Post by darkriver on Jul 20, 2012 21:09:39 GMT -5
Name: Darkriver
Age: 33 moons
Gender: Female
Clan: RavenClan
Rank: Senior Warrior
Description: Slenderly-built with hidden strength, black glossy fur from head to tail. One perfect white diamond-like mark on forehead, between her sapphire-blue eyes. long fur, claws always extended. Multiple scars and healing wounds. Blood stains her teeth and her claws. Blood even stains part of her fur. Her ears are slightly bigger than a normal cat's, but doesn't add to her hearing capability.
Personality: Evil and despicable. Darkriver puts out a kind facade before gashing your throat open once you're no longer any use to her. When she gets angry, she fights to the death. Usually fights until you are dead. She cares for nobody, having brutally trained her kits until they were mindless killing drones.
History: There was once a Clan of the snowiest mountains. It was populated by cats built for such cold weather. The Clan's name was SnowClan and it was a peaceful Clan. It all fell apart when a certain black-furred Deputy staged a mutiny on SnowClan's leader, Icestar. The traitorous deputy was Darkriver, under orders by the Clan's senior warrior, Darkheart. Darkriver slaughtered the Clan leader and had brought a pack of humans (illegal fur-trappers) to the Clan to slaughter any that tried to flee, for the long fur of SnowClan was prized by humans in the mountains for it's remarkable ability to keep anything warm in cold weather. Darkriver left the ashes of SnowClan, followed by a few of her underlings and her mentor Darkheart.
Five moons later Darkriver started her own Clan, DarkClan. It grew and spread, taking over much territory and lands through deceit and unfair battles. A different Clan stood up to them, ScourgeClan, led by Blood (who was Scourge's most loyal follower), for Blood and Darkriver had battled for Scourge's affections more often than not. ScourgeClan wiped out DarkClan, and DarkClan wiped out ScourgeClan. The battle was so bloody and massive that both Clans died for not enough healthy cats were left over. Blood and Darkriver then fought one last time. Blood fell to Darkriver's claws after an extensive battle. Since then, Darkriver's been travelling from Clan to Clan, dismantling them and destroying them from the inside, like a raging virus that just won't die!
RP Sample: Sunlight glimmered through green, as a lone shadow slithered through the icy forest. The shadow was on the hunt, mystic eyes locked onto a hunter stalking through the chilly snow. The shadow carefully creeped up behind the hunter, webbed paws minimizing any noise of crunching snow under the shadow's weight. This shadow could feel the rapid heart rate of her prey pounding in her ears. Every step brought her closer to her target. Just before the hunter was about to pounce, the shadow pinned the hunter hard against the frosty ground. The hunter, a young blue-tinted white tomcat, now felt cold earth and sparkling snow pressed against his body. It sent chills through his body. The shadow's claws began digging into the hunter's shoulders, bright red blood dripping onto the permafrost right before the hunter's eyes. His head already at an awkward angle, the hunter tried to see his attacker. All he saw, were bloody fangs closing around his throat, sapphire eyes narrowed in an evil sneer, before the world went black. The hunter had become Darkriver's next meal.
Codeword: Rapids
Other: I cannot always get on every week and I apologize for it. I will try my hardest to post in the Away board before I vanish into thin air.
Age: 33 moons
Gender: Female
Clan: RavenClan
Rank: Senior Warrior
Description: Slenderly-built with hidden strength, black glossy fur from head to tail. One perfect white diamond-like mark on forehead, between her sapphire-blue eyes. long fur, claws always extended. Multiple scars and healing wounds. Blood stains her teeth and her claws. Blood even stains part of her fur. Her ears are slightly bigger than a normal cat's, but doesn't add to her hearing capability.
Personality: Evil and despicable. Darkriver puts out a kind facade before gashing your throat open once you're no longer any use to her. When she gets angry, she fights to the death. Usually fights until you are dead. She cares for nobody, having brutally trained her kits until they were mindless killing drones.
History: There was once a Clan of the snowiest mountains. It was populated by cats built for such cold weather. The Clan's name was SnowClan and it was a peaceful Clan. It all fell apart when a certain black-furred Deputy staged a mutiny on SnowClan's leader, Icestar. The traitorous deputy was Darkriver, under orders by the Clan's senior warrior, Darkheart. Darkriver slaughtered the Clan leader and had brought a pack of humans (illegal fur-trappers) to the Clan to slaughter any that tried to flee, for the long fur of SnowClan was prized by humans in the mountains for it's remarkable ability to keep anything warm in cold weather. Darkriver left the ashes of SnowClan, followed by a few of her underlings and her mentor Darkheart.
Five moons later Darkriver started her own Clan, DarkClan. It grew and spread, taking over much territory and lands through deceit and unfair battles. A different Clan stood up to them, ScourgeClan, led by Blood (who was Scourge's most loyal follower), for Blood and Darkriver had battled for Scourge's affections more often than not. ScourgeClan wiped out DarkClan, and DarkClan wiped out ScourgeClan. The battle was so bloody and massive that both Clans died for not enough healthy cats were left over. Blood and Darkriver then fought one last time. Blood fell to Darkriver's claws after an extensive battle. Since then, Darkriver's been travelling from Clan to Clan, dismantling them and destroying them from the inside, like a raging virus that just won't die!
RP Sample: Sunlight glimmered through green, as a lone shadow slithered through the icy forest. The shadow was on the hunt, mystic eyes locked onto a hunter stalking through the chilly snow. The shadow carefully creeped up behind the hunter, webbed paws minimizing any noise of crunching snow under the shadow's weight. This shadow could feel the rapid heart rate of her prey pounding in her ears. Every step brought her closer to her target. Just before the hunter was about to pounce, the shadow pinned the hunter hard against the frosty ground. The hunter, a young blue-tinted white tomcat, now felt cold earth and sparkling snow pressed against his body. It sent chills through his body. The shadow's claws began digging into the hunter's shoulders, bright red blood dripping onto the permafrost right before the hunter's eyes. His head already at an awkward angle, the hunter tried to see his attacker. All he saw, were bloody fangs closing around his throat, sapphire eyes narrowed in an evil sneer, before the world went black. The hunter had become Darkriver's next meal.
Codeword: Rapids
Other: I cannot always get on every week and I apologize for it. I will try my hardest to post in the Away board before I vanish into thin air.