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[BlackadderKat]

B E L O W
T H E
R A D A R

It's 2025 and London has been hit. Hard. The Prime Minister's decision to contribute to World War Three has only brought chaos. Heavy bombing has killed most of the life in England and little moves. And then the final straw. The enemy countries planned to send fighter jets over to Britain and, as if replaying history, release deadly gas bombs. The government evacuated all they could. Women, children, the men that weren't fighting on the front line but they left something behind. The animals.
Since then, the main population of stray dogs have regrouped and formed two packs belonging to a strong male and female. They constantly fight over territory, hunting rights, and even the want of more dogs in their packs. They have lost many to their constant battles, but they still battle on.
There is also a main group of rouge dogs. They skulk in the shadows and pick of the weak.
They too have a leader with the need to kill.
2025 Britain is a terrible place. It's dangerous. This is where you come in.

[fishbait]

σηє мσяє gαмє ◘ semi-lit+ ◘ accepting

THE
H U N G E R ○ G A M E S
And may the odds be ever in you favor


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---Plot
Two tributes, one girl and one boy, between the ages of twelve and eighteen are chosen by random from each of the twelve districts during a day called the Reaping. Those twenty-four will be put into an arena and ordered to fight to the death. These games were created as a punishment after District Thirteen (which is no longer existing) declared war with the Capitol and lost. The tributes will travel with the other boy or girl from their district to the Capitol. It is up to them whether to train together, or alone. Once arrived, the tribute must go through a tribute's parade and interview. He or she must think of strategies quickly, as they won't have very much time before or during the game. All tributes will train as a group, but will be tested and rated separately. On the day of the games, tributes will be escorted into a Launch Room where they will be ascended into the arena. They have sixty second to prepare themselves until a gong rings. From there, it is up to them to survive.

[eden .]

Link in my Sig. Very new. 4 boys open
Can you keep up the pace?

When a harmless dare turns sour, the trio involved suddenly, tragically finds their number decreased to two, and without anywhere else to turn each forsakes the other to blame for the third's untimely death. As this tragedy spreads throughout the decrepit and decaying city festering with poverty, murder, drugs, and violence, supporters for the two survivors of the trio split into two separate gangs to punish the other side and at the same time prove that they're more than just another face in another neighborhood that no one bother's to care about anymore.

Will your name be remembered?

ＴＨＥ ＲＯＭＡＮＯＳ are led by the one woman of the tragic trio. While unrequited, her love for the dead third drove her hatred for the other surviving man who started the entire dare in the first place. Vengeful and self-proclaimed judges of their area--and the entire city--their moral compass may be considered straightforward, but is cold and unforgiving. An eye for an eye, an arm for an arm, a life for a life. They hold little sympathy for anyone. thus, their fighting style is merciless, cold, calculated, and disturbingly thorough and meticulous. They rule their area of the city with an iron fist and expect the best out of their members.
Their leader is a woman who's only goal is, upon blaming the surviving man for the death of her would-be love, destroying his gang and take his life away, no matter the cost.

ＴＨＥ ＤＡＵＮＴＬＥＳＳ are led by the best friend and partner in crime of the dead. Being the instigator of the entire act in the first place, he's blamed by the Romano leader for the death of his best friend. Unwilling and defiantly denying any blame, he instead insisted that the woman was the one who pushed him over the edge. The gang is reckless and arrogant, constantly testing each other in challenges that more or less are fatal. Their area is chaotic and without real discipline, where members of the same gang might challenge each other to a brawl just because they can. Their fighting style is more dirty, but subtlety is not their strong suit -- or perhaps they have no patience for it. In any case, they tend to charge into fights instead of thinking through a plan.
Their leader is a man who's determined to prove that he's not the one to blame, and he's determined to prove that he's also the best leader of the best gang in the city. Forever competitive, this guy is going for complete domination simply for the sake of winning.

