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Ficha PandArmy - Tay

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 16:32:51 PDT

Nombre: Tay.

Clan: Blanco

Edad: 21 Años

Cargo: Soldado

Rango: Subordinado

Altura/Peso: 1,77 cm/ 65kg(?)

Personalidad: Distante, Tsundere(?) Y odioso. Le cuesta acercarse a los demás. Puede ser sociable si lo intenta, es muy servicial a pesar de su apariencia Anti-social(?). Es rudo(?) y le gusta improvisar si llega a ocurrir algo inesperado. Cuando se enfada puede llegar a ser muy violento~.

Historia: Solía ser un buen niño panda(?) pero ha temprana edad perdió a su padre en la guerra. Desde entonces se convirtió en la ''oveja negra'' De la familia, Desobedecía a su madre y hacia lo que quería sin fijarse en las consecuencias. a los 15 años desarrollo un gusto por las armas de todo tipo, y comenzó a practicar su uso a espaldas de su madre, la cual no le dejo nunca acercarse a un arma por la perdida de su esposo, al poco tiempo se hiso experto en manejo de armas, especializándose en Armas de fuego. a medida que crecía más distante de su familia se hacia, pues no se sentía como si fuera parte de ella. A los 18 se fue de casa a vivir solo sin olvidar ir a visitar a su Familia de vez en cuando (?). Al cumplir los 20, detectaron una enfermedad terminar en su madre quedando hospitalizada. Un año después falleció, Quedando entonces completamente solo~. Termino Siendo bastante apegado a su respectivo clan puesto que era lo único que tenía.

Gustos/Disgustos:

Gustos:
Comida (?)
Practicar con Armas.
Dormir(?)
Socializar (aunque sea muy poco notorio(?))
Los perros (????)

Disgustos:
La comida picante
La gente que se cree superior.
Los gatos (?)

Extras:

-Suele ser sobre protector con sus amigos.
-No le gusta pagar la comida, y aveces huye para no hacerlo (?)
- Le gustan las cosas dulces. aunque prefiere no mencionarlo~

Ahí esta mi horrible y deforme ficha ;A; ojala esta bien y me acepten en el grupo ;v;
eso... -huye-

Zan Ruan

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 07:34:15 PDT

Zan Ruan: daughter of Zan Xiu and Zhang Nane, has her father’s anti-social attitude and his cleverness, has her mother’s heart of love
Bio:

Message to the New Girl

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 16:59:27 PDT

These are all the characters that will be in prologue demo of Lakewood-U. Of course I'll be adding more to the story later on, but for now this is it If you can't read the handwriting and want to know what it says, I'll put all of them in quotes below, along wit short bios for each character. Order is going from left to right.

"Being new sux! Hang in there!"
- Gwen
Height: 5' 0"
Weight: 101 lbs
Age: 18
Birthday: March 11th
Zodiac: Pisces
Blood Type: B
Likes: shopping, swimming, poetry, coffee
Dislikes: pda, mornings, boredom

Sarcastic and kind of gloomy, it's hard to catch her in a good mood. Is a bit self-centered and always quick to come back with a snide remark whenever she disagrees about something. Though she loves shopping at the mall, she hates working there (course, she'd probably hate her job, no matter where she worked).

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"Hey beautiful, can't wait to meet ya!!"
- Aden
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 154 lb.
Age: 18
Birthday: September 25th
Zodiac: Libra
Blood Type: AB
Likes: beauty, politics, debating, organization
Dislikes: filth, chaos, rebels

Can usually be seen wearing an arrogant smile. While some see him as charming and charismatic, others may view him as materialistic and "fake". However, he seems to have his own code of honor, which he strictly abides. In his spare time he enjoys doing volunteer work and helping others in need; He's especially obligated to show unrivaled generosity towards beautiful women.

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"This is so exciting!!"
- Samura
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 137 lb.
Age: 19
Birthday: July 24th
Zodiac: Leo
Blood Type: A
Likes: books, napping, romance, sweets
Dislikes: conflict, gore, sports

Cheerful, kind, and polite towards everyone except her twin brother, Ki, who also happens to be the one person she's closest to. A bit of a romantic, she is a bit of a daydreamer and tends to "space out" from time to time. Laziness and lack of concentration causes her to be not-so-great at sports or academics, but she's very creative; Being an exceptional writer. She also has good social skills that allows her to get along with just about everyone.

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"Keep out of my room."
- Ki
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 163 lb.
Age: 19
Birthday: July 24th
Zodiac: Leo
Blood Type: A
Likes: music, independence, cars, animals
Dislikes: being told what to do, conformists, crowds

Despite being an anti-social, he is generally mellow and easy going. Rarely smiles or shows any other type of emotion, except when feeling shy or embarrassed. Other than his twin sister, Samura, he prefers the company of other guys and can be kind of grumpy whenever a female is around. Because he doesn't have a lot of friends, (due to a lack of interest) he spends most of his time either alone or hanging out with his family.

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"Good Luck!"
- Wilder
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 150 lb.
Age: 18
Birthday: June 1st
Zodiac: Gemini
Blood Type: B
Likes: sports, older men, fitness, gossip
Dislikes: laziness, immaturity, negativity

Few people know her first name, because she's always gone by her last name for as long as anyone can remember. Being a total health-nut, she is known to nag others about eating a balanced diet and exercising regularly. Her favorite sports are baseball and swimming, though she enjoys a wide variety. Tries her best to be a good person, but she has a bit of a temper which can sometimes get in the way.

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"I'll be your homeroom teacher this year. Nice to meet you."
- Mr. Satoya
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 166 lb.
Age: ??
Birthday: January 14th
Zodiac: Capricorn
Blood Type: B
Likes: ???
Dislikes: ???

All college freshman are assigned to a homeroom, to help them prepare for the future. Besides being a freshman homeroom teacher, he also teaches literature. He doesn't talk much about his personal life, so not a whole lot is known about him; Other than he has an excellent memory and really seems to enjoy teaching.

Pillar:. TK-03-00-02

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 13:59:07 PDT

Full name: Tiber's Under the boardwalk
Call name: Pillar
Identification Number: TK-03-00-02
Breed: Canadian shepherd dog
Gender: male
Age: 1 Year
Breeder: import
Owner: Tiber Kennels
Titles: None
Discipline: Obedience, Dock dog, SAR, agility
Personality: a couch potato, he loves to cuddle and is more of a "stay behind the crowd" anti-social dog, although he loves humans.

Generation: 1st
*****import*******

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Offspring: None
Breeding status: CLOSED too young
Breeding slots filled: 0/5
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Social (humans):
Social (dogs):
Aggression: (no stars means the dog is highly aggressive, all stars means its not aggressive)
Health

Shows entered:
Show:
Class:
Ends: --
Prize:

Leasing and Co-Owning Information
Available for lease: YES
Available for co-owning: YES
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Point Systems~
- Rank: total points:- 5xp

Event-
reference- 5xp
Titles:
TD-
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Design (c) *mimmiley
Art © ~Muttari

TDE: Robyn {New/Updated Reference}

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 01:07:46 PDT

If I haven't added your character's relation towards my own or I haven't listed a drawing/rp in which my character is featured that you know of, please let me know so I can edit their description!

I tried not to change her too much, though I did want to edit a few things. Mostly, what I changed were the shades of her coat, and added more of the light markings. I also added a celtic cross on her tail, as a way for her to remember Carney <3

Skelts: 40
Status: Healthy

Name: Robyn
Age: 2 1/2
Gender: Female
Breed: Doberman x Collie [Mutt]
Rank: Convoy [Hawker]

Personality: [Pessimistic] [Cautious] [Adventurous] [Determined] [Insecure]
Robyn is a hardworking and intelligent canine, but sometimes her insecurities tend to get the best of her. She is quick on her feet and appears to be a confident and brave figure, but she only believes in her abilities rather than her whole self. She has a slightly pessimistic attitude and has a hard time seeing the bright side to bad situations. Her negative perspective and her habit to observe every small detail has made her very cautious when it comes to missions and tight spots, but daily life decisions go quite another way. She is not as reckless as she used to be when she was a bit younger, but her natural curiosity sometimes takes its hold while in Eden. Robyn knows when to think things through yet chooses to ignore it unless she is on an expedition. Her cautious attitude is lost in this sense, except when it comes to strangers. Among friends she feels comfortable and safe, but among those she does not know she can become reserved and even seem a bit distant. She tries to avoid interactions with unknown canines at all costs, but sometimes it just cannot be helped.

Overall, Robyn is a smart canine who thinks things through only when it counts and to her that’s when on a mission and when faced with a stranger. Her adventurous nature is primary, even if she must restrain herself in serious situations. She is afraid to fail in her duties, and her insecurities are what often get the best of her. Sometimes, however, her negative attitude and bad habits tend to save her life, and she has escaped close calls many times before.

History: Robyn always had a deep bond with her mother, a respected mapper. It was she who passed on her intelligence to the young mix breed, and many of her cautious habits were picked up by Robyn as a young pup. Her father, a gate guard, was not quite as positive as her mother. He saw many dogs come and go and some were not allowed back inside or never returned. Unbeknownst to Robyn, shavings of his pessimistic attitude reached her, though she did not think much of it until she grew older. This was because her mother and father balanced each other out perfectly, and Robyn never learned too much of the good things and too much of the bad things from either.

That is until a few months before her first birthday. Her mother was to go on an expedition as she did every now and then when the convoy went out on missions. Once she left, she never came back. Her father was devastated, having watched his own mate be declined entry by one of his partners. He didn’t tell Robyn until a few days later, and when the young mutt learned of what happened, she sank into misery. Her mother’s gas mask strap had snapped from lack of repair, and the air quickly infected her, effectively insuring her death soon after her denied re-entry into Eden.

Months later would find Robyn with a mask of her own, and her father’s negative habits slowly getting to her. Without her mother there to balance it out, Robyn needed someone else to fill the void of her heart. This led her to a rushed relationship with an unknown male months older than herself. The male’s reckless habits and willingness to charge into danger had a profound effect on Robyn, and this is something she can never forget no matter how hard she tries. It is etched into her skin in the form of scars.

Every instance of raiders brought Robyn to the brink of near infection, as she took on the male’s personality and became reckless. She’s been lucky one too many times, as any of the scratches and bite wounds she now has could easily have been infected. Luckily for her, her father was there to save her each and every time, and the last time he did, she had to go to the physician in order to heal the wounds she received. She now wears bandages on her front legs in order to try and hide many of the scars and past injuries she received. Upon her father’s continued request, Robyn broke it off with the male she had been seeing and abandoned him entirely.

Since then, she began putting some of her learned personality to use, training to become a convoy hawker. She wanted to be able to help others rather than destroy herself, and her insecurities – although they did not disappear – lessened as she became confident in her budding abilities.

As Robyn trained she began to remember her mother’s lessons, and she felt shameful regret at having thrown it all away in grief. She used her mother’s memory to make her proud, and she is now a successful hawker, still rehabilitating but doing better by the day.

Strengths: [Intelligence] [Quick on her feet] [Cautious when needed] [Observant]
Flaws/Weaknesses [Pretty much anti-social] [Reckless most of the time] [Extremely Insecure] [Pessimistic]
Relationships:

Neutral ; unsure of
Dislike
Hate ; loathe
Irritated by
Anger
Cautious of
Fear
Crush
Love
Acquaintance
Friend
Good Friend
Best friend
Respect
Family

Atlas ~ Now there's a dog who's absolutely fearful of the opposite gender. Between him and Reid you could nearly feel the awkward in the air. He seems like a very friendly dog, though. Maybe after some time, if he became more comfortable around females, we could become friends.

Carney ~ The first time I met him, I found it kind of odd that I was able to trust him so easily. Though he has his faults, who doesn't? My feelings towards him are mixed, and I fear certain emotions may act up in his presence - such as my recklessness. Because the male of my past is what caused this in the first place, I am unsure what exactly I feel towards him. But - in any case - he's a nice enough canine who I can easily call an acquaintance.

Flash ~ He doesn't tend to anger me, but it does irritate me very much so that he can seem to have so much fun in the Wastelands. I understand that seeing it for the first time is exciting, and maybe my negativity is speaking too loudly, but I feel as if he was way too happy in the Wastelands for his own good. He came off as over-confident and that's not truly an appealing quality to me.

Gotye ~ He seems to be a very sad fellow, and I only know a short version of the story, but I feel we're more alike than meet's the eye. I wouldn't mind getting to know him a little better.

Guillotine ~ Though we really did get off on the wrong paw, nearly hating each other over something seemingly stupid, after I apologized, things got calmer. Guillotine may be a bit sour at times, but at least I'm able to talk to her now without much effort.

Hemera ~ The technician is quite the likable canine. I'll admit she's a bit quirky, but hey. Isn't everyone here around Eden odd in some way?

Nayda ~ She's... eccentric, to say the least. But she's been nice enough. I only talked to her for a few minutes, but she didn't seem like much of a threat, so I guess it's just a matter of speaking more often.

Perpetual ~ She seems a bit scared of everyone to be honest. I feel for her, though. I to know what it's like to be afraid of speaking to others. Though not on the same level, by any means, but still... I think it'd do us both good to chat sometime.

Rory ~ He's probably the only one besides my father who's seen my scars, and that alone required a great leap for me. Even with him being a physician, I still felt uncomfortable at first when I had to get my bandages switched out. But after talking for a while, even if it was about sad stuff for the most part, I feel like I can relate to him. He's earned my trust, and that's enough for me to call him a friend.

Reid ~ The poor fellow seems positively fronted by females. I wish I could help, but... alas, I'm female myself. He doesn't seem to have bad intentions, so maybe when he's more comfortable we could talk.

Rylynn ~ I knew he was a friend of my mother's but somehow never got to know him properly until now. Though he's much older and I've only ever had one real talk, somehow I feel safe around him. I almost feel as if he's an older brother, looking out for me.

Slate ~ She's a pretty nice female, and she's easy enough to talk to as well. I - for some reason - feel comfortable enough around her to talk without thinking much about it.

Sylis ~ He seems nice enough, but I've only ever met him once and for a very short time. I'm not quite sure what to make of him yet.

Tank ~ Again, I've only met him once before, and those circumstances were... tense between myself, Carney, and Guillotine. He was asleep for most of it, and he seems a bit cocky and commanding but friendly nonetheless. So I'm unsure whether to trust him or not.

Zo ~ I haven't interacted much with her, only seen her a bit in the training area. She doesn't seem hostile nor cheery, so I guess I'll just have to talk to her more before deciding.

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RP Example:
A short bark echoed in Robyn’s ears as she sat within the confines of her small and open space. She often came here when she needed to be alone, and as Robyn did not truly have many friends at the moment, she came to this place a lot. The bark’s familiarity immediately established its owner, and Robyn twisted her head around to see her father close behind. He had gotten much better since she had become a hawker. It seemed as if he had gotten over his grief finally as well. Since his retirement as a gate guard, he seemed much happier – in the very least, a lot less negative about things. Robyn was glad because of it, and she smiled at her father before bringing her ears up to listen to his words.
Other: Due to her being a hawker, she has a 50/50 resistance to the infection.

Other Their Dark Eden Characters

Borderlands 2: Tiny Tina

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 20:01:05 PDT

I agree that she is the World's Deadliest 13 year old. I mean, I wasn't a deadly 13 year old, I was just... A bit anti-social. And I didn't play with dolls or Badonkadonks (which she asks you to find).

I don't own Tiny Tina/Borderlands 2

LATERZ!

