Post by archer on Jan 23, 2009 2:21:38 GMT -5
Let it BE
Blitz
to attack suddenly and without warning; -ed, Of being high or wasted to the extreme.
It's a: Male
Can you count that high?: 37 months
For who?: Loner
How experienced?: Warrior
Can you describe him?:
[Well, generally...]
Blitz is a rather skinny cat, but thanks to loads of fur, he's commonly misconcepted as being somewhat bigger than he really is. Not to say that he's so skinny that he doesn't have some toned muscle here and there, because he does.
His legs continue in a similar, slender pattern as the rest of his body, but are always latent with power and speed. They are willowy, in a way, long and slender, but strong. As for his tail, it is also quite long, and is always flicking back and forth behind him.
[His fur was like this...]
Blitz's facial fur held characteristic markings of a tabby, but flowed into a more pure and soft polychromatic gradient tan that never really settled into one shade or another. Past that, down his long legs and down the length of his tail, the stripes return, becoming more frequent the farther from his body they were.
[Yea, I remember his face...]
Beginning with a soft curve at the jaw, his face becomes more set and solid. But it all seems like framework around a masterpiece as the centerpiece of his face is seen; green, leaf green eyes that sparkle in the right light, his eyelids locking in an ever-languid looking expression about a quarter down his eyes.
What was he like?:
Blitz is the kind of tom that all the younger kits aspire to be, the idol of cool. Armed with a killer smile, a voice fit for singing epics, and a classy kind of charm, Blitz is certainly a she-cat's type of man.
[Comedy]
Definitely funny, the kind of wit that's hard to beat in a bout of playful ribbing. He loves to laugh and smile, and does so at every opportunity, usually whether something is funny or not. This also makes him fairly easy to get along with.
[Drama]
He doesn't like the way other cats take everything so seriously sometimes. Blitz has figured out the key to avoiding drama as well as possible, and uses it often. He just doesn't get too involved in anyone's life. Or at least, tries not to. However, he does, sometimes, fall for the right cat.
[Mystery]
He doesn't like to talk about much of his past, and it keeps a mysterious feel about him when the topic of his sudden appearance in the forest happened. Nobody quite knows, and he's never told anyone, and Blitz certainly isn't the type to let everything out to one person.
What about his past?:
It started when Blast, a Tom rogue known for his enormous size, and Epicheart, a Cloudclanner, fell in love. They had met when Blast started hunting in Cloudclan territory. She caught him, and proceeded to question him. After some smooth-talking on Blast's part, they promised to meet again.
After a few moons, she was pregnant. Unfortunately, nobody knew who's it was except for her, and when she admitted her love for Blast out of guilt, she left the clan peacefully. Blast and Epic, as she liked to call herself now, started a peaceful abode on the outskirts of the forest.
This is where Blitz and his two siblings, Ringer, and Shine were born.
They raised him well. Blast was surprisingly well-suited to be a father, and raised the three kits well. Blitz was the less-talkative of the three, and it was seen early on that he just wanted to have fun and experience the pleasures of an easy life.
He was taught to hunt and such, and he did it well, but he simply didn't care for it. Blitz was a minimalist from early kithood, and only did what he had to to survive. It seemed he was rather good at fighting, however. He could spot weakspots quickly and noticed flaws in technique no problem.
Blitz was never really one to lead a life of tragedy, it was all a happy story of a family that suceeded. Yes, they all went seperate ways (save the mother and father) when old enough, but they were all fit for survival and ready to take on the wilderness.
He has lived by himself for two years or so now, and he's been doing a pretty good job. Minimal scarring and a healthy physique, he's looking at a decent life expectancy with a smile.
In Character:
Blitz was happy.
Not that that wasn't expected. He was usually seen with a smile gracing his oft-languid face. He had just eaten a decent lunch, and he was laying outside his den with his sister and brother. They made sure to meet at one's place of residence at least once a week. This week it was his turn to host, which meant that he had to do some extra hunting, but he was happy to.
They laid in general silence, until he finally spoke, breaking the ambient sounds of the forest, "I like this." It was a simple statement, but his siblings knew what he meant.
"Yea..." Shiner agreed. She was never one to use a superfluous amount of words.
Then Ringer chimed in his concurrence, "Definitely." Ringer was always the smarter of the three.
"It's things like this that just...do it for me, ya know?"
"Yea..."
"Definitely."
Oh yea, Blitz was happy.
