BC HIERARCHY AUDITIONS !

[angie.!?]

BLOODCLAN HIERARCHY

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yay! now is the time in which we will have the bloodclan officials auditions c:. read over each position and choose which one you want; but choose wisely. you can only roleplay one bc official at a time, as with all high positions. also, be wary of the requirements & do your best, because any applications that i see with a lack of quality &/or does not meet the requirements, it will probably be disqualified, especially if there's competition ( and boy, do i encourage competition ! ). but of course, that application may be modified to become any old goon to roleplay. you can do you want with it; put it up for adoption, delete it, whatever. if it is accepted, however, you will be notified of your new high position ;D. then you can repost it under the applications and automatically get it a good to go. then you can roleplay ~ ! anyways, i probably didn't cover everything, so just ask me with a pm if you're confused or you have a question. on to the positions !

KING
the king is like... the top of the top. he can get whoever he wants as a mate, he gets the first choose in prey, he orders people around... he can pretty much do whatever he wants. however, a lot is put on his shoulders. anyways, kings are often like... very strong but afraid because their throne can be stolen at any time. open.

QUEEN
chosen by the king; is pretty much very popular and looked up to a lot. however, she doesn't have much power unless she manipulates the king, which only ever happens if the king is paranoid ( which is often ).
open; chosen by the king.

GENERAL
the war advisor & battalion. highly respected & is often the king's brother.
open.

KING HIER
the strongest/smartest/whatever of the king's brothers or children; the hier can be slayed & the spot can be taken at any time.
open.

ROYALTY
anyone related to the king & queen; mostly children. try to keep these at a minimum.
open.

NOBLES
cats related to just the king or the queen.
open.

more can be added on to that list whenever... here's the form & the requirements included in it x3.
[center][b][font=georgia][size=12]YOUR NAME[/size][/font][/b][/center]
[blockquote][blockquote][b]experience.[/b]
how long have you be roleplaying? what level are you? ( semi-literate, literate, intermediate, advanced ? )

[b]who are you ?[/b]
open up. what are you hobbies and stuff?

[b]what are you aiming for ?[/b]
position.

[b]what makes you think you are up for this position ?[/b]
why?

[center][b][font=georgia][size=12]CAT'S NAME[/size][/font][/b][/center]
[b]appearance.[/b]
at least 200 words or two paragraphs.

[b]personality.[/b]
at least 200 words or two paragraphs.

[b]reason for cat's name.[/b]
here

[b]relations.[/b]
here; [s]strike out[/s] those who are dead.

[b]history.[/b]
at least 300 words or three paragraphs.



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RAINBOWS

experience.
well let's see here. i've been rping for about three to four years now, (i can't really remember WHATSOEVER when i joined my first rping site, four clans of the forest) i like to consider my self literate, but i know i'm not the best. my longest post was 2,101 words. my shortest was 100, but i made that when i first started out. my shortest RECENT post was about 315 words. so anywhere from 300-2,000 words are my posts.

who are you ?
umm... am i being interrogated? hehe, just kidding. i don't mind talking about my hobbies at all! (: so i'm a total swim geek. i swim year-round, for my high school team and then for my summer team. omg i love both of them to death. anyway! i write poems and short stories, but mostly poems because i find it hard to finish a story on my own. i'm also a total zelda geek and love to play zelda. when i'm not rping, i'm listening to music, running around outside with my cousin/neighbors, or playing zelda. (: (btw, i have a pure bred australian Shepard named aussie who is about 2 years now and an older mixed terrier named angel who is somewhere around 9 years. we found her in a box in our driveway so we don't know exactly how old she is.) wow... i get off topic alot. i think i'll just stop talking in this right now and go right onto the next question. (:

what are you aiming for ?
i'm not aiming for anything. (: i just see that no one has replied here and i'm like "ftw? dude, replying." because i feel like a site needs the high positions filled here. so this kitty i'm making, Deathdance, shall be the queen. i can make more (like some of her kits) kitties later if needed. but at the moment, i really just want her to be the queen.

what makes you think you are up for this position ?
well, on fcotf, i have been wc deputy. i've been co-admin on many sites (which sadly all died). i'm highly respected on fcotf (which i can provide the link to if necessary), but i have no desire to govern that mess of a site. (: hehe they are wonderful, but sometimes... well... members Head butt with each other and EVERYONE gets affected and it's... wow sorry, got off topic again. i totally have ADHD, so... yea.