IVYSTAR

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 16:10:06 PDT

Joining :'D

EVERYONE SHOULD JOIN THIS COOL GROUP YEH.

ineedtofinishthispfft
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_{Name: Ivystar

Name Meaning:
Ivy -
Strike -

Previous Name(s): Ivykit, Ivypaw, Ivystrike

Age: 28 Moons

Gender: She-cat

Clan: Moonclan

Rank: Leader

Mate: Single call me ladehs
Family:
Mother - Shyfawn
Father - Adderswipe

Siblings - Ravenfeather
Kits - N/A

Personality: { Quiet } { Cold } { Lonesome } { Anti-social }

{Quiet}-

{Cold}-

{Lonesome}-

{Anti-social}-

History: I NEED TO THINK SOMETHING UP UGGH

Kithood -

Apprenticeship -

Warriorship -

Others:

Homo kitty is homo}

Why?

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 03:59:41 PDT

_{I'm really sorry guys. I'm so sorry for even more vent.
I FEEL LIKE THATS ALL I EVER DO ANYMORE AND IM SO SORRY. So TOTALLY IGNORE THIS IF YOU WANT. It's just more venting towards someone who will never see nor care. So. Carry on bbus<3 Oh. I also haven't been on here much the past couple weeks. I've just been playing fun kids games _{_{thanks a lot to =SweetPinkPetals}}. Just haven't felt like being on dA much aside from a few quick comments here and there. Also haven't done a whole lot of drawing. u.u OKAY IM DONE CARRY ON NOW

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Why can't I just hate you? You're a fucking bitch, but I can't - won't - hate you. Instead I sit and hope for the moment you realize you need me as much as I need you but you're not. Because you don't. You have a life, better friends, you don't need me. But I'll still wait. I've started countless texts to you, but I delete them before ever hitting SEND. Because I don't know what I really want to say to you. Or I know you will ignore it.

I miss you. I miss my Angie.

I'm hate crying. I hate feeling sad. I hate that you're the cause of it.

You were the last person I ever though would hurt me.

I hate myself more then ever. I really do. I hate myself for never making friends, for being shy, awkward, and anti-social. I hate myself for thinking that I had one person who wouldn't leave me, that wouldn't hurt me, that I had at least one person. I hate myself for being sad. I hate myself for missing you, for thinking that you WILL come back. I hate myself for everything.

Everyone keeps trying to make me feel better. By saying that I don't need you, that I'm better without you if you're going to do this to me. They say that I need to forget you and move on. But they don't understand. I'm pathetic - I do need you. I have since day 1.

I needed you the minute we met. When I was that little girl the first day of third grade. You remember don't you? The one that other kids made fun of because she had no friends and was so shy she couldn't even look at someone. And you were the only person who gave me a chance.

And you've been there since then. You're the reason I have any friends at all. And I have grown and I could probably make friends if I could get over being so shy and scared of people. But I don't CARE. I want my best friend. No one can EVER replace you in my heart. Maybe you can replace me.

And it hurts so bad to know that 8 years of being best friends means nothing to you anymore, that it's not enough. The past 8 years was such a waste. Yet I still cling to them desperately.
I can still remember practically every minute of them.

When we used to spend every recess sitting on the sidewalk, or on that grassy hill with all those dozens of Neopet plushies from McDonalds happy meals, and the little plastic video game ones. We used to have so much fun with them.

And when it rained and recess had to be inside we would play checkers and Uno. We were partners for everything back then too.

And for my birthday in third grade you gave me a purple leopard print jewelry box with a pink cat on the top. I still have that.
I also still have the silver heart necklace you gave me to match yours.
I still have my half of the Best Friends Forever necklace I gave you in fourth grade
The friendship bracelet you gave me Freshman year? Yep still have that.

What about the night after we both learned we had both found Black Veil Brides "Knives and Pens" video and spent the night memorizing every lyric, and looking at BVBs Myspace pages (lol Myspace wasn't dead then!) and gushing over how sexy Andy is.

Or even my 18th birthday! When you (and your sisters) were the only ones to actually CELEBRATE it and do anything for me when everyone else bailed. That's seriously one of the best things I've done. It was fun running around all over town for your silly clues.

And when we went to the BVB concert just a few months ago. BEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE EVER. We had fun I thought.

And Prom night. That was fun too - and our trip to Spokane to find dresses. That was just a couple weeks before.... before whatever happened.

What DID happen to us? How could you possibly wake up one morning and decide you don't like your best friend of eight years?

Did I do something? Did I mess up? Did I hurt you? Offend you?

Something must have happened? You don't just "outgrow" your friend.

Am I really just that immature and childish? That you can't even tolerate me? I'm sorry that being friends with me is apparently tiring. I'm sorry that I am the way I am. I haven't HAD to grow up yet I guess. I try to enjoy life as a kid while I still can.

I'm sorry if I did something wrong. I'm so sorry. For everything that I've EVER done. That year we weren't close at all, in sixth grade, is my biggest regret. That day in fifth grade when I hit you - I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all the times I ever called you stupid. Or dumb. Even when we were just playing.
I'm sorry for being immature, and vulgar, and stupid.

I'm sorry I'm not good enough anymore. I'm sorry...

What really gets me. Is that you did this after I told you I couldn't stand the thought of losing you.
I can't. I can't handle it. It feels like you tore my to pieces, took my heart, my happinesss, everything. And killed it.

And what makes me even MORE depressed is that I had to miss fucking Warped Tour because of you. I spent 40$ on a ticket for NOTHING. I missed BVB and SWS. THANK YOU. So much.
That's the only thing I'm angry about. I looked forward to this since MARCH. And I didn't get to go because I'm wouldn't go with my mom, and she wouldn't let me go alone.

You're so happy though. How can you be so happy. I don't understand how you can be so happy when I feel so sad and lonely and worthless.

And you'll probably never see this.
Unless I link it to you. But you removed me from Facebook.
And even if I did, how do I know you would ever read it.

Angie. I miss you with all my heart.
Why couldn't we just stay friends. Not even best friends. Just. Friends?
Why did you have to cut me out entirely?
I'm so worthless.

~Aly}

Zeegol reference sheet

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 01:06:27 PDT

This took alot of time ahhhh

I started drawing him yesterday and I finished him at 2 am

I was sooo sleepy I didn't overcome my sleepiness to port it ahhhhh

Oh well
Here is my new Finnedyr, Zeegol (I love creating weird names soo much x3)

Ref:

Zeegol is a very fun loving, hyper active character, He's kind of anti-Social because he loves being in nature, he loves Butterflies and collects them, He lives in paradise Island, His favorite food is Salamon, his fins and Necklase changes colors within his mood/personality

(more info will be added soon c: )

Heilie Volnren

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 19:43:07 PDT

Derp my second character
Pffpftt I changed some few thangs
like her pokemon and appearance
lbs and height
I also change her age XD

Name: Heilie Volnren (Pronounced like how you say 'Hailey')
Alias: Helio, Volt, Minnie
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Height: 5'0(I know it says 5'3 xD I messed up
Weight: 98 lbs

Species: Minun
Ethnicity: Irish, German
Language(s) Spoken: German(most). She has a boston accent
Moveset: Volt Tackle, Electroball, Entrainment, Quick attack

Gang Job: Informant
Regular Job: Card dealer

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Hobbies: Gardening, writing songs, playing card games.
Talents/Skills: Writing. Heilie spends most of her time writing songs if she's not at her regular job. She also likes to sing, since she sings her own written songs.
Strengths: She tricks you into giving you information, sometimes you might notice. Heilie isn't one of them goody-goodys and she definitely isn't one of those females who are defenseless. She is tougher then she looks.
Weaknesses: If she can't produce any electricity, and if someone touches her tail. Heilie also doesn't like people messing around with her hair.

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Love interest(s): None
Sexual Orientation: Straight

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Personality:
Cheery - Heilie also likes to see the bright side of things, and she likes seeing people smile.
Determined - She can be very determined when it's time to be serious and put effort into things.
Sneaky - She likes to snoop around areas and collect whatever information is useful.

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Family:
Mother - Janice Volnren - Deceased
Father - Jake Volnren - Alive
Brother - Noah Volnren - Alive

History:

Heilie was always shy and anti-social when she was a small child. She didn't like talking to others because she always thought it was 'uncomfortable' telling your life to someone you barely know or have grown up with. She never really looked on the bright side of things, and always used to be glum everyday. Her parents thought she was dealing with depression, and decided to have her brother talk to her. Noah is one of the only people she can actually fully talk to, and trust. She loves her brother and will tell anything.

After an incident that took her mother away, she was mortified. Heilie decided to become a social cheery girl, like how her mother wanted her to open up and have friends. Her father retired from his work, as he was now aging into his 60's. Noah and Heilie moved away to a big city, living in a house that they're sharing.

Heilie decided to get a job at a Casino in the city, proceeding to going to work every day that she needs too. She later found out a gang called the 'Voltaic' gang. She decided to take up the gang job as an informant, since it was the only one to actually catch her attention, and because she has a love to intrude privacy and collect information that is good and juicy and helpful.

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Extra:
- Heilie can throw a huge fit if someone cuts her hair or pulls out a strand.
- She hates people who like to talk smart with her.
- if people want information from her, it costs.

+ Babe - Spondexx Starship +

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 13:19:36 PDT

Claire 'Babe' Stuart of Spondexx Starship

CHARACTER'S INFO >>
"From simple farm girl to a cyborg. Claire lived peacefuly in her farmhouse with her father Adam & brother Basil until Commander Laslo choosed their farm as his target. In the end her father became a Major on Spondexx Space Station and married a robot, her brother turned to Ner-3 and she became a waitress in Haze Club.
The most of her time she spends at work. Her brain is in 50% a computer so it's easier to her. Babe (as everybody calling her) is gloomy and a bit anti-social. She choosed a life on Spondexx only because of her family. Also she can't stand a company of Triaq who all the time is trying to date her. "

I decided to leave request for a while and do something for myself. Here goes new "Spondexx Starship" bio. Babe is just another character who has it's origin from my past project/fandom same as her family, Calessta or Amanda. She is... just a minor character in the story. Hope you like it

Claire 'Babe' Stuart = Spondexx Starship (c) *Cathrie

see the others >> [link] <<

Wyett app

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 22:35:38 PDT

Mrrrr I hope this is good QwQ
Sorry if he doesn't really look like a Sableye, I didn't really have any ideas on how to make him look like Q-Q

Name: Wyett Travsk
Alias: Wye, Gem-eye
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Height: 6'3
Weight: 169 lbs

Species: Sableye
Ethnicity: France
Language(s) Spoken: French uwu
Moveset: Shadow Ball, Foul play, Shadow Claw, Leer

Gang Job: Security
Regular Job: Street Preformer

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Hobbies: looking at jewels, writing poems, his job. He also likes gambling.
Talents/Skills: Dancing. He's good at finding lost things, and scattering items away.(I have no idea for a skill or a talent lol) He's good at playing different card games. (Poker, uno etc.)
Strengths: He can play with your mind, and maybe you won't notice. He's not all that tough, but he is tough enough to throw a mean sucker punch.
Weaknesses: If you steal his gems or mess up his hair, he'll throw a tantrum and probably isolate himself in a room.

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Love interest(s): N/A
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

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Personality:

Shy - He's shy and he's somewhat anti-social. Wyett doesn't really like interacting with others, only if they're wiling to get to know him.

Sly - Wyett loves to steal or prank. Probably why he never talks to people. He can mostly get out of it, but sometimes he just can't.

Mischievous - Wyett has a mischievous smirk of his, that will always sometimes just simply lead to trouble.
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Family:
Mother; Charice Travsk ; Deceased
Father ; ??? ; Unknown
Sister ; Annie ; Deceased

History:
At the beginning of his life, Wyett was a small happy little child with his sister. They were raised in a small cottage near the woods. They barely had enough money for food, and for the payment for the house. When Wyett was born, his father had left his mother all by herself to take care of him and his sister. He felt that as a burden towards his mother, and could've never forgiven his father. He was always carefree and given, sharing his food with his sister and try his hardest to earn some money for his mother, by doing errands around a small town that was nearby.

A few years later, after he was 16, his mother had passed away due to an illness she couldn't afford to pay to get better. This was how Wyett's life changed. He would isolate himself in his room, always being depressed and anti-social. The only person he'd ever talk to was his sister. This is what has caused him to be anti-social and awkward, and this is why he is shy, like right now. Since they could barely get any money to pay for the house they lived in since they were children, Wyett decided to steal without people noticing. He would steal food and money. His sister never knew, but she assumed Wyett had a job or something like that.

After 3 years, when Wyett was 19, his sister Annie was hit by a truck, getting run over. Wyett was very depressed due to his family all being dead, assuming that his dad was dead too. He decided he would move to somewhere else, when he heard about the gang rivalry and the gang wars. Wyett decided to become apart of a gang, since he had nothing else to live up to, or do in his life. Everything that he cared about was gone, so he thought a gang wouldn't hurt to be apart of his life. Wyett then got a job as a Street Performer, along with other people that had formed a Street Preforming Group, that he was apart of. He joined a gang called the Venemum gang, being a security in the gang.

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Extra:
Wyett is obsessed with gems. He has a sableye eyepatch which he wears sometimes, but not occasionally. Wyett also has a small locket in his pocket that has a picture of his sister and his mother.

The-Glowing-Shadows Mint

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 20:28:02 PDT

IM. SO. PROUD. I finally found a really cool style for myself ;^; I feel like on of those popular cool people that draw with style B) Anyhow I love this character, He's awesome, Blahhhhhhh....

Name: Mint
Gender: Tom
Rank: Defender
Pack: Dusk pack
Teacher: N/A
Novice: N/A
Mate: N/A
Kits: N/A
Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Siblings: Unknown

Personality: Kind - Shy - Curious - Quiet - Bashful
Kind -
Mint just mioght be the kindest cat in the Dusk pack. He compliments other cats all of the time, And never insults anybody, At least not on purpose. He thinks all she-cats are beautiful, Even if they're idious in most tom's eyes. He often brings flowers to she-cats and gives them fresh prey, But though he is kind, He isn't if it means betraying his clan or breaking the rules (ie. He wont give strangers prey if his leader says not to.)

Shy -
Mint can be shy, But isn't always. Usually at first, He is a little bit shy towards new cats. But after a little while he get used to them and trusts them comepletely. Though he can be shy towards cats from other packs for a long period of time before warming up to them.

Curious -
Ooh! What's this trail lead to? Where did you catch such a fat squirrel? What's this kind of animal? Mint loves to explore new things, And he is very curious about things. He'll ask a million questions to get to the answer, It bugs him so much when he can't know things. His curiosity leads him to all kinds of new places and knowing many different kinds of plants, Bugs and animals.

Quiet -
If he's not complimenting somebody asking questions or being shy, Mint can be very quiet. This helps with stalking and hunting, Being quiet as a mouse helps him catch one. But this is also a bad thing, Because being quiet isn't just being a good hunter, It also means he can be very anti-social and a bit of a loner at times.

Bashful -
Arund she-cats, Mint is most famous for blushing. When he compliments a she-cat or brings them food or flowers, He is often seen blushing. Even when he's just speaking to them, Sometimes. He tries not to, But Mint also purrs alot as well as blushes.

History:
Kit -
Mint was born to two peaceful loners on the edge of a forest. His parents died when he was the age a kit would become a novice, So he went travelling around to find a new home.

Novice -
Since Mint was already the age of a novice, The Dusk pack took him in and made him a novice right away. He didn't like training, And skipped out whenever he could.

