Post by Fireflake on Oct 16, 2019 1:37:00 GMT
Loner- 22 moons- Female- Caring/Cowardly
Bisexual- Single
Joining form here.
Name: Debris
Nicknames: Debbie/Debby/DebGender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Clan: PossumClan! Jk, she's a loner.
Rank: Loner
Scent: The smells of her littermates and general garbage seem to block out whatever her individual scent is.
Age: About 22 moons.
Appearance:[style=width:320px;height:100px;overflow:auto;] Debris has a dark red ticked pelt with faint tabby stripes that mainly only show on her forehead. She has plain, rounded brown eyes, slightly smaller than the average cat's. Her tail is thick although the fur is often thin from being worn down by her repeated grooming, and there is a furless scar where the tip should be. The appearance of the rest of her fur is varied. She has small, wide ears with rounded tips that have small marks from frostbite around the edges. Overall, Debris's body is fairly proportionate and average-sized. She looks a lot like her Abyssinian mother.
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Threads she is/was in:
The Day Is Here (Possum Gang & Moonshine)
Life Could Get No Better Than This (Possumclan)
A Snowball's Chance in Hell
Returning Home At Last (The Possum Gang)
Baby, It's Cold Outside
Figure Skater
Stink
Great Scott!
*screech*
Possum Party 2: Surprise Edition
A Nice Day
A Mission To Find Food (Paper Towel And Family)
A Family Field Trip
a place to spend the night.
Possum party!
Sorted from most recently made to least recently made.
Cats she's met: Paper Towel. Cardboard Box. Socket. Stink. Snippet. Cedar. Honeyheart. Buckaroo. Moonshine. Has also met her mother and a few kittypets IC.
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Personality:[style=width:320px;height:100px;overflow:auto;] One of the most important things to know about Debris is that she loves and cares about her family and would do anything for them.
Another is that Debris never wants to fight. She tells everyone it's because she cares about other cats and doesn't want to see them hurt, but that's not her main reason. Her family knows that she's really just not strong enough fight effectively and is too scared to. Her clumsiness doesn't help her fighting ability. If she's scared or frightened enough, she might faint or just freeze up. Her fib about just caring about everyone too much isn't exactly a lie, though. She does wish the best for cats in general and does her best to be kind. Around her family, friends, and cats noticeably younger than her, this can take on a motherly tone. To protect herself and the cats around her, Debris will tell white lies or construct a full-on web of tales, depending on what is necessary.
Despite the way she tries to take care of others, and the fact that she's technically and adult now, Debris is still not an adult. She particularly struggles with routine. She often finds herself dozing off in the middle of the day after staying up all night by accident. She grooms often, but never with any particular reason. She's just as likely to groom after hanging out all day as she is after jumping through puddles. Debris also doesn't have a good sense of direction, which occasionally causes her to get lost and spend the day trying to get back home. She will often touch cats without even thinking about it because she's used to brushing against her littermates all day. She also forgets a lot of words and will replace them with similar-sounding things or just relate them to something else.
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Likes: All of her siblings and her mother. Water. Playing pretend. Riding on other cats' backs. Late night. Leafbare.
Dislikes: Fights. Fighting. Getting into fights. The thought of fights. Cats that mean harm to her or her family. Getting lost. Trying to keep track of routines. Numbness.
History:[style=width:320px;height:100px;overflow:auto;]Debris was born along with her three sisters(Snippet, Cardboard Box, and Socket), brother(Paper Towel), and other sibling(Stink) in a dumpster near a train station. They never knew their father, and were raised by their mother Delphine until they were eight moons old, at which point she disappeared. Despite searching for her, the littermates don't know where she went. They now depend on each other and have a close family bond. Debris has just been hanging out near the train station, playing with trash and her littermates. At about ten moons old, she and her siblings met a rogue named Ceder. At twelve moons, Debris set up a birthday party and gave all of her siblings gifts. At fourteen moons old, her brother Paper Towel went to visit IvyClan with Ceder. Debris found her sibling Stink dead soon after that. Her sister Cardboard Box was trapped and taken by Twolegs when she was eighteen moons old, and Paper Towel returned with Cedar the next moon. At 20 moons old, she got lost after playing in the snow all day and got hypothermia. Aluminum Foil and Moonshine saved her, but she still lost her tail-tip and little parts around the edges of her ears to frostbite. She was still recovering when Aluminum Foil had her and Paper Towel's kits.
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Crush: None... Except maybe Buckaroo.[/style]
Mate: None.
