Post by Deleted on Aug 14, 2012 22:03:30 GMT -5
Name: Darkstar
Gender: Male
Age: Adolescent
Tribe: hench
Tribe Position: warrior
Family: unknown
Appearance: Darkstar has normal height but fairly small, which is more of a advance for being an assassin. his fur is completely black except for a slight lighter star around his left eye. he has bright blue eyes that some can say are quite unnerving. he has a Small scar on his left shoulder from the only time he disobeyed his master, Macavity
Human Appearance:
Personality: Darkstar is very quite and self reserved cat he doesn't like contact with other cats. he never shows emotion also when he's alone in his den. he can defend himself around bigger henchcats due to his assassin training. he has no interest in relationship although he had some "requests" from other queens. he also lives by a couple of morals. one of them is to not hit elderly, queens and kitten. except when he's in danger even when they are one of those 3. another rule of him is to always look behind. during a mission he doesn't trust nobody except for himself. anyone can be a spy to him.
when he makes a kill he always leave a mark in the shape of a star on the right eye with the victims blood. the reason why the right eye instead of the left one is because it's symbolic. when he kills someone he feels complete so the victim gets a star on the right eye as a way of saying "we are one". he also likes to use objects in his surrounding to kill his opponents so make it look like it was an accident. because of that and he doesn't talk that much, he mostly looks around and listens to what the others are saying. because of this Macavity sometimes go to him for information. so he rarely talk but when he does it's only to master.
Describing word: emotionless
History:he was born in a warehouse owned by the crime lord Macavity himself. there had been rumors that he was born under a moonless sky. when he was born the doctor thought that he was born dead because he wasn't crying. after thoroughly researching the kitten they where wrong. the kit was alive and kicking but almost refused to make a sound.
when he grew up he was always a cast out of the group never wanting to participate with fights of trainings. instead he got a private training in The arts of stealth and killing others without them knowing. everyday he would get to he training grounds. the first thing he had to do everyday was to sneak up on his trainer. when the trainer caught him he would be punished by some severe training.
one day he actually caught his master by surprise. hi master smiled and said "from now on i have nothing to teach you. you don't need anymore training for me." from then on he was allowed to go on mission with the other larger and more masculine henchcats. and he was from then on more of a threat to them then them are for him.
But one day he was asked to get to he office of Macavity. He had no clue why he had to go. when he arrived inside the office of Macavity he knew something was wrong. 1. his master was not siting behind the desk, he was standing in front of the desk. 2. there where 3 other henchcats in the room. and 3. there was a dead body on the floor, yet he could scent blood on any of the henchcats or his master.
"so star I've got a question to ask" his master began in his sultry voice the fourth thing he noticed was wrong. "do you recognize the body" Darkstar approached the body and recognized him as one of his so called "team members". he nodded. "then my question is boy, why. did. you. kill. him?"
"he was a traitor sir" all the henchcats suddenly felt scared that he spoke he usually never spoke. his voice sounded like a ghost that came to haunt you.
"well my dear boy i was very fond of this one he showed promises to be one of the best. and you killed him because you didn't trust him?" he came closer to Darkstar "but sir.. " " don't but sir me you boy. i will let this slip for one time because after all you always did a good job" newt time" he said while pointing one of his nail against a vein in his throat. "but sir you are wrong he was a traitor i saw it with my own eyes". suddenly the room went dead quite. Darkstar knew he said something wrong but didn't knew what.
"WHAT did you say boy?" is nail was almost penetrating his skin. "I don't know what you mean sir". he was getting scared for the first time in his entire life. he wasn't just scared, he FELT something. "I'm WRONG?!" his shout went trough his bones. "i didn't meant it in that was sir". " in what way then exactly then". Darkstark couldn't answer on that question. he was dump found. "maybe it's time for ME to teach you a lesson of knowing your place." he snapped his finger an all three henchcats came out of there hiding place. "boys teach this fine young lad some manners" he said back in his sultry voice. "with pleasure" said one of the boys.
after that he can't remember very well what happen but the pain was mostly inside of him luckily that they didn't use their claws that much. well except for a deep wound on his right shoulder. he found himself somewhere in a forgotten hallway of the ware house. it took some time but he got back home. he fixed himself with a needle and some fishing rope. and from that day on he had felt his first motion and planned on keeping it that.
RP Sample:he stood there, still, no emotion. when suddenly a henchmen stood in front of him. he knew him from lunch. Darkstar "accidental" tripped the henchcat as to where he let his food fall on the ground. "am gonne getch'u back fer that sun". he knew the tom was here to hurt him. but before he could lay his first blow he slapped the top right in the face. the tom was taken back by it. but before he could recover he slipped behind him. Ad with one swift movement of his hand made a sickening crack with the toms backbone.
the tom felt to the ground with horror on his face. all the other toms just watched in a fear as to what this small framed tom could do in under 3 seconds. from then on nobody would have dared to come near him with bad intentions.
Comments: he is trained as an assassin who kills in cold blood. can't show emotion because of some wiring in his brain (nobody knows this. well maybe a healer can figure it out). and is a master of no getting detected.
