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Warrior Cats - Plague of Misery

Have a nice trip @Ginger Kollie!

Now that I'm caught up on all my roleplays I feel refreshed and at ease. I get so frustrated and anxious when I fall behind...but sometimes it just can't be helped, what with goes in real life and what not.

So...with this deadly plague, will great adventure come? I think Sandfire's paws are itching for some great adventure.

Welcome to Santa Somabra [Fantasy Noir]

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EDIT: Well, maybe not exactly in the next few minutes, but some time today. There's quite a lot for them to respond to. And someone keeps looking over my shoulder, and I hate when people do that. I can't write if I know you're sitting there just blankly staring at what I'm doing. So annoying.

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Ishwarya Singh

blood status:

Pureblood

age:

11

gender:

Female

personality:

Shy and quiet, Ishwarya has always found it difficult to make friends. Raised in a cultural household where obedience to education and intelligence came first, she has been molded into a young girl who very stringently follows the rules and dutifully sticks to her studying. Her shyness has only been a hindrance in making friends where the people concerned are too impatient and unwillingly to listen to her quiet voice. However, what friendships she does forge are usually strong.

Ishwarya is also extremely gentle, and has a seemingly infinite amount of patience, surprising for her age. She is especially good with animals, and can be especially good with the feelings of other people, if given the chance. Her gentle and supportive manner can be the cure to an unhappy day for many, and sooth away worries.

She is also prone to nerves and anxiety, most apparent prior to a test or big presentation. Her nervousness extends beyond the academic realm as well; she can become easily nervous in first time introductions, and while she is a normally diligent speaker (when not standing at the head of a classroom delivering a presentation), she can trip over and butcher words in simple one on one introductions. Because Ishwarya was taught to defer to the "higher power" as a child, she is not known for disobeying teachers and similar educational enforcers. Similarly, she will allow bullies and relatively abrasive friends to walk all over her.

While her father approves of her obedient nature, her mother fears that, without supportive friends, she will never overcome her shyness.

Ishwarya also has an insatiably curiosity, and perhaps her curiosity is truly where she pushes boundaries. Of course, she pushes them in a very docile and obedient way, but nevertheless, it is the greatest amount of defiance she is capable of mustering up, for now. Ishwarya doesn't necessarily care about being extremely knowledgeable or well-rounded; in fact, she quite like her average little position in the world. Rather, she desires to know about the things she wants to know about, and not all of the things she apparently needs to know about. It has been frustrating for her parents to watch her toss aside classic literature in favor of contemporary fantasy, or forget about biology to (illegally) play Quidditch in her parent's yard with her father's broom.

Ishwarya, while shy, is friendly. That is to say, once she's overcome the awkwardice of introductions, and the rocky beginnings of a newly blooming friendship, she can become very sociable. Now, that isn't to say she become some social butterfly. She just becomes very easy with the people she becomes familiar with, and facilitates conversations more often. She is more interested in them and what they have to say, especially if she views them as a "good" person or friend.

appearance:

Ishwarya is a tall and skinny girl with long and almost elegant features. Being eleven, and only just entering puberty, she's still got the telltale signs of prepubescence in awkward proportions and the generically weird features that children tend to have when they begin to go from child to teenager. However, as with all people, she's still got basic features that will stay the same through most of her life. Ishwarya has a flat, angled, face, with low cheekbones and pronounced edges. Her dark almost black eyes are large and round, complimented by neat arching eyebrows, and are usually the first thing people see (typically because they look so worried or frightened upon introduction). She's got a small button nose, and her lips are medium in size. As mentioned before, Ishwarya is gangly, and her body often reflects the type of one who was meant to be a runner, being small and streamlined. However, Ishwarya's overall appearance may make some think of her as fragile or breakable.

wand material:

