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Welcome Center / Re: heey so like...i'm back
« on: December 30, 2012, 08:14:12 am »
DX No-one's posting any more Wolfie ;w;

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Ask Staff / Re: Advanced Bio
« on: November 12, 2012, 10:07:53 am »
Yeah, that's fine :) I like making advanced bios anyway ~ they aren't just for HP characters.

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ShadowClan / Re: sometimes i wake up alone // open
« on: November 12, 2012, 10:01:00 am »
~Piano Keys~

"I was angry. I'm always stronger when I'm angry." Piano Keys stared up at him when he asked her to get up, and felt like moaning again. Couldn't she have one minute's rest, seriously? Nonetheless, she tucked her legs underneath her and pushed to try and stand. Eventually she was able to keep herself up, and glanced sideways at Rumenikstar. "Is this ok? I'll be able to get to camp, I reckon, if I try..." She trailed off.

Her whole body ached, but at least the moss had stopped the bleeding. She kept very, very still, so as not to make the makeshift bandages fall to the floor, scenting the air for the dogs. "Thanks for getting rid of them all back there; I was exhausted after only a few blows." Piano Keys managed a weak smile, which was reassuring. And then, as if reading his thoughts, she mewed, "If the dogs follow us back to camp, they'll be wanting the blood. I'll have to get up and run again, but don't worry. I'll lead them away eventually."

Piano Keys' smile grew wider then. "I'll be ready for them. I'm always ready."

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ShadowClan / Re: sometimes i wake up alone // open
« on: November 11, 2012, 02:13:54 pm »
~Piano Keys~

Get up? Climb a tree? No, that didn't appeal to her at all, so she remained where she was. The barking rang in her ears some more, as well as yowling, before it all faded away again and there was silence. Silence. She'd never liked the quiet before, but now, it was so sweet she didn't want it to end at all. Which was a shame, because it wasn't long before Rumenikstar was back again, trying to calm her down even though she didn't want to calm down. She was sick of calming down, because she never really 'calmed down' at all. She just hid her anger behind that stupid, quiet mask and screamed inside instead of outside. And it did nothing at all.

Then Rumenikstar was trying to move her. He'd already gotten rid of the blood staining her pelt, and now he was dragging her along the floor back to camp. At that point she let out a grunt of protest, wanting to stay where she was and do nothing, as she had planned, but she couldn't really argue and went limp until he dropped her and lay beside her, wanting to know if she was awake. Well of course she was awake; she'd only just stopped crying.

"I'm awake." Piano Keys mumbled quietly, just loud enough for him to hear. "Thanks for saving me from the dogs. I thought they'd all gone ~ guess I was wrong again." The black and white she-cat opened both yellow eyes to look at her leader. Great StarClan, she probably looked awful, what with her matted fur, dull eyes, ribs showing through her skin and just general weariness. She didn't look like an average cat, that was for sure; recently, Piano had been neglecting herself in every way ~ sleep, eating, interacting with others... After she'd offered to help guard the camp from dogs, she'd done nothing all day, and hadn't even moved to get something to eat. Only once had she left her post to go hunting, and that was when she'd met the dogs, fought them, and now she was lying there doing nothing.

"Sorry for not finishing them off."
Wow. Nothing was done good enough when she did it, it seemed.

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ShadowClan / sometimes i wake up alone // open
« on: November 09, 2012, 01:40:25 pm »
~Piano Keys~

Ok now she was seriously starting to get tired.

Her paws thudded against the ground as she raced through the territory, breathless, panting, exhausted. She couldn't keep going much longer; it hurt to run, it hurt to breath, it even now hurt to think. And still she kept moving, moving, moving, wishing for a miracle, praying to StarClan. But they hadn't answered, oh no. They never answered Piano Keys. No-one answered Piano Keys.

The dogs were gaining on her now; she had to fight. Spinning, determined now to beat the canines wanting to tear her apart, she unsheathed her claws and glared at the dogs with yellow eyes filled with hated and anguish She fuelled her blow with her anger at being ignored and swung towards the largest dog ~ a massive Rottweiler, though she didn't know ~ and aimed for its head with her claws unsheathed.

They all hate me. They think I'm a nuisance.

Piano Keys felt her claws connect with flesh, a grim smile on her face as the dog's blood spattered her face.

I can't help my clan properly. I'm too tired to help. I can't sleep because of my stupid nightmares.

The striped, black and white she-cat dodged one attack from the largest dog, but another's jaws snapped around a paw. She shook it off and struck at them again.

I'm cursed. I'm not popular. I deserve to die.

Piano dodged another flailing attack and clawed at a smaller dog's chest, making it howl and run away,

And I don't know if I love someone, or if I just like them as a friend.

