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Post by sɴᴏᴏᴢɪɴɢғᴇʟɪɴᴇ🌸 on Aug 12, 2016 23:49:09 GMT -5
(( Aw thanks Dolce uwu
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Post by Soαrιɴɢ Bloѕѕoмѕ ✿ on Aug 12, 2016 23:52:41 GMT -5
( Hey fellow FE & Arc V fans ;v; )
( Have you seen the recent episode of ArcV? It legit made me almost tear up, it was so well-done and my poor bbys Yugo & Rin ahhh )
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Post by Deleted on Aug 12, 2016 23:58:13 GMT -5
( Omg fellow YGO fans and FE fans. Not to get off-topic but Dolce I love your avatar (again lol) Nils is awesome except he's... a bard...
And both of you guys watch YGO ARC-V yeees. Was anyone else sketched out by the fact that Academia had Yuri (and Selena, but eh saw that coming) in some sort of database in the latest episode? Just me? )
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Post by Soαrιɴɢ Bloѕѕoмѕ ✿ on Aug 13, 2016 0:02:59 GMT -5
( I'm more or less sobbing over the fact that Academia has all four Bracelet girls and 3/4 of them are being controls by Dr. Creepo. But I guess I need to thank him for Sadistic!Rin, which is always fun to see. Though I really just want her and Yugo to reunite happily and live happily ever after. ;==; Poor Yuya is probably gonna have to duel Yuzu. Though I honestly want to see what the Professor's project is going to do. )
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Post by Deleted on Aug 13, 2016 0:16:04 GMT -5
{ i'm not sure if i should join, because i'm not an anime fan, and i don't know as much about japanese culture as other people :/ }
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Post by Erιѕ Alvα on Aug 13, 2016 0:18:38 GMT -5
❀ Cat's Name - Hatsumomo “Momo”
❀ Rank - Minarai
❀ Age - 13 Human Years
❀ Description - The mixture of Japanese Bobtail and Balinese has made this she-cat particularly beautiful. Her fur is silky cream and medium-furred, with a dainty bobbed tail. Her tail and part of her rump is spotted with black and orange, near-solidly. Her ears and the bridge of her nose are creamy ginger. Finally, Momo has striking, very pretty deep blue eyes; like blue sapphire marble. With said beauty comes vanity. Momo holds herself very proudly and knows she is pretty--to the sight anyway.
❀ Personality - "Momo" or "Momo-chan" as she is affectionally called, is gorgeous on the outside, but inside she is vain, selfish, and petty. She can save face and be quite cooly kind and passive-aggressive when she needs to be (like around the higher-ranking) but normally she has a biting and jesting tongue. Perhaps when she gets older she will be put in her place, but as of now it is quite easy to swell her head.
❀ Crush/Mate - None at the moment.
❀ Other - Has a superiority complex, for her father (now dead) coddled her and over-indulged her. Also has a temper.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 13, 2016 0:20:48 GMT -5
{ i'm not sure if i should join, because i'm not an anime fan, and i don't know as much about japanese culture as other people :/ }
Also yeah, I'm really curious about the Bracelet Girls and Leo's plan overall. I'm not a fan of them being damsels in distresses though tbh, but eh can't ask for much from YGO female protags. ) |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 13, 2016 0:23:42 GMT -5
{ ah, okay. is this more inspired by traditional japanese culture or anime ? }
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Post by Deleted on Aug 13, 2016 0:27:22 GMT -5
( I'm not the maker so I can't speak for her, but I think based off what I read that it is more based off the culture since it involves Shinto gods and the Bushido Code. Tbh I don't even think anime is related to this clan - but it is appealing to people like me that like anime so we join it )
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Post by Erιѕ Alvα on Aug 13, 2016 0:31:26 GMT -5
(I mean... there's a lot more to Japan than Anime.  I hope to go there after my college~) |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 13, 2016 0:41:13 GMT -5
{ exactly c: i was just wondering if it had any anime influences at all }
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Post by Deleted on Aug 13, 2016 1:58:33 GMT -5
{ also, hey moon ! }
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Post by Deleted on Aug 13, 2016 3:28:26 GMT -5
{ bump }
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Aug 13, 2016 7:43:52 GMT -5
❀ -- cappricio, Dolce, Sakubi, Eris; Welcome To SakuraClan!