DEATHDANCE

appearance.
she is a small white she-cat. her paws are normal sized, a little wider than most, but hold her up as she walks. the white fur is sleek and shiny, just long enough for the winter and just short enough in the summer. her legs are long and thin, but muscle hides beneath her pelt; these are the muscles that she has built all her life to become a better warrior. she can feel energy surging through her bones as she walks through the enclosure and she knows that she is strong for a she-cat. she is still well-balanced, despite the fact that there is less of her than others. her ears stand proudly atop her head, though there is a nick in her left ear. her pools are a bright blue, staring at you in the middle of the night. her body is strong and well-muscled, though she looks only to be a ball of fluff. she has a somewhat longer neck than the rest, making her look more like a young cat. her claws are black, with one white claw on each paw. her gaze is piercing, as is her appearance. she's beautiful and she knows it.

personality.
deathdance fits her name. she has always been a very caustic, hostile cat. there was no beginning to this attitude, except perhaps the day she was born. her bitter personality has neither won her any fans nor any friends. the truth is, she would be happy as a loner if it was not for her dark ambition to become ruler of all.

it's not enough to say she's vain. she hates the world and everything in it, and the world seems to hate her right back. this probably led to her dark ambition. deathdance wants to prove to the world that she is better than it. it seems that anyone who crosses this white cat is going to get very unlucky very quickly. she will not tolerate anyone getting in her way. maybe that's why she's always the first cat to unsheathe her claws. her vile persona is the very reason why she is a mogul on the battlefield, using her brains and strength to full capacity.

deathdance is very strategic as well. she believes that any battle can be won, even if that means that seemingly impossible actions have to be taken. part of being a leader is creating battle tactics. she has trained her mind to see threats. any cat that gets to powerful will be her first target. her inner motto has always been: "silence the threat first- ask questions later!"

of course, there is always the nature of her bloodthirsty side. the thrill of the fray is alluring and rather irresistible for her. this isn't to say that she makes rash decisions though. she sees peace as a victory in itself; however, when in the heat of a battle, it overtakes her mind. everything in her focuses on winning, planning, dodging, and slashing. it is for this that she yearns.

reason for cat's name.
death - her father named her this because she was the only kitten in her litter and her mother died at birth. he was saddened with grief and gave her a grave name for he hated her for killing his mate
dance - she gave herself the suffix, even if it is against what most do. she wanted something besides just "death" and thought that "dance" at the end sounded rather good.

relations.
mother; hortina. father; bonesplitter.

history.
the white she-cat looks excatly like her mother, hortina. her father and mother were madly in love and could never be separated. it was no surprise when hortina, a loner who joined bloodclan, ended up pregnant. by the way bonesplitter, her father, was acting everyone knew he was the father. as the two months passed, everything changed. hortina grew sicker and sicker and when the small white cat was born she couldn't handle the pain. she died that night in the paws of her mate. bonesplitter, overrun with grief for his love had died blamed the small she-cat. he had such fury at her that he had to be taken away from her so that her didn't kill her. he told them that her name was to be death, for what she did to his mate. the warriors had no choice but to name the small she-cat death.

she was given to frogpaw, a she-cat who had just had a litter of two stillborns. she still had milk, for the litter had only been lost that day. growing up at the taste of her bittersweet milk, death had a hard beginning. she grew to have beautiful blue eyes with a sadistic voice. she was seductive and a flirt from the beginning. her foster mother banished her father from ever speaking to death again for what he tried to do to her and so he left Bloodclan, wondering the depths of the loner lands slowly becoming insane.

