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Warriors RP, hope you'll join...
Sound familiar, anybody?
This is a reboot of my (and a lot of my Gen's) firt RP, courtesy of moi. I'm gonna make some tweaks, like the plot needs a lot of help. To read up on the origianal thing, go to:
http://www.cricketmagkids.com/chatterbox/inkwell/node/184020
There are two Clans, SunClan and MoonClan. Here are the spots open for both Clans:
SunClan:
Leader:
Deputy:
Medicine cat:
Medicine cat apprentice/second Med. cat:
7-10 Warriors, Queens and Deputy count, ask for more Warrior spots.
Apprentices vary according to how many warriors there are.
ONE APPRENTICE TAKEN
There can be any amount of Queens, but keep in mind that they count for Warrior spots, as well. I suggest 1-3. A Queen cannot have an apprentice until she is out of the nursery, and if they have an apprentice at the time they move into the nursery the apprentice goes to a different mentor.
MoonClan:
Leader:
Deputy:
Medicine cat:
Medicine cat apprentice/second Med. cat:
7-10 Warriors, Queens and Deputy count, ask for more Warrior spots.
Apprentices vary according to how many warriors there are.
There can be any amount of Queens, but keep in mind that they count for Warrior spots, as well. I suggest 1-3. A Queen cannot have an apprentice until she is out of the nursery, and if they have an apprentice at the time they move into the nursery the apprentice goes to a different mentor.
ONE QUEEN TAKEN
I encourage you to have two charries, and also may at least one be male? Kits are a package deal with their mother, and they must be younger than six moons, 'cause that's when they become an apprentice.
Here's the charrie sheet:
Name:
Age (in moons):
Gender:
Rank:
Personality:
Appearance:
Relationships:
Other:
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Here are my charrie's sheets:
Name: Beetlepaw
Age (in moons): 7
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior apprentice
Personality: He is energetic, excitable, and bouncy, but around his crush, (female med cat apprentice, please?) he becomes more quiet and a bit shy.
Appearance: Short ginger fur, a light gash on his nose,white belly fur, and a white muzzle.
Relationships: Anybody can make parents, a sister, and his crush. (and his mentor!)
Other: N/A
I've got to go, I'll make my queen and her kits later.
submitted by Coconut the dog, age I forgot, In the bed
(October 27, 2016 - 6:59 pm)
(October 27, 2016 - 6:59 pm)
Awsome!
~Owlwings(P.S. She's a girl;)
I fly beneath the bergundy fox, raking my claws through his unguarded stomach. Silvercloud leaps above as well, catching his ear with unsheathed paws.
The fox howls, awkwardly stumbling over an empty rabbit hole. Littlestar bounds after him, gracefully catching at his scruff before twisting his head beneath the fox's throat. The gray and white tom's lip curls back, revealing perfectly placed canines. The fox screams with agony as Littlestar bites down in his neck.
Out of the corner of my eye I catch a glimpse of moonbeam and a sunclan cat fighting off the other fox, their moves perfectfly timed to the beat.
Its like they were born for eachother.
Silvercloud tussled my flank with her tail, her large icy blue eyes scathing my flank for wounds.
"You OK?"
I nod. Then turn to stare at moonbeam and the orange tom.
But how can two cats from different tribes even look at each other that way?
~Skytracker
"You saved my life." I breath.
The white she-cat stares at me, her soft creamy head tilted to one side.
She's beautiful.
"Skytracker!"
Honeylark limps to my side, her chocolate ears clapping to the back of her head.
"Are you ok?" She whimpers. I press my muzzle into her custard coat, from the corner of my eye catching the she-cat cast an envious glance toward me and Honeylark.
Why?
"I'm fine larky," I whisper into her pelt. "Just a few scratches, nothing to blow your head up about."
The white she-cat bows her head and begins to back away.
"Are you sure? You better be sure you stupid brute." Honeylark cups a paw playfully to my head.
