Post by stubinz on Mar 3, 2017 23:45:57 GMT -5
Name Grumbuskin
Gender Male
Age adult (35-40)
Tribe Jellicles
Family
Appearance
Grumbuskin is gray and silver with black stripes, his coat is shaggier in the upper body and arms and thiner on the lower body.
his breed is any ones guess, a Heinze-57 mix. he has two wide scars that run below his right eye and down the cheek as well as multiple others everywheare else. he wears a polka dot kerchife around his neck and a sash and stripped trousers. unless instruced not to he usualy has a carveing knife that he weilds like a broadsword close to hand, if not then some other blade.
Human App
Personality
cautious and calculateing, he will size up a situation and do what needs to be done. then he will take the consequances. despite the repuatation of saiolrs and ships cats he avoids direct profanity, useing oaths such as "by thunder", "by the Blue" and the like.
while not paranoid his bywords are "never trust a silver platter".
his attitudes toward the Queens is respectfull, but there is ALWAYS another. he prefers the open air to enclosed spaces.
in recent times he has been over fond of drink but that should be changeing. while not being fond of bullies or those prey on queens and kittens, his fiearce driveing passion is loyalty. no matter the cost if you have his loyalty he will back your play.
Describeing word loyal.
History 8
Grumbuskin was a ships cat from birth, and while the ships changed, usualy due to the less than leagle activites of the human crew, he had allways found another. so perhapse it is not supriseing that he found himself numbered amoung the Bravos.as he worked from crew to crew he looked for a leader worthy of loyalty. eventualy he found one. and after a time Grumbuskin was Growltigers Bucko Mate.
his great failing, to his mind, was that he had gone off drinking at the Bell the night of The Last Stand and wasn't there when his Captian needed him. he lost himself to drink after that. the only thing that pulled him back was the whispered rumor of a cat fitting Growltigers description being seen. he has sought out the junkyard to lay that haunt to rest. sadly he did not find him, but he did find a tribe that needed him.
he has become a useful Member.
RP sample
with a quick motion Grumbuskin scaled the chainlink fence and perched on the top. cocking his head back he sceanted the air, he'd cooped himself up for far too long. then he heard a growl and a clatter. running along the fence top he spotted a medium sized policle backing a young Queen into a corner. casting his eyes about, Grumbuskin sized up the distance between a trashcan next to the policle and himself.
then he launched into the air knocking the can over with a CRASH.
Grumbuskin brandished his carveing knife as he roared "back away you misbegotten son of a toy poodle and a dispeptic sheep!". to his mild suprise the dog fled. Grumbuskin turned to the Queen and...she was GONE. ah well he didn't need the entanglement anyway. now they had said the yard was this way.
Gender Male
Age adult (35-40)
Tribe Jellicles
Family
Appearance
Grumbuskin is gray and silver with black stripes, his coat is shaggier in the upper body and arms and thiner on the lower body.
his breed is any ones guess, a Heinze-57 mix. he has two wide scars that run below his right eye and down the cheek as well as multiple others everywheare else. he wears a polka dot kerchife around his neck and a sash and stripped trousers. unless instruced not to he usualy has a carveing knife that he weilds like a broadsword close to hand, if not then some other blade.
Human App
Personality
cautious and calculateing, he will size up a situation and do what needs to be done. then he will take the consequances. despite the repuatation of saiolrs and ships cats he avoids direct profanity, useing oaths such as "by thunder", "by the Blue" and the like.
while not paranoid his bywords are "never trust a silver platter".
his attitudes toward the Queens is respectfull, but there is ALWAYS another. he prefers the open air to enclosed spaces.
in recent times he has been over fond of drink but that should be changeing. while not being fond of bullies or those prey on queens and kittens, his fiearce driveing passion is loyalty. no matter the cost if you have his loyalty he will back your play.
Describeing word loyal.
History 8
Grumbuskin was a ships cat from birth, and while the ships changed, usualy due to the less than leagle activites of the human crew, he had allways found another. so perhapse it is not supriseing that he found himself numbered amoung the Bravos.as he worked from crew to crew he looked for a leader worthy of loyalty. eventualy he found one. and after a time Grumbuskin was Growltigers Bucko Mate.
his great failing, to his mind, was that he had gone off drinking at the Bell the night of The Last Stand and wasn't there when his Captian needed him. he lost himself to drink after that. the only thing that pulled him back was the whispered rumor of a cat fitting Growltigers description being seen. he has sought out the junkyard to lay that haunt to rest. sadly he did not find him, but he did find a tribe that needed him.
he has become a useful Member.
RP sample
with a quick motion Grumbuskin scaled the chainlink fence and perched on the top. cocking his head back he sceanted the air, he'd cooped himself up for far too long. then he heard a growl and a clatter. running along the fence top he spotted a medium sized policle backing a young Queen into a corner. casting his eyes about, Grumbuskin sized up the distance between a trashcan next to the policle and himself.
then he launched into the air knocking the can over with a CRASH.
Grumbuskin brandished his carveing knife as he roared "back away you misbegotten son of a toy poodle and a dispeptic sheep!". to his mild suprise the dog fled. Grumbuskin turned to the Queen and...she was GONE. ah well he didn't need the entanglement anyway. now they had said the yard was this way.