Defender -
Mint was made a defender later than most novices, Becuase he didn't like to train as much. He was releaved to not have to train anymore, And was proud of himself for getting this far. The other cats were proud too, Some were starting to think he'd never become a defender, After the long wait.

Relationships
Bullet | Name | Thoughts
Loathe/Despise
Discomfort
Acquaintance
Friend
Good Friend
Crush
Love
Respect
Family
Dead

- Frost - My leader. She's nice and kind and makes me feel at home here.
/ - Zeus - He's not in my pack, But I still think he's a good leader.
- Nightfeather - She seems really nice. I hope we get to be friends.

Swamp Sumu-ri

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 19:51:50 PDT

THIS IS NOT AN ADOPTALBE~
This is just an example! Not all Swamp Sumu-ri are going to have all of these characteristics, nor are these the only ones they can have. The bio explains the must haves.

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The rarest of the subspecies and the most sought after. Their bodies tend to be dark jewel tones with atomic neon markings. Tails are more lizard like, and often have scales on parts of the body rather than feathers like their Desert counterparts. Their fur has a gooey consistency that can vary from sludge to jelly, and they usually drip. The fur is thought to have healing properties.

Unlike the other Sumu-ri, the swamp dwellers are more aloof and are known to have more of an attitude. They can be snooty and rude but are easily hurt and tend to hold grudges. Once trust has been gained, they become loyal and extremely protective. Swamp Sumu-ri are more competitive and prone to combat.

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This is a closed species, and you are not allowed to make one yourself. You can only get them through me. Art, species, and base are mine. Do not trace, re-post, steal, or be rude.

Nothing in this image is free to use.

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Basic Bio:

Desert:

Tundra:

Racket Reference (new)

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 19:06:36 PDT

No, he's not a naga. He's a leech.

Name: Racket ʻŌpūnui
Age: 29
Sex: Male
Height: 6'5
Nationality: Japanese/Hawaiian. (Currently an American in Hawaii.)
Sexuality: Bisexual
Species: Hybrid (human/medical leech)
Career: Chef
Personality/Behavior: He's quite a quiet young man who often keeps to himself throughout the day. Though, he isn't a complete anti-social considering he's more than happy to engage in conversations with his customers and fellow staff.

He appears to hold a good sense of humor as well as being slightly competitive but, a good sport. However, under that hides a murderous, blood lust filled man who's willing to do anything in order to receive the blood he needs in order to survive.

Notes:
- When after a heavy, bloody meal, his leech half enlarges becoming plump and heavy. (top right image)
- More often than not receives his meals and blood by killing citizens off the streets or by luring customers up back of his restaurant. Yes, the blood he devours is human blood due to himself finding it to be the most "tasty." After devouring or storing the blood in a fridge, he chops up the body and places it's meat within his favorite meals. Sometimes, human meat may end up being devoured accidentally by customers.
- Holds a large fridge for the human bodies he stores. Only he has the key to unlock the door and go inside.
- Favorite murder weapon consists of a large chef knife.
- While killing citizens, he will wear masks or large clothing to hide his face and body. (using a blanket and other objects to hide leech half)
- While he has time to himself, he works out with heavy muscle gym equipment. Despite this, he really has a difficult time loosing weight considering how much he eats. Though, he is rather strong and can easily push his victims around.
- He really fucking loves cupcakes. Like, you don't step five feet near his cupcakes. He will end you.
- He was born a hybrid due to the horrific mutations of his family line. The mutations are somewhat unknown but Racket suspects his father may know the truth. (mysterious... oohhh)
- Has very few friends due to his appearances and murderous behavior but does have two in which he cares deeply about. These two are the only humans he will talk to about his guilt of being a serial killer. Yes, he suffers immense guilt due to his actions. In fact, he suffers depression due to that guilt.

Main OC's

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 13:55:02 PDT

Meet my main OC's
im still scared of doing this because im a noob at roleplaying, but i hope you guys can teach me? ;u;?
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Meet
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Sakii (Blonde hair girl)
Age 17
Info; childhood friend of Devvin's
Race; Human
likes; food, being a leader
dislikes; bullies, when Meima bullies Jenni, and Weird people.
Hobbies; are singing and dancing
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Jakey (White hair boy)
Age 19
Info; Stray cat who tends to take care of Jenni and Meima
Race; Cat
likes; Kind people, peaceful places
dislikes; Loud, disturbing sounds, and hates seeing/hearing people cry
Hobbies; Sleeping, Daydreaming
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Jenni (Blue hair bunny)
Age 10
Info; Shy sister of Meima and is anti-social
Race; Bunny
likes; to be alone, chatting with Kyle
dislikes; being near crowds, getting dragged places by Meima, or being seen with someone completely unknown.
Hobbies; Drawing and singing
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Kyle (Black and blonde hair boy)
Age 11
Info; Close friend's of Jenni's
Race; Human
likes; to defend Jenni, protect others, and make people mad
dislikes; people who pity him, or look down on him
Hobbies; Eating. (do i have to say more?)
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Meima (Blue hair girl with Tear Birthmark)
Age 14
Info; Jenni's older sister and Devvin's younger sister.
Race; Human
likes; yelling at Jenni, telling her to wo-man up.
dislikes; other people bullying Jenni, dislikes other people taking her role "Annoying"
Hobbies; Being annoying, and being a jerk to others
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Devvin (Blue hair Fox boy)
Age 17
Info; Jenni and Meima's older brother, and Sakii's childhood friend.
Race; Fox
likes; girls. (he flirts, ALOT)
dislikes; annoying girls like his sister Meima, but shes an exception.
Hobbies; Flirting.
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If you want anything else about these people, comment and i'll answer?

Tabitha Time reference

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 00:53:45 PDT

She is NOT an espeon. She is a fireline. [link] Please only draw her tail the way I did, or the way it is in that picture. And please do not forget her neck fluff too, that is very important. Oh, and her paw pads are white, I forgot to put that in there. :3

A new reference for my fursona Tabitha Time.

Personalty:
She has problems with self control, so she is easy to anger. Although normally she is pretty nice and naive. She tends to keep things to herself, especially her own opinion. And she is very anti-social, because of social anxiety. To her, people are stupid, but she isn't narcissistic.

Likes: Computer, animating, drawing, food.
Dislikes: Exercise, being told what to do.
Loathes: People, boys, girls, gossipers.

Gail Menzies: Poke-Apocalypse application

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 21:44:36 PDT

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Personal

Name: Gail Menzies

Nicknames: Gail, Menzies

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Species: Shiny Absol

Birthday: June 21

Job: Scout

Weapon: Hunting shotgun

Nature: Serious

Summary Characteristic: Likes to fight

Ability: Super Luck

Moveset: Night Slash, Ice Beam, Shadow Ball, Flame Thrower

History: Gail Menzies was born to a wealthy family who ran the most successful company in her hometown. Well, at least considered wealthy within that town. Outside, her family would have been considered rich for sure, but not enough to beat rivalving families. Gail had been trained from a young age to use a hunting gun, eventually excelling in the art of hunt. Gail was treated like a child, for sure, but with discipline. Her before-lazy and mischievious personality was beat down for safety issues. She soon exited the educational system, and, following family traditions, left her hometown and headed towards the city that is now plagued by zombies. She was supposed to meet someone, whom she never learned their name, to start a shop. But, the meeting was delayed over and over again, because of this person's worsening conditions, until it was finally proven that this Pokémon was no longer fit to work. Frustrated, she hung around for a while longer; an action she still doesn't know whether good or bad. Then came the apocalypse. Gail hid in the hospital, because of a visit from a hunting incident, and thankfully survived. She still doesn't know if her family survived or not, but assumes they are dead.

Personality: Gail is, in general, a cold Pokémon, though not cold enough to be categorized as an anti-social prick. She has a tendency of isolating herself from others, due to a fear of being touched. The fear is caused by the apocalypse. Gail usually carries a well composed outside, and will only show negative emotions, such as irritation, anger, and frustration. Fear strikes her when she learns of a Pokémon whom she had recently interacted with had contracted the virus.

Extra

Hobbies: When not fighting zombies, Gail is most likely to be writing down notes about who knows what. She keeps it to herself. She will practice her shooting at times, so they will not die out.

Likes and Dislikes: Gail's likes are almost unseen. The only things she appears to like is hunting and writing. Other than that, she shows obvious dislike towards being touched, loud, lazy, mischievious, etc. type of people, because she believes they will drag everyone down and kill them all.}

Rory

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 21:14:01 PDT

Vivvy Second Reference

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 14:57:01 PDT

I CAN DRAW BETTER THAN THIS. REALLY.

Name: Lillian, her nickname is Vivvy.
Gender: Female
Age: 12
Traits: Kind, smart, brave, quiet, quirky.
Flaws: Over trusting and prideful
Bio: For the first 9 years of her life, she lived as a house cat until a tornado found its way to her house, and swept her to an imfamiliar place. Ironically, that place was the scientists' lab. She was locked up in a cage, but actually quite well fed. She still wanted to get out, but no matter how much she pleaded, the scientists wouldn't let her go. Possibly from her wits. Eventually, she met the other animals in the lab and they ahead agreed to formulate a plan. Which is basically how she ended up as a planner.
Personality: It would take a lot to get her angry, and tends to be a bit anti-social at times. She can be a bit annoying, but only does that to mask her real true feelings of insecurity and disturbance.
Rank: Planner
Other: Her tail, eye, and pawpads are metal. The metal part on her tail can generate electricity, and her claws are steel.
I shall add more later.

Whimsicat

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 08:52:06 PDT

I made up a new species, Whimsicats.
They are a cat-based creature. They are small enough to fit on the palm of your hand. They are fairy-like creatures that watch over humans. They normally are born blank and plain, with no eyes or tail, then they find an object or theme they like and fuse themselves with the item(or theme). For example, a Whimsicat wants robot theme, it will make itself resemble a robot. Or if it fuses with an object like a lightbulb, its tail will be a lightbulb and its eyes would glow. Their personalities are depending on their environment. For example, if a Whimsicat lives in an abandoned hospital, they would be anti-social...or something... XD SO I am wondering if I should make a group with these kitties. Would you join if I did? Tell me in the comments
PLEASE DON'T COPY WHIMSICATS!!! IF YOU SEE A SPECIES THAT ARE THE SAME AND/OR VERY SIMILAR TO WHIMSICATS, PLEASE TELL ME ASAP thanks~

If I make a group with these, I will allow members to use this as a base. But for now it is not.

{ TBT } Fogkit | Kit | ThunderClan

Thu, 13 Jun 2013 08:22:43 PDT

#The-Blue-Tides

Basic Information

{ Name } Fogkit | ~~Fogpaw~~ | ~~Fogcloud~~

{ Nicknames } None.
{ Name Origin }
{ Prefix } Fog | Named for Fogkit's dark pelt colours, it grew to suit her even more with her mysterious and lonely demeanor.
{ Suffix } None yet.

{ Age } 0-6 Moons
{ Gender } Female | She-cat

{ Sexual Orientation } Heterosexual | Straight

{ Breed } Moggy
{ Clan } ThunderClan

{ Blood Status } Half-Clan

{ Rank } Kit | ~~Apprentice~~ | ~~Warrior~~

Physical Information

{ Brief Appearance }

Fogkit generally still has yet to grow into a proper warrior frame, her kit body still small but dainty and lean. Her pelt is short but thick, and are somewhat hued dark blue. She has patches of beige oh her chest, back, tail and paws, and her eyes are a shade of teal blue.

{ Other}

{ Scent } A light scent of milk from the nursery, with a stronger fragrance of spring grass.
{ Accent } In general, she'd probably have a British accent.

Character Information

{ Personality }

Mysterious and Lonely | Clever and Witty | Socially Awkward
{ Mysterious and Lonely } ". . ."
There really isn't much to talk about on Fogkit's mysterious demeanor. She isn't too fond of openly talking about herself, and being somewhat of a recluse (though she isn't shy) makes it harder for others to get to properly know the she-cat. With this, she is very often alone, finding herself with no one to talk to. Deep inside, she would interact with more cats, but her personality causes turmoil in most of her relationships with any cat but her family.

{ Clever and Observant } "Well, that's definitely not the scent of a ThunderClan cat, so I would assume it's..."
Making up for her mysterious and lonely attitude would be the fact that Fogkit is exceedingly clever; perhaps slightly more clever than other kits her age. Being alone most of the time has given her the opportunity to stay quiet and observe her surroundings in peace. At times, she may even wander out of the camp - with permission, of course - and head around the borders in order to look for more things to learn that should be learnt during apprenticeship, such as different scents, plants, and animals, many of which she is familiar with due to her alone time.

{ Socially Awkward } "Oh, um, well...uhh....I uhm..."
A downside of being alone often is that Fogkit lacks social interaction, leading to awkwardness whenever she actually gets to talk to individuals. She become a slight klutz whenever she's around them, which may lead to her embarrassing herself at times. Not only that, but her cleverness and observant attribute may catch other cats off guard and cause them to dislike her, eventually leading to her wanting to be alone and causing the cycle to continue on.

{ Playful } "Ooh, let's go after that feather!"
So far though, with Fogkit still being, well, a kit, she's quite playful and enjoys little games with her siblings, and is usually what currently covers up her social awkwardness.

{ Other Information }

{ Random }
> Has a very keen eye.
> Has photographic memory.
> Social awkwardness may lead to her being an anti-social individual if she doesn't do anything about it.
{ Likes }
+ Fresh air
+ Her family.
+ ThunderClan in general.
{ Dislikes }
- Overly loud cats.
- Tattletales
- Too large of a crowd.

{ Brief History }

{ New Life, New Beginnings | Birth - Kithood }
Fogkit was born in a litter of three - alongside Littlekit and Coonkit - to theior loving mother by the name of Rosemary, who refused to reveal the identity of the father. So far, her life hasn't been too eventful, though it did have its ups and downs.

More to be added as she grows up.

Other

{ Family }

{ Father } Unkown (Otterfur) | ??? | ??? (Unknown)
{ Mother } Rosemary | Warrior | ThunderClan (Dead?)

{ Siblings }
{ Sisters }
None.
{ Brothers }
Littlekit | Kit | ThunderClan (Alive) | RP'd by *xHalfaLife101x
Coonkit | Kit | ThunderClan (Alive) | RP'd by =MlSTY

{ Relationships }
Family
Uncertainty
Acquaintance/Friend
Good friend/Best friend
Crush/Attraction
Love/Mate
Hate
Neutral

{ ThunderClan }

{ WindClan }

{ RiverClan }

{ ShadowClan }

{ SkyClan }

{ Rogues | Loners | Kittypets }

{ Roleplay Example }

The sun had just slowly peeked out of the horizon, setting the previously dark navy sky a dazzling mix of pinks, ambers, and yellows. Her chest slowly rising and falling, a soft nudge upon Fogpaw's dark furred shoulder woke her up as her brilliant deep blue eyes fluttered open. With a soft sigh, she went up onto her paws as she noticed her brother, Coonpaw waiting expectantly next to her nest, his tangerine eyes boring into her cerulean ones. "Well, brother, I hope you have a reason for waking me up perfectly at sunrise," she meowed, trying to give the impression of annoyance, but only succeeding in sounding grumpy. Surprised at her tone, she quickly cleared her throat, before shaking her head and giving her brother a small, sleepy grin. "Nevermind - I suspect they want me on the sunrise patrol," the bi-coloured apprentice added softly before her dark pelted brother could reply. Coonpaw gave her an almost stunned look, before his nonchalant smirk slipped back on his face as quickly as it went away. As they both padded out of the apprentice den, weaving through the sleeping body of cats and making it through the entrance to see a few other felines she was rather familiar with, the dark tom began chatting about his success in hunts and whatnot, Fogpaw simply nodded absentmindedly as she soon slipped into her own thoughts as one older warrior directed them outside of the still quiet camp to check on the borders.
As the she-cat wandered through her own thoughts, she kept her eyes on the cats ahead of her, soon deciding to stay at the back of the patrol instead to escape the chatter of the patrolling cats. Fogpaw padded along behind her clanmates, her mind elsewhere but her ears still open to the sounds around her when she suddenly bumped into the warrior in front of her, who stopped in his tracks along with the others as they glared at her. Sheepishly, Fogpaw almost cowered under their eyes, but simply stood up tall as she returned the stare. "Fogpaw, if you were too smart to be listening, why don't you tell us what clan's border we're next to, hmm?" one warrior asked with a challenging tone, a hint of pride and cynicism in his voice as well, causing a few of the other apprentices to snicker. Looking at the territory beyond the border, her azure eyes scanned the area, scenting the air around it, before sending her piercing opalescent eyes at the warrior and apprentices. Inhaling sharply, Fogpaw retorted, "We're by ShadowClan," sending the others into a flurry of murmurs and wonder. The warrior snorted, before turning his back to her with a huff. "You're just lucky," he meowed, before heading to another section of the border and leaving Fogpaw to ruminate for a bit. Biting her lip, she swallowed down bile as she slowly walked after the patrol team. This is why I prefer being alone.