Her blows were slowing, now, as the dogs turned tail and fled. Piano Keys slumped to the floor, ignoring the blood staining her matted fur. Was it her's? Was it the dogs'? The injured she-cat didn't know. She didn't care. She didn't even mind. She just wanted to curl up and do nothing, because although her clan was happy, she wasn't. Because there was only one cat she was comfortable with talking to, and she didn't want to bug him any more. He was the leader for StarClan's sake ~ as much as she longed to go to him, shuffle back on aching paws to speak to him... No, she couldn't. She looked too... Too wild and ruffled and skinny and blood-covered. Yeah. That was it. Too... Ugly in general.

Piano Keys shook her head and began to cry.

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~Piano Keys~

She had never had any problems with speaking to Rumenikstar, but her sudden awkwardness surprised her. It was as if she had to think about what she said, which had never being a problem, and... it wasn't right. "Oh please, you know I'll come to you if anything's wrong. I come to you every day about something ~ I won't be keeping secrets." Piano Keys smiled slightly and turned, watching the rain fall from the heavens. "Although... these dogs were big... and it looked as if they had been hunting, not just chasing prey blissfully like they normally do. They really looked as if they were searching for something... or someone."

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~Piano Keys~

Piano Keys nodded slowly. "Let me guard the camp too. I don't like sleeping; I have nightmares every night without fail, and I don't sleep in camp because I disturb everyone with screaming. I might as well do something to help, to make up for all the warriors I've annoyed." The she-cat glanced at her paws.

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Accepted anyway :) Adding.

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~Piano Keys~

She was unable to stop herself from smiling with relief at the now-familiar sound of the leader's voice, and she stepped out of the rain and into his den. Glancing around, Piano Keys twitched both ears and sighed softly, guessing that he would be a little annoyed at her coming to him so late. It was time for her to return to her nest outside camp and away from everyone, but she couldn't just yet. Not before she had spoken to Rumenikstar.
"Dogs..." The striped she-cat began, yellow eyes widening at the memory of the frightening beasts. "So many dogs... They chased me all the way out of our territory... I managed to lead them back to their twolegs... But I think there might be more." She shuddered at the memory and wrapped her tail around her paws, shutting her eyes as if that would block out everything.

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Advanced Bios / W.I.P
« on: October 29, 2012, 01:55:47 pm »
Character Name;;
Piano Keys
Character Age;;
36 moons
Character Gender;;
Female
Character Rank;;
Warrior
Character Clan;;
ShadowClan

Character Appearance;;
Oh, Piano. Like the instrument she's named after, her pelt is black, and white, and black, and white... striped over and over again like a tiger's pelt all the way across. She actually looks like piano keys

Character Personality;;

Roleplay Sample;;

Other;;

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The Sumo Wrestlers



You sure you're ready?
The Sumo Wrestlers are a group of Servals living in the plains similar to WindClan's. They are roughly a day or two's walk away from the rest of the clans, and are glad that there is some distance between them and 'Pro-Clan scum'. You see, The Sumo Wrestlers, as comical as they may sound, are a group of no-nonsense wildcats who only accept pure-blood Servals. Nothing else. Just Servals. So, for all you Servals wanting to join... Welcome. To those who mean harm, or those who aren't pedigree Servals...
Say goodbye to your life.

They, as mentioned before, live on the plains. There are no caves to sleep in but one, and that is for nursing cats and their young. Once you are old enough to begin training, you make your own little den to sleep in, or sleep under the stars. And when leaf-bare comes... you must just wish you have a den.
A river snakes round the territory, leading to a gorge and a crashing waterfall. The river surrounds the entire plain, cutting them off from everyone, and so if you want to get out, or if you want to get in, you have to swim for your life.
A circle of six large rocks sits in the center of the territory each one representing a god.
The first stone represents Primum Nasceretur, shortened to just Primum. They are the firstborn god, and their name actually means 'first born' in Latin [but the cats don't know that]. She represents leadership and intelligence.
The second stone represents Secundo Natus, or just Secundo. He is the second born god, representing strength.
The third stone represents Tertius Natum, or just Tertius. She is the third born, representing stealth and hunting.
The fourth stone represents Quartus Natus, or just Quartus. He is the fourth born, representing dance, singing and entertainment.
The fifth stone represents Quintus Natum, or just Quintus. She is the fifth born, representing new life, reproduction and motherhood.
The sixth and final stone represents Sextus Natum, or just Sextus. He is the sixth born, representing food and art.
Each god is followed in six different legions, and at the age of four moons a cat chooses a god to follow and is placed in the appropriate legion. There they will aid their group, who will in turn aid the Anti-Clan's rise to power.