Cedar || Unicorn Hair || 10" || The willingness of Ishwarya's wand to change owners lies somewhere in the middle of things. Partially sentient as it is, the wand sees in Ishwarya the potential to be of a different character, if she pushed herself hard enough. Already, she possesses the loyalty Cedar wands are so fond of. But she does not yet have the fire that accompanies the owner of a Cedar, the want to protect their friends with the aggressiveness of a dragon or agitated hippogriff. It could be said that her wand is skeptical. As to weather or not it stays with her is yet to be seen.

boggart:

Seeing her crup taken away. It is perhaps, not the scariest of fears to others, but it terrifies her enough for her boggart to manifest in such a way.

other:

She owns a three year old crup, Spot, who, like all crups, is generically extremely loyal towards his owner. Spot still has his a pronounced stub where his second tail used to be, due to a bad cropping; the Singh's have passed the tail stump's presence off as a birth defect, making him relatively easy to keep.

El Grande (Fantasy Frontier RP)

Hey @McHaggis! Although I break that rule myself, for now, a limit of 2 character per RP'er.

Warrior Cats - Plague of Misery

Snowpaw

"If the opportunity arises, and cats are needed to travel to RiverClan, I'll insist that you be apart of that. You could see them for yourself if it made you feel better. Okay?"

An intense feeling of warmth and affection for her mentor spread through Snowpaw's fur, and she purred loudly.

"Thank you, Tabbyfur," she meowed gratefully, bowing her head ever so slightly. Her mentor's sympathies had eased the tension in Snowpaw's chest, and for the first time since the morning, she felt the tensity in her muscles loosen. Little, imaginative scenarios flashed behind her eyes, and she wondered exactly when this momentous occasion would arise. With Tabbyfur's promise, Snowpaw paws, which had itched to bound into the Riverclan camp and check on her father and siblings, now felt relaxed and at ease. Tabbyfur's suggestions had pricked another curiosity in Snowpaw's mind, one she felt more confident voicing to her mentor.

"Tabbyfur, do you know why I've never been to a Clan meeting? I'm ten moons old...certainly old enough to have gone already, I think...Do you think you could maybe, err, mention it to Hawkstar?"

Sandfire and Bravefeather

The apprentices had bound far ahead of their languid mentors, who walked behind slowly, savoring the tastes and scents of the forest around them.

Bravefeather wondered apprehensively if it would be safe to bring up Mallownose in the quiet seclusion of the forest. Surely, no other cats besides the apprentices walked around them, and if anyone else did, Bravefeather was sure he would have heard them.

"Sandfire," he meowed, averting his eyes so as not to rile her up too quickly, "What is it with you and Mallownose?"

Just as he had predicted, Sandfire's fur spiked into thin, angry bristles, and she bared her teeth ever so slightly. Her fur seemed to burn anger, and Bravefeather edged away from her, now desperate to catch up with the apprentices. But his sister's tongue was fast, and before he had taken a few steps ahead of her, she was spitting all sorts of angry profanities at him. Bravefeather had learned there were certain times when toms should not breech into the lives of she-cats, but he thought, Sandfire, who was his sister, would have been more open to discussing whatever bothered her.

Then, all at once, she beautiful she-cat seemed to dull in vigor and her eyes fell to the brown dirt between her paws. For a few moments, they walked in tense, but quiet silence, and then,

"I think I like him, Bravefeather." What Bravefeather had hoped he had simply been imagining had been truth, then. Sandfire had feelings for Mallownose, whatever those feelings were.

"You can't," he whispered quietly.

"I know," she snapped, scowling. Her tail lashed furiously.

Their conversation dulled, with Bravefeather being at a loss for words. They had come upon their flitting apprentices at the Great Sycamore, whose fur seemed to be bristling with eagerness to get hunting.

Bravefeather purred at the sight of both of them, young strong cats who would grow into fine, powerful warriors. Or so he hoped.

"Sorry for taking so long, Shadowpaw, Stonepaw," Bravefeather meowed, speaking for his sister, who was still brimming with anger.

"Shadowpaw, why don't you see if you can find anything among the roots of the Sycamore." Bravefeather would never admit it to the apprentice, but he feared sending him anywhere near Snakerocks, where dogs, snakes, and the occasional fox lured. Nor was he exactly pleased with the idea of sending Stonepaw closer to the Snakerocks, but he trusted that Stonepaw seemed less likely to test the limits of a resting adder.

