Post by aya on Jan 10, 2015 0:42:22 GMT
NAME:
Clockwork
NICKNAME:
Clo, Clock, Clocky
NAME ORIGIN: Named to show just how much time changed people as they grew up
FORMER NAMES:
Ayano, Clockkit, Clockpaw, Clockwork
WARRIOR NAME:
Clockwork
BIRTH DATE:
22nd of November, 2013
AGING:
Ages 2-3 months every real time month
GENDER:
Female
SEXUALITY:
Heterosexual
RELATIONSHIP STATUS:
Single
CURRENT RELATIONSHIP:
None
FORMER RELATIONSHIPS: None
ALLIANCE:
SkyClan
PAST ALLIANCES:
Loner
RANK:
Warrior
FORMER RANKS:Kitten, Apprentice
POWERS:
None
FORMER POWERS:
None
BODIES:
None
FORMER BODIES:
None
LANGUAGES KNOWN:
Japanese, English, Irish
NATIVE:
Japanese
FLUENT:
English
MOST COMFORTABLE WITH:
Japanese
LEAST COMFORTABLE WITH:
Irish
MOST USED:
Japanese
LEAST USED:
Irish
ACCENT:
American
STRENGTH OF ACCENT:
Subtle
APPEARANCES:
Being only a warrior of 12 moons, Clockwork has her whole life ahead of her, as some would say. She doesn't possess any "extravagant beauty" or "stunning traits", but that being said, she doesn't look like a drowned rat that was dragged backwards through a bush either. She's average, your generic brown mackerel tabby feline. Her muzzle, like the rest of her face and facial features, is small and petite, capped with a small, berry-pink nose, with a set of long whiskers, white in color. Her body frame is rather on the small and delicate side, which she apparently inherited from her mother, but the cancer forming in her stomach has not been kind on it, and is slowly reducing her figure to skin and bone, the shape of her bones beginning to show under her dull pelt.
Both her hind and front legs are small, perhaps just below average, and have petite paws positioned at the bottom of them, and move delicately as she walks. In between each toe is a curved claw, thorn-shaped and sharp from un-use considering that she rarely needs to use them. Behind the warm, gentle smile she so frequently wears, are a set of pearly white teeth, average in length and width.
Like her parents, Clockwork has medium to longish fur, but currently, due to the cancer, it's beginning to thin out and dull, losing it's shine that it used to retain before her illness. Though long, her pelt far from unkempt, as this warrior takes pride in keeping her coat clean and preened. Speaking of pelts, her's is a striped amalgamation of whites, browns and blacks, with the base being a burnt umbre with the faintest green tinge, and her paws, chest and muzzle being a startling shade of white. Criss-crossing her body, as if a painter took a paintbrush dipped in ink, are darker brown -almost black- stripes, save for the aforementioned white areas. Like all tabbies, she bears the signature 'M' pattern above her eyes. On that subject, her's a set far apart, and are almond-shaped with brown irises and a slitted pupil. They are not bland though. If you view them in a moment of compassion, such as when she's making others smile, you'll see a big swirl of emotion dancing around, feelings of all kinds.
Putting a cherry on the proverbial cake, she's never seen without her cotton scarf, a shade of rich crimson, looped loosely around her neck. So loosely in fact, that it drags along the ground as she walks, and sometimes possesses the danger of her stepping on it.
PERSONALITY:
Clockwork is the classic "big-sister" type, one you'd imagine as a second mother of some sorts. If one were to meet her, you'd think she's a cheerful little ball of sunshine, which she is, despite never believing in her abilities to put others out of their apathy and misery. Even when she calls herself stupid and silly, she's always seen smiling and seems to be having fun, facing any hardships and obstacles that come her way. Caring deeply for her family, Clock wants nothing more than for them to be happy, even if everyone can't be together at any one time. Because of this, she treats her adopted siblings equally and always makes sure to put aside a little time to talk with them, even if the conversations are basic and pointless, but nonetheless, she'll listen. Two other noticeable traits are her clumsiness and tendency to make situations awkward. Once she finds a scenario which she finds uncomfortable, she'll be sure to make it ten times more with her restless fidgeting and new-found stammer.
Diseases Cancer of the stomach
Disorders Epilepsy due to head injury
QUIRKS Blushes quite easily
HABITS Laughs nervously whenever faced with an awkward situation
INFLUENCES N/A
HERBAL KNOWLEDGE:
Knows the amount needed to keep her alive if she were on her own, perhaps even a little bit more than the average warrior but it really isn't that much.