[Alielimo]

Ghost Mansion

Humans:
All over the world there has been reports of paranormal phenomina. In one town, reports have spiked, there has been multipul reports of ghosts roaming the old mansion on the hill. Are the rumours true? Or not? Most cannot see the Ghosts, but a few humans can see them... And even touch them...
Ghosts:
People figure they are just imagination, but these ghosts can become real on one night a month when their mana is charged to full. Then they can roam the streets like the living, touch, feel and even love...
The mansion is their home, the mansion is their resting place... They welcome all, even the living.

[Foolish Games]

BlueGrass Ranch

BlueGrass Ranch is a wonderful and prosperous horse riding facility. The riding there is given to those to attend the boarding school, but this school is near to impossible to get a scholarship for and very expensive.

[eden .]

Link in my Sig. Very new. 4 boys open
Can you keep up the pace?

When a harmless dare turns sour, the trio involved suddenly, tragically finds their number decreased to two, and without anywhere else to turn each forsakes the other to blame for the third's untimely death. As this tragedy spreads throughout the decrepit and decaying city festering with poverty, murder, drugs, and violence, supporters for the two survivors of the trio split into two separate gangs to punish the other side and at the same time prove that they're more than just another face in another neighborhood that no one bother's to care about anymore.

Will your name be remembered?

ＴＨＥ ＲＯＭＡＮＯＳ are led by the one woman of the tragic trio. While unrequited, her love for the dead third drove her hatred for the other surviving man who started the entire dare in the first place. Vengeful and self-proclaimed judges of their area--and the entire city--their moral compass may be considered straightforward, but is cold and unforgiving. An eye for an eye, an arm for an arm, a life for a life. They hold little sympathy for anyone. thus, their fighting style is merciless, cold, calculated, and disturbingly thorough and meticulous. They rule their area of the city with an iron fist and expect the best out of their members.
Their leader is a woman who's only goal is, upon blaming the surviving man for the death of her would-be love, destroying his gang and take his life away, no matter the cost.

ＴＨＥ ＤＡＵＮＴＬＥＳＳ are led by the best friend and partner in crime of the dead. Being the instigator of the entire act in the first place, he's blamed by the Romano leader for the death of his best friend. Unwilling and defiantly denying any blame, he instead insisted that the woman was the one who pushed him over the edge. The gang is reckless and arrogant, constantly testing each other in challenges that more or less are fatal. Their area is chaotic and without real discipline, where members of the same gang might challenge each other to a brawl just because they can. Their fighting style is more dirty, but subtlety is not their strong suit -- or perhaps they have no patience for it. In any case, they tend to charge into fights instead of thinking through a plan.
Their leader is a man who's determined to prove that he's not the one to blame, and he's determined to prove that he's also the best leader of the best gang in the city. Forever competitive, this guy is going for complete domination simply for the sake of winning.

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Ғσяeveя Aи∂ Єveя....
S u m m e r .
One of the best times of the year. The pretty sunsets, the rolling waves along the beach--but most importantly, it's the season for love.
Your tired of being yelled at for those stupid little mistakes. Oh, I forgot to do the dishes. Whoops. Grounded. Fun? Not really. So what do you do when your tiny mistakes could keep you in from the best summer of your life? You run away. Sure, it's a big step, but defiantly worth it in the end. Sure, you might encounter some bumps along the road, but that should never stop you. Maybe you will even take a large step towards becoming independant. You might even get a girlfriend/boyfriend! You might take huge steps from holding hands and giving small butterfly kisses. Who knows. But whatever you do, make sure that your in for
the ride of a lifetime.
Summertime fun.


Ƥяɛ∂αтσяƨ αяɛ Ƥяɛʏ
Broomsbury and Brimswick Acadamy of Hunting
Welcome to Broomsbury and Brimswick, here you will learn the skills needed to hunt werewolves.

Welcome to the Pack of the Rising Sun, we live just off the campus of Broomsburry and Brimswick. This is your home. Werewolves change on full moons.


