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 Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 3:59 pm
LET'S START THE AWESOME SOMETIME SOON, YES?
I'm always welcome to rps. Simply PM if you want to chat, either through that or by AIM/MSN. ^^
Number of Males: Six
Number of Females: Four
Total Number of Cats: Ten Page 1Elarinya -- Taken (eventually by DaeKyun)
No-Name -- Single
Emily -- Single (but pursued by Remedy)
Basement Cat -- Single (not really looking right now)Page 2Takashi -- Single
Elijah -- Single (too young!)
Ceiling Cat -- Single
Nemesis -- Single (too young!)
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 5:21 pm
 G E N E R A L
Name
Elarinya [EHL–uh-rihn-yah]
Meaning
“Morning Star” in Tolkien’s Elvish
Nicknames
Ellie or Ella, although she only takes kindly to the names if on close terms with the other person; otherwise, she won’t answer to monikers of any kind.
Species
Burmese
Gender
Female
Orientation
Heterosexual
Stage
Master
Weapon
Piano strings
Territory
Ongaku University
Date Abandoned
November 16th, 2009
Obtained
November 2009 Rehoming Event
F A M I L Y
Father
???
Mother
???
Siblings
Only child as far as she remembers
Mate
N/A
Interest
DaeKyun seems to be infatuated with her!
Children
N/A
P H Y S I Q U E
Build/Posture
Prim, confident, fluid – Elarinya has the movements of one who is quite self-assured. The Burmese can have both the gentle touch and the sharp slap awaiting in one single movement, but her thin build compromises the strength behind it. Her short fur is usually soft and glossy; any other state indicates stress.
Voice
A tad low in pitch, usually level unless stressed
Eyes
Unadulterated yellow, often reserved, if not somewhat aloof
Health
Scarring on her left hand and lower arm from a dog.
Collar
White with blue bands criss-crossing throughout. Yellow loop at the back of her neck. Neither pricey nor cheap.
Hair
Mostly straight with some waves to it towards the ends; blond with brown tips. It's tied back most of the time in a loose ponytail.
Clothes
Simplistic, casual business type.
Skin
Pale - she was an indoor cat for most of her life.
Accessories
Silver and gold elven bracelet, gold stud in each ear.
D I S P O S I T I O N
Likes~ Music (especially classical or mellow), solitude, instructing others on the piano, and peaches
Persona ~ In a word: Prim.
Elarinya is one of those girls you wonder what goes on behind those pairs of eyes, that usually unimpressed countenance. What makes her tick, so to speak? She enjoys music like nothing else and will on occasion stop and sway to the beat if it isn’t too fast, perhaps even try to hum along with it – well, if no-one’s watching ,of course. Ella’s a reserved cat who doesn’t know how to let others grow close due to her mostly solitary lifestyle, and it’s hard to be granted terribly emotional responses from her.
Why? Mainly because she’s also got her head somewhere else. Elarinya is a daydreamer and slight romantic at heart, but a earthly-bound head restricts her heart. The only time this mental bond is broken is when she is allowed to play the piano, in which all emotion takes over. The Burmese also doesn’t enjoy the “fanciness” of her name, though hypocritically will insist that the name be used instead of a nickname – well, at least if the other cat isn’t close to her heart. Ella wants to use her gift of music to somehow contribute to society, but her awkward social habits and hard-to-reach demeanor tend to hinder these efforts.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 5:40 pm
Relationships
Name – Breed – Description
Achilles (♂) – Tonkinese – He knows Maria, huh? Well he seemed like a nice guy to Ella, so all the better; heck, he sounded quite head-over-heels for Maria.
DaeKyun (♂) – Himalayan/Ocicat – A very shy and disabled boy who was drawn in by her music. Ella's still pretty embarassed at her conduct with him, but he seemed to take it in stride.
Faye (♀) – Manx/Smokey Egyptian Mau – . . .
Ishtar (♂) – Siberian/Turkish Angora – . . .
Marrie (♀) – Turkish Angora/Ocicat – . . .
