Post by ifidie on Aug 19, 2010 23:47:46 GMT -5
Diablo
Blood falls with pretentious hesitancy,
Staining the husk of your life crimson.
Rats scatter as the clouds of doubt arrive,
And I run to ensure my conscience is
No longer imbued with your black fate.
who are you
name;; you can call me Will
gender;; male.
secret code;; removed by staff
how you found us;; the wonders of Google
we just met
cat's name;; his name is diablo, defined by both the darkness of his soul and the darkness of his pelt.
gender;; male.
fixed;; he is still quite capable of impregnating females.
years;; a year.
brief;; as a cat forced to kill at a young age, diablo is highly introspective, and often tends to question his actions regardless of their result. he is scarred from the events he had to partake in, and those same events impair his ability to successfully communicate.
there's a dagger
positives;; he has learned a lot from the ghetto, and is very wise because of it. when he pledges to a cat, he becomes the most loyal cat in their company. he is a good listener and is an excellent observationist.
negatives;; he is practically mute, and cannot express his feelings in an articulate fashion. he will only speak when it is required, and even then he does so with an inbred reluctance.
past style;; His past is littered with the deaths of both his family and friends, and much sorrow has come of his life.
personality;; After losing everything because of fear, diablo is essentially fearless. he is willing to risk his life in order to protect whoever's close to him. he is quiet and contemplative at peace, but, on occasion, shows vibrant flashes of empathy and love.
at my throat
fur style;; relatively simple. he has a thin black coat that grows slightly as winter approaches. he rarely sheds.
my eyes;; His eyes are a sagely dark blue, showing both a wealth of knowledge and a calculated deadness that came with age.
build;; diablo is fairly skinny, but is extremely fast. he has lithe muscles that can torque easily and cause serious damage. he is fairly small as well, but uses that to his advantage, leaping and jumping at openings in his opponents guard.
appearance;; diablo is a skinny cat with a dark pelt and a dark soul. his eyes express his melancholy life in a primal way only understood by the observant and the sagely. he would be considered darkly attractive by some, and depressing to others. however, much depth lies beneath his simple coat for those who delve into it.
now you know
mother;; angela - deceased - attractive brown she-cat
father;; matador - deceased - slender black tom
siblings;; he has one brother that he hasn't met as of yet. he still searches for him.
lovers;; as of yet none.
children;; again, not as of now.
friends;; diablo seldom makes friends, but all the ones he has have either been left behind or killed in the rift of his natural drifting.
other;; nay.
timeline;; closely after he was born, diablo's father died in a fight between him and a member of a gang from around the town who threatened to kill them if they didn't leave. diablo's father was a fairly headstrong man, and fought him before being impaled upon a loose metal siderail. diablo fled with his mother, and there he adopted the name diablo. (this is not his birth name; will be revealed later) he went across towns with his mother, taking shelter in various hellholes. although he was unaware of it, the gang that had killed his father still held a grudge against them. the cat that his father fought, a high ranking member of their loosely held hierarchy, had died of his wounds later in the week. (due to lack of proper medicinal knowledge) an assassin was then sent to eliminate the remaining bloodline to avoid disgrace and keep their reputation. one night, the assassin struck. his mother was killed before he could kill the assassin. he fled the town in great sorrow and great fear, bringing's his mother's body along with him until he could bury it in a field of poppies. he mulled through many towns after that, depressed and with no sense of direction. he made some friends that he was forced to abandon in his desperate need to escape his history. finally he arrived in the town in which he resided in now.
- kitted / diablo (true name will be revealed) was born
- learned with his father the rules of the street, and discovered his addiction to poppy seeds.
- father died in a gang fight.
- diablo and mother fled the town.
- mother was killed by a retributionary killer.
- diablo buried his mother.
- fled the town.
- entered several towns, before leaving soon thereafter because of the instrospection stabilirt brought.
- arrived here.
Blood falls with pretentious hesitancy,
Staining the husk of your life crimson.
Rats scatter as the clouds of doubt arrive,
And I run to ensure my conscience is
No longer imbued with your black fate.
who are you
name;; you can call me Will
gender;; male.
secret code;; removed by staff
how you found us;; the wonders of Google
we just met
cat's name;; his name is diablo, defined by both the darkness of his soul and the darkness of his pelt.
gender;; male.
fixed;; he is still quite capable of impregnating females.
years;; a year.
brief;; as a cat forced to kill at a young age, diablo is highly introspective, and often tends to question his actions regardless of their result. he is scarred from the events he had to partake in, and those same events impair his ability to successfully communicate.
there's a dagger
positives;; he has learned a lot from the ghetto, and is very wise because of it. when he pledges to a cat, he becomes the most loyal cat in their company. he is a good listener and is an excellent observationist.
negatives;; he is practically mute, and cannot express his feelings in an articulate fashion. he will only speak when it is required, and even then he does so with an inbred reluctance.
past style;; His past is littered with the deaths of both his family and friends, and much sorrow has come of his life.
personality;; After losing everything because of fear, diablo is essentially fearless. he is willing to risk his life in order to protect whoever's close to him. he is quiet and contemplative at peace, but, on occasion, shows vibrant flashes of empathy and love.
at my throat
fur style;; relatively simple. he has a thin black coat that grows slightly as winter approaches. he rarely sheds.
my eyes;; His eyes are a sagely dark blue, showing both a wealth of knowledge and a calculated deadness that came with age.
build;; diablo is fairly skinny, but is extremely fast. he has lithe muscles that can torque easily and cause serious damage. he is fairly small as well, but uses that to his advantage, leaping and jumping at openings in his opponents guard.
appearance;; diablo is a skinny cat with a dark pelt and a dark soul. his eyes express his melancholy life in a primal way only understood by the observant and the sagely. he would be considered darkly attractive by some, and depressing to others. however, much depth lies beneath his simple coat for those who delve into it.
now you know
mother;; angela - deceased - attractive brown she-cat
father;; matador - deceased - slender black tom
siblings;; he has one brother that he hasn't met as of yet. he still searches for him.
lovers;; as of yet none.
children;; again, not as of now.
friends;; diablo seldom makes friends, but all the ones he has have either been left behind or killed in the rift of his natural drifting.
other;; nay.
timeline;; closely after he was born, diablo's father died in a fight between him and a member of a gang from around the town who threatened to kill them if they didn't leave. diablo's father was a fairly headstrong man, and fought him before being impaled upon a loose metal siderail. diablo fled with his mother, and there he adopted the name diablo. (this is not his birth name; will be revealed later) he went across towns with his mother, taking shelter in various hellholes. although he was unaware of it, the gang that had killed his father still held a grudge against them. the cat that his father fought, a high ranking member of their loosely held hierarchy, had died of his wounds later in the week. (due to lack of proper medicinal knowledge) an assassin was then sent to eliminate the remaining bloodline to avoid disgrace and keep their reputation. one night, the assassin struck. his mother was killed before he could kill the assassin. he fled the town in great sorrow and great fear, bringing's his mother's body along with him until he could bury it in a field of poppies. he mulled through many towns after that, depressed and with no sense of direction. he made some friends that he was forced to abandon in his desperate need to escape his history. finally he arrived in the town in which he resided in now.
- kitted / diablo (true name will be revealed) was born
- learned with his father the rules of the street, and discovered his addiction to poppy seeds.
- father died in a gang fight.
- diablo and mother fled the town.
- mother was killed by a retributionary killer.
- diablo buried his mother.
- fled the town.
- entered several towns, before leaving soon thereafter because of the instrospection stabilirt brought.
- arrived here.