Sandfire seemed to think the same thing, and, trying to sound less angry, she whipped her tail in the direction of the Snakerocks.

"Why don't you see if you can find any prey by the Snakerocks, Stonepaw. I'll accompany you. Just be on the look out for adders and dogs," she meowed in warning.

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

The nihilist-wannabe character who's too cool/dark to care about anything also applies.

@BelatedGamer

These type of people also tend to be incessant godmoders and powerplayers. They often want to triumph above all others on the roster, and I've seen quite a few powerplay their characters to the top before the GM interfered. And, worst of all, I feel for the GM who has to deal with it. Having been in that situation before (both in RPs where I watched it play out, and RPs where I was the GM), its hard to get through to these people that their character isn't fitting the bill. They'll fight you on it, but instead of logically dropping out of the RP, they want to justify to you that their character belongs, even when it really doesn't. They also try so hard to say "I'm not a godmoder/powerplayer" when all prior evidence contradicts it...

El Grande (Fantasy Frontier RP)

I don't mind people requesting races, but as its a world that I've crafted, and am still crafting, I'd rather the history and habits be left in my creation.

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Snowpaw

Picture:


Details
Name:
Snowpaw
Gender:
She-cat
Age:
10 moons
Rank Wanted:
Apprentice
Rank Received:
N/A

Appearance
Description:
Snowpaw is a seal point and white cat; that is to say, her back and, a portion of the top of her head, and her four long legs are brownish in coloration. Any other part of her body is white, including her chin, underbelly, and her four paws. Her eyes are blue. Since she's only an apprentice, Snowpaw body is still only small and lithe. However, her frame sets her up to be a she-cat who will one day be graceful, well-balanced, and muscular. Snowpaw's body is made both for hunting in the forests and swimming in the lake (swimming actually being something she enjoys), a result of her half-Riverclan, half-Thunderclan heritage. She loves high places, and is adept at climbing.
Pelt Colour:
Seal point and white.
Body Type:
Small, lithe, but with the potential to grow into a muscular, graceful she-cat.
Eye Colour:
Blue

Personality
Description:
Affectionate, docile, and intelligent Snowpaw is often friendly to most cats, including those outside her clan. Being quite the social she-cat, she enjoys spending time with cats from every walk of life and every in-clan rank. She's not adverse to outsiders joining Thunderclan, but keeps this quiet, as she's already aware her half-clan status would make her look like a lover of anything but the Clan who took her in. While she may express annoyance in the flick of her tail, or the snap of her jaws, it has been known to take a lot to really get Snowpaw yowling at another cat in anger. Now, this doesn't mean she doesn't have a temper. She just prefers to settle arguments as quietly as possible, in part because she is so gentle and naturally shies away from blaring arguments, and in part because she believes that drawing attention to an argument really does it no good. However, as Snowpaw is capable of producing a rather large meow, when she does reach the point where she's yowling at another cat in anger, it can attract the attention of other cats for tail-lengths around. Snowpaw can be quite inquisitive, and as result, this curiosity often leads her to leaving and exploring on her own, a sometimes not so great idea, especially when the forest is filled with foxes, and the occasional lurking trespasser. She can be stubborn, however, if her likes are challenged, such as her obvious affinity for interacting with cats both in, but also out, of clan.
Likes:
Socializing, adventure, swimming, fishing
Dislikes:
Hunting dogs, foxes, and half-clan haters
Wants:
To prove her loyalty, but also to be able to interact with her half-siblings in Riverclan
Fears:
Foxes, rejection from Thunderclan, and being forced to become a loner, i.e., clanless
Strengths:
Swimming, climbing, gentle nature
Weaknesses:
Stubbornness, curiosity, half-clan heritage

