Neo Huchio VIII
Apprentice
Human nature has two sides: Justice and Cruelty
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Nov 21, 2011 11:36:49 GMT -5
Welcome to the home of many rogues, 'The Slums.' An old back alley of the twolegplace, resides some of most unknown cats, who were banished or left there clan, with few born to the area. Now, Brock has returned to seek the assistance of his former friends. As for the cats who live here, they would have no idea about his plans. I will accept anyone who wishes to join, just follow the format, please. Bio Name: Age: Gender: Personality: Description: Clan: (this if your rogue was once a clancat, but left or was banished. If not, leave this part out of your bio) Kin: Crush: Mine is an example: Name: Brock Age: 48 moons Gender: Male Personality: Brock is a well controlled rouge. While his rage and purposed attacks are questionable to this, he remains in a clam manner, so long as you are not on his bad side. Description: Clan: Abandonedclan, then Darkclan Kin: Adderstar (son), Jet (son), Duncan (nephew), and Cheri (ex-mate) of Darkclan; Felix (nephew) of Eclipseclan Crush: Open
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Post by Litmoon on Nov 21, 2011 17:22:32 GMT -5
Name: Barker Age: 21 moons Gender: Tom Personality: Selfish but pretends to be generous. Arrogant but pretends to be wise. Talkative but pretends to be good-natured. A liar, a cat who licked others cat's paw when he want them to like him, but his loyalty lay in himself and the Dark Forest cat that he obeyed. He is ambitious, but gets jealous at others easily. Seldom gives up easily once he set his mind on something. Description: Lean and long legged. Yellow short hair tom with sandy brown spiral-like stripes that twirled from his forehead, ears, neck, legs, then to the tip of his long tail. His eyes were the color of dark blue. Clan: EclipseClan Kin: Lone(brother) Crush: Open
Name: Lone Age: 8 moons Gender: Tom Personality: He didn't remember much about what happened to him before, but only remembered being found by Barker when he almost drowned in the river. He was thankful for his brother, Barker, to teach him the way of a rogue life and provide shelters for him. So in term, Lone agreed to help him to reach his goal. There was actually a vigorous and mischievous kind side that practically makes him to be curious about everything. Had a tendency to attack other cats from higher grounds in battle. His name came from the understanding of the fact that he would always remain alone. Although that he agreed on helping Barker, but would try to avoid the orders and take a short cut to the matters. Description: A golden gray cat with white chest and underbelly. His back was covered with black specks that continued from his neck to the posterior of his hind legs. Two visible cut that split both of his black ears and a long scar that ran across his left flank, where his fur refused to grow back. His eyes were light green. Kin: Barker(brother) Crush: Open
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Neo Huchio VIII
Apprentice
Human nature has two sides: Justice and Cruelty
Posts: 201
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Nov 22, 2011 9:28:29 GMT -5
accepted. will make another bio or two later.
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Post by Litmoon on Jan 20, 2012 21:35:52 GMT -5
Name: Tiramisu Age: 20 moons Gender: Female Personality: Originally a kittypet when she was young, but then was not taken good care of by her twolegs. Deciding that she would have a better life on her own, Tiramisu left her twolegs and start to live as a loner. Although she is not particularly strong, or fast, she has a respectful strategic thinking that helped her to set sail for her next move. Uncaring toward cats who she did not admires. Sometimes simply acts uncaring toward everybody and just watches things perplexed as long as nothing goes after her. If somebody in charge has fail, then she would sometimes take charge just to get things down. Sometimes simply acts haughty and better than anybody else. Has a short temper and sharp tongue toward anybody. However, she holds a certain degree of loyalty toward cats that she respects. Especially the cats who are convincing enough for her to believe. She would be willing to do anything to get to her goal. Description: Dappled tortoiseshell, orange and black she-cat. Have one white right front paw, and the other white left hind paw, while the rest of the paws are black. Have golden eyes, white neck and chest, black muzzle, and a long slender tail. Kin: Magma, Taro Crush: Felix
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Post by Clad (Frostclaw) on Jan 21, 2012 12:01:31 GMT -5
Name: Solstice Age: 38 moons Gender: Female Personality: She is confident, though she can be smug and sarcastic at times. She is proud and willing to prove herself. Underneath her tough exterior she can be very affectionate and caring. She keeps to herself and doesn't have very many friends but will follow Brock's orders without question. Description: themoonfrostcats.webs.com/rainfallpic.jpgKin: None Crush: Brock
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Neo Huchio VIII
Apprentice
Human nature has two sides: Justice and Cruelty
Posts: 201
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Jan 23, 2012 7:17:42 GMT -5
ooc: well this should be something. Accepted.