Family: Unknown father, Delphine(missing mother), Snippet, Cardboard Box(missing), and Socket(all sisters), Paper Towel(brother), Stink(deceased sibling), Aluminum Foil(PT's mate, Debris's kind-of sister), Plastic Wrap, Eggshell(both PT's daughters), Butterfinger, Soy Sauce, Soda Can, Paper Plate(all PT's sons).
Scorpio
Rogue scout- 14 moons- Male- Adventurous/Destructive
Rogue scout- 14 moons- Male- Adventurous/Destructive
Heterosexual- Single
Joining form here.
Name: Scorpio
Gender: MaleSexuality: Heterosexual
Allegiance: The Anti-clan Alliance
Role: Scout rogue
Scent: The rogue group and his natural sharp scent usually accompanied by the smell of fresh-kill and cat blood.
Age: About 14 moons.
Appearance:[style=width:320px;height:100px;overflow:auto;] Scorpio is a tom with short red fur that naturally sticks up because of a mutation. He has tabby markings and full rings distributed mostly evenly along his tail. His underside is covered in white where it goes from between his eyes to his hind legs. His red tabby fur runs down his front legs and stops just before his paws. His eyes have a pale green colour and a rounded almond shape, with a slightly smaller than average size. He has a thick tail that comes almost to a point near the tip. His nose and paw-pads are an intense pink. His ears are fairly short and come almost to a point before being rounded off at the ends. There are many scratches and claw marks across him most of the time.
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Threads he is/was in:
Sorted from most recently made to least recently made.
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Personality:[style=width:320px;height:100px;overflow:auto;]Scorpio recently has been swinging between anger, sadness, and emptiness. This has far more to do with his mood than personality, but this is what those that have just met him will most likely see. Moving on to his actual personality, Scorpio is very sure of his beliefs, dealing in absolutes and extremes. He has a very black-and-white mindset which may evolve but will never completely go away. He also usually has very intense emotions. He's not against throwing tantrums when he doesn't get his way.
He is also stubborn. Once he sets his mind to something you won't get him away from it. Once you burn a bridge you can't rebuild it, and he could hold a grudge from birth to death. Uncertainty is uncommon, and it's even less likely to be expressed aloud. He likes to amass favours and debts with others, but rarely cashes in on them unless he has to. They act as his fallback if he gets into some kind of trouble.
He values trust, honesty, and respect. Though "cold" isn't a word many would use to describe the tom, he is both cold and guarded toward those he doesn't yet trust. He especially dislikes cats that pretend to be someone or something they're not. He is bad at lying or faking his feelings. The rogue generally tries to respect others and expects to be respected in return. When Scorpio does trust and like a cat, that cat will have his unending loyalty. He has a secretive personality, and can extend this secret-keeping to others. He'll never break a promise to a friend.
If someone betrays Scorpio's trust or crosses him, he will turn vindictive and nasty. Going back to him being able to hold a grudge, this is a very bad thing for anyone on the receiving end. He will spread any secret he knows about the cat and do his best to ruin their life.
Scorpio has generally good instinct and a strategic mind. He is better at fighting than hunting, but doesn't have a passion for either of them. He prefers exploration and investigation. He is ten times more interested in anything or anyone if there's some element of mystery. He's learned very early on that cats dislike him staring, so sometimes pretends to be examining something else while he speaks to them. He also craves freedom. When he perceives someone as too controlling, he will become bitterly angry and defiant.
Some aspects of Scorpio's personality are hypocritical. For example, he wants freedom and secrecy for himself, but likes to control situations and ask probing questions to others.[/style]
Likes: Rocky and sandy areas. Mystery. Exploration. Freedom. Cats he can trust. Honesty. Puddles. Competition.
Dislikes: Scratchy moss. Lying. Not getting his way. Clan cats.
History:[style=width:320px;height:100px;overflow:auto;]Scorpio was born to rogue mother Honeyheart and rogue father Alaric into the anti-clan alliance. His female littermates are Artemis and Hecate, and his male littermate is Orion. He has two older half-sisters named Hornet and Sting, one living older half-brother named Blaze, and one dead older half-brother named Lynx. He traveled with the rest of the rogue group away from the alley and into an abandoned house. At four moons old, he officially swore loyalty to the group. At six moons, he took part in a small attack patrol against MistClan which didn't end in anything very important. He spent most of his free time mentally mapping any territory he could and developing his natural skills with navigation. At ten moons old he accompanied his mother Honeyheart and a few other rogues on a hunting trip in MothClan for a few days, which ended when Patchfrost killed Honeyheart. Scorpio tried to kill Patchfrost briefly before realizing he couldn't win yet and taking Honeyheart away to be buried.
