Create a Character!

Discussion in 'Forest of FallenLight' started by Superstitious-MM-Smokey, Sep 10, 2017.

  1. Superstitious-MM-Smokey

    Superstitious-MM-Smokey Retired Retired

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    Hello, it's Smokey here! This idea has been in my head for a bit now, and I thought it would be cool to do.

    Basically, you give a name of a character, whether it be a rogue, other group, or a clan cat, and I give you a description including appearance, personality, and backstory! Or more if you ask! You just have to give me the name. The best part is, you can keep the character to roleplay or have as your own, or can just scrap it if you like! I want to do this to improve my character and writing skills more!
    An Example would look like this:

    Legit-McLegit-Player: Lichenbarb

    Then I would do the rest! Such as:

    Appearance: Lichenbarb is a very pale, large, gray-blue tom with a barely curly, short pelt. He has faint under tones of white under his stomach and chin, that eventually fade out completely. His eyes are a pale mint blue that give him an icy or outwardly distant appearance. He has large paws with hooked claws that are always extended the slightest because they grow slightly faster than a normal cat's. He is very lean, yet broad shouldered and slightly stocky. His tail is permanently slightly curved at the end, due to breaking it and it never healing properly when he was a kit. His pelt is littered with scars, the most prominent being one that runs from the corner of the left side of his jaw to the center of his throat. He is faintly muscled, but still strong. His voice is rather deep and a bit raspy, having a faint twinge of a southern accent. Most times, his face is blank or has little expression, appearing to be a bit bored or he just has his head in the clouds.

    Personality: Lichenbarb is a rather distant cat, often preferring to sit in the background instead of being directly in action. This does not mean he never talks to others or doesn't do work. He is rather involved in helping his clan, but usually in hunting or patrolling the borders. He rarely talks, opting to use more body language than physical language. He is a bit quiet and seems to be worn out, and likes to have alone time more often than not. He is not particularly loyal to his clan, as he prefers to be a bit everywhere at once or not really thinking about only his clan. However, he will defend it and will fight for it, he just doesn't seem to care most times. He is cold to most others, only saying a few words and never trying to make conversation or friends. He is a bit aloof and mysterious, as he sticks on the edge of the clan most days. He is really kind to the ones who he cares for, and will always be around them or try to protect them at all costs. He is a very fierce fighter in battle, he does his best to over whelm his enemy and will not stop for any reason. He is usually naturally calm or impassive, doing his best to stay in the back. Because of this, he is a bit wise and will always try to get others to learn. He also will not give up on anyone or anything, being determined to start and finish everything.

    Backstory: Lichenbarb was born in DriftClan, his mother was a clan cat and his father was a loner. He had never really known his father, but he knew his mother, clan mates, and two siblings, Frostkit and . He was also slightly jealous of the other kits who had both parents, never really bothering to play with them. Lillykit was his mother's favorite, as his mother always groomed his sister first and made sure she was safe. She took Lillykit's words over Frostkit or his own, never believing when himself or Frost said something about her being mean or doing something wrong. Because of this, Lichenkit grew close to his only brother, Frostkit. Frostkit was who he spent all of his time around, and who he was the closest with at any point. Lichenkit could usually be found near him, and they would always play and do everything together. One day when his mother was in the nursery taking a nap, him and his siblings were playing near the whispering pond. Lillykit pushed Frostkit into the whispering pond where they were playing, laughing as she did so. Frostkit could not swim, and was quickly sinking. Lichenkit jumped on the rocks and tried to save his brother, only to fall short and get in the water as well. Both him and his brother tried to get out, only struggling. He tried to help his brother up, but it was no use. Lichenkit eventually lost energy and called for help as he struggled, his tail getting caught under a rock he kicked as he desperately flailed. His tail was trapped and broken from the weight of the rock, as he was dragged down. A nearby warrior had rushed to help and saved him in the nick of time, but it was too late for his brother. Lichen was knocked out before he was pulled to shore, and when he awoke in the medicine cat den, he was greeted with his sister crying and his mother looking very mad. Lillykit had told his mother that he drown Frostkit for fun, and despite Lichen's sobbing once he realized his brother was dead, his mother took Lilly's word. His tail was permanently broken at the end, and it would stay curved forever.

    His mother disowned him, and Lichen grew apart from all others. He no longer had energy or as much spirit, and when he became an apprentice he didn't show much promise. Despite this, seeing his sister in the apprentice den being all cocky made him furious. He made sure to out due her in everything, promising to do it for Frostkit. He outshone her as best as he could, and was one of the best apprentices in his group. He always worked hard, despite being silent and cold. When his first battle came, he fought as hard as he could, never backing down. Soon after, he was made a warrior and got his name Lichenbarb, for the shape his tail resembled and how he appeared to be attached to certain cats. He always hated his sister through it all, never considering her as she stayed an apprentice and rarely worked. When greencough has come to DriftClan, Lillypaw and his mother had caught it. Both fell fatally ill, and barely made it through a night before passing away. Despite his hatred for them, he made sure they both had a proper funeral and grave.

