Post by Pouncival on Aug 6, 2011 20:40:56 GMT -5
Name: Pouncival
Alias(es):
Nickname(s): Pounce, Pouncie, "Why you little shit!"
Alliance: Jellicle
Bio Sex: Male
Gender: All man, yeah! Ahem.
Sexual Orientation: Closeted to the point he doesn't realise it yet.
Age (Human Years): "Practically 18"
Relations (Parents, Siblings, etc.): Mother: Jellylorum
Appearance:
Rather short, yet muscular. He works out. He is a dirty grey colour, with shades of brown blotches and stripes over his body. He has a patch of brown over one of his blue eyes. He is scruffy and considers himself a punk. As a result, he is always dying his hair different colours. Currently it's red. He wears punky clothing, including a belt that tries to imitate Tugger and various leather studs on his neck, wrists, and sometimes arms. His shirts rarely have sleeves. He has black leather boots and jeans with chains on them.
Personality:
He likes to think he's cool and punk. He rebels, but it's always to an almost trying too hard degree, and, besides his appearance, he is incapable of really rebelling. He can be a jerk to others, but it is usually all in jest. He is highly playful, and often commits highly creative and unpleasant pranks.
Tumble is his only true friend. Not that he doesn't get along with the others, but Tumble is the only one he ever really feels he knows, and knows him. As a result, he picks on Tumble more than anything, but he's never mean spirited. He would love it if his friend would rip on him back just as much. That's his idea of true friendship.
He can obsess over his appearance sometimes. He looks messy often, but that is carefully styled each day, as he wants to look rebellious, and he thinks scruff is more manly. He is actually very clean, and only starts to get musky after his daily workouts. He wants to have a body like Munkustrap's. Physically, he idolises Munkustrap as the ultimate man, but Tugger is the coolest. He gets the babes.
His unwitting closeting results in him being slightly homophobic. Not to the point where he hates them, but he finds it gross. He makes a lot of attempts to get it on with queens, especially Bombalurina, but he hasn't done anything yet, mostly because his attempts aren't that good. He is not Tugger, nor as humbly handsome as Munkustrap, though he likely will be one day.
Life Story (Important for Original Characters):
He was born in the junkyard. He grew up in the junkyard. He was never a special or different kitten, except maybe too curious for his own good, and thus got everywhere, and tried to escape supervision.
He knew Tumble, but after he played a casual prank on him, that upset Tumble more than Pounce expected, he tried to make amends. As a result, they became attached to each other, and never separated. Part of Pounce's outlandish behaviour is driven by wanting to be awesome in Tumble's eyes, because he's the only opinion that really matters. Tumble is the only one who knows that Pounce still sleeps with a stuffed rat toy he's had since he was born.
He has yet to realise he is in the closet. He won't without help.
Anything Else:
Pouncival and Electra. A match made in the closet.
Alias(es):
Nickname(s): Pounce, Pouncie, "Why you little shit!"
Alliance: Jellicle
Bio Sex: Male
Gender: All man, yeah! Ahem.
Sexual Orientation: Closeted to the point he doesn't realise it yet.
Age (Human Years): "Practically 18"
Relations (Parents, Siblings, etc.): Mother: Jellylorum
Appearance:
Rather short, yet muscular. He works out. He is a dirty grey colour, with shades of brown blotches and stripes over his body. He has a patch of brown over one of his blue eyes. He is scruffy and considers himself a punk. As a result, he is always dying his hair different colours. Currently it's red. He wears punky clothing, including a belt that tries to imitate Tugger and various leather studs on his neck, wrists, and sometimes arms. His shirts rarely have sleeves. He has black leather boots and jeans with chains on them.
Personality:
He likes to think he's cool and punk. He rebels, but it's always to an almost trying too hard degree, and, besides his appearance, he is incapable of really rebelling. He can be a jerk to others, but it is usually all in jest. He is highly playful, and often commits highly creative and unpleasant pranks.
Tumble is his only true friend. Not that he doesn't get along with the others, but Tumble is the only one he ever really feels he knows, and knows him. As a result, he picks on Tumble more than anything, but he's never mean spirited. He would love it if his friend would rip on him back just as much. That's his idea of true friendship.
He can obsess over his appearance sometimes. He looks messy often, but that is carefully styled each day, as he wants to look rebellious, and he thinks scruff is more manly. He is actually very clean, and only starts to get musky after his daily workouts. He wants to have a body like Munkustrap's. Physically, he idolises Munkustrap as the ultimate man, but Tugger is the coolest. He gets the babes.
His unwitting closeting results in him being slightly homophobic. Not to the point where he hates them, but he finds it gross. He makes a lot of attempts to get it on with queens, especially Bombalurina, but he hasn't done anything yet, mostly because his attempts aren't that good. He is not Tugger, nor as humbly handsome as Munkustrap, though he likely will be one day.
Life Story (Important for Original Characters):
He was born in the junkyard. He grew up in the junkyard. He was never a special or different kitten, except maybe too curious for his own good, and thus got everywhere, and tried to escape supervision.
He knew Tumble, but after he played a casual prank on him, that upset Tumble more than Pounce expected, he tried to make amends. As a result, they became attached to each other, and never separated. Part of Pounce's outlandish behaviour is driven by wanting to be awesome in Tumble's eyes, because he's the only opinion that really matters. Tumble is the only one who knows that Pounce still sleeps with a stuffed rat toy he's had since he was born.
He has yet to realise he is in the closet. He won't without help.
Anything Else:
Pouncival and Electra. A match made in the closet.