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Robert Fagles's translations of The Iliad and The Odyssey have become the most honored and popular contemporary versions of those Greek epic poem masterpieces. Now this Princeton professor emeritus presents his translation of Virgil's Aeneid, the third pillar of classical poetic literature. Fagles's surehanded rendering of this 1st-century B.C. text has already won praise from scholars and writers; for example, novelist J. M. Coetzee praised the translator for capturing "the full range of Virgil's drama, grandeur, and pathos in vigorous, supple modern English." This is a core book for any literary library.
Brad Leithauser
…there's a capaciousness to Fagles's line well suited to this vast story's ebb and flow. Aeneas is a storm-tossed man—the epic opens with shipwreck on the coast of Africa—and Fagles renders the pilgrimage in cadences that are encompassing without feeling cluttered.
—The New York Times
The New Yorker
Fagles’s new version of Virgil’s epic delicately melds the stately rhythms of the original to a contemporary cadence. Having previously produced well-received translations of the Iliad and the Odyssey, he illuminates the poem’s Homeric echoes while remaining faithful to Virgil’s distinctive voice. Pious Aeneas, passionate Dido, and raging Turnus are driven by the desires and rivalries of the gods—but even the gods recognize their obeisance to fate, and to the foretold Roman Empire that will produce Augustus, Virgil’s patron. The excellent introduction, by Bernard Knox, gives historical and literary context, and both Knox and Fagles convincingly argue the epic’s continuing relevance. Fagles, writing of Virgil’s sense of “the price of empire,” notes that “it seems to be a price we keep on paying, in the loss of blood and treasure, time-worn faith and hard-won hope, down to the present day.”
The New Yorker
Fagles's new version of Virgil's epic delicately melds the stately rhythms of the original to a contemporary cadence. . . . He illuminates the poem's Homeric echoes while remaining faithful to Virgil's distinctive voice.
The New York Times Book Review
A new and noble standard bearer . . . There's a capriciousness to Fagles's line well suited to this vast story's ebb and flow.
Publishers Weekly
Princeton scholar Fagles follows up his celebrated Iliad and Odyssey with a new, fast-moving, readable rendition of the national epic of ancient Rome. Virgil's long-renowned narrative follows the Trojan warrior Aeneas as he carries his family from his besieged, fallen home, stops in Carthage for a doomed love affair, visits the underworld and founds in Italy, through difficult combat, the settlements that will become, first the Roman republic, and then the empire Virgil knew. Recent translators (such as Allen Mandelbaum) put Virgil's meters into English blank verse. Fagles chooses to forgo meter entirely, which lets him stay literal when he wishes, and grow eloquent when he wants: "Aeneas flies ahead, spurring his dark ranks on and storming/ over the open fields like a cloudburst wiping out the sun." A substantial preface from the eminent classicist Bernard Knox discusses Virgil's place in history, while Fagles himself appends a postscript and notes. Scholars still debate whether Virgil supported or critiqued the empire's expansion; Aeneas' story might prompt new reflection now, when Americans are already thinking about international conflict and the unexpected costs of war. (Nov.) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
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The founding of Rome and the maturation of a hero who has greatness thrust upon him are the subjects of Virgil's first-century (b.c.) epic, newly available in Princeton scholar Fagles's energetic verse translation. It succeeds Fagles's critically acclaimed and very popular English-language renderings of Homer's the Iliad and the Odyssey, the touchstones that preceded and inspired Virgil (the Latin poet's hero Aeneas in fact makes a brief appearance in the Iliad). In 12 Books containing nearly 10,000 lines of unrhymed verse hexameters (i.e., six stresses per line), Virgil tells of the endangered voyages of Aeneas's fleet of ships following the devastation of the Trojan War; his dalliance with Queen Dido of Carthage, and the abandonment of her that adds the scorned monarch's lethal rage to that of (Aeneas's nemesis) the offended goddess Juno; the hero's journey to the underworld and reunion with the ghost of his father Anchises (one of classical literature's imperishable scenes); and a litany of the deeds and sufferings of noble Romans that expands into a prophetic vision of a glorious future. Veteran scholar Bernard Knox's replete introduction brilliantly summarizes the poem's provenance, meanings and influence. And a "Translator's Postscript" both emphasizes and illustrates "[Virgil's] unequaled blend of grandeur and accessibility . . . of eloquence and action, heroics and humanity." Fagles varies the hexameter pattern ingeniously, condensing to five stresses, or expanding to seven, depending on the desired rhetorical or emotional effect (e.g., "the dank night is sweeping down from the sky / and the setting stars incline our heads to sleep")-and demonstrates his talents smashingly inscenes set in "The Kingdom of the Dead" (where, amid sulphurous sound and fury, we hear ". . . a crescendo of wailing, / ghosts of infants weeping, robbed of their share / of this sweet life, at its very threshold too"). Homer's deserved primacy makes us often forget that Virgil is in many ways his equal. Fagles's triumphant new achievement makes us remember it.
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  • ISBN-13: 9780143059028
  • Publisher: Penguin Group (USA) Incorporated
  • Publication date: 11/2/2006
  • Format: CD
  • Edition description: Unabridged
  • Pages: 1
  • Product dimensions: 5.22 (w) x 5.78 (h) x 1.60 (d)