{ Roleplay Information }

{ Availablity }
{ Chat } Not always available, ask anyway.
{ Note } Always available, just ask!
{ Skype } Always available! Skype Name | FlytedFyre

First off, I want to say that I am SO sorry for the delay of Fogkit's app; I'd already drawn her up like three times but I couldn't seem to capture her personality properly! So I just drew her one last time and crossed my fingers that it looked better this time. Anyways, enjoy!

Fogkit © =AuraFyre
#The-Blue-Tides © *KraftSingles
YOU MAY NOT USE THIS IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM UNLESS YOU HAVE MY GIVEN PERMISSION.

Vactice

Wed, 12 Jun 2013 21:17:48 PDT

Magical character for

Name: Vactice

Alias/Nickname: Vampire

Pack: None, somewhat reluctant, but looking.

Rank: None

Age: 3

Gender: Female

Breed-base: Transylvanian Hound x Weimaraner

Abilities: Can drink large volumes of blood without getting sick.

Physical Strengths: Well developed accuracy, sharp fanged, very good night vision, strong bite force

Physical Weaknesses: Fragile bone structure, very easily overheated by sunlight or exertion, Very susceptible to sunburn (Is this conditional?) Poor balance, physically weak

Height/Weight: 21 Inches, 47 lb

Personality: Reserved, hostile, sly, mistrusting. She dislikes other canines, and prefers to be alone. She is pessimistic, and enjoys others misery. It takes quite a while to pierce her hard exterior, but once inside she will be very protective, and affectionate.

History: she was born just outside Athens walls, in a small pack. Right from the get-go she was very aloof, and anti-social. As she grew older her reclusive behavior increased, and she began developing strange habits, such as being purely nocturnal. Joined with her peculiar craving for blood, she was cast out of her pack. They felt she was freakish, and could not be trusted. Unable to understand why she wasn’t wanted, she tried fruitlessly to rejoin the pack over and over again. In a final attempt to chase her off, lest she influence other members to do unusual things, they attacked her. She lost the majority of her tail, in the fray, and picked up a few scars as well. Bitter about the in acceptance of her pack, and family, she strayed into Athens, where she has since stayed.

Other:

Likes: Blood, being alone, the sound of wind, rabbit fur, flowers, bird-song

Dislikes: Annoying sounds, sunlight, most dogs, biting insects like mosquitoes and fleas

Ninja

Wed, 12 Jun 2013 10:20:47 PDT

I've noticed I've just roleplayed Noah with one person
Yes
It's not called being anti-social
It's called being ninja

Before the infection...

Mon, 10 Jun 2013 22:26:48 PDT

Nathan,Silver,Maya, & Barnaby before the infection hit.

Misguided,lonely,mentally unstable priest.
Socially crippled,gothic-lolita, forbidden romance writer
Depressed,anti-social,hacker
Kigurumi loving,cuddle fanatic,ex-journalist

>3< So yes~!

TDI OC #1

Mon, 10 Jun 2013 18:44:10 PDT

Name: Casey Brown

Age: 17

Gender; Male

Height: 6'0

Weight: 190

Blood Type: B
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Personality: Rough, can be fun if you get it out of him XDD, anti-social sometimes, determined, smart, and mean sometimes.

Likes: His music, his guitar, secretly singing, and winning.

Dislikes: annoying people, preppy boys, people touching his guitar, and losing.

Hobbies: Playing his guitar, listening to music, again secretly singing, and attending contests.

Crush: June McCarly (By ~XxXAyakasXVirusXxX)
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Base by: ~Pixariffic

Casey: Me~

TDI And the others: CN~

Vincent Dyson FB-OCT reference

Mon, 10 Jun 2013 14:27:25 PDT

Finally.. After work, after work, I have completed this. Geez, it took a while, but I'm done.
So I'm entering ! Seems fun, and I really want a go at it. Also I'm getting graphics tablet soon, so what's a better idea to try out and improve my skills? OCTs... Also I am pretty much addicted to them.
So here's my first competitor! Yes, fellow role-players, some of you know this dude, he's pretty DAMN new to me. So if I do little screw ups with personality at times, please, I'm trying to get him neeear perfect. ....

_{GUH, To mention, I struggled with Vincent's hair... Took me a while to decide that he should be dark brown. ...}

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Name: Vincent Dyson

Nicknames: Vincent, Vin, Officer Dyson

Time from: 2015

Sex: Male

Age: 34 (34 Earthen years)

Height: 6" 4'

Weight: 166lbs

Species: Earthen Human

Home Planet: Country: Earth, USA

Personality: Is normally a quiet guy, who could sneak up from behind pretty easily. He's friendly, caring, careful plus aware, and certainly acts like a cop. He's normally anti-social due to murdering children from being mind controlled by Hypisno, and he knows that he could go crazy any time, so he avoids others. However, if someone interacts or starts talking with him, he will talk and interact best - he will try and act as positive as possible around people. However, if something that he doesn't like has to be done, he will do it, depending on what could happen if he refuses to do it. Sometimes is controlled by Hypisno, resulting, he will act like Hypisno and obey all his demands, even if you try and sap him out of it. While this is happening, he is VERY, VERY violent.

Powers: None at all. He is human. I REPEAT, HE HAS NO POWERS... Well. Only one. Hell-fire bullets, that explode into deadly flames, that are only found in Athenia. Hypinso gave him these... He only has limited to 10 bullets.

Strengths: Is a quick runner, is pretty good with using guns, can drive cars pretty well, see well in the dark, Intelligent.

Weaknesses: All human weaknesses there is out there, Sensitive ears, not physically strong (results: if he punches or kicks, it won't hurt much), mirrors (looking directly in them will hurt, defiantly when under mind control), heat (he prefers the cold of the night - he can get hot and sweaty easily, heat slows him down, and makes him sleepy. Big time. Also if it's hot enough, it can burn.), is self-deprecated, is easily frightened (eg: jumping out and shouting at him even when non-focused on anything/focused on surroundings will scare him), anti-social, glowy spinning stuff (fear), Hypisno's eyes (fear), Hypisno (SUPER BIG FEAR. It is rarely that he disobeys him, the only few times he would disobey is when he's told to do murder, violence or something else like that)

Likes: Techno music, FAST MUSIC (he loves that), quiet, night time, cold areas, non crowded areas, Hypisno (to a degree), smoothies, people who don't judge him for what happens to him - but for what he truly is without Hypisno controlling him, his job, his own hat (doesn't treat it like "OMG YOU STAY AWAY!!!!" but he treats it better then his other clothing...), succeeding, not being controlled....

Dislikes: Being controlled, the colour pink, crowds, showing off, attention (he doesn't mind a little bit, but not too much), glowing spinning stuff (it's somewhat a fear to him, it just reminds him of Hypisno's eye which he fears), Hyp's eyes, loud stuff, slow stuff, things that are slow...

Extra information: Has a bit of an accent on him (though it isn't that strong...), pupils shrink when being controlled, acts like Hypisno when controlled, does all Hypisno's commands when controlled, can pull off huge smirks even though it hurts horribly after, shudders when about to be mind controlled, guards the USA streets at night time.

Short Backstory :
incent was a happy kid from the beginning. He was from a normal family, who had just the normal amount of money to have entertainment.. So you could say, everything was pretty much normal.
However things changed as he became 7 years of age. He kept on seeing eyes staring at him in his room, right at him. As if, that thing, was ready to kill him. Vincent couldn't do much, just stay there in fear. Every night, he only got a few hours of sleep, because this thing, would have left him, near around morning. It seemed to come back every night though, a good 10 minutes after the lights where turned off in his room. One night though, this creature seemed to turn it's head, and ask him:
"You want this to be over, right?... Hehe. You just want me to go away, and not to see me again... I betcha."
With that, this beast grinned. Even poor little Vincent at the time could see due to the light from it's eyes reflecting off it's knife like fangs. The child nodded, then got shot. With something, quite unexplainable. Electric, and liquid hitting him at the same time.. Digging into his skin.
"Nice to meet 'cha, Vincent Dyson! Just remember me by Control, from now on... I'm sure we'll meet again...!" The thing left, letting out a bone chilling laugh after.
After that night, it was over. Or was it? Did that beam leave something?
Of course it did. By the age of 25, while Vincent was away working, he suddenly felt a pain in his head... It got worse. As if something worse than a burning headache could suddenly come on. Gradually, it ceased to get worse.. until he could not longer control his own body! He was being under mind control... And he couldn't stop himself. In the daytime though, he could control himself again.. As if by magic.
Now, at the age 34, Vincent had suffered from mind control, he normally understands, why he is.. Like to was a routine. However, little did he know, Hypisno could control him whenever he wanted, plus, he doesn't have a clue, what he had did while being mind controlled...

How he got into 2147:
Vincent was just taking his normal night time duty as any other time he would. Of course, he was waiting for the time he'd get mind controlled, by the mind freak, to go on a little murdering spree. However, after a bit more of wondering, nothing happened. Nothing at all. He turned the corner, and to his surprise, there was the mind freak - Just getting up from a crash landing! Hypisno. The two hadn't met for a while.... For about, 27 years, he supposed?
They started up a little convocation. How they where and that. However, Vincent seemed to say something that took Hypisno by surprise, making him get QUITE frustrated. They argued. And argued. Who knows why the streets weren't complaining? Maybe because it was night time. Suddenly, Con must of pressed something, due to the mech he was holding starting to whirr, and teleporting them to the time 2147, and to another location at the same time...

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Ugh, I'm done here. *dies* so much information... Pft. I'll do Hypisno later.... Could you guys please tell me if I've done a typo somewhere? I'd be grateful...

Hypisno: [link]

Vincent Dyson belongs to me only!

Escence reference

Mon, 10 Jun 2013 12:02:23 PDT

Name – Escence Anna Nguyen

Nickname(s) – None yet

Species – *shiny* Leafeon (Verdant Pokémon)

Gender - Female

Age – 17

Level – 100

Nature – Sassy

Height – 1m

Weight – 24 kg

Ability – Leaf Guard

Moveset – Leaf Blade, Grass whistle, Energy ball and Giga drain.

Personality – A bit introverted and anti-social, but can carry on a conversation if able to. She is a very quiet and patient tutor, especially when it comes to painting and arts. She does have some spunk and fighting spirit, however.

Habits – She always adjusts her glasses even when they don't slide down her nose.

Body – Her colours are brighter and healthier than an average Leafeon but a little more dull than a normal shiny Leafeon.

Relatives/Family – Mother: An Espeon named Kisha. Father: A Jolteon named Dirk. Siblings: [in order of age] An Umbreon named Fuka, a Glaceon named Misha, a Flareon named Suede, a Vaporeon named Josh.

Trivia – She is Team Psi's first shiny.

Sexual Description – Homosexual. Likes being a sub and usually refrains from too much roughness.

Witches Hammer

Sun, 09 Jun 2013 20:37:50 PDT

A newer story that I began only around a year ago about a group of girls who are witches that attend a night school of magick and learning the craft. Christine Mage, (purple-haired) the loner is asked to attend the school and try out it by her older sister Maxine (orange-haired) and their Grandma Hazel. Christine was born with natural spiritual gifts that leave her estranged from normal society. She goes in hopes to meet other witches and warlocks who are more like her, only then to meet up with more than what she had bargained for. They find that their little cousin Katelyn (blue-haired) also attends the Witches School who is a rich, bratty little 8 year old yet powerful with her affinity for the Water element and skill in hydromancy. They also meet their nature-freak neighbor Lucinda (brunette) at the school as well which is ran by the High Priestess who is her mother. Amity, being the more anti-social one rarely goes to school and practices at home which is encouraged by the teachers, she doesn't talk and rumor has it that she is a witch who is a thousand years old and never ages. There is a supposed legend about a very powerful weapon called the Witches Hammer that is a magical wand/tool that is said to accompany the most powerful witch of the land but the rod is a double-edged sword and if the she-witch is not strong enough to hold it's forces then it will destroy her. Christine eventually is suspected of being the Ultimate Witch and lures in the curiosity of a Dark Coven of Witches who wish to capture Christine and use her to wield the Witches Hammer.

My latest paranormal/magick/fantasy tale.

Bored Summer

Sun, 09 Jun 2013 18:04:14 PDT

A character I may work into a one shot/ two story comic
I don't know I make up a lot of stories and characters but only committed to one idea in my head I've been working over since my freshman year in my first college.

Anyway this girls names is Jolie, she's a 17 year old high schooler. Who's a bit defensive and anti-social, She uses sarcasm as a way to deflect her insecurities, and she hides her sexuality with jokes of guys at her school being to immature and not good enough for her to take interest in. Near the end of Summer she meets a girl at who just won't go away and ends up confiding in her. It's an idea in progress tho

Flake the Finnedyr

Sun, 09 Jun 2013 15:20:56 PDT

Make your own here ! This is a specie made by =griffsnuff

This is little flake here. I based him off snow, and a long haired dachshund ;v;

INFO

Name: Flake (Like a snow-flake)
Gender: Male
Age: 6 months (he's still a little puppy finnedyr <33 :'3 )
Personality: VERY Anti-Social, super shy, and also sensitive.
Habitat: He lives in icy cold lakes, he wears his hat so he doesn't get too cold.
Likes: Snow, being alone, and slushies.
Dislikes: Being warm, the sun, others, and sand.

RP Sample on what he is like

"I just hate it when the warm sun hits me, and the dreadful sand laping in my paws!" yelled Flake.

"What..you want me to....p-p-p-_play?" Flake whimpered.

