helped her return home. Since then, Susanna always hangs just by Seashore Square to chat with Rosina every night. While Rosina is calm like water, Susanna is fire. She is sharp-tongued and is rather merciless when it comes to opinions. She is clever, witty, and quick, the first one to escape the talons of danger and the last to be left behind. She has a short temper, and will easily become a crazy claw-wielding weapon if she gets too angry. She doesn’t care about other cats’ opinions, and can easily emotionally hurt other cats without realizing it. She is cynical and not very optimistic (she calls herself a realist). However, she is a good cat who believes all factions are equal and will help her true friends (like Rosina) at any cost.
Lives on the outskirts of Seashore Square in an alley. Ellis ⎮ 15 Moons ⎮ Male Ellis is a dark gray tom, almost black in color. He does have faint mackerel tabby markings that apparent along his torso and flank. His front paws are dipped in white, along with his chin. He has vivid green eyes with a rim of amber around the pupil. Ellis has broad shoulders and muscular legs, this tom is used to scaling up walls and such. He's an excellent climber. He does have somewhat of a narrow face with large ears, and he does have a long tail. This young tom does have a scar on his rump from a fight that received when he was a kitten.
Ellis is a rather quiet tom when you meet him. It's not a sign of unfriendliness, he is an observer. He likes to watch other cats, It is honestly how he survived this long from a young kit to who he is now. He watched and he learned from others; their mistakes, their actions, where they went. This all helped him survive. Ellis is a smart tom, sometimes he is a little too full of himself which leads him into trouble. He is playful to an extent. He is more likely to be open and friendly if he feels like he can be himself around others. This tom does tend to get frustrated easily which then leads to him having a rather short temper with those around him. It is typically best to allow Ellis to cool down before approaching him again.
Lives in the Inner City, close to Maplewood Park. Mitzi ⎮ 28 Moons ⎮ Female Petite would be the best word to describe this loner, and she's rather proud of her size. With long black and white tuxedo colored fur, Mitzi makes the perfect cover photo for her breed. Her ear tips are tufted with fur and she has a rather lithe body, making her only a little larger than the average house cat. Her tail is long and fluffy, and ends in a white tip, along with all four of her paw tips and of course the white chest and belly. Unlike most tuxedo cats though, she also has a white muzzle, making her a bit unusual. Her eyes are bright green and always alert, and she has a black nose.
Her personality does not fit her figure, as she is rather outgoing and tends to do things the difficult way. Mitzi loves to adventure and get into trouble, making her quite a difficult cat to deal with. She extremely stubborn and bull-headed, only wanting to do things one way; hers. She lacks the ability, however, to be rude to anyone even though she has a sarcastic attitude, she couldn't imagine hurting anyone's feelings. Of course, annoying others is a strong suit for her.
Lives around the General Store in Knockturn Harbor. Apple ⎮ 15 Moons ⎮ Female Apple is a long-legged, slender young she-cat. She has the lean strength of a runner. Her fur is pale ginger, and her eyes are golden-yellow. Her ears are russet red, hence her name. She blends in well with the swirling fall leaves.
A fast-paced, adventurous young cat, Apple's mind is usually either lost in a daydream, relishing in the smells and colors of the world around her, or intently focused and aware of all that's happening. Her tenancy to get lost in her head is almost dangerous. Above the many things that catch her attention, she loves traveling and running. For the past six months, however, she's stayed at Anchor Alley until she's more skilled at hunting and fighting. Her pelt itches for unknown forests. Her strongest quality is her loyalty. Once someone has earned it, Apple won't stand for any offense against them, unless she trusts them to be strong. She acts as a shield and support for them, and a guide if necessary. She can think a bit much of herself, however.
Lives in Anchor's Alley. Larkspur⎮ 10 Moons ⎮ Female A soft, sleek, milky white she-cat with short fur, long legs, and tufted ears. She has pale blue-gray patches of faint tabby markings, and large blue eyes. Her eyes are a myriad of blue, the shade similar to the flower for which she is named.
Larkspur is the typical loner. She spends most of her time alone, rarely venturing out of her territory, not that she'd want to anyway. She's rather sheltered that way. She isn't what you could call hostile though, and is generally friendly to cats she meets, unless threatened. She is a pretty decent fighter but doesn't like aggressive situations, and avoids it as much as possible so she doesn't have to use the skills she does have. She has a tendency to be loud, and as a result has a sharp wit and tongue. Not exactly someone who's soft in the heart, if you catch the drift. Terrified of water so she stays well away from the harbor.