History
Description:
Originally the only kit born to a Thunderclan mother, Snowkit's mixed clan status was not a secret. Many cats had been aware of her mother's ongoing affair with a strong, handsome, stone gray tom from Riverclan. When Riverclan caught wind of the news of her birth, they needlessly argued for the kit, but Thunderclan, where she had been born, ultimately won out. Since then, life in Thunderclan has been both a pleasure and hardship for Snowpaw. Many cats treat her with respect, and turn a blind eye to her half-clan status, but others blatantly ignore her, and seem to value her as less than her clanmates. The birth of her half-siblings in Riverclan has only served as a catalyst for cats to once again focus heavily on her half-clan heritage.
Crush:
N/A
Mate:
N/A
Kits:
N/A
Kins:
Stonetail (father;Riverclan), Smallkit (half-brother; Riverclan), Pebblekit (half-sister; Riverclan), Sunshower (mother; Thunderclan)

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Sandfire

Details
Name:
Sandfire
Gender:
Female
Age:
18 Moons
Rank Wanted:
Warrior
Rank Received:

Appearance
Description:
A beautiful, smooth coated, ginger brown she-cat. Sandfire has a splash of white running from her chin to just over a small portion of her neck. Her body is wiry and lithe; she is clearly made for running, and swift, retreating attacks. Sandfire's slim frame often makes hunting under the cover of the bushes plausible and easy for the young she-cat. Her inquisitive eyes are a full, rich, green in color. She is a long legged she-cat, and aside from running, her other greatest strength lies in her ability to make long leaps. Another cat would easily notice the similarities in leg length between her and her brother Bravefeather.
Pelt Colour:
Ginger brown, with white patch from chin to neck.
Body Type:
Wiry, lithe, and tall. Her legs give her the appearance of a large frame, but, as previously mentioned, she's just tall.
Eye Colour:
Green

Personality
Description:
Sandfire has an adventurous but caring personality. While she wishes to be able to run freely and carelessly through the Thunderclan's forest, she's extremely dedicated to her Clan, and performs her duties to the best of her ability. Unfortunately, she can be blinded to the hardships that worse adventures (like long journeys) can be composed of, and would be that she-cat who would throw herself at the opportunity to explore beyond the borders of Thunderclan. She has a fiery, snappish temperament, and has a hard time with other cats who challenge her beliefs. However, she is also an extremely loyal and dedicated friend, and will defend those she cares about with words as well as with tooth and claw. Sandfire respects the laws of the Clans, and while she doesn't show it outwardly, she harbors some doubt for half-Clan cats such as Snowpaw. Her blossoming crush on Thunderclan medicine cat Mallownose has, recently, caused a great amount of internal conflict for Sandfire, who isn't sure if Starclan will punish her for her feelings. Perhaps, however, this change is for the both the best and worse, as it is allowing Sandfire to see the error in her ways of misjudging half-Clan cats, and those cats who have innocently gone out the warrior code for the sake of friendship or love.
Likes:
Adventure, running, hunting, friends, Mallownose
Dislikes:
Trespassers (rouges and outside Clan cats; she's more lenient with innocent kittypets), pessimistic cats, cats who don't believe in Starclan
Wants:
To see beyond the Clan territories some day and become a well known Hunter in Clan history.
Fears:
Her own growing affection for Mallownose, and the idea that another cat may discover it, twolegs, immense fear of horses.
Strengths:
Hunting, running, leaping, sense of loyalty
Weaknesses:
Desire for blindly adventuring, temper

History
Description:
There's not much to say about Sandfire. Having been born within Thunderclan, she has grown up in a very average Thunderclan cat life. The forests of her Clan and the scent of her Clanmates is all she has ever known, and perhaps can explain so clearly her desire for something more than just Thunderclan.
The only significant happening in Sandfire's life was that, as apprentices, she and her brother Bravefeather (then Bravepaw) ventured out to the barn and were confronted with horses. While the gentle giants never harmed either cat, the apprentices had been so shocked by the appearance of the creatures in the field, and the speed at which they were going, that developed a horrific fear of them.
Crush:
Mallownose
Mate:
N/A
Kits:
N/A
Kins: Bravefeather (brother), Sparktooth (mother), Sandblaze (father)