Death became of age to become an apprentice and was known as Deathpaw. Badgernose was assigned to train her in the ways of bloodclan. Badgernose was heartless, merciless, and all together horrible. she admired his ways, though he hated her at first. she had to grow on him, show him she had a desire to be the same way as him, until he really began their training. he thought her how to use strategies, how to be three moves ahead of her opponent. he taught her how to use words to cut through another. he taught her everything she knows about fighting, everything she knows at all. He picked up where Frogpaw left off, twisting her mind to think evil, of blood, think of lust. it was then that her true blood lust began; it was then that her true anger and hatred filled her heart. it emptied everything else out of her, draining the happiness away. it became her.

her first taste of a real, full blown fight was at the end of her apprenticeship. as she was about to become a warrior, Badgernose wanted to make sure she was ready to become one. he took her away from camp at the crack of dawn, and told her to fight him. she was easily overpowered, but he was easily out ran. she was nimble and quick, while he had brute force. balancing each other, it was hard to defeat another. in the end, strength won this time. he pinned her down on the ground, teeth at her neck. she spit at him as she hissed the words "Kill me. Do it! Just remember that everyone saw you take me out here. My blood will be on your paws and I don't think that the king's son would like that too much. his favorite she-cat found dead at the paws of her mentor. oh no... I don't think that's anyway for you to kill the king or his son." she didn't expect her words to work, even if she did play on his weakness. his thirst to rule was apparently more important than her, and he slowly backed away.she got to her paws and left him looking appalled.

it was then she became a warrior, with name of death. she wished to add dance to the end, so everyone from then called her Deathdance. her natural flirting side began with the king's son, of course. she let him slowly begin to love her seductive voice and mesmerizing eyes. she whispered words of love of poison into him, her ambition and thirst for power getting the better of her. she knew she did not love him the way he loved her, but if she could get him to love her... if only she could get him to love her. but he seemed to know her plan. he seemed to know what was going on in her mind as she whispered to him. he pushed her away and went for another she-cat known to everyone as Sweetpaw. only an apprentice, she was a beautiful tortoiseshell with green eyes. she was getting in the way of Deathdance's dreams, her needs, though. she had to be exterminated.

well it took the next step up when they were both assigned to the dawn patrol together. with them were two lovers who asked to be excused early. Sweetpaw said yes before Deathdance could say no. they went a little further along the border before a fight broke out. harsh words were exchanged and claws became unsheathed. yowls broke out and the fighting began.

Sweetpaw was a good fighter for someone who didn't like to fight. she struck first, hitting Deathdance's cheek with her paw. well that signaled an all out battle. they began to fight and deathdancer soon realized that they were evenly matched. they were both quick and had at least some strength. there was one difference that she could play upon, though. Deathdance was patient and clever, while Sweetpaw struck blindly in places where she thought she could do the most damage. patiently waiting for her enemy to attack first, she slid underneath her, paws in the air. a fresh cut opened on sweetpaw's stomach, fairly deep. Sweetpaw collapsed on the ground, bleeding to death. unfortunately, Deathdance couldn't stay long. she had to run back to camp and tell everyone that a rogue had attacked them.

everyone believed her story, except for one cat. Badgernose. he saw the look in her eyes, the excitement in her step. all the signs of her blood lust finally getting filled. now alone, Badgernose worked his way into Deathdance's life. they would take walks together at night and talk about battles and strategic ways. they would talk about life and death, but mostly death. they would talk about the sweet taste of blood, the bitterness of flesh. this was her night life as a warrior. during the day she would stay away from Badgernose and closer to the king's son, seeing as she wanted desperately to have power in her paws. she would rule Bloodclan through him, leading them to greatness. she would tear apart the clans one by one until all came underneath her claws. the king was... well, getting old on his life. this, of course, meant everyone who knew something wanted to be next to the son, who was next in line to be king. Deathdance kept her distance, though, doing simple things that would put her on the "possible mate" chart.

as the kind died, grief overcame the son, or the now king. she was there for him, comforting him when everyone else only wanted to seduce him. she whispered words of comfort this time, knowing this was what he needed. he needed the comfort, and she was there to give it to him. too bad that Badgernose loved her as well. on one of their nightly walks he gathered up the courage to tell her "i love you." she had no intention of loving him, or even being his mate. she ran away without a goodbye. she ran back to camp, going straight into the paws of the newly made king. she told him that Badgernose tried to kill her and she ordered warriors to go out, find him, and kill him. as they did, the king made her the queen.

[ooc: okay... so i know there is a little controlling the king's actions and it might even affect his personality. but i couldn't think of any other way for her to become queen with her blood/power hungry personality. i hope this acceptable.]