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Hello, it's me, your friendly neighborhood bother. Primal Instinct needs a new warden, and it could be you!
A caveat of this tryout is I'm looking for a cat Mother E'tani would know in her past. So when she comes into PI with the plot they would come with her. So to tryout you need to come up with a character that either met mother in her old home, or on her running from them, or her wandering after. Your first test as potential warden so to say would to come up with an interesting plot/idea for this meeting. I will then make a thread based of that past for us to rp the two.
THE FORMAT
USERNAME :
CAT NAME :
PICTURE :
BIOGRAPHY :
PLOT/IDEA TO HOW THEY MET MOTHER : FUTURE PLOT IDEAS :
HOW WOULD YOUR CHARACTER TIE IN TO THE UPCOMING PLOT :
Post by strawberrycupid on Jul 9, 2019 22:12:49 GMT -5
USERNAME : teardropsrevolution CAT NAME : Funk PICTURE : img.huffingtonpost.com/asset/57bb61831700001108c74c1a.jpeg?ops=scalefit_600_noupscale BIOGRAPHY : Ah, hello Sir? Ma'am? Hardly matters. You can't hide those wounds from my all seeing eyes. The way your muscles tense, eyes dart around and jaw clenches. You're in distress, no? What? You're not injured? Hahaha. Of course you're not. But you are unhappy, no? It hardly matters why. A bruised conscience is just as bad as a broken leg. If you can't think properly, how do you expect to contribute to your clan or group at all? Or function at all? Next thing you know, you'll be letting birds get away and the injured ones around you will be your allies. Resentment grows, you'll only get worse. Before you know it, you'll be no better than carrion along the side of the road. But today is your lucky day, my friend. You have unknowingly visited Funkbeat, Great Genius. You want happiness? Purpose? Be my guest! Please, right this way. What? A con artist? You really are delusional now, aren't you? We need to treat you stat. Look at me, my good cat. No con can keep up an appearance like this. Observe this lean muscle of one who is able to sustain themselves, the soft and kept auburn fur I'm able to keep, these dark bengal like spots and stripes that are reminiscent of royalty. Are these the light green eyes of a liar? Even my mouth is white, like my words that are pure and true. This and more can all be yours. All you must do is come with me. Your worries, loneliness, hardship, disappointment, grief and so much more will turn into happiness. Don't be shy, let me put you at ease. Simply making others happy is my dream, and I'll be one step closer with your help? Fine? You'll come? Great, right this way. If you want to show your thanks, be sure to appreciate the Great Genius Funkbeat... You want happiness and quick? Got it.
PLOT/IDEA TO HOW THEY MET MOTHER : ignoring the thread we've had for them, I got two. First is pretty simple, while Mother is wandering, she comes along Funk. Ever charming, he convinces her to let him heal her ears and wounds after she was chased out by the group. They talk, “bond” and go on their separate ways until Mother finds him and brings him to PI. Second idea is that Funk was part of the group Mother is. Only thing really established is that he joined a group, became a healer, poisoned the group into lunacy and then left. So, he joined the group when he was an older apprentice to adult, and was there for all the happenings. He'd go with the flow, not standing up for Mother but not berating her either, maybe help watering the seeds of rage in her. He could poison and leave the group before or after Mother does. If it's before, I can see him telling Mother and having them watch everyone loose it. If it's after, Funk figures it's about time he leaves too, so he poisons them and leaves. Maybe they meet up every now and again, but mostly float separately until Mother invites him to come along and he goes cause he's stupid and curious.
FUTURE PLOT IDEAS : Ok, so the cats realize they're in an rp forum controlled by twolegs and attempt to escape their cyber confines. Or what about a patrol finding a huge egg and it hatches into a dragon? In all seriousness, here's the start of something: "It starts out as nothing. Little things anyone could explain away. Like doors opening and closing and things moving by themselves. Everyone has a little fun, tricking each other and telling stories about it. Slowly things begin to get stranger. Cats say they see the manor building itself back up before falling apart. Things get harder to explain as prey begins to die followed by a few cats. It could be a plague, but it moves so slowly the pathologists, shamans and Funk don’t think so. It’s at this point when they are approached by an enigmatic cat, with a smile all teeth and an explanation for it all. Little do they know these happenings are only tremors. And they will soon be followed by an earthquake event that could potentially tear the group apart.”
