Post by Shadow Spirit on Jan 7, 2007 2:08:44 GMT -5
I'm sorry for the person I became.
I'm sorry that it took so long for me to change.
I'm ready to be sure I never become that way again
'cause who I am hates who I've been.
Who I am hates who I've been.
I talk to absolutely no one.
Couldn't keep to myself enough.
And the things bottled inside have finally begun
To create so much pressure that I'll soon blow up...
Character's name: Chasm
Gender: Tom
Age: 84 moons
Description:
Make his eyes a swirled gray and add numerous scars and there is Chasm.
Chasm has gray, seemingly endless eyes that are his namesake. The only part of his fur that is not black are two silvery patches on his shoulders that look like "wings." He also has innumerable scars all over his body. (will be drawn soon)
Personality: Chasm is very aloof and solitary, he hates twolegs with a vengeance and he's not very comfortable around other cats either. He's a tortured soul who has never known what a friend is...he hopes to change that, if even a little. The process will be aganozing, but if it works, he will stand by that cat even if it means his life.
History: When he was young he had no idea what he intended to do with his life, but he soon had the decision made for him. He was actually bred to be a fighting cat, which is more or less the equivalent of dog fighting but with cats. The twolegs who bred him from his parents were looking for a perfectly formed killer to make them rich. For most of his 7 years he was forced to attack half-starved cats that couldn't fight back, so he would get a taste for blood.
Then, when he was old enough they put him into an enclosed ring with another fighting cat and forced them to battle. Often times the victor only won after killing his opponent. The twolegs used water hoses and pepper spray to anger and goad them on throughout the fights. He lived his life like this for 7 years, winning battle after battle and becoming both physically and mentally scarred. Until one day when his twolegs were discovered by the police and the humane association. They stormed the property and crated all of the other cats, but Chasm knew that only euthanasia awaited him there, so he escaped. Out the window he leapt and ran into the woods.
Having been born into a killer's life, he had no fears and was more than capable of taking care of himself. Now he is wandering the forest, perhaps he will stumble upon the clans...
I'm sorry that it took so long for me to change.
I'm ready to be sure I never become that way again
'cause who I am hates who I've been.
Who I am hates who I've been.
I talk to absolutely no one.
Couldn't keep to myself enough.
And the things bottled inside have finally begun
To create so much pressure that I'll soon blow up...
Character's name: Chasm
Gender: Tom
Age: 84 moons
Description:
Make his eyes a swirled gray and add numerous scars and there is Chasm.
Chasm has gray, seemingly endless eyes that are his namesake. The only part of his fur that is not black are two silvery patches on his shoulders that look like "wings." He also has innumerable scars all over his body. (will be drawn soon)
Personality: Chasm is very aloof and solitary, he hates twolegs with a vengeance and he's not very comfortable around other cats either. He's a tortured soul who has never known what a friend is...he hopes to change that, if even a little. The process will be aganozing, but if it works, he will stand by that cat even if it means his life.
History: When he was young he had no idea what he intended to do with his life, but he soon had the decision made for him. He was actually bred to be a fighting cat, which is more or less the equivalent of dog fighting but with cats. The twolegs who bred him from his parents were looking for a perfectly formed killer to make them rich. For most of his 7 years he was forced to attack half-starved cats that couldn't fight back, so he would get a taste for blood.
Then, when he was old enough they put him into an enclosed ring with another fighting cat and forced them to battle. Often times the victor only won after killing his opponent. The twolegs used water hoses and pepper spray to anger and goad them on throughout the fights. He lived his life like this for 7 years, winning battle after battle and becoming both physically and mentally scarred. Until one day when his twolegs were discovered by the police and the humane association. They stormed the property and crated all of the other cats, but Chasm knew that only euthanasia awaited him there, so he escaped. Out the window he leapt and ran into the woods.
Having been born into a killer's life, he had no fears and was more than capable of taking care of himself. Now he is wandering the forest, perhaps he will stumble upon the clans...