Meet the Author

Virgil, born in 70 B.C., is best remembered for his masterpiece, The Aeneid. He earned great favor by portraying Augustus as a descendant of the half-god, half-man Aeneas. Although Virgil swore on his deathbed that The Aeneid was incomplete and unworthy, it has been considered one of the greatest works of Western literature for more than two thousand years.
Robert Fagles is Arthur W. Marks ’19 Professor of Comparative Literature, Emeritus, at Princeton University. He is the recipient of the 1997 PEN/Ralph Manheim Medal for Translation and a 1996 Award in Literature from the American Academy of Arts and Letters. His previous translations include Sophocles’s Three Theban Plays, Aeschylus’s Oresteia (nominated for a National Book Award), Homer’s Iliad (winner of the 1991 Harold Morton Landon Translation Award by The Academy of American Poets) and Homer’s Odyssey.

Bernard Knox is Director Emeritus of Harvard’s Center for Hellenic Studies in Washington, D.C.

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Book I

I sing of arms and of a man: his fate had made him fugitive; he was the first

to journey from the coasts of Troy as far

as Italy and the Lavinian shores.

Across the lands and waters he was battered     5

beneath the violence of High Ones, for

the savage Juno's unforgetting anger;

and many sufferings were his in war-

until he brought a city into being

and carried in his gods to Latium;      10

from this have come the Latin race, the lords

of Alba, and the ramparts of high Rome.



Tell me the reason, Muse: what was the wound

to her divinity, so hurting her

that she, the queen of gods, compelled a man    15

remarkable for goodness to endure

so many crises, meet so many trials?

Can such resentment hold the minds of gods?



There was an ancient city they called Carthage-

a colony of refugees from Tyre- 20

a city facing Italy, but far

away from Tiber's mouth: extremely rich

and, when it came to waging war, most fierce.

This land was Juno's favorite-it is said-

more dear than her own Samos; here she kept     25

her chariot and armor; even then

the goddess had this hope and tender plan:

for Carthage to become the capital

of nations, if the Fates would just consent.

But she had heard that, from the blood of Troy, 30

a race had come that some day would destroy

the citadels of Tyre; from it, a people

would spring, wide-ruling kings, men proud in battle

and destined toannihilate her Libya.

The Fates had so decreed. And Saturn's daughter-        35

in fear of this, remembering the old war

that she had long since carried on at Troy

for her beloved Argos (and, indeed,

the causes of her bitterness, her sharp

and savage hurt, had not yet left her spirit;   40

for deep within her mind lie stored the judgment

of Paris and the wrong done to her scorned

beauty, the breed she hated, and the honors

that had been given ravished Ganymede)-

was angered even more; for this, she kept       45

far off from Latium the Trojan remnant

left by the Greeks and pitiless Achilles.

For long years they were cast across all waters,

fate-driven, wandering from sea to sea.

It was so hard to found the race of Rome.       50



With Sicily scarce out of sight, the Trojans

had gladly spread their canvas on the sea,

turning the salt foam with their brazen prows,

when Juno, holding fast within her heart

the everlasting insult, asked herself:  55

"Am I, defeated, simply to stop trying,

unable to turn back the Trojan king

from Italy? No doubt, the Fates won't have it.

