Character Rater

[Momotaro]

Well.....

Here it is, I will give you a _/10 depending on their backstory, personality, appearance, and lots of other stuff.
You have to have atleast a paragraph of personality and appearance. Unless you have got someone to draw the character or you've drawn it yourself. Art stealers will not be tolerated. so.....
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Sexuality::
Alignment:: (Good \ evil \ anti-hero, that sort of stuff.)
Residence::
Universe:: (Warriors, Oc, Black butler, etc.)
Past Residences::

Appearance::
Previous appearances:: (If it was extremely similar, put, Same, but (The change)

Personality::
Previous personality:: (See Appearance)

Backstory::

Family Members:: (If they have no effect on story, its not needed)

Other::
Questions::

Anything I missed::

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[savage scar]

Name:: Darkfoot/Blurry
Age:: 31 moons
Gender:: Male//Tom
Sexuality:: Bisexual
Alignment:: (Good \ evil \ anti-hero, that sort of stuff.) Evil, with a sliver of good
Residence:: outside of the clans
Universe:: (Warriors, Oc, Black butler, etc.) Warriors/OC (It's in warriors but in other clans)
Past Residences:: Cliffclan (One of my OC warrior cat clans)

Appearance:: Blurry is a lean, muscular tom with long, legs and a broad flattened face. He has dark gray fur with big black paws and tail-tip. his tail is long and sweeps down to the ground. He has small ears, big ocean blue eyes and black nose. His claws and teeth are pointy and sharp, with his claws being slightly longer than his teeth. He has multiple scars on his body, including bite marks on his right shoulder, a scarred muzzle, multiple scratches on his back and stomach, and a scar over left eye.
Previous appearances:: (If it was extremely similar, put, Same, but (The change)

Personality:: Blurry is a twisted cat, he is an introvert who hates everyone, except for his mate, Hazelsky (and his daughter who you will see later). He is sadistic, and loves seeing cats in pain. he is cold, sarcastic and cunning. Blurry will easily trick you to thinking he is normal but when you are too involved with him it's you stay with him or you die, in his words anyway. He is bipolar and is always changing, so you have to watch him. He holds a grudge like no other, and will find you if you have done something to him before, Blurry is a cat nobody ever wants to be apart of.
Previous personality:: (See Appearance) Darkfoot was a mature, calm but still somewhat quiet cat. He was helpful and a loyal warrior of Cliffclan. He was still a social cat even though he didn't like cats. He was slightly lazy when it comes to patrols, everything else he lunges at.

Backstory:: Darkfoot was a normal warrior of Cliffclan, when one day, he found his close friend, Hazelsky being bullied. He stood up to the clanmates and lashed out, accidentally killing one of them, Sandyleap who is Darkfoot's sister. He was exiled, however Hazelsky went with him and they left the clans together. Soon, they became mates and the two, since they couldn't have kits (Since Hazelsky is a Tom) they just settled down in a old oak tree. Dangerous rouges started to come around soon, Darkfoot thought it was fine but when they started to flirt with Hazelsky, Darkfoot went at them, killing one of them, Pine, and severely injuring another, Fly. The others ran and Darkfoot swore to protect Hazelsky, and that's when he went to being Blurry. Darkfoot soon began extremely overprotective of Hazelsky, now just Hazel and began to either kill, injure or chase cats that came in close contact with him. He soon began to turn more cold, rude and sadistic, loving when he saw cats in pain. As of now, he's still in the oak tree with Hazel, now named Blurry and they even have a kit, named Sky, they found him in a bush and took it for themselves.

Family Members:: (If they have no effect on story, its not needed) Sister: Sandyleap, Daughter: Sky

Other:: He is named Blurry because when he goes into fits of rage when he tries to kill whoever touches Hazel or Sky, his eyes blur over in a fury
Questions::

Anything I missed::

[ameko]

Name:: Fennelnose
Age:: 27 moons
Gender:: Agender
Sexuality:: Pansexual
Alignment:: Chaotic Neutral
Residence:: ThunderClan
Universe:: Warriors
Past Residences:: N/A

Appearance::
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they are a lithe, cream-colored warrior with a large, fluffy tail and a fair amount of fur on their body. darker cream tabby patterns grace their pelt; their eyes are close to the same color of the patterns, if not just a little darker and with more concentrated yellow. there is a long scar running from their side to the back of their front right paw, as well as many other small scars splattered across fennelnose's body.​ they have a long, narrow scar on their nose.
Previous appearances::
Same

