irispaw is a small tuxedo molly who was the only survivor of her entire family. her parents and siblings were all brutally murdered when she was a kit, leaving her alone and in the paws of grief. nobody knows who had killed her family, but she wants revenge on them. as she grows, she becomes cold and distant from others, only speaking to those she truly trusts. irispaw's behavior will gradually change until she becomes just as bloodthirsty as those who have raised her.
for now, she needs some relationships.
* important roles *
[ i will be picky when choosing all of these! ]
- mentor -
this cat must be manipulative. they will have lured irispaw further into insanity, causing her to believe that laws are useless. this feline will also have been the one to foster irispaw when she was left alone after the slaughter of her family. more information will be given once the mentor is chosen.
- romantic interest -
whoever is chosen for this role must be alright with their character being killed. irispaw, by then, irisbite, will fall for another warrior near her age. she will grow closer to them, but as her insanity comes to a breaking point, she snaps and murders them after an argument. whatever causes the argument is still up for a debate. the two would not have been mates.
* wanted roles *
[ i will be less picky when choosing these roles. ]
- enemies -
no general guidelines apply. these cats will simply hate irispaw, and she will hate them back. one of these may become a victim.
- acquaintances -
no general guidelines apply. irispaw will talk with these cats, but they hold no significant place in her life.
- 'friends' -
this is one-sided. these are the cats that irispaw has tricked into believing that she will be their friend, but then will stab them in the back once she deems them ready to be broken. one or two may become a victim.
- victims -
these are the cats in which irispaw, at this time, irisbite, will kill. the roleplayers must be certain that they are okay with their characters being killed. irispaw will find a way to get close with these cats before stabbing them in the back. literally.
* unnecessary roles *
- one-sided romantic interests -
these cats will have crushes on irispaw | bite, though she will not reciprocate any feelings. it is up to the roleplayer to decide what may happen, but i prefer to have irispaw | bite lure them in only to emotionally tear them down.
name
age
gender
- pronouns desired role
appearance
- no images, please! personality
- cannot be tbrp'd extra information
- optional roleplay sample
- linked or under spoiler, please! mention @hiraeth
@Celestial
* other information *
- all forms that do not complete every step will not be considered.
- do not quote this post.
- roles are not first come, first serve.
Keep in mind.
All those apply for crush/friend/anything that puts them on iris’s good side alabaster will seriously start plotting their death. She is quite defensive of iris and refuses to allow anyone near her at all costs.
Hmm... I have yet to Roleplay her, but I used her before, so here she is!
Name: Shatteredbreeze Age: 41 Moons (Died from murder) Gender: Female, She/Her Desired role: Dark Forest Mentor Appearance: Shatteredbreeze is a pale yellow shecat, almost white, with a dark yellow underbelly. Her underbelly almost fades to her side with dark yellow tabby stripes, mottling her otherwise coat. Her muzzle turns ginger, and her ear is also yellowy ginger. Her muzzle streaks up one line to border her eyes, and wrap around down her brow to her pinkish nose. Her paws are white, and they fade up her legs to the shoulders and her eyes are deep amber, orange and yellow with gold flecks. Her right ear is shredded horribly, and she can barely hear out of it. Her flank is also littered with scars like it was torn open, (which it was after her corpse was dumped off a cliff and was hit by a monster.) Her teeth are unusually long, and her tail is also abnormally long. Personality: Shatteredbreeze is a very cold and ruthless shecat. She can simply look at you and scare you to your core. She is a bit cunning, and while she knows she is smarter than most think she prefers to let others think what they will. If they want to judge her, their loss, as not only will she beat them she will lord it over them for eternity. She is easily angered, and sometimes that will play to her advantage, while her anger and mood swings can often be dangerous. Her stubbornness can also often blot out common sense, but is a good attribute in verbal fighting. She will stick with what she believes to be true, and will never ever let anyone forget it. She likes to first cut deep with words, but then if things keep going, she isn’t afraid to show a claw or two. She suffers from minor depression, and is extremely sensitive. If you insult her or try to, don’t expect to be met with submission. She will claw and hiss until you learn to never do that again. She also loves traitors. Anyone who attacks without reason and is relentless in their battle will be adored by her, and often accepted. She is also rather stubborn but yet very touchy. If you scare her, she will lash out at you and will most likely cuff foolish apprentices over the ears. She purrs in happiness when some cats die or are brutally killed, a bit insane on her part, and will cheer on the stronger cat, no matter their beliefs or reasons. She has her motives, they can keep theirs to themselves. She loves to lie, and will do so for what she wants. She also makes cats think they’re in charge, and will often do so, saying “Oh yes, I think that if we attack here, it would be a good spot for battle, but it really is your choice.” She loves those who attack without reason, and she loves traitors, as mentioned before. Except, traitors who betray her. Don’t ever expect she’ll take those things lightly. Over all, Shatteredbreeze is a very cold shecat. Extra Information: Shatteredbreeze will be mentoring Watertail, my character, and maybe Watertail’s apprentice, depending on how a Roleplay goes. So, I guess she’s... experienced, like you wanted.
