Post by *~Trent~* on Nov 2, 2010 14:26:20 GMT -8
WHAT IS YOUR NAME?
Silverstar (Silverecho)[/sub]
WHAT GENDER ARE YOU?
Female[/sub]
HOW OLD ARE YOU?
3 Years[/sub]
WHAT CLAN ARE YOU LOYAL TO?
Shadowclan[/sub]
WHAT IS YOUR RANK?
Leader[/sub]
WHAT DO YOU LOOK LIKE?
Slim silver tabby with blue eyes.[/sub]
CAN YOU GO INTO MORE DETAIL PLEASE
A slim white cat with long legs and powerful shoulders, which is an excellent combination for speed. She has dark brown markings, and her fur gives off a glowing silver hue. She has brilliant blue eyes and delicate looking gray paws. She has an angelic face, which goes well with her seductive and manipulative personality. She is rather stunningly beautiful for being a feral cat, and it is strikingly obvious that she puts in a lot of care into her appearance and staying clean. She has a light, charming voice. Makes a lot of facial expressions, usually glaring.[/sub]
WHAT ARE YOU LIKE?
She is extremely manipulative, and it should be assumed that she has an ulterior motive when she talks to you. She is witty and quick minded, usually thinking of a good retort or battle strategy instantly. Silverstar can be extremely exclusive, and lives up to the old shadowclan reputation of them being especially cruel to kittypets. She is a bit more lenient to rogues, as she can respect them, but twolegs dwellers are out of the question. She would never let kittypet blood taint her clan. She can be a sweetheart, and can empathize well, which isn't a very good thing, as it makes it easy for her to get in your head. Just keep your guard up around her, and remember what YOU want, because what you want will easily become what SHE wants.[/sub]
YOUR FAMILY TREE
JUST LIST YOUR CATS RELATIVES AND SHORT DESCRIPTIONS[/sub]
Windrunner - huge silver tom, long legs, green eyes. has black markings
Faolin- A small red she-cat with pretty blue eyes. white chest and black paws.
SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT
ENTER RP SAMPLE HERE (only needed for the first bio)[/sub]
Jasper put a hand over his head, the rain drops were too late. Too late to get his fire, he already put it out. Not that pure fire from the core of the earth would burn out from petty rain anyway... But, not late enough for him to head for cover. His arm still in the air, he let out pure heat from his hand, making the rain that would have fallen on him evaporate and steam. The air itself was damp and gross, but at least Jasper wasn't drenched. He kept up with the heat rays from his hand, waiting for the rain to clear up. With his other hand he ruffled his ginger hair, the front of it sticking up in a cute way. He got that look without gel. He kept on walking away from his horse shoe trench. If that earth kid couldn't cover up that hole, he wanted to be pretty far away... He kept walking into the forest, and went on his way home. He had let out his fire for the day, and could feel almost normal, not that he knew what that felt like. Mud started to fill in the earth, and his sneakers sunk into the mud a bit every step, making suction noises as he dragged them out of the mud for the next stride. He let out a soft groan. Even though he was still pretty dry, the effect of the wet was still all around him, which was just as bad as being wet itself.
He wandered randomly about his life as he walked, and his heritage. Where he came from. Did he even come from anywhere? Was it possible that life could be created from a test tube. Was he even an example of life? Was he alive?
He wandered randomly about his life as he walked, and his heritage. Where he came from. Did he even come from anywhere? Was it possible that life could be created from a test tube. Was he even an example of life? Was he alive?
This is taken from Sandboxfarms, I have an account on there [*~Trent~*]. This is an rp about a character named Jasper who can control fire. He recently was showing off, and made a big ring of fire around himself. Another character -jealous- made it rain to - no pun intended- rain on his parade.