Natsuki (♀) – Korat – A little too bright for her tastes but nonetheless friendly, Ella found that this gal was particularly spunky for a complete stranger. Apparantly she has a lot of energy!
Owen (♂) – Chartreux – Pretty laid-back guy she saw at the same New Years party as Achilles. Seems he likes to dance and be in the middle of the action.
Patch (♂) – Siberian – Far too touchy feely, she thinks. The understanding shown in his eyes makes Elarinya suspicious, and he could do with a bit of cleaning. Otherwise, though, he wasn't a bad guy.
Raina (♀) – Manx/Smokey Egyptian Mau – . . .
Sadie (♀) – Selkirk Rex – A thief? No thanks. Ella paid her as she felt was right to do, though frankly she thinks it was a quarter wasted.
Saeriel (♀) – Manx/Smokey Egyptian Mau – . . .
Seven (♂) – Havana Brown – Endearingly polite, he was the first cat Ella met with such manners; and so young! He reminded her greatly of her human owner.
Novice Free Collar Form - 5 Formal RP - 4 Informal RP - 1+ Battles
Master Free Collar Form - 6+ Formal RP - 4+ Informal RP - 5+ Battles
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 1:19 pm
Artwork and Miscellaneous
DECOLLARING
Her heart pounded as she laid against the backwall of the alleyway, feeling as naked as a newborn kit, feeling as if she was choking herself. Each throb of pain brought Ella a new paranoid thought of being chased again, being bitten and thrown about like a doll as she feebly fought back and fled when given the chance. The dog had only followed her for a block or two, but the Burmese felt as if she had been chased up and down all of Ikebokuro, and even when alone now mere minutes after it had left her alone, she could still feel its hot breath on her tail. Fangs and claws and spit and blood and hisses and barks and whines . . . She shivered and attempted to ward off the choking sensation.
Oddly, her hand was hard to pry off from around her neck, like it was afraid the second it let go from her bare skin her head would plumb fall off. Her right hand laid crumpled against her chest, her left hand wringing her own neck for its own protection. It took several more minutes for Elarinya to calm down enough to let go, a half-sob of relief and mourning escaping her lips as she realized two things: one, her head was not coming off, two, her collar had been ripped off instead. The dog must have gotten to it in the middle of that fight . . .
Her master, her poor, poor master . . . She had desecrated his memory and paid for it by the various bite wounds upon her right hand, blood seeping into her dress as more tears welled up into her eyes. Oh her poor, poor master, she had done him wrong! Ella stifled her wails lest others be drawn to it, but for that day only she allowed herself to properly vent out her pent up emotions about Old Gregory - it would distract her from the pain of the scars forming on her hand and neck for now.
GROWTH [click for full view]
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 1:24 pm
 G E N E R A L
Name
No-Name [NOE-NAYME]
Meaning
Exactly what it sounds like: he doesn’t know what his true name is, thus “No-Name”.
Nicknames
You could consider it to be his nickname technically. Of course if he’s given one and No-Name doesn’t seem to think it an insult, he’ll probably answer to just about anything.
Species
American Bobtail
Gender
Male
Orientation
Heterosexual (even if he doesn’t understand what orientation even means at this point)
Stage
Collared Cat
Weapon
N/A (Future: possibly a spear of some sort)
Territory
N/A
Date Abandoned
November 22th, 2009
Obtained
November 2009 Rehoming
F A M I L Y
Father
Dread Bear [IC]
Mother
Moon Wolf [IC]
Siblings
Had several siblings, but they perished from the fierce cold weather soon after birth
Mate
N/A
Interest
N/A
Children
N/A
P H Y S I Q U E
Build/Posture
As most American Bobtails are, No-Name is quite sturdy in form, rather overgrown to be exact – well, height-wise at least. He’s a pretty large specimen, but his movements are slow and purposeful, hardly ever with devastating speed. No-Name lumbers along at his own pace.
