Post by fdragn010 on Nov 9, 2010 22:45:39 GMT -5
Hi, I was at the other, new now old site, and I hope that you will re-accept me and my character Falconpaw.
OOC -
First Name: Amanda
Characters: Falconpaw/Shadowclan
RP Experience/Level: First RP. Very much a begginer
IC -
Name: Falconpaw
Age: 6 moons
Gender: Male
Picture: None as of yet
Alliance: ShadowClan
Rank: Apprentice
Appearance: He is a bit large for an apprentice. Has black pelt and a little white patch of fur on his chest. He has green eyes.
Personality: Unusually friendly and energetic for a Shadowclan cat. He sometimes tries to make friends outside the Clan, which frustrates and angers the rest of Shadowclan. He sometimes stares off into the distance in an odd and almost spooky manner. Is outspoken and is not afraid to tell anyone what he thinks, even if they are leader or an elder warrior. He will sometimes clash with his fellow apprentices when he disagrees with them. However, he tries to be a loyal cat to his Clan. Loves to fight with other Clans or cats, even if he calls them a friend outside of battle. Believes that nothing is more important than a good fight. Hates to hear about the warrior code or the pride of Shadowclan, as he has heard it all before and does not think he needs to be reminded.
History: Falconpaw, then called Spork, was found in a cardboard box abandoned by Twolegs at the Shadowclan border. He was only three moons old at the time. His Twolegs abandoned him because their newborn was allergic to his fur. He escaped from the box and wandered into a Shadowclan patrol, who at first tried to drive him off. However, he keep coming back to the territory and practically demanded to be taken in, as he was getting lonely without anyone around to play with him. Eventually his persistence was rewarded and he was accepted into the Clan and given the name Falconkit. Falconkit spent the next three moons annoying every cat the nursery. He will often talk of Twolegs with a great deal of affection, as he has no grudge against the people who abandoned him. He also talks a lot about Scruffy, a neighbor’s small dog that he often played with as a kit. He greatly admired Scruffy because of his energy and courage, and tries to act like a small manic dog at times. Because of this he is seen as a bit weird by the rest of the clan. He was only recently made an apprentice.
RP Example: Even now, a full three moons after the box, he would still think of himself as Spork. He like being Falconpaw, but he missed Scruffy. The dog knew how to play! Shadowclan didn’t play that much. He stared at the leaf at his feet, thinking of Scruffy, thinking of the box, and thinking of fighting. When would he get to play again?
There! Another apprentice! Moonpaw was only a moon older then Falconpaw, but she was smaller than him. She was heading to the Elders den, a ball of moss clenched between her teeth.
Without warning Falconpaw launched himself into the air and batted at Moonpaw. She screeched and tried to slap him away, but he persisted.
“Get away from me, you stupid furball! I’m trying to get bedding for the Elders!”
“I got ya! I got ya! You gonna run?” Falconpaw loved this!
“Get away! Don’t you have any respect for the warrior code?”
“Who cares!? This is more fun!”
“Stupid! Stay away from me, you big freak!” Snarling, Moonpaw grabbed her moss and turned away from Falconpaw, making sure to kick dust at him as she left.
Falconpaw sat on the ground, disappointed. “Why are you so serious? Why are all of you so serious?” He was getting a bit discouraged about this.
Didn’t anyone want to play with him?
Survey -
How did you find us? Found new, now old, site from google.
Favorite part of the site? The opportunity to try this, again.
Overall, why did you join? To try rp in a setting I love, warriors
What suggestions do you have about our site? None
OOC -
First Name: Amanda
Characters: Falconpaw/Shadowclan
RP Experience/Level: First RP. Very much a begginer
IC -
Name: Falconpaw
Age: 6 moons
Gender: Male
Picture: None as of yet
Alliance: ShadowClan
Rank: Apprentice
Appearance: He is a bit large for an apprentice. Has black pelt and a little white patch of fur on his chest. He has green eyes.
Personality: Unusually friendly and energetic for a Shadowclan cat. He sometimes tries to make friends outside the Clan, which frustrates and angers the rest of Shadowclan. He sometimes stares off into the distance in an odd and almost spooky manner. Is outspoken and is not afraid to tell anyone what he thinks, even if they are leader or an elder warrior. He will sometimes clash with his fellow apprentices when he disagrees with them. However, he tries to be a loyal cat to his Clan. Loves to fight with other Clans or cats, even if he calls them a friend outside of battle. Believes that nothing is more important than a good fight. Hates to hear about the warrior code or the pride of Shadowclan, as he has heard it all before and does not think he needs to be reminded.
History: Falconpaw, then called Spork, was found in a cardboard box abandoned by Twolegs at the Shadowclan border. He was only three moons old at the time. His Twolegs abandoned him because their newborn was allergic to his fur. He escaped from the box and wandered into a Shadowclan patrol, who at first tried to drive him off. However, he keep coming back to the territory and practically demanded to be taken in, as he was getting lonely without anyone around to play with him. Eventually his persistence was rewarded and he was accepted into the Clan and given the name Falconkit. Falconkit spent the next three moons annoying every cat the nursery. He will often talk of Twolegs with a great deal of affection, as he has no grudge against the people who abandoned him. He also talks a lot about Scruffy, a neighbor’s small dog that he often played with as a kit. He greatly admired Scruffy because of his energy and courage, and tries to act like a small manic dog at times. Because of this he is seen as a bit weird by the rest of the clan. He was only recently made an apprentice.
RP Example: Even now, a full three moons after the box, he would still think of himself as Spork. He like being Falconpaw, but he missed Scruffy. The dog knew how to play! Shadowclan didn’t play that much. He stared at the leaf at his feet, thinking of Scruffy, thinking of the box, and thinking of fighting. When would he get to play again?
There! Another apprentice! Moonpaw was only a moon older then Falconpaw, but she was smaller than him. She was heading to the Elders den, a ball of moss clenched between her teeth.
Without warning Falconpaw launched himself into the air and batted at Moonpaw. She screeched and tried to slap him away, but he persisted.
“Get away from me, you stupid furball! I’m trying to get bedding for the Elders!”
“I got ya! I got ya! You gonna run?” Falconpaw loved this!
“Get away! Don’t you have any respect for the warrior code?”
“Who cares!? This is more fun!”
“Stupid! Stay away from me, you big freak!” Snarling, Moonpaw grabbed her moss and turned away from Falconpaw, making sure to kick dust at him as she left.
Falconpaw sat on the ground, disappointed. “Why are you so serious? Why are all of you so serious?” He was getting a bit discouraged about this.
Didn’t anyone want to play with him?
Survey -
How did you find us? Found new, now old, site from google.
Favorite part of the site? The opportunity to try this, again.
Overall, why did you join? To try rp in a setting I love, warriors
What suggestions do you have about our site? None
