[Kat's art dump/homethread]

learned something i never wanted to today

 

[What Playthrough Should I Continue?]

so i was going through some of my beloved older playthroughs and i thought, 'hey, i kinda miss all of these' so i figured why not consider making some 'sequels'

two out of three of these arent even cancelled or anything, IL's save is on MY COMPUTER THAT IS IN STORAGE AND I WILL PROBABLY NEVER SEE AGAIN. THANKS MOM

APOD is just finishing up and im trying to get my lazy self to write the last few damn chapters like cmon Kat

and Kevin is lost in outer space or smth idk that kid is weird and i miss him

OBBACL and BIL, however, are both finished/cancelled. people seemed to like them a lot when i was still doing them though (even though they kinda sucked like cmon guys-you thought literally ANYTHING about the way i wrote Treasure was good???? smh awful taste, guys /lh)

anyway, im just gonna clarify how i would 'continue' each one if i chose them:

 

OBBACL is the one that made me consider any of this in the first place, I realized I still liked all the curses and stuff I came up with and didn't want it all to go to waste. It's kind of already being continued in a way cough FAREWELL cough  but not in the way I want it to. If I continued it then I would probably go the route of showing the descendants of some of the characters and how curses are still a big problem because Quosine be like that I guess-rip Cream i miss her 😔✊

 

mmm ah yes, BIL, my awful. awful cringy playthrough-good lord why anyone like,,,enjoy this?? Anyway, even though I loathe how I wrote most of it, I still have a big soft spot. It was one of my first playthroughs with some actual story and I remember being so happy by all the support I got on it and how people liked/despised the characters. Even if I feel like most of it's story potential is drained, I'd probably take a similar route as I would with OBBACL, where the descendants of the characters are just out livin their lives. Nothing super interesting, just. life stuff

 

KEVIN,,,I AM GOING,,,TO CRY?? GOD DAMN I love this kid and his stupid little ragtag gang of lost children, taking these only half seriously so much fun and I'm so attached to these guys its not even funny. Edith?? Girlboss. Queen of my heart and my soul. Rezu? Look out because HERE HE COMES, LOVABLE LITTLE IDIOT. Christine? The best, absolute angel, would kill for her. Bumblebee? A queen. An icon.

wow that was just me rambling?? anyway, if you think for one second I'm not getting Kevin to Home Island then THINK AGAIN. HE IS GETTING THERE. HE IS GOING, AND MY FUNKY LITTLE ADVENTURING SQUAD ARE ALL GONNA GO HOME AND LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER DAMMIT. Continuing this would just mean continuing with the same characters but on a different save fie. Kevin is going home dammit

 

People really liked this one too, and if I'm being honest, so did I-it was such a fun and interesting concept to play with and the characters really grew on me. Pocky is still one of my favorites today. It actually BREAKS MY HEART that I probably wont ever update it again-the way I would continue this would be different from the others, instead of the same characters or their desecendants read Farewell. Please. Firalis is right there you can literally see her she is literally Wildfire in a different font  it would be characters related to the starters-like Statter's supposed royal family or Bastille's questionable parents-and see how they're all handling this stuff

 

There's a lot I want to say about this one but just know I love it and I would do anything for Doxx-anyway, I'm wrapping this one up soon (not as in cancelling, but a proper ending) which feels kinda nice. The way I would continue this one is pretty simple-take all of the second/third generation kids and move to the next island, see how they take care of things with their being. yknow, dead and cursed and all

 

if you havent read any of the playthroughs yet then please do-they're not very long (except maybe BIL) and even though some are better than others i spent a lot of time and effort on the

please just vote this is important i promise 🙏

thats it. im tired. its 11 pm on a school night wtf am i doing

[Wandering (Warrior Cats Playthrough)]

Poppywater, who had already been pregnant on the way to the island, had gone into labor...probably earlier than she should have. All the stress of making their way there couldn't have been good for her.

But things went okay.

Brishtuft and Puddleheart sat curled around their mate, cooing down at the two tiny kits nestled against her stomach. Poppywater was exhausted, leaning her against Brushtuft's side with her eyes half closed and a smile on her face.

She had let her mates name the kits, and so the two were called Minnowkit and Lakekit. Sunlight sat off to the side, the slightest smile on his face as he watched the new family. Poppywater's unexpected kitting had shocked and quite frankly scared him a little, but things went well and everyone was okay. He quietly got to his paws and slipped out, going to tell Tinystar the news.