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Post by Clad (Frostclaw) on Jan 23, 2012 16:03:47 GMT -5
Yay ^^ where do we post?
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Neo Huchio VIII
Apprentice
Human nature has two sides: Justice and Cruelty
Posts: 201
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Jan 25, 2012 10:18:48 GMT -5
ooc: You can post here of course. Might as well start. Just going to start somewhere around Brock's return.
ic: Brock scented the air around him, reminding himself of the stench of a twolegplace. He remembers only a short time of being here, around these other rouges,and yet he already feels as if he was here for a long time. Raising his head to listen to whatever sounds that could be picked out from the distant sound of roaring monsters, the tabby rogue placed himself back in the center of the old alley he let himself pad into. If memory comes into place, there should be a few others, He told himself moving his head from side to side. They'd better come out if they know what's good for them.
ooc: I'll have this guy come around in just a bit. Name: Felix Age: 27 moons Gender: Male Personality: Felix is primarily a viscous, unaligned, and willing. He does have s slight soft side, but it doesn't match up to the amount of rage he holds towards Brock. Right now, he's only trying to get on Brock's good side because he wants to rid himself of the few other kin who threaten him. His true motive is unknown to others. Description: long haired tabby tom with green eyes Clan: Eclipseclan Kin: Brock (Uncle), Duncan (Brother) Crush: Tiramisu
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Post by Clad (Frostclaw) on Jan 25, 2012 17:00:10 GMT -5
Solstice looked up from where she was grooming her silver tabby fur at a side of an alley behind a few piles of twoleg garbage and big cylindrical containers where more of the garbage was in. Despite the smell, it was a good hiding place, and so long as she didn't touch it, the garbage wouldn't taint her fur with its stench. She rose to her paws and padded out into the center of the alley at the sound of pawsteps, which appeared to be Brock's. She cocked her head with a bored, yet curious expression.
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Neo Huchio VIII
Apprentice
Human nature has two sides: Justice and Cruelty
Posts: 201
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Jan 26, 2012 14:01:32 GMT -5
Brock circled his head around a few times, looking for someone else that is still around. "Hello. Anyone still around?" He called, moving further into the area. The sudden fowl stench forced him to draw back, the scent only noting that this wasn't the best place to be. He'd hoped he could have trusted Felix's word on this place after he left, but now was feeling the time he was using was wasted. The tabby rogue ended up seeing silver tabby she cat standing in the middle of the alley way. Looks like that mouse-brain didn't lie for once, He told himself, relieved. Good for him, for once.
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Post by Litmoon on Jan 26, 2012 16:30:30 GMT -5
OOC: Barker and a group of rogues kidnapped Woodkit and Applefrost from EclipseClan territory. I guess they are on the edge of the rogues' territory now? They brought them across the thunderpath, then continued to move on to pass through a Carrionplace, where heaps of garbage dumps were there, at the far edge of a city. Is it okay for me to set up a place like this? If you have any ideas, please just use it. > <
IC: Applefrost gasped in fear, quickly dashed over to the kit in two hasting steps to inspect the wound. It was not as deep as she thought it would be. Cold anger lighted up in her icy blue eyes, but quenched at the sight of the rogues, who were sneering at them with sly exchanges. I would only provoke them if I make a fuss over this. Carefully she licked away the drips of blood until the kit's fur was once again flatten. "Be quiet and don't move. Or you will bleed out eventually. " Applefrost ordered calmly and stared right into the kit's eyes before turning away, surveying the area to see if there was any herb that she could use.
Just when she thought she spotted a cluster of herbs. The rogues from behind pushed her to keep moving, growling uneasily as thunderpath behind them rumbled once again. The soft earth beneath her paws had harden once the forest cleared above their heads. When she looked back, the quiet and familiar forest seemed far away. After she turned back to look again, Applefrost was astounded to find the sky to have broken into little pieces. Then she realized that it was only a huge twoleg fence, which was weaved all the way from left to right with dull-colored webs. Seconds later, she gathered her conscience again to realize that the rogues were crossing the fence through some tore opened holes. Some leaped into the ones above ground. Others advanced by wiggling underneath the webs.