Sмαℓℓ Tσωи Sɛcяɛтs
Modoc is a small town in Union Township, Randolph County, Indiana. The town population was 196 back in 2010, and has grown very little within the years. It is a small, friendly little town, where everyone knows everybody. And, of course, you'd expect not much goes on here, but that is about to change. In the dense woods that surround the town, wolves that nobody ever noticed, are beginning to stir. Many town citizens have reported the odd wolves circling the town at night. They are seen very seldom in the day, but thy are there. Even a few have been seen sitting a few yards back listening to Osagwe's town myths. The wolves have yet to harm anyone, and nobody really knows if that is even the creatures' intentions. Who knows? Maybe someone or something is trying to harm them instead...

"Curiousity got the teen turned into a werewolf."

ωяσηg ѕι∂є σƒ тнє тяα¢кѕ
Welcome to Rosewood, a seemingly peaceful and quiet neighborhood, if you live on the right side of town. You've lived here you're whole life, you and you're family trying to hold up the perfect family image while on the inside you're life's literally ripping at the seems. To the North Siders, you're known as the snotty rich kids who always get what they want and take things for granted. North siders and South Siders don't associate with each other due to race and the North Sider's reputation. All North Siders are in a gang called the Latino Bloods, or LB. South Sider and North Sider boys definately don't mix and fight half the time.

Ɯιиɢƨ σғ тнɛ βɛнσℓ∂ɛя
As a child, you saw pictures of mutants. Like cats with 'wings' or whatever. And when you would look out your window, you would see birds flyin higher thain the sky, but you were never envious of thies animals. You were one of them. Somehow in your geans, smething got screwed up and you were born with full, wings. You could accuretly fly and everything. For some of you kids, your parents accepted you for you. For other kids, your parents throught you were freaks and threw you out on the street at a young age. But whatever the circumstances may be, somehow, you were wandering in a far stretch of woods on the far side of town, and you herd something in the distance. When cureosity burned you all the way through, you desided to go investigate it. After walking about a quarter of a mile deeper into the woods, you stumbled across a log cabin. It did not look big on the outside, but somehow, you knew, that the inside was huge. Voices and laughter came out room the house, and they stared to get louder as people aproached the door. You jumped back, cowering behind a tree, wanting to see what kids were hiding in the woods. A second or two passed, and two teenagers walked out. But that isnt what made your blood run cold in your body. On their back was two light, feathery wings. What will you do now?


Ɩитσ тнɛ Ɯσσ∂ƨ
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It's the same routine every year; your parents go on vacation to Europe, leaving you with your crazy vegan godparents and their kids. They live in North-Western Washington, deep in the Olympic mountains. The closest town is nothing but a ghost anymore, and you can only dream of escaping. But what if there is an escape, closer than you could ever imagine? There have been rumors about the woods for years, mythical creatures that have been brawling, good against bad, for years, but you haven't been foolish enough to believe them. It's only when you go into the woods, that you learn it's deepest, darkest secrets.

◎Ғιƨнɛямɛи'ƨ Ƥαяα∂ιƨɛ◎
Fishermen are on their boats and either spot, of catch a mermaid, what they do with them is their choice. Mermaids are always female, they are usually playful, and some are better around fishermen than other. But there are a few tat despise the humans, and hate their existence. Mermaids always have tails but can crawl onto water, they don't breath water but are much like other sea creatures and can hold their breath for enormous amounts of time. Mermaids are able to hold air for up to 3 hours. They are generally able to swim up to 100 miles per hour. Fishermen don't know of mermaids, although men have created theories. Mermaids have beautiful voices, better than humans. Their voices may carry on for miles and miles to reach the ears of fishermen. Those men can follow the sounds or ignore, but ignoring them is incredibly hard. Most greedy men will capture mermaids and let people either see them, or listen to their singing, in return, the mermaids are allowed to live. Anther precious thing about a mermaid, is that a single tear drop from them can heal a man to perfect health and some say it can even make you live forever.
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♫Mermaids♫ and ✣Fishermen✣