Other animal: Well,your sort of weak..and still a pup. You can play when you are one years old hun. I think you will be the best player by then, because you get to practice!
Flake: "B-b--ut i just want to play!" said Flake while 'Waterfalls' of tears came from his icy blue eyes.

art and character) me
specie) griffsnuff

Arron Kolher-Application sheet

Sun, 09 Jun 2013 13:04:41 PDT

this is an application sheeet for the group-Kingdom-High, and this is my Character Arron kolher. Heres some more about him-
name:Arron Kohler
age:seventeen
date of birth: 16th of June
species: African Civet
occupation:student
If Teacher, what do they teach?: N/A
personality: Arron can be a sour person at times, he really doesn't like to talk to other people and could be labeled as "anti-social". When he does talk to people its not very much, he usually just keeps it to few worded responses, though he really does have a lot to say at times. Even though he is a bit of a grump he can be nice and is a very good student grade wise.
Bio/Backstory: Arron grew up in a middle class family, his dad left when he was little so his mom took care of him, people always found him a bit too weird and usually kept their distance from him, that's some of the reason why he is not much of a talker. He had few friends, If any, but that left him more time to him self. His favorite thing to do in all the free time he had was to tinker with things, he was(and still is) quite curious. He is OBSESSED with coffee, any kind, he says its his fuel for the day, but he mostly just drinks it because hes kind of nocturnal.
Other things:
-almost never seen with out a coffee cup.*
-very laid back in most circumstances
-stays up at night, usually fixing things
-he always smells good.**

*- civets are known to make some of the most expensive coffee in the world by being fed coffee beans, then enriching them or something.
**- civets have scent glands that are commonly used in perfumes.

Art Trade w/SaikouEggplant

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 15:32:06 PDT

So yesterday, I was talking to and I said that I would make 3 notes and Pi as OCs. (I actually called it. XD)

So here's what came up in my head for these notes. B, D and F#.

They're all guys, no matter how they look. B being the higher note, he has the higher personality and louder personality. And I imagined him being blue. The higher pitched the note is, the higher the personality will be and the louder it will be. D is one of the lowest notes, so he's kind of anti-social and only hangs out with the two other lower notes.(I'm basing these notes off my saxophone, jsyk. XD). F (who is going to be like a gentlemanly type of note in my opinion...or it's how I see it) and F# are opposites. F# is orange. F will be yellow. F# has a twisted sense of humor and is part of the # gang. (G#, B#, A#, D#, E#, ect.). His personality isn't the highest, but his sense of "humor" and the way he acts makes him seem like it.

I got this idea like a week ago when my band teacher told us this joke based on notes. WHOOOO- XD

I love B's hair, I don't know why. But I also adore D and F#'s outfits. XD

Their skin...I don't know. I really don't. XDDD

Question 500 ~Anti-Social?~

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 01:15:52 PDT

~He's being forced to speak (well not actually talking) with you guys...hurr hurr..~
-Lei

Credits: omomo

Radioactive

Sat, 08 Jun 2013 01:03:18 PDT

Yep, I did it
The unspeakable. I made myself a pony OC

Not the most original name, but eh. I have fallen in love with Imagine Dragon's song Radioactive, so that's actually the inspiration behind this guy If you haven't heard it, I highly recommend listening, I love the beat and it's pretty cool lyrics too.

Anyways, info time!

Name: Radioactive (was Chemical Blast)
Age: Unknown (estimated to be around 34-35)
Gender: Stallion
Personality: Cold and distant. He isn't outgoing and completely anti-social. Not much is known about him given his inability to speak, and the fact that he wouldn't even if he could.
History: Blast used to be the owner of a nuclear plant. The first one built in all of Equestria, actually. He was reputable and well respected everywhere, especially Ponyville, where the plant was located. Everyone had heard his name, but he was a rather humble pony. He was generous after he had built up some wealth from his later large power plant. He decided that all of his workers deserved a day off after so long of being devoted to the company. They all got off one day in the summer to go to the carnival that was in town. There was an alternate source of energy for the rides and with everyone enjoying the festivities, it was a perfect day to shut the plant down. Blast had spent most of his morning at the carnival, visiting with everyone and even attempting to win prizes for some little fillies and colts. He began to get an uneasy feeling though and decided he needed to go and check on the power plant. As he got there, all seemed well, and he thought he was just being paranoid, since he wasn't used to leaving the plant unattended. As he went to leave, there was a large explosion near the back of the plant. Blast was hit by the explosion and knocked back quite a ways by the boom, which left him unconscious. Meanwhile at the carnival, no one knew where he had gone. Simply that he had left. The next day as the first workers showed up, they saw the plant in ruins and their beloved boss lying on the ground, barely recognizable from the explosion. Doctors were called in, but he was pronounced dead on the spot. The area was contaminated from the massive amounts of radiation and it was too dangerous to go and retrieve his body from the building. Several days later, he awoke, miraculously surviving, but forever changed from the radiation he had been exposed to over the week. He had also lost his voice. The explosion had damaged his vocal cords. He now has no memory of what has happened, only that he is stuck at the ruins of the power plant. Everyone presumes him dead and with no interactions due to the plant being quarantined and a large fence surrounding it. No one gets in or out.

He now goes by the name Radioactive after seeing a sign hanging on the fence with the word on it. He cannot remember his true name either.
His cutie mark used to simply be the radioactive sign, but the radiation caused the splattering on it and on his body. Previously only the yellow stripes were in his mane and tail and his eyes were a very bright blue.

Yep...that's about it.
His design is liable to change...considering it's 3 in the morning, I'm not at the top of my skills

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Radioactive/Chemical Blast, design, and art belong to me ^^

Dwyn, a hard life

Fri, 07 Jun 2013 21:03:47 PDT

"I have watched my family be killed right in front of me, i have fought in war and lost my friends, i ended up killing myself and being revived to find that i lost my leg, i made my new leg from scratch after years of being in the medical field to find that it hurts like hell to put my leg on, i was cast out for my leg so now, i have no family i have seen many deaths including my friends i have been to hell and back i have vast medical knowledge i have been through pain that no one has imagined and i have been left alone"

Dwyn can be a anti-social Furan and caring at the same time she has green fire that is not hot but come at you with force that will knock you out if attacked she is disadvantaged with strength but her advanced knowledge of the body makes her a formidable foe

Lucy Comparison

Fri, 07 Jun 2013 15:37:29 PDT

Lucy is my OC that i made up from somewhere.. anyways, the anime version is a really old picture, thats why it looks really different from my current style when i draw anime.

i just drew the realistic one today and it was pretty simple actually ^^
i dont draw realistic that much, but i have a really clear idea about it and it somehow ended up really nice (: she looks alittle depressed in this one, but its becuz i couldnt visualize wat a shy person looks like..

Lucy's a very shy person, a very.. anti-social person.. thats probably how shes so depressed looking haha..

HotO | Imittis the Quiet

Fri, 07 Jun 2013 12:50:18 PDT

WIP

I need to change the pack on the reference sheet its self and write the role play example.

Name Imittis the Quiet (Imittis means harsh in Latin. He obtained his name because of his immense strength)
Nickname Imittis or Imp
Gender Male
Age Adult
Pack Dusk Pack // Opacare Grex
Rank Guard
Spiritual Standings He is a strong disbeliever, though he tends to keep that to himself.

APPEARANCE

Build Heavy, stocky, and very large. With the mix of mountain breeds, he was left with a very muscular build
Key Features Curled tail (over left side), rough patch of fur behind his shoulders, slightly wrinkled feet/ankles
Fur Length Medium (Very short for his breed mix except his tail and around his neck)
Height Tall
Weight Heavy
Accessories His only accessorie is a rope he stumbled upon whilst exploring. He came upon a very sunken village and ropes were tied to planks and wood scraps. He took one in remembrance of the little area that fascinated him.

PERSONAL

Likes being alone, exploring, mythology (though he doesn't believe in any of it), finding strange objects, wading in shallow water

Dislikes being crowded, having to stay in one place, hearing about spirits from extremely religious others, only sight of sand dunes

Flaws He is very high strung, often times snapping at others, not on purpose though.

Talents Tracking and attacking. He is very strong, so defense is his best ability.

Personality [High Strung] • [Secretive] • [Independent] • [Curious]

High Strung - He is very high strung because there is always so much on his mind. It's not that he hates all others, it's just that the ignorance of some really gets to him. Because of this he tends to be very anti-social.

Secretive - Because others often bother him, he tends to keep to himself. Due to trust issues (he never had a true friend, so he's never talked about anything to anyone, another reason for being high strung), he is very quiet about what is on his mind and tends to stress out because he has no release.

Independent - Since he isn't fond of others, he is also very independent. He relies on his own thoughts and his own abilities to get him anywhere. Even though it helps to be independent, it is also very difficult because he tends to push away others.

Curious - Imittis is very curious. He loves to explore and discover new ideas and items. If anything, it usually gets him into trouble because he either strays too far from his post or pokes his nose into business that isn't his.

History As a puppy, Imittis was almost instantly abandoned. His mother disliked his appearance because as a puppy, his was very fluffy and wrinkly, almost the appearance of a Shar Pei puppy, and he was also the only pup in the litter, his mother assuming he wouldn't survive. He was left to his own defense, but he thought that was how it was for all puppies. Continuing to be alone, he was almost a ghost to the pack, all others ignoring him. This led to being independent and secretive. Having no parent to correct him or teach him, he often got into trouble. Imittis always left the security of the pack to explore. He loved to train himself, the only thing he would waste his day doing was teaching himself how to attack. Soon enough, he became very strong. Strong enough to defend the pack and growing to an extremely large height, size, and weight. Once he was finally noticed (due to his immense size), he was promoted to a guard. The pack believed his size and strength would come to good use for protection.

RELATIONS

Family His family is unavailable to him. He assumes they belong some where in the pack, or possibly became loners, but he is almost 100% positive they are alive, however, no one in the pack really knows where he came from, so they have no way to educate him about his past (will create the parents later). Being born the only puppy in a litter, he has no siblings.

Fragile the Coarse
mother - milk mother in Opacare Grex

Ingens the Vulgar
father - deceased (Imittis isn't aware)

Relationship Status He is single, and will more than likely stay that way. Unless he stumbles upon a female with similar interests, he wishes to stay alone.
Exclusive Mate none
Nonexclusive Mate(s) none
Pups none

Relationships

= Acquaintance
= Uncertainty
= Friend
= Good Friend
= Family
= Crush
= Love
= Lust
= Greatly Dislike
/ = Despise

Feeling | Name - Occupation - Roleplayer

Auroa Pack

Lux Pack

Opacare Pack

Healers /// Cult

ROLE PLAY EXAMPLE

WIP

September LIaLW Application Sheet

Fri, 07 Jun 2013 11:08:47 PDT

For

_{Name: September

Gender: Female

Class: Engineer

Age: Teen

Species: Mix of rabbit, reptile, elephant, ram and unknown DNA

Personality: She loves to cause trouble and prank her ship mates, she is a tomboy that especially likes to make fun of females(Except the one's she respects), she is a bit anti-social but that doesn't bother her and she is also very intelligent and advanced for her age

Advancments: Her hair and tongue sometimes change color according to mood, Sharp non-seeable scales

Likes: Pranks, Causing a mess, Making/fixing robots, (Secretly)Singing, Reading books about mechanics, 'Collecting' spoons and feathers

Dislikes: Girly females, Weak males, Overly sweet or colorful things, Drama, Crowds, Being touched bu others

I'll develop, over time, her older self. She'll grow out ram horns and her tusks will grow a bit more. She'll be taller, more mature and she would stand on two legs with ease. She'd probably stay being an engineer or try out for a major.

I hope everything is okay, just tell me if it's not!!

Character(c)Me
Art(c)~DetritusDroid}

BlackGale-Academy: Pine

Fri, 07 Jun 2013 09:57:14 PDT

Yeah, well since I draw all my pineapple stuff on this account I was like "Alright, just gunna join on this account"
_{Sorry for the lousy picture, did it up around 12 am last night when I was half asleep}

~Name|| Pineapple //His parents love food okay shhhhh// But he just tell's everyone his name is Pine~<3
~Year|| 1st First Year
~Creature & Class|| Darkling//Demon
~Age|| 16
~Height|| 5'10"
~Weight|| How about no
~Member type|| Sexy Student

~Personality|| Pine is a very quiet boy. He usually keeps to himself and tends to not socialize that much, so in all honesty, he can//will come off as the anti-social type. He can also be quite rude and stuck up at time's, he ain't much of a friendly camper. He's pretty sassy n'shiz and will keep other's at a very, VERY, far distant. I dare you to even attempt to try and get close to him.
But overall, he is just a rude little prick.

~Likes||
+Being alone
+Night
+The dark
+Watching other's suffer
+Fruits
+~~PineApple~~
+Music

~Dislikes||
-Sour foods
-Meat
-Clingy people
-People who wine alot
-Cry-babies
-Needles // Don't even come near him with one, he will scream and run away

~History|| "I don't want to tell you about myself 8I"
Alright well, Pine grew up with his brother Rolo and his parents. Nothing all to insteresting happened in his life. He grew up in a nice little family, went to a good school, he was never abused nor bullied. Nothing caused him to act the way he does, that's just his natural self. He was born an antisocial-prick~
Anyways, when Pine had turned 15 he had a bit of a falling out with the rest of his family. They all got into a huge fight. Him against his brother and parents. Something had caused pine to just loose it and snap at them. After that, Pine became more rude than usual, constantly cursing towards his parents and hardly ever talking to them, let alone making eye contact with them or hanging out in the same room as them. He was the same towards Rolo also. His parents let this go on for a year and a bit before finally getting fed up with their son's horrible attitude. Shortly after turning 16, his parents registered him at the academy, packed up his crap and booted him out the door, Hoping that maybe spending a little time away from home and meeting new people, might set his mind in the right place :U

~Extra||
~Straight as hell
~He play's the piano and the flute
~He's got the 2 piercings on his right ear
~Walking is to much effort so he usually flies
~Don't touch his horns, private property sorry
~You can probably consider him slightly emo
~Is so done with everything

For

Amaimon ref

Fri, 07 Jun 2013 02:23:45 PDT

GP: 6/20

-Basic Information-

Name: Amaimon(meaning: one of the demon kings)
Nickname: Mai(pronounced My)
Age: 7 moons/months
Gender: tom/male
Clan: Montuim
Rank: Apprentice
Breed: Turkish Angora
Physical appearance: Mai is of average build, and weight for his breed, and age. Although he is muscular, but not very fast. He's also between the sizes of his two older sisters.

-Personal Information-

Likes:
The earth
Games
His siblings

Dislikes:
poor sports
other cats

Fears:
Water

Fighting style: 20
-Strength-
5/10
Due to his size, Mai can hit his adversaries with heavy blows.

-Defense-
6/10
His long fur, and size help Amaimon take more hits than other cats.

-Speed-
3/10
Being average size he isn't the fastest cat around, but can keep up if he has to.

-Skill-
2/10
An apprentice, having no battle experience, and still in training his skill level isn't very high.

-Stealth-
4/10
Even with his long fur Mai has learned to step lightly, and hide from view.

Weaknesses:
Inexperience
Faster cats

Goals:
none
(to have fun)

Other:
N/A

Personality:
~Calm&Collected~
Amaimon never does anything on impulse, and often looks at everything logically before making a decision.
~Playful~
To Mai everything is a game, and he plans on winning. He loves to pull pranks, and bug others for the fun of it.(only shows this side once he gets to know you) He loves to tease, and is disobedient at times. _{Everything he does is just for kicks.}
~Anti-Social~
Mai isn't very talkative to others when he first meets them, and just observes from a distance. When he makes a decision on the cat(s) he may or may not approach them.

____________

Biography:
1-5 moons
Amaimon grew up with two other siblings Zephyra who was first born and Desiree who was second born born with there mother Adama and their father Dougal who was a Rogue who traveled the land who their mother loved but he left her after she had her kits, but after that they lived a normal and happy life.

6-7 moons
Amaimon was made ___(mentor's)__ apprentice, and is currently in training.