But Pallas-was she powerful enough

to set the Argive fleet on fire, to drown       60

the crewmen in the deep, for an outrage done

by only one infuriated man,

Ajax, Oileus' son? And she herself

could fling Jove's racing lightning from the clouds

and smash their galleys, sweep the sea with tempests.   65

Then Ajax' breath was flame from his pierced chest;

she caught him up within a whirlwind; she

impaled him on a pointed rock. But I,

the queen of gods, who stride along as both

the sister and the wife of Jove, have warred    70

so many years against a single nation.

For after this, will anyone adore

the majesty of Juno or, before

her altars, pay her honor, pray to her?"



Then-burning, pondering-the goddess reaches     75

Aeolia, the motherland of storms,

a womb that always teems with raving south winds.

In his enormous cave King Aeolus

restrains the wrestling winds, loud hurricanes;

he tames and sways them with his chains and prison.     80

They rage in indignation at their cages;

the mountain answers with a mighty roar.

Lord Aeolus sits in his high citadel;

he holds his scepter, and he soothes their souls

and calms their madness. Were it not for this,  85

then surely they would carry off the sea

and lands and steepest heaven, sweeping them

across the emptiness. But fearing that,

the all-able Father hid the winds within

dark caverns, heaping over them high mountains; 90

and he assigned to them a king who should,

by Jove's sure edict, understand just when

to jail and when, commanded, to set free.

Then Juno, suppliant, appealed to him:



"You, Aeolus-to whom the king of men    95

and father of the gods has given this:

to pacify the waves or, with the wind,

to incite them-over the Tyrrhenian

now sails my enemy, a race that carries

the beaten household gods of Ilium      100

to Italy. Hammer your winds to fury

and ruin their swamped ships, or scatter them

and fling their crews piecemeal across the seas.

I have twice-seven nymphs with splendid bodies;

the loveliest of them is Deiopea,       105

and I shall join her to you in sure marriage

and name her as your own, that she may spend

all of her years with you, to make you father

of fair sons. For such service, such return."



And Aeolus replied: "O Queen, your task 110

is to discover what you wish; and mine,

to act at your command. For you have won

this modest kingdom for me, and my scepter,

and Jove's goodwill. You gave me leave to lean

beside the banquets of the gods, and you        115

have made me lord of tempests and of clouds."



His words were done. He turned his lance head, struck

the hollow mountain on its side. The winds,

as in a column, hurry through the breach;

they blow across the earth in a tornado.        120

Together, Eurus, Notus, and-with tempest

on tempest-Africus attack the sea;

they churn the very bottom of the deep

and roll vast breakers toward the beaches; cries

of men, the creaking of the cables rise.        125

Then, suddenly, the cloud banks snatch away

the sky and daylight from the Trojans' eyes.

Black night hangs on the waters, heavens thunder,

and frequent lightning glitters in the air;

everything intends quick death to men.  130



At once Aeneas' limbs fall slack with chill.

He groans and stretches both hands to the stars.

He calls aloud: "O, three and four times blessed

were those who died before their fathers' eyes

beneath the walls of Troy. Strongest of all     135

the Danaans, o Diomedes, why

did your right hand not spill my lifeblood, why

did I not fall upon the Ilian fields,

there where ferocious Hector lies, pierced by

Achilles' javelin, where the enormous   140

Sarpedon now is still, and Simois

has seized and sweeps beneath its waves so many

helmets and shields and bodies of the brave!"

*  *  *

Aeneas hurled these words. The hurricane

is howling from the north; it hammers full      145

against his sails. The seas are heaved to heaven.

The oars are cracked; the prow sheers off; the waves

attack broadside; against his hull the swell

now shatters in a heap, mountainous, steep.

Some sailors hang upon a wave crest; others     150

stare out at gaping waters, land that lies

below the waters, surge that seethes with sand.

And then the south wind snatches up three ships

and spins their keels against the hidden rocks-

those rocks that, rising in midsea, are called  155

by the Italians "Altars"-like a monstrous

spine stretched along the surface of the sea.

Meanwhile the east wind wheels another three

off from the deep and, terrible to see,

against the shoals and shifting silt, against   160

the shallows, girding them with mounds of sand.



Before Aeneas' eyes a massive breaker

smashes upon its stern the ship that carries

the Lycian crewmen led by true Orontes.

