Post by kalia on Oct 31, 2010 10:05:56 GMT -5
h e a d e r / i m a g e . |
Real Late Starter (Joe McElderry)[/center]
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tell us your place in this world.
name. KALIA
I woke up late today
gender. SHE-CAT
Actually I do that everyday
age. 3 YEARS & 1/2
Got no place to be seen
orientation. HETEROSEXUAL
Not part of a scene
group. VOLATILIS
I’m a genius loser
rank. SPY; EMPATHY
Keeping counsel with my own opinion
just staring you in the eye.[/size]
brief outlook. Small/slim white she-cat with ginger patches here and there. Has green eyes and small feathery wings.
President of the state that I’m in
appearance. Kalia is a rather pretty, small white she-cat who has ginger patches all over her body/face. Kalia has had many crushes over the years because toms find her so pretty, though not one tom has impressed her.
Kalia has very dark green eyes, like the darkest grass you can see, or the deepest green amber stone. They stand out the most on her face and over the left eye she has a huge ginger patch. Her nose is rather pink that shines when the light hits it.
Kalia has small, feathery wings the colour of pink on her back. They may be small but she could fly forever with them. They rest lightly on her back so she doesn't feel them when running or walking. Kalia's tail is very long, with deep patches all over it, at the very tip of it is the biggest patch on her whole body and face. Her tail is quite curly and boogie for a cat, but it gives Kalia something different from others.
Should I just stay in bed?
oh, now on the inside.[/size]
favorites. Food, talk-able, Joyful, helpful, brave, willing to anything for her group, Loves a good laugh.
Should I live in my head?
disregards. Death, anger, Giftege, loners, her power.
Oh God so many questions to ask
fears. The end (Aka Death)
Oh you could call me lazy
brief inlook. Kind, caring, brave, useful, understanding
I think of it as taking my time
personality. Kalia is a nice, talk-able she-cat who would do anything for her clan. She is brave and willing to do anything for it, see it to the end if she had to. Brave is her main role, by being a spy she aways has to be brave, but there are something not even Kalia could be brave about. Death scares her. The sight, the smell, the thought just sends a chill up her spine. She had never been good at it, and it scares her that one day she'll be gone and it scares the life out of her. The other thing that scares Kalia is being found out she's a spy by the Giftege. If that happened who knew what the other group may do and what others may do to her.
Kalia really, really hates her power to feel what others feel, she hates the fact that she will never get away from the feelings of others, like it's sucking her in to feel the sorrow, the hurt, the anger ETC. Though she has learned to control it she still strongly hates it and would do anything to get rid of it, even trade it in for something worst.
Most cats say the way to a tom's heart is food, well in this case it's the way to Kalia's heart. She loves food. Though she's not at all fat [very slim ^^] she just loves it. Whatever it is she'll eat it. Her mother use to tell her off all the time for eating too much food or for stealing from her brothers.
Kalia hates anger. She doesn't like the feel of it nor how others do it. She never gets mad or at least she tries not to. The other thing she hates is loners and Giftege. She hates them due to the fact that if there wasn't any longs or Gigtege the Volatilis would have so much more land, and food.
Unlike most cats in the Volatilis, Kalia insist that she doesn't own any slaves. She doesn't like the thought of making them do everything for her nor being in charge of them all of the time.
‘Cos I don’t want to do what I don’t want to do
a glimmer of the past, the present and the future[/size]
lineage.
Mother; Dead
Brothers; Luka, Jakob, Kobe, Sacha
But oh my God if I was somebody I’d be doing it all just fine
history. Kalia was born in Giftege camp to a pretty she-cat with her four brothers. She was the only she-cat in that litter and her mother would always joke to her back then that it was a blessing that she had one she-cat. Kalia knew no father, her mother never told her nor her brothers who their father was. If they ever asked she would shot them down with a glare and mutter something along the lines 'It was an accident'. Words that she thought none of her kits hear but sadly they did. Not that it helped them much. But I will tell you that they father was a 'One Night Only' and that it wasn't anything to be. She never told the tom that he was a father. Even from this day he has no idea he has five little kits of his jumping about here and there.