Өยг รtгคภﻮє єyєร
You are different.
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And not in that stupid ‘Everyone’s unique’ sort of way that some optimistic people say with their overly-happy grins. You are truly different, barely even human. I bet it would wipe the smile of those optimists’ faces if they saw you. Because you cannot hide your difference, it’s shown plain on your skin.
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A mark.
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There is something else you have. Power. You are superhuman, some with the ability to move rocks and others with the ability to read your mind. I made a mistake though, let me rephrase that. You are not superhuman. In fact, you aren’t even human. You are a Hemi. Half-human. The other half, nobody knows.


и ɛ ʌ ɛ я

the-war
is raging on.
Nothing is stopping it. Nothing can.
The Angels, Demons, and Humans know
who each other are.
Nothing will bring it to an end, unless one
species is annihilated.

Δ Ɯιитɛя'ƨ Ƥαяα∂ιƨɛ
"It's just a trip up to the cold mountains of Colorado." They said, before you left your house, to leave to Colorado. They were wrong, it wasn't just a trip to Colorado, it was much, much, more. This trip was in the winter, up in the mountains, at a very expensive lodge, that you got for free. How did you get it for free? Maybe a contest or you have connections, you decide. That wasn't all, this trip included lifelong friends, love at every corner, memories you'll never forget, and drama.



Attention!
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I'm also looking for new roleplays to join. I'm not that pickey about roleplays, so Private Message me if you have something! I do Semi-lit roleplays, which means detailed posts', not like two paragraphs, but I will write one and I like to make my posts' pretty! And, like I said earlier, I'm not a judge of plots!

[ElevatingHearts]

Our...accident?

Pregnant Teen RP ~♥New and looking for members!♥~

~~Plot for Girls~~

Your hands shake as you pull out the little pregnancy test from the box, and when you see the little +, it drops from your hands. That one Friday night at your boyfriend's house was the best night you've had in a long time, and now, it has turned into a disaster. Will he help you raise this baby, or will he leave you? Are you going to keep the baby, or put it in an adoption center? More importantly, how will your family react, and will you be a good mother? But you pick up your cell phone, and call your boyfriend. "Hey, I need to tell you something.."

**Plot for Boys**

You were hanging out with your friends one afternoon, and when your phone went off, you were a little amazed to see your girlfriend calling. She knew you were out with the guys, and so you say to the guys you'll be right back, and walk off as you answer the phone. "I'm pregnant." She says. Your palms feel sweaty, and your heart begins to race. How could you have a baby when you're still in High School? Are you going to be able to support the baby and your girlfriend? How could one perfect, and amazing night, instantly change things. "You're what?"...

Link to RP

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[L.I.N.G.E.R]

Welcome to Jaggedclan
You find yourself wandering onto the unknown lands.There a tom awaits your arrival.He is a leader and he is of large size.A savanna cat.He also isn't the nicest of toms and when he asks you a question you will answer.He will accept you into his ranks if you wish it however if you do not wish to join the clan he will chase you out.He will respect you if you respect him,but don't expect him to be nice to you unless he has a change of heart.This clan is a little bit different than most clans.There is a first leader which is Jaggedstar and a second leader who will be his mate.There are also two deputies the second deputy will be the first deputies mate.


Rules+Joining
1.This roleplay is for warrior cats ONLY.The leaders get nine lives and all other cats are like normal cats.
2.Respect all the cats in the clan regardless of ranks being higher or lower than your own.
3.No fighting or killing unless given permission by the leaders.
4.No power playing/god moding.
5.Follow all of Tess's rules!
6.Have fun .

1.If you wish to join just put up your basic stats and a picture and you will most like be accepted into the clan.
2.Here is the info I will need.Anything with a [*] by it is needed!

