Plot Cat Auditions

[- A s M o D e U s -]

Well, we don't have many members, but I might as well start this up since it should add some appeal to the site. Now, these six are the ones mentioned in the prophecy. They'll be born in-game, Annddd! They're all reincarnations of cats from the books =D Three are from the Dark Forest, and three are from StarClan. I will be playing one, because one of my high positions will be -cough- removed -cough- Soo...

Dark Forest Cats

Brokenstar - Mountain where Rocks Break (Mountain) - Tribe - Me
Tigerstar - Shriek of the Dreaded Panther (Shriek) - Tribe
Hawkfrost - Falconfrost - MassacreClan

StarClan Cats
Crowfeather - Ravenwing - TransparentClan
Mistyfoot - Fogcloud - IgnitionClan
Firestar - Smoke-eyes - VictoryClan

Name's and clans debatable

[b]username;;[/b]
[b]cat wanted;;[/b]
[b]name/clan change;;[/b] only if wanted
[b]rp example;;[/b]

[Javu]

So playing one of these counts as a high position?

username;; javu
cat wanted;; Firestar/Smoke-eyes
name/clan change;; Well, shouldn't their names be the same as they were in the books? Like when Cinderheart reincarnated in Cinderkit/paw she had the same name: Cinder. So, if it's possible, I would like Smoke-eye's name to be Fireheart. EDIT: Name change from Fireheart to Lionheart?
rp example;; All sense were on high. His eyes were strained to the maximum with his veins pumping so hard he could hear them. His paws were sunk low as possible into the earth so that he could detect vibrations. His tail was low.

There! There was the rabbit. Fireheart flicked his whiskers, it was far enough away that he couldn't capture it in one bound. He quickly scanned the surroundings. Clear path forward. Open trees to the left. Ferns to the right. If he lunged at it, it would probably go to the right where he would have a harder time catching it. He closed his eyes and thought. If he sprang out, the creature would go right. One leap from him would get him close but not close enough. Second leap to the right, so he would be parallel to the creature. He would then spin quickly and trip the rabbit with his right front paw. As it was dazed and on the ground, he would take a bite at the neck.

Fireheart opened his eyes. He gathered his muscles and sprung once. Rabbit fled....right. Second leap the right. Spin. Trip. Execution.

Success.

[oblivion]

username;; echo
cat wanted;; Hawkfrost :: Falconfrost
name/clan change;; Brambleclaw! Lol jk. Eaglebane of Transparent Clan. I already RP a high-spot(deputy) in MassacreClan :\
rp example;; An alternate ending to the whole Brambleclaw/Hawkfrost prophecy ;D

A triumphant smirk spread across the tom's face, distorting his handsome features. Malicious delight gleamed in his pale blue eyes. They were as hard as chips of ice, showing no trace of regret at what he had just done, but pleasure. Just as expected, he was the victor, the better cat. Long, curved claws scraped the earth, leaving a thin trail of crimson, glistening wetly on the ground. The smell of blood hung in the air, most of which belonged to the cat that now lay sprawled before him. It had been a quick battle. He was hardly out of breath, and without even a scratch. Not even a bruise. He had expected a bit more from the other tom. Hadn't they both been visited by the legendary Tigerstar in dreams? Hadn't they both been taught the various tricks and battle techniques by the powerful leader? Their mighty father? Come to think of it, it was all rather disappointing almost.

Brambleclaw had proved to be a weakling, a fool, unable to even kill his helpless leader. Firestar was already being strangled to death in the fox trap. The gullible leader could have been removed from his position in a single strike, and then Brambleclaw would have been the leader. Bramblestar. To have turned away such a precious opportunity was ridiculous. Even though he himself belonged to RiverClan, he had done his brother--a ThunderClan cat--a favor, one that could have put the deputy in charge. One that had been refused. Brambleclaw deserved what was coming. What had came. Now, Hawkfrost looked down at the dying deputy, undisguised contempt written on his face. His victim, his brother, was laying on the ground, half in the water, half out. A large gash was in his throat, with blood flowing out. Hawkfrost crouched down, bringing his face up to the injured tabby's ear. "You are a soft-hearted fool, brother. I hope you enjoy StarClan."

