Post by X2 on Oct 31, 2014 17:36:55 GMT -5
Name: Sillabub, AKA "Ripper" (Known more widely as and called Ripper, by the Hench Cats)
Gender: Female
Age: Young Adult (Early 20s)
Tribe: Hench Cat
Tribe Position: Enforcer/Warrior
Family: Rekelenn-Mother; Derice-Father. OPEN; Just PM Me
Appearance: Sillabub use to be a very petite queen. One with a cute face, and round eyes. A little nose, and pouty lips to match the rest of her overall adorableness. She was on the short side, and often looked down upon or unseen altogether. She's a golden short hair queen, with lemon-white tips and flecks of orange seen within her coat. And although she hasn't changed much in her height, she has drastically changed from her wide-eyed innocent appearance. After an incident (See history), Sillabub took on damage. She has a deep scar along her stomach, and although her fur has covered it since it happened, her fur has never fully grown back in that area, and her fur is always shorter there then the rest of her coat. She also has a scar that can be seen clearly across her right eye. Her right eye had been damaged during the fight and she lost most of her vision in that eye. She does not cover her scar there or on her stomach. They're badges now. She does tend to wear something around her waist, though this does not cover the scars on her stomach, in order to keep weapons attached to her hips-if she needs to defend herself.
Human Appearance: Scarlett Johansson
Personality: Sillabub is a queen full of sass and sarcasm. Sillabub would most likely be the first one someone would think of as the definition of a tough girl. She's a strong individual. Her fighting might not be with brute strength, as she is more agile and quick with her thinking. However, she is a strong willed queen. If she puts her mind to it, she will most likely find a way. She is an independent queen who prefers to find her own solutions. She can and will ask for help, usually if she is involved in a fight and can't handle everyone by herself. But she's been self-sufficient since the Pollicle incident, and living in the Warehouse has taught her its better to depend only on yourself. Also, sick of how she had grown up, now that she is mature enough to think back on her life with a new perspective, and how she had expected others to save her/stick up for her, Sillabub is no longer standing for that.
Sillabub is a queen who will stick up for herself now, no matter what. Even if its as small as someone making fun of her shortness, she won't lie back and take it like she use to. She'll call you on it, and if you decide to turn it into a fight, she'll respond in kind. Her past training has given her an interest in athletic activities. She still likes to train, as well as spar in her free time. She's gotten a little bit into boxing as well, though she views this as an essential within her sparring time. She does like other sporting events as well. Many human sporting events have begun to fascinate her, and in her down time she'll set up a goal and kick around a ball to mimic soccer. She enjoys such activities, that she never would have when she was younger and more of a typical girly girl. However, over the years, and now living among mostly males in the Hench Warehouse, she has found herself enjoying things she never thought she would. She is often labeled as a tomboy, and that''s just fine with her.
Faults: She's a no-nonsense queen. And the type that you don't want to piss off or mess with. Her threats are not idle, and her weapons are not dull. Sillabub has a huge chip on her shoulder and if one is stupid enough to get in her way, they will regret it. Due to this, Sillabub can come off as uncaring and cold-hearted. Also, when she is tasked with a mission or errand of some sort, she is determined to follow it through. And while her determination might not be considered a fault to some. Her determination to get the job done can come across as being ruthless. She is seen as cold as ice during a battle or on a job. However, her personality is different during everyday occurrences. Her biggest fault is that she holds a grudge like no one's business.
Describing word: Tough
History: A young stray queen named Rekelenn, had met with Derice at a holiday party downtown. Consequentially, Rekel had drank a bit too much alcohol. She had seduced Derice into her bed, but never would have had she been sober. Rekelenn had always wanted to find one tom, out of love and mate for life. The fact that she had allowed herself to be involved in a one night stand and that Derice was no where to be found in the morning had deeply upset Rekelenn. A month later when she realized she was pregnant, had only made her even more upset and desperate. Of course, Rekelenn carried her baby to term, but not wanting a baby and not at all prepared to deal with a baby, she gave her daughter to a friend. She was a jellicle at the time, and gladly took in baby Sillabub.
