Post by Darksoul on Mar 27, 2008 1:46:43 GMT -5
Name:
Darksoul
Age:
20 moons (1 year and 8 Months)
Rank:
Warrior
Clan:
Nightclan
Physical Description:
i24.photobucket.com/albums/c44/87066/banglecat.jpg
Darksoul has a snow white pelt that is littered with tan-ish brown strips and spots all over. On his tail, he has many rings and leaves his tail black-tiped. On his neck, the spots and stripes are so faint, you can barely see them. On his face, he has long whiskers, small eyes and ears with a small pink nose. He doesn't have the best hearing, but he can see and smell really well. He has a long slender body with long slender legs. Darksoul was built for running, climbing and jumping. Though he has small paws, he has long sharp claws. In his jaws, he has long sharp teeth. Both his long claws and sharp teeth make it perfect for his killings. But the lack of muscle won't help him at all.
Personality:
Darksoul is a quiet cat. He rarely talks much because of his past. But, when he does talk, his voice is low, almost unbearable. He always has vicious nightmares of his killings and past. Darksoul also tends to stay alone, though, he does everything for his clan. He also is what most would say crazy. Which, in a way, he is. He heres and sees stuff that is not there and has a 'voice' in his head that he often talks to. The voice is known as "Dark" to him. He hasn't told anybody about Dark. Darksoul is scared of everything the moves and is very jumpy cat.
History:
Born into a Kitty pet home, Darksoul wasn't actually raised as one. At 3 moons old, he was abandon. Darksoul, then called Dark, was raised by She-cat who had lost her kits. After 4 moons, the She-cat was killed by a Monster, which left Darksoul friendless once again for about another moon, when he met another she-cat his age. He and the other she-cat became great lovers, soon mates at 13 moons. But, when the kits were born, and didn't look at all like him, he got her to say that they weren't his kits, but another toms. Darksoul was in full rage at the news. In pure rage, he hunted the other tom down. When he found him, he killed him. Slowly and painfully. Then, when he went back to his mate, he killed her and the kits. Darksoul was filled with so much rage and hate, he had not realized that he killed them to the next day. He was then, filled with horror that he was a killer, a murderer.
He walked on the streets for another 3 moons when he meant another tom. A loner from the forest. The loner told him about the wonderful life that the forest holds. Darksoul saw this as a perfect chance. To runaway, and never come back to the twoleg places ever again. He was going to use this chance to change his life. Not living in the forest for long, he ran to Nightclan, which he ended up joining. Though, Darksoul never told them his full history. He told him that he was born in a twolegs home, but wasn't raised by them. He wandered the streets his whole life. He offered full loyalty, and as much as he could offer. He would give his life for the clan. When they asked him why he wanted to join, he replied with, "I just want a home, a family, a place to be useful for." With that, they let him join.
Role Play Example:
Darksoul wondered the street. He needed to find a new home or at least a place to stay to pass the up coming rain. He wondered through each alley and street, finding nothing. Right when all hopes were lost, he spotted a beautiful she-cat. With a flick of her tail, he new to fallow her. She lead him over fences and on to a building. She walked until she got to an overhang and sat down inside. Darksoul new he seen her before. But where? He could think of it off hand. As he got inside, he sat down and gave his fur a quick lick.
"Thank you. I didn't know where else to go." he told her in his soft voice. He looked up at her.
"No need to thank me...." She said, "After all, you wont' be living anymore!" She hissed and raised her paw........
Darksoul jumped up, nearly screaming. Another nightmare. He always had them. They were different each time. And each time, he could never remember that she-cat, his old mate he had killed long ago. He licked his paw and swiped it over his face and ears. He looked around the den before he stood up and walked out side. I'm never going back to sleep tonght... He thought, waiting for a reply from Dark, his unknown voice in his head.
Not if you don't go and try again. Dark hissed sharply at him.
I have tried many times. It doesn't work.....
What? are you a quitter now to? Your a murderer, a killer, a quitter, a loser, and your pathetic. Dark hissed back
That is when Darksoul ignored Dark. He was use to him by now and thougth noting of it.
