Post by mistressbitch on Jan 14, 2010 16:03:34 GMT -5
Name: Cassandra
Alias(es) (ie. Human, Tribe, Alter Ego): Isis by her humans.
Nickname(s): Bitch, if anything.
Alliance (Jellicle, Macavity, Stray, House Pet, Other Tribe): Jellicle.
Bio Sex: Female
Gender (Optional): Female
Sexual Orientation (Optional): A preference for toms but would really take anything she deems pretty and/or would 'better' her reputation.
Age (Human Years): 25
Relations (Parents, Siblings, etc.): None, and seems to prefer it that way.
Appearance: Cassandra is a very tall, sleek queen, coffee coloured, with short slick fur. Her face is exotic with beautiful almond shaped eyes and prominant cheekbones, and a smirk worthy of any temptress. She wears tight fitting clothing that shows off her figure without being trashy, choosing instead to look high class like she believes she is.
Personality: Cassandra is a very high-class, stuck up sort of feline - her looks alone prove it. She feels like she deserves respect, and often believes she has it, although most would tell you otherwise. She runs along a similar route to Bombalurina when it comes to relationships, although it could be said she is more shallow and uncaring than even the scarlet queen at times. Cassandra is just in it for the fun, she doesn't care who's heart she breaks in the process. One night she might be all over you, the next day she'll be as cold as ice, almost as if she never knew you. She tends to be catty and make snide comments about others, not always having the tact to even say it behind their backs. On a whole, she just seems nasty all around. But she doesn't realize it's a character flaw. She also has a slight accent, but it's muddled and unrecognizable due to living out of her original country for so long. And while she will boast about being foreign, she can't even remember what country she was from, so tends to shut up when asked.
Life Story (Important for Original Characters): Cassandra came from a foreign country when she was still a very young kitten - which one? Even she doesn't remember. What accent she has is left over from her kittenhood, and mostly gone apart from the slight twang here and there. She lived quite the boring life of a sheltered house-cat (although she did manage to pick up her insufferable pride from her humans) until somewhere in the beginning of her teenage years, where she dared to venture outside, not knowing anything of the world past her doorstep. She was in for quite a shock, as halfway through her venture she was nearly run over by a car (completely naive to what a car was, after all) but a young tom managed to rescue her from such fate (was thinking Munk, but can be left unknown/changed if someone wants to volunteer. Could be Alonzo too, actually, depending on age). The tom happened to be a Jellicle, and thus was her introduction to the Jellicle tribe, though it would ben some time before she was considered part of it. It's unknown who she got her taste for sex from, as she refuses to tell, but somewhere in her later teens she started in on her bitchy, high-class-hooker ways, and hasn't looked back since. She still enjoys the pampers of house-cat life, but spends quite a bit of time in the junkyard. She still whines about how dirty it is from time to time (and, if it has to do with strays, will whine about how dirty the cats are) but will admit it is some of the best feline interaction she can get, and even she gets lonely.
Anything Else: Has a bit of a soft spot for Alonzo. Not sure how to properly show affection, she prefers to get attention from him by being an ass to him or sleeping with his friends. She finds it a much better sport that way.
Alias(es) (ie. Human, Tribe, Alter Ego): Isis by her humans.
Nickname(s): Bitch, if anything.
Alliance (Jellicle, Macavity, Stray, House Pet, Other Tribe): Jellicle.
Bio Sex: Female
Gender (Optional): Female
Sexual Orientation (Optional): A preference for toms but would really take anything she deems pretty and/or would 'better' her reputation.
Age (Human Years): 25
Relations (Parents, Siblings, etc.): None, and seems to prefer it that way.
Appearance: Cassandra is a very tall, sleek queen, coffee coloured, with short slick fur. Her face is exotic with beautiful almond shaped eyes and prominant cheekbones, and a smirk worthy of any temptress. She wears tight fitting clothing that shows off her figure without being trashy, choosing instead to look high class like she believes she is.
Personality: Cassandra is a very high-class, stuck up sort of feline - her looks alone prove it. She feels like she deserves respect, and often believes she has it, although most would tell you otherwise. She runs along a similar route to Bombalurina when it comes to relationships, although it could be said she is more shallow and uncaring than even the scarlet queen at times. Cassandra is just in it for the fun, she doesn't care who's heart she breaks in the process. One night she might be all over you, the next day she'll be as cold as ice, almost as if she never knew you. She tends to be catty and make snide comments about others, not always having the tact to even say it behind their backs. On a whole, she just seems nasty all around. But she doesn't realize it's a character flaw. She also has a slight accent, but it's muddled and unrecognizable due to living out of her original country for so long. And while she will boast about being foreign, she can't even remember what country she was from, so tends to shut up when asked.
Life Story (Important for Original Characters): Cassandra came from a foreign country when she was still a very young kitten - which one? Even she doesn't remember. What accent she has is left over from her kittenhood, and mostly gone apart from the slight twang here and there. She lived quite the boring life of a sheltered house-cat (although she did manage to pick up her insufferable pride from her humans) until somewhere in the beginning of her teenage years, where she dared to venture outside, not knowing anything of the world past her doorstep. She was in for quite a shock, as halfway through her venture she was nearly run over by a car (completely naive to what a car was, after all) but a young tom managed to rescue her from such fate (was thinking Munk, but can be left unknown/changed if someone wants to volunteer. Could be Alonzo too, actually, depending on age). The tom happened to be a Jellicle, and thus was her introduction to the Jellicle tribe, though it would ben some time before she was considered part of it. It's unknown who she got her taste for sex from, as she refuses to tell, but somewhere in her later teens she started in on her bitchy, high-class-hooker ways, and hasn't looked back since. She still enjoys the pampers of house-cat life, but spends quite a bit of time in the junkyard. She still whines about how dirty it is from time to time (and, if it has to do with strays, will whine about how dirty the cats are) but will admit it is some of the best feline interaction she can get, and even she gets lonely.
Anything Else: Has a bit of a soft spot for Alonzo. Not sure how to properly show affection, she prefers to get attention from him by being an ass to him or sleeping with his friends. She finds it a much better sport that way.