The helmsman is beaten down; he is whirled headlong.    165

Three times at that same spot the waters twist

and wheel the ship around until a swift

whirlpool has swallowed it beneath the swell.

And here and there upon the wide abyss,

among the waves, are swimmers, weapons, planks, 170

and Trojan treasure. Now the tempest takes

the sturdy galleys of Ilioneus

and brave Achates, now the ships of Abas

and many-yeared Aletes; all receive

their enemy, the sea, through loosened joints   175

along their sides and through their gaping seams.



But Neptune felt the fracas and the frenzy;

and shaken by the unleashed winds, the wrenching

of the still currents from the deep seabed,

he raised his tranquil head above the surface.  180

And he can see the galleys of Aeneas

scattered across the waters, with the Trojans

dismembered by the waves and fallen heavens.

Her brother did not miss the craft and wrath

of Juno. Catching that, he calls up both        185

the east wind and the west. His words are these:



"Has pride of birth made you so insolent?

So, Winds, you dare to mingle sky and land,

heave high such masses, without my command?

Whom I-? But no, let me first calm the restless 190

swell; you shall yet atone-another time-

with different penalties for these your crimes.

But now be off, and tell your king these things:

that not to him, but me, has destiny

allotted the dominion of the sea        195

and my fierce trident. The enormous rocks

are his-your home, East Wind. Let Aeolus

be lord of all that lies within that hall

and rule in that pent prison of the winds."



So Neptune speaks and, quicker than his tongue, 200

brings quiet to the swollen waters, sets

the gathered clouds to flight, calls back the sun.

Together, then, Cymothoë and Triton,

thrusting, dislodge the ships from jagged crags.

But now the god himself takes up his trident    205

to lift the galleys, and he clears a channel

across the vast sandbank. He stills the sea

and glides along the waters on light wheels.

And just as, often, when a crowd of people

is rocked by a rebellion, and the rabble        210

rage in their minds, and firebrands and stones

fly fast-for fury finds its weapons-if,

by chance, they see a man remarkable

for righteousness and service, they are silent

and stand attentively; and he controls  215

their passion by his words and cools their spirits:

so all the clamor of the sea subsided

after the Father, gazing on the waters

and riding under cloudless skies, had guided

his horses, let his willing chariot run.        220



And now Aeneas' weary crewmen hurry

to find the nearest land along their way.

They turn toward Libya's coast. There is a cove

within a long, retiring bay; and there

an island's jutting arms have formed a harbor   225

where every breaker off the high sea shatters

and parts into the shoreline's winding shelters.

Along this side and that there towers, vast,

a line of cliffs, each ending in like crags;

beneath the ledges tranquil water lies  230

silent and wide; the backdrop-glistening

forests and, beetling from above, a black

grove, thick with bristling shadows. Underneath

the facing brow: a cave with hanging rocks,

sweet waters, seats of living stone, the home   235

of nymphs. And here no cable holds tired ships,

no anchor grips them fast with curving bit.



Aeneas shelters here with seven ships-

all he can muster, all the storm has left.

The Trojans, longing so to touch the land,      240

now disembark to gain the wished-for sands.

They stretch their salt-soaked limbs along the beach.

Achates was the first to strike a spark

from flint and catch the fire up with leaves.

He spread dry fuel about, and then he waved     245

the tinder into flame. Tired of their trials,

the Trojan crewmen carry out the tools

of Ceres and the sea-drenched corn of Ceres.

And they prepare to parch the salvaged grain

by fire and, next, to crush it under stone.     250



Meanwhile Aeneas climbs a crag to seek

a prospect far and wide across the deep,

if he can only make out anything

of Antheus and his Phrygian galleys, or

of Capys, or the armor of Caicus        255

on his high stern. There is no ship in sight;

all he can see are three stags wandering

along the shore, with whole herds following

behind, a long line grazing through the valley.

He halted, snatched his bow and racing arrows,  260

the weapons carried by the true Achates.

And first he lays the leaders low, their heads

held high with tree-like antlers; then he drives

the herds headlong into the leafy groves;

they panic, like a rabble, at his arrows.       265

He does not stay his hand until he stretches,

victoriously, seven giant bodies

along the ground, in number like his galleys.

