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Current Recently returned from an extended period of. . . not being here, I guess? Looking to start some stories, so gimme a message if you've got ideas you think I might like!
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Can't wait until this gets up lol
I am working on my character right now. SO I should have the IC post up tonight at the earliest.
I said yesterday it is holiday season, so I will have the first ic post up for sunday at the latest. Christmas is in two days guys. I'm getting called into work every day.
OtterTerrow, this is a rough idea of what I think you're looking for? The roads would be those steep, thread and needle roads and I can see a it being a camping place or such. Perhaps the moonstone could be behind a waterfall in a cave or something?



I got really bored...


Haha fresh paint is the best for maps XD

Anastasia Vivian LeBrouche

The young woman sat atop the three story building, one of her legs sprawled out beside her while the other was tucked neatly beneath her. She could see the cafe from here, and the bridge where others seemed to fight over something. She couldn't hear them clearly, with all the echoes, but knowing she was safe up here she expected to watch the scene go down until Marcus returned with a truck and their things from the hotel. She had met the man when she'd been traveling here for school, on one of the days that she had been dismissed early from a lecture. She could remember perfectly the surprise on his face when he had found out that she was only eighteen and already on her third year of University. His eyes had dimmed though when she'd told him why it was that she could not longer walk or dance properly. Her own leg couldn't hold her up.

Leaning forward slightly she became away of a man running out of the cafe, starting the two she had barely been able to see before though one table toppled over to attract the attention of something that had been hidden deeper within the building. They looked like they were only children, afraid and ignorant of how close they were to dying, but she knew they would not die now. Not while she had been watching. The Italian woman bushed her bangs from her eyes, narrowing them as she made out the shape of the monster that shambled towards them now.

It took her barely fifteen seconds, all of which could have been the moment of their doom, to slide onto her stomach with the sniped rifle set up perfectly in front of her. It might attract the attention her way, but all but one way up to the roof had been sealed off by her after Marcus had gone, leaving what he could with her. She was not to allow anyone up, but if the children realized where she was then she may allow them entry to the rooftop to wait for Marcus.

Dark flecked eyes framed with thick lashes peered through the scope, her breath stalling just long enough for the small explosion to take place within the rifle. The bullet sailed through the air, ignoring the wind as it's trajectory followed exactly the path she had known it would. The bullet speared the zombie in the left eye, exploding out the back of his skull to catch the one behind him and kill her too. Perfect. A soft breath in and she peered at the children, wondering what it was that they would do now that they knew there was danger behind them, and in front of them. Would they spot the stranger on the roof? Run towards those on the bridge for help, or die inside of that small, abandoned cafe?

Name: Rosalia Lynn Forbes
Nicknames: Rosie
Age: 16
Sex: Female
Gender Identity: Female
Sexual Orientation: Demi-sexual
Birthdate: January 14th
Occupation Ambition: A poet, or a Composer
Criminal Record: N/A
Education History: Has graduated public school, enrolled in her second year of high school while taking a university course in music.
Pets: A male Tornjak named Dakota
Talents: (Optional)
Hobbies: (Optional)
Personality: At the very least, Rosalia is gentle and accepting of others faults. She is aware of what it feels like to be different and shows a great amount of compassion and empathy towards those around her. She lays everything out for them to see as well, but will never tell them unless asked a direct question. While empathic, Rosalia does lack in the romance department and is fairly dense and oblivious to the affections and romantic approaches of others. She often loses herself in her thoughts or music and tends not to be able to multi-task very well. She is also a forgetful person, though she compensates by marking everything in her journal and calendar.
Biography: Rosalia was born to Mrs Forbes early in the pregnancy. The two are of opposing blood types and their immune systems were beginning to shut down before they induced labour to save (hopefully) both of the females lives. Thus, Rosie was born over a month premature and spent the first half a year of her life inside of the hospital, on the brink of death until she was finally strong enough to go home. Because of these earlier complications, she's always had a very weak immune system, but that never stopped her from doing what she thought was right. When she was six, it had become increasingly obvious to her parents that music was where she was meant to go to after she had spent countless hours with her uncle learning and listening about music. She was enthralled by the young man, and soon became the best friend of her cousin when the child had come home with him after a nasty breakup. Even to this day she still spends more time with these two than with the foster kids when she is able.
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I had something similar to having them only been a clan for a short time and struggling to not only work together but understand what it is to be a clan and interact with other clans. I also thought we could develop the warrior code as we go.


See? Let the Muse flow through you~

What kind of environment should we have them living in? What would have brought them together to begin with?
I wouldn't mind taking up one of them if it comes down to it. Also, my profile is delayed because I can't get to my computer untill Christmas preparations are done. (Which should be tonight)


No worries about that man. If you'd like to play one of them it would be appreciated. Plot ideas are always welcome and I'll most likely be making the parents my co-gms.

@The ghost in black
Yeah it's fine.
Would you prefer to start the rp from when the cats are loners/rouges/kittypets and slowly develop them into the two clans? Or have the clans recently formed and continue from there?


There is potential for the both of those ideas, but for the sake of simplicity we should start with two, maybe three clans that have recently formed. Perhaps they're only been officially a clan for a few moons, but the struggles of finding their way to work together could be something of a treat.

Perhaps in the event it survives to when they're essentially formed their codes - which we can change slightly if we wish - we may have another group of cats come together, or hve them come in contact with a clan that has existed in secret for generations.

I have plenty of ideas - I've run a few of these myself - if you would like to message me, or ask me a question here.
@ViolentViolet can't you just play them?


I would prefer not to overburden myself. Plus, it's no fun playing all three of them.
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