[*]Name:
[*]Gender:
[*]Age:
[*]Rank:
Parents:
[*]Personality:
[*]History:
Picture:
Crush:
Mate:
Kits:

Warrior Code
1. Defend your Clan, even with your life. You may have friendships with cats from other Clans, but your loyalty must remain to your Clan, as one day you may meet them in battle.
2. Do not hunt or trespass on another Clan's territory.
3. Elders, queens, and kits must be fed before apprentices and warriors. Unless they have permission, apprentices may not eat until they have hunted to feed the elders. If any warrior or apprentice is sick or injured, they may eat while the elders, queens, and kits are eating.
4. Prey is killed only to be eaten. Give thanks to StarClan for its life.
5. A kit must be at least six moons old to become an apprentice.
6. Newly appointed warriors will keep a silent vigil for one night after receiving their warrior name.
7. A cat cannot be made deputy without having mentored at least one apprentice.
8. The deputy will become Clan leader when the leader dies, retires or is exiled.
9. After the death or retirement of the deputy, the new deputy must be chosen before moonhigh.
10. A Gathering of all four Clans is held at the full moon during a truce that lasts for the night. There shall be no fighting among Clans at this time.
11. Boundaries must be checked and marked daily. Challenge all trespassing cats.
12. No warrior can neglect a kit in pain or danger, even if the kit is from a different Clan.
13. The word of the Clan leader is the warrior code.
14. An honorable warrior does not need to kill other cats to win his/her battles, unless they are outside the warrior code or if it is necessary for self-defense.
15. A warrior rejects the soft life of a kittypet.

Ceremonies

Leader Ceremony
The new leader goes to the Moonpeak with the Clan's medicine cat. After pressing his/her nose to the mooncrystal, the new leader cannot move for a short period of time, because their old life is being ripped away so they can receive nine new ones. Upon awakening, cats of StarClan come down from Silverpelt. Nine cats, normally ones who were significant during the new leader's life, give them their nine lives with these words:
Life-Giver: (Touches nose to the top of the new leader's head) With this life I give you (gift). Use it well (to, in, as, for, etc.) (use of gift).
When all of the lives have been given, the previous leader says these words:
Previous Leader: I hail you by your new name, _____star. Your old life is no more. You have now received the nine lives of a leader, and StarClan grants you the guardianship of ____Clan. Defend it well; care for young and old; honor your ancestors and the traditions of the warrior code; live each life with pride and dignity.
Just as the forest-cats would call a warrior by their new name, the StarClan cats acclaim the new leader. After the ceremony, the new leader is not allowed to tell any cat what happened during the ceremony.
Getting nine lives does not necessarily mean that a leader will live longer, but they can survive certain accidents or injuries that would claim the life of a cat, but they cannot survive if they have major injuries. If a leader does not loose a life, they will die of old age nine times.
(NOTE)If a leader no longer wishes to be the leader, they must go to the Moonpeakl to revoke all but one life, so their deputy may have their full nine lives.


Warrior Ceremony
An apprenticeship usually lasts six moons or more. Once the mentor is satisfied with the apprentice's progress and skills, he or she recommends them to the leader of the Clan. Then, the apprentice must pass an assessment, when their abilities as a warrior are checked. In cases when the apprentice has just made an important contribution to the Clan, the leader may decide that there is no need for an assessment .
If the Clan Leader is satisfied, he or she calls a Clan Meeting and calls the apprentice. The following words are used, by tradition:
Leader: I, (Leader), leader of (Clan), call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. (He/she) has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend (him/her) to you as a warrior in (his/her) turn.
Leader: (Apprentice), do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?
Apprentice: I do.
Leader: Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. (Apprentice), from this moment you will be known as (new warrior name). StarClan honors your (virtues), and we welcome you as a full warrior of (Clan).
The leader rests his or her muzzle on the apprentice's head, and he or she licks the leader's shoulder. The rest of the Clan then greets the new warrior by calling him or her by their new name. The warrior will sit a silent vigil guarding the camp that night, except if that is not possible.
During the apprentice's warrior ceremony, two major virtues of the apprentice are listed; the first is usually (but not always) courage. Some examples of virtues (and the warriors they described):
Bravery, courage, cleverness, determination, energy, enterprise, enthusiasm, fighting skills, forethought, honesty, independence, initiative, intelligence, kindness, loyalty, patience, skill, speed, spirit, strength, thoughtfulness, warmth, and wisdom.


