Post by Deleted on Jun 25, 2013 7:02:31 GMT -5
Name: Jagged
Reason for name: Jagged was named Jagged due to her broken tail. Just liked saying she has a crooked tail. A jagged tail.
Gender: Female
Age: 41 moons
Position: Leader
Clan: BloodClan
Breakdown of abilities and weaknesses:
- Speed: 3/5
- Stamina: 4/5
- Physical Strength: 5/5
- Mental Strength: 3/5
{Strengths}
Jagged has the ability to swipe up a piece of prey with her crooked tail. Some of you may be thinking, Why the heck is picking up prey so important to write down in strengths? Any cat can do that! But this time, that is not the case. In fact, Jagged can use her tail to trip cats in battle. So, it does come in handy besides picking up prey.
The leader may seem at a disadvantage at climbing trees. Yet you haven't seen her use her tail to climb! Jagged can indeed dig her claws into the tree's bark if she is about to slip, but she can also hook her tail onto the branch.
Jagged's venomous teeth are very helpful in some cases. For example, a WindClan warrior is about to slice her throat with their talons. She can react quickly and sink her teeth into the WindClan cat's paw. The venom usually startles any cat and makes them jump off.
{Weaknesses}
Jagged's tail is a weakness as well as a strength. As stated before, it can be useful in climbing. But not always... She can easily loose her balance and fall to the ground if her reactions aren't quick. And say she's fighting someone in the trees. You wouldn't want to know the end of that story.
Let's get this clear; she has anger issues. Jagged will go insane. {Stated in personality.} And when she goes insane, she can get herself killed. The leader might launch her clan into battle and with her insanity, make a lot of sloppy moves. Or really powerful moves. It really just depends on how insane she is. If she is really insane, it is highly likely she will kill you. If she is a bit insane, it is most likely you'll kill her.
The leader is weak when it comes to deciding the right time to send BloodClan into battle. Many lives are normally lost, but not too many that half of the clan is dead. Note that she is still a new leader, so give her some time. Jagged has been told this by her warriors and the medicine cat. So she has been trying to work on it and improve her status.
Appearance:
Jagged is a pretty she-cat indeed, but she isn't exactly perfect. She is a ruffled ginger tabby she-cat. Her fur is nice and thin, but not glossy or sleek. You would think that she just doesn't groom her fur, but trust me, she does. It just never stays flat after she grooms it a thousand times. Jagged just decided that her fur was meant to be ruffled for the rest of her life. She has a long, weapon-like tail that is fluffier than the rest of her fur.
Jagged has blazing amber eyes that seem a bit small compared to other cats' eyes. Well, not exactly small. But narrow and more focused. Maybe even a bit duller than others.
Jagged's tail might seem fine at first looks, but there is actually an edge. Her tail isn't exactly broken, but crooked. If it was broken half of her tail would be hanging down, just a pile of fur and bones.
To sum it all up, she is a she-cat with little imperfections. In some cats' eyes, her tail might actually seem pretty cool.
Severity and Breakdown of Adaptations:
Jagged is a lithe type of cat. The impact of the amount of food she eats isn't really severe. None of her ribs show, it just keeps her nice and skinny. In fact, the amount of food she eats is perfect for Jagged's bulky and tall frame. It supports her speed and some of her battle moves.
She is mainly modeled after bats and venomous snakes. Jagged is not exactly nocturnal but likes to sleep in and stay up late at night. Very often, the leader likes to launch attacks at night when the enemy is least expecting one.
Jagged has hollow, elongated teeth filled with very strong venom. In fact, her venom is based on the Death Adder. {The appropriately named Death Adder is found in Australia and New Guinea. They actually hunt and kill other snakes, usually via ambush. Death Adders look quite similar to vipers, in that they have triangular shaped heads and short, squat bodies. They typically inject around 40-100mg of venom with an LD of 0.4mg-0.5mg/kg. An untreated Death Adder bite is one of the most dangerous in the world. The venom is a neurotoxin. A bite causes paralysis and can cause death within 6 hours, due to respiratory failure. Symptoms generally peak within 24-48 hours. Antivenin is very successful in treating a bite from a Death Adder, particularly due to the relatively slow progression of symptoms, but before its development, a Death Adder bite had a fatality rate of 50%. With the quickest strike in the world, a Death Adder can go from strike position to striking and back again within 0.13 of a second.} But of course, there are herbs that can treat the leader's very dangerous bite. So it isn't as deadly as the real Death Adder.