 

 

Flamepelt poked their head into the den sometime later, wanting to check up on the queen and her new litter. Sunlight had said everything was fine, but as the deputy, it was...supposed to be their job, right? To make sure the clan was okay? Not that they particularly...liked Puddleheart, but it would be petty to extend that feeling towards his mates and kits.

Said orange tom seemed to notice them staring, and narrowed his eyes, muttering something soft towards Brushtuft as he stood up and padded over. 

"Flamepelt." He greeted them, standing in front of the nursery entrance, blocking their way. 

Flamepelt flicked their ear in greeting, wishing they could actually say hi. Damn.

After a few moments of silence, Puddleheart bumped his shoulder against their chest and pushed them back a little, as if trying to lead them somewhere else. They tried not to hiss, begrudgingly complying and walking backwards until the two were under a tree in the open of camp, nothing but quiet surrounding them.

It was quiet for a heartbeat before Puddleheart said something. "Flamepelt," He started, a slight hiss to the way he said their name. "Don't go near my kits."

The deputy raised an eyebrow. The hell does he mean?

"I know what you've been doing." He narrowed his eyes, and Flamepelt stiffened under the gaze. "I don't want you around them, or my mates for that matter. Who knows what you'll do to them? Just, keep your distance." He finished with a slight snarl, turning around and walking away without another word.

Flamepelt sat still for a moment, blinking as they thought to themselves.

...well that's not good.

 

[Wandering (Warrior Cats Playthrough)]

Just Brookmeadow teaching Rainypaw how to fish

 

[Wandering (Warrior Cats Playthrough)]

Tinystar glanced behind them at the crumbling bridge of stepping stones, concern pricking at their mind for a brief moment as Rainypaw slipped and dangled off the edge with her back half in the water. Brushtuft quickly grabbed her by the scruff and pulled her up, and Tinystar relaxed, turning around and scanning their gathered clanmates.

Their littermate Flamepelt sat down beside them, brushing their tail over Tinystar's back and raising in a concerned eyebrow.

"It'll be fine." Tinystar assured them, giving a small smile. They didn't want them to worry. Flamepelt simply nodded, flicking an ear and twisting around to check on Rainypaw.

The few cats of the clan chatted quietly, still tired from their journey. It...made Tinystar's heart hurt a little to see that this was all that was left of their once lively clan.

Things will be okay. They thought to themselves, only half believing it.

They looked into the tall grass, and took a deep breath.

It will all be okay.

 

 

Left to right:

Lynxleaper-Brown spotted nicheling (He/Him)

Flamepelt-Black and red nicheling (They/Them)

Sunlight-Cream spotted medicine cat (He/Him)

Tinystar-Orange and white masked nicheling (They/Them)

Brookmeadow-Gray and white spotted nicheling (He/Him)

Rainypaw-Gray nicheling (She/Her)

Brushtuft-Big cream and gray nicheling (He/They)

Puddleheart-Orange spotted nicheling (He/Him)

Poppywater-Pink nicheling (She/Her)

[Wandering (Warrior Cats Playthrough)]

decided to make one of these because it's a disgrace that I haven't yet with how much I love warriors

i'm gonna keep it more casual (as in not every post is some long, detailed scene) than my other playthroughs because i'm just. so tired, and some updates will be more story driven than others

anyway, just some notes

 

1. Whenever a nicheling becomes pregnant, I'll use a random number generator and roll from 1-4 to decide how many kits they'll have

2. Nichelings with hemophilia have a chance of pulling a Silverstream (and sometimes even non hemophilic nichelings have a chance, just very rarely)

3. Every character's personality is mostly randomized (save for some stuff I come up with myself because it's fun that way) which includes stuff like their sexuality, beliefs, etc (even who they like if I decide I want to go that route)

4. I usually use a random generator for names because I'm terrible at it and keep using the same names over and over in my warriors saves

5. Whenever a leader is close to death, I age them back by 8 days (I only do this 3 times, so leaders have 3 lives instead of 9)

i'm sure there's something else but i'll come back to it later because sometimes its like that 👍

anyway just gotta set everything up give me a minute

[What breeds of goldfish have you had?]

11 hours ago, Chiyanna said:

I didn't know there were breeds of goldfish! Can you post pictures of the different breeds?

well you see theres the classic goldfish

 

the rainbow kind

 

pretzel goldfish

 

and my personal favorite abomination, smores goldfish

[Kat's art dump/homethread]

13 minutes ago, flower -she,he,they- said:

OMG KAT I HAVE NOT SPOKEN TO YOU IN SO LONG </33

I KNOW GAMER ITS BEEN LIKE 30 MINUTES!!! OMG ITS BEEN FOREVER <//3 ITS NOT LIKE WE TALK ON DISCORD EVERY 3 MINUTES OR ANYTHING <////3

[Kat's art dump/homethread]

1 minute ago, flower -she,he,they- said:

KAT!!! HI HI

OMG!! FLOWER FAF!! HI!!