Dying Apprentice Ceremony
When an apprentice is on the verge of death and has proven him/herself to be worthy of a warrior name, there is a special ceremony used so that the apprentice may take a warrior name to StarClan.
Leader: I ask my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. (He/She) has learned the warrior code and given up (his/her) life in the service of (his/her) Clan. Let StarClan receive (him/her) as a warrior. (He/She) will be known as (new name).


Apprentice Ceremony
When a kit turns six moons old, he or she is ready to become an apprentice. Until this time, their name ends with the "-kit" suffix. When a kit becomes an apprentice, their name ends with "-paw," showing the path their paws are on.
The Clan Leader calls a Clan Meeting to appoint a new apprentice and assign a mentor to him/her. The following words are used, by tradition:
Leader: (Kit), you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as (new name, ending with "paw"). Your mentor will be (name of warrior or medicine cat). I hope (name of warrior or medicine cat) will pass down all he/she knows to you.
The leader calls up the warrior he/she has chosen as a mentor.
Leader: (Warrior), you are ready to take on an apprentice. You had received excellent training from (former mentor), and you have shown yourself to be (quality) and (quality). You will be the mentor of (apprentice), and I expect you to pass on all you know to (apprentice).
The mentor touches noses with the apprentice, and the Clan greets the new apprentice by calling out his/her name. After this, the apprentice will usually go greet their family, or go see to their mentor.


Medicine Cat Apprentice Ceremony
The leader calls a Clan meeting, after the Clan's medicine cat announces that he or she wishes to mentor an apprentice. The following words are used, by tradition:
Medicine Cat: Cats of (Clan), as you know, I will not be around forever. So it's time I took an apprentice. I have chosen a cat who has shown (virtues). Your next medicine cat will be (apprentice).
Leader: (Apprentice), do you accept the post of apprentice to (medicine cat)?
Apprentice: I do.
Medicine Cat: Then at the half-moon, you must travel to the Lunarpool to be accepted by StarClan before the other medicine cats.
Leader: The good wishes of all (Clan) will go with you.
The mentor touches noses with the apprentice, and the Clan greets the new apprentice.
At the Lunarpool
At the next half moon, the medicine cat goes with the apprentice to the Clans' sacred place to present him or her to the warrior ancestors, where the apprentice confirms his or her wish to be a medicine cat. The following words are used, by tradition:
Medicine Cat: (Apprentice), is it your wish to enter the mysteries of StarClan as a medicine cat?
Apprentice: It is.
Medicine Cat: Then come forward.
Medicine Cat: Warriors of StarClan, I present you with this apprentice. (He/she) has chosen the path of a medicine cat. Grant (him/her) your wisdom and insight so that (he/she) may understand your ways and heal (his/her) Clan in accordance with your will.
The medicine cat apprentice drinks from the Lunarpool. Then the medicine cat and the apprentice lay down and have a dream from StarClan.


Deputy Ceremony
The leader calls a Clan Meeting, and performs the ceremony by announcing these words:
Leader: I say these words before StarClan, that the spirits of our warrior ancestors (or former deputy name) may hear and approve of my choice. The new deputy of (Clan) is (warrior's name).
Occasionally, a Clan leader does not announce the new deputy before moonhigh. This can be because: they are physically or emotionally unwell, or they are unsure whether the previous deputy is alive. If the ceremony is not performed in time, it is sometimes seen as a bad omen.
If the deputy dies in battle, the Clan Leader might choose to appoint the new deputy whilst still fighting, instead of waiting to return to the camp.

