Post by X2 on Jan 16, 2013 19:14:07 GMT -5
Name: Tyr
Gender: Male
Age: Adult
Tribe: Jellicle
Tribe Position: Member
Family: Unknown
Appearance: He is a fairly tall tom, with nicely toned muscles (arms, legs, and stomach). He is quite large, but more so in muscle mass-in no way is he fat. For the most part, Tyr is an all black based tom. He's got a silver vest, with thin black stripes in it. There is some bits of silver in his gloves, and boots. His mane is a mass of black and silver. He's got a nicely shaped head, though some of his markings and feature's give off a sense of intimidation, danger, or just plain creepiness. His face is mostly black, though his lips are a dark grey. There are some silver markings on his face; the most noticable ones just under and around his two eyes. Eyes which are brightly colored-Aqua. His long silky soft-fluffy tail, is mostly black, but there is a little bit of silver in it as well. His size, strength, and his crazy/creepy facial structure and expressions give cause for others around him to be wary, cautious, and even scared of him. Least until they get to know him.
Rough Draft (Really need to do a revamp for him): Here
Human Appearance: Ah Dero, my love. , And this one. <3
Personality: Tyr is actually a difficult tom to completely grasp. In many ways, he is a scary tom full of evil schemes. And in many ways, he's just a badboy rebel with a vague or nonexsistent cause. In other ways, he's a big kid, obnoxious and fun and full of life. And in other ways he can be a random tom, whose just a little dorky-but in a cute way. He's the type of tom, that someone could spend years getting to know and figure him out, and he'd still end up doing something unpredictable, and surprise them. So the only true thing to expect from Tyr, and the only thing to describe him, is that Tyr is predictably unpredictable.
Tyr likes to have his fun, so that is a big part of who he is. Even if someone tries to 'punish' him or take away his fun; wherever he is or whatever he's doing, he normally finds a way to amuse himself anyway; so taking away his fun is a nearly impossible feat to accomplish. He doesn't really make jokes, but he is a bit entertaining to watch. There are times he will say or sing or do something out of a completely random act. Some think he is random simply to amuse himself or those around him, and they're half right; however he is random because that is who he is, not because he seeks to be random to be different. His mind just thinks up random things and he thinks "Hey that sounds like a good idea, I should do that", and he does.
Tyr is also a bit scary. Not just his phyical height, appearance, or his eerie facial structure. Tyr does like to come up with his own beneficial plans; yep, he's a schemer. He's not like an evil schemer, bent on overthrowing Macavity and dominating the city, though it does sound pretty cool. No, he's more the type who decides he wants Jenny's muffin and plans to steal it, or thinks Alonzo might look better completely covered in black ink. Sometimes, his 'harmless' fun gets out of hand, and can turn into an actual physical fight. Just because he has fun, and acts like a big kid more often then not doesn't mean he's ignorant or stupid. Heck, sometimes he'll even goad another into fighting him. He can even find enjoyment and fun out of a good old fist fight. Don't think he won't gloat if he wins, he will rub it in their face. Also, he likes to deal street/alley cats all sorts of drugs. It's a living, and he just loves that many of the cats who get certain items and drugs from him owe him. Another thing that others find weary about him, is his continual use of very creepy and wicked facial expressions. (But one can't really blame a tom for having fun.)
He likes to live by his own rules, and damn the consequences. Really. He doesn't care about the consequences, and is going to live his life the way he wants to live it. No one, not Munkustrap, not Alonzo, and not even Macavity is going to stand in the way of this. Betrayal doesn't really bug him; either if its someone betraying him, or if he's betraying someone else. It happens, it's life, and he doesn't really hold grudges. Also, he never really seems to show any attraction in others, toms or queens, aside from the small bit of flirting he does when he interacts with others. Though it's tough to say if he's actually flirting, or if he's not, and just seems like it. In truth, dating or mating really hasn't entered into his mind ...at all. An actual mate-for actual love, he's not sure he has the capacity to feel that or to allow himself to trust someone that much. He doesn't really consider himself, straight, bi, or otherwise.
Describing word: Unpredictable
History: His history is rather unimportant and very uneventful. Like most unfortunate souls who end up working for Macavity, he didn't have the best life. His mother was a ghost, he knew nothing about her, what she looked like, who she really was, or even what she smelt like or if she even loved him, or was even still alive. His father was more or less a slob, drunk, and an addict. But was one of Macavity's suppliers/runners. Compared to other kittens he knew whose parent(s) were alcoholic or addicts of some sort of chemicals or the nip, Tyr was incredibly lucky.
