Unknown x Rogue {3/4}

[CheshireCat]

THis is the litter of Unknown Tom and Rogue. The litter will be opened to the public once certain details are figured out.

Name;; Unknown
Gender;; Tom
Short Desc;; A gray bicolor tom with green eyes.
Genotype;; BB dd Ss ww LL dmdm o Hma
Link to Bio;; None
Any Items Bought at Store;; Nada

Name;; Rogue
Gender;; She-Cat
Short Desc;; A long-furred black bicolor she-cat with yellow eyes.
Genotype;; BB DD Ss ww LL dmdm oo
Link to Bio;; None
Any Items Bought at Store;; Nada

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Birth Date July 19, 2011


Name;; Robin
Player;; ??
Gender;; She-Cat
Short Desc;; A black bicolor she-cat with yellow-green eyes.
Genotype;; Dd Ss lL Rfhigh Wblow Mlrumpy Hdfair Plxno


(Please ignore the sweater; the actual kitten was a perfect match)
Name;; Willow
Player;; Ace
Gender;; She-Cat
Short Desc;; A black bicolor she-cat with yellow eyes.
Genotype;; Dd sS lL Rfhigh Wblow Mlrumpy Hdfair Plxno


Name;; Salem
Player;; Ginger
Gender;; Tom
Short Desc;; A black tom with green eyes.
Genotype;; Dd lL Rfhigh Wblow Mlrumpy Hdfair Plxno


Name;; Jade
Player;; Cookie
Gender;; She-Cat
Short Desc;; A black van she-cat with green eyes.
Genotype;; Dd SS lL Rfhigh Wblow Mlrumpy Hdfair Plxno

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If you would like to adopt a kitten, here's what you need to do. Post a roleplay sample with a minimum of 3 paragraphs that portrays the personality you would give this character. Mirage will choose who adopts the kits.

[♦Ginger♦]

ohoh!! CanI have unnamed kit 3!!

[CheshireCat]

Please follow the instructions given by Mirage.

[♤Ace]

I would love to rp kitten #2. I would name her Rose and make her personality bubbly and optimistic, maybe even an airhead. Here is my sample;

Rose pranced out of the make-shift den her mother had found for her family of feline nomads. They were always on the run, never staying in one place for more than a few weeks, but Rose always found the positive in it. She got to see the scenery, experience different parts of the world, meet new cats and creatures alike, and learn not to become too attached to one place. Rose had missed certain rest stops along the way, but she always returned to the trail with a skip in her step and a smile on her face.

Rose swatted her brother playfully as she moved past him. He seemed to be dreaming peacefully before her twitching tail grazed his nose, making him sneeze. Rose giggled as he flashed her an annoyed look before swatting at her tail. Rose quickly jumped out of the way, her eyes sparkling, and crouched down, daring her brother to pounce. He caught her glance and launched himself into the air, but not before she side-stepped out of the way, leaving him with a mouthful of dirt. He glared at her, but she just laughed obnoxiously, not fully knowing that she was being annoying.

Her brother growled at Rose, and she chuckled, Oh so now you're a big bad forest cat! Well I am too! She laughed and growled playfully as she pretended to be menacing and evil. I am the big bad leader of the forest cats! I'm going to attack you filthy loners! Mwahahahaha! Rose tried to laugh evilly (she really did), but it ended up turning into a full-on guffaw. She rolled around on the ground, laughing at her own joke as her brother looked on irritatedly.

[♦Ginger♦]

Sorry. I was in a hurry that day. See it was June 10..... I was cooking, cleaning, getting yelled at, and packing for family reunion... So umm sorry. Let me try this again.

I would like to try out for Kitten #3{naming him Batsy after Batman no really his black fur.} He looked to me a kitten of maturity, insecurity, more shy then outgoing, he is most definitely isn't going to be standing out and giving a speech. I'm thinking I should make him a tad rebellious and wanting to always break free but don't know how. He will probably be very adventurous and wanting to be that of loner. However feels he needs to protect his sisters. Maybe as time passes he will get sick and tired of his sister and meaning of wanting to leave. Maybe he could get caught up in Monster's plans. Like most of my poor kitties.

Batsy looked around suddenly noticing how quiet it had became. His heart rate seemed to have picked up sensing the fear that had suddenly built up. Both of his sisters laid on the ground as if in pain. Two large toms stood there looking menacing making him wish to run away. He looked over to his last sister standing near by. He realized they were all he had. He suddenly felt the need to protect them. To love them for each of who they were. He felt his claws escape and his body brace itself. He charged with everything he had at the toms.

One tom near by suddenly started laughing at his pathetic smallness. He began to wonder why he bothered attacking. With his heart pacing as it was he forgot and focused on the move. The tom that he was charging at instantly changed position in a move he had never saw and grabbed him by the back of his neck. He was instantly picked up. For a split second that felt moons he stared below as he raised. Suddenly he was tossed aside as if he was nothing. He landed on the ground. Beath running form his lungs. His body ached from the sudden fall. He felt everything slowly go down. His last standing sister stood all by herself. Being slowly approached by the now laughing tom who sounded crazy. Batsy could not believe what was happening. He screamed out his sister name. Though the scream never left his mouth and was quickly lost in a wheezing of coughing. Suddenly as if that last scream took everything form him the blackness overwhelmed and stole his vision. He was out for knows how long.


