In Dark Alleys [FCAC][OPEN]

[Aesse]

((all the others are accepted aswell <3 I added everybody <3

but why must poeple talk to Diamond when I'm not here! XD oh well my turn))

Diamond

As his daughter arrived the calm leader rose his head, his seeing eye meeting his daughters blind ones. "Ah my daughter." he gently rubbed his head against her in a formal way of greeting, before he perked his ears, looking over the graveyard. "We were about to start a hunt... but... the weather will make it uncomfortable... and the pidgeons will avoid the streets. I will go and check some human trash for food later." his eye concentrated back on the bliind frame of his daughter. "You should bring your herbs inside. They are getting wet." yet, his conversation with the young female got dirsturbed by two voices and his attention first shifted to the young hunter "Ah Lyre, seems like you came back from a formidable hunt today. Since both of you have time..." his gaze met that of the adolescent "... and I have a patrol to lead and some Hunting to do, I hope I can leave you in care of giving our adolescents some combat training today." Slowly Diamond rose to his paws, his tail gently touching the shoulder of his dauughter "But for now lets go Inside. I shall announce who I will take with me on todays patrol." and with those words he turned from the fallen tombstone he had sat on and moved towards the low treps that led to the insidide of the mausoleum. The Tomstone he held his anouncements on was mostly dry, due to the roots of the big tree that growed against the walls of the Mausoleum. He allowed light to come in but made water stay outside most of the Time "Gather! Cats of the Gang of Air. I have an announcement to make dealing with todays Patrol!"

[Magicly]

Eygpt Soon heard the call of the Air Gang's leader. With out a word the the group he was with he walked over to the crowd drawing to Dimond. Soon he spotted Harvey. "Havey! Over here!" he shouted. He caught Harvey's attention and watched him as he sat next to him.

"Where have you been?" Eyght asked.
"Oh, here and there."
"Okay then. It looks like Dimond is getting a Patrol ready! Maybe you will get to go with them?"
"I hope so, I would love to join the leader!"

Eygpt looked at his best friend. He hoped for him too. They soon hushed and waited for Dimond to make his anounsment. ((sorry for the spelling errors! >.<))

[Chry]

I am a fat cat member and want to Join this RP!
Username: Chry
Your fat cat you wish to Rp:

Name of the cat: Whiskey
Age: Like less than 24 hours old . . . no no, i joke lol. About a week old
Gang you want it to be in: Nature
Gender: Male
Personality: Whiskey, being a young little tacker, has not seen much of the world outside of the nursery. He is happy-go-lucky and sweet and has a strange attachment to Chetty, the clan leader.
History: Whiskey was found by Freya when he was just a few hours old. No one knows why he was abandoned or how he managed to survive in such cold temperatures, but he was taken in and made a member of the Nature gang, as long as Freya could teach him the ways of the Nature spirit. He has made few friends and likes to stick as close to Freya as possible, but every day when the Gang leader comes to see the next generation, Whiskey follows him around like a house fly after something sweet.
Gang Position: Adolescent?/Baby? . . . wishes to one day rise to be a right hand of Chetty, but will stick to learning how to be a Messenger if this is allowed . . . If not, patrolsman
Other: Whiskey is a itty bitty wittle baby xD
How does the story call cats that wear a Spirit in them for a while?: Host


I am a fat cat member and want to Join this RP!
Username: Chry
Your fat cat you wish to Rp:

Name of the cat: Freya
Age: 3 years
Gang you want it to be in: Nature Gang
Gender: Female
Personality: Freya is a soft and gentle female. She loves her children dearly, and seems to be good friends with Chetty, as they grew up together. She is fiercely protective of all the young kittens and is one of the wisest cats in the clan.
History: Freya grew up in the nature clan. She started training as a medicine cat, but when she became with kittens, she decided to devote all her time to being a mother. She has never regretted this decision. Chetty and Freya consider each other to be almost brother and sister, as they are the best of friends, even since early childhood.
Gang Position: Mother and Carer? >.> . . . preferably Mother . . . whichever position you feel she's more suited for
Other:
How does the story call cats that wear a Spirit in them for a while?: A Host

[Mausoleum]

((Derp. Providing some way for all the Fire cats to meet up.))

It was still raining. Chiiro shook his head, his belly rumbling uncomfortably. The gang had gone a longer time than usual without eating.

He moved through the hallways, under machines and past crumbling boxes. There was the giant printer, parts of it rusting, dents in its plastic side. Down another corridor, a locked room. Chiiro had forbade the other cats to go inside. Seeing it once was enough. The heavy padlock on the door was there for a reason, even if holes near the bottom of the door allowed his gang potential entry.

Passing through the storage rooms, he performed his usual check for unfriendly scents. Nothing to be found. Chiiro picked up his pace, moving quickly to the largest room, and leaping up onto an old box.

He looked up. The roof, still sturdy and relatively free of holes, was being hit by heavy rain, echoing the noise and filling his ears with the sound. He grimaced. Years of living near working factories, cars, and explosions had made him almost immune to the noise, but the sound of rain still unnerved him. Rain put out fires, and heat.

He lashed out his tail, hitting a nearby tin can. It clattered to the floor. "Cats!" he cried, his voice loud in an attempt to drown out the rain, "Gather in the meeting room!"

EDIT: And here's my form for another character.