Medicine Cat Ceremony
Apprenticeship for medicine cats usually lasts much longer than those for warriors. The cat must learn about all available herbs and remedies, and the treatment of diseases and injuries.
Once the Clan's medicine cat is satisfied with the apprentice's knowledge, they go to the Clans' sacred place (such as the Lunarpool). This is the only ceremony that is not performed by the Leader in the camp. The following words are used, by tradition:
Medicine Cat: I, (name), medicine cat of (Clan), call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. (He/she) has trained hard to understand the ways of a medicine cat, and with your help (he/she) will serve (his/her) Clan for many moons.
Medicine Cat: (Apprentice), do you promise to uphold the ways of a medicine cat, to stand apart from rivalry between Clan and Clan and to protect all cats equally, even at the cost of your life?
Apprentice: I do.
Medicine Cat: Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your true name as a medicine cat. (Apprentice), from this moment you will be known as (new name). StarClan honors your (virtues), and we welcome you as a full medicine cat of (Clan).
The medicine cat rests his or her muzzle on the apprentice's head, and he or she licks the mentor's shoulder. The other medicine cats greet him or her by their new name.

Name Changing Ceremony
When a cat's name no longer portrays who they are, a Clan leader can perform this ceremony to change it to a new name. Normally, the name is changed from the result of an injury. However, sometimes it is changed when the cat has been named incorrectly and the leader wants to rectify this mistake
The leader calls a Clan Meeting, and performs the change with the following words:
"Spirits of StarClan, you know every cat by name. I ask you now to take away the name from the cat you see before you, for it no longer stands for what he/she is. By my authority as Clan leader, and with the approval of our warrior ancestors, I give this cat a new name. From this moment on he/she will be known as (new name), for (description of the reason)."
A cat can also request a name change, if they would like their name or someone else's name to be changed.

Elder Ceremony
An aging warrior, queen, or medicine cat may retire as an elder due to own initiative, when they feel they cannot help the Clan efficiently any more. A cat may also retire if they are hindered from serving their Clan through old age, illness, or injury. They report this to the Clan Leader, who calls a Clan Meeting and addresses the warrior.
Leader: (Warrior), is it your wish to give up the name of a warrior and go to join the elders?
Warrior: It is.
Leader: Your Clan honors you and all the service you have given to us. I call upon StarClan to give you many moons of rest.
The Clan will call out the retired warrior's name and then he or she will go to the elder's den.
Usually, an elder ceremony is held only when a cat retires due to old age. If they are forced to retire because of a severe injury, there is no ceremony.



Ranks
First Leader:This leader is the one with absolute power.You will follow his rules and you will be just fine.
Second Leader:This leader earns the rank by becoming mates with the first leader.They have power,but not as much power as the first leader.

First Deputy:This cat is chosen by the first leader and when neither of the leaders are around their word is law.
Second Deputy:They are mates with the first deputy and they get power,but not as much power as the leaders or first Deputy.

Senior Warriors:These are the older warriors who have seen many moons and many battles.They are the wiser warriors and more likely to get apprentices early on.

Warriors:These warrior are the younger warriors who may have just gone from apprentices to warriors.

Apprentices:The are young cats with a lot to learn.They will be assigned mentors and they will listen to their mentors.

Elders:These cats do not do much fighting.They usually lay in their nests,eat,sleep, and tell stories.

Queens:The she-cat who have recently have kits.They will spend most of their time in the nursery with their kits,but sometimes do warrior duties.

Kits:They are the youngest in the clan and enjoy hearing stories from the elders and getting into trouble.

Loners:These cats wander alone and some look for clans others just want to be left alone.If you see one chase it out or bring it to Jaggedstar.

Kittypet:These cats belong to the twolegs and clan cats do not like them at all.They will usually chase them off,but if you see potential in one brin git to Jaggedstar and he will decide if it can stay in the clan or not.