Voice
Deep, accented by some unknown first language that is not English, and with clear, annunciated syllables. The sluggish rate of his tongue when speaking English often gets him mistaken for one who is mentally compromised – well, in a way he is for that matter, but not severely.
Eyes
One pale blue, the other bright green: ever lucid and incapable of hiding the emotion behind them.
Health
No-Name has a particular fear of water, as he can't swim.
Collar
A thin braid of rope barely noticeable against his fur, though how it got there is beyond him. Perhaps he was tied to something once? He can’t recall.
Hair
Clothes
Skin
Accessories
P E R S O N A L
Likes~ Peace, snow, trees/flowers/nature, listening to others, the sound of reed/wind instruments (such as panflutes, panpipes, chimes, etc.), being of aid, and yet also not being in the spotlight
Persona ~ In a word: Reserved.
No-Name is a gentle giant to be sure, and locked away in that large body of his in indeed a great heart full of compassion. However, ruling both body and heart is the strangely-structured mind, one that perceives and interprets objectively as if disengaged from the physical body. No-Name, because of growing up in an environment where his fellow tribesmen (the Seihuwo) spoke only one language and had very distinct customs concerning strangers, has thus both the language and the social barrier to break if he is to create bonds with other cats. Unfortunately, that old lifestyle has also instilled in him a bittersweet combination of melancholy for his lost past and forced “optimism” towards the future. No-Name in the least does have extraordinary patience with others, however, and for the most part is naïve of the world.
It appears that the Bobtail is only capable of handling one emotion at a time for one reason or another. Thankfully, these emotions are easily read in his bright eyes, as No-Name has not yet learned how to hide them efficiently – at most, his facial affect is flat but, again, everything is revealed in the eyes. Too bad he doesn’t like making and keeping eye contact unless he is terribly intrigued or trusting enough of the other cat. It seems he only grows very calm when about nature, especially flowers and trees. No-Name’s temper may seem nonexistent, but it is never smart to anger a gentle giant . . .
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 1:27 pm
Relationships
Name – Breed – Description
Demi (♀) – American Bobtail – She seemed ready and willing to teach him new words, and for that alone he is grateful; the free food was a nice plus. She also gave him his first name: "Mister Bobtail".
Dhiren (♂) – Somali – . . .
Gwin (♀) – American Short-hair – . . .
Kiba (♂) – Exotic – . . .
Mau (♀) – Egyptian May – . . .
Taylor (♀) – Turkish Angora – She appears very friendly and maternal, at least willing enough to learn some of his language. The process of trust is slow, but she seems willing enough to be patient for it. No-Name is reminded of his mother because she, like Taylor, had bi-hued eyes.
Free Collar Noob Form - 3 Formal RP - 4 Informal RP - 1+ RP of entering a Territory group
Novice Free Collar Form - 5 Formal RP - 4 Informal RP - 1+ Battles
Master Free Collar Form - 6+ Formal RP - 4+ Informal RP - 5+ Battles
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 1:28 pm
Artwork and Miscellaneous
DECOLLARING
It was odd, the way he had been wearing the piece of rope about his neck without ever questioning why. How he had gotten such a thing around his neck was an enigma. He had been raised in the forest with his fellow clansmen, and the last thing he recalled was being carried on a difficult flight in his mother's arms . . . And then nothing. No-Name felt about his head for any sort of bumps, but it felt smooth enough beneath his fur.
Perhaps it was this piece of rope that had sucked out his memory? If he could only take it off, maybe it would release his lost memories! He settled down just outside of Ikeokuro, where he could smell fresher air and feel closer to his roots, unsheated his claws, and got to work. It was not a messy job, but it took much time. No-Name was patient with the rope, whittling away at it persistently until the last strange broke and the thing fell from his neck. It felt so good to have the pressure off at last! Yet . . . Nothing. No memories returned to him, no revelations, no anything.
He might have been freed from the furless creature's creation, but he was still trapped in his ignorance: a bittersweet outcome.