Lives in Maplewood Park. Alou {Alouette} ⎮ 11 moons ⎮ Female With tortoiseshells you get different hues of merle, black, red, white. With tabbies, you still have variety. With Alouette, you have beige and a light cream. In a way, it could be a blessing. Just simply and nothing too complicated but for her, it's not enough. There's no variations, she's just like her brothers and sisters. The only thing that slightly separates her from the lines is her large almond-shaped eyes are an alluring emerald, and her size is small, much smaller. Her life as a stray has deemed her stout and thin. Sure, small muscles create nice curves for her body, but when set next to the average sized cat, she's more then a couple inches under the cut. With that being said she is automatically not the best fit to be the best warrior, it's hard enough not to be knocked down by a gust of wind let alone a blow from a cat.
Alouette is somewhat of an intriguing creature, and truly brave. She's not adventurous, but when confronted with danger or a vicious brute of some sort, she can find her way out, and isn't afraid to stick up for herself. She isn't fierce or unkind, but she isn't a push over either. When it comes to any emotions, she is oblivious. She couldn't tell you what she's feeling, only that she is angry, happy, or sad. The basics. That's as far as her knowledge of emotions go. She doesn't understand love, but she's heard of it. She doesn't understand pure hatred, but she has felt it. Alou has locked her heart and emotions in a place she can't seem to find, and she doesn't really want to find either, or most of the time at least. So for the most part, Alou is a statue-face fae who keeps to herself. She can grow to become defensive and irritable without any proximate cause. Most of the time she is off on her own, drinking in the stars that she has concluded look lonely too.
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 15:30:03 GMT -5
Rosina ⎮ 29 Moons ⎮ Female Fluffy cream she-cat with dark blue eyes and a white underbelly. She has a long, fluffy tail and short white claws. She has a small scar on her flank from venturing into Cutthroat Corner as a kit. She wears a blue collar, but she hates this collar.
Rosina is young and hopeful. She wants to stop being a house cat and venture into the city, but given she is a purebred Oriental Longhair who lives with very snooty housefolk, her Twolegs keep her inside. She is very crafty for a pet-cat, and once managed to get into the alleyways as a kit…. only to be in the infamous Cutthroat Corner. However, Rosina will easily back down to others and doesn’t often stand up for herself. She doesn’t want to get in trouble, but this will prevent her from being a good loner or rogue. Rosina remains unaware of how this flaw will prevent her from doing what she wants, and continues to dream of someday being a rogue on the streets. She is a canary in a gilded cage- the cage is nice and fancy, but it’s small and uncomfortable. She also is very calm and easily keeps her temper.
Lives in Seashore Square.
Dove ⎮ 34 Moons ⎮ Female She is a feline with no prestige lineage, her owners rescued her when she was a kitten. Dove is a pure snow-white she-cat with no impairments from any other colors. Her fur is thick and plush, something that she prides herself on. She is slender feline with rounded shoulders that help give her that softer appearance. Yet she is plenty graceful as her soft complexion does hide strong and nimble muscles under her snowy cat. She had light green, almost gray eyes. As a house cat, she wears a red zigzag cat collar with a fish clasp. Her collar has no bell to Dove's relief, she couldn't take the constant ringing.
If someone did not know Dove well enough, it would be easy to imagine her as some sophisticated feline. It makes sense as Dove is a charismatic cat and she can get along easy with others. She is also compassionate mostly due to her nature of being a house cat. She wants to care and help others. However, Dove can rather rambunctious at times. This she-cat longs for adventure and danger, she is not all too pleased to be a house cat but she feels like she is stuck. Dove can be reckless and almost has no regards for safety, let alone hers. She has a horrible habit of not thinking things through before doing them.
Lives in Apple Avenue, the poorest neighborhood, often outside. Cosmo ⎮ 30 Moons ⎮ Male
Cosmo is your classic pampered seal point Siamese cat, with striking blue eyes. Looking more like a show-cat than anything, Cosmo has short cropped fur and his muzzle is covered in a dark brown mask, famous trait to the Siamese breed. The tom is very thin, not plump like your average house cat. Cosmo has little to no muscle, never having the need to fight for what he wants. His social standing gives him everything he should ever need.