( All of your forms look perfect, and I'll add them as soon as I can get on a computer. c: )
@ kenshin & dawnmoss - ( Take your time, Dawn! )
( And omg, your icon is amazing, Kenshin! <33 )
@ bracken - ( Hm... I believe I do. I'll have to repost them for you. )
@ snooze - ( Ah, I was going to RP the healer's novice. ;v; I'm sorry! )
@ winterlynx - ( Hi, love! c:
This Clan is more based on traditional Japanese culture, not so much anime. But you don't need to know much about feudal Japan for this, though. You'll learn as the RP progresses. <3 )
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Post by Deleted on Aug 13, 2016 7:52:24 GMT -5
{ ah okay !! it's very well done, so i may join c: }
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Aug 13, 2016 8:05:21 GMT -5
( Thank you! Oh, but of course you can! ^u^ )
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Aug 13, 2016 8:14:04 GMT -5
( Okay, so I think I've got everyone's kitties in the allegiances and member tracker. But can you all check over them to see if I got everything? If you're missing a cat, or if you don't see your name/characters on the roster, please tell me so I can fix it for you! ;;0;; )
( We'll start roleplaying in just a little bit; I want to give time to the people who haven't finished their forms yet. )
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Post by Soαrιɴɢ Bloѕѕoмѕ ✿ on Aug 13, 2016 12:08:30 GMT -5
( Looks great! The only small thing is that you seemed to accidentally have placed Ao as a samurai instead of a minarai and Akane doesn't have a name above her description. Also, I'm not sure about this one so feel free to correct me, but wouldn't Haru's crush on Izumi be listed under relationships as well? Though I could be wrong about that. )
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Aug 13, 2016 13:15:41 GMT -5
( Okay, Sakubi. They should be fixed! )
(Yeah, the coding makes random spaces like that sometimes; I hate it. >.< )
(Let me post the starters now~ They're kind of long, so just bear with me! ;7; )
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Aug 13, 2016 13:47:21 GMT -5
Oda Clan Camp, Nobunaga's Temple | Early Dawn
"My lord! I bring news for you."
The lithe shape of a yellow Siamese slunk carefully across the floors of the temple, his treads making almost no noise on the tatami mats.
As he bowed down low, head and body nearly touching said floors, only his ears stayed erect as they listened to whatever this...lord had to say to his announcement. The place was very silent for a few long and intimidating moments.
Then came the reply. The voice was low, imposing, but with a hint of smooth charm. "News...? I do hope it is good."
As his ears, discerned the ultimate reply, the Siamese slowly raised his head in a sort of practiced manner, as if doing it any other way would get him killed right on the spot. Just as slowly and steadily, his face rose to meet the daimyo's - but the only difference was that that Siamese was wearing a fox mask to hide his facial features. "Oh, it is good, my lord. It may aid in our endeavors to claim Japan as our own, as your ambition states..." Another pause, and then the daimyo spoke again. His figure was hidden in the shadows of the candle-light room.
"Go on."
The Siamese stood us as slowly as he had bowed. "The Clan of the Bamboo Grove is planning a festival. I heard that it is called the 'sakura matsuri'...or something of the sort. They say that it takes the cats three days to prepare for such an event, and only on the fourth day will they release the festivities." He looked up. "I think it gives us enough time to attack, Lord Nobunaga. We could launch an invasion at early, early dawn, and take their land as well."
There was yet another moment of silence before the warlord - the one and only Lord Nobunaga - emerged from the shadows from where he sat. Upon first glance, once would know exactly why he was titled 'The Demon King'. A pair of sharp yellow-red eyes leaned forwards, as if to analyze the Siamese's every detail. The cat, muscular and very tall, was adorned in black-and-white 'tuxedo' markings, white paws, and a bobbed tail. A flowing red cape trailed over his back and a spiked ponytail rested at the back of his head.
Even though the Siamese had seen his lord many times before, his authoritative stance always made him step back a bit.