"Hm, hm. Well maybe I suffer from a- OH NO!" I twist over on my back and begin twitching at my forelegs.
"Aagh the pain! Oh the agony!" I continue dramatically.
"Oh dear, poor possum's got his face in a jam!" Honeylark coos.
"Oh me?" I kick at her scruff with a foreleg. "My face is so perfect, it would look good on a dog."
"Pfft, not even your entire pelt could level with all that ugly scatterbrains."
I batt at her silky tail before bouncing up onto my paws. Honeylark smiles before shaking out her luminous coat. Behind her I see the she-cat from before. He pale blue eyes locking with mine.
Your beautiful. I whisper softly.
You think so?
Of course. Anyone capable of saving a cat's life is beautiful to me. I smile.
Come on, you don't mean that.
Why wouldn't I? You just saved my life what more proof can you get?
She ducks her head before joining with her group.
Im gonna talk to her somehow. Someday.
No matter what.
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I'll do clearpool tomorrow. Good nite!
(November 5, 2016 - 10:49 pm)
Is this the main plot prophecy thing or should we each create sub-plots and our own small prophecies? (I edited it a little)
When Mist and Soul become one,
Screams will shriek, cries will sob
But born from the sound and the scent comes sight
The one who can truly see will foretell a sight to behold
And an ancient rule will be broken.
(November 5, 2016 - 9:30 pm)
Cho: Hey, y'all! Sorry, we forgot to mention we had a plot in mind.
Coco: HEY! THIS IS MY RP! But we are able to incorporate ALL of the plot line so far! (YAY, you're supposed to say . . .)
Cho: We DID come up with it together.
Coco: Eh, I'm the GM.
Cho: Pfft, you'd be dead by now if it weren't for meh. ANYHOO,
Coco: Interruption: I WOULD NOT, YU LIAR!
Cho: Like I was saying. We are introducing a new charrie from MoonClan. Without further ado ...
NIGHTSTALKER!
Coco and I have developed Nightstalker together, and we will both infrequently use her to move the plot along.
Coco:
Name: Nightstalker
Age (in moons): 25
Gender: Female
Rank: Warrior of MoonClan
Personality: Very bitter, doesn't talk much to anyone, keeps to herself, and often dissapears in the night. Her Clanmates think that she is mourning her kits.
Appearance: Orange-white-and-black tortoiseshell with white underbelly, rather like this:
Relationships: She has kits in another clan: UNREVEALED AS OF NOW!
Her SunClan mate took another mate in SunClan ... DUNDUNDUUUUN!
Clan: MoonClan
Other: She is being trained by the Dark Forest, and is hunting in SunClan to create rivalry between the Clans.
Cho: So the Dark forest is approaching cats in BOTH clans, hoping to destroy SunClan forever ...
(Yeah, Moonstar is evil. What, you were suprised?)
(November 6, 2016 - 8:17 am)
*coughDARKSTALKERcough*
(November 6, 2016 - 10:29 am)
coughIcoughknowcoughwouldn'tcoughthatcoughcoughbecoughawesomecoughcough?
Sloth says gurb. GOOD! I'm glad you're suffering.
(November 6, 2016 - 2:19 pm)
(Actually, she's more af a Prince Arctic ...)
(November 6, 2016 - 2:30 pm)
Imeantthenameandyesitwouldbeawesome—butwasn'tPrinceArcticthelastIceWingAnimus?
(November 6, 2016 - 6:59 pm)
:D
Yes. But with the whole interclan thing, it's a bit more like Arctic. I never noticed that though, coming up with the charrie with Coco. I did see the name similarities, though.
(November 7, 2016 - 8:35 am)
EEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! WRENWING SHIP!!!!!!!!!!
Also, Coco said that Beetlepaw could be Wrentail's apprentice.
Wrentail~
I nudge Beetlepaw awake. "Beetlepaw, c'mon! We're going hunting." He groans for a moment, but then bounces to his paws, twitching his whiskers excitedly.
