[ThunderClan] Brindlestorm [Deputy] [N/F]

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I'm not done with him. Yet.

( * AND HE SMILES AND MAKES BELIEVE )
Brindlestorm said he'd never leave

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Yus, I'm using Brindlestar from SS. But I'm changing his name to Brindlestorm. xD

( * THE STAGE IS SET AND THERE IS NO TURNING BACK NOW )
the puppet master .

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[/b] and i guess i have some pet names but that's the name i like. anyways, i've been pulling these strings for erm... about two years and you don't know how many puppets i've made dance. it's hard when we're all on these different times, and so you know that i'm not some lunatic who's never on, i'm on Eastern Time so there you are! oh, right, i almost forgot! sometimes you can catch me impersonating random people and i'm loving it too! you need proof of my puppetry skills? fine! i swear, you're gonna be amazed, though.

This is just a random example, so you probably won't know what it's talking about. It is longer than some of my posts. But it is around the average of how much I tend to write. Maybe a few paragraphs less... but oh well.

Mistystar watched as a leaf fell from a tall oak near the edge of the meadow. It slowly floated down from the sky, and fell on top of the thin blanket of snow covering the ground. She yawned, staring up at the night sky. The stars were peeking out from behind the trees, and the moonlight shined onto the snow, making it shimmer and sparkle under the pale light. Starlight gleaming in her eyes, the black she-cat stood from where she was sitting and stretched her legs. The black leader lept down from her rock.
This place... this meadow, was Mistystar's most favorite place in the whole territory. Her most favorite place ever, so far in her life. She was the only cat that knew of the place [so far, at least]. It was so peaceful, and... and so lovely. A quiet breeze swept by, tugging at Mistystar's fur. She took in a deep breath, letting the cool air fill her lungs. Exhaling, the cat padded forward, to the dark tunnel. The tunnel was the worst part of the journey to her meadow, but it was well worth it. With a sigh, Mistystar stepped into the dark hole and was gone.
Her whiskers touched the walls of the tunnel as she twisted and turned through the darkness. She lost her footing a few times as the ground slanted suddenly upwards, or jutted downwards. At last, the she-cat emerged from the dank hole and flicked her tail in satisfaction. It was moonhigh, and her paws were growing exausted. Mistystar continued on towards the camp, dragging her paws slowly. She stopped in a few places to dig up the fresh kill that she had buried on her way to the meadow.
Critters dangling from her mouth, Mistystar finally made it into camp. She nodded at the warriors who were guarding the camp entrance, then padded over to the fresh-kill pile and placed her prey there. Her mind whirled with doubts. Was it wrong to sneak off like this? To go to a special place that only she knew about? Her meadow was plentiful with prey. Perhaps she should tell her Clan about it. They would have more territory, which amounts to more prey.
But on the other hand [or paw, rather..], what if the other Clans found out about their territory expansion. Would they try and take some of OakClan's territory in result? Would the other Clans take advantage of them, since they would have more territory to look after? Mistystar shook her head. The time wasn't right, just yet. Someday... she would tell her Clan about her meadow. She just couldn't bring herself to do it now. Stifling a sigh, the black cat twitched her ears and padded to her den. She made herself a bed inside, and layed down, hoping to get some sleep.
Perhaps she would tell Rainmask about it. Yes. She could do that. With a satisfied nod, Mistystar placed her head in-between her paws and drifted effortlessly into a dreamless sleep.

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( * AND I CAN PROMISE YOU I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO FORGET )
the character basics .

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[/color] FULL NAME :
Brindlestorm
Brindle: His pelt has brindle-ish markings on it.
Storm: One, the brindle markings are splattered across his fur, like... a storm? (I don't know how to describe it? xD) Second, he has anger issues randomly, and his leader knew that well when they named him a warrior.
--- * NICKNAMES :
Brindlestorm, mostly. Some cats call him Brindle if they don't feel like saying the suffix.
--- * AGE :
Thirty seven moons
--- * DATE OF BIRTH :
He was born in Newleaf. Around the middle of the second moon into it.
--- * GENDER :
Tom

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( * MIRROR, MIRROR, ON THE WALL THIS IS HOW A HERO FALLS )
appearances are everything and nothing .