Personality::
​[ quiet - curious - clever ]
[ devoid of much emotion - ill-tempered ]
fennelnose is a reserved warrior who doesn't like to give out their opinion freely. they prefer one-on-one conversations, as they help them slow down and think, unlike groups, where fennel always feels pressured to follow the pace lest they get left behind in the dust. they are rather patient with an air of self-importance, feeling as though they are greater than their problems and imperfections. despite this, they don't know many cats and not many are well-acquainted with fennelnose. they have grown skilled at hiding emotions as they bloom in their mind due to many mistakes with their former mate. fennel is an excellent tracker, but they almost never use their talent, as they are normally cooped up in the nursery. they are very curious, but they try not to let that trait get out of hand, because once they lose control of their curiosity, they will search and search until their interest is sated. fennelnose usually has a biting retort ready for cats who don't have the best manners. they are indifferent towards starclan, choosing not to express extreme belief in their ancestors but never outright denying their existence.

fennelnose has dry, death-related humor, and they haven't been taking care of themself lately. they are beginning to believe that life is meaningless and the only things keeping them going are jaypaw and remorakit. they are living in fear that one day, pigeonfleck will return from whatever crevice he has been hiding in. the fear has nearly consumed them, and their only outlets are their best friend, dawncloud, and their kits.
Previous personality::
In their apprenticeship, before they had met Pigeonfleck, they were a reserved if not very gentle cat. They have retained the silent aspect of their personality.

Backstory:: here (http://what-a-tragedy.weebly.com/fennel.html), at the bottom of the page

Family Members:: Pigeonfleck (former mate), Mossdrop (half-sibling), Amberflare (sister)

Other:: has infertility, philophobia [fear of falling/being in love], and pistanthrophobia [fear of trusting someone]
Questions:: N/A

Anything I missed:: N/A

[FlashFanatic]

Name:: Flashkit
Age:: 3 moons
Gender:: Male
Sexuality:: Heterosexual
Alignment:: Good for the most part
Residence:: Shadowclan
Universe:: Warriors
Past Residences::

Appearance:: A shorty (9 inches, to be exact), lean, and slightly muscled, with fairly long, fluffy fur (especially around his neck, cheeks, and tail).
Flashkit's fur is primarily orange, which makes it difficult for him to sneak up on enemies during the wintertime, as his coat is so obvious against the white snow. It's a great help during the fall, however, as he blends in among the leaves on the forest floor. Bits of fur stick up all over his body, mostly on his head, tail, and back. This makes him look a little scruffy, but he doesn't particularly care.
His muzzle has a vaguely square-ish shape, although it's more rounded than anything. Flashkit's ears are also rounded on the tips, and his cheek fur is long and fluffy. His green eyes are round and piercing, and his sight is very clear.
Although he is short, he doesn't really look short. At least, not until you make him stand next to an average sized cat. Then he definitely looks small. But otherwise, if Flashkit is by himself, he looks like any other cat, really. His limbs are not abnormally short, the way you might expect them to be, and they suit his body size quite well. His dainty stature can come as a surprise, considering that the rest of his family were pretty normal sized. However, on his mother's side of the family, quite a few of his ancestors were just as short as he was. So this is probably an inherited trait. Not that this makes him happy about it.
Previous appearances:: Same!

Personality:: Flashkit is cynical, for the most part, however the tom-kit is extremely immature and impulsive. He has adapted a positive and laid-back outlook upon his life in Shadowclan, and likes to spread his so-called positivity around the place. The tom will usually be seen prancing and loping about with a beaming grin thrown upon his face. Being the brave and adventurous kit he is, Flashkit absolutely loves to explore. He's a big fan of getting his paws dirty and will often discover places that most Shadowclan cats don't even know of. He is very friendly and down-to-earth, and enjoys making conversation with others. The male is well-liked within the clans and can be seen sticking up for felines that are bullied or simply insulted.
Previous personality:: Same

Backstory:: Uhhh he was born?

Family Members::

Other:: None
Questions:: Nope

Anything I missed:: Nothing!

[goddess of ducks]

The Eye Of The Storm


Name:: Cliffheart
Age:: 36
Gender:: Male
Sexuality:: Heterosexual
Alignment:: Good
Residence:: Skyclan
Universe:: Warriors
Past Residences:: None

Appearance:: liffheart has an extremely dense pelt with a base color of cream. It is a very pale combination of white and a hint of yellow and brown to give it final color. The tone of it is extremely pale and somewhat diluted. On top of the pale cream is a light dusting of a light brownish grey. This feature gives him part of his name, Cliff- for the ways one can see the layers in a cliff side, one can also see the dusty brown atop the cream and pastel green eyes.
Previous appearances:: Basically the same, except his dusty brown, atop his back has become less defined with age.