With that, he grasped the limp body in his jaws, flinging it into the lake, turning the water red with blood. Now, he straightened, turning his attention to the trapped ginger cat. Firestar's green eyes met his own, blazing with an unreadable emotion. The RiverClan warrior looked back coolly. The ring was still tight around the ThunderClan leader's neck, and already his struggles were weakening. No need to kill him himself. The fox trap would do just fine. He was done here.

~~~~~

Icy blue eyes flew open, blinking hard in the dimness of the nursery. Instinctively, he unsheathed his claws, flexing them in the moss underfoot. Peering down at the sharp sickles of white ivory, he was glad to see that it was clean. Un-bloodied. He heaved a quiet sigh of relief, flopping back down into his nest. While most kits would probably have been horrified by this most recent dream, he had found that he didn't really give it much thought. There wasn't any point in fretting over it. He was just rather...surprised? No that wasn't it. Just that it was these type of dreams that seemed the most vivid, as though it was really happening, as though he had actually experienced it. The brown kit glanced around at the sleeping bodies, curled up around him, deeply asleep. What did they dream of? Ack, what did it matter what the other cats were dreaming?

Pushing aside his curiosity, he pondered this most recent "vision", for lack of a better word. They didn't scare him. They didn't exactly make him nervous or worried either. To tell the truth, it was rather exciting, those dreams. To be so strong and powerful. A warrior who could so easily take down any opponent. It was awe-inspiring. He could still remember the names, his dream self's thoughts. Firestar and Brambleclaw had been weak. If they were leader and deputy, how could they have been so easily defeated by a mere warrior? A warrior from a different clan? If that was true power, then he wanted it, too. It was all very puzzling, but the more he thought about it, the more he knew that his dream self was the cat he wanted to be. As this realization dawned on him, a smile spread slowly across his young features, a perfect replica of the cruel smirk of Hawkfrost.

[- A s M o D e U s -]

Yes, for now at least. If we need more high positions filled, I might change that ^^

Oh yeah! -forgot about that- But, she also became Cinderheart instead of Cinderpelt, so they'll have different suffixes.

[ashes]

username;; Ashes
cat wanted;; Crowfeather - Ravenwing
name/clan change;; None.
rp example;;

Ravenwing scented the air ahead of him, and smirked. It was the scent of a crow. He looked up into the trees, his yellow eyes narrowing on the big shape of the black bird. It was rare to catch one so far from the two-legs nests. His body low, he crawled forward on his belly. Making little sound as possible. As small as he was, he had a feeling he could catch it. His long legs letting him get closer without being seen.

He was under the great birds shadow now, and was ready to pounce. It didn't seem to have notice Ravenwing getting closer. He hunched up on his back legs, putting pressure on his front as well to help him leap upward. It cawed once. And that was all it took for Ravenwing to spring towards it, claws extended. He felt his claws sink past the birds feathers, and latched on. It flapped its wings hard, trying to escape from the small cats grip. Feathers became loose and falling all over the place. They hovered above the branches, Ravenwing making sure he could escape if need be. But he held on to it, he wasn't going to lose this one. He bit into it, as it flayed around, its talons scratching at his side.

It was finally starting to give up, getting tired. As soon as it calmed down, Ravenwing went for the kill. And mercifully broke its neck. He picked up his kill the best he could, dragging it back to camp. While dragging it, he hadn't noticed a crow feather sticking out of his black pelt.

[Essential Breakdown]

username;; essentialbreakdown
cat wanted;; Fogcloud
name/clan change;; Mistyfur
rp example;;
She shut her eyes. Sound and smell was enhanced instantly, even through the thick fog that surrounded her. It was silent, and a river sounded nearby. she felt tired, and much older then she really was. Her pelt was heavy with water vapor. Yet she reached through the fog. She fought through the sleepiness. She ignored the uncomfortable yet familiar feeling of water vapor clinging to her fur.

Her eyes snapped open and she trained her eyes forward, seeing a small shape scurry along the edge of the water. She would have to be careful. If she overshot this jump, she would fall into the water and, at the moment, it was flowing too strong for her to fight through.

Once she was absolutely sure that she wasn't overshooting anything, she pounced, biting quickly to kill it. She attempted to calm down, her breath coming short and ragged. Her paws were trained to the edge of the river, and she looked down. It was upsetting, and she felt lonely. She felt... homesick? Shaking her head, she turned to pick up the water vole and trot back to camp.

[Blizzardstar]

username;; lizzardtar
cat wanted;; Tigerstar - Shriek of the Dreaded Panther (Shriek)
name/clan change;; Rageflight - TransparentClan
rp example;;

The intense feeling of life draining from the large tom-cat hit him like he ran headfirst into a large boulder. He paused, hissing as he faltered backward, letting his only catch of prey run from under his paws. He looked confused for a moment, a distant look crossing his features. He felt like he had more than one life in his body, and they were being drained from him one by one...his body tried to fight it, and heal, but when one life would replace the last lost, that same one would suddenly be gone as well. Another warrior suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and slammed into him.

"Get a move on! We've got to get back to the camp!" the elder warrior snarled at him, lashing his tail, "I swear, always standing there with yor head in the clouds." the warrior muttered as he padded crossly away.

Rageflight looked up, looking rather disturbed. This wasn't the first time that this had happened...he had this feeling lie he'd done something terrible...when he knew for sure that hadn't been the case. He shook his head, and looked up at the sky. It was always the same memory...a cat that looked like him, laying on the ground in an unfamiliar territory. He was bleeding heavily, and everytime it seemed he would come back to life, he'd die again...nine times...until he finally stopped moving, and a flame-colored tom stepped forward, ushering a battle cry that could rip the world to shreds. The battled turned to that of a bloodbath, and soon the cry of "Scourge is dead!" filled the air. Rageflight would turn his head to look, and the blazing tom stood over the broken body of what seemed to have been Scourge. Wails of cats filled the air as many began to flee into the forest...out of sight completely...

And then he would be back in his territory again. He shook his head again, trying to clear the fear that made his pelt crawl. He turned and began to rush back towards the camp. He wasn't that cat! At least he didn't think he was...he really didn't want to be that cat...dieing nine times...never able to resist the pain of it, until he was gone completely...

[OOC:// this is a crap post...I just haven't much muse, but I really want this character. D: I guess it doesn't hurt to try.]