Post by chaostheory on Jun 19, 2007 17:26:54 GMT -5
N A M E : Chaostheory
G E N D E R : tom
A G E : Adult
L O O K S : : i hate everything about you :
P E R S O N A : Bitter. Angry. Violent. Chaostheory is an anarchist with a ferocious temper and a general hatred of all things, with few exceptions. He dislikes the company of others, and has no qualms with killing. Authority figures such as leaders he holds in the greatest contempt, followed shortly by all other spineless Clan cats, then all other cats period. Cats always want to moan about their problems; they should suck it up. They don't know when they have it good.
Chaostheory does not want to hear about anyone else's problems. He's got enough on his own.
H I S T O R Y : Chaostheory was born in the harsh mountainlands, where the winters were bitterly cold, and where savage Clans fought in endless, bloody wars. These Clans fought over food, over land; they were driven to war by their instinctive hatred of each other; often, they fought for no reason at all.
Chaostheory's mother was a coward who fled from the strongest of these Clans and mated with a rogue. Chaostheory was reguarded with open contempt and hostility by those who had once been her Clanmates and those who knew of his half-blood.
His mother died from complications of the kitting, leaving Answer, his father, to care for the litter. Answer carried the kits through deep snow to an old queen whose litter had recently been killed by the chill. Then, Answer vanished; he hadn't cared all that much for Chaostheory or his mother in the first place.
The old queen was a hard perfectionist, which was a lousy characteristic for a mother. She pushed the young kits too hard and too early and had a vicious tongue, and soon Chaostheory was all that was left.
In addition to being adamant and fussy, the old queen was often selfish, and forced Chaostheory into hunting for her, even in the worst of weather. This resulted in near death on many occasions, as the mountains are a dangerous place.
Chaostheory hated the queen. As soon as he could, he abandoned her to starve alone.
He left the mountain range for good, and journeyed through snowy passes and deep valleys and steep cliffsides to reach this land. He ringed StoneClan land and found the Rogue Meadow, where he still resides. His harsh upbringing made him bitter and jealous and angry, and he wants to get even.[/i]
G E N D E R : tom
A G E : Adult
L O O K S : : i hate everything about you :
P E R S O N A : Bitter. Angry. Violent. Chaostheory is an anarchist with a ferocious temper and a general hatred of all things, with few exceptions. He dislikes the company of others, and has no qualms with killing. Authority figures such as leaders he holds in the greatest contempt, followed shortly by all other spineless Clan cats, then all other cats period. Cats always want to moan about their problems; they should suck it up. They don't know when they have it good.
Chaostheory does not want to hear about anyone else's problems. He's got enough on his own.
H I S T O R Y : Chaostheory was born in the harsh mountainlands, where the winters were bitterly cold, and where savage Clans fought in endless, bloody wars. These Clans fought over food, over land; they were driven to war by their instinctive hatred of each other; often, they fought for no reason at all.
Chaostheory's mother was a coward who fled from the strongest of these Clans and mated with a rogue. Chaostheory was reguarded with open contempt and hostility by those who had once been her Clanmates and those who knew of his half-blood.
His mother died from complications of the kitting, leaving Answer, his father, to care for the litter. Answer carried the kits through deep snow to an old queen whose litter had recently been killed by the chill. Then, Answer vanished; he hadn't cared all that much for Chaostheory or his mother in the first place.
The old queen was a hard perfectionist, which was a lousy characteristic for a mother. She pushed the young kits too hard and too early and had a vicious tongue, and soon Chaostheory was all that was left.
In addition to being adamant and fussy, the old queen was often selfish, and forced Chaostheory into hunting for her, even in the worst of weather. This resulted in near death on many occasions, as the mountains are a dangerous place.
Chaostheory hated the queen. As soon as he could, he abandoned her to starve alone.
He left the mountain range for good, and journeyed through snowy passes and deep valleys and steep cliffsides to reach this land. He ringed StoneClan land and found the Rogue Meadow, where he still resides. His harsh upbringing made him bitter and jealous and angry, and he wants to get even.[/i]