Post by EmberGlow on Oct 9, 2008 19:01:12 GMT -5
Name: DeadRhymes (Rhymes)
Gender: Tom
Age: 17 Moons
General Appearance: His glossy fur is thick from the cold of the tunnels at the Caverns, which shows off how underweight he is. He's lean, athletic-looking tom, with some muscle mass, just enough to appear like the average fighter. But one thing a cat would always remember about him is his beauty. He is incredibly handsome and cool, and at first look seems like someone very popular. He has huge raptor-like claws on his big paws and long fangs. His ears are long but not wide, like a fox's, and he has a pointy muzzle, with high and sharp cheek bones.
Pelt Color: Night black with an unusual glint of silver when his fur ruffles the wrong way, as if there was a second layer.
Eye Color: Startling silver eyes, bright than the moon's. It shines all the time, even in the day light, and reflects any kind of light. Exactly like a silver mirror.
Rank: X-Rogue, a Warrior.
History: Born to Death'sBreath, a very popular assassin. His father was Gill, but he never shown up nor shown any interest in the fact that Rhymes existed. He grew up quite popular at the rogues, being who every tom wanted to be and every she-cat wanted. He seemed to have everything anyone could possibly want. But he didn't. He always felt hollow, as if he wasn't where he belonged. He had so many friends, but none understood him. Once he woke up angry, and stalked away to the Forest of Love without thinking where he was going, just to be alone for once. But instead he met someone that will always change his life, the she-cat of his dreams. IronyPaw was mute, a daughter of the great but dead VampireBat. Falling in love with her quickly, he wanted to help with her own problems, his own becoming insignificant. He followed her to SpectrumClan, where the crazy idea of joining and living the rest of his life by IronyPaw's side hit him...
Marks/Scars: A couple or ordinary scars from the many fights he started just for fun with the toughest tom in the Caverns.
LightScripter Potential~~~
~Gatherer: 1
~LightMaker: 1
~Scripting: 1
(Yes, he sucks big time at all those stuffs.)
<3: A clear night; the scent of rain; IronyPaw; SpectrumClan; the colors silver and black; eerie music with a good beat.
</3: Cats who judge others without taking the time to know them first; the heat of a warm summer day; war, battles...; BlackStar; berries.
Kin:
Parents: Death'sBreath(Death) & Gill
Grandparents: Spice & SilverFang, Malice & Axl
Aunts & Uncles: Demise, Mango, Clementine, Immortality, Devastation, Starvation, Crystal, Frolic, SecretWaters FairWood, HailStorm, IceBreath, Rover, & Twila
Half-Siblings: Freedom, Plague, Blades, Bullet, Starvation & Corruption (I dunno Gill's kits...)
Great-Grandparents: Axle, Sugar, AzureSky, & Zarza
Great-Great-Grandparents: Roi, BlushFlower(dead), WindyHeart, IcyBreeze, Illusion, & MaskedEmotion
Others: See the Axle's Family.
Other: Rhymes' kewl and sort of gangster-ish sometimes. He gets along with other cats very easily, like breathing. Completely loves music. He hates war and battles, though doesn't mind a good fight just for the fun of it, sort of like competitions. He is always very calm, except when he seriously gets annoyed / loose his temper. His love is torn between IronyPaw and his family..
Picture:
Song: Hands Held High by Linkin Park
Gender: Tom
Age: 17 Moons
General Appearance: His glossy fur is thick from the cold of the tunnels at the Caverns, which shows off how underweight he is. He's lean, athletic-looking tom, with some muscle mass, just enough to appear like the average fighter. But one thing a cat would always remember about him is his beauty. He is incredibly handsome and cool, and at first look seems like someone very popular. He has huge raptor-like claws on his big paws and long fangs. His ears are long but not wide, like a fox's, and he has a pointy muzzle, with high and sharp cheek bones.
Pelt Color: Night black with an unusual glint of silver when his fur ruffles the wrong way, as if there was a second layer.
Eye Color: Startling silver eyes, bright than the moon's. It shines all the time, even in the day light, and reflects any kind of light. Exactly like a silver mirror.
Rank: X-Rogue, a Warrior.
History: Born to Death'sBreath, a very popular assassin. His father was Gill, but he never shown up nor shown any interest in the fact that Rhymes existed. He grew up quite popular at the rogues, being who every tom wanted to be and every she-cat wanted. He seemed to have everything anyone could possibly want. But he didn't. He always felt hollow, as if he wasn't where he belonged. He had so many friends, but none understood him. Once he woke up angry, and stalked away to the Forest of Love without thinking where he was going, just to be alone for once. But instead he met someone that will always change his life, the she-cat of his dreams. IronyPaw was mute, a daughter of the great but dead VampireBat. Falling in love with her quickly, he wanted to help with her own problems, his own becoming insignificant. He followed her to SpectrumClan, where the crazy idea of joining and living the rest of his life by IronyPaw's side hit him...
Marks/Scars: A couple or ordinary scars from the many fights he started just for fun with the toughest tom in the Caverns.
LightScripter Potential~~~
~Gatherer: 1
~LightMaker: 1
~Scripting: 1
(Yes, he sucks big time at all those stuffs.)
<3: A clear night; the scent of rain; IronyPaw; SpectrumClan; the colors silver and black; eerie music with a good beat.
</3: Cats who judge others without taking the time to know them first; the heat of a warm summer day; war, battles...; BlackStar; berries.
Kin:
Parents: Death'sBreath(Death) & Gill
Grandparents: Spice & SilverFang, Malice & Axl
Aunts & Uncles: Demise, Mango, Clementine, Immortality, Devastation, Starvation, Crystal, Frolic, SecretWaters FairWood, HailStorm, IceBreath, Rover, & Twila
Half-Siblings: Freedom, Plague, Blades, Bullet, Starvation & Corruption (I dunno Gill's kits...)
Great-Grandparents: Axle, Sugar, AzureSky, & Zarza
Great-Great-Grandparents: Roi, BlushFlower(dead), WindyHeart, IcyBreeze, Illusion, & MaskedEmotion
Others: See the Axle's Family.
Other: Rhymes' kewl and sort of gangster-ish sometimes. He gets along with other cats very easily, like breathing. Completely loves music. He hates war and battles, though doesn't mind a good fight just for the fun of it, sort of like competitions. He is always very calm, except when he seriously gets annoyed / loose his temper. His love is torn between IronyPaw and his family..
Picture:
Song: Hands Held High by Linkin Park
