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[BingoDingo03]

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Clan:The Forgotten Farmyard
Age: adult [25 yrs]
Kitty trying out for: B#161K2
Prompt: fascinated with fire, but horrified by its power. it could be helpful to have for warmth, but deadly to by trapped by it

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Clan: The Forgotten Farmyard
Age: young adult [8 yrs]
Kitty trying out for: #3310
Prompt: place with a pool and a bunch of rocks

[Ricocheted]

Username: Ricocheted
Cat Name: Flashfire the Keen
Gender: Male
Rank: Rootbound
Clan: 🍂
Age: 6yr 8mo (80 moons)
Kitty trying out for: #900c
Prompt:

His prophecy was fulfilled long ago, when he was still wet behind the ears. Naive and cocky enough to believe that the world centered around him, he after all, was the chosen one.

His fate went a little something like this.

"Her will, you'll do
Greatness you'll have
For the roots will lead
The skies to guide
The branches to shield
The rocks to sharpen
A soul sequestered
Two others severed
The Mother endeavors "

It was a simple, really, with him at the center he leads The Rooted into a new age! Peace, prosperity, fame, and respect, his path followed the prophecy to a T. Flashfire's life unfolded before him like a pre written script.
Greatness? Check
Led, guided, shielded, sharpened? Check
Sequestered? Check
Two others severed? Check
All the requirements fulfilled, clan thriving, the Matriis is satisfied, even the Rootspeaker confirmed it.


He calls fox-dung.


It started as a trickle, fleeting thoughts that had no hold. Traitorous thoughts that lingered.

When all was said and done he couldn't shake the feeling of wrong. wrong, wrong This is it? It almost seemed...easy? Too simple, like he was a kit being led to a predetermined destination. The words now sound vague and nonsensical, did it mean anything?

Looking back he has doubts, was it even real? Was he himself, truly, his own authentic being!? Or led to be a certain way, molded and crafted into a specific shape. He feels like an imposter, a fake, his skin itches and his fur feels like dead weight, he's stuck in a false reality. Most days, Flashfire is half convinced he'll crawl out of this desolate shell of a corpse.

Then maybe, he'll finally discover who he is.

[Shuurock]

Username: Shuurock
Cat Name: Wildwind
Gender: Male (he/him)
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Brightclan
Age: 4 years
Kitty trying out for: #373a
Prompt:
A northern flicker! Beautiful birds, but an oddity amongst other woodpeckers!

[clouds-move-on]

Username: clouds-move-on
Cat Name: Levi "Squash"
Gender: Male
Rank: Citizen
Clan: Cat Crossroads
Kitty trying out for: #3310
Prompt:

The truth was- despite what Levi had told her, he did not actually like being alone. The very act of what he'd do to 'go someplace and have some time alone' was, in and of itself, filled with the idea that he wanted to be with someone.

Running through the tall grass, with his eyes closed, felt like he was safe- enclosed in a crowd, soft of sound and touch, every caress a comfort, with no ability to spill words of pain into his ears.

He'd run until he reached the woods. The trees were filled with the chatter of birds. It was almost like being back in the city, where the din of the passerbys lulled him into a kind of focus that he hardly seemed to have anymore. This, too, is company, company without injury. There are no cars and carts to splash mud on you here, like in the city. So why does he still daydream about going back?

Oh well. The grass and the forest are traversed, and the goal for his time of isolation is reached- the hungry ocean, her crashing waves and entourage of seagulls making up the final of these companions without ties.

No, he did not want to be alone; he just didn't want to be living with the people he was currently stuck with. He'd much rather be with strangers.

[River Song]

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Username: River Song
Cat Name: Emrys
Gender: Male
Rank: Citizen
Clan: Neo Haleth
Age: 48
Trying out for: #900c

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Go downtown, for just a moment. Stand in the road. Stare up at the city – the lights all around you, the buzz of bodies moving, the scream of the traffic pushing against the seams of streets.
Hush.
Listen.

Watch the advertisements flicker past in magenta and teal. Watch the man on the corner, the one in the suit – watch him swallow hard. He’s trying not to cry. Watch him turn away from the raging of the street.

Close your eyes.
Hush.
Listen.

The city will tell you what it knows.
The city will tell you about the man who courted death.
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Emrys North is still a kitten when he hears about it. He’s bright eyed – gets good grades in a not so good school, and looks to the future with nothing but optimism.
It’s a classroom presentation that gets him – lit up grey-blue on a smartboard, talking about the infinite possibilities, the innovations of technology that spill from minds just like his. About the projects and the funding - the bounty of opportunity in the search for immortality. The promise that someone, anyone, could crack the code.

He talks to Mister Creek after class, and the teacher smiles. This gem of a student could be worth so much more, in the right hands. Mister Creek’s whiskers twitch.

He doesn’t get a chance to say goodbye – but that can hardly matter, not when the world he’s brought to, this new world around him, is so bright and clean.
The lead researcher has fur the colour of metal siding, and spectacles that slip down the bridge of their nose. Still, they smile at the newcomer – promise him that this is his chance to do something worthwhile with his life. He promises himself that he will.