How is my Clan going to find me? Watching the rogue, who was carrying the kit, through the hole, the medicine cat realized that it was her turn now. Carefully she lowered herself close to the ground and crawled through. Suddenly, she had an idea, brushing her fur against the twisted webs on purpose. Once she pulled away hardly, a clump of fur was left upon it. With one last farewell look at the far away forest, Applefrost padded on to find herself in a place where hills made of junks and flies swarmed in hordes roamed.
"Well, not really... Wait, why am I starting a conversation with you!?" Barker answered the Clan kit's question thoughtfully at first, but then caught himself. Pulling his ears back to display another haughty and threatening look, the sandy tom flexed his claws to slash them across the ground, only to wince in pain as the claw caught onto a protruded rock. Trying to make himself look like he was going to cry in pain, Barker hissed menacingly before leading the gang to move on. "By the way, we dump the cat bodies to rot here as well. This is the Carrionplace. If you don't behave and stop talking now, we will kill you and let you rot at here. What do you think about that?"
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Post by Woodkit the Kit on Jan 26, 2012 17:18:27 GMT -5
OOC: well im woodkit, so do I just post, or do I have to be accepted?
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Neo Huchio VIII
Apprentice
Human nature has two sides: Justice and Cruelty
Posts: 201
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Jan 26, 2012 19:57:38 GMT -5
ooc: go ahead and post. I don't mind it.
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Post by Clad (Frostclaw) on Jan 26, 2012 20:59:15 GMT -5
Solstice slowly padded over to Brock and brushed the length of her tail under his chin, mewing "Well well, who are you looking for, then? I don't think you came here just to say hi to me." She wished he had, but knew he hadn't. She ignored the thought and sat beside him, but a little distance off.
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Post by Woodkit the Kit on Jan 26, 2012 21:11:25 GMT -5
OOC: kay, thanks! IC: Woodkit looked around, and spied a small cobweb attached to a nearby branch. 'The medicine cats would use that to stop blood, right?' he thought. He quickly grabbed the cobweb and smacked it on his forehead, waiting for the bleeding to stop. 'Any second now?' he thought. The rogue's claws had scraped his skull, and it suddenly occured to Woodkit that he had his first battlewound! 'Wait until I show Talonkit!' he thought happily.
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Neo Huchio VIII
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Human nature has two sides: Justice and Cruelty
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Jan 27, 2012 9:23:44 GMT -5
"Oh, I wouldn't be too sure about that," Brock laughed, joyed enough with one cat still around. "I do want to ask if there is anyone else around, possibly?" He wouldn't really expect anyone else, though it would be nice the see others around after being isolated for such a long time period. For a moment, his thoughts ran wild as he tried to ignore the scent of garbage around him so it would make it worse on himself. The tabby rogue sat down, closing his eyes to concentrate on his thoughts. I wonder how many more will betray me before I finally go back to a murderous rampage, he thought, the image of that slightly discomforting him. I've already lost the allegiance of my kin, and now I must worry about whose next to do that.
Felix watched from afar at Barker and the rogues that moved with him. If they go in the direction of Brock, Barker's dead. He slowly moved forward, keeping his glare right on the most visible part of the group. I wonder what would happen if I got in his way. That would surely make him mad. Maybe enough for me to actually want to shred that sorry excuse for a rogue. Right then, he went into a slow run, hoping he'd be able to move far enough to get right ahead of Barker, only so he'd be able to mess with him. The tabby tom had the only thought he could get taken out and turned into a small action.
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Post by Clad (Frostclaw) on Jan 27, 2012 16:04:12 GMT -5
Solstice shook her head. "Not that I know of. Sorry." She momentarily rested her tail across Brock's shoulders. "Maybe they ran off into the forest as rogues. I'm sure the clans don't occupy the entire space." She suggested.