He only had to deal with the occasional 'episode' from his father, and no matter how violent his father would get, his father never laid a paw on him. Tyr grew up with his father, though he was ill raised, he had a basic concept of right and wrong, and knew what his father did was wrong. However, he did learn the best places to get things needed to make certain addictive chemicals, and knew where to get the best nip; hanging around his father made sure of that.
It was after a fight with his father, that Tyr left. His father was high and had tried to offer "forcefully" it to Tyr, who did not want it. He had wanted to go out and change someone's "chems" with sugar, and liquor with water. He had always gotten a good laugh out of watching their grossed out faces, and it'd seemed less harmful then what they did to themselves anyway. But when his father took his rejection to heart, it was the first time he got hit by his father.
Tyr, left and started learning the trade, finding ways to get addictive herbs, and alcohol. He started working as a small supplier for Macavity. He thought, even if he wasn't strung out or wasted all the time, his father would still be pleased to learn he was following in the tom's footsteps. However, his father was rarely sober those days, not enough to really even notice he had a son, let alone to know what his son was up to. That was around the second time the two got into a fight. Only, Tyr was the one that instigated it.
He was sick of his old man being a lousy drunk or some strung out druggie. Using tough love, he hit his father to get him to come to his senses. The two fought, until his father finally rushed out of there to vomit and then pass out. He woke up and promised Tyr he'd try and get clean. After some rough times and a hard road, Tyr saw a change in his father, and finally thought he was over his past and his horrible habits. When a couple agents for Macavity arrived demanding the rest of the 'shipment' from his father, he realized that his father had slipped and had begun stealing from his shipments for Macavity to get high once again. (If he ever truly stopped)
Macavity was not a wise tom to cross, and Tyr knew enough of the tom to know that. He still loved his father and tried to stop the two agents. He was forced down to the ground, not unconscious, his father paid the price for stealing from Macavity multiple times. There was nothing for Tyr to do once they left him alone with his dying father and a threat. Within minutes his father passed away. Tyr knew then that he needed to stop supplying to others and Macavity; and that he needed to get away from Macavity before they found no use for him and got rid of him as well.
Tyr ended up hearing about the Jellicles from some whispers on the streets. He fled there and asked the leader for sanctuary, though has only said that he was on the run from Macavity and has not given much else of his past to any jellicles there. He still gets certain herbs, though to supply the healers when they are running low, etc. He hasn't been fully able to shed his suppler ways.
RP Sample:
TYR
The very big muscled black and silver tom stood quietly in a corner of a hallway. It led into a small room, where one of the henches slept, a hench that Tyr really never bothered to learn their name. He referred to the young queen as 'bell-bottoms', since she seemed to have pretty short fur, until her ankles; they were just so much fuzzier then the rest of her fur length. She currently was sound asleep, and he grinned. Emptying the rest of the bottle, he marveled at the red rivets the thick red sauce, that oddly enough looked like blood, made in her precious white fur.
Much better, he thought. She was definitely more colorful, and he admired his creative artwork. Now he wasn't all that creative, even though he always seemed to come up with such unique ideas. Bell Bottoms was a nasty little twit though, so he felt completely justified. Besides, he was sure Bell bottoms was not on Macavity or Griddlebone's good side. He could remember coming up with the idea to swirl red sauce in her white fur. Oh it was a brilliant idea. Though come to think of it, Tyr couldn't remember why he thought it was such a good idea now.
Ah well...it's done. He had thought.
A sharp 'thunk' sound came from just behind him, and he looked back, his aqua eyes sparkling. Fuzzy goggle boy had ran smack dab into the pile of junk hiding the little door into Bell-Bottoms new sleeping quarters. Or had she always been there? Realizing that Bell Bottoms was still sleeping, despite a small murmur when the noise had first resounded in the small hall. With well practiced stealth, he didn't become a spy for looks, he covered Colline's mouth with one of his paws. He dragged him back against his body,"Shhhh...."
With his paw still over Colline's mouth, he smirked....wickedly. "Don't want to wake up Bell-Bottoms. Least not yet." He was whispering in the young toms ear. He of course wanted to see how well his little scheme turned out. Normally, he did this sort of thing with just the Jellicles, but he couldn't help it. Call it boredom, but it just randomly came to him. Bell-Bottoms needed to be targeted this time around. Gazing back down at Colline, his mouth was still curved in a evil wicked grin. Which of course was scary, or at least creepy, but Tyr couldn't help that his 'having fun' face turned out that way. "Understand?" He slowly removed his paw from Colline's mouth.