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Bravefeather

Details
Name:
Bravefeather
Gender:
Male
Age:
18 Moons
Rank Wanted:
Warrior
Rank Received:

Appearance
Description:
Bravefeather is a handsome young tom; he is a heavy, large framed cat, with long, muscular legs, and a lengthy, well groomed brown tabby coat. He, like his sister, has a splash of white on his chin, going down to his neck, and spilling out just a little onto his muzzle. Unlike his sister, Bravefeather, with his robust body, would be at the very forefront of battle. Slower and more bulkier than Sandfire, Bravefeather depends on patience and stillness when hunting, and is not as adept as his sister. The one commonality between Sandfire and Braveheart (beside their rich green eyes, which are almost identical) are their long, muscular legs. Like Sandfire, Braveheart is capable of taking long leaps, though he is not nearly as graceful as his sister.
Pelt Colour:
Brown tabby, with a splash of white on his muzzle, chin, and under his neck.
Body Type:
Large, robust, and long-legged.
Eye Colour:
Green

Personality
Description:
Bravefeather is more homely than his sister, and doesn't quite pine for the out-of-clan adventure that his sister desires. Contrary to the implication of his size and prowess, Bravefeather is actually a mellow and docile tom, and a great friend to many Clan cats. Unlike his sister, he is known for being a cat easy to discuss problems and all else with, and makes for a fine friend when there's nothing to talk about. Bravefeather also does well with apprentices, and particularly kits, and spends a great deal of time humoring little ones. Bravefeather is a big supporter of Hawkstar, the Clan's leader, and draws inspiration from the big tom.
Likes:
Kin, his Clan and its leader, mock-fighting
Dislikes:
Cats who are unnecessarily rough with Clanmates.
Wants:
To someday settle down into a rhythm of Clan life that involves kits and kind descended from him. Though he's not sure he's quite ready for that at the point of life that he's at.
Fears:
Seeing his kin or friend killed in battle, and immense fear of horses.
Strengths:
Robust body, muscular legs, and docile demeanor.
Weaknesses:
It may not seems so at first, but Bravefeather does in fact believe that Thunderclan is superior to all other clans, causing him to greatly underestimate the others. His slow speed.

History
Description:
As with Sandfire, nothing special. A born and raised Clan cat, the only adventure outside of Thunderclan that Bravefeather's experienced is the whole deal with the horse (See Sandfire's History.)
Crush:
N/A
Mate:
N/A
Kits:
N/A
Kins:
Sandfire (sister), Sparktooth (mother), Sandblaze (father)

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Spencer Maximilian/

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C L A S S I F I E D

H O S T

Appearance

Subject Number:
1501H

Name:
Spencer Maximilian

Sex:
F

Nickname:
"Hermes"

Date of Birth:
2/20/1996 (19)

Height:
5'4"

Weight:
116 lbs

Zygosity: 
Dizygotic(Fraternal)
Female(Host)-Male(Failed)

Personality:
Intelligent, friendly, and cautious. Subject displays a well developed intellect, but is sometimes overly cautious and more reluctant to engage in risk taking. Subject is pragmatic but quick thinking; problem solving situations were met with thorough plans and alternate solutions, all done in record time. Complicated problems required a significant increase in time; pressuring social situations marred subject's problem solving capabilities and caused anxiety. Subject seems merciful and optimistic. Is quite capable of feigning emotions to get her way. 

Subject displays a high degree of creative intelligence, with prodigious talent in art, reading/writing, and science. It is very worth noting that, having grown up in a rich, privileged, white and politically involved family, subject has been tutored in most talents. Subject is capable of playing a few instruments, and is an "amateur" mathematical genius (there's an oxymoron for you), as well as having been copiously involved in both school run and church run plays. Grades in school suggest an extremely intelligent young woman, but we remain suspicious of money's involvement in her grades. 

