Faux IcyHeart

[thekrab]

Name: Faux IcyHeart Gender: male Date of Birth: june, 21st, 2006 Height: 23cm Sexual Preference: bi-sexual Status: un-neutered Coat Color: white Coat Pattern: solid Eye Color: gray Fur Length: long Appearance Extra: his nose happens to be gray instead of the usual pink, and he has a large, and rather gruesome scar stretching the length of his chest, though only noticible if looked intently, since it is only a slight shade darker than his pelt. History: faux was born to a rich, busy couple, and didn't see much of humans, but this was okay. much of his life was play until around week three, and then his mother became more strict on him and his siblings. to cut it short -, life wasn't fun. a lot of bitterness was stored in faux, although he manovered this gracefully and with authority. being the only male of his litter, he gained a dominent trait, and would often boss his sisters around. on the last week, his mother was taken away, and faux was gradually weaned. at six weeks faux was immeadiatly sold for a grand price to a young couple that flittered about the show circuit. he was placed with a lot of older, snobbier cats of the same, pure lines, and immeadiatly took after their ways. a lot of arrogence and pride was stored in the young kit, but despite all this, he kept his aire of respect toward other, although the habit of keeping his nose upturned. you could say while being disiplined with these lot of cats, he would only grow pride in his high stature. but he didn't. something longed in the young cat, although he didn't know what. at a eight months, his owners started entering him in shows, and he acchieved highly. judges were often spellbound at not only his looks, but his all over "i'm great, yet humble" attiude around people. sure, there was always that shield the told the other that he wouldn't take any bull, and knew that he was probably better off, but he wouldn't just randomly scorn another if the were less. he was prized. for the next year of his life, faux lived nothing but the high-life, winning shiny cups for his owners, becoming rather popular with his peers. but the next three months were hell. faux's owners were found guilty of tax evasion, and the felines were evicted of the house. each cat was dumped in a random shelter, and despite most of their beauty and grace, were not the youngest of cats and faced death. faux was lucky to say the sort, but wasn't used to the cold and empty feeling the shelter gave off. he even got attack ed by a testosterone fuming male, causing the large scar on his chest. more bitterness welled inside the male, and his attitude warped rather undesirably. being a rather intelligent cat, faux was determained to figure out some way to escape. after figuring out the ways of doors and windows, faux escaped one night after a silly human forgot to lock the door. he now wanders the steets, cold and quiet due to the hostility stored while in the shetler, but aquainted with that grace and beauty blessed by his lines. Personality: faux used to be a fun and playful little cat, but after a while something in the brute clicked, and he became full of bitterness and spoil. his attitude often flaw the good looks he was graced with. to him, everything is serious, and nobody knows the last time a smile graced his face in good will. he can also be a sadist brat, especially with his mice. finding it rather amusing to disbowl them while alive, listening to them squeal with pain. now don't get me wrong, faux isn't completely evil, but he is about to close to it as you get without being entirly engolfed into the evil flames. kinda like, living on the edge. basically, the line is very thin for him, if even still there. faux is bi. basically, sex is sex, lust is lust, the difference doesn't even matter to him anymore. why should it? its not like anyone will ever capture his love, especially as high as his standerds are. some may find faux as self-centered, well, they would be exactly right. life is a game, a battle, and one must fend for themselves and not let anyone block their path to success. he is a quiet male, and arrogant in his own self rights. meaning, he isn't going to prance around beating up the lesser and stealing their women, oh no. but by the way he looks at you, and that tone and his voice, lets you know. speaking of, faux has a rather short temper that he has learned to mantain, and will usually attack more with harsh words than with harsh claws. not to say he is a bad fighter or anything, he loves the adrenline it feeds, but even he knows that one day, to much trouble and your head can end up on the slate. faux tends to swear, sometimes a lot, but his statements are always held with an stern authority, and are always properly clipped and laced with and excellent vocabulary to boot. he's always thinking ahead, positive not to get himself into an unescapable situation. he doesn't fully fear death, but would prefer to stay alive. all and all, he can be loved, after you get over his cold, icy exterior. as everyone knows, every cat has his soft spots, tender moments, and embarrasing hobbies.. and with that, faux has very little. Image: haven't done a full manip yet, a cute face capture can be seen as my icon. Dx Your OOC Name: the krab / krabbie / den KRABBE. Other Characters On the Site: none. c: