Post by CLAW on Aug 23, 2012 16:17:40 GMT -8
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HISTORY: Claw was abandoned by her mother when she was just 18 months old. She was left somewhere behind an abandoned old build with no food, no water, and no one to take care of her. About two days later, at night, when she was only moments away from death, a sleek, black cat walked by along the wall and looked down at her with blood red eyes. Claw whimpered and stretched out her hand, making sort of a clawing motion with her small, chubby little hand, wanting to ask for help, but not knowing how. The cat meowed, and looked down at her, and that’s when it happened. She doesn’t really remember what happened, but she suddenly felt stronger, faster, better. She could hear everything around her, and could see everything so much clearer. Her mind was so much sharper, and she stood up for the first time without any help. She ran, she jumped almost about ten feet into the air, and after that, and the cat, or at least a cat that looked like it, followed her around everywhere, and that is where her adventure began.
After that, she stole everything she needed from the humans; food, water, and even a few toys and trinkets to play with. She decided to name herself Claw, her name was more of a feeling then a word, but Claw was the closest she could get to it. She was always in her +anima form because she preferred it much more than her human form, and it was much more powerful too. Ever since she got her power, she has never changed into her human form, never. If she wanted to go out in public, she laid her ears flat on her skull and covered them with her hair, and tucked her tail underneath her shirt, but she rarely went out in public. She can blend in easily with the shadows, and she always moved around without making a sound, and she could balance on anything with ease. She was an amazing killer. She would kill anyone to get what she wants. Human lives meant nothing to her; she felt no compassion towards them like she did with other animals. The first time she killed someone, she was about four years old. The human had caught her stealing something, and she slashed at the human with her claws and ran off.
Every day, she moved somewhere else, sleeping in a different tree every night. Over the years, she learned what humans are, and what they do to people like her. As she learned more and more she grew angrier and angrier. They were capturing her own kind and forcing them to do their will? That just wouldn’t do. She wanted to go straight to one of Supernus or Dignitas and slaughter them all, one by one, but she knew she couldn’t do that alone. She heard about this one group who mostly agreed with her views, but she wasn’t sure if she wanted to join them, at least, not yet.
One day, when she was seven years old, the humans had actually started coming after her. She was always able to get away, and by getting away she means killing them all, but she didn’t always get away unscathed. She acquired numerous scares over the years, but she didn’t care. In fact, she thought they looked pretty cool. They looked pretty tough; they showed she had survived an attack. As more and more humans started coming after her, the more and more she and her cat, which she named Midnight, were at risk of getting caught. One day, there were just too many for her and Midnight to handle, and they killed her, they killed her cat, they killed her Midnight. She growled and hissed and attacked with even more ferocity than before. She killed all the humans easily, then ran away and cried for the first time since she got her power.
That’s when she decided to join that group, Fatum. She traveled around, searching for them, and eventually found them on her own, tracking people’s rumors and listening for what people said. She was ten years old when she joined them, and at first they didn’t really take her seriously because of her age. She hated it when people did stuff like that, underestimated her because of her age, so she attacked. I don’t want to get into the specifics, but let’s just say they respected her a lot more after that. In fact, they respected her more than almost anybody else in the group, and with that reputation, she quickly rose to the top. She became the Second in Command when she was eleven years old, and it had been that way ever since.
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SEE THE LIGHT:
- Brave, she will fight anyone.
- Smart, she is mentally gifted, so she's very good at learning and picking up on patterns and that kind of stuff.
- Determined, she will never give up on anything, no matter what.
- Rebellious/Independent, she will follow no rules but her own. (This is neither positive or negative, but I thought it was kind of important.)
- Honest, even though it does't seem like it, she had never told a lie in her life, ever. She knows it will just make things harder, and make her have to make more lies.
- Reckless, she will attack anyone, anywhere, anytime, which isn't always the best idea...
- Vain, she can sometimes be a little too confident of her abilities...
- Rebellious/Independent, she will follow no rules but her own. (This is neither positive or negative, but I thought it was kind of important.)
- Bloodthirsty, she will do anything to try to get into a fight.
- Sore loser, she refuses to lose, even when she's already lost.
- Fighting
- Climbing
- Winning
- Allies (or as other people call them, 'friends')
- Nature
- Getting bored
- Humans
- Losing
- Enemies
- Uselessness
- Being Afraid
- Kind of afraid of losing
- List your character's dreams or goals
- Winning the war
- Killing all of her enemies
OOC NAME: Claw
AGE: "13"
GENDER: Female
HOW YOU FOUND US: Proboards support advertising board.
SERIES STATUS: Not reading it.
OTHER CHARACTERS: None
ANYTHING ELSE: Very devout atheist, please don't try to say anything religious because I will debate you.
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