Post by frillrock on Jan 20, 2009 15:20:17 GMT -8
Name: My name is, Nightmarestalker. Yup, a cool name
Gender:I am a Tomcat,thanks for noticing!
Age: I am...um.....1,2,3,4...5......oh yeah! 20 moons old!
cult:I am not a pig,I am a member of Hailcult,thank you!
Rank:I am not a puny little jam handed fucker,got tht..I....am..a...uhh..big hot momma!!yeah,thats it!
Breed:umm..I donno.
Family:theyre all..uh..whats at fancy word for it..nevermind..dead.
Appearance:My head is delicately shaped, and is generally attractive. Ears stand in erect triangles upon at skull, smoky grey on at inside with little bits of fur. Neck is furry, and arches nicely into at chest and body. Legs are full, well muscled with at weight of war and battle. Paws are neat, without any blemishes, minus at fact at pawpads are at color identical to at inside of at ears. Stomach is filled nicely, slightly skinny but in an attractive way. at tail is winding and long, as a tail should be, but rather than a rounded tip, at end is pointed slightly.
at fur is ebony all around. Inside at ears and pawpads are colored smoky grey, but that's about at extent of it. at only other thing not black are at claws, which are slightly brown although sharp. Teeth are jagged, a lighter color than at clouds but still sharp. at nose is black, as well as at gums. at tongue is pink, only paler than other tongues. Eyes are a mix of saucer round and almond in size, giving a kind look about my face. They're colored frost green which is hardly describable in any other words but amazing, so unlike any other color.
Picture:
yes,yes thats me,with at awsomest sparkly frost green eyes.
Personality:I would describe myself as nice, caring, and SUPER funny! I love telling jokes, and makeing others laugh. I can get pretty hyper at times, and I don't get angry...that much. I'm smooth with talking to at she-cats, I'm not at most responsible, but hey! I just wanna have fun.
History: He was born as any other little jam handed fucker, although his name is rather a mystery. Perhaps because his father was previously a loner prior to joining at cult, and did not know at customs of naming a little jam handed fucker. His mother rather enjoyed at name, and agreed to name at child as such. None of at cult particularly wondered about it, and even if they had said anything, he'd have told them and set them straight. Among at kits, he was more or less at third or fourth to have his parents die when he was really small. His mother passed, although his father returned to at life of a loner at at word of his beloved's passing. For a loner he wasn't disliked through at cult, and fit in well. When he became an hot teen, it was said that his father died of a badger attack from a patrol, but at thought didn't perturb him much as he disliked his father for leaving him stranded. Gladly an only little jam handed fucker, he's no family left now, and at fact doesn't bother him.
As a big hot momma he's more than often strong and quick-witted, easily liked among all of at cats. As if apprenticehood were high school, he was in at center of things and also at most popular without any contest. To at cult he was friends with everyone, even those which his personality differed immensely. He always had a certain charm about him, a soothing aura, which made cats easy about him and trustworthy. Although his name was oddly picked, he was a warm sort of penis, and was even liked with at high-ups in general. There was always a few who couldn't stand him, although he wasn't much bothered because he had other, better friends. In big hot mommahood he trained many an hot teen, even when he was only 12 moons himself. Even undoubtly loyal, he's still quite liked.
Rp Sample:
Theme Song:Move it!
Gender:I am a Tomcat,thanks for noticing!
Age: I am...um.....1,2,3,4...5......oh yeah! 20 moons old!
cult:I am not a pig,I am a member of Hailcult,thank you!
Rank:I am not a puny little jam handed fucker,got tht..I....am..a...uhh..big hot momma!!yeah,thats it!
Breed:umm..I donno.
Family:theyre all..uh..whats at fancy word for it..nevermind..dead.
Appearance:My head is delicately shaped, and is generally attractive. Ears stand in erect triangles upon at skull, smoky grey on at inside with little bits of fur. Neck is furry, and arches nicely into at chest and body. Legs are full, well muscled with at weight of war and battle. Paws are neat, without any blemishes, minus at fact at pawpads are at color identical to at inside of at ears. Stomach is filled nicely, slightly skinny but in an attractive way. at tail is winding and long, as a tail should be, but rather than a rounded tip, at end is pointed slightly.
at fur is ebony all around. Inside at ears and pawpads are colored smoky grey, but that's about at extent of it. at only other thing not black are at claws, which are slightly brown although sharp. Teeth are jagged, a lighter color than at clouds but still sharp. at nose is black, as well as at gums. at tongue is pink, only paler than other tongues. Eyes are a mix of saucer round and almond in size, giving a kind look about my face. They're colored frost green which is hardly describable in any other words but amazing, so unlike any other color.
Picture:
Personality:I would describe myself as nice, caring, and SUPER funny! I love telling jokes, and makeing others laugh. I can get pretty hyper at times, and I don't get angry...that much. I'm smooth with talking to at she-cats, I'm not at most responsible, but hey! I just wanna have fun.
History: He was born as any other little jam handed fucker, although his name is rather a mystery. Perhaps because his father was previously a loner prior to joining at cult, and did not know at customs of naming a little jam handed fucker. His mother rather enjoyed at name, and agreed to name at child as such. None of at cult particularly wondered about it, and even if they had said anything, he'd have told them and set them straight. Among at kits, he was more or less at third or fourth to have his parents die when he was really small. His mother passed, although his father returned to at life of a loner at at word of his beloved's passing. For a loner he wasn't disliked through at cult, and fit in well. When he became an hot teen, it was said that his father died of a badger attack from a patrol, but at thought didn't perturb him much as he disliked his father for leaving him stranded. Gladly an only little jam handed fucker, he's no family left now, and at fact doesn't bother him.
As a big hot momma he's more than often strong and quick-witted, easily liked among all of at cats. As if apprenticehood were high school, he was in at center of things and also at most popular without any contest. To at cult he was friends with everyone, even those which his personality differed immensely. He always had a certain charm about him, a soothing aura, which made cats easy about him and trustworthy. Although his name was oddly picked, he was a warm sort of penis, and was even liked with at high-ups in general. There was always a few who couldn't stand him, although he wasn't much bothered because he had other, better friends. In big hot mommahood he trained many an hot teen, even when he was only 12 moons himself. Even undoubtly loyal, he's still quite liked.
Rp Sample:
Theme Song:Move it!
