Post by asylum on Apr 26, 2012 9:54:32 GMT
Dorian
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Nearly 4 years • Male • Feline • Domestic Shorthair • loner
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PERSONALITY |[/font]
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Dorian likes to view the world in simple black and white. There are cats and dogs, males and females, good and evil, attractive and ugly. He lives for his looks, never keeping a hair out of place. To him, the world must only be filled with outward beauty. The sick and repulsive are a weak and lower species; equal to the worth of canines. His cruel nature extends to his ‘love-life,’ finding pleasure in manipulation and domination. Dorian finds himself as a model of perfection of the feline form. He would prefer to be the topic of conversation, and the shine in the spot-light. Approaching others, Dorian’s always a gentlemen first, and attempts conversation with as much class as he can muster towards whom he speaks.
Being trained from birth, by his father, that felines are superior made it clear in his mind that canines aren’t deserving of life.That mentality rolled into his view of aesthetics. He holds some amounts of respect for male cats, especially larger species. Being the epitome of the ideal, he’s particular with females. While he searches for one that will hold his eye, as well as his respect, Dorian enjoys taking advantage of naivety. Under controlled circumstances, he enjoys the torture of others, mental and physical; but refuses to fight. His refusal to fight stems from fear of injury, fear of disfiguration, no matter how minimal.
• likes | Being the center of attention | Himself | Manipulating
• dislikes | Canines | Sick Creatures | Things he finds repulsive in appearance
• goals | Rid the world of those vile canines | Meet a large species feline
• fears | Aging | Losing his appearance and strength
• strengths | Fearless | Persuasive | Forceful
• weaknesses | Short-sighted | Cynical | Intolerant
• mental disorders | Possible Narcissistic Personality Disorder
APPEARANCE |[/font]
Dorian is rather fit, having light muscle and bulky frame. He pride’s himself on his appearance and tolerates nothing short of his definition of perfection. His amber eyes always attract attention, standing out against his duel colored fur. His ears are rather small compared to his broader head. Dorian’s fur atop him is completely black, and a clear line separates it from his entirely white underbelly. The only white relatively on top of his coat is his face and the tip of his tail, also marked in white. Dorian’s favorite feature on himself is the mask of black that covers half his face, once being told it’s a metaphor of his beliefs. Not a scratch is visible on Dorian’s skin, his avoidance of physical violence makes sure of that. He holds himself with sophistication, whether he is or not.• height | 10 in
• weight | 10 lbs
• fur colour | White and Black
• eye colour | Amber
• scars | N/A
• noticeable features | Fur pattern, Striking eyes.
• physical disorders | N/A
HISTORY | [/font]
At birth, Dorian had always been the favorite of his father. His mother had been manipulated completely by his father and was willing to bend to his every wish. Dorian’s obsession with vanity grew over time, yet was still lightly present as a kitten. The example of his parents had set up entirely how Dorian would be raised. His mother was to care for him, and his sister, while his father taught him the ways of life. Always praised, Dorian excelled at his fathers lesson. Regularly he witnessed his father attacking both his sister and mother; Dorian only was being punished once for flinching while he watched. Several times Dorian’s sister confided in him, hoping he’d protect her. His fear of his father’s disapproval held within him, keeping his mouth shut.
Fully grown, shadowed by night, Dorian’s sister left. Barely a week later, Dorian’s father passed. His mother hoped to persuade his thought’s to a more open view of life, but Dorian’s mind was already fully clouded over with his father’s ideals. Knowing he could survive on his own, he left his mother.
As if to fuel his theories, he’d me at few felines that spoke of foul canines that roamed. Dorian never experienced any creature larger then his own species, and the things those cats spoke of created a fear of unknown in him. That fear grew into a hatred. They also spoke of massive felines, larger then dogs, that could kill a canine with a single bite. Those were the one’s that peaked Dorian’s interest, growing a wanting to meet one of those mighty cats one day.
• season born | Fall
• place of birth | Hexasol.
• family | N/A
memorable events | Watching his father beat his mother | Meeting the ragtag group of cat’s who spoke of horrid beasts and powerful felines
• link to image of character | www.flickr.com/photos/yousukezan/6592684045