Nobunaga was silent once more, deeply contemplating the messenger's suggestion, before a small smile grazed his muzzle. "Hm...Very well. Take your ninja squad and spy on them for a little while longer, Tatsuya. We will land an attack on the day of their...festivities." He turned away, malice glinting in his glowing eyes. "Besides; I have some business with her I need to attend to, at any rate." Slinking back into the shadows, Nobunaga flick an ear, an indication for him to leave.
The ninja, Tatsuya, dipped his head, and, without another word, he climbed out to the nearby balcony and leaped off the edge. Like lightning, the Siamese jumped and dipped through the trees just as the sun began to peek over the horizon.
. . .
Lady Akiko || Daimyo's Temple, Camp
The gentle rise and fall of a lithe chest was interrupted by the small yawn that escaped from Lady Akiko. The female daimyo was awakening from another night of surprisingly phlegmatic sleep - she'd been up all night cogitating about the upcoming sakura matsuri, so she was much grateful for a simple rest. From inside her den - which, ironically, was a small temple - natural sunlight filtered through the cracked-open folding screen. Little pink petals flew into the small slit, landing on the cerise carpeting without a sound.
Akiko stretched the length of her body slowly, claws gripping the floor boards while her spotted tail curled in motion with her spine. With a shake of her head and a twitch of her brown ears, she slowly weaved her way out of the door, narrowing her pupils into paper-thin slits as the bright morning sun hit them. As she stepped down the tiny flight of stairs, she kept her cadmium-shaded irises straight ahead, analyzing nothing but the bright green grass underpaw.
An air of authoritative grandeur was beginning to show with each dainty step she took. Even the very motion of her figure was deemed as regal. She was very proud to be leader, and she acted like it as well. She ruled over her Clan with a watchful, cold eye.
Spotting a certain peach tree over to the far right of the camp, Akiko slowly made her way over to the perennial, paying no heed to the fearful glances and respectful bows she was receiving from every cat she passed. The female knew the effect she had on her cats; it all came down to her constantly indifferent expression and body posture. The thew in her limbs twitched, and with a strong bunch of her legs, she clawed her way up the tree to a certain branch that she deemed as 'high enough'. As she settled down in the shield of peach blossoms, her frosty orange eyes were fixed over her clan, never wavering as she scrutinized and examined her cats silently from the altitudinous perch.
Hanako || Clearing
As the sky slowly gave birth to daily life, with dawn beginning to paint the firmament with pastel colors of pink and red and orange, a little ball of snowy white fur could be seen sauntering lazily into the heart of the camp. Hanako's expression was one of sleepiness - she was never ready to wake up before her body told her to. But this time, she woke up rather early, for some odd reason.
Although she felt drained at the moment, she was actually very excited to get out of the Nursery for once. The newly-made apprentice had dreamed of it for years; finally receiving her very own mentor and starting her path on mastering the ways of the samurai.
Thoughts ran through her head, almost making her loose her balance in her languid state. I wonder who my mentor's gonna be. Hopefully Akiko-sama will give me a good one! Too bad I'm not 14 yet... At that very thought, her baby blue orbs spotted the daimyo relaxing in a peach tree, and she frantically waved at the majestic female with a little paw. She only received back a fraction of a nod from the leader.
Settling down on the grassy terra firma, Hanako sighed and stretched her little legs, looking forwards to the new busy day ahead.
Kai and Hayakawa || Clearing
Kai, lesser known as 'Kaihime' by her full name, was known as a she-cat who wasn't one to mess around with, especially in battle. She was mockingly called a "Bear" by most of the cats in the Clan, seeing as she had a barbaric and tomboyish attitude to match.
Here she was, practicing with her adoptive sister, Hayakawa, near the apprentice's den. Both she-cat's were instilled with strict training from their former clan, the Hōjō, and were very skilled skilled fighters. Kai used strong, hard maneuvers. Hayakwa's attacks were more graceful, almost dance-like, with twists and jumps. The two were like fire and ice, and they fought together in unison, like an army. However, the little "battle" didn't last long; with a rough push, Kai had Hayakawa pinned within minutes.
"You win, Kai," the Angora mewed with a gentle smile and a small sigh.
Kai just grinned and helped her up. "You'll get better, m'lady," she replied assuredly. "I know you can do it."
