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In-Game Roleplay & Group Advertisement / Re: ??Crescent Miles??Cheetah Tribe??
« on: October 17, 2011, 04:08:48 am »Salami!
Name: Dieter (Dee-Ter)
Gender: Male
Age: Young Adult
Parents: None
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Personality: Dieter usually keeps to himself, he tends to stick to the outskirts of the pride. He's not one for friends, but when he finds someone he has a lot in common with, he clings to them. He's never liked the idea of a mate, and he's horrified by the thoughts of having cubs. If he ever did have a mate, he wouldn't be too committed to her.
Players gon' play.
Ingame Username / Forum Username: WildstarK
Desired Rank: Mist-Stalker
RP Sample (We are a literate RP group! At least four complete sentences!): His gray silhouette marked him against the rising sun, fur tousled into many ruffled pieces by the wind. He gazed down at his pride mates from the top of the Warrior's den, his eyes glinting with deviousness.
"Dieter!" He swiveled his head slowly, sighing as he met his 'friend's' eyes. "Yes, Vedani...?" He asked, squinting down at the small white cheetah below him.
"Koran set up a hunting party, and apparently you were too busy staring into space to hear." He didn't flinch, only kept staring blankly at her. "Fine. I'm on my way." He said, hissing under his breath, as he jumped lightly down from the den, following reluctantly after her.
Name: Dieter (Dee-Ter)
Gender: Male
Age: Young Adult
Parents: None
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Personality: Dieter usually keeps to himself, he tends to stick to the outskirts of the pride. He's not one for friends, but when he finds someone he has a lot in common with, he clings to them. He's never liked the idea of a mate, and he's horrified by the thoughts of having cubs. If he ever did have a mate, he wouldn't be too committed to her.
Players gon' play.
Ingame Username / Forum Username: WildstarK
Desired Rank: Mist-Stalker
RP Sample (We are a literate RP group! At least four complete sentences!): His gray silhouette marked him against the rising sun, fur tousled into many ruffled pieces by the wind. He gazed down at his pride mates from the top of the Warrior's den, his eyes glinting with deviousness.
"Dieter!" He swiveled his head slowly, sighing as he met his 'friend's' eyes. "Yes, Vedani...?" He asked, squinting down at the small white cheetah below him.
"Koran set up a hunting party, and apparently you were too busy staring into space to hear." He didn't flinch, only kept staring blankly at her. "Fine. I'm on my way." He said, hissing under his breath, as he jumped lightly down from the den, following reluctantly after her.