It takes ten years before Emrys makes any real progress, but on the night of his twenty first birthday he manages to isolate a signal. A small blip in the data, so insignificant that he’d overlooked it at first. He tweaks the numbers. Runs a simulation again. The result is staggering. Here, in the light of a monitor, Emrys swears he’s unlocked the secret of the universe.
This knowledge alone isn’t enough for him. He promises he’ll share it – he really plans to, but not yet. Not until he’s ready. He goes old school, transfers the file onto a hard drive – deletes it off the shared system. Holds the knowledge closer than he’s held anything before.

He refines his code outside of the research station. When he runs the simulation again, he expects an error message – or, more tentatively, success. What he doesn’t expect is a cat.

She’s sitting on the edge of his desk, and he nearly jumps from his fur.

Her figure is hazy – like light through smoke, but her eyes are gentle, the corner of her mouth upturned.
“You’ve been spending an awful lot of time on this, haven’t you.” Her voice is like distant laughter. He pins his ears.
“Wh- Who are you?”
“Your project. Your science – I’m the reason it can’t work,”
He reaches out a paw – and the molly jerks away. “Don’t.”
He looks back to the screen – the spiral of numbers. When he looks to his desk again, the cat is gone.

In the coming weeks Emrys North finds her again – not predictably, not sensibly – but when the code runs, she appears, sometimes – and the pair talk, sometimes. She never gives a name, never tells him how or why she’s appearing. He enjoys the moments of connection.
He’s sipping his coffee, alone in his kitchen, when he finds himself missing her for the first time.
She visits more frequently.
He calls in sick to work.
Days pass – turn to weeks. Time bends at the side of his companion.
He drops the research project.
He lets the code run in the background – doesn’t dare to stop the process.

Two years later, they’re sitting on the couch in the evening, something senseless on TV. She’s watching him more than she’s watching the show, and laughs when he spills his popcorn across the cushions.
He swats at her gently with a paw, forgetting, for just a moment, the reality of the situation. She isn’t fast enough to dodge his teasing hand. Her laughter dies in her throat.

His paw brushes against her upper arm, the first time he’s touched her, and Emrys’ world explodes. He can feel the softness of her fur beneath his paw. The recycled air of the apartment. The couch beneath him.

But he can also feel so much more. Knowledge overwhelms him. There’s a cat next door, in apartment B27 - who will die to the hands of another. The family in B16 all catch the same illness, go down one by one. For the mother in B32, it’s a workplace accident. He can feel tears on his face – but doesn’t know when he started crying.
His spectral companion stares at him – apology written across her face and in her eyes. Emrys stares at his paw.

When he stands, he walks to the monitor. Looks at his code – the knowledge of the universe vivisected before him. The flicker of the screen makes him feel sick.

His companion looks to him, her form shifting and flickering in the synthetic light. Her apology is quiet as a sigh.
The room goes dark when he unplugs the computer.

His headache lasts for weeks. The knowledge never really fades - he sees it on the face of everyone he meets.

When he steps from his apartment, he hears the ghost of paws behind him, glances just over his shoulder. Nothing is there. Nothing is ever there.

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Head downtown, for just a moment.
Watch the changing faces all around you, the buzz of people living, laughing, breathing in the city air.

See the man on the corner. He’s trying not to cry.

The city says to him,
Hush.
Listen.
He cannot turn away.

[Baobabel]

Username: Baobabel
Cat Name: OrangePelt -> FogTouched
Gender: male
Rank: warrior
Clan: SecludedGlade
Age: 6yr
Kitty trying out for: #900c
Prompt:
When the cold fog envelopes all
One will stand alone, strong and tall
Into the mist, they must step
And battle within as the clan's rep
Even if successful on that icy shelf
They must take the stains upon themself

OrangePelt was content in his clan, doing the best he could every day. Taking care of his clanmates and doing his best to be a reliable member. He loved just watching his friends as they went about their tasks, always helping when he could. While a mellow fellow, his love for his clanmates was fierce. He never felt particularly special or important. He was clan, and it was simple.

The prophecy had been around for a while. The one who originally Spoke it was no longer living. It was shared every Winter fest, along with other prophies not yet fulfilled. But no one ever thinks the prophesies will happen in their lifetime.

It started as a sickness. Originally everyone thought it was just a particularly rough year for the WinterDrain ((what the clan calls the common, but not usually deadly, sickness many cats get towards the end of winter. causes extreme lethargy and difficulty eating and moving along with a racking cough)). But more and more cats caught it until nearly the whole clan was down. And those cats didn't heal like they should've. They stayed sick, unmoving.

When there were only a three cats left standing, the Fog arrived. Quickly the cats realized this was not a regular weather it even. It felt thicker, stickier,...sentient. Shapes could be seen, like an enemy pressing against a fabric sheet. The sick cats stopped breathing. The didn't decay, still alive, but trapped, unmoving.

Of the three cats left, one was the healer, frantically trying to keep all the catatonic cats alive, the second was their apprentice, helping where they could, the third was OrangePelt.
He could've run. He could've found a new clan to live in with new friends and family. He could've given up. He could've waited for the fog to envelope him and surrender to the death-like sickness. He never wanted to be the main character.