"Coming!" He bounds past me out into the hot sun. "Aren't you coming?" He asks, glancing back at me.
I purr at his enthusiasm, following after him. "We're going to go hunting over by the large oak tree." He dips his head, running out of camp.
"Whoa! Save your energy for the rabbits!" I call. He stops, kneading the earth. "Come ON, slowpoke!!" He calls.
I twitch my whiskers and bound away after him. "Show me your hunting crouch." I say. He bunches his back legs underneath him, then tucking his forepaws closely together. But his tail is traililing on the ground, flicking from side to side every now and then.
"What are you supposed to do with your tail?" I remind him. He glances back at it best as he can. "Ohhhh ..." He sighs.
"Right. I have to supress my natrual instinct, which is there for a reason. Right. Thanks, Wrentail." I sigh, but can't help but purr.
"You silly. Just do what I say, and you'll make Poppyleaf and Rabbitflash proud*." He puffs out his chest, and leaves his tail stone still.
"Alright, we're going to be focusing on squirrels today though, okay?" He nods. "C'mon! Let's go!" I whisper, padding away quietly. He slinks after me. Then after awhile, I spot one.
He spotted something else, and pounces on it. I dash after it, running faster and faster. That's one thing I'm good at. Chasing squirrels, and keeping them from reaching trees.
I burst out from the foliage, sinking my claws into it. I sits up, purring, open my jaws to yowl to Beetlepaw, and then notice where I am. The training clearing.
"O-oh!" I exclaim, surprised. "I'm sorry, I just interrupted your training!"
"No, really, it's okay," Thistlewing says, standing up. "They're still at it. Nice catch, by the way!" I purr, dropping my squirrel.
"Thanks! I'll tell you though, I had to work for this one. I felt like a fox sneaking up on it!" Thistlewing laughs, making a warm, happy feeling come up inside me.
"Well, I'll see you later! Good luck with training!" I call, picking up my squirrel again. But I've left my thoughts with Thistlewing again.
*@Leafmist, is this okay?
OHMIGANDALF, SLOTH!! I AM GOING TO WASH YOUR MOUTH OUT WITH SOAP FOR A YEAR!!!
(November 6, 2016 - 8:57 am)
Alright, maybe the phrophocy I sujested could be the main one? But with a few tweeks to fir the recent plot twist...
When Mist and Sole become one,
When the night stalks the stalker,
Screams will shreik, Crys will sob,
But boren from the sound and sent comes sight,
And an anceint rule will be broken.
(So I was thinking that the current medicen cat will die after Solepaw gets her warrior name, and then you know, Mistkit and Solepaw happen, maybe then the dark forest starts impacting other MoonClan warriors, including Mistkit and Solepaw, maybe then they have evil kits, and the evil kits release the dark forest into their forest, by then Nightstalker will be defeated somehow (When she, with other warriors try killing SunClan) and will be released back into the forest with the dark forest. Maybe they take over MoonClan and call it DarkClan for a little while while StarClan comes and takes over SunClan and calls it StarClan or BrightClan or something like that. Then for the last part Batkit and a few others from MoonClan find out how to kill the DarkCan warriors forever (by using sent and sound) after a huge battle with StarClan, and they brake an anceint rule of life?) Does anyone else have sujestions or changes to this or do you like it?
(November 6, 2016 - 12:15 pm)
Well, I didn't really want the current med cat, my charrie Autumnbreeze to die..but other than that sounds cool.
(November 7, 2016 - 5:30 pm)
Soulpaw~
"Soulpaw!" my mentor whispers, "It's time to get up. We've got to go on an herb little gathering expedition and I want to be back before the rest of the clan is up."