-Relationship Stats-

-Family-
Mother:
Father:
Sisters:
Desiree =Retisha [link]

Zephyra ~KingdomHeartsRazor [link]

-Mentors and apprentices-

Current mentor:
needed

= Acquainted/No Opinion
= Unsure/Leaning towards dislike
= Friend/fond of
= Good Friend/not close
= Buddy/ semi-close
= Best Friend/tight and close
= Attraction/Likeable
= Crush
= Love/Like Family
= Mate
= Dislike
= Hate/Despise
= Suspicious
= Jealous
= Respect
= Family
= Mentor

-Ignis-

-Nix-

-Montuim-
/ / / Zephyra- "She's my sister, and I love her very much and would protect her if I needed to, but I really, am not sure what I think about her staying so long in the shadows. Maybe, if she would talk with others, or at least more with us we could be closer... She is very skilled at staying hidden, and I have to give it to her for that. She's also the oldest of us all." ((he's irritated with her for not talking to them a lot because he misses how she was when she was younger.))

/ / Desiree- "I feel I am closer to her than to Zephyra, and I will do whatever I can to protect her. I would do just about anything to help her if I could. She's my older sister, and I respect her opinions and ideas, but that doesn't mean I listen to her."
-Arenam-

-Tenebris-

-Rogues-

Antonio Reference

Thu, 06 Jun 2013 23:33:32 PDT

aw look at my bby i love him wow <3

Name: Antonio Spencer
Nickname/s: Anny, Tonio, Tony
Age: 18
Birthday: 9th June
Gender: Male
Orientation: Bisexual
Species: Maine Coon Cat

Personality: Looking at him, one would probably say that he was one of the typical neighbourhood ‘bad-boys’. However, taking a closer look at him he’s just a shy boy, troubled with his emotions. Because of this, he is usually very quiet and anti-social. He’s quite nice and talkative once you get to know him, though. He might even tell you a few secrets if he trusts you enough.

Likes:
Reading, the beach, travelling

Dislikes:
Forgetting where he puts his stuff, getting disturbed
Fear/s: What others think of him

Powers/Abilities: None

Marital Status: Single at the moment.

Theron -- EBC

Thu, 06 Jun 2013 19:56:19 PDT

always being updated!

general

Name
Theron
{pronounced THEER-on}

Rank
Healer Apprentice

Species
Serval
{'broken' albino variant}

Age
Seven Months
Starting Age: 4 months {born in fall}

Traits
Dominate Traits: serval stripes and spots; gray paws; duo colored pelt; gold ticking; large ears
Recessive Traits: albinism: silver markings, white fur; violet eyes; striped nose; striped tail; white ear spots
Carrier Traits: dark paws; black ears; splotched paw pads

personality && history

PERSONALITY

{quiet && observant} - {shy && soft-spoken} - {analytic && intelligent} - {excitable && friendly} - {loving && protective} - {ambitious && willful} - {fiery && fierce}

quiet && observant

shy && soft-spoken

analytic && intelligent

excitable && friendly

loving && protective

ambitious && willful

fiery && fierce

* still being young, Theron's personality is prone to change depending on influences and events !

HISTORY

Theron's mother, Bellona, was not originally an Empire cat. She came to Lightning Empire for shelter, and it was there that she gave birth to Theron. She was then accepted into the Empire, but unfortunately ... she was also called on to be a Gladiator when Theron was still young. It divided them as family, and little Theron was always confused when her mother was absent during the day, and for most of the night as well.

The cub sought shelter in the form of Sugarra, the Healer. The two cats were quick to bond over herbs, and even before Theron had decided to become her apprentice, Sugarra was already teaching her basic herbs and letting her sleep in the den at night. It was the perfect arrangement for both of them.

A few months later, there was a Bounty Hunter raid. Theron witnessed gladiators and apprentices and cubs being killed right in front of her, and she was unable to do anything. Scaeden used her and Tsinga as his mouth piece in the Empire -- she was forced to deliver a message that was seared into her memory: "It's an easy message, darling. You two just have to watch what I do and make sure to tell your Empire friends exactly what happens. Does that sound easy enough? Now, don't move unless you want to end up like your two little friends. It'd be a shame, really, to see you two lovelies in that horrible state."

Even though she knew that she was going to be a Healer, it was then, as her fur was stained with the blood of her family, that she wasn't going to be afraid again. And, much to her disgust, she found herself envious to the lynx's power over all the other cats. She can still remember his eyes burning into hers as he crushed her under his paw.

Sugarra was taken away from her that day, and she was forced to step up to the Healer apprentice position, as she was the only one at the time who even knew a little about healing.

quirks && fears

● when she gets scared or nervous, she has a habit of hiding her muzzle in her scarf

● her main goal in life is to find her father, even if it means going into the heart of the City to reach him

● her coloring is a strange combination of her mother's albino pelt and her father's golden one

● after experiencing her first raid, she's been more curious about the City and the Hunters

● she's secretly scared that her father would be disappointed in her for choosing the path of healing

training && mentoring

→ healing

current mentor

current herbs learned

→ fighting

current 'mentor'

current moves learned

→ hunting

current 'mentor'

current moves learned

family && relations

FAMILY
→ blood
Bellona
mother; alive; lightning empire
rp'd by =DappledSun

???
father; status unknown

Atticus
brother; status unknown

Vitus
brother; status unknown

Fiona
sister; deceased

* Theron is unaware of the fact that she has siblings from Bellona's previous litter

FAMILY
→ heart
Theron currently has no crush, mate, or cubs !

RELATIONS

= Neutral
= Friend
= Close Friend
= Crush
= Love
= Dislike/Hate
= Family
= Jealous
= Respect

lightning.

/ Viatrix
"Even though I have yet to have a real conversation with my new leader, one has to have a certain kind of respect for a cat who takes lead of an Empire right after their previous leader was slau -- er, killed, in a raid."

/ Sugarra
"My mentor, and my best friend! She's one of the few cats I know I can trust in the world ... and she's always been so kind and understanding. She loves herbs just as much as I do, and she's going to teach me all the ways I can help protect those in my Empire -- just without using my claws."

/ Bellona
"I understand why you had to leave, momma. When I was younger, it did hurt ... but it wasn't your fault. I hope we get to spend more time together, now that I'm an apprentice. You can even show me how to fight! I really want to get to know you better, now that I'm a little older."

/ Scion
"He has really pretty eyes. And a soft voice. He made me laugh when I wanted to cry. I feel safe around him."

ice.

fire.

air.

/ Ash
"She's very beautiful. I hope I get to see her again someday, and ask about the 'secret' she told me to keep ..."

shadow.

hunter.

/ Scaeden
"I ... I don't ... want to talk about it ..."

empire points && statistics

Empire Statistics
Empire Points: 89
Stealth: 20
Strength: 9
Stamina: 11
Speed: 15
Defense: 9
Intelligence: 25

armor && items

ARMOR

harness

gloves

ITEMS

father's scarf

roleplay sample

taken from actual roleplay

The drop of blood hit her cheek and rolled down the side of her face as she looked up into the Hunter's cold eyes. She fought to slow her breathing, to not choke on her own tongue, to focus on something else. Anything else. But all she heard was the screams of her friends and the thuds of bodies hitting the ground. She was paralyzed by fear.

"It's an easy message, darling." His voice scared her. She had never heard another like it. It was as cold as his eyes, and was laced with spite. Why? Why did he hate them? Why did he hate her? She was only a cub. A cub that wanted to be a Healer. She had done nothing to him. She was weak, she was small, she was pitiful. And she knew it.

He removed his paw from her chest, and she took a deep breath, finally getting the air she was hungry for. She filled her lungs, but only ended up coughing soon after as she tried to get to her paws, shaking her head -- but the streak of red down the side of her face wouldn't come off so easily. It felt sticky against her skin.

The cub stood perfectly still, following the lynx's orders. She knew she should follow orders, especially from one such as him. It only seemed right.

As he looked at her and Tsinga, the wailing cat at his feet, she forced herself to meet his eyes. This was what it meant to be a Gladiator. She would not look away. She would not --

The blood was bright scarlet as it splashed against the ground. The screams were cut off as the crack of splintered bone filled the air. Theron's ears twitched, and her eyes widened, but she did not flinch. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the suddenly lifeless eyes of the Fossa. Dead. Just like that.

And now the lynx was coming back. Theron's ears pressed flat against her skull, but she stood up straight as he came close. Do not show fear, she told herself. You will not be afraid. "I'll tell them," she whispered, eyes wide.

As he walked away, her whole body started shaking, and she thought she might throw up. But she turned her head to watch him leave the camp, the blood hardening against her cheek. Her father had been a cat like that.

PDL: Casper Rosander

Thu, 06 Jun 2013 04:01:01 PDT

CASPER ROSANDER.
"I can list a hundred things I'd rather be doing right now."
Name: Casper Moriarty Rosander
Age: 30
Height: 5'9" / 175 cm
Weight: 127 lb / 57 kg
Hometown: Lilycove, Hoenn. [Born in Sootopolis]

History: Educated in a prestigeous boarding school and university in Lilycove; Casper has made a name for himself as a successful business man and a talented musician. His parents, and previous generations had been successful scientists, creating their own industry 'Rosander Industries' which Casper is now heir to (though he leaves science to other people who knows what they're doing).

Casper owns his own theatre company which spans across many of the major cities, though most of his attention is focussed on the Lilycove Theatre. He has also written scores for several successful films. In the last three years, Casper has barely been seen in person by his co-workers.

Three years previously, Casper was a representative for the Ultimate Battle Frontier, which ended with explosions (as all good things should), but left Casper hospitalised with asphyxiation/dry drowning (from the pokémon attack 'toxic'). Once being released from hospital, Casper disappeared from the public eye from over a year as he continued his recovery in private. Aldric Black, his closest friend, aided in running the company, often representing Casper on his behalf.

Casper has been present at four public/red carpet events, though has refused to speak to any members of the media about the events of the Frontier or his health. Casper suffers post traumatic stress disorder, and frequent periods of exhaustion/shortness of breath.

The fact he has returned to the spotlight to help with another tournament has raised many questions (which he has taken effort to not answer), he has
returned along with Aldric, who thinks it is a bad idea all together. Casper has joined the Oneirus Team to help fund the project being lead by Joyce, a
family friend who he looked after on occasion when they were younger.

Personality: In public, Casper is very charming and friendly and has the great skill of being able to look interested when he really does not care. He has a well rehearsed smile and holds himself very well. He makes his exposure to the public as limited as possible.

Out of the public eye, Casper is arrogant and unreceptive. He keeps anti-social hours, often staying up until the unholy hours of the morning to play his
violin (his neighbours will love him for that). He rarely does anything for others unless it will benefit him.

Casper has little interest in the goings on of the tournament. He is only present upon Joyce's firm request and is openly hostile towards Dr. Seth Serepca,
frequently insulting the younger man and his profession. He is unable to tolerate the man's zen attitude.
Casper is best friends with Aldric, and there is no force on this earth that could separate their bromance.

Pokémon:
MARLOWE | Chatot | Male | Keen Eye | Naughty
Marlowe is a mischievous chatot, often mimicking voices of other pokémon and humans to cause havoc. Marlowe frequently antagonises those who Casper displays hostile behaviour towards. Marlowe also has a very good memory. Once he's heard you, he will be able to mimic you months later.
Marlowe is not trained for battle.

ORPHEUS | Volcarona | Male | Flame Body | Brave
Orpheus was Casper's first pokémon. Exceedingly talented on the battle field, Orpheus is always Casper's choice in battle. Orpheus will display protective behaviour over Casper, even threatening Casper's friends if he sees them as a threat.

BECKETT | Quagsire | Male | Water Absorb | Lonely
Neurotic and co-dependent, Beckett is needy and lazy. Beckett sees everything as a challenge, even climbing stairs. Casper has often thrown a blanket over Beckett's head, causing the creature to be confused, and panic being unable to find his trainer. Upon finding Casper again, Beckett displays extreme joy and headbutts Casper to the floor to display his love. Beckett is like a big, slimy, cuddly dog.
Beckett is not trained for battle.

This is just-- Something.

Wed, 05 Jun 2013 19:53:25 PDT

^{Please excuse sloppy and ugly quick 5 minute doodles.
Ok so I said I made Toby's life (Or him in general) complicated.
I wasn't kidding.

Ok so I'm going to clear up some stuff.
Because I didn't want to on the picture.
I'll do more information to, because I like typing. c:
//Clears throat

1. Toby Seltsam
Age: 17 (Somehow got younger weeeee-)
Gender: Male
Hair Color: White and Black
Eye Color: Light Blue/Orange
Form: Normal
About Form: Its him. Normal like form. His hair color is the mix between his mad/angry/rage (Ugh complicated xD) form. The tail also belongs to that form and one of his eye's colors. He's like this most of the time.
Personality: Sometimes angry, short tempered, sarcastic, rude, can possibly be nice as well, hesitant at times, careful, douche bag, Social, Air head
Another stupid thing: Omg guys he's a cannibal. //Scream
_{_{_{_{Thought it'd be interesting to do that.}}}}

I totally forgot his 2nd form's mask. Ugh.
2. Devious Seltsam
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Orange
Form: Rage (Something like that?)
About Form: He was created from all of Toby's anger (Though when released, Toby can still get mad and such, just not as much). He appears when he wants to, even though Toby doesn't want him out in public, he still just shows up. He's always carrying around 2 black knives too.
Personality: Rude, Short tempered, Sarcastic, rarely nice (Like almost never), never thinks twice about anything, says what he wants and does what he wants, hates everything, major douche bag, Mega social
Another stupid thing: Even though he as well is a cannibal, he likes cupcakes.

3. Toby Seltsam (Still)
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Light Blue
Form: Normal but confused and somewhat scared
About Form: Pretty much the same as the 1st form. When the rage form leaves, this is what's left. He's more scared and confused (Air Head) then the 1st. He's about 80% more nice as well, and more emotional (Cries a lot). When Devious (The 2nd form on here) is released, the first form loses all black from his hair and his eyes both turn blue. His tattoos also turn black and the mark on his leg (Forgot to draw it on the 1st form, his pants cover it) take up almost his whole leg. His tail also disappears. When both forms (2nd and 3rd) merge together again, memories of both return to form 1. Both personalities merge together and form back to form 1.
Personality: Air Head, Scared, (Sometimes) Angry and short tempered, 80% more nice, 50% social (Not yet anti-social)
Another stupid thing(s): He's also still a cannibal, but when in this form, he doesn't like wearing pants. I don't know why, he just doesn't. Maybe because he doesn't get out of the house often when he's like this.

Stupid Fun Fact: Toby's 3rd form is the only one who does not snore when sleeping.

Art (c) ME
Character(s) (c) ME}

Pigeonkit

Wed, 05 Jun 2013 19:29:31 PDT

Warrior name Pigeoncall or Pigeonshear

Anyway, pigeonkit and his sister were happy kits and then them and there parents were attacked by a fox,
His parents were killed and he almost died.
Luckily he was saved, but he lost a lot of blood and is very weak since the attack. He tends to pass out a lot.
He doesn't like to play with the other kits or anyone, very anti social. They always feel bad for him, and he hates it.
Cats are afraid he'll pass out somewhere dangerous as an apprentice and die (Like fall off a cliff or tree or drown or something)

Kyoji and the 4th wall

Wed, 05 Jun 2013 15:03:22 PDT

Looks like the puppy is very very very very very pissed off

Kyoji:WHO ARE YOU CALLIN A PUPPY YOU DAMN ANTI-SOCIAL PIG.

Dova Ref.