    He became more distant, choosing to watch the clan from a distance. He worked every day to become a better warrior, and to make himself stronger for Frostkit. He has been in many battles now, and has gained many scars. His tail is the most painful one to him, because every time he looks at it, it reminds him of Frostkit. He continues to be a warrior in DriftClan to this day, only sticking around because it is the only place he feels truly safe. He would be a loner, but prefers to help others that he feels are his kin. He is at the ripe old age of 58 moons, and has no mate, apprentice, or kits. He has had apprentices, but they are warriors now.

    (sorry for the random example I made up) And that's basically it! You give me a name and I write the character out for you! I only ask a few things
    1. Please do not use names that have already been used, whether it is cannon names or names in game (exceptions being kits, apprentices, and leaders)
    2. Please try to stick to valid names
    3. Specify if you want there a few things to be certain EX: you want it to be a tom, she, or other. If you want a certain clan or group, if you want a sad or happy backstory ect. Or you could just leave it up to me!

    I will try and write as soon as I can, and the character will then be yours!
     
  2. Trem

    Trem Forum & In-Game Moderator Staff Member In-Game Moderator

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    Hey there, Michelle.
    Er, I'll say the name Freckleheart.
     
  3. BryIsDank

    BryIsDank Toxic Senior InGame Moderator Staff Member Senior In-Game Manager

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    Henlo there Smokeh.
    I'll say the name Raggedhawk.
     
  4. Cockatoo123

    Cockatoo123 FallenLight Senior InGame Manager Staff Member Senior In-Game Manager

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    greeting from canada, smokey,

    Blizzardbite
     
  5. Superstitious-MM-Smokey

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    Name: Freckleheart

    Appearance: Freckleheart is a small, lithe, slightly plump silver calico tabby. Her fur is very short, yet dense, wavy,and has a very healthy shine to it. Her spots are larger, taking up a good part of her pelt. She has a tabby gray spot shaped live an oval running from the back of her head to her mid-spine. A pale ginger spot is on her right shoulder, left hind foot, covering her left ear down to the back of her neck, and on fractions of her tail. Black spots are smaller and through out, but do not go on her chest. Her front right leg is black until her knee, and both her back legs are black, save for the left hind foot. She has silver tabby spots in many places instead of white, including one under her neck and one covering the right side of her muzzle. She does have patches of white, but they are some times flecked in soil from when she was hunting. Her eyes are a very warm amber color, and it gives her a welcoming look. Her paws are delicate and rather thin, but she has sharp claws. She appears to be rather delicate and soft, but can be quite the opposite if it's needed. She mainly looks chubby due to her fur, but has a bit of fat from staying in camp to play with kits. Her tail is a little longer than normal, and is sleek, almost like an otter's. She has little to no scars, and appears to have almost a slight glow in the sun light because of her shiny pelt. When her pelt isn't clean, it is speckled in flecks of earth because she doesn't mind being messy if she's helping. She speaks very sweetly, and has a rather kind and soft voice with a British accent. She usually has a small smile on her face, or appears to be relaxed and content.

    Personality: Freckleheart is a very kind, caring, and sweet cat. She will go out of her way to help any cat from any background. She loves to help her clan in any way possible, even if it means pulling ticks off of the elders. Freckle can also be described as mild mannered, respectful, and polite. She is an excellent hunter and has a keen sense of smell, also despite her slightly plump appearance she is relatively swift. She loves to hunt or fish, and is very methodical in the way she does it, being sure to do it swiftly and carefully. Because of this, she splits her time to helping any cat in the clan, playing with the kits, and hunting in the forest. If any one word had to describe her, it would be motherly. She always watches out for her clan mates, and will worry about them frequently. She prefers to avoid any sort of battle or fighting, and would rather talk it out peacefully, finding that it resolves problems much quicker. Freckle is very social, and often mingles with the other cats, asking about their day or helping them just a burr out of their fur. She finds talking to cats the best way to make herself happy, and a good way to ease stress. She rarely has spare time for herself, but doesn't mind the slightest. She views playing with kits, sharing tongues with friends, or talking to elders to be her spare time. She has a pleasant demeanor, and is an optimist, always trying to get others to smile and find the light in the darkest places. If any cat is sad, she will instantly try to cheer them up. Every obstacle is a step forwards for her, and she never lets it get her down! She is very talkative and always wants to make conversation, unless she is with a particular cat which she knows will prefer her silence. She is very loyal to her clan and wants everyone in it to prosper. Even if she is loyal, she will want to help other clans because a sad face is a bad face to her. She is also very loyal to her clan mates and friends, and will always be by their side whenever they need it. She is seen as very honest and trustworthy, almost being the only one everyone can go to or talk to if they have problems. She is pretty much an open book. Even if she is very nice, she is not someone to be walked all over and makes this clear. The instant a cat tries to take advantage of her sweet personality, she will scold them or shut them out. If she is forced to fight, she will only hurt a cat and could never honestly kill. She comes off as a very warm cat, and speaks almost with a purr, and tries to make all cats comfortable in her presence. She purrs quite often to make others feel relaxed. She is very smart, and will try to avoid hurt whenever possible. Because of that she is careful in what she says and does, making sure it won't end horribly. No cat or case to her is a lost cause, and she is very persistent and strong when it comes to getting a cat to open up or to relax. There are only very very few moments when she isn't this nice cat. When she is under extreme stress or when something is going horribly and she views it as her fault, she will get very angry or very scared. Either way causes her to go into a shock or trance for a few days, but then she is normal like nothing happened. These are the freckles or flickers of stress building on the inside of her good nature. She heavily believes in LightClan, and insists that any cat can get in. She can be a bit stubborn, and will always fight for what she believes in.