[Kat's art dump/homethread]

im writing this letter and wishing you well

i love it here

[Give me your nichelings]

Lessa?

 

 

[Kat's art dump/homethread]

sketch of something i may or may not finish because believe it or not drawing 6 characters in one drawing is a complete nightmare ✨

 

they're all characters from a warriors rp me and my friends are in-you're automatically my best friend if you know the song (it was too good and made too much sense for me to not use it)

[Kat's Niche Mythology]

what is this, like, the third time I'm doing this?

Anyway, a big ol masterpost for all of the wack lore I've got-and trust me, it's. weird

I'll keep updating it once I remember more info and stuff

This won't just be my gods/goddesses/spirits and stuff, but also just some notable nichelings I've had who made an impact on history

i've only got a few in there right now because my fingers can only take so much but i'll add more later

time to get this over with so I can s l e e p

 

The One of Hope

God of Creation

(art by my super awesome and swaggy friend Flower which I finally get to use)

Parents: ???

Siblings: The Rotting One ⧬

Mates: ???

Children: Quosine ⧬, Adabrie ⧬, Casti'n♂️

Physical Attributes: An absolute behemoth, said to be several worlds long with paws that could crush the entire sea, almost always a lot smaller on the rare occasions he visits the mortal world, a pair of massive and elegant wings that are usually folded against his back, a radiant and peaceful glow that shines around him and is said to fill any living creature nearby with trainquility

Deaths: None that are known

Brief History:

The one of hope is a creature that seems to have been made by nothing but the universe itself, having simply come into existence one day along with his sister, The Rotting One. After a history that nobody has managed to uncover, a chain of events led to the two siblings splitting and forming two separate worlds. The One of Hope made a place where his creations could live fairly nice lives-but he didn't create a perfect world. He created a fair one. 

Not everyone is happy in his world, but what can be done about that?

 

The Rotting One

Goddess of Creation

(art was also made by Flower)

Parents: ???

Siblings: The One of Hope ♂

Mates: ???

Children: Esho'tso ⧬, Doxikao ♂, Dyutsati ♂

Physical Attributes: Absolutely massive just like her brother, described as a constantly rotting yet still alive entity, covered in dried blood with the stench of death constantly coming from her fur

Deaths: None that are known

Brief History:

Same as her brother, nobody knows what brought her into this world. After her fallout with her brother, she split off to create a world full of despair and suffering. The polar opposite to the one her brother had made.

Her unbridled rage and hatred was poured into this world, leaving it's residents with nothing but sadness and envy in their hearts. This world eventually came to be known as Bekatu, and the residents of The One of Hope's world were sent off there in the case that they committed disgusting, heinous acts.

The Rotting One isn't too fond of her world being used as a garbage can.

 

Shark

God of The Sea

 

Parents: Sand ♂, Unknown Parent

Siblings: Several Unknown Siblings

Mates: Several Unknown Mates

Children: Bloodstone ♂, Bloodlust ♂

Physical Attributes: Very sturdy and muscular, quite large, has more fins and a shark tail in his god form

Deaths: Razorania (First life), Old Age (Second life)

Brief History:

Shark was born in a time where Nichelings as a species hadn't existed for very long, and so became the first god to have ever started out as a mortal.

The area his tribe lived in was completely plagues by razorania, and Shark was well known for being the only one able to catch them. They say it was fascinating to watch him wrestle with the fish, killing the creatures in a single snap of his great jaws. He protected his tribe for many, many seasons, and he died as he lived-saving his sister from one of the razorania.

 

Blade

God of Plague

Parents: Ceda ♀, Vannil ♂

Siblings: None

Mates: Penelope ♀

Children: None

Physical Attributes: Pretty lanky and scrawny, fur is almost always sticking up everywhere

Deaths: Sickness (First Life), Old Age (Second Life)

Brief History:

Blade was born in quite a large tribe, made up of hundred of nichelings. Quickly though, he was outcasted and feared for his illness, being the only one to actually have anything of the sort. Nobody would go near him for fear of catching his disease-even his mother failed to acknowledge him much, and with his father dead before he was born, he grew up lonely and bitter.

He found love in an outspoken and hardheaded female named Penelope, who hung around him and accepted him for who he was. It was the first time someone had shown basic levels of decency to him. He was...infatuated. The feelings he had quickly became obssessive in nature, and the plan brewing in his mind wasn't going to spare even her.