Does he have relatives?:
Father: Blast
Mother: Epic
Siblings: Ringer & Shine [/b]
Other: N/A
Codewords: Painting Portraits of Ghosts
Blitz
to attack suddenly and without warning; -ed, Of being high or wasted to the extreme.
It's a: Male
Can you count that high?: 37 months
For who?: Loner
How experienced?: Warrior
Can you describe him?:
[Well, generally...]
Blitz is a rather skinny cat, but thanks to loads of fur, he's commonly misconcepted as being somewhat bigger than he really is. Not to say that he's so skinny that he doesn't have some toned muscle here and there, because he does.
His legs continue in a similar, slender pattern as the rest of his body, but are always latent with power and speed. They are willowy, in a way, long and slender, but strong. As for his tail, it is also quite long, and is always flicking back and forth behind him.
[His fur was like this...]
Blitz's facial fur held characteristic markings of a tabby, but flowed into a more pure and soft polychromatic gradient tan that never really settled into one shade or another. Past that, down his long legs and down the length of his tail, the stripes return, becoming more frequent the farther from his body they were.
[Yea, I remember his face...]
Beginning with a soft curve at the jaw, his face becomes more set and solid. But it all seems like framework around a masterpiece as the centerpiece of his face is seen; green, leaf green eyes that sparkle in the right light, his eyelids locking in an ever-languid looking expression about a quarter down his eyes.
What was he like?:
Blitz is the kind of tom that all the younger kits aspire to be, the idol of cool. Armed with a killer smile, a voice fit for singing epics, and a classy kind of charm, Blitz is certainly a she-cat's type of man.
[Comedy]
Definitely funny, the kind of wit that's hard to beat in a bout of playful ribbing. He loves to laugh and smile, and does so at every opportunity, usually whether something is funny or not. This also makes him fairly easy to get along with.
[Drama]
He doesn't like the way other cats take everything so seriously sometimes. Blitz has figured out the key to avoiding drama as well as possible, and uses it often. He just doesn't get too involved in anyone's life. Or at least, tries not to. However, he does, sometimes, fall for the right cat.
[Mystery]
He doesn't like to talk about much of his past, and it keeps a mysterious feel about him when the topic of his sudden appearance in the forest happened. Nobody quite knows, and he's never told anyone, and Blitz certainly isn't the type to let everything out to one person.
What about his past?:
It started when Blast, a Tom rogue known for his enormous size, and Epicheart, a Cloudclanner, fell in love. They had met when Blast started hunting in Cloudclan territory. She caught him, and proceeded to question him. After some smooth-talking on Blast's part, they promised to meet again.
After a few moons, she was pregnant. Unfortunately, nobody knew who's it was except for her, and when she admitted her love for Blast out of guilt, she left the clan peacefully. Blast and Epic, as she liked to call herself now, started a peaceful abode on the outskirts of the forest.
This is where Blitz and his two siblings, Ringer, and Shine were born.
They raised him well. Blast was surprisingly well-suited to be a father, and raised the three kits well. Blitz was the less-talkative of the three, and it was seen early on that he just wanted to have fun and experience the pleasures of an easy life.
He was taught to hunt and such, and he did it well, but he simply didn't care for it. Blitz was a minimalist from early kithood, and only did what he had to to survive. It seemed he was rather good at fighting, however. He could spot weakspots quickly and noticed flaws in technique no problem.
Blitz was never really one to lead a life of tragedy, it was all a happy story of a family that suceeded. Yes, they all went seperate ways (save the mother and father) when old enough, but they were all fit for survival and ready to take on the wilderness.
He has lived by himself for two years or so now, and he's been doing a pretty good job. Minimal scarring and a healthy physique, he's looking at a decent life expectancy with a smile.
In Character:
Blitz was happy.
Not that that wasn't expected. He was usually seen with a smile gracing his oft-languid face. He had just eaten a decent lunch, and he was laying outside his den with his sister and brother. They made sure to meet at one's place of residence at least once a week. This week it was his turn to host, which meant that he had to do some extra hunting, but he was happy to.
They laid in general silence, until he finally spoke, breaking the ambient sounds of the forest, "I like this." It was a simple statement, but his siblings knew what he meant.
"Yea..." Shiner agreed. She was never one to use a superfluous amount of words.
Then Ringer chimed in his concurrence, "Definitely." Ringer was always the smarter of the three.
"It's things like this that just...do it for me, ya know?"
"Yea..."
"Definitely."
Oh yea, Blitz was happy.
Does he have relatives?:
Father: Blast
Mother: Epic
Siblings: Ringer & Shine [/b]
Other: N/A
Codewords: Painting Portraits of Ghosts