Cosmo considers himself part of 'high society' and being to several successful cat shows has turned him to quite the aristocrat. He chooses not to associate with the 'city scum' and believes himself higher than all others. He is quite picky and only eats specific food from his owners. He finds no need for romance as she cats will fall to his feet, and care to his every whim. Thats how it went at the cat shows at least, and thats all he knows. Cosmo has never been taught to hunt, as he gets the easy meal from his owners twice a day.
Lives in Seashore Square.
Chester ⎮ 6.5 Moons ⎮ Male Vivid yellow-orange mackerel tabby tom with pale lime-green eyes and a dark blue collar with blue, yellow, and purple stripes, a red fish-shaped tag, and a yellow jingle bell. He has a long muzzle and big, powerful paws. He is slightly big for his age, but he acts his age nonetheless. His ears are rounded like that of a lion’s.
Chester is a very curious cat, always wanting to explore. He has a natural interest in being a loner, but he hasn’t ever tried to be one (and given that he’s a house cat, it would be a bit difficult). He’s naturally friendly, but he’s naïve, which means he often trusts the wrong cats. He’s very easily bribed, and he doesn’t think about the effects his actions might have. He doesn’t often get in danger, as he’s a family cat in Lake Lane. He’s also very easily bored, which is why he doesn’t want to be a house cat and wants to go into the woods instead. He’s very excited about the idea of the Journey, and desperately wants to join.
Lives in Lake Lane.
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 15:45:15 GMT -5
Relationships + Living Situations&Plot Relationships + Living Situations Storm lives with Annie, ___ and ___ in Storm's Shallows.
Red lives in Cutthroat Alley. Not interested in taking a mate.
Sirius and Phoenix are roommates in Anchor's Alley.
Lady, Rosina, ___ and ___ all live in Seashore Square. Lady lives alone, is currently less than a moon pregnant. Rosina lives alone
Eclipse, ___, ___, ___, and ___, all live in Lake Lane. Eclipse lives alone.
Giovanni loves and leaves. He roams with Rabbit in the Inner City and haunts Lake Lane and Maplewood Park.
Susanna lives in an alley outside of Seashore Square, where she likes to hang out.
Work in Progress ;; Do not Post
Work in Progress ;; Do not Post Plot
Twolegs have been actively poisoning one of the few food resources for rogues and loners– the rats and mice that fill the city. The water has slowly become more and more rancid. Grumblings have been whispered, grumblings of leaving the city and seeking a home elsewhere. "Go to the Abandoned Nest on a full moon. Speak to any of the cats milling around”
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 15:47:45 GMT -5
Many thanks to,
Redtrack and Nebulae for being extraordinarily helpful and being A+ in general. Many thanks to Redheart of RiverClan for helping out as well and being a fantastic individual. JeopardizedBum is also A+ for being great moral support and encouraging the creation of this rp. All the ideas found here come from these individuals and myself. Please do not steal anything from here. I created the banner and the layout was molded after something tentatively made for another (since failed) rp I was involved in. The original version of the layout was created by the amazing ~Sandclaw~
Also many many thanks to the Original Forums. You were my escape for years. I was there from start to finish and I am so proud to be apart of such an amazing community. Many thanks to the mods of this site for saving us. Much love to you all. |
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 15:48:26 GMT -5
Extra Save Space Just because. |
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 15:48:57 GMT -5
Extra Save Space
Just because. |
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 15:49:44 GMT -5
OPEN!!
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2016 15:53:33 GMT -5
Yay it's open!
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 15:58:33 GMT -5
Glad to see you, Red!
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2016 16:00:36 GMT -5
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 16:19:08 GMT -5
Shall we rp then?
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2016 16:26:38 GMT -5
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Post by ᴍɪsᴛғᴀʟʟ » on Jul 30, 2016 16:32:50 GMT -5
Hello~ I will join when I can, quite likely today, but if not definitely tomorrow!
Character Save
Character Name ⎮ Age in Moons ⎮ Gender (Male or Female)
Description ;; 3-6 lines of what your cat looks like. Nothing "fantastical" or unrealistic, please.
Personality ;; 3-6 lines of personality. I want two "good" traits and two "fatal flaws."
