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Post by w i s h f u l on Mar 27, 2016 18:53:08 GMT
All right, so the Plot Developer's Guild or the PDG is just a little group I came up with. Basically, members of the PDG will be the people who help out with moving along the plot, planning events, coming up with new aspects of the whole story, finding members to RP as important plot characters or RPing as those characters themselves. Hopefully their hard work will keep the RP moving along smoothly. This is an important role, so I hope you'll all take that into consideration before auditioning for this group.
Current Members
Cedarstar/Hailpaw/Cindertuft|||ThePokes/Sjdarling1105 Otterfang|||Raventhefeline
To apply, fill out form below
site user: fh user: activity: other roleplays/groups: short RPS:
Apply below and good luck!
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Raventhefeline
New Member
Sick
Posts: 2
250x400 img: http://67.media.tumblr.com/0163d32887d5555f2887de93c648a762/tumblr_o63e64jP3n1ujk5z5o1_1280.jpg
Character Age: 25 moons, as of 4/1/16
Sexuality: Bisexual, just like my character
Relationship Status: Single and ready to mingle
Occupation: Torture
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Post by Raventhefeline on Apr 24, 2016 15:17:54 GMT
site user: Raventhefeline fh user: Raventhefeline activity: Due to exams, I might not be on very much, but after May 3rd and 4th I will be free of exams and I will be on regularly once again other roleplays/groups: Besides the occasional RP I do with my friends on Skype, I do not have any, I'm working to dedicate my time to this RP short RPS: Otterfang felt hopeless, her green eyes staring at her Clan from her perch. Ever since danger started to lurk from every corner, every cat was scared or in despair. Not that Otterfang was feeling both of those, but she did her best not to let it show. The warrior she-cat was constantly doing her best to cheer everyone up, and raise moral with her courage and faith in her Clan, but most of the time it wasn't enough. Laying her head upon her paws, a sudden bitterness peaked in her chest. She knew it was difficult to possess hope in these trying times, but the cats around her had to try to help themselves through their fear before she could get through to them. The dame's comforting speeches were lost onto deaf ears, it seemed. Otterfang closed her eyes, worn out from just daily life, and exhaustion took her quickly into sleep.
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Post by w i s h f u l on Apr 26, 2016 12:02:05 GMT
Welcome to the PDG, Otter! Whenever you have a plot idea, suggestion or just want to help plan things out, message or whisper me.
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