GROWTH [click for full view]
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 7:10 pm
 G E N E R A L
Name
Emily [EH-mih-lee]
Meaning
Latin for “rival; emulating”
Nicknames
Em, Emster, Ily (Reese)
Species
Somali
Gender
Female
Orientation
Heterosexual
Stage
Collared Cat
Weapon
N/A
Territory
Ongaku University
Date Abandoned
February 14th, 2010
Obtained
Sibling Contest February 2010
F A M I L Y
Father
Dhiren
Mother
Alice
Siblings
Brothers: Belial, Barayas, Novik
Sisters: Tempette, Iukinia
Mate
N/A
Interest
N/A
Children
N/A
P H Y S I Q U E
Build/Posture
Dainty, with fluid movements inherited from her mother who is a dancer. Mind you, Emily is no dancer herself, but there’s a quality of smoothness to her actions nonetheless, unless she happens to be in a hyper sort of state. A tad on the short side as well with no real womanly figure to her yet.
Voice
Bubbly, definitely belonging to a girl around 12-15
Eyes
Fiery amber like her father’s
Health
Emily has various minor health problems, such as asthma induced by too much excerisize and allergies to pollen. During particularly bad seasons, she'll speak through sniffles and coughs. The poor girl is susceptible to colds.
Collar
Blue with black stripes made of some sort of soft material; it isn’t as tight as most at least.
Hair
Clothes
Skin
Accessories
D I S P O S I T I O N
Likes~ Playing games, being adventurous, her doll Caek, physical affection (hugs, nuzzles, etc.), walking around, sweets (especially cakes), and hats
Dislikes ~ Her weakened health, being alone for too long, fights (the real kind, not when you're play-fighting), & being cooped up
Persona ~ In a word: Creative.
Emily is one of those people you see acting out her games without shame out in the open, putting her heart into her words and actions. She has inherited her mother’s stubbornness and Dhiren’s lack of tact, a sometimes humorous combination when she bluntly answers questions. Emily sees no need to lie and can be counted on to be an honest person, though her naivety is painful at times. It seems that in no area of her life does this girl know restraint; she even actively fights against what most would call “sensitive health issues”, mostly in asthma induced by exercise and a tendency towards colds as well as little muscle build. But don’t let the doe-eyed, imaginative femme fool you: she’s more than willing to force herself into adventurous situations for the sake of being adventurous. In this sense, she's sensitive to what others think of her.
The quickest way to win Emily’s heart? Lots and lots of hugs and affection. She soaks love up like a sponge and never lets it go, much like she is never seen in public without her doll. She’s very much a child at heart, exuberant and ready to face the world.
On a random note, Emily loves to collect hats~
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 7:11 pm
Relationships
Name – Breed – Description
Alice (♀) – Somali – . . .
Barayas (♂) – Somali – "Bigger brother! <333 You look cold on the outside, but I love you anyway."
Belial (♂) – Somali – "Biggest brother! <333 I know you want what's best for me, but maybe you should lighten up about the whole mixed-breeds thing? I mean, they're not so bad."
Caroline (♀) – American Curl – A freecollar she met while playing with yarn. The two got to talking of books and what makes a person the smartest in the world, and the fact that Emily recieved a hug sealed the deal on their friendship.
Dhiren (♂) – Somali – . . .
Iukania (♀) – Somali – . . .
Mickenzie (♂) – Siamese – "Good luck home-finding! Remember, you promised you'd tell me all about your adventures. <3 Come back sometime and we can train with Poppa and the others~"
Novik (♂) – Somali – "Lil' bro! <333 I'll give you cuddles and huggles anyday. 8D Just say the word. I'm glad you like Muffin!"
Reese (♂) – American Short-Hair – "My first friend, yay! He's a really nice guy who gave me candy too. ^^ I gave him lots of nicknames, but he can't eat those . . . Whoops?"
Remedy (♂) – La Perm – "HE GAVE ME CUDDLES. HE GAVE ME CUDDLES! 8DDD <333"
Sadie (♀) – Selkirk Rex – Having met her in her youth, Emily wasn't particularly bothered by her thieving in the store. After all, Ella paid her, and she still got to get her candy!