Groggily, I open my eyes and see that the sun hasn't even begun rising yet. Opening my jaws in a huge yawn, I drag myself out of my nice, warm bed. Carefully stepping between then nests, so as not to wake anyone, I slip out of the den. Once the cool morning air touches my fur, I feel much more fresh. There is a bounce in my step as I head to the entrance of the camp, where Autmunbreeze is already waiting. I love being a medicine cat! I think for what must be the hundredth time. Then, an image of a certain kit comes into my mind and my mood is dampened slightly. Shaking myself, I slip through the tunnel leading out of the camp and follow Autmunbreeze through the woods to my personal favourite herb gathering spot.
A few hours later...
We get back to the camp just as the first few warriors are stepping out of their dens. Nodding good morning to each of them, Autumnbreeze and I make our way to the little glen in which the clan's medicine den is set up. A short tunnel, covered by hanging vines leads through to it. Gently, we set down our bundles of herbs near the crevasse that we store it in. uLater, I'm going to have to sort it and put it away, but for now, I head out to grab some fresh kill. I wolf down a vole, and grab a squirrel to take to Autumnbreeze. As I'm walking back across the clearing, I see Ravencry and Frostflower, as well as their kits on one side of the clearing. I pause, wanting to walk over a speak with them, but I notice that they're probably too busy being kits to talk to me. I continue on towards the medicine den. When I come inside, Thornkit is already waiting for me. Or maybe Autmunbreeze. I set down the squirrel off to the side of the entrance to give to my mentor later. "Hi Thornkit," I mew, "Is there anything you need?"
"Not in particular. I just wanted to know how long it'll be 'til Batkit can actually do stuff with the rest of us," he replies. Hmm. He clearly cares about his brother. But why doesn't he let the others know? Why hide behind the guise of making fun of the others? I shake my head.
"I'm sorry. We're doing the best we can," I say. At his skeptical look I add, "Honestly! It's just... Sometimes, our best isn't enough." my words hold a double meaning, but I don't let Thornkit know that.
"Then do something better than your best!" he snaps and storms out. I sigh, wishing I could do something more to help. But I just became an apprentice a quarter moon ago. Even though I've been learning extremely quickly, there's still so much I don't know.
I'm snapped out of my thoughts by Mistkit bursting in from the tunnel. "Hey, Mistkit!" I meow in pleasant surprise. "Come to help save me from the boredom of sorting herbs?"
He humours me, replying with, "Of course! I've come to ask you to help me... Um... Collect moss for the elders!"
"Oh, you've saved my life! You've fought away the cobwebs of boredom! My hero..." I purr in a mock lovey-dovey voice. We both fall over, purring loudly with laughter. Through the tunnel, I catch a glimpse of Fawnkit staring at the tunnel, frowning slightly.
After a few more heartbeats of laughter, we both get up and shake off our pelts. I sigh, remembering the good days with my former denmates. They've all become so distant now that we don't share a den anymore...
"What's wrong?" Mistkit mews, apparently noticing my smile drop from my face.
"N-nothing. Just... just remembering the good times back in the queen's den. Sometimes, it gets so lonely being a medicine cat apprentice." I meow softly.
Mistkit gives me a look of sympathy, "It's okay. Soon, we'll be denmates again. We only have a little longer to go before I'm an apprentice, too!" he puffs up his chest proudly.
"Yes, well... I guess I should get back to work before Autumnbreeze gets back and sees that I have nothing done," I say.
I notice his tail tip twitch irritably once, "Of course. I'll tell the others you said Hi, okay?" he meows. I nod, and touch his shoulder with my tail. In return, he flicks my ear with his tail. Our signiature gesture, which we made up as kits, returning the smile to my face.
I watch him turn his back and bound back to his littermates, then turn back to the task at hand.
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Question: How long into the RP do you plan on making Mistkit and the others into apprentices?
(November 6, 2016 - 12:19 pm)
Here is the prophecy to go along with the plot ...
ANY OR ALL MED CAT(S)/LEADERS MAY RECIEVE THIS!!
Night and Shade alike will stalk many,
and darkness will visit all.