    Backstory: Freckleheart was born into EclipseClan as Frecklekit. She was very playful from the start, and would nuzzle up to any warrior or try and get them to play so they were happy. She was an only kit, as her mother was slightly sick when she was pregnant. Frecklekit grew up with both of her parents and was quite happy. But when ever something bad happened that scared her, she would hyperventilate or curl up and cry. If she was mad, she got very mad and could almost be violent. Her parents saw this is little faults or freckles for her. Eventually, she learned how to control this and focused on becoming a more mild mannered and sweet cat. As she grew up, she made many friends and learned how to make others feel better. She loved both of her parents, but her mom was her world. Her mom taught her a lot of things, told her stories, groomed her, cared for her, and told her to always smile. She spent a lot of time with her, and eventually Frecklekit promised she would always do so for her because she wanted to always make her mom happy. Her mother was often sick when she was a kit, and Frecklekit would do her best to try and get her to be happy and smile once again. Even if her mom was in and out of the medi den, Frecklekit wouldn't every stop trying to be positive. She would always wonder about the outside, and imagine how great it would be to run around in it.

    Frecklekit became Frecklepaw and grew quickly. She proved to be a fast learner, and was especially good at finding prey. She grew to love the dark canopy of the woods, as well as the crisp air. She would hunt and try to prove how good she was. When she had the chance, she would bring flowers to the cats in camp to try and make their day a bit better. However, when she got to battle training she would refuse to attack her mentor. It proved to be hard to train her in that aspect, and caused her to be made a warrior a moon after she was supposed to. She learned but it was a struggle, and she hated every bit. She made up for her lack of battle skills with a good hunting sense and a strong dedication to her clan.

    When she was 13 moons old, she earned her name Freckleheart, the heart due to her huge caring spirit, dedicated and passionate helping personality, and her warm smile. She would help the clan any way she could, proving she was really a warrior. Her mother soon fell very ill in leaf bare, and she was by her side or trying to help every step. She kept on smiling, even as she knew her mom was dying. She made sure that she made every moment with her mom the best possible, and never fought with her. Half a moon later, her mom passed away. Freckle was destroyed and barely spoke or ate for a moon. She would often lay on her mother's grave, or cry to her dad. When she was sleeping, she had a dream about flowers falling from the sky. As Freckle woke up, she believed it was her mother in LightClan trying to give the gesture of all the flowers Freckle had given back to her. This was when Freckle realized that her mother truly wasn't gone, and was still looking out for her. From that moment on, Freckle strove to be happy and to make others happy. Her faith in LightClan grew, as well as her personality.

    From then until now, Freckle has enjoyed lighting up kit's faces with joy, making elders laugh, or just chatting with her fellow warriors. Every day is a gift to her, and she wants to help as much as possible. She is now 22 moons, and has no kits, apprentices, crush, or mate. She continues to serve in EclipseClan loyally, and insists she will do so until she passes away. She will always want to be the best cat possible, as well as the best friend and warrior.
     
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  6. Owlie

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    Hm how about Runningshadow
     
  7. Superstitious-MM-Smokey

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    Name: Raggedhawk

    Appearance: Raggedhawk is a large, medium brown, long, candle flame tabby tom. His pelt is choppy in most places, having multiple, cut up layers in some places or barely any at all in some spots where there are scars. His fur is longer in some places than others, most notable on his chest and his flanks. Over all, it is rather dense and coarse looking most days. His fur is rarely ever groomed, and usually has multiple tangles or is flecked in mud or soil. His ears are rather small, and are very slightly folded. His stomach is the only area with white fur, the white fur fades out the further away from the center of his stomach it is. He has very large paws which are a paler brown in color than the rest of his body. He has long, hooked claws that protrude slightly because of their length. Ragged's tail is long and plume like, and it has a very feathery texture. Despite this, it is missing fur in a few places. He has a broad face and a rather long muzzle. His eyes are a dull amber-yellow color and appear to be very alert. His whiskers are long, but he is missing a few. He is heavily scarred, having two long ones on the top and side of his tail. Smaller scars are all over, the largest being one across his right shoulder. His ears are notched and slightly torn. He is broad shouldered, and has a wide stance. He is very well muscled as well as strong, it being very noticeable under his pelt. His from is a bit lean, because he doesn't eat all that often. He often appears to have a slight scowl or as if he is thinking deeply, even if that is not the case. His voice is deep, but a bit raspy and soft.