Faction ;; What faction? [House Cat/Rogue/Loner] If they are a House Cat, which neighborhood? Rogue? What part of the city do they usually roam around? Loner? Where is their little patch of safety? Look at the map and locations for help.
Companions ;; Is your cat interested in being a part of a small 'glaring' before the actual journey takes place [ rogues and loners only ]? Are they willing to have multiple cats in one house [ house cats only ]?
Character Name ⎮ Age in Moons ⎮ Gender (Male or Female)
Description ;; 3-6 lines of what your cat looks like. Nothing "fantastical" or unrealistic, please.
Personality ;; 3-6 lines of personality. I want two "good" traits and two "fatal flaws."
Faction ;; What faction? [House Cat/Rogue/Loner] If they are a House Cat, which neighborhood? Rogue? What part of the city do they usually roam around? Loner? Where is their little patch of safety? Look at the map and locations for help.
Companions ;; Is your cat interested in being a part of a small 'glaring' before the actual journey takes place [ rogues and loners only ]? Are they willing to have multiple cats in one house [ house cats only ]? |
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 16:46:09 GMT -5
[ Guess I'll start with Storm, and as it is a huge thunderstorm here at home right now, I think we'll have a change of pace in regards to the weather. This takes place at least a week after our last rp replies okay?
I've also decided to change up Lady's storyline a bit. I'm going to have her be pregnant during the journey, having been taken to the breeder not long after her twolegs got back from their weekend away and her interactions with Gio/Rabbit/Red/Sirius, which was a week prior.]
Now, Storm was a patient tom. Usually. But he was already emotionally wrecked from the loss of his eldest kitten, Shadow. As it is, he's become impossibly overbearing in regards to his youngest and now only adopted kitten, Annie. That is why he was out on the pier in the middle of a thunderstorm, the rain and wind howling in his ears as thunder and lightening raged above. "ANNIE!" He roared, ears plastered against his skull. "ANNIE WHERE ARE YOU?" His voice didn't reach as far as it normally would, which was distressing enough.
Annie, meanwhile was huddled under a stall in the Fish Market, her tiny body sopping wet. She knew better than to go near a gutter, choosing instead to sit atop some buckets under a closed stall. She felt the storm rattle her bones, teeth chattering in fear. "Dad! Daddy!" She wailed, wishing fervently that she hadn't gone so far. "Somebody! Help!"
Lady was in her home, peering out of the window with an impassive expression. Her worst nightmare had come to life and although she did have affection for the male who potentially fathered her kittens, having known him for several moons as her visits there became more frequent (which honestly tipped her off for their desire for her kittens, and what made her initially so desperate to leave). Harry was a very kind male, and she quite enjoyed his company but he was a sire, not a mate. Their relationship was only to go as far as to produce offspring, which her housefolk would then give away once they were three moons old, or twelve weeks. Her heart ached with fear, for the potential babies in her belly, for her own safety, for their safety– Lady was sure she'd know if she was pregnant. A good mother would know. 'I guess I am not a good mother then,' she thought with a soft sob.
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 16:46:54 GMT -5
[ Hiya Papurr! You are very welcome to join  ] |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2016 16:54:18 GMT -5
(Should Giovanni and Rabbit still be with Red or shall they have run off again? I'm going towards the latter)
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 17:02:12 GMT -5
[ It's a week later so I'm assuming they've run off at this point but they haven't enacted their plan to love-then-leave Red ]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2016 17:16:42 GMT -5
(Makes sense)
Two dark shadows sat in an abandoned, rust-covered alleyway, sharing tongues almost annoyedly with their two pairs of yellow eyes staring straight at each other. iovanni was perplexed. He had pulled out every stop and every trick to win Red's love, but she still thought of him as nothing more than a friend. Yet still he had played out his apparent 'death scene' and left her as per normal protocol. Rabbit, on the other hand, was resisting the urge to laugh at his master. Finally, after hundreds of ladies, he had found a tough nut to crack! It had only happened twice before, and Rabbit was enjoying it- even though Giovanni was probably about to punish him for it (even though he did nothing wrong). Suddenly, he heard a loud scratch and felt a sharp jab in his side. He turned to see a large crooked scratch on his flank, his blood oozing out and tinting his dark brown fur reddish. "And have THAT be your lesson, hound-brain- I'm the one who talks to the ladies, not you!"