{Level 3 adaption type.}
Personality:
Jagged is a snappy and aggressive type of cat. If something angers her she will immediately talk back with a butter tone. She is very aggressive when it comes to talking back and border arguments. Jagged won't hesitate to launch her clan into battle with an enemy. Basically, she is short-tempered.
Even though she may seem like this nasty leader so far, she isn't that nasty when you get to know her. In fact, Jagged might even be the slightest bit sweet and caring to you. She is calm other times, and tries figure things out before jumping to conclusions.
She might go a bit insane at times in battle or if something upsets her a lot. Jagged will most likely rip their throat out and shove it down their neck. Though, other times she might just crouch in a corner and talk to herself. Though, her insanity will only last an hour or so.
Jagged is a noble and loyal member of BloodClan. She will do anything to protect her clan, even at he cost of her life. As long as she dies honorably and bravely, she'll accept dying for her clan.
Specific moral Values:
Jagged's goal is to destroy WindClan for good. They scarred her for life, so now she wants to make them pay. They killed Robin, so they shall be killed for that. She is very determined about this goal.
Not just that, but Jagged also wants to take over all the clans. She wants to show the all what strength and power means. How to fight like a warrior and not like a weakling.
{Quote}
It is impossible to suffer without making someone pay for it; every complaint already contains revenge.
Friedrich Nietzsche
Relationships:
Mother: Leopard {Deceased}
Father: Desertstorm {Deceased, formerally in ShadowClan}
Sisters: Roseblood {Moved to WindClan} and Robin {Deceased}
Brother: Jet {Missing}
Mortal Enemies: WIP
Enemies: WIP
Best Friends: WIP
Friends: WIP
History:
Jagged(Kit):
Jagged's tail was no battle scar. It was just what she was born with. At first her parents despised Jagged's little jagged tail. But they soon came to like it as it s actually came to use in doing some things. For example, getting prey first. Jagged could run up to the freshkill, turn around, and have a piece of prey in her tail. Maybe even more than one piece. So back then, Jagged would always carry prey to her mother and siblings.
Jagged(Apprentice):
Jagged struggled as an apprentice. For example, whenever she went to a gathering she would loose her balance because of her jagged tail and plop right into the water.
One day her mentor was training her to climb trees incase ThunderClan attacked. And the reason for this was because he thought that ThunderClan had turned into squirrels. Sadly, Jagged lost her balance and fell to the ground. She only got a sprained paw and a couple of snagged claws. But they healed soon enough.
Jaggedtail(Warrior/deputy):
Jaggedtail soon became a warrior. She was proud of her name, and wanted to prove that she could be the best warrior even though she had a jagged tail. Her name was indeed based off of her tail, as the leader at the time thought to be ashamed of it. To be remember by the horrid thing she was birthed with. And of course Jaggedtail proved herself as a warrior. She went on lots of patrols, hunting very often, and fought her fiercest in all the battles she participated in. And due to her hard work and everything else helpful she did to BloodClan, she was promoted to deputy.
Jagged(Leader):
Jagged is still a new leader to BloodClan as they previous one just died a couple of days ago. She is still trying to get used to the feeling she is in charge of the whole clan and what it does. But Jagged will get used to it.
Timeline:
Kithood
Apprenticeship
Warrior life
Featured in:
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Assignments:
♥ First assignment that was given to the whole sight.
♥ I will hopefully find new goals/assignments for myself.
Extra:
N/A
Writing Sample:
It had been a long life. But Shade always had a second one to live. That is if a healer came in time. From where you would stand to look down at Shade, it would seem as if she was dying from old age or a sickness inside her. The drone wasn't dying because of that, but because of poison.
Yep, a poisonous snake had bit her on the patrol she had lead. Shade's patrol was original supposed to paint the border with venom from snakes. But it didn't end out well at all. Even her life hadn't ended out well. All the death and fates and crap...
Shade's life played out before her eyes. Just as if it were a movie with a sad ending. In fact, everyone's life was exactly like that. A darn movie they had to watch twice. Once, you lived in the movie. Well, you were an actor in teh movie. Then the second time you had to watch the movie before you died.
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Her life had all started when Phantomcorpse and Carnivalcorpse had fallen in love. They had bred a nice bunch of kitties. Phantomcorpse had cared for the kits while Carnivalcorpse continued his duties. Phantomcorpse and Carnivalcorpse couldn't always take care of their kittens as they had a lot of other things to do. So the kits weren't given full love.