Wed, 05 Jun 2013 11:51:29 PDT

Name: Dova Mali ###
Age: 23
Height: 6,3
Dating Status: Single
Weapon of choice: Dark Lighting Scythe
Species: Fallen Angle.
Personality: Quiet,Murderous, anti-social.

Calix [ Head Gangster ]

Tue, 04 Jun 2013 17:28:24 PDT

SCHOOL WORK AN COMMISSIONS I HAVE TO TAKE A QUICK BREAK FROM TO FILL IN THIS APP AND EDENS NEW APP SORRY!

STILL FILLING IN! But I have to get a feel for the RP again to fill in more of this app.

Full Name: Calix (Doesn't have a Last name)
Nickname/s:   Cal, Boss

Gender:   Male
Age: 24
Rank:   Head Gangster
Affiliate: Gang
Money Amount: 0

Looks/Body: A slim skinny body made up of long hair and averagely tall thin figure. Bluish gray fur runs around his body as well as the lighter tint, running along his muzzle to his hind legs. A blackish blue coloring consists on his head hair and stripes that run along his back and cheek. A slightly darker tint of the blue gray coloring is his stockings on both of his legs and arms. The dark blackish blue coloring also is found at the tip of his tail and ears in a speckled pattern. Smaller paws that are powder white as well as the flank on his nose. His eyes are oddly colored consisting of a sea blue although the iris is a deep sea green. Although one would think of the head gangster as burly and big looking, Calix is just the opposite. The tom built is that of a runner, thin, sleek and quick the guy is infamous for his back flips and maneuvers. Although his body allows him to dodge and get away quickly his brute strength is almost nothing and is almost never seen challenging some one to a fist fight, which is why he always keeps a knife handy.

Accessories: A thing black leather collar with a sliver cross dangling from it. Wears it for ironic purposes.

Attitude: [Sociopath] [Manipulative] [two-faced] [Contentious] [Childish] [sly] [calm] [ intelligent ]

[-Sociopath]: No this does not mean he is crazy … somewhat. This term is often confused with psychopath but hey there closely related. Believe it or not, this guy is very anti-social he HATES people, and only talks to them if they are to some use, or just to bother them for his own amusement. Because of his condition he also is extremely intelligent especially at spotting things that seem worthless to others. He lacks social conscience meaning he doesn't care for any ones feelings and will further upset them, without a single feeling of remorse or guilt.

[–Manipulative/ Persuasive:] This tom has a way with words, wither he said them or not. Either he will bend words that someone else said or his very own to get what he wants. Due to his smooth calming voice that’s full of fake empathy, many fall for his ‘deals’.

[-Two faced]: Calix is the most fake cat in the entire city, although because he puts on a great act many fall for his fake emotions such as presenting concern or advice. Truth behind the matter is if you have or are something useful he’ll be your best friend but the moment you lose it, your nothing.

[-Contentious]: No doubt in his mind Calix loves to start fights, more likely seeing others in arguments. HATES being bored and what fun it is to see lovers and friends fight or petty subjects that he himself might have made!

[- Sly/calm]: Known for his quick getaways and deceitful nature because Calix is so cunning is most likely the reason he become head gangster. Almost never loses his composer. In fact he almost always has a smug smile on his face; it’s rare that he attacks on blind rage.

[-Childish]: Despite being 24 and a boss he is very immature and child-like. If he doesn't get what he wants he’ll through tantrums, although his tantrums involve throwing knifes and wrecking the casino! But it takes a lot to make him angry/ upset but when you do, look out!

[-Sadistic]: Calix enjoys seeing pain, and gets a laugh out of it. In fact if he's bored enough, he'll try to cause pain in otherS whether emotional or physical.

[- Intelligent]: Because of his lack of strength and his Sociopathic mind set, Calix is very bright. If forced in a fight he finds weak points and aims for those. Although if hit with a heavy punch he'll most likely be down for good, which is why he depends on his lightweight body for agile dodges. Although he lacks empathy and social skills, he is slow in reading emotions and can't read warning signs to stop.

History: TO BE UPDATED WHEN RP'D MORE

Family: Considers all his gang family, referring to the males as “bro” and the females “sis”.
Partner: None
Children: None

Relationships
[ Use any bullet system that your heart desires ]

Sexuality: Asexual

Other: *ALWAYS has a knife on him

–LIKES

– Fights/arguments

– Alcohol

– Money

– Attention (negative and positive)

- your mom

- Power

DISLIKES

- Being bored

- guns

- the casino

- Couples

- smoking

- People in general

- your mom

- dogs

RP Example: Calix twitched his ear as he sat on the massive pile made up of used tires and other car parts. Gazing at the junkyard below some members of his gang were tossing something around, he gave a yawn. Out of boredom he jumped of the trash mountain and jumped over the junkyards fence. Walking towards the casino, he gave a small toothy grin. So many cats came out of the casino drunker then the'll ever be, some were simply only visiting Vegas and didn't no the area. Which made them easy victims to pick pocket and manipulate. Others depressed and drunk due to the fact they lost every single life saving by gambling there whole life away. "Yet they call us the crooks." he muttered glaring at the entrance to the bright, big and shiny casino. Every time the doors opened the scent of alcohol and desperation filled the air and the sound of laughter,shouts and high pitched noises caused by machines poured out of the walls. Standing still and poised he gave a small dark thought "Things have been far to quiet around here ... how boring." he through back his head and gave a long smile as the head gangster swung open the large doors throwing his arms up in a party manner as he busted through the very place he despised.

LA Ref: Somnia

Tue, 04 Jun 2013 14:25:38 PDT

Name: Somnia
Alias/Nickname: Somnium
Pack: N/A
Rank: Stray
Age: 1 Year
Gender: Intersex [Functionally male] _{Gender is mistaken as one or the other often but he usually doesn't care which he's compared to}
Breed-base: Irish wolfhound

Abilities: If within an influence range of a sleeping or half-asleep animal, who's even slightly unconscious, he can alter the dreams or thoughts so the animal seem as if in a very vivid dream that he created, in which it could be a pleasant dream, a nightmare, or even a message to warn the animal of upcoming dangers, but usually it's used to hang out with other canines inside their dreams, never mind how personal dreams are supposed to be. However, when Somnia falls asleep himself, the ability backfires and he ends up having the reoccurring nightmare of being alone in a black room of nothing, but anyone who's nearby while he sleeps and is sleeping as well or not very conscious would suffer a nightmare as well that antagonizes their fears.

Physical Strengths: Mostly relying on his tall size, he is able to intimidate by height and uses it to tower over an opponent if possible so they feel discouraged, his long legs also give her excellent sprinting and jumping abilities, so he might be more lucky to jump to higher or farther places when in a hurry.

Physical Weaknesses: His hind legs are prone to dislocation, especially when running or sprinting, for doing that would require him to outstretch his hind legs, Another weakness is he has really bad insomnia, which in return blurs his vision often and gives him constant headaches.

Height/Weight: 35 In, 110 lb

Personality: He is quiet and more to himself. He prefers to observe at a distance and rather not speak to another animal if it's possible to avoid. He is often zoning out but refuses to sleep for fear of the dream, thus he is an Insomniac. When curious of another creature, he invades its dreams and observes them to learn about the creature, forget about privacy. He usually comes off as anti-social in a way for instead of saying hi, he acts more like a wall flower at large events or around a pack, thus is why he prefers no pack. In order to him to be social, you'd have to approach first.

History: As a pup the side of town Somnia and his small family grew up in was a bit picked clean, thus starvation took a strong hold. The siblings died one by one from lack of food and the mother began to get sick when Somnia reached the age of being able to see and walk and talk. The father was nowhere to be found, ever, the ungrateful bastard! Probably was a hump and run, that's what was believed. In order to keep Somnia and the siblings safe and to the mother herself, she lived with them on an abandoned part within the city, where very few dogs probably even knew other than herself and Somnia, but of course it was probably left alone for the lack of food, and the mother was a fool. Eventually, when Somnia was nearing her first year of age, the mother had gotten ill and died of starvation. Somnia from then on left the abandoned area and traveled within the city more to find food and shelter, keeping in mind the stories of how the dogs out there were merciless and unforgiving cannibals, and for that he avoided most any dog Somnia crosses paths with.

Likes: Invading canines dreams, Solitary places, Dark locations, Food, and chewing on things
Dislikes: Sleeping, Being alone, Obnoxious or loud canines, And most children
Other: Actually, though it may not look or seem it this character is very childish, he may say something in a calm manner but the words are usually something childish like "I found it first, finders keepers losers weepers." or "You're a big jerk." but usually his speech pattern is calm and somewhat emotionless.

CLOSED adopts non left

Tue, 04 Jun 2013 10:07:43 PDT

No1 left. Im gonna get more up later

Read about them here:
[link]
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Rules PLZ READ:

1. Anyone can adopt, however its just one per person.

2. Do NOT sell this further. Its a very personall specie, and im giving away for free cuz i wanna share, not sell.

3. You CANNOT change it in any way, neither the specie. They are and will forever be wents

4. Vents being what they are are created from a negative feeling, this u have to write down in the chart below. I'll tell if it works or not, and if it doesnt we can discuss a alike one.

5. If u want to make one urself i WONT draw a reference, however u have to ask me permission first.

6. If u want to adopt u comment and fill the lil chart just down these rules~

Number:
Name:
Age:
Personality:
Negative Feeling:

_______________________________________________________________________________

1. TAKEN BY
Name: Sanz
Age: 20
Personality: reserved, cold, beaten down almost always
Negative Feeling:feeling humiliated

2. TAKEN BY
Name: Ib
Age: 16
Personality: Merciless, cold-hearted, blood-lust, insane
Negative Feeling: Discussing

3. TAKEN BY
Name: ID
Age: 16
Personality: Quiet, unkind, violent
Negative Feeling: Feeling unloved and abused

4. TAKEN BY
Name: Lovely Bones
Age: 17
Personality: Anti social, lonely, bit insane
Negative Feeling: Feeling of being Unwanted

tVL || Reese Anderson

Mon, 03 Jun 2013 15:36:03 PDT

_{Full Name || Reese Anderson
Nickname || N/A
Gender || Male / Tom
Age || Twenty-three years

Rank || Bartender
Affiliate || Casino
Money Amount || N/A

Apperence || Reese, being part Maine Coon, would seem to be a lot bulker than most guys at the Casino, but the American Bobtail side keeps him at an average muscle tone. His fur is short but thick, like his tail almost. His main fur color is white, shades of brown covering spots of his fur. A dark brown covers his claves, lower arms, tail, ears, and a small part above his nose. A light shade covers his feet, hands, two stripes running vertically on his tail, a thick horizontal stripe above his nose, and above his dull amber eyes. He has a snagged tooth on the right side of his face and a bowtie that covers a long scar across the front of his neck.
Accessories || A black bowtie that is worn at all times in public.

Personality ||
Awkward: Reese is mostly awkward with social interaction because he was never really exposed to it as a child, growing up in a rougher part of town, his parents rarely let him outside and kept him locked away to keep anything bad from happening. It carried on to his teen years, that’s also part of the reason taking care of his sister was so hard, he had to break away from the comforting bubble he set up for himself as a young cat, but it never really happened. He uses the little non-awkward part of him today to be a bartender, but he still has a little trouble.
Sarcastic: Sharp tongue and a bitter tone is his sarcasm, which he uses almost every time he opens his mouth. About ninety-nine percent of the time, he has no regards for other feelings when he does lash out because that’s how he had to grow up. He has a quick mind which means snappy remarks; he uses it against stupidity mostly. He hurts the feelings of most when he points it at a certain target but at rare times he uses it only if fun.
Mature: Since he had to grow up fast as a child, Reese has always been more mature than most cats around his age. His voice is always rather calm and monotone at some times and can handle weird situations rather well because of his calm demeanor. At times, he can act almost fatherly because that’s how he had to act for all of his life basically, since his father was never there for him.
Soft: Underneath the closed cages he has set up, there is a soft part to Reese that only a chosen few have been exposed to, and would have to be rather special to see that rare side to him. He’s really only used this small personality trait on his sister and a little on his parents before he found out what little monsters they were. Only when he cares, the sarcasm stops and his awkward side will almost vanish. He acts like a completely different cat, he turns all sweet and mushy and that’s when he cares.

History ||
Reese was born in the outskirts of Vegas, not the best place to raise a kid, but his parents weren’t the smartest cats to have on in the first place. His mother was an American Bobtail who was desperate for love and met his Maine Coon father who had just came from Ireland. Though both had drinking and gambling problems, they had Reese anyway and tried their best to be parents. They weren’t good parents; they only stuck by him for the first eight years of his life before they gave back into their addictions.

So by that year, he was practically on his own. His parents only showed up in the middle of the night, too drunk to even stand up, and when they were sober they always fought with him, more his father than mother. He was acting more of an adult than they were by age eight. Since they were the irresponsible, they had the brilliant idea to have another kid, his sister, Amethyst, that same year. He knew his parents wouldn’t take care of her, so he had to be the fatherly figure that his dad could never be. He did his best to give her a better childhood than he ever had, he protected her and treated her like she was his own, and one night that almost cost him his life.

By the age of eighteen, he got tired of his parents never being there. With their addictions getting worse, he had an even harder time caring for him and his sister because he had no job. So one night after his parents came back to the house after some heavy drinking and a wad of cash gone, he finally stood up to them. His parent did finally sober up after that night, it took them almost three years and a lot of help to do it, but they did, that’s when Reese moved out to go live on his own though he promised he would come back on to check up to make sure his sister was alright. He had heard of the big casino that was looking for jobs, he thought they could give troubled tom cat a chance to turn his life around. But Reese was inexperienced, he only knew about drinking from his parents, he soon found out that they had a bartending job. What a more perfect job for him.

Now he has been working for the casino for his one and only job.

Family ||
Parents || Mariah and Eric Anderson
Silbing(s) || Amethyst Anderson
Other Relatives || None
Girlfriend / Partner / Wife || None
Children || None

Relationships ||
Neutral
Friend
Close Friend
Crush
Love
Hate / Dislike
Respect

Sexuality ||
Orientation || Straight / Heterosexual

Interests || Brains over bronze, normally in Vegas it would be the other way around for a young hormonal adult. Not for Reese, he likes a girl who can keep and conversation but a little beauty and self-confidence never hurt anyone. Since he likes the feeling of being able to have her by his side, he doesn’t mind having an attached girl, but not to clingy since he likes his space. One night stands have never been his thing, so he prefers long term relationships.

Other ||
- Has an Irish accent from his father.
- Only smokes when he is stressed.
- He likes red wine.

Role Play Example || [ Taken from #The-Grimalkin-Oath ]
Volf ignored to look at the door when a bright light hit his way, his had to focus on this boring papers. Why couldn’t the king be smart enough to make the right choices so he didn’t have to read over every single paper? So far the Sage had to turn down four documents because they were biased for the kingdom, some laws just shouldn’t be passed because they focused on the poor get less money, “He’s just selfish,” the tom mumbled, scribbling down a note on a paper to make it better. After being with the pirates for so long, his ignorance had disappeared and he was helping everyone in the kingdom and not just the rich. He like that it gave him kindness, even though Volf had never taken advantage of his position before.