Sillabub was lucky enough to grow up in the junkyard. No one ever told her that her parents were really strays, and the carefree attitude and happy outlook on life, no one thought it was necessary. She had a very happy childhood in the junkyard, well for the most part. She was often forgotten or overlooked, large in part due to her size. When she wasn't forgotten, or invisible, others often looked down on her. (both figuratively and literally) Sillabub was a happy queen, and took most of the downsides to being short and being in the junkyard in stride. She viewed it as harmless teasing, and the positives of being in the junkyard far outweighed the negatives. She didn't have much of an eventful childhood. It was quite normal. Happy, misunderstands, boo-boos that needed to be kissed, and endless kiddie crushes. It wasn't long before she was a teenager and a very devoted jellicle at that.
She firmly believed in their community and her importance in it. She had become a decent member of the tribe and was more interested in being more active with their roles. In an attempt to prove that she could be more then just a short pint, Sillabub goes out into the city, after telling some of the elders what she planned to do. Trying to scout and get some information on other concerns in the city, Sillabub runs into two angry pollicle dogs. They corner her and with no where to go Sillabub's fear freezes her to the spot. They attack her, and all Sillabub can think of while being attacked was that the other Jellicles knew she was in the city, knew she had been gone for far too long. She was always taught that the jellicles view all their members as family, and would do anything for family. The last thought Sillabub had before she passed out-believing it to be the end, was that the Jellicles loved her as one of their own and would save her.
Two days later, she woke up in the Medical Ward in the Hench Warehouse. It was shortly after her recovery that she realized that it had been Rumpus and a couple of Hench cats following him that had fought off the two pollicle toms after she fell unconscious, and eventually scared him off. They picked her up and brought her back to the Warehouse. Those she had hoped would save her didn't, and those she had been taught to hate and fear her entire life risked their own lives to save her. Sillabub stayed out of a sense of gratefulness, and began training with Rumpus once she was recovered enough. Her gratefulness soon turned to trust. And the fact that none of the Jellicles even bothered to find if she was alright and wanted her to come home, her sadness over this quickly turned to anger. Angry with the Jellicles, and her trust solidified with the Henches, she vowed never to go back. She got better with her training, and has proven over the years that she is important and valuable with the Henches, more then the jellicles ever saw her as.
RP Sample: Sillabub stood there with an expression of stony determination as she listened to the tom threaten her for the last time. With a running start, she went down to her knees and slid easily between the toms open, muscular legs. Quick agility on her part, had her springing to her feet and facing the toms back before he knew what was even going on. Reaching into her belt, she grabbed the metal objects shaped into stars, between her fingers and flung them at his back. As he had been turning around to confront her as she threw the metal stars, one embedded itself in her back, while the other sliced into his raised arm. Crying out in pain, Sillabub found some satisfaction with the tom sinking to his knees before her. It was oddly fitting considering the filth that he was just spewing from his mouth.
Taking the opportunity while he was down, she jumped onto his back, one paw giving her leverage by grasping his shoulder, her other paw was clutching the weapon in his back between two of her fingers. "I warned you not to mess with me." She dragged the weapon upwards, as her voice taunted out. She had no use for a mindless tom who thought he could pick on the weak, for the hell of it. His cries reached her ears and she ripped the weapon from his back and placed it back into her belt. "You won't be making that mistake again, and if you attack someone who can't fight back, or any of my friends. I will be back." Getting off his back, she began to walk away from him. A second passed, before she turned around and walked back to the tom still on the ground licking his wounds. His eyes widened up at her, but she moved too quickly for him to jerk away. Taking her other weapon from his arm, she returned it to where it belonged, by her side.
"By the way, I'm known as Ripper." She purred with pride and once more turned her back on the stray tom.