Subject herself claims limited, or average, capabilities in these skills, and focuses most of her time on art, reading/writing, and strangely science. Is a big admirer of Darwin, and extremely inquisitive of our experiments. Has also requested we loan her psychology textbooks, which we heartily denied her. Still, thus far, the internet has worked in her favor. She counter experiments on us.

Having grown up in a religious family, subject has a good knowledge of the Bible. However, for personal reasons, she seems to heartily deny religion. Having been both privileged and politically involved for most of her life, subject can appear, though friendly, callous to the problems of her fellow experimentees. She self-identifies as a Democrat having grown up in the family of Democrats, though she has recently taken to calling herself an independent, seeing the merits of both Republicans and Democrats. While she loathes some of her father's political views and choices, she still supports him in his endeavors.

Family:
Micheal Maximilian - A popular Democratic politician from New York, Mike serves as a Senator the U.S government. Having originally grown up in a low middle class family, Micheal strove to provide his children with opportunities he had lacked as a child. This meant that all of his children were spoiled with opportunity that children lower than upper class would have, typically, not been presented with. Mike is also highly religious; it would seem to be contradictory to his party, but people seem to forget you can be religious and believe in gay rights and abortion at the same time.

Jennifer Maximilian - Jennifer is a self proclaimed Republican grown Democrat, and a well re-known lawyer. Having lived a relatively poor (economic status) Republican life, college changed Jenn, for maybe what some what call the better. It pushed her to finally join a party whose belief fell more in line with those values which she had held growing up. In fact, being a relatively liberal republican family, her parents only reason for remaining Republican fell in line with their religious beliefs. While Jennifer is religious, she, like her husband, approves of gay rights and abortion, as well as greater representation for women. She has imparted many of these belief on her eldest daughter, Spencer.

Leslie Maxmimilian - Spencer's tall, precocious, younger sister. Like Spencer, she is mature and well thought, but privileged and restricted in other ways. She, like her parents, is more focused on politics. She has prodigious talent in math, and is already well versed in the language of law, having poured over her parents many books over and over again.

P A R A S I T I C C O N S C I E N C E

Name: "Damian"

Sex:
M

Relationship with Host: Damian and Spencer seem to get along at an average rate. Their relationship is comparable to that of a rocky friendship, and Spencer sometimes has trouble envisioning Damian as a glowing orb in her vision, instead sometimes only seeing a low sliver of green light where his orb would be. Like Spencer, Damian is pragmatic, meaning that he also tends to think things over, and they work together well enough. Disagreements, while they don't often elevate to a terrible level (both Spencer and Damian are too afraid of the pain) are often the end of them working together and can make experiments and the like (in which the two are required to work together) infinitely more difficult as the two stubborn consciousnesses come to a standstill. Damian also occasionally messes with Spencer's real life, claiming to be "protective" of her.

It's worth noting that the two of them had a great relationship in Spencer's childhood, but things changed when Spencer recognized that the being, who was at the time called "Angel" was abnormal, and their relationship quickly decreased in quality.   

Personality: Damian is, like Spencer, pragmatic. He's not quite as intelligent, and actually maintained the image of being bored in school. In fact, when Spencer was asked to grade Damian, she rated him with average intelligence. Damian seems to have a cheery personality, but his opinions sometimes differ from Spencer and that can cause rifts between the two. Spencer has claimed that Damian sometimes seems naive and blindly traditional, claiming that he is not very well versed in the world around him. Damian, on the other hand, believes that Spencer thinks she's too grown up, though she is very much on the brink of being, neigh is, an adult. Damian can be overly protective, to the point of being annoying to Spencer. He has quite expressed an enjoyment of video games, and prefers relaxing and listening to music as opposed to investing himself in creative talents themselves. He's quite the accomplished mathematician, and it is suspected that Spencer's outstanding grades in Math may have been on his behalf.

Notes: Was previously named "Angel" by host, who, at the time, was influenced by parents' religious belief and the attendance of Catholic school to call the parasitic conscience a "guardian angel". Should also be noted that host claims to no longer believe in religion, and has therefore rechristened Angel, Damian.

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