PARENTS: Kenjirou Tateyama[NPC] X Ayaka Tateyama[NPC]
ULTIMATE FEAR: Dying
Clockwork
NICKNAME:
Clo, Clock, Clocky
NAME ORIGIN: Named to show just how much time changed people as they grew up
FORMER NAMES:
Ayano, Clockkit, Clockpaw, Clockwork
WARRIOR NAME:
Clockwork
BIRTH DATE:
22nd of November, 2013
AGING:
Ages 2-3 months every real time month
GENDER:
Female
SEXUALITY:
Heterosexual
RELATIONSHIP STATUS:
Single
CURRENT RELATIONSHIP:
None
FORMER RELATIONSHIPS: None
ALLIANCE:
SkyClan
PAST ALLIANCES:
Loner
RANK:
Warrior
FORMER RANKS:Kitten, Apprentice
POWERS:
None
FORMER POWERS:
None
BODIES:
None
FORMER BODIES:
None
LANGUAGES KNOWN:
Japanese, English, Irish
NATIVE:
Japanese
FLUENT:
English
MOST COMFORTABLE WITH:
Japanese
LEAST COMFORTABLE WITH:
Irish
MOST USED:
Japanese
LEAST USED:
Irish
ACCENT:
American
STRENGTH OF ACCENT:
Subtle
APPEARANCES:
Being only a warrior of 12 moons, Clockwork has her whole life ahead of her, as some would say. She doesn't possess any "extravagant beauty" or "stunning traits", but that being said, she doesn't look like a drowned rat that was dragged backwards through a bush either. She's average, your generic brown mackerel tabby feline. Her muzzle, like the rest of her face and facial features, is small and petite, capped with a small, berry-pink nose, with a set of long whiskers, white in color. Her body frame is rather on the small and delicate side, which she apparently inherited from her mother, but the cancer forming in her stomach has not been kind on it, and is slowly reducing her figure to skin and bone, the shape of her bones beginning to show under her dull pelt.
Both her hind and front legs are small, perhaps just below average, and have petite paws positioned at the bottom of them, and move delicately as she walks. In between each toe is a curved claw, thorn-shaped and sharp from un-use considering that she rarely needs to use them. Behind the warm, gentle smile she so frequently wears, are a set of pearly white teeth, average in length and width.
Like her parents, Clockwork has medium to longish fur, but currently, due to the cancer, it's beginning to thin out and dull, losing it's shine that it used to retain before her illness. Though long, her pelt far from unkempt, as this warrior takes pride in keeping her coat clean and preened. Speaking of pelts, her's is a striped amalgamation of whites, browns and blacks, with the base being a burnt umbre with the faintest green tinge, and her paws, chest and muzzle being a startling shade of white. Criss-crossing her body, as if a painter took a paintbrush dipped in ink, are darker brown -almost black- stripes, save for the aforementioned white areas. Like all tabbies, she bears the signature 'M' pattern above her eyes. On that subject, her's a set far apart, and are almond-shaped with brown irises and a slitted pupil. They are not bland though. If you view them in a moment of compassion, such as when she's making others smile, you'll see a big swirl of emotion dancing around, feelings of all kinds.
Putting a cherry on the proverbial cake, she's never seen without her cotton scarf, a shade of rich crimson, looped loosely around her neck. So loosely in fact, that it drags along the ground as she walks, and sometimes possesses the danger of her stepping on it.
PERSONALITY:
Clockwork is the classic "big-sister" type, one you'd imagine as a second mother of some sorts. If one were to meet her, you'd think she's a cheerful little ball of sunshine, which she is, despite never believing in her abilities to put others out of their apathy and misery. Even when she calls herself stupid and silly, she's always seen smiling and seems to be having fun, facing any hardships and obstacles that come her way. Caring deeply for her family, Clock wants nothing more than for them to be happy, even if everyone can't be together at any one time. Because of this, she treats her adopted siblings equally and always makes sure to put aside a little time to talk with them, even if the conversations are basic and pointless, but nonetheless, she'll listen. Two other noticeable traits are her clumsiness and tendency to make situations awkward. Once she finds a scenario which she finds uncomfortable, she'll be sure to make it ten times more with her restless fidgeting and new-found stammer.
Diseases Cancer of the stomach
Disorders Epilepsy due to head injury
QUIRKS Blushes quite easily
HABITS Laughs nervously whenever faced with an awkward situation
INFLUENCES N/A
HERBAL KNOWLEDGE:
Knows the amount needed to keep her alive if she were on her own, perhaps even a little bit more than the average warrior but it really isn't that much.
PARENTS: Kenjirou Tateyama[NPC] X Ayaka Tateyama[NPC]
ULTIMATE FEAR: Dying