Male
Female

The Clan
First Leader: Jaggedstar
Second Leader: None

First Deputy: Angelspirit
Second Deputy: None

Senior Warriors: None

Warriors:
Shadowstreak
Devilstrike
Tornheart

Elders:None

Queens:None


Apprentices:None

Kits:None

Loners:None

Kittypets:None




Crushes

Code:<- or -> Means one wolf likes the other,but the other is not crushing.
<-> Means a mutual crush.



[color=#BF8000]Nose Touches
Nose to Nose = You are the one.
Nose To Forehead = I respect and love you.
Nose To Cheek = You are such a cutie.
Nose To Stomach = It’s okay, it’s just a kick to mate, it also means hey guys! to the kits.
Nose To Neck = Protect me.
Nose To Chest = You have a beautiful soul

Dominant
Ears forward + Bite muzzle + Growling = I am your Leader!
Stiff Legged + Ears pulled back upward + Tall + Tail high = Do you dare disrespect me?
Snaps air + Bite side + Head below shoulders = Get out of here!
Pushing on shoulders with paws + Growling + Snapping = Submit now!
Bares teeth + Glares at = Im not in the mood right now, Leave me alone!

Submisive
Ears pulled back + Whining + Tail low = Im sorry! Please forgive me!
Ears pulled back + Whimpering + Tail tucked + Looking away or on ground = I mean no harm
Ears flat against head + Arched back + Tail tucked + Whining = Fear
Ears flat against head + Arched back + Tail tucked + Lick Alpha’s chin = You are my Leader
Ears flat against head + Roll on back exposing neck/belly + Tail tucked = I give up! You are my Leader/I'm sorry!
Bows head = Respect

Threats
Lowers head + Snarls = I’m warning you!/Last chance!
Snarls / Bares teeth = Get away!
Snarls + Bristles + Bares teeth = Back off!
lunges = I will attack!
Backs away + Growls = I’ll get you later
Ears back + Tail tucked + growling low = Scared or get away!
Snaps at air = Leave now!
Tom crouches in front of She-Cat and bares at other Tom: She’s mine!

Social
Lick constantly = Grooming
Lick cheek / Nuzzle = Comfort/Its ok
Tackle + nip anywhere on body = Lets play-fight!
Paws face = Your silly
Bounds away = Cant catch me!
Roll on back = I give up!
Flick ears = Unsure

♥ Signs of Love ♥
♥Licks cheek= You’re cute♥
♥Licks ear + forehead = Will you be my mate? ♥
♥Licks nose = I love you ♥
♥Rubs tail under chin = Flirty ♥
♥Rubs body against = You are mine now ♥
♥Lick on the belly = Im ready for pups or I want pups ♥
♥Twine tails = You're mine forever ♥
♥Lays head on back = Dont forget that you are mine ♥
♥Look into each others’ eyes = I think I’m falling for you♥
♥Tom puts tail on She-Cat's back = I'll always protect you

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The roar of the explosion. The thunder of the blow. Surely, this place would never have normal life again, if any at all. The writer starts typing as he hears about the massive nuclear explosion. He laughs. "If that place were to ever have any life, I'll pay the world a million dollars. If any of it's normal, well, Yeah right." He booms. How enthusiastic.

Meanwhile, masks are left to rot. Buildings are left to fall. Rides are left to rust. Nature is broken and burned.

A couple decades later, trees have taken over parks. Shrubs have invaded buildings. Nature is thriving and animals scurry along. Wolves howl in unison. Birds flutter around wheedling with their precious songs.


As for you, waking up by the water with a large black fae staring you straight in the eyes, you end up beginning the day with a start. "Who are you? Are you in a pack?" She asked with a deep voice. You notice several scars and cuts all over her. She has two tails.

So answer. Who are you? What pack are you in, if any at all?



The Packs Of Chernnobyl

Hello. This is a new wolf rp I made and would really like some people to join. I've been accepting for a couple hours and nobody has joined yet. Thank you.