Tempette (♀) – Somali – . . .
Novice Free Collar Form - 5 Formal RP - 4 Informal RP - 1+ Battles
Master Free Collar Form - 6+ Formal RP - 4+ Informal RP - 5+ Battles
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 3:26 pm
Artwork and Miscellaneous
DECOLLARING
Just staring at the mirror. Staring. Staring. It was harmless, right? Just a nice thing around her neck that reminded her of what used to be a good part of her childhood: tasty food, a warm bed, hands that always liked to stroke her fur . . . Was that so wrong? She didn't want to ruin the collar for her girl's sake, just like Novi didn't want to take his off. But Poppa and Momma didn't have one, and they were doing fine. "Oooooh Caek, I hope I know what I'm doing," she mumbled, tugging at the collar.
It was too tight now, and for someoen who had asthmatic tendencies she'd have to see it was taken off. It was easier said than done, however, and for several minutes the young somali was just tugging uselessly, making it stretch thinner without breaking. Emily brought out her claws at length and went to town on a singular area, whining when the tips accidentally nicked her neck instead. For the good of her health, her health, she reminded herself . . . By the time she was able to take it off, Emily was tired and slightly teary from the release, the regret, and the remnants of pain stinging her neck. She hastily pulled out tissue to clean up the small trickle of blood coming forth, wiping at her eyes as she gathered herself together. The collar was off finally: she'd still keep it of course, but it was done and over with. She breathed easier and sniffled.
PLOT OPPORTUNITIES
→ Open for anything at this point~
→ Will eventually begin sleuthing about her brother's split personality once she realizes Muffin was "killed".
GROWTH [click for full view]
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 10:54 am
 G E N E R A L
Name
(The) Basement Cat [ I’m pretty sure you know how to say his name ]
Meaning
If you need to ask, I suggest looking up LOLCats and becoming enlightened. 83
Nicknames
Ash (Aidan), Hitler/Romeo (London), Redeyes (Lila)
Species
Selkirk Rex
Gender
Male
Orientation
Heterosexual? Homosexual? Asexual? Pansexual? Self-sexual? ALL OF THE ABOVE.
Stage
Master
Weapon
3 pronged retractable claws in his gloves with a wicked curve to them towards the end
Territory
Gaijin Gesuido (Master of it with El)
Date Abandoned
April 2nd, 2010
Obtained
Donation Custom Kitty Choice in April <3
F A M I L Y
Father
???
Mother
???
Siblings
Ceiling Cat
Mate
N/A
Interest
N/A
Children
N/A
P H Y S I Q U E
Build/Posture
Calm and very assured of himself, BC has an air of one who smiles at the face of death. He has a tall, slender build that might give him an effeminate air, but I suggest not letting that fool you that he doesn’t have strength in those arms and legs. Ever he stands upright like a noblecat, yet sitting down he is more casual, often with crossed legs or with a propped up knee. His posture is typically inviting, regardless of the circumstance.
Voice
Befitting a silver-tongued demon, his voice is a lure for the curious, somewhere between tenor and base with a rich quality that adds weight to his words.
Eyes
Amber red, gleaming delightfully even when they reveal not his thoughts
Health
Throughout his lifetime, BC has had an aversion to very bright lights.
Collar
N/A
Hair
Equally black, smooth, straight, and with a few bangs that cross the threshold of his forehead. Highlights of brown/maroon are evident as the hair trails down, almost with a subtle tint of red.
Clothes
Simple yet elegant, BC sports a long black coat over a silvery gray buttoned down s**t and gray pants. His most striking feature, though, is perhaps the fire-themed tie about his neck.
Skin
Pale and rather uninteresting save for the single scar across his left eye. Given that BC never would allow a cat to disfigure him so without a fight, it has a special, bitter quality to it.
Accessories
Upon his hands are dark fingerless gloves with good gripping power that also holds his concealed weapon between the pads of his knuckles.