She is also experienced in killing, here’s her backstory:
Shattered(paw) was training under her mentor Cloudybird, when she met and fell for the ambitious Clawpaw (a stupid name, but I guess Clawface from the Warriors series also had it, so yeah X3). The two often had small meetings in the woods on Thunderclan territory, away from their clanmates. Their parents had caused a big squabble, as Shatterpaw’s mother and Clawpaw’s father had a tragic murder love story, which was a big problem in their families. Despite the rift in their love, the two were often seen training and hunting together, and even moving their nests together near the end of their apprenticeship. When the two had their warrior names, Clawfire fell instead for the more beautiful Lilygaze, who was a ditzy mousebrain who didn’t really want Clawfire. She could have had any tom, but she had to take Clawfire. Shatteredbreeze’s Clawfire. Lilygaze soon had kits, Blazekit and Alderkit, who only furthered Shatteredbreeze’s hatred. Sweet innocent Shatteredbreeze (not manic or insane at that time) had no idea what to do, so when she saw Lilygaze sneak out one night, Shatteredbreeze sprung. She pinned Lilygaze down in the woods, and slashed out her throat. Scared of what happened, poor Shatteredbreeze dumped the corpse off a cliff, into a Thunderpath. Lilygaze was soon found a day later, by Clawfire’s patrol. They merely thought she had been hit by a car. But Shatteredbreeze wasn’t done. She needed to rid Clawfire of all memories of his mate, so she brought Blazekit and Alderkit to the edge of camp, intriguing them of what lay behind the camp walls. She then snuck them outside, and told them to wait for their father outside a fox den. The kits were never found. Soon, Clawfire, desperate and lost, asked Shatteredbreeze to be his mate, but surprisingly, she refused. She had to make him pay. She took on Tallheart as a mate to make Clawfire jealous, but when she was about to dump him, she found out he was serious about their relationship. She could have just broken it off, saying she found someone else, but her bloodied mind shouted for her to kill him instead. No one suspected Shatteredbreeze of killing her own mate, after all, she was just a grieving shecat. A moon later, she pretended to start to like Clawfire again, although she wanted to just accept his offer then and there. She had to wait, to seem like she hadn’t killed Tallheart on purpose. One day, Clawfire connected the pieces. He led Shatteredgaze out from the camp, and Shatteredgaze merely thought he was going to ask her to be his mate. As he asked her if she had killed them, she answered yes, in a haze of love instead of common sense. There, he slit her throat like she had Lilygaze, and then dumped her off the same cliff. I guess it was what some would call poetic justice, but to her, nope. No it was not. Roleplay Example:
Shatteredbreeze opened her eyes, and suddenly, she felt strange. Her amber eyes were cloudy, and she could barely see the outline of the purple glowing trees around her. She felt numb, almost... alive. That was weird, hadn’t she and Clawfire just been fighting? Maybe it was just a bad dream. She often had them, about Lilygaze and her kits and sometimes even Tallheart coming to kill her. She always won, but this time had been different. The wounds were gone, and the sticky blood had been riddled from her pelt. She blinked her eyes in the lingering darkness. Where is Clawfire? She wondered, standing up. She shook out her pelt, leaf mulch flying from her yellow fur. She glanced around, her heart racing. Where was her murderer? It dawned on her. Murder. She wasn’t alive, more like dead. But, where was she? She looked around, fear creeping into her pelt. She had died. And now, she was where she had feared as a kit. The land of killers and traitors. She even had sworn to her mother that she would never be such a meanie she would get here. She was in the Dark Forest. Yet a strange sense of satisfaction, happiness almost, was also there. She had made it. She had managed to kill her enemy. But in turn, she was killed by Clawfire. That stupid idiot! He attacked her, just trying to avenge his precious mate. She had so much left to do! Become mates, have kits, watch them grow up, have an apprentice, maybe even make it to a second litter. Even live till she was an elder! Panic set in, this new rush of feeling, adrenaline rushing through her veins. She swung around, her small frame feeling stronger than she had in death. After all of the murders she had committed, here she could do even more. No wonder she had so much left to do! A lot, was unfinished.
