Post by Snap on Oct 29, 2010 12:44:26 GMT -6
Name: Snap
Age: 39 moons old
Gender: Tom
Gang: Fang Gang
Rank: Head Alpha
Relations:
None known.. (yet)
Appearance:
Snap is a brown tabby with black stripes. He has pale green eyes that always glint with some degree of insanity. The tom has a very muscular build, which is easily seen when he's either simply just taking a scroll, or fighting to the death. His coat is of medium length, and is normally messy. He doesn't like to groom himself because his metal teeth (Most are implanted, the back most are steel-plated) get in the way and cut his tongue when he tries to do so. He has a unusually long tail and long black claws. Snap has a black spiked collar that glints eerily in the streetlights.
Personality:
Snap is basically a kit at heart -curious, and always getting into danger. However, it's the danger he's gotten into that's made him great. He ability to manipulate the situation to his liking has gotten him to the top of Fang Gang as Head Alpha. He always must get his way, or he will be angry. The few who have tested it haven't walked on the Earth since.
History:
Snap was supposed to be breed to perfection by his Twolegs -but unfortunately has been mildly inbreed like many in his Gang. He started out on the bottom, but after play-fighting with his peers he slowly gained his first rank. Since then, he was put into battles without any training... and he still hasn't lost a fight yet. Fighting has almost been a natural thing to Snap, something he contributes to not really ever knowing who his true mother was.
He met Zexion at a young age, around the time he was merely a Gamma. He befriended this Tom, and normally gets along with him. As for Zexion's Gang-mates, he could care less. Actually, Snap could care less for anyone other than himself, because that's all that's ever mattered to him -surviving, not loving.
Now he is the Head Alpha of Fang Gang, and rules with an iron fist (or paw ) to make sure things run according to plan, not exactly how everyone would like, or what would be the easiest.
Roleplay Example:
Snap was sitting on top of the old worn-out inside baseball stadium that he called home. The wind whistled around him, threading though his fur. He turned his green eyes to a Twoleg in messy pelts, pushing a shopping cart. Inside the metal-like stuff was food... Snap smelled burgers. Cheese burgers. His favorite.
The tom leaped down, jumping from the edge of the building, to some piping around the outside, to the trashcans until he reached the ground. No one else was around at this time of night, and he would take advantage of it... he needed a late night snack. The Head Alpha padded up to the Twoleg, and meowed first. He wanted to see of begging would get him the special treat, but the Twoleg Hobo only looked down, scowled, and continued on his way. Snap drew his ears back, and started hissing warning the stupid Twoleg of his dumb choice but the dumb big muttering pink creature didn't even pause. He ran and jumped up into the cart, finally getting a response from the stinky Twoleg. It was mad, and telling him to "Shoo! Get outta here you darned cat, I need food more than you filthy God-forsaken creatures!" Finding the cheese burger, Snap carefully clasped it in his teeth, tearing the Twoleg stuff around it. He turned to the Twoleg, flashed his steel teeth, and ran away when the Twoleg was too speechless to move after seeing his greatest weapon.
Picture:
Snap -
His Collar -
Lolz, I wrote this all in my Computer Class. ;D We had free time today!
Age: 39 moons old
Gender: Tom
Gang: Fang Gang
Rank: Head Alpha
Relations:
None known.. (yet)
Appearance:
Snap is a brown tabby with black stripes. He has pale green eyes that always glint with some degree of insanity. The tom has a very muscular build, which is easily seen when he's either simply just taking a scroll, or fighting to the death. His coat is of medium length, and is normally messy. He doesn't like to groom himself because his metal teeth (Most are implanted, the back most are steel-plated) get in the way and cut his tongue when he tries to do so. He has a unusually long tail and long black claws. Snap has a black spiked collar that glints eerily in the streetlights.
Personality:
Snap is basically a kit at heart -curious, and always getting into danger. However, it's the danger he's gotten into that's made him great. He ability to manipulate the situation to his liking has gotten him to the top of Fang Gang as Head Alpha. He always must get his way, or he will be angry. The few who have tested it haven't walked on the Earth since.
History:
Snap was supposed to be breed to perfection by his Twolegs -but unfortunately has been mildly inbreed like many in his Gang. He started out on the bottom, but after play-fighting with his peers he slowly gained his first rank. Since then, he was put into battles without any training... and he still hasn't lost a fight yet. Fighting has almost been a natural thing to Snap, something he contributes to not really ever knowing who his true mother was.
He met Zexion at a young age, around the time he was merely a Gamma. He befriended this Tom, and normally gets along with him. As for Zexion's Gang-mates, he could care less. Actually, Snap could care less for anyone other than himself, because that's all that's ever mattered to him -surviving, not loving.
Now he is the Head Alpha of Fang Gang, and rules with an iron fist (or paw ) to make sure things run according to plan, not exactly how everyone would like, or what would be the easiest.
Roleplay Example:
Snap was sitting on top of the old worn-out inside baseball stadium that he called home. The wind whistled around him, threading though his fur. He turned his green eyes to a Twoleg in messy pelts, pushing a shopping cart. Inside the metal-like stuff was food... Snap smelled burgers. Cheese burgers. His favorite.
The tom leaped down, jumping from the edge of the building, to some piping around the outside, to the trashcans until he reached the ground. No one else was around at this time of night, and he would take advantage of it... he needed a late night snack. The Head Alpha padded up to the Twoleg, and meowed first. He wanted to see of begging would get him the special treat, but the Twoleg Hobo only looked down, scowled, and continued on his way. Snap drew his ears back, and started hissing warning the stupid Twoleg of his dumb choice but the dumb big muttering pink creature didn't even pause. He ran and jumped up into the cart, finally getting a response from the stinky Twoleg. It was mad, and telling him to "Shoo! Get outta here you darned cat, I need food more than you filthy God-forsaken creatures!" Finding the cheese burger, Snap carefully clasped it in his teeth, tearing the Twoleg stuff around it. He turned to the Twoleg, flashed his steel teeth, and ran away when the Twoleg was too speechless to move after seeing his greatest weapon.
Picture:
Snap -
His Collar -
Lolz, I wrote this all in my Computer Class. ;D We had free time today!