Comments: I know I said I was going to bring a queen on here,...but I lied. XD
Gender: Male
Age: Adult
Tribe: Jellicle
Tribe Position: Member
Family: Unknown
Appearance: He is a fairly tall tom, with nicely toned muscles (arms, legs, and stomach). He is quite large, but more so in muscle mass-in no way is he fat. For the most part, Tyr is an all black based tom. He's got a silver vest, with thin black stripes in it. There is some bits of silver in his gloves, and boots. His mane is a mass of black and silver. He's got a nicely shaped head, though some of his markings and feature's give off a sense of intimidation, danger, or just plain creepiness. His face is mostly black, though his lips are a dark grey. There are some silver markings on his face; the most noticable ones just under and around his two eyes. Eyes which are brightly colored-Aqua. His long silky soft-fluffy tail, is mostly black, but there is a little bit of silver in it as well. His size, strength, and his crazy/creepy facial structure and expressions give cause for others around him to be wary, cautious, and even scared of him. Least until they get to know him.
Rough Draft (Really need to do a revamp for him): Here
Human Appearance: Ah Dero, my love. , And this one. <3
Personality: Tyr is actually a difficult tom to completely grasp. In many ways, he is a scary tom full of evil schemes. And in many ways, he's just a badboy rebel with a vague or nonexsistent cause. In other ways, he's a big kid, obnoxious and fun and full of life. And in other ways he can be a random tom, whose just a little dorky-but in a cute way. He's the type of tom, that someone could spend years getting to know and figure him out, and he'd still end up doing something unpredictable, and surprise them. So the only true thing to expect from Tyr, and the only thing to describe him, is that Tyr is predictably unpredictable.
Tyr likes to have his fun, so that is a big part of who he is. Even if someone tries to 'punish' him or take away his fun; wherever he is or whatever he's doing, he normally finds a way to amuse himself anyway; so taking away his fun is a nearly impossible feat to accomplish. He doesn't really make jokes, but he is a bit entertaining to watch. There are times he will say or sing or do something out of a completely random act. Some think he is random simply to amuse himself or those around him, and they're half right; however he is random because that is who he is, not because he seeks to be random to be different. His mind just thinks up random things and he thinks "Hey that sounds like a good idea, I should do that", and he does.
Tyr is also a bit scary. Not just his phyical height, appearance, or his eerie facial structure. Tyr does like to come up with his own beneficial plans; yep, he's a schemer. He's not like an evil schemer, bent on overthrowing Macavity and dominating the city, though it does sound pretty cool. No, he's more the type who decides he wants Jenny's muffin and plans to steal it, or thinks Alonzo might look better completely covered in black ink. Sometimes, his 'harmless' fun gets out of hand, and can turn into an actual physical fight. Just because he has fun, and acts like a big kid more often then not doesn't mean he's ignorant or stupid. Heck, sometimes he'll even goad another into fighting him. He can even find enjoyment and fun out of a good old fist fight. Don't think he won't gloat if he wins, he will rub it in their face. Also, he likes to deal street/alley cats all sorts of drugs. It's a living, and he just loves that many of the cats who get certain items and drugs from him owe him. Another thing that others find weary about him, is his continual use of very creepy and wicked facial expressions. (But one can't really blame a tom for having fun.)
He likes to live by his own rules, and damn the consequences. Really. He doesn't care about the consequences, and is going to live his life the way he wants to live it. No one, not Munkustrap, not Alonzo, and not even Macavity is going to stand in the way of this. Betrayal doesn't really bug him; either if its someone betraying him, or if he's betraying someone else. It happens, it's life, and he doesn't really hold grudges. Also, he never really seems to show any attraction in others, toms or queens, aside from the small bit of flirting he does when he interacts with others. Though it's tough to say if he's actually flirting, or if he's not, and just seems like it. In truth, dating or mating really hasn't entered into his mind ...at all. An actual mate-for actual love, he's not sure he has the capacity to feel that or to allow himself to trust someone that much. He doesn't really consider himself, straight, bi, or otherwise.
Describing word: Unpredictable
History: His history is rather unimportant and very uneventful. Like most unfortunate souls who end up working for Macavity, he didn't have the best life. His mother was a ghost, he knew nothing about her, what she looked like, who she really was, or even what she smelt like or if she even loved him, or was even still alive. His father was more or less a slob, drunk, and an addict. But was one of Macavity's suppliers/runners. Compared to other kittens he knew whose parent(s) were alcoholic or addicts of some sort of chemicals or the nip, Tyr was incredibly lucky.