name
Killer formerly known as Blackjack
age
45 or so moons
gender
Male
- pronouns
He/ him
desired role
Dark forest mentor
appearance
He’s a pure black Maine coon with amber eyes and so many scars it’s unbelievable that he lived that long. Once in life had a collar around his neck now only a slash wound remains it it’s place.
- no images, please!
personality
He is cold, sadistic, merciless and the reason madness is the way it is. He is the start of many painful memories and pasts, he drove Sano to insanity, hades to become a killer, Lucifer weak and scared, Coldheart emotionless and cold, and Verity weak and worthless. He knows a lot about death and killing to play the role of death was all he ever lived for. He hates the clans with a undying passion and will not bow even in death. His words always cold, but true, his face emotionless and hard. He believes in strength not weakness. He will not hesitate to hurt her to teach her a lesson I mean he did beat and nearly killed his kits why should he show mercy to her? A monster who still hates even after death he was so bad even his own kids tried to kill him only to fall in the claws of warrior of sky. He laughs about it now saying “ well they were weak anyway” he hates failure so if you wish to live and learn under his name you better know that he ain’t going to care about you.
But hi you don’t have to know that, he’s actually kind sweet and loving is what I wish I can tell you. How do you think he managed to get so many to fall for him simply because he was handsome no, he knows what he’s doing and can easily fake a smile as simple as he can fake a purr. His kits they saw though him but of course that took moons to figure out that he wasn’t a kind tom, a rouge with a pure heart and a smile no he was everyone’s best nightmare and oh how he gained it. He killed so many with his so called kindness and sweet words of love, friendship and so much more. His kits gained something from it, I mean they are in love right? Than again they did turn against each other. My bad! Will lie about his name and most likely call himself blackjack but in reality he’s killer. The rouge who started the mad order and ended it with only a few words and a few dead bodies. But hi with this he may finally have a cat worthy of his teachings. What’s a little madness to the insane? Might as well be mad while you’re at it!!!
- cannot be tbrp'd
extra information
The start of madness and the reason for a lot of suffering once felt love now all he feels is ice.
- optional
roleplay sample http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/...93&postcount=7
- linked or under spoiler, please!
mention
@hiraeth
@Celestial
Last edited by Galaxy Of Wisdom; March 27th, 2018 at 05:07 PM.
appearance:
littlelizard is a dainty feline, petite and curved, with a sense of fragility. she has thick, cream-coloured fur, with the appearance of mottled nectar dotting across her back. a darker, tan stripe runs across her spine and down to the tip of her tail, where it is met with a bold stroke of white. the same white also sports her muzzle, with a little dot of it also betrothing itself upon the crook of her nose. dark stripes of apricot climb up her legs, before disappearing into the thick masses of cream. her short stature and cloak of fur hide away her muscles and sturdy bones. at first glance, one would assume that such a small and thick-coated feline would be gentle and weak; but littlelizard is the opposite. she lets cats assume what they must, but when necessary, she will prove them wrong.
