Post by medium on Jan 13, 2007 17:00:35 GMT -5
Medium: ...I mean, nobody pays attention to anything I do. I don't even know why I'm bothering to post this. It's not like anyone will care about--
Ah, what's the point? To the bio, then. I am:
t h e m a i n c a t ;
xxname
Mediumxxage
About 20 moonsxxbreed
Stray; one part Havana Brownxxappearance
Medium has a light, dusky brown pelt, flecked with darker brown. His fur os pretty much the same color as the ground, so cats' eyes tend to pass right over him without seeing him. His eyes are a muddy dark amber.
He is not handsome or ugly; strong or weak; fast or slow; skilled or unskilled; he is completely nondescript. Ordinary. Nothing at all about his physical appearance makes him stand out in the least.xxpersona
Medium's attitude is not at all like his appearance; he is colorful and fun. He enjoys adventuring and exploring as much as lazy days. He loves the rain, and sometimes dances in it shamelessly.
It's not like anyone notices.
He gets very frustrated; it seems like no one ever listens to anything his says, and nobody seems to know his name. Sometimes he is inturrupted in mid-conversation, and he could often yell at the top of his lungs and usually no one would look up. He could say something funny and original, and no one would notice; and ten minutes later, the cat next to him could say the same thing and the others would comment on his originality, leaving Medium quite irritated, as you might imagine.
He is not a depressed or even a sad cat. He tends to view his invisibility with a kind of slightly bitter, ironic humor.
He is quite reckless; he feels fear like any other cat, but he ignores it. Sometimes doing insane things will get him noticed where nothing else can, and also, being reckless can be fun.xxstory
Medium's history is completely ordinary. He was born to a rogue mother who was too independant for the Clans; her name was Grayscale, and she wanted her little ones to be safe. When they were trained and grown, she sent them to the Clans.
Medium is now seeking entrance to a Clan, along with his bright, colorful, pretty sister Contrast.
He doesn't hate Contrast, but he does envy her and the attention she gets for her skills and her beauty.xxnotes
Contrast will probably die at some point.
And someday, Medium will get a can of paint dropped on him, and his fur will be dyed rainbow. Then his name will be changed to Colorbreak. xD
t h e s e c o n d a r y ;
*name
Contrast
*age
About 20 moons
*breed
Stray; one part Havana Brown
*appearance
Contrast is quite the noticible cat; she is very pretty, and delicate-looking as a flower. She is a very light brown tabby with a snow-white underbelly and white paws. She has a mask of slittering silver fur around her brilliant golden eyes.
She is quite large for a she-cat.
*persona
Contrast acts exactly like she looks. She is playful and outgoing; her loud voice and bouncy nature tend to get her attention. She is everything her brother is not: good-looking, outgoing, noticible, skilled...
And while she loves her older brother, she does not pay much attention to him. She is quite busy running around and meeting new cats.
*story
Contrast's history rather interesting. She was born to a rogue mother who was too independant for the Clans; her name was Grayscale, and she wanted her little ones to be safe. When they were trained and grown, she sent them to the Clans.
Contrast is now seeking entrance to a Clan, along with her ordinary, invisible brother Medium.xxnotes
Contrast will probably die at some point.
And someday, Medium will get a can of paint dropped on him, and his fur will be dyed rainbow. Then his name will be changed to Colorbreak. xD