D I S P O S I T I O N
Likes~ Compliments about his tie/appearance, challenges and games (especially if they exercise the brain), good quality food, extended metaphors (especially about fire/heaven/hell/etc.), & amassing an army against the humans bringing about peace where he goes crushing his opponents things going along just swimmingly~
Persona ~ In a word: Ambitious.
First and foremost, it should be stated that The Basement Cat can be called “The Smiling Villain” for his ever-present Cheshire grin and is not a cat to cross despite the eerily innocent looks. Given that he hides his emotions behind that smile, it is hard to tell what he thinks until he voices it: and mind you, he is a very loquacious cat when he wants to be, which is most of the time. BC has brimming confidence and loves a good challenge to overcome, defeat, destroy, emasculate – well, you get the deal. He believes that given enough time, he can also persuade even the most stubborn of cats to listen to him.
The Selkirk also has various narcissistic tendencies, though they manifest in less dominant ways than one might think: in conjunction with his smooth vocabulary and an affected “easy-going” nature, BC becomes quite the charming figure in public despite having been locked inside for most of his life. But within that persona is a core trait of utter determination: if he sees something he wants, he will seek it persistently until it is either completely out of his reach or his; no more, no less. This also applies to what he calls his allies and enemies. BC doesn’t know middle ground and doesn’t believe in it either.
“The strong live and the weak die” is a code he reminds himself with whenever his opinion does happen to sway.
Everything he does has double-meaning to it. If BC appears sympathetic to a cat, more than likely it is a cleverly put-on air to convince him or her to join his cause. If he asks a simple question, there is more often than not more meaning behind it than its face value. A mere task, an inconsequential conversation: BC takes this all and uses them each to further his own purpose. Again, narcissistic traits do not allow him to emote well with others 90% of the time. Quite ironic considering he wants to unite all cat-kind under him to defeat the human “blight”, an act which has more humanitarian (kittitarian?) implications than his persona described as thus shows. BC is a strange cat with too many dual sides to his character to fathom correctly without knowing him well – and maybe then, that might not be enough.
Funnily enough, he seems to combat this himself by placing a much too careful mask on to hide these dueling dual characteristics. More perceptive cats might notice that he uses wordplay and cunning distractions when wanting to avoid certain topics about himself. BC mainly takes such pains so as to appear calm, collected, and a dependable figure; unfortunately, that can also appear very, very creepy or suspicious. Maybe it was because he was never named or had grown up in an unstable environment, or maybe he had simply been born with that schism of personalities; either way, he uses what he can to his advantage.
Does BC actually care about his comrades? Perhaps. He is certainly engaged enough to want to learn their stories . . . But there is a point to ponder when considering this strange specimen of cat: Is the black cat truly the devil out only for power and the corruption of Ikebokuro, or a wounded, lonely cat pushed too far to the edge and with nothing left to lose?
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 11:27 am
Relationships
Name – Breed – Description
Aidan (♂) – Siberian – A quirky sort to meet, he allowed BC to stay in his territory The Plaza for as long as he wished. In return, he was asked to “kitsit” his triplets; BC is now sure that compensation will be sought for this joke.
Aki (♂) – Siberian/Manx – The youngest of Aidan’s triplets and with some fraternal issues. BC ponders capitalizing this opportunity to make a new recruit out of one so young and so bitter about his weakness.
Itsuki (♂) – Siberian/Manx – Either middle or eldest of the triplets, this one looked more contemplative than his brothers. As was put by Kayane, he definitely looks like the “brains” of the three and was the only one BC could get a semblance of regular conversation out of, even though the younger cat was suspicious of him.
Kayane (♂) – Siberian/Manx – Either middle or eldest of the triplets, Kayane was purely trouble from the second BC saw him open his mouth. Apparently uncaring for his actions, this cat could probably be categorized as a rising sadist. BC thinks very little of him after that night.
London (♀) – Turkish Angora/Toyger – . . .
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 1:10 pm
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