I am a fat cat member and want to Join this RP! Yes'm. :3
Username: Mausoleum
Your fat cat you wish to Rp:

Name of the cat: Wyre
Age: 2.5 years
Gang you want it to be in: Fire
Gender: Female
Personality: She's very kind, but in some cases is passive-aggressive. Wyre is commonly looked upon as being quite weak, but as a medicine cat, very few other gang members want to try testing her patience. Her tail is not naturally bobtailed, she lost the majority of it when an old oil barrel fell on her tail, effectively breaking it.
History: Nobody actually knows Wyre's past. She wasn't born in the gang and doesn't like to reveal her age. Chiiro brought her in from the outside, and because of this fact she is still somewhat mistrusted within the gang. However, she has an excellent memory and a talent for healing, which Chiiro recognizes. Wyre also likes welding and experimenting with metals. However, at one point during an experiment, she accidentally brushed up against the wires and scrap metal she was heating over a fire, and got the white, wing-shaped scar (identical on both sides of her body) you can see on her back.
Gang Position: Medicine cat
Other: Not much else to say :3
How does the story call cats that wear a Spirit in them for a while?: Host.

[Glowbee]

Air
Lyre nodded respectfully to his leader, then followed the rest of his gang to the meeting place. He sat down on a drier patch of grass and wrapped his tail around his front paws.

Fire
((Invisible will be patroller :3))
Invisible slunk through the dark corridors of the building, claws quietly clicking against the tile flooring. She squeezed past the door and into the meeting room, ears flattened against her skull. She hated the empty, echoing noise rain brought. She lowered her haunches and curled her fluffy tail around her small, delicate paws.

[Steffi.]

Air:

Soren watched DarkStar as she paced. "Life is so boring when you're around, Soren. Can't you just buzz off and leave me alone?" she asked. She sounded more like the kit than the older cat, as she usually did. Soren shook his head. "I'm tired of saving you. You'll just have to stay here, where I can see you." She rolled her eyes and made a frustrated noise. "Why don't you just stop saving me, then. I'm a full-grown cat. I can take care of myself..." "You can't actually. You've had so many mishaps, I'm starting to think that our leader is noticing. If you're a hole in the clan, he may kick you out, Star. And honestly, you're the only friend I have. It would stink being friendless." "That's because you're too busy trying to care for me! If you just let me be alone, you'd have time to make other friends..." "Forget it. You're not going to get me to cave, Star. Drop it." she sighed, but was quiet and started walking towards other clan members. Soren obediantly hopped up and followed her. DarkStar groaned, but didn't object.

[corgie]

Air-Skye
Skye sighed gathering up some herbs and poking her nose around looking for herbs, she needed to gather if she even needed to gather any at all.[Sorry i haven't started RP yet 3:] Twitching her ear, she cleaned up a bit and sorted through the herbs making sure they were in the right piles and places. Stretching she walked outside and sat down looking around for BlueBell

[hellevi]

((Fig newton: Raider (Rocky) accepted, figure out whether you're in Hunter or Patrol squad please. Also I would prefer a longer personality field because honestly "small but fierce" tells me very little but I suppose we'll figure all that out as you RP.))

ooc:

Ok. I'll have him be a patrol. And sorry for that, I was in a bit of the rush. I'll edit. ^_^

This is really weird. I named Rocky Rocky because I have a cat in real life named Rocky. XD

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Rocky
The sun shown brightly as Rocky yawned, opening his mouth widely. He stood up, and stretched, the scent of the factories once more wafting into his nose. His ears twitched, and he head Chiiro's call. He flicked his tail, and began to move forward.

After walking for some time, and running a bit, he finally came to the meeting room. Walking inside, he nodded to Chiiro, and sat down. He began to lick his rust-colored fur, waiting for the other cats.

Adelina
Adelina squeaked, and moved around. Her eyes were still slightly shut. She squeaked once more, and looked around, everything a blur. Her fur stuck up. She turned around, and saw her tail. She didn't have any idea of what it was. She crouched down, and it disappeared. Standing up, and cocked her head, then turned around once more. There is was. She pounced, but missed it again.

Giving up, she sat back, and felt something else. It felt like fur. She looked toward her back, and saw another kitten. She smiled, and mewed.

[alas,]

(( I am a fat cat member and want to Join this RP! Sure am. ;3

Username: KeeDrake., though Drake or Kee is preffered.

Your fat cat you wish to RP:

Name of the cat: Bur, but ones who are incredibly far (socially) from him refer to him as Burnt.

Age: Three years, more or less. He is more mature than such, but it is his age, none the less.

Gang you want it to be in: Fire would be amazing.

Gender: Male.

Personality: A secretive cat who follows orders without a word. He is brave and has a strong sense of humor, but because of the fact he hardly talks, other deny his 'funny bone'. He is mysterious and lets no one into his thoughts or anything rather, so others tend to steer clear of him because he is unknown to them. His isn't submissive, buthe isn't dominate either. If anyone were to make his shake, he would do nothing, but then again, not fight back for the fear of being put down or killed. Few are amazingly close to him, and those are held as close to him as the kits are to his gang.

History: He was abused by children as he roamed the non-abandoned streets as a stray. Managing to create a pact with other strays, he sent the children screaming with bloody legs with the alliance of the other cats. Those cats eventually were found and taken to the pound to let nature take its course- along with him.

Some call it destiny, some call it The Path; but what could they know? They were stuck in iron cages all day. He didn't believe them. If God were to create a creature with a terrible destiny as so, what would the meaning be for the furry mammals? He spat his thoughts and devised a plan to escape.

Being a mastermind at methods of fleeing, he bolted out of the doors the first few nights. He was there to witness the gangs' grouping, and quickly ran to the fire gang, prooving his anger that night.

He's been with the group ever since.

Gang Position: Will Raider do? :3

Other: Dun think there is anything else. o.o

How does the story call cats that wear a Spirit in them for a while?: Hosts. ))

[Mausoleum]

((KeeDrake, accepted :3))

((Working on a long post, editing with it in a bit.))