Hayakwa bumped her head against the Burmese she-cat's shoulder in a silent thanks before settling down a little. The dainty molly looked at her sister with longing. I wish to be a strong samurai, like Kai... I want to protect my father and my Clans however I can.
Kakashi || Camp, Entrance
The chief samurai was padding back into the spacious camp, having just came back from viewing the sunrise at Ankoku Temple. He slept in for the majority of the morning once again and didn't wake until late dawn. Taking his sweet time with his languid movements, Kakashi paused to look up at the frost melting off of the trees. Minuscule pink petals fluttered in the slight zephyr, reflecting in his sharp red irises.
Spring is coming...
A sigh escaped his lips as he continued his little trip into camp, passing underneath the bright red torii gate that marked the entrance. It was fairly quiet, save for the cats who were grooming one another and chit-chatting amongst themselves. But Kakashi didn't mind, as long as he could take his time like he always did.
Arata and Daisuke || Samurai's Den
"Oi. Rise and shine, pretty boy."
The low, grating sound produced from a nearby cat's larynx rattled Arata from his dozing. The very first thing he was welcomed with was a gigantic paw pressing firmly on his side. Oh. It was none other than Daisuke, his...er, "frenemy". Dawn was, undoubtedly, not Arata's preferred time of day, but Daisuke was the complete opposite. 'The early bird gets the worm' was his philosophy, and he took it rather seriously in terms of waking up his clanmates. The large black tom furrowed his brow and peered at the skinny tom with an expectant gaze. "We've got a big day today, you know," he grumbled.
"Tch... What the heck are trying to do, smother my ribs?" Arata's yellow-flecked blue orbs held annoyance, yet a sliver of amusement sparkled behind that sentiment. The two were the best of friends, they just acted like they hated each other's guts.
"I'm going to if you don't get your prissy tail out of bed. Spring is coming, and we need to get ready for the Cherry Blossom Festival," he explained, impatience lacing his voice. "It's the first day."
One would expected him to grudgingly agree to the tom's request, but Arata being Arata, he just grumbled and rolled over. A barbed tongue slid over short, dark red pelage has the narcissistic tom promptly began grooming himself as his eyed his unkempt mahogany fur. "I simply cannot go out looking like such a wreck..." This finesse grooming session only lasted for a few moments before Daisuke started growling.
It took only a couple of minutes for the two toms to start yowling at one another.
"You'd better get your stuck-up little head out of this den right now!"
"You're not my Mother! I can stay in here for as long as I want."
"Not on my watch, you narcissistic little creep."
"Watch me all you want, Mr. Angry-Face! You're not gonna - Ouch! Let go of my tail this instant!"
"Never - not...until...you get your...lazy tail...outside!"
"Shut up!"
"You shut up!"
The two...immature samurai didn't care about the various looks they were receiving - they were too caught up in their bickering to notice anyway.
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Aug 13, 2016 13:51:49 GMT -5
( There they are~ We can start the RP. c:
In unrelated news, I'm adding an age guide so that people know what age their cats are supposed to be.
Once an apprentice becomes 14, they are made into samurai. )
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Aug 13, 2016 14:11:27 GMT -5
( They're so long, I'm sowweh~ ;o; I've got high muse today, hehe.
Yep, just put it up! I'm sure that'll make it easier. And of course! I'll change her age for you. c: )
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Post by Soαrιɴɢ Bloѕѕoмѕ ✿ on Aug 13, 2016 14:34:20 GMT -5
Akane & Ao
Her blue gaze narrowing, the young she-cat slowly crept towards Hanako, her paws sliding almost effortlessly along the soft earth. Suddenly with no warning, Akane leapt upon the pretty, white she-cat, her playfully act causing the two to tumble around a bit. "Hana-chan!" she squealed, excited about being able to play with someone so soon after emerging from her soft, resting slumber. "Good morning!" Akane greeted, jumping off from her playful target, and onto her black paws. Her dark blue gaze shimmered in her unnatural morning enthusiasm that probably stemmed from her bottomless pit of energy. "What're you planning on doing today?" she asked inquisiively. "Do you know your mentor's gonna be yet? Do you?"