littlelizard is not a particular breed of cat, although she certainly has the distinct features of a norwegian forest cat, as well as the familiar, boxy muzzle of a maine coon. her long legs indicate to some oriental heritage, but it would be difficult to point it out.
she has a pair of amber eyes that burn as bright as the sun, outlined with a deep black, and to pair them off is a thick row of lashes. she's feminine, gives off a more gentle and motherly appearance, yet often times would wear a stoic expression.
personality:
[ logical ]: littlelizard was born without the usual naivety and carelessness that a kit would normally hold. she was smart beyond belief, had a memory that could last a lifetime, and had a knack for problem-solving. she grew up being this way, and became a cunning and knowledgeable feline before she had even settled down. yet, despite her logical nature, the she-cat never liked to boast her smarts, and would actually hide it a lot.
[ self-serving ]: she knew she was clever, but littlelizard didn't do much with her excellent brain power. or, she didn't do much that would benefit others. she used her logic only for her own good, but when it came to doing things for other cats, she would turn her nose up. littlelizard didn't necessarily think she was better than anyone else, it was more like she didn't care about anyone else.
[ adventurous ]: littlelizard was always open to challenges; in fact, she craved them. both physical and mental. she also enjoyed to travel through the territory, it was just something that appealed to her. when she woke up the next day, her paws would ache, and her limbs would scream for a rest, but that's why she would keep on doing it. the pain was somewhat reassuring. littlelizard's adventurousness brought her good things in life, like her mate and kits. although, she wasn't truly in love, she still appreciated the cats that it threw her way.
[ loner ]: one of the newer traits to her personality. littlelizard didn't hate company, but she didn't necessarily like it either. she was kind of just 'meh' about it. after the death of one of her kits, she began to hide herself away. preferring to be alone, instead of confronting with others. some believe that it's because she is suspicious for the killing of the kit, others think that it's just stress.
[ flirtatious ]: littlelizard was known for her casual flings and sweet words. she was pretty, cunning, and knew exactly how to twirl cats around her toes. littlelizard's flirty strings could get her in trouble a lot, though, so she started to ease down on it. she's broken a few hearts in her lifetime, but her response to any hiccups in relationships would be 'it wasn't my fault.'
[ remorseless ]: she never takes the blame. for anything. littlelizard would normally force the responsibilities onto another cat, to be honest. she isn't afraid of the consequences, but it's more her pride that would be hurt. she never regrets her wrongdoings, and is the type to prove her reasons for doing so. she will argue that she's right, until her opposition gives in.
extra information:
- littlelizard was brought to the dark forest because of the murder of her sister.
- her need for a challenge introduced her to a friendly tom in the clan. he was gentle and sweet, and he certainly knew how to treat littlelizard well. they kicked it off well, and became mates sooner than she would have expected. once she was expecting his kits, however, the tom started to become more possessive over her. he wouldn't let her talk to her brother, nor would he allow her to speak for herself in front of other males. she felt uncomfortable, but rolled with it. once the kits came, littlelizard was a stressed-out and tired queen. the tom was over-protective of the family, she was more thankful of it though. it became too much, when the tom began to force her to be with him at all times. he was abandoning the kits, and only cared about littlelizard. after a while of the possessiveness, she gave up and ended it with the tom. they didn't speak or interact, until he took the life of one of her kits right in front of her. she grew aggressive, and when she believed they were alone, littlelizard attacked the male. she was small, but managed to end him quickly. the only problem was that her sister had observed the scene, and confronted littlelizard about it shortly after the event. still in her blood-dazed state, the she-cat responded by then clamping her teeth around her sibling's throat; in fear that she would tell the clan of her abusive relationship. she didn't want pity or for cats to doubt her, to question why she didn't break it off with the tom any sooner. killing her sister was certainly uncalled for, but she was glad she'd done it.
- she died 10 moons later; after her sanity and past events crawled up on her. she was pregnant again, yet by another tom. a mere fling, turned into regret. littlelizard died whilst giving birth, after her body suddenly gave up, and her eyes glued shut.
honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago
idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword
innocence died screaming, honey, ask me I should know
i slithered here from eden just to sit outside your door
an iris of blood [ finder ]