    Personality: Raggedhawk appears to be scary to most other cats, but this is not the case. He is actually very kind and loving to his clan mates, and will always be there for them. He usually checks in on his clan mates to make sure they are alright. Despite this, he rarely talks and will silently bring this or do things without being told. He is often silent most times, only speaking when spoken to. He is usually found in the center of camp, watching the kits and apprentices, or is near the entrance, guarding from there. He usually appears to be thinking, but it usual is nothing. He prefers to analyze cats when meeting them, in order to find a way to best gain their trust. He is rather down to earth and always will follow through with a solution that makes sense to him. He is a careful thinker, and can spend a loooong time thinking or debating about on thing whether it be with himself or others. He loves to hunt and is very good at doing it. His eyesight is wonderful, and he can spot a good amount of things before other cats, or can see it coming. He relies more on his eyes rather than his nose, as his sense of smell can be a bit poor. He loves to climb trees or watch from them, because it makes him feel like he has an advantage. He is rather swift on ground and when he is in trees, and it doesn't take long for him to travel. He is rather silent when hunting or when he is alone, and can sneak up on a lot of things. He sometimes uses this to give his friends mini heart attacks. Even if he wants to help his clan mates, he isn't the most social cat and will rather watch and help from a distance than greet every single one. He is very independent and stubborn, and will only usually want to do things his way. He is also blunt so he will not hesitate to call any cat out on something, and will not sugar coat anything. He can be seen as a bit harsh, but he only means for the best. His face is usually a scowl because he feels that others won't attack or try to attack him if he looks fierce. He is also loyal to his clan and clan mates, but will not follow his leader if he believes his leader is wrong. He is also quick thinking/witty, which can get him or others out of bad situations. He is very strong, fierce, swift, and fearless in battle. He will not back down even if he is bleeding to death, and will charge on even if he knows it is hopeless. He isn't always honest to others, and will lie if it is needed in order for a plan to go right. Despite this, he is rather trustworthy to his clan mates and they can be sure to always do what is best. He will sacrifice himself for others if he believes their life is greater than his.

    Backstory: Raggedhawk was born Ragged a rogue. He was taught to be independent as a kit. His parents would only give him and his 3 siblings the basic necessities, and leave them to find out the rest. Ragged quickly grew up, and learned to be a good hunter in order so he and his siblings wouldn't starve. Ragged was the biggest kit in the litter, the first born, and prospered the most. He was favored by his parents, but they did not take care of him like they should have. Ragged was left to hunt for his family and care for his siblings most times. When he was 4 and a half moons, his parents abandon him and his siblings when they were sleeping. From that moment on, Ragged tried to be a care taker of them. He taught his siblings to hunt, fight, and to heal minor injuries. His siblings soon learned and learned fast. Ragged was often the one who would defend them from other cats, or from predators. He did his best and often got scars from this. They all lived happily together in one den, and would always be there for each other. When him and his siblings were all 15 moons, not much had changed. But his two sisters decided to part ways with him and his brother and become loners together. From then on, his brother and him never saw them again.

    Ragged happily lived with his brother in a small den under a boulder for a few more moons. They both grew closer together and even fiercer in personality. One day, Ragged was hunting near a clan territory unknowingly. Since his sense of smell wasn't the best, he accidentally crossed the border to catch a hare. He quickly pounced on the hare, killing it and holding it in his jaws. Suddenly, he was tackled onto his side by a scrawny warrior since he was not prepared. When the warrior demanded why he was on the territory of MeadowClan, Ragged simply asked what exactly a "MeadowClan" was. The warrior was confused as to why he didn't know what MeadowClan was, and Ragged offered to simply bring the hare to the clan, since it was caught in MeadowClan territory. The warrior begrudgingly agreed, and carefully watched Ragged as he was lead into camp. Ragged, to his word, put the hare in the fresh kill pile. Ragged could not believe how incredible the clan was, and he asked if he could join, because to him it was wondrous that so many cats could be there and be happy. The warrior didn't know, and asked the leader. The leader agreed to let Ragged in only if he left his rogue ways behind and proved to be helpful to the clan. If he wasn't helpful in the first moon he was there, be would be exiled and could never return. Ragged agree to this eagerly, and went to tell his brother.

    His brother wasn't so happy, and was confused as to why Ragged would do this. Ragged insisted that the clans were great and that maybe he should join MeadowClan with him. His brother flat out refused, preferring to stay a rogue. He begrudgingly wished Ragged good luck and told him good bye, hoping to see him every few moons. Ragged returned to MeadowClan the next day, and worked as hard as he could for the next moon. No distance or task was too much for him, and he always did as he was asked. Ragged got his name Raggedhawk after that moon, officially making him a clan cat. The hawk part of his name was from his keen eye sight and his fierce personality. He quickly got used to clan life, and remained loyal, helping as best as he could. He became a bit more quiet due to not feeling like he fit in, or had anything in common with the other clan cats. Raggedhawk still to this day is helpful and will always be striving for best and to prove himself worthy. He is a fierce fighter, a dedicated warrior, and a loyal friend. He has proven himself in battle many times, and has the new scars to prove so. He does occasionally see his brother every few moons. He has no crush, mate, or kits. He was had one apprentice, but currently has none. He is at the age of 28 moons now, and is as energetic as ever.
     
