AbyssHarlequin
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Okay so
Our little role-play right.
First off. Characters.
Nakhti is a fairly large male cat. His build is more big-boned than anything, certainly not to be mistaken for being fat. Nakhti's base color for his pelt seems to be black, as seeing it is the predominant color in his pelt. However, his pelt is also blotched and flecked with various shades of cream and browns. This results in a dichromatic nose in the coloration of black and white. Standing out against his pelt, Nakhti has soft eyes fading from yellow around the outer rim of the iris to a gentle green more towards the pupil. Nakhti wears it as a sort of trophy, but his left ear is nicked in several places where it was obviously bitten and torn at some point, most like in some sort of fight. His tail is also fairly short, being about half the length of the average cats tail from some sort of genetic mutation it seems. Now, despite being a feral cat since bitch, Nakhti has a fairly gentle personality. He will not; however, stand someone bursting into the area he has claimed as his own without his invitation. No, no, no, unless you want a feral cat throwing a fit it isn't exactly recommended. He is fairly outspoken about his thoughts as well, rarely quiet unless he is actually deep in thought about something. Nakhti is honestly quite laid-back in the end, preferring to scavenge the trash so that he can nap in the sun all day rather than venture out to find a fresh kill. Harlequin
Alex Fields; born with peculiar, cat-like deformities, in Springfield, Massachusetts to Lucia and Kenneth Fields. A pair of middle-class Americans who raised him lovingly until shortly after his fourth birthday, when they died in a car accident. Since then, he moved in with his aunt, who despised his appearance. And as such, she would not let him leave the house without a hat and his tail binded.
Some time after this hell, Alex met a girl. A girl who persuaded him to escape. And so.. he did.
Several months after escaping, Alex was taken in by an accepting family who had a couple of kids. The fed him, washed him, kept him out of trouble. It was until he was incidentally called their pet. Needless to say, that didn't set right with him. After this, he was found and taken in by the Xavier mansion. Here he stayed a good three years, just until his 18th birthday. Currently he resides where he can afford, often performing tasks for others.
His catlike traits include fur-like body hair, including the hair on his head. Where a normal person would have ears, he has catlike ears, which are just as sensitive as a cat's. He has a four foot long tail that is covered in fur, as well his feet are rather.. pawlike. However his hands are normal, save for the two inch retractable claws. On top of all of this, he has the ability to speak to felines.
His hair is dark brown, borderline black, and his eyes are an odd shade of hazel. As well, he's a bit on the short side, being only 5'7". TroubledNovelist
Nakhti was a loner in the sinister place known as the city of Oslo. The winters were cruel, temperatures dipping well below freezing. Most felines didn't make it through the winter, especially the young ones. Nakhti was one of the lucky ones though, having made it two seasons on his own, soon enough to be three seasons. It was tough, but not impossible. One just had to be smart and know his way around.
Nakhiti found him self currently padding along the borders of the area he had claimed for his own territory, mainly for the fact of a trash bin often filled with food being within the borders as well as a nice place to burrow in with old, discarded blankets in the winter. Whenever he happened upon a spot where he found his scent to be weak he would, as cats do, spray to mark his territory. Had to be sure no one would get the smart idea to intrude. It might interrupt his afternoon nap in the early June sunlight. He paused, curling his lips back slightly as he inhaled through his mouth slowly, detecting the scent of another creature, slightly feline it seemed, near the borders of
his
territory.
(( help me come up with a better title omfg I am really bad at titles ))
Our little role-play right.
First off. Characters.
Nakhti is a fairly large male cat. His build is more big-boned than anything, certainly not to be mistaken for being fat. Nakhti's base color for his pelt seems to be black, as seeing it is the predominant color in his pelt. However, his pelt is also blotched and flecked with various shades of cream and browns. This results in a dichromatic nose in the coloration of black and white. Standing out against his pelt, Nakhti has soft eyes fading from yellow around the outer rim of the iris to a gentle green more towards the pupil. Nakhti wears it as a sort of trophy, but his left ear is nicked in several places where it was obviously bitten and torn at some point, most like in some sort of fight. His tail is also fairly short, being about half the length of the average cats tail from some sort of genetic mutation it seems. Now, despite being a feral cat since bitch, Nakhti has a fairly gentle personality. He will not; however, stand someone bursting into the area he has claimed as his own without his invitation. No, no, no, unless you want a feral cat throwing a fit it isn't exactly recommended. He is fairly outspoken about his thoughts as well, rarely quiet unless he is actually deep in thought about something. Nakhti is honestly quite laid-back in the end, preferring to scavenge the trash so that he can nap in the sun all day rather than venture out to find a fresh kill. Harlequin
Alex Fields; born with peculiar, cat-like deformities, in Springfield, Massachusetts to Lucia and Kenneth Fields. A pair of middle-class Americans who raised him lovingly until shortly after his fourth birthday, when they died in a car accident. Since then, he moved in with his aunt, who despised his appearance. And as such, she would not let him leave the house without a hat and his tail binded.
Some time after this hell, Alex met a girl. A girl who persuaded him to escape. And so.. he did.
Several months after escaping, Alex was taken in by an accepting family who had a couple of kids. The fed him, washed him, kept him out of trouble. It was until he was incidentally called their pet. Needless to say, that didn't set right with him. After this, he was found and taken in by the Xavier mansion. Here he stayed a good three years, just until his 18th birthday. Currently he resides where he can afford, often performing tasks for others.
His catlike traits include fur-like body hair, including the hair on his head. Where a normal person would have ears, he has catlike ears, which are just as sensitive as a cat's. He has a four foot long tail that is covered in fur, as well his feet are rather.. pawlike. However his hands are normal, save for the two inch retractable claws. On top of all of this, he has the ability to speak to felines.
His hair is dark brown, borderline black, and his eyes are an odd shade of hazel. As well, he's a bit on the short side, being only 5'7". TroubledNovelist
Nakhti was a loner in the sinister place known as the city of Oslo. The winters were cruel, temperatures dipping well below freezing. Most felines didn't make it through the winter, especially the young ones. Nakhti was one of the lucky ones though, having made it two seasons on his own, soon enough to be three seasons. It was tough, but not impossible. One just had to be smart and know his way around.
Nakhiti found him self currently padding along the borders of the area he had claimed for his own territory, mainly for the fact of a trash bin often filled with food being within the borders as well as a nice place to burrow in with old, discarded blankets in the winter. Whenever he happened upon a spot where he found his scent to be weak he would, as cats do, spray to mark his territory. Had to be sure no one would get the smart idea to intrude. It might interrupt his afternoon nap in the early June sunlight. He paused, curling his lips back slightly as he inhaled through his mouth slowly, detecting the scent of another creature, slightly feline it seemed, near the borders of
his
territory.
(( help me come up with a better title omfg I am really bad at titles ))
