Post by [[vIeW on Apr 10, 2009 15:13:04 GMT -5
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GENDER :
Tom
POSITION :
Leader
AGE :
32 Moons
PICTURE :
Don't have one.
QUICK DESC. :
Banestar is a black medium furred tom with yellow eyes.
APPEARANCE : Banestar's eye's are a clear,piercing yellow that could stare deep into your soul.They are moonshaped at the bottom and flatten out at the top.His head is a soft edged triangle,fluffing out a bit along the sides. His body is of medium length, lithe, with well-developed muscles.Banestar's legs are slender in proportion to his body, with a fine bone structure. His paws are medium sized and oval. Bane has a fairly long tail, broad at the base and tapering to a point.While he gets a great deal of his characteristics from his Abyssinian half of the family, his pelt and ears are mostly Bombay.
Banestar's pelt is black down to the roots,with a rare occasional white hair showing up.Which he usually pulls out,depending on his mood.His coat is short and close-lying, with a fine, satin - like texture, and patent leather sheen,however it is surprisingly thick.Even more so now that his pelt has adjusted to the cold temperature.His ears are on the verge of being wide-set and are medium sized, broad at the base and pointy at the tips.
Something you notice first about Banestar,is the limp he has in his left hind leg.Don't worry;it doesn't affect him in the slightest.He tends to try and hide it,as it is a memory of his past.A part he prefers not to remember.
PERSONALITY : Consider yourself lucky if you become close to Banestar. Although he is pleasant enough to all the clan and loves a "friendly" chat with any cat, there are few cats who can say they are truly close to Banestar. There are only a few choice cats Banestar would trust his life with, and they, they are his best companions. Such as his deputy. Banestar would not be able to survive without the support of these choice allies. They are his advisor's and his sanctuary. He knows that they are always ready with strong advice, or a moment to just let him vent his problems, which doesn’t come very often.
As a leader, Banestar must come up with many solutions to many problems. The task can sometimes be a bit trying. He never regrets becoming Leader, but during times of extreme pressure, as anyone else would, can’t help but wish it was just a bit easier. However, even in the toughest time, he remains strong and tries not to let his own, personal problems influence his decisions as a Leader. He knows that his clan deserves only the best from him, and so he will not settle for anything less than his best.
Not only does he settle for nothing less than his own best, but he makes sure that his warriors always give one-hundred percent of themselves too. They trained and trained to become the best warrior, and so they might as well put those skills to good use. Otherwise, their mentor’s time was wasted, and Banestar absolutely detests wasting time. If someone slacks off and fails they are sure in for it. They will really get chewed up and spit out, and that is something you REALLY don’t want. You had really better not break any rules while he is mad. Normally, he is very understanding, and will give out fair punishment, like “Oh, so you ate some prey before feeding the clan, you can’t have fresh-kill tonight then.” But if you catch him on a bad day, his emotions might cloud his mind and make you give all of your fresh kill to the elders for a day.Or something worse.Banestar is a very abnormal cat.. Around other cats not from his clan Banestar is distant and somewhat arrogant.He has a quicker tongue around them and a smaller amount of patience.
Of course this is only when he isn't evil.You see,Banestar has a bit of a multiple personality problem.One of them is good and fair,the other a sadistic beast.The dark side is as followed.
He is a harsh critic and does not accept anything but the very best. He is sarcastic to all but the ones he needs on his side, to whom he talks with a overly-smooth glib that is rather sickening to watch. Rather much like a politician, he is overly like able, but some cats smell a rat when they look at him. It's not like he makes any attempt to hide his ambition or arrogance.
Banestar is cunning and plans come easily to him.He's not afraid to put these plans into action.Risking lives?Who cares,they got in the way.Endangering himself?He's already dead so who cares.And he is always right.Ever if a battle plan goes awry he will just say it's the timing or the cats. Even around his clan-mates he is snappy and impatient,though a bit more kind.He hates error however and will not hesitate to strike out; physically and mentally.His eyes gain a fire then,a cold dead fire.His tone is harsh,somewhat insane.He is cruel ,malicious.He is a ruthless leader,unfearing of anything.
HISTORY : His mother was a purebred Bombay and his father was supposed to be one as well.Supposed to be.It didn't turn out that way.Banes father instead was the leader of a rouge band who came upon Bane's mother one night and mated with her.At birth though,he was thought to be purebred and the best of his litter.This of course caused jealousy from his litter mates. The worst one of all was his sister, Timber.She taunted him mercilessly and often tried to fight him.His brothers,Ace and Sunset,were not much better. They ganged up on him often, trying to mar him.
So it was no real sadness when they were all sold to different people.Bane was sold to a girl and her family that lived a few miles away from the clans.He lived peacefully there for a little but the loyalty it required,he didn't have it.So he left for a city not far away.He took up residence in a abandoned building and lived a decent life there.Then he met Patchedmemory,a rouge cat.She had wandered too far away from her group,after a fit of anger and was lost.Bane took her in and they soon fell in love.They mated and lived peacefully together.Then,one day after he came back from hunting,she was gone. Blood stained the floor and signs of a fight were everywhere. Bane joined a rouge band to help deal with his troubles.He witnessed horrible things there but he convinced himself that it was just the way the world was. He joined in and became somewhat of a deputy to the leader.
During this time he seemed to be in a trance.It was broken one stormy night when the leader was about to murder a Russian blue she-cat,the same type of cat that Patchedmemory had been. He rebelled against the leader and took his life.
Horrified at what he had done,he left the city.Finding remains of a trail and following the words of loners he came to the mountains,and ran into Shadowclan.Of course then he didn't know that is was Shadowclan,or that it was even a clan.He learned soon enough though.The medicine cat liked him and prented that there was a sign that he should join the clan.Or at least he thought she pretended.The cats were hostile and one even started a fight with him,giving him the nasty limp and scar that he has today.But when trouble arose guess who saved the day?Banestar.Unfortunatly the deputy was killed then and there was no one appropirate to take his place.So Banestar did.
His leader had never been a really healthy cat,but was wise. She had known that she was going to die soon after she had caught whitecough. She died quickly. Banestar became leader, even with the disapproval of many clan cats riding behind him.Starclan accepted him and that was all that mattered.He has tried to lead well,but when his sinister personality takes over things tend to happen.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE :
Banestar sat just inside his den,the shadow cleverly hiding him.Only his eyes could be seen,glowing a bright yellow.If a two-leg would see him they would probably call him a halloween cat,but since there are no two-legs around it doesn't matter. Banestar was thinking,or wallowing in self-pity,whatever you chose to call it.He was thinking about his multiable personalities and how they exhausted him so.
Banestar's dark side loathed the light side of him,and vise-versa.Right now he was about neutral,about what a somewhat dark leader would be.Soon,he would change to a lighter mood,one who was a good leader.But right now he was just coming out of his dark persona.And he was rather depressed.
The past few weeks had been bad,with him and his evilness,he had been so critical.The clan could take it but,it had to still hurt some.Or maybe not.But there was nothing that could be said about his behavior to his clan-mates.He was mildly surprised that they hadn't chased him out yet.But then again this was ShadowClan,the toughest and best clan.
Thinking this,his mood lightened considerably and he stepped out side.His neatly groomed black pelt glowed in the evening sun.His stomach rumbling he stepped toward the fresh kill pile and grabbed a piece of prey,realizing that there were only a few pieces left.Gulping down his prey,he sat looking over his clan.
CODEWORD:
dang...codeword,codeword...ah yes. Snowbound
OTHER :
Not my best rp example but one of the better ones with him.[/ul]