The kits grew up fast knowing what they were meant to be and what powers they had. Kalia was the last of her siblings to find out her power. She didn't know about it until she saw a mother crying over the death of a kit. All that day she felt weak, sad , and she wanted to die. The mother of that kit killed herself that night and Kalia not knowing it, was going to do that to. End her life. But she never manged to do it, her brothers saw her plan and stopped her in her tracks. No sooner had this happened her mother had figured out Kalia's huge power. Kalia was worried about her power, she felt everything anyone ever felt. Her mother who loved her deeply found a tom who was willing to teach her to control her power. Thankfully for Kalia, he taught her everything and no sooner than she had found it she had learned to control it. Kalia was a very busy apprentice, learning how to be a great spy, and also being taught a little bit more about her power every day. Kalia as a apprentice worked hard to prove herself to the clan and quicker than it had come Kalia had finished her Spy Training. Becoming a full Spy. Kalia was proud of herself and worked hard everyday up to now. Her brothers soon became warriors, Hunters ETC. But she was the only Spy between the five of them.
Kalia had a easy first year and beginning of the second, but sadly' half way through her second year her mother got very ill. Some illness no cat had ever seen. The Adviser tried very hard to save Kalia's mother but she died in the night. Kalia, Heart-broken, look towards the sky for guidance. Seeking everything she needed to know and a glimmer of her mother. Nothing. From the death of her mother, Kalia had wished she hadn't died and wished that she knew who her father was. Even if he was a cold-hearted tom, Kalia would not care. Just as long as she knew who's blood she had inside of her.
But I'm a Real Late Starter
my puppet master is here.[/size]
nickname. I have loads of nicknames CD Feel free to call me anything. Though for now until someone has nicknamed me, call me Kalia.
So I'm making up for lost time
why you joined. I joined this site because I was so bored with my other role-playing sites D=
They had 0% of peeps on, and it was getting quite tiring!
But I'm so polite – I do it all of the time
how you found us. I saw you advertise for this site ^^
I missed my calling in life
roleplay sample.
She walked quickly yet silently along the small path that lead her to the camp of the Giftege. Her white fur shined in the light of the round moon in the deep, dark night sky. Her ginger patches looked like black against the white fur in the dark. But her green eyes gleamed like the stars above her head. She trod carefully along the path, small stones and dust stuck to her paws though she could not feel it. The wind blew ever so softly in her ear, whispering words that not even her could figure out. Maybe it said her name, Kalia, or did it say something else? Kalia didn't really care right now. She was on a mission. A mission to spy onto the Giftege. Something others call easy but these words only came out of the mouth of cats who never spied before in their lives. The trees loomed over her, making the forest much darker, and scary but too lost in thought she was. Planing for the upcoming event.
What seemed like a life time of walking to Kalia, she finally saw the cave where the Giftege lived. The waterfall made a silent whooshing noise in the night, she could only just see the flowing water. Knowing what she must do she walked up to the cave. Heart pounding against her little chest. Then she was spotted. By a pure bred Giftege tom. Who Kalia guessed was a guard. His short pelt was black as black in the dark and his eyes only stood out a little. Gleaming a slight Amber colour.
"Who dares comes to the Giftege camp?!" He hissed jumped of a rock he had been resting on. The he saw Kalia's small, pretty pink wings. "A Volatilis?!" He hissed. The tom took a deep breath in. Trying to figure out her scent;if she was still with the Volatilis or if she had left. Thankfully for Kalia she had rolled in some damp leaves in the forest making her scent smell like loner who had left the Volatilis.
"A loner?" The tom questioned falling for her trick.
"Yes. A loner. I have heard so many great things of the Giftege and wish to join you." She meowed dipping her head to the tom. The tom seemed to like this a lot.
"Well, I am not the Sharman. She is the one to decide whether you join or not. Follow me to her." He meowed.
Kalia dipped her head again and followed. It had worked, not she only had to fool Vita....
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