Traditions

The Taking is a quick stealing of a nursing she-cat's young only a few hours after their birth. The newborns are taken to the mothering legion to be raised by fosters until they're old enough to walk.

The Fifty Trials is a test that each young cat will go through to test their skills in their legion. Once they have chosen a god to follow, they will be given fifty different tasks based on their legion's speciality to prove themselves worthy of the attention of their god.

The Shrouding Forest is the dream world, the afterlife contact place. A cat may freely enter the dream world with help from their chosen god, and can train their minds and bodies there against fearsome creatures of the dark. They can also talk to their god here too, so it's kind of like a training, god-contacting area in the sky above.

Rules

1) Honour is everything. Train hard to be the best you can be, never back down and NEVER leave anyone behind. If you are caught not helping, you will be killed. No questions asked.
2) Obey the General and his/her orders or die.
3) Traitors are not tolerated, and lying is forbidden. You tell the truth, you are the truth, you live the truth. No lies, no traitorous acts, no nothing. Friends outside your legion, the clan, and its allies are forbidden.
4) Do not hesitate to attack someone who annoys you. You need all the training you can get, and so mini-fights between clan members are highly encouraged.
5) While fighting is ok, if you kill a clan member after being told not to, you yourself will be killed.
6) All Servals must have a first and last name, like 'Bob Green'. The last name MUST be the first name of the god they follow, like 'Blue Primum' or 'Red Tertius'. Cats under 4 moons old will have the last name 'Infans' until they join a legion.

Legions

There are six legions, each one for a god. Depending on which god you follow, you will be placed in a legion for LIFE, and will be loyal to that as well as the anti-clan. Every moon, you will fight for your legion in a sort of arena-match to improve fighting skills, like a contest.

The Intelligentia Legion is the first legion, the legion of leadership and smarts. They follow Primum, and specialise in ruling others, coming up with plans and generally being awesome. Most Generals are trained in the way of Primum.

The Potentia Legion is the second legion, the legion of strength and might. They follow Secundo, and specialise in fighting and attacking others. The strongest cats emerge from here, battle-hardened, though they aren't the smartest in the world.

The Venor Legion is the third legion, the legion of stalking, hunting and assassins. They follow Tertius and specialise in assassination, hunting and general stealth. Sneaky, sly cats who are more likely to steal something are found here, in one big spot.

The Tripudium Legion is the fourth legion, the legion of dancing, singing, entertainment... that sort of stuff. They follow Quartus and specialise in the art of entertainment, able to dance and sing their way into the clan. Entertainers, jokers and such are likely to be found here.

The Nutricatio Legion is the fifth legion, the legion of motherhood and new life. They follow Quintus and rear the young of the clan after taking them from their mothers, and are a needed part of the clan. This is a female-only legion, so no toms will be found here.

The Cibus Legion is the sixth legion, the legion of food and art. They follow Sextus and specialise in preparing the food for the clan, and create pieces of 'art'. They can decorate the other cats for going into battle, and for special occasions.

Ranks

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Links

None yet :)

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Plotting Desk / Re: Anyone up for making an anti-clan? XD
« on: October 29, 2012, 05:58:54 am »
OHMAIGODYES

-runs of to make another god-

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Plotting Desk / Re: Anyone up for making an anti-clan? XD
« on: October 28, 2012, 05:02:06 pm »
YES. YES YOU WILL.

Who wants to be leader? I'm just gonna be a Legion Master.

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ShadowClan / Re: Blood will be spilled (MANDATORY MEETING)
« on: October 28, 2012, 03:38:09 pm »
~Piano Keys~

Once again she had woken up screaming, but this time she hadn't disturbed anyone but herself. Nope, because now she didn't sleep in camp, because she was afraid she'd wake everyone up with her yowling and her nightmares. She actually now curled up behind some shrubs a few minute's wander away from camp, taking a bit of moss with her each night so she could actually sleep on something decent. And every night, when she woke up, terror overwhelming her confused mind, she would make a mental note to tell Rumenikstar everything. She had no secrets when it came to telling him something, and had willingly told him absolutely every little detail about the dreams she had. Because she dreamt in colour, such vivid colours...

But there was a meeting now, and as the black-and-white striped she-cat padded in, ears pinned to her skull, she called out quietly, "SkyClan? I-I don't..." Piano Keys trailed off, yellow eyes focused on the floor as she felt her face flush with embarrassment. She could never speak properly to anyone but the leader, which was weird, as most became nervous when talking to their superiors. "I..."

ooc: below is what she looks like, I couldn't find a picture so I had to draw it... on PAINT ;w;

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