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[/color] BODY TYPE :
As for his build, Brindlestorm has quite a normal sized body. His legs are short, and his upper body is compact, and muscular. The tom's leg muscles are hard and tough. From all of his duties, they have grown very strong, and when Brindlestorm runs long distances, they are quite an advantage. He has broad shoulders, and a large chest. His paws are fairly big, but not as large as some cat's. Brindlestorm has a long tail that is weighted down with fur. He finds it heavy to carry sometimes.
--- * HEIGHT & WEIGHT :
He is about.. a foxtail and a half in length, and weighs about 14 lbs in our scale
--- * FUR :
Brindlestormis a fluffy, multi-colored tom with grass-green eyes. His fur is quite... large, you could say, in some places. In others, it lays flat and short. He has black, brown and tan fur, which form strange tabby markings all over his body. Stripes line his face, going across his cheeks, forehead and nose. In the center of Brindlestorm's stomach, there is an odd marking, that looks like the shape of a cat's head. All of the stripes on his tummy shape around the marking, as though they are trying to avoid touching the thing. He finds it very strange. He has a puffy tail, that seems never-ending, it's so long.
--- * EYES :
He has pale-green eyes, like the color of Newleaf grass. They have yellowish flecks in them, and are normal sized for the most part, though, they do seem a bit slanted.
--- * UNIQUE FEATURES :
The tom has worn claws, and hard pads. His fangs are pretty sharp. Any cat would probably not want to be bitten by them. Brindlestar has had alot of scars in his life. He once had a broken paw, from a boulder that had landed on it. Every now and then, the tom still feels a jolt of pain where he had hurt it. On his flank, there are three deep scars, from a battle that he had fought in as a warrior. There were many more scars, but they have mostly healed by now.--- * SHORT OVERALL :
WILL DO THIS LATER

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( * I LAUGHED WHEN YOU SAID THAT WORDS ARE ONLY WORDS )
everybody has a personality .

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[/color] LIKES :
x- Combat
x-- Organizing patrols, hunting, normal deputy stuff like that
x--- Playing with kits. He just loves them for some reason.
x---- Battle training apprentices. He likes to hear them whine and complain. It amuses him.
x----- Joking around.
x------ Climbing trees
x------- The scent of she-cats. Well, most of them...
--- * DISLIKES :
x- Fighting with a Clanmate
x-- The taste of mouse-bile
x--- Swimming. He's not so talented, there.
x---- Awkward silences. They're just.. awkward.
x----- Twoleg monsters
--- * QUIRKS / HABITS :
x- He finds himself muttering alot. To himself. He doesn't know why.
x--
--- * STRENGTHS / WEAKNESSES :
x-- Brindlestorm gets depressed easily. But the depressions pass rather quickly.
x--- His mind wanders easily, and he finds himself not paying attention some of the time.
x---- Brindlestorm has random anger problems. They dont get too bad, but bad enough.
x----- The tom is pretty forgetful. The only reason he remembers to organize patrols is because he has been the deputy for awhile, and has had practice.
x------- He is a skillful fighter
x-------- His quick-wits get him out of tough situations
x---------Brindlestorm is a good debator. He can persuade cats to do almost anything for him.
--- * SECRETS :
x- He is afraid of water. He almost drowned as a kit. He's afraid others will think he's stupid for it.
x-- Brindlestorm
--- * FEARS :
x- Afraid of water. Almost drowned as a kit.
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--- * GREATEST GOAL/FAILURE :
list goal , then explain why it's their greatest goal .
for the failure , list it and tell how and why it went wrong .
--- * OTHER :
mmmm .
--- * OVERALL PERSONALITY :
admin limit here .
DETAIL DETAIL DETAIL ! you can always use things from what you just filled out , that's what the lists are for !

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( * AND BEHIND THESE EYES ARE MY TRUTHS AND LIES )
history is an explanation .

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[/color] PARENTS :
mother's name , age , rank
father's name , age , rank
just because your character might not know doesn't mean you don't
--- * SIBLINGS :
siblings names , ages , rank/s
--- * OTHER SIGNIFICANT PEOPLE :
S
name , age , relation , rank, clan
--- * LOVERS :
None, so far.
--- * BEST MEMORY :
explain why it's their best memory
--- * WORST MEMORY :
explain why it's their worst memory
--- * FEARS :
4 + and give the reason , or probable reason .
--- * OVERALL HISTORY :
200+. GO INTO DETAIL ! this should explain a lot about why and how the character acts and is !
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( * OUR FINAL MOMENTS ARE THE ONE WE USE THE FULLEST )
the other little stuff .

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[/color] RULES ARE THERE FOR A REASON :
Do you really think I wouldn't read them? Well I did.
--- * FAMOUS LAST WORDS :
"Its your bloomin birthday!"
--- * ANYTHING ELSE :
This was a long form that made me feel lazy and brain-dead.
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( * CREDITS ! )
ohwhoah .

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[/color] LISTEN UP !
( ALISON ) of the BLANK PAGES made this application and if you steal it she will go into mega!pregnant dog mode and nomnomnom you and everything you love . so don't do it ! 8DDD basically , leave the credit on and competently fill out the app please . also , if you rip characters , or really anything ... someone will find out somehow . not a good idea , guys !
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