"Stop bothering her, petal for brains," another voice called from behind, and Akane turned to see her serious, slightly grumpy, brother Ao, coming forth, his blue eyes narrowed with obvious irritation. "You're clearly bothering her, which though normal for you, isn't what Hanako wants to deal with this early on," he growled, swatting his sister's ear with the tip of his slender black tail. Padding over to the toppled over white she-cat, the tom offered a paw. "Sorry for my stupid littermate's actions. Do you need any help?" Although his words seemed inviting, the tom's monotone tone and his emotion-void blue gaze contradicted them.
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Post by Mᴏᴏɴ - - on Aug 13, 2016 14:42:02 GMT -5
"I'm John Laurens in the place to be!" OOC~ Moon, do you have my kitties? Sorry if I sound impatient! Roleplay- "Lafayette!" ~Hamilton
Which roleplay? SakuraClan or Freedom Fighters? :0 )Akane & AoHer blue gaze narrowing, the young she-cat slowly crept towards Hanako, her paws sliding almost effortlessly along the soft earth. Suddenly with no warning, Akane leapt upon the pretty, white she-cat, her playfully act causing the two to tumble around a bit. "Hana-chan!" she squealed, excited about being able to play with someone so soon after emerging from her soft, resting slumber. "Good morning!" Akane greeted, jumping off from her playful target, and onto her black paws. Her dark blue gaze shimmered in her unnatural morning enthusiasm that probably stemmed from her bottomless pit of energy. "What're you planning on doing today?" she asked inquisiively. "Do you know your mentor's gonna be yet? Do you?"
"Stop bothering her, petal for brains," another voice called from behind, and Akane turned to see her serious, slightly grumpy, brother Ao, coming forth, his blue eyes narrowed with obvious irritation. "You're clearly bothering her, which though normal for you, isn't what Hanako wants to deal with this early on," he growled, swatting his sister's ear with the tip of his slender black tail. Padding over to the toppled over white she-cat, the tom offered a paw. "Sorry for my stupid littermate's actions. Do you need any help?" Although his words seemed inviting, the tom's monotone tone and his emotion-void blue gaze contradicted them.
"Ah!"
Obviously not expecting the ambush, Hanako was tossed down into the grass, rolling around like a rock tumbling down a mountain. Shaking her dizzy head, she looked up to see her friend, Akane, standing over her. Immediately a wide smile spread across her face. She was just about to answer the red molly's excited question when a paw was outstretched to her.
"Oh. Ao-kun." She took Ao's paw in her's and heaved herself up, shaking out her fluffy fur, which had been covered in tiny blades of spring grass. She flattened her ears, smiling sheepishly. She never really felt comfortable around Ao's intimating aura. "Ehe, thank you. I-I'm alright."
Eyes trailing back to Akane, hers ears perked up. "Hnn...I dunno. I wonder if it's Kakashi-san or Shun-san. Oh, or maybe one of the younger samurai!" |
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Post by Soαrιɴɢ Bloѕѕoмѕ ✿ on Aug 13, 2016 15:03:44 GMT -5
Akane & Ao
"Ehh, I don't know about Shun, but I wouldn't mind having Kakashi as a mentor," Akane mused, waving her fluffy black tail as she dreamed about getting her mentor soon. "Shun seems like he'd scold me for every little thing," she pouted, her deep blue eyes narrowing with annoyance at an event that was yet to happen, regardless of how likely it would be.
"That's Kakashi-san and Shun-san, to you," Ao hissed, cuffing his siamese littermate across her pointed black ear, his own blue eyes narrowing in frustration. "Honestly, I'm surprising they'd let an uncouth she-cat like Akane even get this far. Anyways, Hanako, do you have any idea when we'll be assigned our mentors? As...fun...as it is kit-sitting immature apprentices like Akane, I'd love to get out there and get working on my skills." Ao's tail twitched as he began to mentally take note on areas he'd like to focus on once training commenced. I'd like to focus on combat training, if possible... he thought, sinking further away from reality as his mind was filled with regimens and schedules.
Bored of her brother's constantly bossing around, Akane rolled her eyes, and turned back to her friend. "You're so polite Hana-chan, I'm sure that any samurai would be lucky to get you for an apprentice!" Akane purred, her blue eyes shimmering.
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I hope to go there after my college~)