  8. UnMuteYaBoy

    UnMuteYaBoy Well-Known Member

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    Hoi m8! Could you make the stuff up for Pearear? If thats valid. Thanks! (Pear - ear)
     
  9. Coco_The_One_And_Only

    Coco_The_One_And_Only Well-Known Member

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  10. UnMuteYaBoy

    UnMuteYaBoy Well-Known Member

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    This to me?
     
  11. Patchcloudy

    Patchcloudy Well-Known Member

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    Ah, what about a character named Talonstrike.
     
  12. Coco_The_One_And_Only

    Coco_The_One_And_Only Well-Known Member

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    No?
     
  13. UnMuteYaBoy

    UnMuteYaBoy Well-Known Member

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    Could you do Annoyingpaw? (Yes, I have the char. it is valid)
     
  14. Sparta (LiluTheCat)

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  15. Superstitious-MM-Smokey

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    Name: Blizzardbite

    Appearance: Blizzardbite is a long, unusually large, snowy white tom. His pelt has inky black stripes that are thin at the top, and become slightly thicker towards the bottom. The stripes start off as more of a pale grey, but become darker the closer to his stomach they are. The stripes are most noticeably dark on his chest and tail, and the very top of his head. His face is free from the stripes, but they are under his chin and on the top of his head. He very much resembles a white tiger in that aspect. On top of the stripes, there are flecks, dapples, and stripes of very light silver that tinge his pelt. The grey is faintly noticeable from a distance, but is more clear the closer to him you are. His fur is very long, and very thick. Despite this, it has more of a rough texture but isn't frizzy. The fur is very dense and he appears a bit fluffy. His eyes are a frosty, icy arctic blue. The blue fades to a darker shade at the edges of his eyes. His eyes make him look serious, or over all scary. His eyes never have any kind of glint or emotion in them, and he appears to be heartless to most because of this. But, his eyes are not dull. They are very bright and alert. His fur appears to be wind swept most days, and he only fixes it when he knows he has nothing better to do. Blizzard's tail is lengthy, bushy, and has a feathery texture at the ends of the fur. His tail is slightly longer than normal, and is very thick. His paws are very huge, and have long, sharp, hooked claws to match. The fur grows thick in between his toes and on his paw pads, and he never seems to get could on the snow because of this. His ears are normal sized, but have thick fur in and around them. His ear tips have little spikes of fur on the tips. His face is slightly broader than a normal cat's, and it is a bit longer. His nose is quite long, and can make him look a bit serious. His muzzle is also long, and so are his front teeth. His front canines are very long, and the tip can be seem protruding from his upper jaw at some times, a bit like a vampire. His face is relatively sleek compared to the rest of his body. His nose is a dark gray, and is slightly small. His whiskers are long and curve slightly down. He has no noticeable scars on his pelt at all. Whether he has them or not is unknown by most due to his thick fur. His bones are thick, and he has a wide stance, yet has an aspect of elegance to him. He is a bit lean, but does not appear so because of his pelt. His muscles are very noticeable, and he is very strong. His muscles are very built up mostly around his upper body and legs. His face is often blank or close to emotionless. It is either that, or a deep scowl. No one is actually sure if they have seen him smile. His voice is deep, and raspy. It can be hard to hear what he has to say. He speaks gruffly and his voice is sharp.

    Personality: Blizzardbite isn't as mean as he sounds, but is still pretty bad. Blizzard is very bad at reading the moods of other cats, and can often not pick up on what they feel or what is appropriate to say. Because of this, he speaks his views as it is, even if it is very blunt and harsh. He doesn't completely mean to say what he does, and it comes out wrong. He means the best, but usually will not say or do the right thing. He is very flat, seemingly to only show nothing or anger on his face. He doesn't like to speak or add any type of flowery language to what he says. He is extremely blunt and will directly tell every cat what he thinks no matter what it is. This tends to make others uncomfortable. His words are usually static or come out vague, leaving the cat to find out what he meant. He is a bit of a loner, and will be found outside of camp by himself in a tree, a small cave, or by a river most days. The only reasons he goes into camp is for food, meetings, or sleep. He can be gone from the camp for days at a time and will just return. Most times, what he says or does is borderline mean or harsh. He can't read the mood or feelings of other cats, so often doesn't care how his actions affect them or what they do. Blizzard will not care if they are related to him, or are even his mate. He will be just as mean. He doesn't really care for most of his clan mates, and never or rarely talks to them. Most times, he patrols alone or hunts alone and only returns to report what happened or to drop of the prey before he leaves. Blizzard likes silence and his own company over another cat's. He is a cat who strongly believe that the ends do justify the means. He can be mean because of this view alone. He is rather intelligent, and can form plans quickly and attack or make the first move if needed. Despite this, he often rushes head on into things or goes against what other want and he might just attack on his own. He is an independent thinker, and will not listen to anyone besides himself. He is seen as untrustworthy, but it does not matter most times because he never talks to anyone anyways. He won't actually ever attack or hurt another cat without a reason that is just to him, but will not hesitate to scare them. He can't trust anyone himself, and will be sure they stay away. His emotions are usually calm, or beyond angry. When it is calm, the world is well and he is rather relaxed. But when it is beyond anger, it is advised to stay away. He will destroy anything or any cat in his path. He is rather bull headed and it takes severely wounding him to get him to stop if it gets that bad. He seems to throw caution to the wind sometimes, but when he is calm, he is overly cautious. Nothing is ever done selflessly is how he views things. He can't even trust his clan mates. His eyes and hearing are rather keen, and he is a very good hunter. He is also strong in battle, and one of the fiercest fighters. He will never stop, and will always come back for revenge. He is ruthless and has pretty much no heart, and would even attack a kit if he had to. He is swift, silent, and weirdly strong. He can sneak up and easily take another cat out, or distract them. He isn't loyal to anyone or anything, and will not hesitate to leave a clan or a clan mate, or betray them. If he does happen to like some cats, he won't turn on them and will actually defend them. Even then, he is a very closed off and silent cat. He is a bit selfish in the way that he cares for himself more than others. He actually trains for fights by himself in the woods. He is very good at swimming, and likes to do so even if his fur is soaked. He loves the snow and the cold, and will not hesitate to roll in the snow or to lay on ice. He can easily and swiftly move in it, and has little problem doing so often. He is often a deep thinker, and does so mostly at night.