He only had to deal with the occasional 'episode' from his father, and no matter how violent his father would get, his father never laid a paw on him. Tyr grew up with his father, though he was ill raised, he had a basic concept of right and wrong, and knew what his father did was wrong. However, he did learn the best places to get things needed to make certain addictive chemicals, and knew where to get the best nip; hanging around his father made sure of that.
It was after a fight with his father, that Tyr left. His father was high and had tried to offer "forcefully" it to Tyr, who did not want it. He had wanted to go out and change someone's "chems" with sugar, and liquor with water. He had always gotten a good laugh out of watching their grossed out faces, and it'd seemed less harmful then what they did to themselves anyway. But when his father took his rejection to heart, it was the first time he got hit by his father.
Tyr, left and started learning the trade, finding ways to get addictive herbs, and alcohol. He started working as a small supplier for Macavity. He thought, even if he wasn't strung out or wasted all the time, his father would still be pleased to learn he was following in the tom's footsteps. However, his father was rarely sober those days, not enough to really even notice he had a son, let alone to know what his son was up to. That was around the second time the two got into a fight. Only, Tyr was the one that instigated it.
He was sick of his old man being a lousy drunk or some strung out druggie. Using tough love, he hit his father to get him to come to his senses. The two fought, until his father finally rushed out of there to vomit and then pass out. He woke up and promised Tyr he'd try and get clean. After some rough times and a hard road, Tyr saw a change in his father, and finally thought he was over his past and his horrible habits. When a couple agents for Macavity arrived demanding the rest of the 'shipment' from his father, he realized that his father had slipped and had begun stealing from his shipments for Macavity to get high once again. (If he ever truly stopped)
Macavity was not a wise tom to cross, and Tyr knew enough of the tom to know that. He still loved his father and tried to stop the two agents. He was forced down to the ground, not unconscious, his father paid the price for stealing from Macavity multiple times. There was nothing for Tyr to do once they left him alone with his dying father and a threat. Within minutes his father passed away. Tyr knew then that he needed to stop supplying to others and Macavity; and that he needed to get away from Macavity before they found no use for him and got rid of him as well.
Tyr ended up hearing about the Jellicles from some whispers on the streets. He fled there and asked the leader for sanctuary, though has only said that he was on the run from Macavity and has not given much else of his past to any jellicles there. He still gets certain herbs, though to supply the healers when they are running low, etc. He hasn't been fully able to shed his suppler ways.
RP Sample:
TYR
The very big muscled black and silver tom stood quietly in a corner of a hallway. It led into a small room, where one of the henches slept, a hench that Tyr really never bothered to learn their name. He referred to the young queen as 'bell-bottoms', since she seemed to have pretty short fur, until her ankles; they were just so much fuzzier then the rest of her fur length. She currently was sound asleep, and he grinned. Emptying the rest of the bottle, he marveled at the red rivets the thick red sauce, that oddly enough looked like blood, made in her precious white fur.
Much better, he thought. She was definitely more colorful, and he admired his creative artwork. Now he wasn't all that creative, even though he always seemed to come up with such unique ideas. Bell Bottoms was a nasty little twit though, so he felt completely justified. Besides, he was sure Bell bottoms was not on Macavity or Griddlebone's good side. He could remember coming up with the idea to swirl red sauce in her white fur. Oh it was a brilliant idea. Though come to think of it, Tyr couldn't remember why he thought it was such a good idea now.
Ah well...it's done. He had thought.
A sharp 'thunk' sound came from just behind him, and he looked back, his aqua eyes sparkling. Fuzzy goggle boy had ran smack dab into the pile of junk hiding the little door into Bell-Bottoms new sleeping quarters. Or had she always been there? Realizing that Bell Bottoms was still sleeping, despite a small murmur when the noise had first resounded in the small hall. With well practiced stealth, he didn't become a spy for looks, he covered Colline's mouth with one of his paws. He dragged him back against his body,"Shhhh...."
With his paw still over Colline's mouth, he smirked....wickedly. "Don't want to wake up Bell-Bottoms. Least not yet." He was whispering in the young toms ear. He of course wanted to see how well his little scheme turned out. Normally, he did this sort of thing with just the Jellicles, but he couldn't help it. Call it boredom, but it just randomly came to him. Bell-Bottoms needed to be targeted this time around. Gazing back down at Colline, his mouth was still curved in a evil wicked grin. Which of course was scary, or at least creepy, but Tyr couldn't help that his 'having fun' face turned out that way. "Understand?" He slowly removed his paw from Colline's mouth.
Comments: I know I said I was going to bring a queen on here,...but I lied. XD