"Signore Giovanni, should we get somewhere to rest? It's been a while since our last meal,and we're both soaked!"
"Fine, I guess." Giovanni shook his thick fit, and water flew out from it in all directions as if he were one of those Twoleg fountains. "But remember, Rabbit- you stay out here, I get the food." He fished out a bucket covered in Twoleg food leftovers and found a good plastic box for shelter. Rabbit tried to sneak under the box with his master, only for Giovanni to bite him in the neck and leave him outside.
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 17:39:37 GMT -5
[ Wait did they already "play dead" with Red? I was thinking more along the lines of, the group just split up for a few days, giving Neb a chance to rp that scene with you. If not then no worries! I was just confused ] Annie kept calling out, her voice getting more and more hoarse as time went on. She wanted her dad, she wanted Shadow. "Shadow please make the rain go away" she murmured, hoping the ghost of her sister would hear her. The rain continued the blind the world outside of her shelter. There was no such thing as ghosts. "DADDY! ANYONE! SOMEBODY!" One last try. One last go in the hopes that someone would hear. |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2016 17:42:52 GMT -5
[ Wait did they already "play dead" with Red? I was thinking more along the lines of, the group just split up for a few days, giving Neb a chance to rp that scene with you. If not then no worries! I was just confused ] Annie kept calling out, her voice getting more and more hoarse as time went on. She wanted her dad, she wanted Shadow. "Shadow please make the rain go away" she murmured, hoping the ghost of her sister would hear her. The rain continued the blind the world outside of her shelter. There was no such thing as ghosts. "DADDY! ANYONE! SOMEBODY!" One last try. One last go in the hopes that someone would hear. (Yeah, I figured that since Giovanni was mentioned to only be with every female from one to three days he would have left her already) |
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 17:46:43 GMT -5
[ Oh yes, that is a good point. Okay then that's fine I guess. ]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2016 17:52:41 GMT -5
Rabbit was (as always) starving, and the fact that Giovanni had left him out in the pouring rain annoyed him to no end. His open wounds stringed as the clear, swift droplets fell on his soaked, cold pelt. But as always, he sat outside his box, being a guard for his master. He was reliant on being a servant. He didn't know how to fight or hunt or live on his own, and despite his dreams, he would never be able to live without Giovanni. His whiskers twitched in annoyance and sadness. He began to realize that even though he usually didn't care about the she-cats Giovanni chased, he was beginning to miss Red.
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Post by Featherwing on Jul 30, 2016 17:55:52 GMT -5
Sirius was squirreled away in his wooden crate, having remained mostly dry despite those few leaky spots. Anchor's Alley was quiet, peaceful. His roommate was no where to be found for once and Sirius was mostly grateful for that. Phoenix buzzed around him like a bee sometimes. It was... irritating to say the least. His thoughts then turned towards Red, and how she was doing. He hadn't seen her for a few days, since he'd been frantically searching for Lady, who'd disappeared at the beginning of the week. She wasn't at her home, nor was she anywhere in the City as far as he could tell. It worried him terribly, having recalled that conversation he'd had with her just a week or two earlier.
"Sirius, I'm scared." "Oh? Of what, Miss Lady? What should you have to be frightened of?" "My housefolk... they keep taking me to see the Breeder, you know, where I'm from? They pair me up with this tom, a little older than me. He's sweet but– I'm terribly afraid. If I, if I have kits they'll... They'll take them from me. I won't let them, Sirius. I won't." "Hush now, calm down sweet Lady. They wouldn't do that. They're good people, your housefolk." He'd tried to soothe her but Lady had been inconsolable. She'd run off home and Sirius hadn't seen her since.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2016 18:08:50 GMT -5
Rosina, meanwhile, was concerned about Lady as well. She hadn't seen her recently, and she wondered if the Journey had gone on without her. Susanna had spent the last few nights endlessly inspecting the yard, and now was when they were supposed to pull off their plan of digging a hole under the fence and sliding through. But with this weather, there was no chance Susanna could come- and Rosina wondered what she would do if the Journey went on without her. She stared off somberly trough the translucent window that was dappled in raindrops that distorted its view and turned the gloomy atmosphere into what seemed to be a dark blue mess of colors.
(Now I've realized how silly Gio must look, he's sleeping under an upside-down plastic box with his servant just sitting by it)
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