    Backstory: Blizzardbite was found alone at the TorrentClan border as a kit by a patrol. He was young, and he doesn't remember much about his life before that. When asked his name, he didn't reply. The cat who found him suggested he should be Blizzardkit, since he was found in a pile of snow. He was taken in and given a step mom since he was only three moons. His mother did his best to care for him and his adopted siblings, but he always felt different. He knew he stood out against their muddy brown and sleek black pelts. When his mom wasn't looking, his brothers and sisters often made fun of him for his fur. He often ran to his mother crying, and his mother would shoo him off, insisting it meant nothing. It happened day after day, and eventually he walled off his adopted family. He felt they were only there to hurt him and make fun of him, so he shut them out. He was very cold to them when he was 5 moons old. He rarely spoke to them, never played with them, and would do everything by himself. He never viewed them as family then. He decided that he was his only family, and he could only trust himself. When his adopted siblings and him reached 6 moons, they were apprenticed. At the ceremony, he didn't even look at them. His mentor and their mentors often insisted that they trained together. Blizzardpaw didn't like this idea, but did it anyways.

    He often tried to make fools of his siblings, and would fight to be the best. He came out on top on just about everything. When he didn't, Blizzard often insisted to train with his mentor more that day. He became even colder to the other cats, only focusing on himself. He progressed more and more, soon beating his siblings at every thing. He started to train with other warrior when his mentor was around, and quickly gained a fighting style. When he was made a warrior, he practically strode up. His eyes were focused on his siblings, glaring at them while they watched. He was triumphant, partly because he was made a warrior first. The bite part of his name was given for his biting personality and long teeth.
    From that point on, he wasn't ever near them, or any other cat. The only cat who he was close to was his mentor. He was always with his mentor, and his mentor was the only one who he showed his emotions to.

    One day, his mentor fell ill after an infection from a rat bite spread. Blizzard would stay by his mentor, making sure she was taken care of. He always was near her, only leaving to bring her prey or water. Sadly, she passed away because the infection wasn't treated in time. He personally helped carry her body to be buried. When she died, the last of emotions did too. He laid on her grave for days and nights, crying to himself. After that, he felt a hole in his heart that couldn't be fixed. His weakness made him realize he should never get close to a cat again, so he became even colder. The only cat who he can show his emotions to is his mentor, and he does so by bringing a piece of prey or flower to her grave every so often. He no longer really cares for other cats, and likes to be left alone to think or to silently serve. He would be a loner, but he stays in TC because that's where his mentor's body is, and leaving TC would mean he would never see her again. He has no mate, crush, or kits, and does not at this time care to get an apprentice. He is currently 24 moons.
     
  16. Cockatoo123

    Cockatoo123 FallenLight Senior InGame Manager Staff Member Senior In-Game Manager

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    ahhh this is really well written thank you!!
     
  17. Superstitious-MM-Smokey

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    Name: Annoyingpaw (Annoyingroar)

    Appearance: Annoying is a large, golden marbled tabby tom. His pelt is a bright golden warm honey color. His stripes are darker in shade, and run all over his body. They are thinner closer to his face and on his legs. His pelt has a few patches that are more orange in color than golden. These patches are on his sides, tail, left hind leg, and on his neck. His fur is short, sleek and glossy, and shines brightly. But it usually is unkempt and messy. His pelt is slightly thicker and fluffier around his neck, and on his paws. The fur is usually ruffled up slightly, or sticking up weirdly. In texture, it is a bit coarse to the touch. His paws are larger than a normal cat's, and have long claws. His claws are slightly curved. His fur sticks out between his toes, and slightly covers his paw pads. His tail is a bit more fluffy, and the fur comes off as plume like and sticks out. His ears are a bit larger than normal, and are more round at the tips. Annoying's ears have a few tiny nicks in them, but they aren't noticeable unless you are close up. His jaw is rather defined, and appears to be slightly crooked. Despite that, he talks fine. His eyes are a bit droopy, and are a bright sky blue. His face is pretty broad, but his muzzle is a normal length. His teeth are a bit longer, and the canine on the his right side of his mouth slightly pokes out. He is muscled well enough, and slightly more built than average. His bones are a bit dense, but he has an average stance. He is on the lean side, but isn't really all that skinny. His nose is a soft pink in color. His whiskers are a bit short and sparse. He usually has a goofy smile on his face, and looks rather cheerful. His voice is a bit higher pitched, because he is still young. He tends to speak rather loudly, but can tone it down. His voice is almost overly happy, but it is encouraging and good in bad times.

