I'm not a psycho, I'm just a little bit D e m e n t e d.

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  • Character Name:
    Demented.


    Character Age:
    29 moons.


    Gender:
    Tom.


    Alliance:
    None.


    Rank:
    Rouge.


    Appearance (6 or more sentences):
    Demented is a heavy bodied tom, he's a bit larger than the average cat. His coat is thick and long, a show-stopping chinchilla white. He is a Maine Coon x Ragdoll mix, so he's a naturally larger cat. His eye color is an almost gray, icy light blue. His nose and paw pads are a light pink, and his paws have thick fur growing between his toes for extra padding. He also has thick fur in his ears and on the edges of his face, he was built for the cold weather.


    Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements):
    As his name suggests, he is demented and bit of a lunatic. He struggles to understand himself and his own thoughts and feelings. He expresses himself through the anger and hate that he stores up, leading him to blame others for the issues in his life. In his world, everyone is your enemy, and no one can be trusted. He has a reputation for being a merciless killer, but in his case it's true. Clan cats, Anti clanners, even fellow rouges, are all a danger through his eyes.


    ---Likes (at least 3): He enjoys the sound of screaming, it excites him, he says it's his muse. Surprisingly, he enjoys music, in particular, sad love songs. He has a habit of collecting the bones of his prey, and he is fairly interested in autopsy.


    --- Dislikes (at least 3): Kittens, he can't stand the little balls of fluff, even though he too was once a kit. He doesn't like getting his paws dirty, for a psycho murder he has very good hygiene. One of his biggest pet peeves is She Cats, he thinks their only purpose in life is to bear kits.


    ---Strengths (No MORE than 5): His large structure helps him easily take down other, smaller cats. Demented's thick fur also doubles as a great heat insulator, and reduces hit impact. Not to mention his charmingly crooked smile. He has an exceptional skill when it comes to combat.


    ---Weaknesses (At least 3): One of his greatest weaknesses are his memories, they hit him harder than any fight could. Another would be that he refuses to surrender, he has a bad habit of misunderstanding his strengths. His coat is also heavy and hot in the summer, but and when he looses his winter coat it makes him irritable and itchy.


    History (8 or more sentences):
    He was born in a litter of four. His mother was a purebred pedigree, a Snowshoe. Her owner was a breeder, planning to create a new breed of Snowshoe x Maine Coon kits. The project went terribly wrong. When the kits were born, they were all horribly malformed. Except for two kits... Cello and Winter. They grew, bigger and bigger, now they were nearly 6 moons. The mother started to notice Winter was... different. He was always alone, he never responded well to anything, and he frequently had temper tantrums. While Cello was maturing into a handsome young tom. At 8 moons, they met their father. Little did they know, he was heartless and cruel. He spent all his time complaining about Winter, how he was a disgrace to their bloodlines... how strange he behaved, how he should act more like his brother. One day Winter got into a fight with Cello, "Father and Mother always loved me more! Your just a demented little freak!" He remembered his brother's exact words... He remembered how he pinned Cello down... how he took his own kin's life. He remembered how fast he ran away from all he knew, growing colder and more heartless as he grew up alone. He was no longer Winter the freak, he was Demented.


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  • This is a great biography so far! Just one thing on the 'like's. Does he live by two-legs to be able to hear the sad, love songs? It wouldn't be realistic if a cat loved music from nowhere, and knew it was a sad love song, and could also sing it, just adding that part in. :) Also, the 'autopsy' thing, it will be okay, as long as the cat doesn't really 'know' it's called an autopsy. ^^

  • Yes, he never went far from his original home in the twolegplace, and he would also remember them from his childhood living with twolegs. :) And okay, he won't know it's called autopsy. xD


  • Alrigthy, approved! :)