HOW WOULD YOUR CHARACTER TIE IN TO THE UPCOMING PLOT : He'd be super into the sabotage part, giving the sabatoers all sorts of stuff to try on the Absum Lux cats. He's also met Shae and Yumemi-kepa so he could have some dirt on them.
COMMENTS/QUESTIONS/CONCERNS : please don't take my matrix plot seriously but also consider my matrix plot ily
BIOGRAPHY : “It is sometimes an appropriate response to reality to go insane.”
They used to tell him he was blessed, born when the planets aligned or favored by the gods themselves. So talented the young tom was, so vibrant, and full of life. Always a sparkle of mischief in his spring green eyes and a bounce to his step. He thrived under his fathers guidance and his mothers shrewd eye. Equal parts a fox as he was a hound, loyal but cunning as well. He cultivated these attributes and helped them flourish under his care. Until he was a household name among the city cats, known only as Hook, but known all the same. He brokered deals, made problems disappear, and brought about miracles. A jaunty tone to be whistled always at the ready when he came out triumphant. Perhaps he grew to large for his role, to confident or self-assured. Because one day he found himself ambushed, shoved under water as former partners tried to drown him. Eventually he passed out but he awoke alive rather than dead. Alive but also missing part of himself. His brain was all messed up, a puzzle missing pieces with no clear picture to begin with. A neurotic sort of madness was born in him that night, one that blossomed as he wandered lost through the city. Even his name forgotten to hi. All former grace and suave danger wiped from his memories; leaving a twitchy paranoid creature afraid of the very shadows he passed by. He didn't regain a name until an old ghost from his past came across her. Gifting him his old name of Sigmund even if he was no longer half the cat he used to be. She recused him from the trash, in the literal sense, and he followed her with the lost gaze of a puppy. The name she gave him was Mother but to him he was Savior. To weak to chase him off she tolerated his presence and around her he slowly started regaining old pieces of himself. A picture became clear as she told him more about his old pseudonym and what he used to do. Things that had been lost returned and old skills while dulled where quickly gathered into his repertoire once more to be sharpened. Soon the pathetic mutt the she-cat had taken pity on became a dangerous mind once again, more cynical than ever before. Not that those who came across them would ever know that though, for the tom on the outside is the same neurotic unstable mess he was when she found him. But they know the truth of him, and he knows the debt he owes her. So like the hound he carries within his character he will always come to her call. Clever like the kitsunes of old and more complicated than even the multilayered puzzle box he lets no-one know what lays within his true character. Those that show even a hint of suspicion are dealt with quickly. His name is Sigmund, once known by Hook. Predator of prey who is to say.
PLOT/IDEA TO HOW THEY MET MOTHER : Sigmund originally met Mother in his old home, where he was known as Hook and was a well-known assassin. Things changed though when those who hired him and began to view him as more powerful, and in an attempt to rid themselves of him attempted to drown him in a local river. Sigmund survived, but barely, and suffered memory loss and slight brain damage due to the lack of oxygen he sustained from being held under for too long. Mother saves him from a trash can and recognizes him, but then quickly realizes he's now useless. She tries to ditch him but instead Sigmund follows her, believing she will protect him from the "spooks" as she calls it.
FUTURE PLOT IDEAS : I would love an all out war with the clans at some point. Something where Mother now wants to expand, and uses other cats who might hold grudges to instigate these wars. Pretty stereotypical, but it would be interesting if she was even able to conquer some of these places and do things like require a sacrifice every moon or so to ensure the clans are actually loyal to her now. Something to bring Primal Instinct to its usual dark roots.
HOW WOULD YOUR CHARACTER TIE IN TO THE UPCOMING PLOT : Sigmund would be Mother's right hand man and will probably carry out whatever duties she wants from him. Whether that's simply spying on Shae or assassinating certain cats that might become a threat.
COMMENTS / QUESTIONS / CONCERNS : ur cutie patooty <333333