This done, he seeks the harbor and divides

the meat among his comrades. And he shares      270

the wine that had been stowed by kind Acestes

in casks along the shores of Sicily:

the wine that, like a hero, the Sicilian

had given to the Trojans when they left.

Aeneas soothes their melancholy hearts: 275



"O comrades-surely we're not ignorant

of earlier disasters, we who have suffered

things heavier than this-our god will give

an end to this as well. You have neared the rage

of Scylla and her caves' resounding rocks;      280

and you have known the Cyclops' crags; call back

your courage, send away your grieving fear.

Perhaps one day you will remember even

these our adversities with pleasure. Through

so many crises and calamities   285

we make for Latium, where fates have promised

a peaceful settlement. It is decreed

that there the realm of Troy will rise again.

Hold out, and save yourselves for kinder days."



These are his words; though sick with heavy cares,      290

he counterfeits hope in his face; his pain

is held within, hidden. His men make ready

the game that is to be their feast; they flay

the deer hide off the ribs; the flesh lies naked.

Some slice off quivering strips and pierce them with    295

sharp spits, while on the beach the others set

caldrons of brass and tend the flame. With food

their strength comes back again. Along the grass

they stretch and fill their bellies full of fat

venison meat and well-aged wine. That done-     300

their hunger banished by their feasting and

the tables cleared-their talk is long, uncertain

between their hope and fear, as they ask after

their lost companions, wondering if their comrades

are still alive or if they have undergone       305

the final change and can no longer hear

when called upon. Especially the pious

Aeneas moans within himself the loss

now of the vigorous Orontes, now

of Amycus, the cruel end of Lycus,      310

the doom of brave Cloanthus, of brave Gyas.



Their food and talk were done when Jupiter,

while gazing from the peaks of upper air

across the waters winged with canvas and

low-lying lands and shores and widespread people,       315

stood high upon the pinnacle of heaven

until he set his sight on Libya's kingdom.

And as he ponders this, the saddened Venus,

her bright eyes dimmed and tearful, speaks to him:



"O you who, with eternal rule, command  320

and govern the events of gods and men,

and terrify them with your thunderbolt,

what great offense has my Aeneas given,

what is his crime, what have the Trojans done

that, having undergone so many deaths,  325

the circle of all lands is shut against them-

and just because of Italy? Surely



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From the Paperback edition.

Copyright© 1981 by Virgil
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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 2, 2006

    The star rating is arbitrary...read on.

    Just so we're all clear: the following customer reviews address different translations, not the Hackett publication on this page. I haven't read Lombardo's translation of the Aeneid, but I have read some of his translations of other texts and they were great...His voice is very modern and readable.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 13, 2000

    This review refers to the translation by C.H. Sisson.

    As you can see, there are many translations of The Aeneid out there. Most are in paperback, some are in hardcover. I first read The Aeneid from a second-hand paperback book, and years later decided to buy a hardcover translation to put on my bookshelf between my Homer and Horace hardcovers. Given only meager descriptions of The Aeneid hardcovers available from B&N, I more or less blindly chose the translation by C.H. Sisson. The book was advertised as having been published in 1995, but the book itself gave a copywright of 1986. The introduction is barely five pages long, and there are no notes or illustrations or a glossary. The dust jacket is rust in color and rather plain. The dimensions of the book itself is: 8 3/4' tall, 5 3/4' wide, and about 1 1/8' thick. I found the book to be smaller than my other hardcovers, which for some reason bothers me. I hope this description helps you, the potential buyer, in making your decision, as I wish I had this information when I selected. Book stores on the web are great, even superior to 'real' stores in many aspects, but sometimes we need more than just a photo (if we even have that)and non-descriptive info, especially when the only reviews are applied to every translation of a classical work. You may be thinking this reviewer needs to stop worrying about the sizes of books and get out of the house more. But for some of us, we want to know what a book looks like, to find the most attractive copy of a literary classic to place on our bookshelves. You know who you are. The bottom line, however, is whether you get this translation, a worn-out paperback edition, a book from a library, or any other competent translation of Virgil's masterpiece, you will have a great work to read and enjoy. And you get a longer bang for your buck if it looks good on your bookshelf after you finish it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 25, 2014