Comments: She does have a fear of pollicles, considering what happened to her in the past. But now she won't lie down and expect/hope a rescue. She'll go down fighting next time.
Gender: Female
Age: Young Adult (Early 20s)
Tribe: Hench Cat
Tribe Position: Enforcer/Warrior
Family: Rekelenn-Mother; Derice-Father. OPEN; Just PM Me
Appearance: Sillabub use to be a very petite queen. One with a cute face, and round eyes. A little nose, and pouty lips to match the rest of her overall adorableness. She was on the short side, and often looked down upon or unseen altogether. She's a golden short hair queen, with lemon-white tips and flecks of orange seen within her coat. And although she hasn't changed much in her height, she has drastically changed from her wide-eyed innocent appearance. After an incident (See history), Sillabub took on damage. She has a deep scar along her stomach, and although her fur has covered it since it happened, her fur has never fully grown back in that area, and her fur is always shorter there then the rest of her coat. She also has a scar that can be seen clearly across her right eye. Her right eye had been damaged during the fight and she lost most of her vision in that eye. She does not cover her scar there or on her stomach. They're badges now. She does tend to wear something around her waist, though this does not cover the scars on her stomach, in order to keep weapons attached to her hips-if she needs to defend herself.
Human Appearance: Scarlett Johansson
Personality: Sillabub is a queen full of sass and sarcasm. Sillabub would most likely be the first one someone would think of as the definition of a tough girl. She's a strong individual. Her fighting might not be with brute strength, as she is more agile and quick with her thinking. However, she is a strong willed queen. If she puts her mind to it, she will most likely find a way. She is an independent queen who prefers to find her own solutions. She can and will ask for help, usually if she is involved in a fight and can't handle everyone by herself. But she's been self-sufficient since the Pollicle incident, and living in the Warehouse has taught her its better to depend only on yourself. Also, sick of how she had grown up, now that she is mature enough to think back on her life with a new perspective, and how she had expected others to save her/stick up for her, Sillabub is no longer standing for that.
Sillabub is a queen who will stick up for herself now, no matter what. Even if its as small as someone making fun of her shortness, she won't lie back and take it like she use to. She'll call you on it, and if you decide to turn it into a fight, she'll respond in kind. Her past training has given her an interest in athletic activities. She still likes to train, as well as spar in her free time. She's gotten a little bit into boxing as well, though she views this as an essential within her sparring time. She does like other sporting events as well. Many human sporting events have begun to fascinate her, and in her down time she'll set up a goal and kick around a ball to mimic soccer. She enjoys such activities, that she never would have when she was younger and more of a typical girly girl. However, over the years, and now living among mostly males in the Hench Warehouse, she has found herself enjoying things she never thought she would. She is often labeled as a tomboy, and that''s just fine with her.
Faults: She's a no-nonsense queen. And the type that you don't want to piss off or mess with. Her threats are not idle, and her weapons are not dull. Sillabub has a huge chip on her shoulder and if one is stupid enough to get in her way, they will regret it. Due to this, Sillabub can come off as uncaring and cold-hearted. Also, when she is tasked with a mission or errand of some sort, she is determined to follow it through. And while her determination might not be considered a fault to some. Her determination to get the job done can come across as being ruthless. She is seen as cold as ice during a battle or on a job. However, her personality is different during everyday occurrences. Her biggest fault is that she holds a grudge like no one's business.
Describing word: Tough
History: A young stray queen named Rekelenn, had met with Derice at a holiday party downtown. Consequentially, Rekel had drank a bit too much alcohol. She had seduced Derice into her bed, but never would have had she been sober. Rekelenn had always wanted to find one tom, out of love and mate for life. The fact that she had allowed herself to be involved in a one night stand and that Derice was no where to be found in the morning had deeply upset Rekelenn. A month later when she realized she was pregnant, had only made her even more upset and desperate. Of course, Rekelenn carried her baby to term, but not wanting a baby and not at all prepared to deal with a baby, she gave her daughter to a friend. She was a jellicle at the time, and gladly took in baby Sillabub.
