Character Name: Kilimanjaro (Most cats call him Kilah though (pronounced Kill-hah))
Character Age: 32 moons
Gender: Male
Alliance: SkullClan
Rank: Skull
Appearance(6 or more sentences): Kilah is inbred. He has one good ear, he was born with his other folded over and attached to his forehead area. His claws cannot be sheathed, they are permanently out, causing them to dull quicker than most cat's claws. Kilah's dusty brown pelt is thick, and usually matted, and he has some tabby ish markings around his ears. His eyes, cateract filled (unusual at such a youngish age) are milky green, and despite the cateracts, he can see well. He has many scars, and he bears them proudly, showing them off to prove he can fight as well as any cat. Kilah has narcissistic tendencies, though while admiring himself he is not thinking of the body he occupies, but the body he wishes to occupy, a she-cats dream, the perfect feline.
Personality(6 or more sentences): Kilah is fierce and quick to contradict. He despises pity more than anything, and will likely fight anyone who judges him based on his appearance. Kilah was raised with his sister, Kalahari, who had the same parents but was born flawless. He has born this grudge all his life. Though he abhors his sister, Kilah is tolerant of most other cats. Bitten by a rat as a kit, Kilah will brutally murder any rat on sight. Kilah has an unusual talent for causing pain. He considers himself an expert on torture. Kilah has a slight case of acrophobia. He has an eye for beauty and loves his comfort. He is rather a magpie (hoards and collects things of beauty: flowers, feathers, even pretty she-cats) and prefers to have limited social contact. Kilah lacks cooperation. He will work with other cats if it will bring a reward (fighting a battle for warm stones) but will avoid activities that involve socialization and communication, but don't achieve anything (border patrol). Kilah can fight as well as any cat, but will refuse to fight any cat less able than he, the result of many problems. He is gallant, but cruel. Kilah loves revenge. He doesn't care how terrible the original crime is, so long as he gets his revenge. When Kilah's fuse is lit, stand clear, for his temper is sharp, to put it lightly. So is his tongue. Kilah will talk back to anyone, paying no mind to the consequences. He is likely to act before thinking, and later regret this.
{Is this format okay? I am listing stuff in the template, but above it is shown in more detail.}
---Likes (at least 3): Kilah loves comfort and has an eye for beauty. He has a special attraction to cats with blue eyes, he likes to think they seem to see through his ugliness. Kilah loves revenge, no matter what the price. He loves giving pain to other creatures.
--- Dislikes (at least 3): Kilah abhors his sister and her flawlessness. Due to a bite as a kit, Kilah has a lifetime hatred of rats. Kilah despises pity, it making him feel weak. He dislikes social contact.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Kilah has an unusual talent for causing pain. He is as good a fighter as any cat.
---Weaknesses (At least 3): Kilah is inbred and counts it against himself. He is socially inept. Kilah has slight acrophobia.
History(8 or more sentences): Kilah's parents; Zo and Milo, were rogues, and siblings. They had just 1 litter. Kilah and his sister, Kalahari, were this litter. Miraculously, Kalahari was born without flaw, at least not in her appearance. Unfortunately, Kilah wasn't so lucky. Milo was caught by a twoleg not long after the kit's birth. Zo loved her kits, though slightly repulsed by her sons looks, and developed a strong mother-daughter connection. Even as grown cats, Kilah and his sister stayed with their mother (rare with rogues) until Zo's untimely death by a strange illness that made her fur fall out clump by clump until she froze to death during an especially freezing leafbare blizzard. After that, the siblings had to fend for themselves. Though he tried to shake her off, Kalahari stayed beside Kilah, until they reached Clan scent. They prepared to join.
Roleplay Sample:
Spicer growled at the approaching figure. "Come no closer." He warned, menacingly. The she-cat came ever nearer, and Spicer had to lean back to avoid the stench of rotting carrion that wafted from the bedraggled loner's open mouth. The filthy cat before him, was like none he'd ever seen. Her pelt was matted with a drying liquid, whose viscosity was sinisterly similar to that of blood, and her empty eye sockets were maggot infested. The stump that remained of her tail was covered in gangrene, and the absence of her teeth grew more apparent as the grotesque creature loomed over him. Spicer stepped back, nervous now. Forgetting to look behind him, his hind paw hit something sharp and solid. The trap!! He thought, with growing terror.