Soon enough, Carnivalcorpse's interest in mechanics and robotics sparked up. And every genius needs their own lab and minions, right? He set up a secret lab, hidden away from any BloodClanner. Even the drones don't remember that area or their minds being tampered with. If you found the place, Carnivalcorpse would've brainwashed you so you wouldn't remember his lab.
Carnivalcorpse's plan was simple, take some of his kits when they grew older and turn them into drones. And maybe even make some drones his minions. Though, he would have to wait a little while until his kits grew up. Because a kit or a trainee might not be able to handle the surgery and tampering with their brains.
The drones would have a slightly complicated system implanted in their brain. Well, to some people it might seem easy, others, not really. If there was a fight, the drone's feelings would shut off and the drone would be forced to either kill or capture. That all depended on the difficulty of the animal she was trying to kill. If the difficulty bar was above 8, the drone would simply capture the animal and throw them in the pit. If it was any lower the drone would try their best to kill them. The way of the bar and measure... You wouldn't like to know. At least Shade had the bar in her mind. The drone had no idea if it was planted in others. Or maybe it was just her own mind which had created it up... A small malfunction in her system or something.
So Carnivalcorpse watched his kits grow up to first tiers. But during the period of time from kit to first tier, a lot had changed. And Shade couldn't remember any of it. Want to know why? After she became a drone her memory of the past was brainwashed. Basically, the past is speaking itself until Shade becomes a drone in this movie.
The deputy of BloodClan took a couple of his kits in. Like Shade, Reaper, Shield, Risencorpse, Bluntheart, and Error. There was probably one or two more, but some of them have gone missing overtime.
Anyways, Carnivalcorpse took those bunch of kits in. He tempered with their brains, enhancing them and gifting them with the power to switch off their emotions when there was a fight. Other than that, the drones were allowed to have emotions outside of battle.
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Shade's amber eyes flashed open, a hollowness still in them. The drone was somewhere in the middle of the desert, the sun beating down onto her savannah cat fur. All she could remember was her parents, siblings, she was in BloodClan, and that she was a drone. Of course she knew she was loyal to BloodClan and loved it with all her heart.{ Plus, she could breathe, walk, talk, and all that basic stuff to answer any of your random questions about this part. Just being cautious cause I knew it would probably come from one of you.}
She muttered something under her breath and warily got to her paws, her head aching like h*ll. Shade's eyes weren't adjusted to the bright sunlight, so she had to squint. The drone knew BloodClan camp wasn't very far, only about five minutes away. Hopefully she would find a water source along the way so she didn't die in the heat.
When Shade arrived in camp, everyone gave her friendly greetings as if they had been friends since forever. But the way she saw them, they were strangers to the drone. She continued on, a frown on her maw as she padded over to the fresh-kill pile. At that point in time, it wasn't hard to tell that she had lost her memory.
And that was the fateful day Shade woke up to find that her memory had been stolen.
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Then there was the day she learnt her mother, Phantomcorpse, died.
Shade was devastated by this fact. The drone was motherless, and only had a father to take care of her. A father who she couldn't even cough an 'I'm proud of you darling' out of.
She was depressed for days, and she personally admitted that she had been a bit lazy during that time. The medicine cats would call it 'mourning mono'. A state where after someone's death, an animal became more lazy and barely wanted to do anything. It rarely happened to BloodClanners, but somehow it came around to Shade.
Soon enough she got used to the feeling of only having a father. Shade couldn't remember enough about Phantomcorpse to have 'mourning mono' for a month or so as it usually lasted. She began to forget about her, but sometime after this event, the memories would all flood back to her.
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Shade wanted to make her father proud of her. The drone wanted him to say 'I'm proud of you' to her personally.
So she tried to with all her heart. Shade took out countless patrols and worked her butt off. But still, nothing. It seemed as if she was invisible to Carnivalcorpse. Like she was just that drone sitting at the entrance of camp, guarding. Nameless because she was nothing to her father. Just a worthless piece of crap invented to protect BloodClan.
Shade became known for randomly asking people to go out on patrols. And to this day, the drone is still teased about it. She even laughs at herself about t, sometimes realizing how she always pops up at odd times and suddenly feels in the mood to go on a patrol.
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Shade soon found a love waiting at the entrance of BloodClan one day. His name was Fleshwound.
