Description
YA'LL GO LOOK AND JOIN THIS GROUP. It's going to be... AWESOME.
Date: 10/31/2016
>> Modified: 10/31/2016 <<
= IDENTIFICATION =
Name: Master Tommy Gun Tut II
Alias: Gun
Meaning: a type of submachine gun
Pronunciation: ... Gun...
Species: Cat
Breed/s: Peterbald Sphynx
Age: 3 Years
Gender: Male Unaltered
Clique: Sicarius
Rank/Standing: Leader
Height: 8.5 in
Weight: 8 lbs
Voice: Daniel Craig
Smell: Ink and Coin Money
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
= PERSONALITY =
Physical Description: Gun is small and lithe- almost snake-like in how he moves. Although hairless, he has a smooth quality about him, again, like the scales on a snake. He wears his sweater always (he may or may not have figured out how to get out of it...) but underneath the material, his back , shoulders and lower neck are covered in small linear and circle scars from cigarettes. On his chest is also a tattoo with the words "Velle Sicarius" meaning Willing Assassin. The ink is quite dark and has not faded, meaning he received the tattoo recently. His paws are itty bitty baby feet that have been turned into lethal weapons.
Personality Overview:
Cunning//Intelligent//Gentlemanly//Calm//Foresightful//Logical
Sassy//Quick to Act//Sneaky//Loner//Proud
Terrified//Aloof//Vengeful//Fake//Selfish//Controlling//Unforgiving
In Depth:
Although you wouldn't know it, Fear is the main drive in Gun's personality. Every action he has ever done has been because of something that has caused sheer terror in his little body. Reaction to fear is the root of his survival and is a constant grip on his soul. The amazing quality of Gun though is that no one would ever know he was afraid. So used to living with his insecurities, the cat has become the ultimate in hiding his anxiety and appearing as if nothing in the world affects him. In fact, you would almost believe the cat to secretly be controlling everything that happens ever. He excels in taking a situation that seems impossible and turning it possible.
Because of his insecurities and trying to keep everything under his control, Gun is very hard to get close to and would rather scratch an eye out than let someone close to his true nature. Letting someone in is a liability that he is not willing to make. This does not mean that he doesn't care about his clique. He is actually a very astute leader if not aloof and impersonal. He understands the benefit of one(himself) comes from the care and tending of the fold. As long as you benefit him, you will be protected. That being said, as soon as your usefulness is up, trash is easily discarded.
On the lighter side of Gun, when his fear is only a soft caress on his psyche, he can be both a respectful gentleman to his comrades, or a sassafras with snarky wit. A good joke or prank is not lost on Gun as long as it does not seriously affect him. He enjoys those with cunning and wit themselves and does not mind the occasional banter session. Don't mistake this for light-heartedness though. If a feline goes to far, they will immediately know it and will have to work their way back to his good graces.
Finally, Gun is also incredibly vindictive. If you have offended or betrayed, you are nothing to him. There is no forgiveness. He may be persuaded by those that are closer to him to let you live, but once his trust is lost, it is exceedingly difficult to gain it back. Let that be a warning to cats everywhere.
Gun is a speciesist. Dogs are morons, wag, slobber and bark too much, and above all else have been 'man's best friend' for far too long. He will not cooperate with canines.
History:
The History Of A SphynxBorn with Fear, terror has been Gun's constant companion. His mother, Lady Duchess Nefertari III, was a four time Grand Champion winning show cat, which sounds impressive on the outside- but in reality she was a glorified kitten farming breeder. Kept in a glass case like an iguana, the female was bred constantly with Master Tommy Gun Tut II coming in her 14th litter. He was nothing special. Just another $6000 that Duchess' owners could cash in on when they sold him. Gun does not remember much of his early life, other than the roughness of his mother's tongue, which was anything but tender in the few moments she would bath him, and the bright florescent warming lights that were kept on constantly in the little tank. Nothing in his first weeks was warm or soft, and he was often poked with needles to keep any illnesses away as well as handled roughly with the carelessness of one has in exchanging money. Gun was a paycheck, and that was how he was managed.
Gun was quickly sol
Group History:
= RELATIONSHIPS =
Family:
Lady Duchess Nefertari III(mother): "You gave me life, and kept me living. Thanks?"
Father: Unknown
Siblings: Too many to count
Owner:
Don Steward(missing): "If I ever see you again, I'll claw your bloody eyes out."
Mate: None atm
Offspring: Waaaay too many to count, know, or care about
Sicarius:
Bethesda:
Dynami:
Clique:
Rogues:
Other:
Garret(deceased): "The epitome of dogs. Disgusting creature. Your tainted meat
= AVAILABILITY =
Timezone:
RP METHOD?:
Skype: You bet!
Docs: Oh shore!
Notes: Ya okay!
Comments: No.
Other?: Huh.