    Bio of the mighty Toxic

    Name: *blank stare* <p> Age: 6 moons (random fact about the number six; it comes after the number five, and you can add up may different numbers to make it! Examples: 2 + 4, 3 + 3) <p> Gender &male and I am NOT gonna prove it. Perv. <p> Looks: shaggy white pelt, with coal black stripes on each of his legs, and three, count 'em, three horizontal gray stripes the run along his back, starting at his shoulders and ending at the base of his tail. His eyes are a bright, kingly violet, with darker violet speckles. <p> Personality: natural born leader, bold, sometimes sarcastic (okay, a lot of the time), and full of courage. Always up for any adventure and will dive into danger head-on without looking back. <p> Family: Seven (mother), Virus (father), Vitani (sister), Savvy (sister), Serval (brother), Toxin (grandfather). <p> Friends: well I just got here, but... I'd definitely say that Seven and Swift (Swufteh I'm sorreh! I promised I'd only ever call you by your nickname, but I lied :3) are my two best friends here. I hope to add to this list and include each and every one of you :D <p> <br> Baiii for now! *huggles and throws around white fundip* #Glosseh4ever #feedme

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 25, 2014

    Fyrefoxs bio

    Name seriously age old enough looks black with blue patterns that look like fire hobbies fishing hunting questions ask

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 24, 2014

    ♧ WindBlown's Autobiography ♧

    Name: Ug...Windblown<p>Goes by: Wind<p>Nicknames: Windy, Winds, Breezy(not usually), and Windle<p>Looks: Medium sized white she with irregular grey stripes that make her fur look windblown; Stormy Blue eyes with flecks of Story Grey<p>Persona: Quiet, shy, but once you get to know her she's super friendly. Really funny (the logical, random, sort of funny-thats the best type!) She also likes honycomb, for some reason. With or without honey. Great tree climber.<p>Age: somewhere around 24 moons, birthday is December 6 (this is my birthday in real life, lets see if any of you remember!)<p>Kin: Ebony. Blech!<p>History: She and her siblings lived with their parents in a small clan, and she and Ebony didn't get along because she was the opposite of Ebony's rebellious nature. Ebony later ran away, and after awhile, Wind left to find her, for a reason she herself didn't understand.<p>Accessories: A very dark, shimmerglittery collar with a silver star charm.<p>Other: DON'T ask--she hates being pestered.<p>Wind &#9831

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 22, 2014

    Glowingtigers bio redo

    Ill do it later

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 22, 2014

    Convergence bio (Redo xd)

    My name is Convergence. I was originally "nameless" but someone was kind enough to bestow this lovely name upon me. *0* I am an age between 1 and 100 o.o I like most people. Most. I am a shecat with black fur and silver paws. I have electric blue eyes. I know nothing of my history.. I have been alone for as long as I can remember. This clan I can honestly say has been the best. I was in one before, but nothing like this. Most told me not to come here because it was full of terrible things. I completely disagree. (Liarrsss) I have great respect for the leader and my clanmates. I can be a bit crazy sometimes, especially if I know you well. I only have one friend here... at least thats what I think. If I love you, I would do anything for you. I would totally get you the moon if you asked but I can't reach it. CURSE YOU ARMS XD I have never had a mate or kits. Haven't had any real crushes, either. It's all good though! #SinglePringle I can be loving so here is a hug. *gives you a hug* But always keep in mind... I will BITE YO FACE O,..,O

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 21, 2014

    Reaper's Bio

    <p> [Holy jebus, man! All you peeps are so high-tech! My bio's gonna suck. -__-] </p>
    <p> Reaper </p>
    <p> 13 moons old </p>
    <p> Feirce, can be kind, tempermental[Yo,I has gots issues. Stay back.], encouraging, loyal. </p>
    <p> No kin </p>
    <p> No mate, kits, but a crush on N - nevermind. </p>
    <p> No important history </p>
    <p> He has a small, thick banded, gold hoop earing in his right ear, and a worn leather collar that has a curling, black and silver metal feather dangling from it. </p>
    <p> He is a muscular, deep dark brown, long furred tabby tom. He has brilliant green eyes with gold fleck and streaks in the irises, long front fangs, and long, thick claws. </p>