Fleshwound was a handsome ginger tabby, not a single thing ugly about him. Most animals would say that his missing eye was ugly and to be despised, but Shade prized that. Well, she did hate it a bit because it caused some drama.
Once Shade padded up to him and struck up a conversation, Fleshwound realized she was a drone. He began spitting and hissing at the drone, hating what she was.
It may not seem like Fleshwound had ended up a love, but trust me, he did. Shade was tortured so much by his words tears streamed down her muzzle, making parts of her fur damp. Fleshwound felt sympathy, and stopped being so mean.
The next night, he apologized to Shade as they watched the stars fill the sky. Shade naturally excepted it, wiping her tears away with a nimble paw.
Fleshwound explained his past, and how a drone had ripped out his eye. Well, not exactly a drone, but his brother, Crimsonstain.
SMALL FLASHBACK
His father had taught them to be vicious and gruesome, to not feel anything in battle. No sympathy, no anything. No emotions. Fleshwound's father also taught them to practice with claws unsheathed, as if it were a real battle.
And one day Crimsonstain went insane. During training Crimsonstain and Fleshwound has their claws unsheathed as usual. Crimsonstain wanted to try something more advanced, like ripping something off someone's face. So Fleshwound's brother tried, and successfully ripped out his eye.
SMALL FLASHBACK OVER
That night they fell in love and mated, deciding they were going to have kits. Fleshwound forgot about his past, and knew that Shade wouldn't be that cold-hearted. Or would she?
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Shade had six wonderful kits, and gave them each a special name that represented their appearance or personality. Brokenkit, Berry, Snowkit, Leafkit, Chiffonkit, and Roulettekit.
She loved them with all her heart, but the drone would regret what she did later on. And I'm not talking about giving birth to such beautiful kits, but something else.
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It wasn't long before Shade found out that Fleshwound had had an affair the night before they had mated.
Fleshwound had betrayed her for Forestleaf. Cheated her. Broken her. Shattered her. Left her hopeless. Left her heart-broken. Left her feeling empty. Left her to feel and know all of these things...
Naturally, Shade wanted revenge. Revenge, blood, and more revenge. The drone killed one of Forestleaf's kits, and Fleshwound still hasn't forgiven her for that. From that point on, their relationship became a bit... Shaky.
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Let's just say, Shade was extremely angry to find out Fleshwound and Forestleaf had an affair. And after this event, the drone felt really guilty.
The stars were out, shining so bright. But new stars would be added as four kits were to die tonight. Shade looked down at Brokenkit, Leafkit, Snowkit, and Berry. Solemnly, the drone unsheathed her claws and prepared to feel guilt after this. Fleshwound had vanished, and had mated Forestleaf. The kits were never meant to be. But she would save Chiffonkit and Roulettekit as they were her prized kits. Blood splattered everywhere as Shade's claws slaughtered four of her kits.
It was over now. Over and done with. Shade picked up the four limp kittens in her jaw and brought them out into the cold desert. The drone made graves for each of them, tears filling her eyes. No. She should not feel sad about this. She should feel happy about this. Most of the past was washed away. Shade thrust each kit into their grave and put the sand back over them. One day, someone would find them. But she didn't care. It was just bodies. It wouldn't mean anything to the person who found it.
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It seemed that by killing one of Forestleaf's kits Shade had pissed him off enough to make him commit suicide or something. Just like that, her mate vanished into thin air. No goodbye, not even a trace as to where he left.
Shade didn't go insane yet, but began to regret killing four of her kits even more. Four memories of Fleshwound gone and buried under the sand of BloodClan. Never to be dug up again.
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Then came Carnivalcorpse's death. So much death and pain lately. But the death and pain would get worse.
Carnivalcorpse was found lying on the floor, no blood surrounding him. Some animals commented that he had died of old age. But Shade knew that he would've noticed getting sick and all. So she believed something bigger and much more worse had happened to him somehow.
And nope, still no insanity. Yet...
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And here is where another love story comes in!
