move. It is still a tail.
Festival of Memory Celebrations
Unsure Blade currently has no relationships
RP exampleTime Zone:
NZST (New Zealand Standard Time) or NZDT (New Zealand Daylight Time)
My time zone changes due to daylight savings. I will cross out the zone that doesn’t apply.
With role-playing, I prefer Notes over most other methods. With replies, I do expect at least a paragraph of action (I loathe the script role-play format and will not use it in serious role-plays). Also, to keep things tidy and because I do sometimes take a while to reply to role-plays, I ask that you DO NOT send a new note for each response! Just reply to the other one.
Chatrooms: The dAmn network is quite faulty for me, so my chances of joining in on a chatroom role-play is dependent on my computer’s will to co-operate.
Skype: I don’t use Skype often, but if you want to role-play over Skype then please Note me for my username.
Blog: I will check the clan’s role-play blog every few daysScript Format (NB: I hate using this format, and will ONLY use it in comments on deviations. Do NOT ask me to use this format in serious role-plays)
Blade: *approaches you slowly, grinning with his teeth exposed* Well, I warn’t expectin’ company, fo’ sure…but aw well. Wha’s ya name, hm? *sidles up to you, giving you a good once-over as he circles around you* P’raps we coul’ ‘ave a spar lat’r, if yer up fer it. Are ya up fer it?Paragraph Format
The Bug-type’s wings fluttered slightly as he wandered through the forest, his extended claws kicking up dirt and gravel with every step. Blade preferred the shelter of the trees to the bustle of the city; it was calmer here, more pleasant. Moreover, here he was almost guaranteed not to run into any other cats. Not that he particularly disliked company – on the contrary, he even invited it sometimes – but the peacefulness of being all alone soothed him immensely.
As he reached the forest border, Blade lay down under a large tree and yawned. It was a warm day, and even with the shade of the trees the mantis could feel the heat. As he squirmed into a more comfortable position, Blade mumbled to himself.
“Sure’s a nice day, hm. Kinda wish there was som’un ta spar with…but aw well. Can’ ‘ave ev’rythin’, now, can we? Gotta be patient, take life as it comes. Do wish som’un was ‘round, tha.”
The Scyther cat lay his head down on his paws, still mumbling incoherently about the nice weather and the will to find some company. However, he soon started to feel drowsy, the warmth of the sun encouraging him to take a long, well-deserved nap. Eventually, he shut his eyes and let himself snooze for a while, his ears flickering occasionally as he rested.
I do not own Pokemon or the Poke-Cat concept