Sillabub was lucky enough to grow up in the junkyard. No one ever told her that her parents were really strays, and the carefree attitude and happy outlook on life, no one thought it was necessary. She had a very happy childhood in the junkyard, well for the most part. She was often forgotten or overlooked, large in part due to her size. When she wasn't forgotten, or invisible, others often looked down on her. (both figuratively and literally) Sillabub was a happy queen, and took most of the downsides to being short and being in the junkyard in stride. She viewed it as harmless teasing, and the positives of being in the junkyard far outweighed the negatives. She didn't have much of an eventful childhood. It was quite normal. Happy, misunderstands, boo-boos that needed to be kissed, and endless kiddie crushes. It wasn't long before she was a teenager and a very devoted jellicle at that.
She firmly believed in their community and her importance in it. She had become a decent member of the tribe and was more interested in being more active with their roles. In an attempt to prove that she could be more then just a short pint, Sillabub goes out into the city, after telling some of the elders what she planned to do. Trying to scout and get some information on other concerns in the city, Sillabub runs into two angry pollicle dogs. They corner her and with no where to go Sillabub's fear freezes her to the spot. They attack her, and all Sillabub can think of while being attacked was that the other Jellicles knew she was in the city, knew she had been gone for far too long. She was always taught that the jellicles view all their members as family, and would do anything for family. The last thought Sillabub had before she passed out-believing it to be the end, was that the Jellicles loved her as one of their own and would save her.
Two days later, she woke up in the Medical Ward in the Hench Warehouse. It was shortly after her recovery that she realized that it had been Rumpus and a couple of Hench cats following him that had fought off the two pollicle toms after she fell unconscious, and eventually scared him off. They picked her up and brought her back to the Warehouse. Those she had hoped would save her didn't, and those she had been taught to hate and fear her entire life risked their own lives to save her. Sillabub stayed out of a sense of gratefulness, and began training with Rumpus once she was recovered enough. Her gratefulness soon turned to trust. And the fact that none of the Jellicles even bothered to find if she was alright and wanted her to come home, her sadness over this quickly turned to anger. Angry with the Jellicles, and her trust solidified with the Henches, she vowed never to go back. She got better with her training, and has proven over the years that she is important and valuable with the Henches, more then the jellicles ever saw her as.
RP Sample: Sillabub stood there with an expression of stony determination as she listened to the tom threaten her for the last time. With a running start, she went down to her knees and slid easily between the toms open, muscular legs. Quick agility on her part, had her springing to her feet and facing the toms back before he knew what was even going on. Reaching into her belt, she grabbed the metal objects shaped into stars, between her fingers and flung them at his back. As he had been turning around to confront her as she threw the metal stars, one embedded itself in her back, while the other sliced into his raised arm. Crying out in pain, Sillabub found some satisfaction with the tom sinking to his knees before her. It was oddly fitting considering the filth that he was just spewing from his mouth.
Taking the opportunity while he was down, she jumped onto his back, one paw giving her leverage by grasping his shoulder, her other paw was clutching the weapon in his back between two of her fingers. "I warned you not to mess with me." She dragged the weapon upwards, as her voice taunted out. She had no use for a mindless tom who thought he could pick on the weak, for the hell of it. His cries reached her ears and she ripped the weapon from his back and placed it back into her belt. "You won't be making that mistake again, and if you attack someone who can't fight back, or any of my friends. I will be back." Getting off his back, she began to walk away from him. A second passed, before she turned around and walked back to the tom still on the ground licking his wounds. His eyes widened up at her, but she moved too quickly for him to jerk away. Taking her other weapon from his arm, she returned it to where it belonged, by her side.
"By the way, I'm known as Ripper." She purred with pride and once more turned her back on the stray tom.
Comments: She does have a fear of pollicles, considering what happened to her in the past. But now she won't lie down and expect/hope a rescue. She'll go down fighting next time.
