Post by vanya, on May 24, 2011 17:21:29 GMT -6
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2v1ndpe.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 200px; height: 500px;] [style=width: 400px; height: 200px; background: #c49ca9 url(http://i55.tinypic.com/2a5eyyx.png); border: solid #ffffff 4px;] [/style] [style=text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 6px; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 10px; color: #252525; background: #fafafa; opacity: 0.8;]the king and his men stole the queen from her bed and bound her in her bones [/style][style=text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; line-height: 6px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8px; font-style: italic; color: #252525; background: #fafafa; opacity: 0.8;]the seas be ours and by the powers, where we will we'll roam - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/style][style=color: #B0C4DE; font-size: 25px; text-align: center; font-family: arial black; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px; width: 400px; text-transform: uppercase;]► PUNK THE PIRATE CAT [/style] [style=overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 200px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; color: #252525; line-height: 100%; background: #fafafa; opacity: 0.5; text-align: justify;] Why do you shun me for who I am? FOR I AM PUNK of the great high seas Age four years, vaguely. Gender tom Rank rogue How can I hide in the shadows of the unknown? WHEN MY PELT IS BLACK AND WHITE and my eyes are sharpest green Scars various little scars that heal, are reopened, and heal again with time. Appearance Punk is a very striking cat. Tall and muscular with long fur, he's built for great balance and strength. The majority of his coat is deep black, with white over his paws, chest, and chin. There's a small black spot on his chin close to his mouth, and his nose is black, interrupting the thin blaze that goes up the center of his face just past his eyes. His whiskers stand out from his pelt, pure white and long, though tattered. His tail is long and bushy. Around his neck, he wears a plain red bandanna, a remnant of his former life as a ship cat. reference image Why do you judge me for what I’ll become? JUST BECAUSE I’M ARROGANT AND FIERCE Personality Punk is a little bit...off. He's crazy, to say the least, and speaks with a strong accent. He's quite...pirate-y. He likes to use pirate terminology and knows a lot about boats (he laughs at the Clan cats that call them water monsters). His first love is the water, and he is not at all afraid of getting wet or swimming. He's a bit of a bully, and believes himself to be the strongest cat ever. "I've killed a shark with my own claws," he'll boast to a nearby cat, though the cat may have absolutely no clue what a shark is to begin with. He tends to stick in AspenClan territory, as he has a decent friendship with Aster the barn owl. However, he prefers to be where there is water, and thus roams the borders to visit the river. He wants to return to a ship again, but for now, he is content to assert himself as the grandest cat in all the land. Preferences he loves the sea, and for cats to bow down to him. Secret Ambitions to become some grand leader of something, he's not really sure. He just knows he's destined for something great. Strengths/Weaknesses He's a strong fighter, but he's not very fast, and his arrogance can make him stupid and pig-headed in battle. How am I punished for what my kin has done? EVEN IF MY PARENTS ARE UNKNOWN AND PROBABLY DEAD Family n/a History Punk's earliest memory is of the crowded, hot, ventless room of a ships's cargo hold. He was wedged tightly between two crates. With no siblings and no mother to be seen, he mewed helplessly for what felt like hours, his voice growing weaker and weaker with each passing minute. He was so young, but he believed he was going to die, right there. But soon, his calls attracted a short, wiry Twoleg with lurid inked markings all over his hairless body. He picked up the kit, smiled, and since then, Punk had been his. His Twoleg's name was Frank, and Frank cared for the kit with care. He kept him on a ship with him, and from listening to Frank and his fellow sailors, Punk learned a wide variety of nautical terms. He fell in love with the water, and being out on the open sea...catching fish from the freshly retrieved nets and feeling the ocean air in his fur. But one day, Frank looked at him sadly and put him down on the dry land. "I'm sorry, Punk," he said, and walked away. Confused, Punk watched him go. Punk stayed there for a long time before returning to the shipyard that'd been his home. There were many boats, but Frank's boat was no longer there. It was then he realized...he'd been marooned. Left on an island, without his crew and his ship. And he's been here ever since. Sample RP  You call me by the name I’ve lied I meet in secret with those who’ve died Though life is not’ but treachery This life is all the life in me [/style][style=color: #B0C4DE; font-size: 18px; text-align: center; font-family: arial black; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px; width: 400px; text-transform: uppercase;]hoist the colours high [/style] [style=text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 6px; font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px; color: #252525; opacity: 0.8;]BIO: (DONE), AWESOMENESS: HE'S A PIRATE, LYRICS: HOIST THE COLOURS template made by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 [/style] |
