Post by Enigma on Nov 13, 2013 12:58:09 GMT
CALYPSO!
one year - female - feline - cheetah - loner - n/a
play with fire and you will get burned.
Personality:
Young&&Wild
As all crazy youngsters are, Calypso is headstrong and a pretty self-centered.
Dark&&Manipulative
This feisty girl is nothing but trouble. She'll take advantage of any flaws she finds and thoroughly enjoys messing with the minds of others. Calypso
Sexual&&Lustful
Dangerous&&Homicidal
Appearance:
Calypso flirts her speckled fur everywhere she goes, using her fierce orange eyes to draw the attention of others. Her maw often wears a smirk and her claws are long and curled at the tips. Her pelt bears no scars, flawless though she is so imperfect in so many ways. Calypso is such an understatement to the phrase: a devil in disguise.
History:
As all violent and vulgar females of her sort start out, she was innocent. A sweet little cub in a family of three, an only child with two loving and gentle parents that nurtured her with love and care. It all sounds too good to be true, and too sweet of a story to have spat out a sex-crazed and blood lusting feline of Calypso's sort. So when she was at the age of around five months old, her parents contracted a disease that caused them to go mad, most likely or similar to rabies. She would come to their den every day and check on them them before scampering off somewhere to hide.
It was only a week before one day she came in and found them dead.
This gave Calypso a helpless feeling, a feeling that she was alone in the world. She then decided she never wanted to be alone, no matter what the means, she had to find a way to keep company around her almost constantly. As she grew older and less innocent, if she wasn't messed up enough, she figured that if she could keep herself looking pristine on the outside she would find some males looking for that sort of thing.
Season born:
Winter
RP Sample:
This is a sample from a past roleplay I did on a site called WCRPG.
And then along came the flamboyant ginger tom known as Grell, still humming the song he had previously blasted with Umpire and Bessie, his chainsaw. "Screwing in moderation~" He sang a few lines while humming others, his eccentric voice matching MSI pretty well. He didn't have his eyes closed this time so he noticed the slate where his clanmate lay and managed NOT to totally trip on anybody this time. Pausing for a moment to look Boytoy over, he'd never seen this Boneclanner before, but he seemed interesting enough and he had to admit he was digging the bowtie. Grell approached with his usual swaying hips, but tried to keep his stature at least inviting and friendly. Pointed, shark-like teeth gleaming as a bit of a smile formed across his muzzle, the flaming bone put his two front paws on the side of the slate and greeted Boytoy from the side. Usually he would call out from behind someone he hadn't yet met and scare them or make them uncomfortable, but he noticed his clanmate had headphones in so that wouldn't have really worked. "Hello there, hun. I'm Grell, a bit on the new side of BoneClan. And you are?"
Link to image of character: Here