But when the threat came for his clan, he stepped up to meet it. Nothing would take out his friends and family without a fight. He stood, a blazing flame against the bleak gray. One cat alone, to meet the cold fingers of this haunt. And when it reached the base, he stepped within.

After a long time, past when the healer and apprentice gave up any hope, suddenly the cats of the clan began to breathe again. The healers looked up to see the fog gone and a bright orange cat approaching. OrangePelt had returned. Seeming unharmed physically, though he now had gray patches on his pelt. That appeared in different places each time you look away and look back. He looked older, worn like he had lived a hundred lifetimes. But as he saw his clanmates awaken and talk for the first time in weeks, he brightened and quickly began to help.

Later there was a ceremony and OrangePelt was renamed in honor of his sacrifice. Personally, he wished he was never reminded of that time. He never wanted to be the One of the prophecy. He just refused to give up when his clan was in trouble. FogTouched never talked about what he fought inside the fog. To this day, he still gets a haunted look in his face whenever it's mentioned.

[Zentropy]

Username: Zentropy
Cat Name: Ilphelkiir or "Kiri" if she likes you
Gender: Non-binary [AFAB]
Rank: Warrior | Ranger
Clan: SableClan
Age: 7 years, 3 moons
Kitty trying out for: #373a
Prompt: Ilphelkiir would be an osprey, a bird of prey. She is quick and cunning, always looking ahead and anticipating her opponents next move. While she may seem aloof at first, she also has a softer side when it comes to those close to her. Familial bonds are very important to Ilphelkiir

[Aizaka]

Username: Aizaka
Cat Name: Kestral
Gender: Female
Rank: Hunter
Clan: Galaxy Stables
Age: 3 Years
Kitty trying out for: #373a
Prompt: Not only for her looks, but she was named Kestral for her penchant to hunt from above. She prefers to climb to higher ground, be it trees or rocks to view the surroundings before pouncing upon her prey. She is swift in battle and lets out a cry only as she is already attacking, striking her enemy or prey.

Username: Aizaka
Cat Name: Ember
Gender: Male
Rank: Hunter
Clan: Galaxy Stables
Age: 4 Years
Kitty trying out for: B#161K2
Prompt: In his previous clan, he had still been a kit when he found he had a penchant for fire magic. Others had been bullying him and suddenly the whole area was in flames. His memories of that are foggy, but he doesn't think anyone was hurt. (He hopes not anyway..) His clan kicked him out in fear.
In his new clan, he is being cared for and carefully trained to be able to control the flames.

Username: Aizaka
Cat Name: Amber
Gender: Male
Rank: Hunter
Clan: Galaxy Stables
Age: 3 Years
Kitty trying out for: #3310
Prompt: There is a rocky outcropping that has a spot higher up where he likes to go when things get overwhelming or he needs some space. It's just big enough for him with a little more room, and though it gives a little shelter if it's raining he can still watch the clouds in the sky on good days. It has a decent view of the path below so he knows mostly who's around.

Username: Aizaka
Cat Name: Summer
Gender: Female
Rank: Hunter
Clan: Galaxy Stables
Age: 5 Years
Kitty trying out for: #900c
Prompt: That there would be a great attack, from something unknown that would travel through the plants and infect. That there would be one who glows with fierce hope and shimmering eyes. She doesn't realize she is the chosen one until the night of the initial attack, but then she rallies those around her and leads the battle.

[SkyWishes21]

Congrats to all the winners! +1 HM to Baobabel, stargazingshark, and Ricocheted; y'all made it really hard to choose <3

Username: Zentropy
Cat Name: Ilphelkiir or "Kiri" if she likes you
Gender: Non-binary [AFAB]
Rank: Warrior | Ranger
Clan: SableClan
Age: 7 years, 3 moons
Kitty trying out for: #373a
Prompt: -snip-

This cat has a toyhou.se page! Contact Vivika within a week if you'd like it transferred to you.

Username: Aizaka
Cat Name: Ember
Gender: Male
Rank: Hunter
Clan: Galaxy Stables
Age: 4 Years
Kitty trying out for: B#161K2
Prompt: -snip-

This cat has a toyhou.se page! Contact Vivika within a week if you'd like it transferred to you.

Username: clouds-move-on
Cat Name: Levi "Squash"
Gender: Male
Rank: Citizen
Clan: Cat Crossroads
Kitty trying out for: #3310
Prompt:-snip-

This cat has a toyhou.se page! Contact Vivika within a week if you'd like it transferred to you.

Username: River Song
Cat Name: Emrys
Gender: Male
Rank: Citizen
Clan: Neo Haleth
Age: 48
Trying out for: #900c
Prompt: -snip-

[SkyWishes21]

These readopts all end on October 31st (30 ->31) at rollover!



this cat has a toyhou.se page!

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Uh oh, something happens to this cat's costume while they're trick-or-treating! How do they fix it?



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Oops, this cat got dropped into a scary movie! What role do they play? Are they the villain or perhaps the final girl or another role entirely?



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