Personality:: Cliffheart's character is very closed and cut off. He stay separate from most cats and tends to keep his thoughts and opinions to himself. However, if he feels insulted or angered, he will have no problem speaking his mind. He respects authority, and has a deep regard for them. He loves them and respects their decisions, even if he sometimes sees a better way out. He is not one to bring up a conversation about how he is feeling, nor will he easily answer if some other cat brings it up. He does not seek attention and averts it away from himself as best he can. He has very strong and sensitive emotions as well. He hates being sympathized for when it comes to his leg, and is quick to flare up in anger. He only desired to be treated as a full warrior, with no hindrances to him. He pushes on, even though he faces problems everyday, especially with his leg, and keeps moving forwards. Cliffheart struggles with tons of self doubt too. He doubts that he could ever be as great as his fri nod Auroraflame, or even Grousestar. He has a hard time believing in his capabilities as a warrior, and let's ithers talk about his leg, weigh him down, he has a hard time focusing on the good aspects of situations, unless his mate, Scorchedpetal helps him get there. He can be severely depressed, though he chooses to hide it, not wanting his friends and family to fret over him and his emotions and feelings. He just wants his family to stay safe and happy, he could care less about what happened to him in the process.
Previous personality:: I can't give you this as I did not roleplay him as a kit or apprentice

Backstory:: Cliffheart was born with four ither siblings, a loaded litter. Due to his mother being small, he had been cramped inside her. His paw had become twisted during its development and has stayed that way ever since. As a kit, he did not talk to many, as most kits, including his siblings, made fun of his paw. He even earned the nickname Twistkit. He loved alone, sad and angry with the Ckan. It wasn't until his apprenticeship that it started to change.

As an apprentice, he did not change too terribly fast. His mentor that he had been given, Pebblechase, was a very gentle and kind Tim, helping Ckiffpaw to become more acquainted with other cats. The others still made fun of him, as he was not able to walk perfectly, or run as fast. He tried hard not to let it bother him, but knew that his mentor was there to support him. Cliff paw trained hard, and earned in him a willingness to serve his a Clan above all else. Sure the physical members of the a Clan were not his favorite, but he could serve his Clan as a whole. So that was what he worked for. The leaders spchanged many times during his apprenticeship, Almondstar, Lemonstar, and finally Grousestar. Grousestar was the one to give him his ceremony.

At his ceremony, he was given the name Cliffheart, for his love of his Clan. It was more of a she cats name, and not one of boldness and bravery, but Cliffheart didn't mind it. He actually liked it, more for the reason than the sound. He was still teased, but quickly fell back into a depressed state. His mentor, being old retired to become an elder. So Cliffheart lost his closest friend. He pushed on though, working hard to serve his a clan, he went out daily, collecting food for them, and sometimes twice a day. He worked himself so hard that all he could do in his spare time was sleep, but that kept his away from the taunting cats. He was doing fine, but wasn't enjoying the solitary life he was leading. One day though, the deputy picked him to go on a hunting expedition with her. So he and Auroraflame went out. Here, Cliffheart fell into a chase with a rabbit. He stumbled upon a rock and fell on top of his leg. He fell unconscious and Auroraflame had to take him back the the medicine cat den.

When he woke up, Cliffheart was told he had ruptured his ligament. He was out of commission for several months. Being camp bound, made him go crazy. He was bothered severely beaten the fact that he couldn't do the one thing he was able to do for his clan: hunt. It was here were he made his next friend. Scorchedpetal, a very kind and forgiving she cat, began hanging out with him. After a struggling start, the two began to hang out more. Eventually, the red she cat convinced him to go out into the territory with her. Together they star gazed and bonded like Cliffheart had never done before. They were a special pair, and after several moons, they grew closer and more involved. Cliffheart felt that he could tell her anything, so he did. He revealed his self doubts, his pains, his down falls, and very little about his victories. Scorchedpetal was able to show him that he was special in his own way. That he was a hero in his own way. Frustrated, Cliffheart refused to believe. A warrior with only three uselful oaws was not good enough for his Clan. So scorched, using her knowledge of the Stars, sprang upon him the analogy of Twin Stars. They helped each other shine brighter. They had to lean on each other for support. So Cliffheart took his biggest step he had ever dared to think of. He took Scorched as his mate.

After a while, Scorchedpetal revealed to him, she was pregnant with his kits. This sent Cliffheart into a panic, as he had never been close to his father and was again plagued by heaps of self doubts. He hated it, he hated that he did not know how to be a father. He didn't want his kits to live in shame of him, him and his three good paws. He didn't want them to feel his pain. This was his alone, he couldn't force it on some innocent kit. But the kits came, four of them. Cliffheart began ti father them, and stayed loving and true to his mate, which is where he still struggles. A cat with only three paws shouldn't be perfect enough to have such a wonderful family.

Family Members:: Scorchedpetal (mate)

Other:: His character page is here (http://nightyscharries.weebly.com/cliffheart.html)
Questions:: nurp