He later rewoken in what seemed a wet damp smelly area. He didn't open his eyes. His heart was pacing too much. His mind filled of how much of a failure he was. He hated it. He hated how small and pathetic he was. This hate quickly turned to despair of the need to find escape. To help his sisters. To rescue them. He was the tom of the family. It was his life. His eyes flashed open to see a dirty rocky ground beneath him. He struggled to pick himself up. His fur covered in whatever it was that decorated the moist area. His body was wabbly and he instantly fell into a puddle of dirty water. His mind wondered where the sun was. Where the stars were. Where he was.

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[• • | C o o k i e{THINKimBACK}]

Oooh I like kitten number four! She's so cute. ^.^ Lemme try this out. =)

Oops. I got carried away while typing, so you'll have to deal with four paragraphs. I'm not good at spacing. <3

Also, a main summary of her personality: Cookie is very mischievous, but she gets attached to things easily. Once she loves something, it is hard for her to leave it at first. In fact, sometimes she will run off if she has to to stay with whatever she loves. However, her love doesn't stay too long. You may be her current interest, and she may say that she will do anything and everything for you, but the truth is is that she will probably leave you when you start to bore her. She is an amazingly fast runner, but her love for exploring and being curious gets her into trouble a lot. She doesn't know when to keep her mouth shut, and will look you in the eye and tell you the truth. However, if she shows that she cares about you, you don't want to leave her side. She will say she is your friend, but then you will just have to watch her tell another cat the exact same thing she told you. She's a heart-breaker but when she stares at you with those soulful green eyes, you learn to forgive and forget quite easily. She spins a web of lies around her, but keeps up with them quite easily as if they are her own little world.

The little black and white she-cat stared hard at the long, black thing in front of her. She licked her lips, ready to pounce. She knew that she might get into trouble, but at the moment she was having too much fun. Cookie waited for a moment, willing it to move. She was always quite patient, but very playful. Which was why she always got into trouble- especially on days like today. She blinked her green eyes to keep them from getting dry, but other than that, she was as still as a snake ready to grab a mouse. As the black object twitched, her instincts took over. She let out a mrowww as she used her hind legs to lift her up into the air. Cookie sailed across the grass and right onto the object, where she smiled mischievously. “Gotcha,” she purred loudly. The thing moved again, but quickly out of her grasp.

The cat that it belonged to stared at her, shaking its head. Realizing that pouncing on other cat’s tails wasn’t such a good idea, she thought to herself, Uh-oh, before quickly jumping away. Her littermate was hard on her paws as she ran, ducking under the long leaves from the bushes around her. “You’ll never catch me,” she taunted, boasting about how fast she could run. But she had always run that fast. It was just what she was good at. Quickening her pace so she wouldn’t be caught, Cookie flew around the bushes, tiring out her littermate quickly. As she slowed down, the she-cat panted. She needed something to drink, and fast. Running tired her out if she did it for too long. Glancing around her, she suddenly stopped. Cookie tumbled head-over-heels until she landed with a SPLASH at the bank of a creek. She shook a bit of water off of one ear and looked about, curious.

Like always, she wanted to know more about where she was. Even though she was the fastest runner out of her litter, she most definitely wasn’t the smartest. This was how she was landed into predicaments that she often couldn’t get herself out of alone. However, Cookie soon became bored with wondering, and decided to do more doing. She was going to explore. So picking herself up off the ground and giving herself a good shake, she showed no fear and walked straight down the bank of the creek until her paws were in the slow-moving water. Something shimmery caught her eye, and she watched as an elegant shape jumped from the water up into the air, then landed back down again. Cookie’s eyes gleamed.

She watched in awe as another one copied the movement. As she picked up a paw to prod the water, a hiss sent her flying back to the top of the bank. A sharp voice meowed, “What do you think you’re doing here?” Cookie slowly lifter her brilliant green gaze towards the other side of the creek to see two cats staring at her. Their fur was sticking up as if they were threatened by her. She was only a kitten. However, two big cats and one little one weren’t good odds. As she tried to find words to decide what to say, the bigger one moved closer to her. She opened her eyes wide and began to back away slowly.

[CheshireCat]

I'll contact Mirage to let her know that she has 3 applications to look at!

[• • | C o o k i e{THINKimBACK}]

Yay! =)

[Mirage}}]

Cookie -

You will have kitten number 4! Congrats! I love her personality! You really caught my attention when I was reading and I really think you will go far with playing this kit. Thank you so much for trying out! Congrats again and cant wait to post with you when it is time for them to come out into the world.

Concerns I have:

Kit number 1 is still up for grabs and haven't seen a post for it yet, not to concerned but I would like it if she could get taken if not I'll see what I can do.

[♦Ginger♦]

Um Mirage does mine seem okay. Or do you want me to just go ahead and make my own character who has their own past and etc? That will end up joining the kittens later on.

[Mirage}}]

Yes, ginger you have kit number.....3. sorry had to remember who you went for lol

[♦Ginger♦]

Wohoo!! I got Batsy! Do I go make the bio?

[Mirage}}]

I would wait and ask Chess....

[CheshireCat]

Yes. Yes you would Ginger.

//ACE HERE!!! Can you look at mine??

[Mirage}}]

Ace yes you get that kit.

Also I will be naming the kits and when you go and make the bio I would like for you to put these names.

Kit number 1 - Robin
kit number 2 - Willow
Kit number 3 - Salem
Kit number 4 - Jade