Comments (optional): Kalahari's brother.
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Character Name: Kalahari
Character Age: 32 moons
Gender: She-cat
Alliance: SkullClan
Rank: Dirt
Appearance(6 or more sentences): Kalahari is as perfect as her brother is flawed. She has a sleek, golden coat, free of matts and likes to look in peek condition, wherever she is. Her eyes are a clear green, similar in color to a mint leaf. She has slightly tufted ears, her pride and joy. Her tail is plumed and her fur quite long, though always neat. Kalahari has a small, white splash on her throat, which annoys her, as she considers it a blot on her purrfection. Her red herringbone markings fade softly into the gold background fur. Kalahari loves the symmetry of her markings, and nearly went hysterical once when a fleck of leaf which she mistook for a marking unbalanced the perfect harmony.
Personality(6 or more sentences): Kalahari is proud, and spiteful. She considers herself above all other beings, despite her position. She despises her brother's appearance, and hates that he hates her. She is a formidable fighter, but prefers to keep her paws clean. She is surprisingly bloodthirsty once you know her. Kalahari is very self-conscious and a huge narcissist. She is firm and commanding with kits and has a way of soothing the most crotchety elder, or the most fidgety kit without trying at all. Her nature is quite disarming. On first whim, she seems a beautiful seductress, slightly aloof and bossy, whereas once you know her, you find a cat who struggles against her own individualism, afraid of difference, and shudders to think what would happen if the world were to find out that she was bisexual, slightly proffering she-cats. Deep down, Kalahari is lonely, afraid to seek a she-cat mate, terrified of the labels, the glances, the stereotypes. Kalahari shares her brother's hatred of rats (one of the few things they share) but lacks his pain techniques. She is afraid, yet enthralled at her brother's talent for torture. Her nightmares are of Kilah torturing her, and she knows, or at least fears, that they will come true.
---Likes (at least 3): Kalahari loves her appearance. She likes both toms and she-cats, though slightly proffers she-cats. Kalahari adores power.
--- Dislikes (at least 3): Kalahari despises labels and stereotypes. She hates nightmares and loneliness. She hates her brother's looks.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Kalahari is a formidable fighter. She can sooth both young and old without lifting a claw.
---Weaknesses (At least 3): Kalahari doubts herself, leading to a falter in her self-confidence. She is afraid of Kilah's torture talent. Kalahari has 2 personalities that react horribly, and she has to keep the battling sides apart.
History(8 or more sentences): {Is it okay to use Kilah's with edits, because they're littermates?}
Kalahari's parents; Zo and Milo, were rogues, and siblings. They had 1 litter: Kalahari and her brother, Kilah. Despite the insest, Kalahari was born without flaw, at least not in her appearance. Unfortunately, Kilah wasn't so lucky. Their father, Milo, was caught by a twoleg not long after the kits birth. Zo loved her kits, though slightly repulsed by her son's looks, and developed a strong mother-daughter bond. Kalahari reveled in her mother's pride. She adored being favored and would taunt Kilah until one day he scratched her in retaliation. Even as grown cats, Kalahari and her brother stayed with their mother (rare with rogues) until Zo's untimely death by a strange illness that made her fur fall out clump by clump until she froze to death during an especially freezing leafbare blizzard. Kalahari buried her mother in the frozen earth, with no help from her brother. After that, the siblings had to fend for themselves. Though he tried to shake her off, Kalahari stayed beside Kilah, until they reached Clan scent. They prepared to join.
{They haven't joined yet IC so I can't for see what will happen}
Roleplay Sample:
Shimmerbreeze nodded. "You still haven't answered my previous question: do we poison my father, or slit his throat? Slitting his throat will be messier, and no one but us will know who is responsible, while poisoning him will attract less attention, though I'll be the prime suspect. Both methods involve risk. The question is, which risk is smaller? Also, we have to think if we should have you join BirchClan officially before the murder, where they can only be slightly suspicious of you when it happened, or after, when you would surely be the only cat to have committed such a crime. The choice is yours, though I will be crucial to make it work either way. We must also consider your sister. What role will she play in this vignette of deceit?" Shimmerbreeze wondered how Shimmermist would answer her long stream of questions.
Comments (optional): Kilah's sister.
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