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 20, 2014

    Enemii ~ Bio テ

    Name: Batman. Whoosh. <p>

    Nicknames: I dunno. Like, Miia? Enii? <p>

    Gender: Shut your mouth. <p>

    Age: I found a beetle! <p>

    Looks: White with diagonal black stripes like crossing over her body. She has long, curled claws and sharp, gleaming teeth. One of her paws is gray, and her tail is long and plume like. Her eyes are golden orbs of a bold wonder. <p>

    Personality: Did you know ... <p>

    Mate: That sausages are intestines stuffed with meat? >=} <p>

    Crush: Okay, Armie. I'mma sorry. V_V <p>

    Kits: NUT NUT NUT <p>

    Siggy: A smirky little guy. Look at his chubbiness. ~> &#12486 <p>

    History: Nope. This information isn't here. Yetzers. <p>

    Kin: Kin, kin. That didn't help. It reminded me of Doritos. : , <p>

    Other: No. NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT NUT

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 20, 2014

    Platii3

    I realized that Prism and Platinum aren't actually friends, just RPer-RPer.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 25, 2014

    簻 Platinum's Bio 1.4 簻

    Alright! For easy reference, l'm going to not do the funny shtuff this time. Sowwy! <br>
    <p>
    Name- Platinum <br>
    <p>
    Nicknames- Plat, Platii, Plattii, Nummy, Platinun (typo mispell) <br>
    <p>
    Age- Not old, but not too young <br>
    <p>
    Gender- &female <br>
    <p>
    Looks- Dark grey with lighter grey chest and paws. One toe on a paw is almost white. Very dark blue eyes, almost navy. She has a scar on her stomach and ear, pressumably battle wounds. <br>
    <p>
    Personality- Stubborn, Often Irritated/ing, Bossy, Co<_>cky, Willfull. Also Kind, Funny, Strange, and Just Plain Cool (JPC) <br>
    <p>
    Kin- Parents are unknown. <br>
    Brother is Silverfang, or Silv. <br>
    Sisters-in-law are Mint, Shatter, Nightsky, Pikapower, Dream or Night or something, to name a few. <br>
    Nieces/Nephews- Silv's kits. <br>
    <p>
    History- When Platinum was still nursing, her mother kept er in a rabbit burrow. By the time Platinum was weened, her mother abandoned her. She lived as a loner then, never seeking friendship or companionship. Finally, her brother Silverfang found her and convinced her to join Bloodclan. <br>
    <p>
    Crush- Quasi <br>
    <p>
    Mate- Quasi <br>
    <p>
    Kits- Verdigris (&male), and Vermillion (&male) <br>
    <p>
    Birthday- March 28 (day BEFORE my real birthday) <br>
    <p>
    Fave Candy- Hershey's Cookies 'N' Cream, Reeses, Twix, KitKat, Snickers, Milky Way, or anything chocolate. Oh, and White Fundip (dying... ;[) ) <br>
    <p>
    Friends- Swift, Quasi, Randeh (more RPer-RPer), and Prism's RPer <br>
    <p>
    Siggy- &#31803 <br>
    <p>
    Other- Ask- that's an order. <br>
    <p>
    Baisees!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 20, 2014

    Randi's History

    Eh. I'll post it later. Somewhere else actually o.o

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 19, 2014

    Randi3 (Continued)

    And the bi<_>tch isn't Dissy. :)

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 19, 2014

    Dismay

    Everyone seems to be making a bio, and l have time to kill, so...<br>Name: Dismay Fu<_>cking Storncloak.<br>Age: Older than most. This character's almost two years old in real time, so if you do the math and estimate her age in rp time...o.o<br>Gender: Bi<_>tch.<br>Personality: Um....o.o....This is a tricky one. She used to be all sneaky and relatively nice and stuff but then after a year she kinda became the Haymitch of cats, only more insane. She has no problem cooking your internal organs in a stew and feeding it to small children. x.x She's very open-minded and has no problem flirting with a plate or tree.<br>Family: Uh, her biological family kinda abandoned her, and her supposed mate has been on exactly thrice in the past year. So, she claim Randi and Swift as her family and they're about the only two cats she trusts whole-heartedly.<br>Appearance: She's a dark brown tabby with one white ear and one tawny. Her eyes are red. Dundundun.<br>Other: Dat'sit. :3