Slowly, and intentionally, Blade spread his illness. It spread fast, jumping from nicheling to nicheling and soon infecting the entire tribe of many, many nichelings. They all slowly succumbed, coughing and hacking as Blade watched quietly. 

Penelope wasn't spared, he wanted her to feel what he felt and join him in death so they could truly be together. He sat by her side and whispered words of love and comfort in her ear as she passed, and soon, he was the only one left.

 

Genevieve

Goddess of Misfortune

 

Parents: Unknown♂, Unknown♀, Lareko ♀

Siblings: None

Mates: Unknown ♂

Children: None that are known

Physical Attributes: Quite short, very prickly fur, a little fang that sticks out from the left side of her mouth, covered in several scars from her misadventures

Deaths: Caught in Her Own Trap (First life), Bearyena (Second life), Old Age (Third life)

Brief History:

WIP (aka im just too lazy to type it right now)

 

Carrion

Goddess of Revenge

 

Parents: Ria ♀, Jenka ♂

Siblings: Unknown ♂

Mates: Nutalie ♀

Children: None

Physical Attributes: Very, very large, wears the cracked skull of a nicheling with ram horns (I always forget to draw them-), covered in nasty burns

Deaths: Drowning (First life)

Brief History:

Carrion was born with the name Akriah, in a savannah tribe that had no place or tolerance for her. She had very thick fur and wasn't suited in the slightest for such heat, and so she was left to her own devices, intended to be bait for the bluebirds so the tribe could hunt some-but her father defended her and refused to let her die without a chance to prove herself.

But it all went to waste after a devastating fire broke out, leaving Akriah trapped inside. She almost died that day, but luckily she was rescued and survived her many disfiguring injuries. Her mother Ria gave up on her almost immediately after, renaming her Carrion in an act of pure cruelty and cold bloodedness.

After her brother was born, nobody cared enough to even acknowledge her, too busy doting on the perfect little boy to care about the scarred and emotionally damaged child. And so, when she was supposed to be watching him, she left him, watching as a bluebird snatched him up and carried him off.

Not long after, yet another fire arrived, engulfing the savannah in it's flames and trapping Carrion's parents inside. Instead of helping them, she watched them burn, cold and emotionless, taking her mother's skull and wearing it as a keepsake in the aftermath.

The whole story would be too long to tell here, but let's just say her revenge plans went on for a very, very long time.

 

Doxx

The Prince of Peril

 

Parents: The Rotting One ♀, Unknown Parent

Siblings: Esho'tso ♀, Dysutsati ♂

Mates: Southend ♂, Voice ♂

Children: Kudufrn ♂

Physical Attributes: Very short, looks scrawny-ish until you actually fight him, three sets of horns, two sets of ears, three yellow diamond shapes in his eyes (most of this is only in his true, his mortal form is much less threatening)

Deaths: None that are known

Brief History:

True name Doxikao, he's the Rotting One's third-born, an odd sort of creature with a love of tricks and psychological warfare. He often shows up in the mortal world and messes with people's heads just for fun, driving them to the brink of insanity and occasionally driving them to do unspeakable things. Most known for the way he can lay every detail of someone's life out in front of them without them speaking a word.

It's not completely clear what his motive is or what he's really been up to considering his scattered history, but a few things are clear-he's up to no good, and he seems to have gotten quite the soft spot for a couple of mortals in particular.

So much so, that he's dragged one back to Bekatu with him.

 

[pronouns]

remember kids, if you disrespect neopronouns then Kat is going to be outside your window at 3 am 🤛🤛🤛

[Sims 3 Warrior Cats Challenge 2.0 because my other one is rolling in the grave]

 

Breezepool sat under the canopy of leaves, shielding himself from the warmth of the sun and enjoying the cool shade that enveloped him. It was a quiet day. Nobody was really out doing much, most were basking in the sun or quietly grooming themselves.

He could see Frostpatch with Sweetface over by the nursery, the two talking while Sparrowkit and Stormkit slept pressed up against their mother's side. 

With a quick scan of the clearing, he saw Blackcloud laughing about something with Fogstorm, and his ear twitched in annoyance. That tom was no good. It was better Blackcloud stayed away from him.

 

"So, what happened to your face, huh?"

Breezepool bristled, turning to look at the smaller cat that had made his way over. Arrowclaw.

He had the stupid smug look on his face he usually had, the one that rubbed him the wrong way-but they hadn't ever really talked. Maybe he was nicer than he looked.

"That's an awfully invasive question, shorty." Breezepool responded, raising an eyebrow.