Other:
Breed of cat: Bengal Cat
Theme songs:
Animal I've Become - Three Days Grace
Riot - Three Days Grace
M.I.A - Avenged Sevenfold
A Quiet Mind - Blue October
Darksoul
Age:
20 moons (1 year and 8 Months)
Rank:
Warrior
Clan:
Nightclan
Physical Description:
i24.photobucket.com/albums/c44/87066/banglecat.jpg
Darksoul has a snow white pelt that is littered with tan-ish brown strips and spots all over. On his tail, he has many rings and leaves his tail black-tiped. On his neck, the spots and stripes are so faint, you can barely see them. On his face, he has long whiskers, small eyes and ears with a small pink nose. He doesn't have the best hearing, but he can see and smell really well. He has a long slender body with long slender legs. Darksoul was built for running, climbing and jumping. Though he has small paws, he has long sharp claws. In his jaws, he has long sharp teeth. Both his long claws and sharp teeth make it perfect for his killings. But the lack of muscle won't help him at all.
Personality:
Darksoul is a quiet cat. He rarely talks much because of his past. But, when he does talk, his voice is low, almost unbearable. He always has vicious nightmares of his killings and past. Darksoul also tends to stay alone, though, he does everything for his clan. He also is what most would say crazy. Which, in a way, he is. He heres and sees stuff that is not there and has a 'voice' in his head that he often talks to. The voice is known as "Dark" to him. He hasn't told anybody about Dark. Darksoul is scared of everything the moves and is very jumpy cat.
History:
Born into a Kitty pet home, Darksoul wasn't actually raised as one. At 3 moons old, he was abandon. Darksoul, then called Dark, was raised by She-cat who had lost her kits. After 4 moons, the She-cat was killed by a Monster, which left Darksoul friendless once again for about another moon, when he met another she-cat his age. He and the other she-cat became great lovers, soon mates at 13 moons. But, when the kits were born, and didn't look at all like him, he got her to say that they weren't his kits, but another toms. Darksoul was in full rage at the news. In pure rage, he hunted the other tom down. When he found him, he killed him. Slowly and painfully. Then, when he went back to his mate, he killed her and the kits. Darksoul was filled with so much rage and hate, he had not realized that he killed them to the next day. He was then, filled with horror that he was a killer, a murderer.
He walked on the streets for another 3 moons when he meant another tom. A loner from the forest. The loner told him about the wonderful life that the forest holds. Darksoul saw this as a perfect chance. To runaway, and never come back to the twoleg places ever again. He was going to use this chance to change his life. Not living in the forest for long, he ran to Nightclan, which he ended up joining. Though, Darksoul never told them his full history. He told him that he was born in a twolegs home, but wasn't raised by them. He wandered the streets his whole life. He offered full loyalty, and as much as he could offer. He would give his life for the clan. When they asked him why he wanted to join, he replied with, "I just want a home, a family, a place to be useful for." With that, they let him join.
Role Play Example:
Darksoul wondered the street. He needed to find a new home or at least a place to stay to pass the up coming rain. He wondered through each alley and street, finding nothing. Right when all hopes were lost, he spotted a beautiful she-cat. With a flick of her tail, he new to fallow her. She lead him over fences and on to a building. She walked until she got to an overhang and sat down inside. Darksoul new he seen her before. But where? He could think of it off hand. As he got inside, he sat down and gave his fur a quick lick.
"Thank you. I didn't know where else to go." he told her in his soft voice. He looked up at her.
"No need to thank me...." She said, "After all, you wont' be living anymore!" She hissed and raised her paw........
Darksoul jumped up, nearly screaming. Another nightmare. He always had them. They were different each time. And each time, he could never remember that she-cat, his old mate he had killed long ago. He licked his paw and swiped it over his face and ears. He looked around the den before he stood up and walked out side. I'm never going back to sleep tonght... He thought, waiting for a reply from Dark, his unknown voice in his head.
Not if you don't go and try again. Dark hissed sharply at him.
I have tried many times. It doesn't work.....
What? are you a quitter now to? Your a murderer, a killer, a quitter, a loser, and your pathetic. Dark hissed back
That is when Darksoul ignored Dark. He was use to him by now and thougth noting of it.
Other:
Breed of cat: Bengal Cat
Theme songs:
Animal I've Become - Three Days Grace
Riot - Three Days Grace
M.I.A - Avenged Sevenfold
A Quiet Mind - Blue October
