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TTT Application: Douglas

DoctorCritical

Published: Apr 27, 2012

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Description

Another for this amazing group! I WAS going to do an amphibian cat... But I couldn't find an amphibian I liked LOL

_{Name
Douglas

Age
4 years

Gender
Tom

Rank
War Chief

Breed
Tuxedo (bicolour)

Tribe
Insectum

Totem
Cobalt Blue Tarantula

Ability
I HAVE THE POWER: Upon receiving his totem, the tarantula, Douglas has achieved the blessing of intimidation and hypnotism... When in the dark, which is when he most often fights, the paint on his fur brightens, and his facial markings give him the appearance of having eight eyes and fangs at his mouth. And if that doesn't work, the slight poison of his teeth and his soul of steel will assure his victory in any case.

Accessories
TOTEM: His totem is almost always worn. Sometimes this consists of simply a tangle of spider webbing, but the scent of the poison on his breath actually does well to attract the creatures.... More often than not, his totem is actually a spider, slung about his neck. It is said that sometimes these spiders stay for long periods of time, working at a web about Douglas's neck.

Personality
Douglas is, in a word, monstrous. He doesn't necessarily have an aggressive or bloodthirsty way of doing things, but he certainly isn't a pleasant tom to be around. He cares for nothing but himself, often going so far as to have a vicious god complex, and it is well known that he could care less about another's life. In fact, he is dangerous in that he doesn't even take time out of his life to worry about his Chief's safety...in his eyes, if one cannot help themselves, then they cannot be helped at all.

A working philosopher, Douglas spends often days at a time simply thinking about something. In fact, the only time he really lashes out at anyone in a particularly violent fashion is when they disturb this thought process, and the results are nearly too graphic to explain. While he has a very finely tuned sense of right and wrong, Douglas pays no attention to it, and if he gets an impulse that what he's doing is morally wrong he simply adds the feeling to a torrential hurricane of play-back emotion that eventually unleashes on someone innocent.

In a nutshell, Douglas is calm and collected, doesn't get visibly angry quickly, and is often frustrated with even the slightest forms of idiocy.

Likes
The quiet, spiders, the taste of his own venom (in a slightly masochistic way, even), seeing others in pain, being regarded for his intelligence, when cats fear him

Dislikes
Loud noises, resistance, everyone, when someone kills one of his spiders, sleeping, fire

History
Douglas was born into the Insectum Tribe, to parents that cared little of his existence. From infancy he was inadvertently taught that loneliness was the feeling of yearning for pity, and that to be successful, he had to be ruthless and cruel. He was strongly opposed to this lifestyle, but his parents were adamant... He unwillingly studied under them, and was in training to become a medicine cat before he was a year in age.

Which is when it all went to hell, naturally. He was 2, with both parents deceased or gone (his father and mother, respectively), and he was a flourishing medicine cat, when the tree fell. During a particularly violent thunderstorm, Douglas was tending to a cat with a stomach ache, not noticing as the lightning struck a tree, causing it to come crashing down... A fire ignited, and the deafening crash of the wreck caused Douglas to stumble as he was crushed into the tree's branches. It wasn't until five minutes was over before he was dragged out...not a scar splintered his coat, but his hearing was completely shot, and his mind was altered in a way that flipped his entire essence. He became withdrawn and thoughtful, and before he knew it, he was a totally different tom.

Life continued, and, confused about the happening of the storm and blindly stumbling about to find a reason, Douglas eventually found himself pinning the blame on the cat whose sickness he was mending. He grew bitter and angry about it, the same time he received his totem... He clawed his way into the War Chief rank, and still the tarantula, his perfect totem, leads him yet to the path of black, and the more he is left to ponder, the more poisonous his fangs grow.

Family
????: Father, deceased
????: Mother, deceased

Relationships
N/A

RP Example
The morning was crisp and clear. Douglas padded through the camp over which he momentarily ruled, when the Chief was out hunting... Exhausted, he sat on the lip of a small rocky outcropping, raising his half-lidded brown eyes towards the sky. Nearby, he could hear some cats speaking to one another, but he wasn't about to read their lips... He walked forward on his paws until he was laying down, the sun already working to warm his dark back.

Extra Information
Ever since his accident with the falling tree, Douglas's sense of hearing has been damaged...not entirely, but enough to make a difference. He has to be at least five feet from the cats he's listening to, and even then a good portion of their voices are high-pitched squealing.
He hates cats commonly because of his incident with the storm. Douglas's hatred of others actually made him quit his being a medicine cat.}

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iamblossom

Dec 25, 2013

Wow! this char is fantastic! i love the glow idea, it's great. he also looks like a very interesting character. I hope I get to RP with you in the future!