The tom jumped slightly as a pressure poked on his shoulder, his pencil violently thrown down and paper spread out a little more. He turned around tense, but then gave a sigh of relief as a familiar pair of green eyes – much like his own – were gazing at him and the papers, “Heya Volfy! Whatcha’ reading?” he smiled, “Lana! You scared me!” he meowed nervously, pushing his papers back together. Lana, or Coral on the ship, was a close friend that he’d met on the Blue Bloods, they had been put together on a few trips and they were interesting with the hyper she-cat around. It had only been a few months since they met but its seems like they’ve known each other longer. Ace wasn’t scared to talk to the pretty she-cat, but Volf was in full control now and was getting rather shy around her, “Oh-oh this? Just some work papers, just reading over some important things,” he half-mumbled, staring down at the papers. No one actually knew that he worked for the kingdom and he didn’t have the thought to tell anyone, pirates where supposed to hate the kingdom right? Being polite, he gestured towards the empty seat across from him and moved his bag to the ground to make room for her. Why couldn't he be as bold as his alter-ego? ‘It is the cape and gloves,’ he mentally scolded himself. At least he would try and be friendly instead of his anti-social self. A part of him was glad that someone had joined him so he wouldn't be bored alone, at least the cat that joined him was interesting and could keep a conversation, the only problem was that Volf couldn't keep a conversation but he would have to try even if it meant getting distracted, “S-so what brings you to the tavern today?” he asked, ‘Stop stuttering,’ he frowned internally, this was going to be difficult, ‘Just think, Ace and you’ll be fine,’ he tried to boost his confidence a little bit. He scratched the back of his head then returned it back to his lap and swiveled slightly in his chair.}

Domino

Mon, 03 Jun 2013 12:30:18 PDT

So this is Domino, my second Journey OC, and probably my last. xD;;;;;; Kind of an anti-antagonist in his and Mala’s story, as he has a deadly power and also actively tries to kill Mala at times when he sees her, because of her constant pestering..... They become friends eventually.
His look, and of course his symbol, are inspired by the domino-namesake, but another part of his look, especially his cloak-markings and mannerisms, were inspired by the moths that have ‘faces’ and ‘eyes’ on their wings and the notion of ‘bad luck’. For instance, the five circles that make up the five-domino on his cloak, also make an ‘evil eye’ with the markings surrounding it.

STORY TIME AGAIN. SORRY IT'S LONG.
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One can’t really say that Domino isn’t a successful Wayfarer, as he’s made and completed more pilgrimages to the mountain summit than he can remember. However, his problem lies in the fact that he is one of the few that has never completed a single journey with a companion, and he is certain that he never will… After all, making friends isn’t exactly easy when it looks like you have another, and much more creepy-looking, Wayfarer stitched to your back. He doesn't know why he looks the way he does, and figures there is a either a higher meaning to his appearance that he isn't getting, or he was just born unlucky; but regardless of the reason, his cloak made his life miserable. Considered a pariah in the land he came from, it wasn't long before rumor spread that he was an evil, bad omen: a monster that probably stitched the skin of another Wayfarer to his back to get his markings. All of it was untrue of course, and he tried his best to be friendly and show that he was good; but that didn't stop the others from ostracizing him, sometimes violently chasing him away at his approach.

It eventually escalated to where it became a sort of 'rite-of-passage' game amongst the younger Wayfarers to locate and gamble with the bad omen and try to get a shot at the 'monster'....With extra points given if you got him to trust you first. It was during one of these hazings that something snapped in Domino's mind, causing him to lash back at his attackers and catch one with his scarf; and in doing so, he transferred 'something' into his screaming attacker...Something that caused the young Wayfarer to eventually die in the coming days and the tribe to finally run him off for good. Now truly alone, it was then that Domino recalled stories of a sacred power hidden in a mountain far away, and if one was willing to make the journey and be reborn in it's light enough times, they would have their deepest desire granted. Maybe, he thought, if he went on enough pilgrimages to the mountain, MAYBE if he was reborn enough times, the ancestors would look kindly on him and remove his blight of a power and eyesore of a cloak and make him normal; and with this hope, he set off on his quest…. But after countless numbers of journeys, with no such difference in his appearance or otherwise, Domino has more or less given up. Dejected and feeling cheated, he has taken to wandering aimlessly, going to no particular location, and never belonging anywhere.

Tales now tell of a crestfallen creature that wanders the desert, a creature with a ghostly skeleton on it's back and, if you meet it's eyes, a poisonous touch that will kill. But that is fine. Let them think that he was a monster, for if that is what they wished to believe, then he would be that monster for them. However, that doesn't stop him from occasionally watching the pilgrimages of others, and sometimes quietly follow a pair as they journey to the mountain..... Just to pretend for a moment that he doesn't live such a solitary existence.

Personality: Due to his negative experiences with others, Domino is almost anti-social, untrusting and suspicious of the intentions of other Wayfarers, with a nagging paranoia that they want nothing to do with him other than mock or harm him. Thus he will never approach others. If a curious Wayfarer DOES spot him and try to approach, Domino will turn and try to go elsewhere, ignoring any call made to him. If the stranger approaches anyway, he will then stop and slowly straighten to full height, chirping out a short warning. If this is ignored, Domino will snap his cloak out, putting the terrifying backside markings of his cloak on full display with a chilling, banshee-like shriek to scare the other away….. If, for some reason, this final warning is ignored, Domino will actively try to attack and curse the other Wayfarer, giving chase until he either becomes bored or catches his victim.
If Domino somehow becomes tolerant of another, he is sardonic and highly sarcastic, seemingly finding little ‘good’ in the world if he even decides to talk at all. Mostly he will listen, though not LOOK like he’s doing so….. In reality he really would care and appreciate the company immensely.

Powers: Domino’s deadliest is his ability to curse other Wayfarers with ‘bad luck’ using the glyphs on his scarf. On catching a victim, he ‘transfers’ the glyphs from his scarf onto the body of the other Wayfarer, a painful process akin to branding. Once the victim is branded he leaves them lying in the sand, but the worst is yet to come. Like a series of falling dominos, victims will begin experiencing a series of bad events, one for each of the eight brands, and each more harmful than the last; with a glyph disappearing after each survived event. The final onset of bad luck is almost always deadly, and unless the victim is strong enough, he/she will most likely not survive the event.
He can also temporarily increase his scarf length to in order to whip-snag and curse other Journeyers. However he uses this as a last resort surprise-attack, for if he misses, he will have to wait until his scarf retracts back to normal length in order to use the attack again, and by then the element of surprise is lost. He can also use this power to ‘climb’ when flying is not enough. No part of Domino glows, not even if he were to come into contact with a companion or regenerative creatures and cloth.

Raptor Talon

Sun, 02 Jun 2013 15:56:46 PDT

13/06/13 -- Kotori officially became a rogue.. an outcast.. and exile.. along with Bloodspatter, of Tao tribe. The two now roam the forest with the potential to reap havoc on whomever they may desire. Watch out, folks~

Name: Kotori Paytah
Age: Twenty
Job: Hunter _{and thief}
Gender: Female
Pokemon: Garchomp
Season of Birth: Winter
Height: 5’8”
Ability: Rough Skin - Inflicts damage to the foe on contact.

Status: Single – come on, who’s really going to risk that? |D
Orientation: Eh, who knows?

Personality:
If you wanted to describe Kotori in one word, it would have to be.... insane.
She is absolutely, positively insane.
She loves to kill for fun and using the blood of her prey to paint over various surfaces.
She never stops smiling. Mainly because she CAN'T stop smiling. Literally. He cheeks have been slashed into a permanent smile.
She's generally quite anti-social, unless she's trying to taunt, creep out, or irritate someone. If she does happen to be caught talking with someone, it's usually because she's threatening them or trying to encourage them to do something unsavoury.

She also suffers from Kleptomania, in which she often takes things that aren't hers without really acknowledging it or feeling guilty for it.

History/Bio:
Born and raised in the Tao tribe, one would not have first thought Kotori to grow up to be as savage and sadistic as she is. She was quite a meek and mild young Gible, and preferred to look after the smaller creatures of the forest. She hated the idea that they had to be murdered simply to feed the tribe, and would often perform her own little rituals to thank the gods for the food the creatures had provided. Everyone just seemed to assume that because of this, she would grow up to be something like a medic or farmer.
When she evolved into Gabite, this changed completely. She became much more focused on fighting and getting into conflicts in order to get stronger. It was almost as though she had been given a new lease of life – she felt like she could take on the world and win. She became friends with a Seviper by the name of Aztec when they were teenagers. They were both in a similar mindset. They wanted to fight and get stronger and didn’t care what they had to do to be able to do that. They would often sneak out together to train and fight off random woodland creatures, anything they happened to come across. Eventually, Kotori was able to evolve into a Garchomp. Now, this was when she became ruthless and bloodthirsty. If it bled when it was hurt, she wanted to hurt it. She wanted to watch things suffer.
For a long while, she tried to gain an apprenticeship as a warrior for the tribe, but no one thought she showed promise as a warrior. She was only in it for the kill, and that wasn’t the point. Instead, someone suggested she look into becoming a Hunter instead, as their primary focus is to kill, to provide for the tribe. She was accepted as an apprentice by one of the tribe’s hunters, and showed great promise in it. She still found time to spend with Aztec, still training and causing havoc together, but those times became less frequent and never lasted as long as when they were younger.
When they both reached namesake day, they began to drift apart somewhat, as Kotori, now known as Raptor Talon, and Aztec, now known as Bloodspatter, both went off to do their separate duties of Hunter and Warrior.
Kotori has proven herself to be a worthy hunter, and enjoys the job she has… Though she still wishes she could have been a warrior. Instead, she hunts, she kills, she provides to the tribe, and she steals.
She gained her Chelsea grin scars after an incident in which another tribe member caught her stealing something. She hadn’t realised she was doing so, only having picked up the object out of curiosity, and not putting it back before she left.
As punishment for the crime, they slashed her face from the corners of her mouth to just before her ears.
She managed to get to a Tao medic in time to have it patched up before the blood loss really did any damage to her, but she was left with hefty scarring and a grin that could make a child cry.

Weapon:
She tends to fight with her own claws, the talons attached to her boots, the blades that she conceals along her forearms and her hefty tail.

Moves:
Dragonbreath - The user exhales a mighty gust that inflicts damage. It may also leave the target with paralysis, 30% chance.
Dragon Rush - Dragon Rush inflicts damage and has a 20% chance of causing the target to flinch.
Flamethrower - The target is scorched with an intense blast of fire. It may also leave the target with a burn, 10% chance.
Hone Claws - The user sharpens its claws to boost its Attack stat and accuracy.

Other:
-If she is fighting a large opponent, whether it be another person or just large game, she likes to use the huge talons strapped to her ankles to hook onto the prey, and use her blades to slash at it until it dies.
-She tends to make gaspy growling noises and bares her teeth a lot.
-Because of her Chelsea grin, she tends to drool a lot.. not that it bothers her.
-The "claws" that are present on her legs and upper arms are natural -- they come out of her skin.
-The claws on her boots are not natural, they have been attached.
-The red markings on her body ARE natural, whereas the blue tribal markings have been painted on.
-She has tribal tattoos covering her body, though most are covered by her clothing.
-She can normally be seen wearing a large hood and cloak, the shadow of which covers her face so that only her glowing yellow iris' can be seen.

Houndoom ref

Sun, 02 Jun 2013 09:45:28 PDT

Name: Houndoom(hound)
Gender: Male

Personality:
*Anti-social*
He'd rather be alone than by anybody or anything else.
*Gruff/rude*
Houndoom is short and often as not rude to others in an attempt to make them go away and leave him alone.
*Serious*
He doesn't take jokes well, and just stares at you if you try, and amuse him. Nothing in life is fun for this guy.

(he supposedly has a gentle side)

~Likes~
Fire
Silence/quiet
Dark places/no lights

*Dislikes*
Water
Loud people/places
Bright lights

Relationships:
Hedgehog- "What can I say? The little dope is my brother. Peh, he feel head over heels for some feisty she-cat. Ahh well, his life."

Child's Play- "I guess the brat's like a daughter or little sister to me. Peh, I'm going soft."

Status: single

Design- ~Lyraxis Original: [link]

Species- =GoreMutt

LokiStargazer - Human Form

Sun, 02 Jun 2013 04:32:42 PDT

Finally. The revised version of my OC LokiStargazer. <3

LokiStargazer is what I call my "True Self." In real life, I am extremely quiet and anti-social. I also appear to be very depressed, but I'm not at all. That is me on the outside- That is Kylie. But that isn't who I truly am. Online and with my few close friends... My personality changes almost completely. I become friendly, some-what outspoken, still a bit socially awkward, random, positive, goofy, and obviously insane. I become LokiStargazer. This personality is the real me. I am not Kylie. No... I am LokiStargazer! XDDDD

Cat Form: [link]

LokiStargazer (Human Form) (c) LokiStargazer

-Kurak- OC Reference Sheet

Sat, 01 Jun 2013 21:16:29 PDT

Decided to make a new OC, cause yolo.

Name: Kurak (Cure-ack)
Gender: Male
Age: 2yrs (16 in human years)

Kurak is a very violent, and not so kind wolf. He's not afraid to kill and is anti-social, so has no friends.

Likes : Nothing :3
Dislikes : Everything ^-^

A MUSCLE MAN DELINQUENT

Sat, 01 Jun 2013 17:55:30 PDT

•Name: Hidetaka Ikeda

•Age: 17

•Gender: Male

•Birth Date: April 13th

•Birthplace: Shibuya, Japan

•Residence: Academy Dorms(Free living space? Sure thing)

•Height: 6'1

•Key Family/Relatives: N/A

•Key Friends: Garnet Orida

•Skills: Fast on his feet and can adapt to situations

•Phobias/ Fears: Dying

•Personality: Anti-social, has no care for the world and easily bored. He is basically your typical yankee/delinquent. He doesn't look for fights but will get into one the first chance he has. There isn't much else to say about him. Oh, he does love the spring though... Yup, very manly.
-Anti-social
-Easily bored
-Doesn't care about anything
-Monotone
-Harsh
-Blunt
+Does care.... Somewhat.... Deep.... Deep... DEEP DOWN
+Actually is a pretty good teacher

•Bad Habits/ Vices: Pushes people away

•Good habits/ Quirks: Is a good teacher and can show people how to do things

•Favorites:
Food- Udon or Ramen
Season- Spring
Pokemon Type- Dark, Fire and Fighting-Type

•Other Important Details: He has four scars. Three on his chest from knife attacks and one on his face from trying to tame Absol.

•History:
Chapter 1- Rough and Tumble
Hidetaka's life was nothing short of rough and he has multiple scars and bruises to show it. Unlike others, he had no Professor to go to when it came to having his first Pokemon. He had to personally brawl with Absol, his first Pokemon. Considering it was an Absol, he had a pretty hard time trying to defeat it because of all the mishaps that happened when trying to catch it. After weeks of dodging car accidents, barely escaping gangs and other terrible days he finally got the Absol and offically caught it in a Pokeball that he stole.

Chapter 2- Alliances
Now with a couple other of Pokemon at his belt thanks to Absol, 15-year old Hidetaka lived a much better life at the streets. Reuniclus used his psychic powers to steal food, Conkeldurr to keep people from bothering him and Cofagrigus... Well, he just tagged along.
One day, while trying to steal some food, he found a 14-year-old Garnet searching around in the dumpsters. Now, Hidetaka isn't a very social person but he couldn't help but feel bad for the young girl. So he gave her food.... However, after that Garnet has been following him ever since. He got annoyed with her and decided to build some bone into her by teaching her how to live for herself. Although, the more he taught this girl, the less he wanted her to leave. Soon, they were close partners, until Garnet was found by the orphanage.

•Reason for joining Academy: He technically didn't join the academy. More like he is tresspassing. Hey, the security is pretty terrible. I mean, they allow anyone to join ._.