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Post by Litmoon on Jan 27, 2012 22:37:15 GMT -5
"Stop moving, you mouse!" The rogue that was carrying the kit muttered harshly through his clenched jaws. Padding hastily down an invisible path among the heaps of garbage, the gang of rogues didn't seem to mind the rancid scents at all, like they were used to it. At the edge of the Carrionplace they exited through the tore up holes on the rusty, dull web again to arrive at another clearing. There were fewer bushes and trees now, even the earthly floor was replaced with the odd smelling dark gray clearings. However, the rogues continued to walk on without hesitation. So far, there weren't no-furs in sight. "Did you just put that spider web on your head?" One of the rogues asked the kit with disgust, slightly leaning away from the kit and eying him with appalled glances.
"Clancats do crazy stuff." Another rogue answered with a sneer, completely amused by the situation and wondering if the kit has already lost his sanity.
Applefrost looked up and spotted what smaller cat was doing, feeling glad that the kit could find some cobwebs for him. She hoped that she could find some herbs for him, but couldn't spot anything in sight. The place was barren; hardly containing any life, even the scent of preys was weak. "No. Cobwebs are used to stop bleedings. " The medicine cat stated in an even voice, then slowly removed her gazes to the other direction when all the attention was turned on her.
That got Barker's interest. "Ohhhh, and how do you know so much about herbs? Oh, I know, you are a medicine cat. What a valuable asset for your Clan." He meowed slyly, seeing that Applefrost didn't answer. Leading the group with his tail high, the sandy tom pulled up his muzzle in the air proudly while continued with haughty steps. Gradually the left the gray clearing, where half a dozen monsters were resting at there, then started to climb up a steep slope up the hill. Once they were on top of the ramp, a wide view on the bands of twolegs nests was displayed before them. Selecting a direction toward the nearest dull wall, Barker took an initiating leap onto a pile of abandoned wood boards at first, then disappeared out of sight as he jumped down from the top of the wall. The rest of them followed behind, dashing down to continue their directions. Soon they started to jog to the shadows of the twoleg buildings by picking their ways horizontally with the tidy twoleg nests. After making many more turns around many houses, the rogues arrived close to the abandoned alleyway that they lived in. "In order to accomplish my great plan, I must tell Brock about this. You, go and bring Brock over here." Barker smirked at himself, the pride of his work all written on his face, while . "Throw them down into the abyss, so we can imprison them."
The weary rogues did so by pushing and throwing both of the Clancats to the bottom of what appeared to be an abyss that was way too deep for cats to jump out.
Applefrost hit the bottom hardly with a painful groan, limping up to put a paw on the surrounding wall. They weren't going to find a way out unless somebody at the top throw down something that they could pull them up with. Finding the wall to be too wet to and slippery to crawl, the medicine cat felt hopeless as she looked up, only to spot the opening of the abyss to be a small circle of light, unreachable.
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Neo Huchio VIII
Apprentice
Human nature has two sides: Justice and Cruelty
Posts: 201
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Post by Neo Huchio VIII on Jan 27, 2012 22:54:32 GMT -5
"Oh that's too bad," Brock groaned, starting to feel that this was just a waste of time, again. "I had hoped to meet others here, but now what am I to expect?" He opened his eyes, looking at the alley around him, the images of his murderous rage still flowing through his mind. That was something that haunted him for a while now, but he couldn't care any less about what happened to the memories. Or his future victims. "They ran to the forest, huh? How much stupidity do they have in their flea bitten brains?" The tabby rogue could only begin to imagine, and yet he rather not do anything to turn him from his thoughts.
Felix tailed the group of rogues, almost losing them several times. He blamed himself, he hadn't been here in a long time. Getting reacquainted with the area would be easy anyways, so it didn't matter for him. Wait a second, did I see a clan cat with them earlier, Now he was curious. What would they want with one of those worthless furballs? They can't be trusted for anything. The orange tom was only speculating what he thought the reason to be, but there was no way any of them were dumb enough to do anything of the sort. Not unless they were Barker, who always had some kind of plan. He growled, annoyed by the fact that Barker was still around, primarily due to his hate towards that cat.
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Post by Woodkit the Kit on Jan 28, 2012 10:27:57 GMT -5
Woodkit landed on his front paws, and then losing balance rolled head over tail a few times. As soon as he regained balance, he looked back up at the rogues. "Hey! Whats with the ditch?" he mewled, loud enough to be heard. Then, he made an attempt at jumping out of the ditch, only to fall short just barely halfway up and fall off again, landing the same way as he had the first time. NOW Woodkit was ticked, but proceeded to explore his surroundings in the abyss.
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