All you love now will then haunt and slaughter,
leaving all to die in sorrow.
The question remains: Will the light triumph?
Or will Shadows reign forever?
(November 6, 2016 - 2:35 pm)
~ Fernpaw
i wake up at dawn, flowerpaw and Shadepaw were still asleep so I slip quietly out of the apprentice den and walk out into the moonclan clearing. Sitting down on a mossy log I wait for Littlestar to wake up. I couldn't believe how lucky I was to be apprenticed to the clan leader. I had only become an apprentice yesterday but I could already imagine my warrior ceremony. i jump as a rustling starts up from the leaders den. Out walked Littlestar, yawning sleepily. He/she (sorry I forgot which) smiled at me. I grinned shyly back. "So, shall we get started?"
(November 6, 2016 - 4:43 pm)
Beetlepaw~
Wrentail nudges me awake. "Beetlepaw, c'mon! We're going hunting." I groan for a moment. Why did she have to wake me up? I need to sleep . . . wait, no. I need to become the GREATEST WARRIOR EVER. And then maybe leader? So that I can show Bumblepaw who's better . . . And Darkpaw. so I bounce to my paws, twitching my whiskers.
"Coming!" I bounds past Wrentail. "Aren't you coming?" I glance over my shoulder at her. She's still back there! And she chided me about not waking up. It was implied, anyway.
I catch her purr at this and then bound after me. "We're going to go hunting over by the large oak tree." She tells me once she's caught up. I dip my head and run out of camp.
"Whoa! Save your energy for the rabbits!" I hear her call, so I stop, kneading the earth impatienly. "Come ON, slowpoke!!"
She twitches her whiskers at me and bounds away after me. "Show me your hunting crouch." I bunch my back legs underneath me, then tuck my forepaws closely together.
"What are you supposed to do with your tail?" She says. I try to look back at it. "Ohhhh ..." I sigh. Darkpaw can't know about this! And neither can Bumblepaw, for that matter . . . I'd die of shame if either of them knew.
"Right. I have to supress my natrual instinct, which is there for a reason. Right. Thanks, Wrentail." I say sarcastically.
She sighs, but can't bite back the purr that rises in her throat. "You silly. Just do what I say, and you'll make Poppyleaf and Rabbitflash proud."
I puff out my chest and still my tail. You're the silly, Wrentail. I've already made them proud.
"Alright, we're going to be focusing on squirrels today though, okay?" She says. I nod.
"C'mon! Let's go!" She pads away quietly. I slink after her, being as quiet as I can. After a while, Wrentail apparently spots one. She hares after it at the same time that I see a mouse. I pounce on it, then deal the killing bite. I sit and wait for Wrentail to come back.
After I wait for a while, I see her come trotting back, a squirrel hanging limply in her jaws. She comes up to me and sets it on the ground. "What made you take so long?" I ask her.
"I chased it into Bumblepaw and Featherpaw's battle practice by accident." She replies. Rather vaugly, I note.
"And Thrushwing and Falconheart's?"
"Well, yeah. I mean, they mentor Bumblepaw and Featherpaw, don't they?" Wrentail licks her chest fur in an embarresed sort of way.
Don't remind me that they do. And everybody knows about you and Thrushwing. "Yeah, of course. Can we do battle practice later?" I ask, pushing thoughts of Bumblepaw away.
"I was thinking that we'd do a border patrol. I'll ask Honeylark if I can take Thrushwing and Featherpaw with us." Wrentail says.
"Okay."
"But for now, let's keep hunting.."
"Okay again."
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At the end of hunting practice, I've caught a squirrel and Wrentail caught a blackbird.
"You really improved on your crouch. And good job chasing that squirrel up the tree and catching it." I puff out my chest at this praise. "Let's go back to camp now! Then we can go on patrol. And maybe then battle practice?" I suggest.
"Maybe." Wrentail says with a mrrow of amusement.
(November 6, 2016 - 4:52 pm)