    Personality: Annoyingroar is a happy go lucky type of cat. No problem gets in his way, and it never is too big or too hard. He is very optimistic, and every step whether it be backwards or forwards is a step ahead for him. He is always smiling, and will always try to make the best of anything. He is easily approachable, and is very nice. It's almost like he wants to be friends with everyone. His face almost always has a smile on it. He's the one who cracks jokes in a depressing time to try and lighten up the mood. He can be really talkative, and it does get to a point where you almost wish cats had ear plugs. He tends to ramble on and can do so for hours, even if it starts off like "What's your favorite piece of prey?" He always has something to say about everything, but won't talk or give his opinion unless asked. He means the best, and is just trying to make others feel relaxed. He tends to talk a bit loudly because he has had a bit of hearing damage from when he was very young. He talks loud to hear his own voice and to know what he's saying. And because he is a bit hard of hearing, he might ask for something to be said again or to be said louder. This makes him seem like he is rude and not listening, but he isn't. He is trying his hardest, but sometimes it isn't enough. He is one of the kinder hearted cats, and wants to be friends with everyone, and wants everyone to be happy. He'll do anything to help anyone, and when there is nothing to do, he wants to be watching the kits, or gossiping with the other cats. He always goes around, making sure all of the clan has what they need, or to see if he can just hang out with them. He is very social, and wants to spend time with other cats to get to know them, or to build stronger bonds in the clan. He can usually be found in the center of the camp or in one of the main dens. As far as interacting with the clan, he's happy to play with the kits, run around and have fun with the apprentices, gossip with the warriors, listen to the elder's tales of "back in my day..." (despite the fact they said the same story like 15 times) or go to the medicine den and bring the cats in there flowers or prey to make them feel better. He can come off as overly friendly, or overly personal with other cats, which might make them uncomfortable. His tendency to ramble can also drive off some. But they don't ignore him or push him away, they more stay away from him or avoiding asking him questions so they don't get an ear full. Annoying will actually be quiet if you ask him, but most cats don't even ask. He is overly nice or sweet to anyone, wanting to have peaceful out comes if possible. To him, no cat is an enemy until they make you theirs. Annoying is rather energetic, and will have no problem running all around camp. Annoying has a rather good sense of smell, and is a fantastic hunter. Despite his name, he is silent when moving or hunting, and can hardly be heard. He is very swift, and will always be up for a challenge or a race. He is rather confident, and believes strongly in himself, as well as others if they need it. If you are really close with him, he can be a bit cocky and he knows he is good at most things he does. But he can admit he is wrong or isn't as good as another cat if they best him. He tends to be rather dense, and some times can't pick up obvious hints. It isn't the best to sugar coat things with him, because it might end up confusing him with what you actually mean. Even with that, he sugar coats bad news when he is talking to others. Another thing some cats might have found annoying about him is his stubbornness. If this cat has set his mind, you will not change it. No matter what you do, even if he knows he is not right any more, he will not change what he said or did. Annoyingroar is rather brave, and is the first one to go for anything, and the first one to clear the path. He wants to prove himself, and will always lead fearlessly for what he believes in. This makes him skilled in battle. He will charge and go for something, and will not back down even if he risks his life. He will always push forwards, and will fight until his last breath. He is strong and stealthy, and can pack quite a punch to any cat. Even in battle, while he may be fearless, he will not want to kill. Killing any other cat is morally wrong to him, and he will always freak out if faced with the situation. Annoying also tends to jump into things without thinking it through, but usually his attitude and personality help pull him through, even if everything is figuratively or literally on fire. He wants everyone to be happy, and wants peaceful endings to most things. But he still will fight as hard as he can if it is needed. He is not specifically loyal to any clan or group, but is instead loyal to his friends and the warrior code. He will never let them down or break the rules if possible, and will try his best. He always gives 110% to everything that he does, and it can end up draining him. Long story short, he sleeps like a rock. He puts all of his trust almost everyone, and wants them to do the same for him. He can also seem to spot a lie in most cats. Since he is social, he knows how cats act and will always find out the truth behind things. He is also very persistent in what he does, and will not stop bugging them until they spill the truth. He is rather selfless, and will put others before himself. If he can't find a friend or anyone to talk to, he will go pick flowers, or roll around in the grass. He might even take a nap by the stream. He is surprisingly great in battle, and has mixed meathods. He is very honest, and can be trusted with anything. Despite him being talkative, he will never tell a secret. He is a very good cat to go to if you ever need to talk something out, or if you need to get something off of your chest. He is considerate, and caring of others. Overall, he has a warm personality and is very brave, and will stand up for anyone or anything. He is talkative, but comes off as annoying due to it and other misconceptions about him. He actually has a decent amount of friends because he is so trustworthy and kind, even if he is loud.