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 19, 2014

    Wonder's Sasseh Bio

    <n> Name-> Wonderwoman, the boss. Whatevah. <p>

    Age-> Do ya think I'd ACTUALLY tell a bi<_>tch like YOU? Ha. <p>

    Gender-> X.x <p>

    Lookeh-> She's this beaut of a silver she with these totally fab white markings. <br>
    0h. My. God. Idn't it cool how her fabulous ember-gold eyes look like sunlit gems ...? <p>

    Persona-> Figure it out bi<_>tch. <p>

    Crush-> Armag ... SAUSAGES! My fave! <p>

    Mate-> Heck no. <p>

    Kits-> >=} <p>

    Theme Soheng-> "Blank Dpace" by You-Know-Who <p>

    Othah-> Go sass Nite.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 19, 2014

    Gosudarstvenniki

    Name: Gosudarstvenniki. It means 'civil servant' in Russian.<br>
    Nicknames: Veni, Venni, and whatever else the typos demand. :3 Veni means 'l have come' in Latin. <br>
    Age: Uh... old enough.<br>
    Gender: &male <br>
    Looks: Plain grey-colored pelt with yellow eyes. Fluffy. About a foot tall and three feet long from nose to tail. Missing a back claw.<br>
    Personality: Cheerful, bubbly, silly, afraid of the snow. Violent sometimes.<br>
    Mate\Crush\Kits: This is bound to be a fluctuating category, so ask me. I don't plan on writin' another bio. :3<br>
    Theme Song: 'The Complete History of the Rise of the Soviet Union' or 'Rasputin'. <p>
    ~Gosudarstvenniki

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 19, 2014

    Winter ~ Bio &infin

    Name &infin Winter (duh) <br>
    Nicknames &infin Winner; Wint; Winty; Winny; Win-Win <p>

    Description &infin Soft, fluffy white pelt with dazzling blue eyes <p>

    Age &infin None 'O yo biz. <br>
    Gender &infin &female <p>

    Crush &infin Gosudarstvenniki <br>
    Mate &infin No <br>
    Kits &infin T.T <p>

    Theme Song &infin "Blank Space" by Taylor Swift <p>

    Other &infin Ask

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 19, 2014

    Nyx and Nite's Bio's V. 1.1 ッ

    <p> &infin Nyx's Bio!! &infin </p>
    <p> &infin Nyx is a long, lean sleek black-blue short furred she cat with a white sock on her left front leg, a white moon-star-entertwined shape on her forehead, and crystal ice blue eyes. She is vigilant, cunning, dark, mysterious and funneh. Nyx is aprox. 19 moons old. Her nicknames are: Nyxeh, Trixie-Nyx, Trixie-Nixie, Nyny, Nyxel, Nyyyyx(like you got PB on the roof of your mouth. &#12483<_>) and Nyxieboo!(don't ever call her that. XD) She has no mate or kits. Her crush is.... Armegeddon. Derps. Her only kin is Nite, her sistah!!! Her history: kiinda long. To make a long story short, and a short story shorter, she was orn, parents died, joined BC. The end! ^__^ theme song: "In The End" by Linkin Park. Byee! &infin </p>
    <p> &#10023 Nite's Bio &#10023 </p>
    <p> &#10023 Nite is a black long furred she cat with dark grey and white dappled spots, white paws, tail tip, underbelly, muzzle and deep violet eyes. She is shy, sweet, quiet, fierce and loyal. She is aprox. 17 moons old. Her nicknames: Nitie, Niteh, Niyniy, Nitie-The-Mighty, Nittles! She has no mate, crush or kits. Her kin is Nyx. Her history is the same as Nyx. Theme song: "I Love You Too Much/Te Amo Es Mas" by Deigo Luna. Nighters! &#10023 </p>

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 18, 2014

    Katty's bio!!! :)

    NAME-Katty. AGE-19 in cat years. BREED-Norwiegin Forest cat AKA Wiegie. They are big!!!((I own one...i love him alot......ya....)) COLERATION-A small red and white cat with deep copper eyes. Long claws and sharp teeth. LIKES-Stuff. DISLIKES-Stuff. CRUSH/MATE-No and no. :(. THEME SONG-Flaws by Bastiel.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 17, 2014

    Royalshade

    Blueblack fur with light gray flecks one green eye, the other has three red claw marks running down it and the pupil is a pearly white. IS ON NO ACCOUNT BLIND! Can treerun.

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