04-29-2018, 08:47 PM
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Approximately 26; appears as 18 | Birthday somewhere in December | Ages realtime
TNW: Flintlock Lodge | Loyal to people, not groups | NPC X NPC | No siblings
Demisexual panromantic | Single | Scared of relationships
Caucasian | Reference & Reference
 4'11 typically between 85 and 100 lbs. Slim and fragile.
 Sickly pale skin, extremely messy light brown hair
 Soft green eyes, has a blue starry backpack
 Wears a single paid of pajamas which are brown plaid. Has blue bunny slippers
 Coated in mud and dirt. Hasn't bathed in ages, smells like literal garbage. Tends to attract gnats and flies
50% HEALTH | Has one large gash down his back that zags a bit down. Has a thin but long scar down the bottom of his left arm. Covered in bruises, has a healing busted lip. Nose is broken. Small scar down side of cheek. He has numerous scars down his back and legs. Constantly sore. Struggles with hypersomnia, depression, IED and PTSD.
Trope & Trope & Trope | personality here
55/100 Physical Difficulty | 80/100 Psychological Difficulty | 40/100 Short-Term Recovery
Cat tends to have a lack of strength due to multiple reasons, but he fights as viciously as he can and knows how to keep himself alive even if he gets battered in the process. He's quick and uses his size to his advantage, but relies heavily on weapons.
 Carries a knife at all times in pockets
Attack in bold RED or similar | @ DARWIN for quick responses | PM for any major plots.
Friendly or nonviolent actions may be powerplayed, but won't be reacted to very well.[/spoiler]
Cat nodded at Roque, deciding now to just keep an eye on his surroundings. Besides the powder shit attacking his feet, he didn't spot any further danger. He just had to watch out for Roque, and he now knew that other people were here too. The trees felt less safe now and more of a towering threat as he felt a bit closed in, form shuddering in the cold and his teeth loudly clacking together in uncontrollable shivering.
Cat couldn't bring it in himself to return a smile, his lips a scowl, drool slightly slipping from his lips, especially as he eyed the bag and heard of the food contained in it. He took a couple of steps closer, cheeks puffing out and hands trembling in fear at the idea that he was most vulnerable reaching for the bag. So he tried to make it quick, his hands flicking out and trying to jerk the bag from Roque's hand as he looked inside. He looked up a most, looked at Roque, and for a moment confusion and curiosity crossed his features before returning to an almost pout as he had to say the magic words. "Thanks." It sounded forced, his nose wrinkling the more he studied Roque. What a weird guy. It was weird, and suspicious - Cat was sure of it.
[align=center][div style="width: 507px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"][spoiler=A CAT HAS NINE LIVES | TAGS; 4/28/2018]Jonathan Cat Hunter | Introduced + only known as Cat | Cisgender male, he/himCat couldn't bring it in himself to return a smile, his lips a scowl, drool slightly slipping from his lips, especially as he eyed the bag and heard of the food contained in it. He took a couple of steps closer, cheeks puffing out and hands trembling in fear at the idea that he was most vulnerable reaching for the bag. So he tried to make it quick, his hands flicking out and trying to jerk the bag from Roque's hand as he looked inside. He looked up a most, looked at Roque, and for a moment confusion and curiosity crossed his features before returning to an almost pout as he had to say the magic words. "Thanks." It sounded forced, his nose wrinkling the more he studied Roque. What a weird guy. It was weird, and suspicious - Cat was sure of it.
Approximately 26; appears as 18 | Birthday somewhere in December | Ages realtime
TNW: Flintlock Lodge | Loyal to people, not groups | NPC X NPC | No siblings
Demisexual panromantic | Single | Scared of relationships
Caucasian | Reference & Reference
 4'11 typically between 85 and 100 lbs. Slim and fragile.
 Sickly pale skin, extremely messy light brown hair
 Soft green eyes, has a blue starry backpack
 Wears a single paid of pajamas which are brown plaid. Has blue bunny slippers
 Coated in mud and dirt. Hasn't bathed in ages, smells like literal garbage. Tends to attract gnats and flies
50% HEALTH | Has one large gash down his back that zags a bit down. Has a thin but long scar down the bottom of his left arm. Covered in bruises, has a healing busted lip. Nose is broken. Small scar down side of cheek. He has numerous scars down his back and legs. Constantly sore. Struggles with hypersomnia, depression, IED and PTSD.
Trope & Trope & Trope | personality here
55/100 Physical Difficulty | 80/100 Psychological Difficulty | 40/100 Short-Term Recovery
Cat tends to have a lack of strength due to multiple reasons, but he fights as viciously as he can and knows how to keep himself alive even if he gets battered in the process. He's quick and uses his size to his advantage, but relies heavily on weapons.
 Carries a knife at all times in pockets
Attack in bold RED or similar | @ DARWIN for quick responses | PM for any major plots.
Friendly or nonviolent actions may be powerplayed, but won't be reacted to very well.[/spoiler]