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 Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 10:33 pm
"Cat Girls Trained to be Maids for Sale!" A man says.
He is handing out flyers for a new shop in town, one where cat girls are sent to show off their skills as maids and be bought by new owners. They are all bred to be the best of the best and you can tell what kind of kitty they are by their characteristics. Many Maine Coon cat girls are treasured for their height for example, while Munchkins are treasured for the exact opposite reason.
A family enters the shop, a little girl runs over to one of the cat girls and says "Mommy mommy! This one is perfect, can we get her?!" Her blonde curls and bright blue eyes strike you as you watch her pick a beautiful calico named Charlotte. They pay for her and sign a bunch of documents and then all four of them leave.
The question I have for you is: Are you a future owner or are you a maid kitty?
Please post all character profiles here and then start to RP.
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 10:38 pm
Rules and Character Profiles
Rules:
1. No God-modding
2. Stick to the website and guild rules.
3. Be polite and Respectful of other Role players.
4. A minimum of four sentences is required per post. (Yes dialog can count as a sentence.)
Character Profile:
Name:
Age:
Hair and/or Fur color:
Eye color:
Race and/or Breed:
Skills:
Weaknesses:
Small Bio:
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2015 10:47 pm
Name: Crissy Reigal
Age: 23
Hair and/or Fur color: Reddish-orange
Eye color: Green
Race and/or Breed: Tabby cat girl.
Skills: Cooking and Cleaning.
Weaknesses: Medicine and Posture.
Small Bio: Crissy always wanted to be a chef so she worked hard at her cooking skills. She however is terrible at sitting still for long periods of time. Her favorite food is fried rice with meat in it and her favorite activity is playing games.
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2015 11:03 am
((Will there be an OOC(Out of character) page?))
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2015 11:11 am
Phoenix347 ((Will there be an OOC(Out of character) page?)) Sure, show me where to put it.
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2015 11:17 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2015 11:43 am
Name: Akira Spade Age: 19 Hair: White Eye color: Chestnut Race: Human Skills: Cooking, math Weaknesses: Organization, cats Likes: Music, cooking, animals, cats Dislikes; Hot days, keeping organized Small Bio: Akira always liked animals, especially cats, although he hasn't met any catgirls in his smaller home town. He loved cooking however and when he moved away to another town he started his own cafe. A day before opening, a cat-girl store opened up and needless to say his interest was peaked. 
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2015 4:02 pm
Name: Luna Fierté
Age: 18
Hair and/or Fur color: A blonde with fair skin. Her ears and tail are jet black.
Eye color: Sapphire Blue
Race and/or Breed: Fierran - a breed known for their agility and athleticism, but also their difficulty to train.
Skills: Amazing with her hands and picks up trades quickly when she wants to. She has quite the silver tongue when the situation calls for it, but an even keener sense for people and personalities. Enjoys tricking and sometimes manipulating others, especially those who consider them her peer. Had a mentor in the blacksmith arts, but he has since gone. She has a working sense around a hammer and anvil.
Weaknesses: Hates authority and doesn't take too kindly to orders coming from people she doesn't respect. Only does things when convenient for her.
Small Bio: From her early years, she grew up as an alley cat. Stealing and manipulation were common means of survival, and she was great at it. With her speed, agility, and stamina, escape was quick and easy. Not knowing how she came to this city or if she had a family, she roamed the streets aimlessly in search of food and shelter, becoming incredibly proficient at lock picking and pickpocketing.
Without any real emotional bond with people, getting close or feeling empathy or sympathy for her victims seemed irrelevant and trivial. She could have been construed as a sociopath, however, at the age of 14, this unconcerned and gelid personality started to melt. During one of her runs, she came upon what seemed to be a rather wealthy establishment. Taking a look inside, bag slung over her right shoulder, already full of what seemed to be valuables, she crept quickly through the corridors of the building. Because of her poor education, she didn't quite understand what she was seeing, from hammers to anvils to sweltering coals. A few moments of curiosity passed by just before a shout came from the upper floors. Frightened she bolted for the exit, bashing through the front door and making her way down the street. Just before turning the corner, she looked back, seeing nothing more than an old man and a candle lit lantern. He wasn't shouting, just watching, a sympathetic expression over his face. For the next several months, she would pass by at nights finding a tray of fresh fish and warm milk by the front door, as if it were left out just for her.