Gender: Male
Age: Adolescent
Tribe: hench
Tribe Position: warrior
Family: unknown
Appearance: Darkstar has normal height but fairly small, which is more of a advance for being an assassin. his fur is completely black except for a slight lighter star around his left eye. he has bright blue eyes that some can say are quite unnerving. he has a Small scar on his left shoulder from the only time he disobeyed his master, Macavity
Human Appearance:
Personality: Darkstar is very quite and self reserved cat he doesn't like contact with other cats. he never shows emotion also when he's alone in his den. he can defend himself around bigger henchcats due to his assassin training. he has no interest in relationship although he had some "requests" from other queens. he also lives by a couple of morals. one of them is to not hit elderly, queens and kitten. except when he's in danger even when they are one of those 3. another rule of him is to always look behind. during a mission he doesn't trust nobody except for himself. anyone can be a spy to him.
when he makes a kill he always leave a mark in the shape of a star on the right eye with the victims blood. the reason why the right eye instead of the left one is because it's symbolic. when he kills someone he feels complete so the victim gets a star on the right eye as a way of saying "we are one". he also likes to use objects in his surrounding to kill his opponents so make it look like it was an accident. because of that and he doesn't talk that much, he mostly looks around and listens to what the others are saying. because of this Macavity sometimes go to him for information. so he rarely talk but when he does it's only to master.
Describing word: emotionless
History:he was born in a warehouse owned by the crime lord Macavity himself. there had been rumors that he was born under a moonless sky. when he was born the doctor thought that he was born dead because he wasn't crying. after thoroughly researching the kitten they where wrong. the kit was alive and kicking but almost refused to make a sound.
when he grew up he was always a cast out of the group never wanting to participate with fights of trainings. instead he got a private training in The arts of stealth and killing others without them knowing. everyday he would get to he training grounds. the first thing he had to do everyday was to sneak up on his trainer. when the trainer caught him he would be punished by some severe training.
one day he actually caught his master by surprise. hi master smiled and said "from now on i have nothing to teach you. you don't need anymore training for me." from then on he was allowed to go on mission with the other larger and more masculine henchcats. and he was from then on more of a threat to them then them are for him.
But one day he was asked to get to he office of Macavity. He had no clue why he had to go. when he arrived inside the office of Macavity he knew something was wrong. 1. his master was not siting behind the desk, he was standing in front of the desk. 2. there where 3 other henchcats in the room. and 3. there was a dead body on the floor, yet he could scent blood on any of the henchcats or his master.
"so star I've got a question to ask" his master began in his sultry voice the fourth thing he noticed was wrong. "do you recognize the body" Darkstar approached the body and recognized him as one of his so called "team members". he nodded. "then my question is boy, why. did. you. kill. him?"
"he was a traitor sir" all the henchcats suddenly felt scared that he spoke he usually never spoke. his voice sounded like a ghost that came to haunt you.
"well my dear boy i was very fond of this one he showed promises to be one of the best. and you killed him because you didn't trust him?" he came closer to Darkstar "but sir.. " " don't but sir me you boy. i will let this slip for one time because after all you always did a good job" newt time" he said while pointing one of his nail against a vein in his throat. "but sir you are wrong he was a traitor i saw it with my own eyes". suddenly the room went dead quite. Darkstar knew he said something wrong but didn't knew what.
"WHAT did you say boy?" is nail was almost penetrating his skin. "I don't know what you mean sir". he was getting scared for the first time in his entire life. he wasn't just scared, he FELT something. "I'm WRONG?!" his shout went trough his bones. "i didn't meant it in that was sir". " in what way then exactly then". Darkstark couldn't answer on that question. he was dump found. "maybe it's time for ME to teach you a lesson of knowing your place." he snapped his finger an all three henchcats came out of there hiding place. "boys teach this fine young lad some manners" he said back in his sultry voice. "with pleasure" said one of the boys.
after that he can't remember very well what happen but the pain was mostly inside of him luckily that they didn't use their claws that much. well except for a deep wound on his right shoulder. he found himself somewhere in a forgotten hallway of the ware house. it took some time but he got back home. he fixed himself with a needle and some fishing rope. and from that day on he had felt his first motion and planned on keeping it that.
RP Sample:he stood there, still, no emotion. when suddenly a henchmen stood in front of him. he knew him from lunch. Darkstar "accidental" tripped the henchcat as to where he let his food fall on the ground. "am gonne getch'u back fer that sun". he knew the tom was here to hurt him. but before he could lay his first blow he slapped the top right in the face. the tom was taken back by it. but before he could recover he slipped behind him. Ad with one swift movement of his hand made a sickening crack with the toms backbone.
the tom felt to the ground with horror on his face. all the other toms just watched in a fear as to what this small framed tom could do in under 3 seconds. from then on nobody would have dared to come near him with bad intentions.
Comments: he is trained as an assassin who kills in cold blood. can't show emotion because of some wiring in his brain (nobody knows this. well maybe a healer can figure it out). and is a master of no getting detected.