Arrowclaw paused, tail tip twitching in what Breezepool assumed was unamusement. "Good one, but I've heard that one before! What's the weather like up there, huh?" He stuck his tongue out like some childish kit, and Breezepool watched in amusement as he padded off, having to hold back a few chuckles.

Weird guy.

 

(i know Arrowclaw doesn't look much smaller in this picture but its more apparent in game-and the angle makes it look kinda weird)

[Sims 3 Warrior Cats Challenge 2.0 because my other one is rolling in the grave]

1 hour ago, flower -she,he,they- said:

THEY ARE?!?!

👀😔😰

[Sims 3 Warrior Cats Challenge 2.0 because my other one is rolling in the grave]

53 minutes ago, cookie -she,her- said:

😳😳

wtf ew why are the emojis italicized ????????

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1 hour ago, flower -she,he,they- said:

let’s just say.. blaze’fox does 😳😳

cutely pushes cat into a position of power 😳😳

😳😳

[Sims 3 Warrior Cats Challenge 2.0 because my other one is rolling in the grave]

do any of the cats know stuff about herbs?? we dont have a medicine cat and we kinda need one

[Sims 3 Warrior Cats Challenge 2.0 because my other one is rolling in the grave]

this came to me in a dream

[Fitting naming]

I had my own niche language for a while, but since then I've lost the notepad file so I can't access it anymore 😔 I've been trying to make a new one though

[Sims 3 Warrior Cats Challenge 2.0 because my other one is rolling in the grave]

sorry for no updates, i've been visiting my brother-but i can update it again today or tomorrow

[Sims 3 Warrior Cats Challenge 2.0 because my other one is rolling in the grave]

"Shhh..."

Sweetface whispered, gently grooming the top of one of the kits' heads as he squirmed around with tiny mews. The other kit was quiet, simply yawning and burying himself against her side, content.

She could hear Arrowclaw and Smokefang talking outside, and she pricked her ears, listening in.

 

"Smokefang, you dog!" Arrowclaw laughed, and Sweetface could practically imagine the embarassment on Smokefang's face. She wondered why he hadn't come in yet, but it didn't really matter. 

She could raise these kits on her own if she needed to.

(bet you guys werent expecting this already huh)

 

 

anndd of course they need names

both are toms, here's a better picture

[Sims 3 Warrior Cats Challenge 2.0 because my other one is rolling in the grave]

"And then-and then-and then," 

Vixentumble meowed excitedly, tail swaying back and fourth behind her with energy, eyes sparkling as she told the story.

"I tackled 'em, right to the ground! After just a few swipes the mouseheart ran off with his tail between his legs!" She raised her right paw and unsheathed her claws to supposedly emphasize the point, laughing to herself. "Shoulda seen him! The poor tom barely got a hit on me!"

Beetletail chuckled himself, amused by the she-cat's energy. He had been quietly listening and grooming himself throughout the whole story, occasionally nodding his head or laughing. Vixentumble was an odd one, it seemed.

Darkflame sat quietly behind her, looming over the two with the same stoic expression he always had. He hadn't said a word or gave much of a reaction through the whole story, seemingly used to Vixentumble's antics.

 

The orange she-cat turned around and looked up at Darkflame, lifting a paw and nudging him in the shoulder. "You okay there, big guy? Grumpy as always?" She teased.

Darkflame simply flicked an ear and grunted, staring back with an unamused expression. Beetletail couldn't help but shrink back a little-the tom's mere prescence was a little unsettling with how sizable and mean he looked.

"Nice chatting with ya." Vixentumble snickered, turning back to Beetletail with a smile.

"Where was I?"

 

[Sims 3 Warrior Cats Challenge 2.0 because my other one is rolling in the grave]

"Are you alright, dear?"

Frostpatch bristled, narrowing her eyes at the calico she-cat. "What do you want?"

Sweetface blinked, calmly flicking an ear. "That doesn't answer my question. And I just wanted to check on you, you've been sitting here for a while now."

Frostpatch scoffed. "I'm fine. It's none of your concern." She turned away stubbornly, tail tip flicking in agitation. It was none of Sweetface's business, and it's not like they were actually just sitting and staring for that long.

"You sure?" Sweetface pressed, a soft kindness in her voice that rubbed Frostpatch the wrong way.

No.

"Yes."

 

"Alright."

The two went quiet, Sweetface sitting down a few feet away and casually grooming herself.

Frostpatch tensed, watching her out of the corner of their eye. "Why are you still here?"

The she-cat didn't look up. "Company is always nice." She said simply.

They didn't respond, turning away and staring at the ground.

 

Maybe she's alright...