This routine continued until one night, Luna arrived at the shop late. Before she could start her meal, the old man opened the door to retrieve the tray just to find the petite cat girl frozen, staring at him in surprise. With a warm smile and an inviting door, he pierced Luna's cold, loner persona. That day, at age 14, was the day she began to understand the warmth of another. She was no longer alone.
His name was Ernest Fierté, a famous blacksmith, known for his metal work and attention to detail, producing masterful works with intricate designs. He gave her shelter, food, warmth, and most importantly a name: Lunaleska. Years passed and she became incredibly proficient assisting him in the trade of his company, soaking up his talents and learning his craft. He was old, but no less strong willed or energetic.
Within 3 years, she had become a smith's maid by trade, leaving her life as a thief well behind her and gaining a family of one; the first and possibly the last person she would ever trust.
On the 4th year, however, the once bustling blacksmith, Ernest, had turned incredibly ill, unable to work, or even walk for that matter. For his last few months, Luna did all she could to help ease his pain before his untimely and unfortunate passing on. Without his expertise and guidance, the shop closed down and she was soon after evicted. With no where else to turn, and with her life as a thief since gone, she turns to a maid agency for potential employment, maybe even a new home.
(( Eesh, sorry for that long bio... I'll just.. sit now. ._. So when can we start RPing?))
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2015 4:23 pm
((I think jaiana was going to make an OOC, but haven't seen anything so I think we can start. So far there's three neko and one owner characters, so we could wait for a couple more owners to arrive.))
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2015 4:30 pm
Phoenix347 ((I think jaiana was going to make an OOC, but haven't seen anything so I think we can start. So far there's three neko and one owner characters, so we could wait for a couple more owners to arrive.)) ((Last ooc until that thread has been made. ahem... LET'S DO IT! (✪㉨✪) ))
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2015 4:41 pm
Crissy waited patiently at the shop, cleaning the tables where the business portion of her job was usually conducted as she sometimes helped with finalizing the sales of other cat girls. She was the current favorite of the owner of the shop and she knew it, she walked around with pride. Her reddish-orange hair and tail swishing from side to side as she walked around, she heard the bell signaling a customer had entered.
"Welcome to our shop!" She said excitedly.
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2015 4:53 pm
Her ears flickered to the sound of her bell collar as she stepped up to the show room, face flushes as she constantly padded down her maid like skirt with it's maid like frilly-thingies. "...." she made her way out to the other maids, not necessarily trained or experienced in this type of job fair.
Enter Lunaleska Fierté, a 5'4" tall, blond haired, black furred Fierra with little to no experience with manners or of being polite. Her azure eyes flickered about the room, not necessarily knowing what to expect, yet still completely out of her element.
It wasn't as though she was shy, necessarily, but for her rash and against-the-grain attitude, this all seemed so... beneath her. But, being out on the streets again wasn't exactly something she was eager to get back to.
So for now, she could try her best to fake it.
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2015 4:54 pm
Shou Tamashi╔═════════════════════════════════════╗Where at: Cat-girl shop With: Song in my head: So Long Sentiment╚═════════════════════════════════════╝((OOC: Won't be able to post much tonight but I'll try to keep up playing the only owner character :/ )) Walking down the street, Akira was a bit dismayed he missed the sale at the market. Having the cafe was nice, but he had to make sure he didn't waste business money by taking from his own supplies. A crier shouted out 'Cat Girls Trained to be Maids for Sale!', grabbing his attention. He had heard of cat-girls but no on back home had one. Now that a shop had opened up this was his chance to see one for himself. He grabbed a flyer before stepping into the door, hearing a bell before being welcomed by an actual cat-girl. "Oh... Hi." He blinked a couple times. Somehow it wasn't like what he expected, just a normal girl with ears and a tail in a maid outfit.
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