Post by bluekat12 on Jun 13, 2013 16:31:56 GMT -5
Demonio(Day-MOW-nee-oh)
[/i][/size][/left]Who?
Username: Bluekat12
Gender: MALE
Age: 2 years
Rank: Pet(abandoned)
How did you get here?: Saw your ad on Pokemon Torrenta when I was advertising for my own site. I haven't done a cat RP in a LONG time so please forgive me if I'm a bit terrible at it ^_^'
Secret Code: *Admin Edit*
What?
[/i][/size][/left]Personality:
He tends to be overly cautious, he doesn't like taking risks when it comes to things that could end up killing him or somebody else. This only happens when he does recognize danger he could be in, for he can be oblivious to danger and even his own health, or at least chooses to be. Demonio tends to take care of others before himself, even though he fears the thought of death. This causes him to sometimes starve or harm himself to try and help others.
Demanio is treats others with kindness only when he receives kindness first. If he is treated with disrespect he will return it in the same way. He rarely accepts a challenge, and usually backs off, but if pushed far enough he'll fight to the death, so he thinks. He has never been in a cat fight before, so he has no idea how he would react if a cat refused to let him back down. He thinks he would bravely fight to the bitter end, but really he would most likely turn-tail and flee.
He tends to think lowly of himself, he believes that being an abandoned pet is the lowest of the low. He thinks that being an abandoned pet means he isn't worthy of even living with humans. His belief causes him to obey other's commands a bit easier and obediently. He's glad to have the company of others though, even if they're sadistic or boss him around. He hates being alone, since he spent most of his life in the company of humans and other animals. He finds it weird and unnatural to be just him and his shadow.
(Sorry if it's small :<)
Appearance: The tom is normal in weight, and a bit smaller than a usual cat in height. He used to have a collar, but he gnawed it off out of depression when he was abandoned. He was scratch marks on his neck that are barely noticeable from when he tried to scratch the collar off before biting it. The pupils in his amber eyes are usually very wide when he's in shade and become thin when he's in the sun. He's almost never seen with normal pupils. His tail is long, of course, and twitches around frequently as if it had a mind of it's own. The end of his tail is bent almost constantly, a sign that shows he's friendly. His entire pelt is complete darkness, this and his amber eyes helped him earn his name from the family.
Where?
[/i][/size][/left]Family: Real Family is unknown, but he considers the human family to be his real family.
History: He was found on the steps of the famous temple, Teotihuacan in Mexico by a mexican family as a small kitten that was only 3 months old. He remembers nothing of what happened before that moment he was found other than confusion and seas of legs. The family adopted him as a barn cat, he was allowed to stay in the barn as long as he caught the rats the resided inside. This was no problem for him, since the family constantly forgot to feed him and had no problem with him eating the vermin. The family named him Demonio, or demon in English, for his black pelt and amber eyes and the amount of rats he killed.
He was happy there, with plenty of prey and a bed in the cow's hay with lots of places to climb. Until one day the family sold off all of their livestock and put him in a box. He was terrified as he was locked in the darkness for hours with bumping and thumping of boxes. The family was moving. When the box finally opened again a different face seemed to be looking at him. One he didn't recognize. He cowered in the corner as the humans seemed to inspect him for a few moments, the lid closed again when the human stopped looking and the moving around began once again.
He had fallen asleep for most of the trip, since all that was happening was his box being moved around and and a sick feeling of moving into the air made him want to puke. When he woke up, there was a human looking down at him again, except with a bit of a angry and stern face. The female human seemed to argue with another human before the lid closed once more, and his box was tossed out of a car door into an ally. He was too terrified to come out of the box, for rain pelted the box top, and slowly dripped in. He decided to wait until morning to find out just where he was. He thought for a bit while he was trapped in the rain inside the damp and cold box and came to the conclusion that his family had sold him off to another human. Neither family had wanted him and so they had abandoned him. So he scratched at his collar, creating scratch marks around his necks before he gave up on that and gnawed it off, heartbroken that he wasn't worthy enough to have a home.
Place of Birth: Mexico [/blockquote]