Post by wisteria on Oct 20, 2008 22:46:14 GMT -5
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Name: Wisteria Everlight
Gender: female
Date of Birth: January 27, 2008
Height: 29 cm
Sexual Preference: strait
Status: not spayed
Coat Color: brown
Coat Pattern: tabby
Eye Color: purple
Fur Length: short
Appearance Extra: She has a very short tail and it is missing a clump of fur at the end.
History: Being born on a farm with ten other siblings was hard, especially being the smallest one. Wisteria was born as the runt, and the owners were about to throw her out when they realized how mean it sounded, a poor helpless kitten in the middle of no where in winter. It's just cruel. So Wisteria stayed. She suffered from heart-brokeness, disloyalty, and death.
Her mother had been fairly nice to her, but Wisteria knew that she deffinately wasn't in her mother's top five. But she continued on with life, not really hanging out with anyone in particular, just by herself. One day she met a pretty silver fae, about her age. She was very nice to her, and soon they became the best of friends. Wisteria found out later that week that her friend, Sapphire, was one of the most popular cats around. She had all of the other pretty cats with her, and all the toms falling for her. Though she was nice to Wisteria, to others she was not. She was snobby and wanted them to do everything for her.
Because Wisteria hung out with her, she soon became that way. She had moved out of her house out of her own choice, and lived just outside a forest. Wisteria no longer wanted to live with humans, even though her owners were reasonably nice, she didn't get along with them very well, and for some reason didn't like them. She was right outside Sapphire's house when she heard a loud barking, and then a squeal coming soon after.
Rushing over to the tall privet fence, Wisteria jumped to the rescue. It was Sapphire, and her two other followers. A dog that lived next door had dug a hole under the fence while Sapphire had been enjoying the nice Spring weather. Wisteria watched in horror as the big rottweiler tore one of Sapphire's friends to peices. Tears welled upp in her eyes, even though Wisteria had not been a big fan of her friends, it was still a sad sight. Sapphire ran for her life, trying to dart for the fence, but the dog was huge and managed to jumped half of what Sapphire ran, doubled. It caught her around the neck, and it was over as soon as it started. Wisteria saw the limp ocicat bodice laying paralyzed on the ground. The dog sniffed it once, and then let out a huff as if its job was done. Wisteria couldn't stand any more of this, so she ran to her den and cuddled up, desperately trying to get some sleep.
She awoke the next morning with her eyes still hurting; the red around them hadn't gone away either. She started out toward her old house, seeking help from her closest sister. But she found out that her sister was no longer her friend, more known as her enemy now. Her sister had hated Sapphire, for no reason at all, probably of jealusy. And there for she now hated Wisteria who had befriended Sapphire.
Wisteria couldn't beleive the tragic deaths, and now the loyalty and love she had lost from her only sister who even cared about her, pr used to. All of that lead to Wisteria unneeded personality. She became sassy, hostile, punk, and stuck up.
Personality:
Sassy;; If someone says something mean about her, she going to track them down, and attempt to kill them in their sleep. She hates it when people talk about her, especially behind her back or with out her knowing about it. Her words get fierce, and she wont even put down a fight. If someone challenges her to something, she would take it, even if she knew she couldn't win. It was all for the sake of popularity, being different, and showing others that she doesn't really care. She'll just return to her own business afterwords, and sometimes make mentle notes to herself who she needs to watch.-~-
Hostile;; If a stranger walked up to her and just randomly started talking to her, she would turn her back. She doesn't care about cats she doesn't know, especially if they look boring or old she's not interested in them. If someone her age makes fun of her, or is sneering at her from across the way, she will stalk over to them and growl them down. She'll start a fight with a stranger for no appareant reason, just so she could look tough, and try to hurt them.-~-
Punk;; Acting feirce isn't the only way to appear punk. She likes to look different, and not only different by the only one wearing a single necklace or something. She likes to make herself appear wildly. She'd roll in mud and give herself a mowhak if she could, but she might need someone to help her, and she doesn't want anyone touching her. She likes to go to the dump and find random little things she can put around her legs and neck. Sometimes its just a little collar, but other times it's something cool like a part of a jump-rope already tied together for some reason.-~-
Stuck Up;; She always have to act perfect, like a drama queen, and get exactly what she wants. She makes sure that if someone promises her something, that she gets it. She makes sure that if she gives someone something to borrow it, that she gets it back. If cats try to give her 'the look', she glares back at them, or sometimes goes over to them to tell them to mind their own business, and don't worry about what everybody looks like, or who likes who, or who had kits and who was just a fake. But Wisteria can't really talk, because she stereotypes most cats too.
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Your OOC Name: Speedy
Other Characters On the Site: Amber Nightfall, Jarrah Eclipsemoon, Taro Dewleaf.
Other: I wanted to make this character as soon as possible, just to get it over with. But I don't want to roleplay her just yet, I'm saving up my points on all my other accounts to be able to pay her off. (100 points) Is that ok?
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