You see, Shade first met Cursedmind when he was just a trainee. There weren't any signs of love back then, just kind of friends. The time they exactly met is when they were comforting Darkenpaw. Darkenpaw looked like he was about to commit suicide, claws in his head and blood gushing out. Shade, Cursedmind(paw at that time), and Projunda raced in to stop this act. He was saved, and denied that he was about to commit suicide. That struck up a whole conversation about Darkenpaw's past and how he was the tiny speck in the corner of Serpentine's painting of BloodClan. It was a ton of bull crap about the painting to Shade, yet she listened anyway. Cursedmind added a couple of comments and suggested things while Shade kept quiet. And that my dears, was how they met. {And how Darkenpaw and Projunda fell in love.}
Nope, the romance isn't here yet. Cursedmind eagerly stepped into patrols with her, and they enjoyed that time. They were becoming a bit more than friends, more like best friends. Patrols and battles would be when they normally saw each other, talking about putting more corpses on the border and stuff. It was a bit sad for Cursedmind though. Becoming a better friend with Shade meant he was spending less time with Darknepaw, what used to be one of his best friends. {As one of his posts stated.} But Cursedmind still hung out with his old buddy sometimes. He wanted to keep his friends balanced so there were no huge problems.
Once Cursedpaw became Cursedmind he began thinking about taking in a mate and having kits. That's when the romance started. The average chatting Shade and Cursedmind had together had become something more. It had become love. A feeling emitting from them both and making them fall deeply in love. The chatting about patrols had turned into the chatting about the future, and what they would become.
Shade soon had to think about what would happen to her mate. The drone knew she would have to kill Fleshwound if Cursedmind found out, to prove her loyalty to him. Her kits would mean nothing to her from then on, as she had to keep her other mate a secret. But Fleshwound wasn't seen much, which made it easier for her to hide her secret from both of them.
And not even after a day or two, Shade found out about Fleshwound's mate, Forestleaf. Forestleaf had had a litter of kits, which Shade promised to slaughter each and every one of them. She promised herself she would get her revenge on Flesheound and curse the day her kits were born. Shade wouldn't tolerate with a bastard like Fleshwound, and she would only love Cursedmind from then on.
Soon enough, the love sent a call into the wild. A bird lurking near the river heard that call, and flew to the heavens above. The bird told his friends that kits needed to be prepared. And so, whoever was in charge of those heavens, sent orders to his/her minions to create kittens and place them in Shade's belly. The kits were created with specific genetics so that it would mach Cursedmind's and Shade's genetics mixed together. They were perfect little darlings, and the person in charge knew that Shade would think so do. And so, that is how, kits are made! ;D
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Again, Cursedmind, her new mate, disappeared after she had kits.
Now this is where the insanity comes in.
Shade began talking to a dead tree she found in the middle of the desert. Projunda had personally talked to her and said that Darkenpaw and Cursedmind were gone for good. Nothing more to it. The drone began thinking the tree was Fleshwound and Cursedmind. As if they had been playing a game of hide and seek this whole time.
Then Amour personally talked to Shade and got her out of her insanity. Nothing would ever be the same, and the drone knew that.
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Shade really had no important history after that. The drone just took a little search patrol to ThunderClan and 'beat Noblesparrow's butt'.
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The heat of the sun blazed down on her fur. Shade's fur was slightly dark, so it attracted a bit more heat than others with lighter fur.
The drone stared at the large and venomous snake with narrowed amber eyes. She knew that the kill would be easy as she had done it a thousand times. A snake a tad bit bigger than the other ones she had killed wouldn't be a problem.
Shade lunged for it, claws instinctively unsheathing and preparing to sink into the snake's body. The snake's head was farther away, so she wouldn't need to bat its head away. By the time it realized Shade was sinking her claws into it, the snake would be dead.
But none of that happened.
It turned out the head was actually what Shade had thought to be the tail. The snake's head was pointed, just like a snake's tail should be. But how was Shade supposed to know?
The snake's venomous jaw snapped shut around Shade's neck. The drone looked at her patrol for help, but they didn't seem to be paying attention. She didn't want to screech because she would loose more air that could keep her breathing for longer.
Shade finally managed to kill the snake, but the poison had already been ejected into her neck. The only sign that she had been bit by the snake was two holes on each side of her neck.
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The movie ended, and Shade snapped back to reality. The savannah cat's vision was growing slightly blurry, but she could still identify what and where everything or everyone was.
The drone was in the center of camp after dragging herself where she was. Shade had used her last pieces of strength to get to camp, and didn't have a lot left to fight off the venom any longer.
She had one last life after this one died. But if she was to live her second life, something needed to be done about the venom. Something... Or else she would have to possess another animal. A wolf sounded good to her. Or maybe a serval... Shade truly had no clue.
A smile rested on Shade's maw as she felt herself fading away a tiny bit more. The drone took in her last breath of air, then her first life died. Her second life wouldn't kick in for a while. So she would just have to wait in the blackness.
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