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Crush: None.[/style]
Mate: None.
Family: Honeyheart(deceased mother), Alaric(father), Artemis(sister), Hecate(sister), Orion(brother), Hornet(older half-sister), Sting(older half-sister), Blaze(older half-brother), Lynx(deceased older half-brother), Lucifer(Hornet's son), Belial(Hornet's son), Batibat(Hornet's daughter), Kasdeya (Hornet's deceased daughter)..
MothClan- 10 moons- Female- Patriotic/Reckless
Bisexual- Single, but it's complicated
Joining form here.
Name: Mantispaw
Gender: FemaleSexuality: Bisexual, prefers males
Clan: MothClan
Rank: Apprentice
Scent: MothClan, leaves, and her natural sharp scent.
Age: About 10 moons.
Appearance:[style=width:320px;height:100px;overflow:auto;] Mantispaw has short brown fur with noticeable black mackerel tabby stripes. Her underside is slightly lighter than the rest of her fur, with her stripes turning to spots. The stripes are also broken into spots near her hind legs. Her eyes, which have a wide rounded almond shape, are yellow. Looking at her slim build, long neck, and legs that seem to grow longer every day, cats wouldn't guess that she was a fighter. If they looked closer they might notice her long legs leading to long toes which lead to claws that can stretch well. It isn't taking long for her to gain strength. The widest point on her is her chest. Her ears are just a tad longer than average and end in rounded, darker tips. Her tail is an average length and thickness with a rounded end. She has a dark pink nose and long whiskers.
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Threads she is/was in:
Fox holes and border fights
Dawn of a New Day
Idle Paws
Colors and Promises
A Great Danger
It's Divine
Nuggets
Tiny Choices
Mantis See, Mantis Do
Definitely One Of Her Siblings
A Sweet Opportunity
Where the River Meets the Sea
Infestation
Sorted from most recently made to least recently made.
Cats she's met: Ruststripe. Eveningblaze, Weevilkit. Scorpionkit. Tinykit. Chick-kit. Milkberry. Pinetuft. Cinderleaf. Mudkit. Cypresspaw, Deerpaw. Cowpaw. Has met all of her siblings and much of the clan IC.
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Personality:[style=width:320px;height:100px;overflow:auto;] There's a lot of room for discovery and growth as Mantispaw grows. Right now she is a playful and patriotic apprentice that loves her clan and waits happily for the day she has to fight for it. She will almost certainly get into fights before this day as well. The young she-cat enjoys fighting and often throws herself into risky situations for fun or lack of forethought. She loves every form of challenge, including debates, brawls, games, and puzzles. As well as stepping up to these challenges, she'll create them herself. She's the type to gather a group of friends and plan for them all to do something reckless together. Mantispaw is friendly and majorly extroverted. She's also aggressive in all physical activities, helpful in things like fighting but not hunting. Talking and fighting are her strong points. She lives in the moment, at least as a young cat, and enjoys being an apprentice no matter how eager she is to be a warrior. She currently focuses more on her social skills than on fighting.
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Likes: The nursery. The smell of milk. Her name. Play-fighting. Warmth. The smell after rain.
Dislikes: Staying still. Being ignored. Being cold or hungry.
History:[style=width:320px;height:100px;overflow:auto;]Mantiskit was born to Ruststripe and Eveningblaze of MothClan along with brothers Weevilkit, Flykit, Hornkit, and Scorpionkit alongside sister Tickkit. She was at first jokingly named Buckkit by Ruststripe, but it was quickly changed to Mantiskit because "girl mantises are pretty badass". Hopefully, she will live up to this. At six moons old, she was named Mantispaw and apprentice to Pinetuft, which she was happy about. She was almost seven moons old when her mother and some other clanmates were trapped and taken by Twolegs. She had an eventful seventh moon with her first visit to the Gathering before her father Eveningblaze left to find the cats the Twolegs had taken.
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Mentor: Pinetuft[/style]
Crush: None.
Mate: None.
Family: Ruststripe(mother), Eveningblaze(father), Weevilpaw(brother), Flypaw(brother), Hornpaw(brother), Scorpionpaw(brother), Tickpaw(sister), Agavepaw(adopted sister), Cactuspaw(adopted brother), Susanpaw(adopted step-brother), Carrotpaw(adopted step-brother), Milkberry(aunt, in her mind).