    Backstory: Annoyingpaw was born as Sunkit in MeadowClan. He had one sister, Dapplekit, and two brothers, Sparkkit and Wolfkit. Sunkit stood out as one of the most happy kits in the nursery. His father had loved it, but his mother was more unhappy as Sunkit talked all the time. He always tried to brighten everyone's day, or tried to be a "warrior" and be fierce. Sunkit always tried to make his siblings happy, and usually did so. He always played with them and was content just sleeping with them. He grew a very tight bond with them, and had many friends. One day, Sunkit was playing with his siblings by Cattail creek, him and Wolfkit were wrestling on the shore. When Sunkit was pinning Wolfkit down, Wolfkit kicked him off and into the creek. Sunkit was not expecting it, and landed in the creek on a rock, slamming the side of his head on it and accidentally swallowing water. Wolfkit panicked and screamed, and so did Sunkit's other siblings. Sunkit struggled to get up, and was saved by a queen who was watching her own kits play when she heard the scream. He was brought to the medicine den immediately, and once he had coughed up the water, nothing appeared to be wrong. His mother and father, as well as his siblings, came in to make sure he was alive. To be sure he was fine, his mother requested that he stay in the medicine cat den for another day or two. The next day something was clearly wrong with Sunkit. When Wolfkit came in crying and brought him a flower as an apology, Sunkit didn't hear him or look up at first. Wolfkit had to paw at him for him to notice. And when Sunkit did, he was happy to see his brother but talked rather strangely and louder than normal. And later, when his dad brought him prey, he complained of a sharp pain when he tried to eat. The medicine cat looked at him again, and noticed his jaw was slightly out of placed. While the medi tried to fix it, it was in vain. It would forever be slightly crooked. Sunkit also had an ear infection from the water. Sunkit was treated right away, but still ended up losing a bit of his hearing. Despite this, Sunkit was as optimistic and happy as ever. He still remained close to his siblings and tried to always be friends with the other kits. But eventually, his hearing loss sometimes caught up to him. He wasn't as good at some games any more, because he couldn't hear cats coming as well. Sunkit decided to sit out and talk to his mother if he knew he would lose the game. Since he lost some hearing, he had to talk louder so he could hear himself. His mother wasn't as happy, as she now had to deal with a louder kit, as well as 3 others. The other kits also noticed he didn't respond to them as well, and didn't always seem to listen when they called him. His mother one day said to him "If you don't listen, you will always be annoying!" Sunkit couldn't hear that as well, and ended up looking like he was ignoring her. She changed his name to Annoyingkit because it was annoying how he couldn't listen and how he always talked loudly. But this didn't damper his personality. He was always himself, and as happy and sweet as ever.

    It was arguably the best day in his life when Annoyingkit was made an apprentice with his siblings. He tried to do and learn everything with them, and his sibling's mentors tried to stand his tendency to ramble. Ultimately, they bared with it and he usually trained with them. He had fun, and quickly grew to be a good apprentice. Annoyingpaw's own mentor was very understanding of his accident, and always focused on training him to improve to make up for his loss. His mentor made sure to focus on improving his hearing, and was very patient with him. Annoyingpaw was very swift and brave from the first moment, and proved to be a quick learner. His loss made him train harder and focus more so he could be the best warrior. He was shown to be an excellent hunter, and even better at fighting. He always took risks that the other apprentices didn't. He became strogner in all aspects, and learned how to cope with his hearing loss. He surprised the whole clan when he was silent during all of his tests and training. He learned how to be respectful, and strongly clung to the warrior code. He was always doing his best to prove to his mentor and his clan that his voice and his accident did not define who he was, or what he could be. He quickly made new friends with the other apprentices and warriors, and would train with them or would help them. Not surprisingly, he passed his warriors test with flying colors. He ended up becoming a warrior first out of all of his siblings.

    When it came time for his name, there was much debate. -Lion was suggested because of his bravery, but it was shot down because lions didn't meow constantly and weren't the most social. Wolfpaw, his sibling, suggest -Roar for the suffix. It pointed out his bravery and referenced a lion because of his pelt, but roar was loud and it meant a cat had power. It could also mean the cat could be heard from a distance, and was known. So Annoyingpaw was made Annoyingroar for his loud tendencies, bravery, pelt, and his powerful personality. He is very happy with his name, and is seen as a good warrior and an even better friend.


    Annoyingroar is just barely a warrior, and is as happy as ever. It is unknown whether he has a crush, but he is only 13 moons old and has no mate or kits. He still is doing his best and living up to his name.
     
  18. UnMuteYaBoy

    UnMuteYaBoy Well-Known Member

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    Thanks, Smokey!!!!!!! I might try to edit it bit so it doesn't sound too much like Crookedstar. But, now you've gotta make Wolfpaw a warrior name. XD
     
    Last edited: Sep 29, 2017
  19. Superstitious-MM-Smokey

    Superstitious-MM-Smokey Retired Retired

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    Was that pun on purpose?
     
  20. UnMuteYaBoy

    UnMuteYaBoy Well-Known Member

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    Yes. Its time for WOlfpaw.
     

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