Post by Vipurr on May 20, 2013 3:41:40 GMT 1
Character Name:Jemima
Tribal Affiliation:Jellicles
Tribal Position: Member
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Family:
Older sister: Bombalurina through mutual mother.
Their mother is a queen in Macavity's warehouse. When Jemima was born, Bomba had already left the warehouse. Because her mother had a shred of humanity left in her, she begged a Hench to take Jemima to her Grandfather, Old Deuteronomy. She could not bare another child to be subjected to Macavity's ill contempt.
Father: Macavity- Jemima is not wise to this yet.
Grandfather- Old Deueteronomy- not wise to this yet.
Physical Appearance:
My Art
Personality: One word that comes to mind instantly from another tribe member is purity. Jemima is one who can tell what another is feeling. Her soul is one of innocence and grace. Usually she is the quiet one, but she knows how to enjoy her life. She views all life as a gift. Something to embrace. She looks for the truth in everything.
Jemima is not one to try and be a people pleaser. Surprising? Well she values the truth. She does not like when she knows someone lied. And often as a kitten, she got into fights with Electra because she would spat out that her friend had lied.
Another tribute Jemima is known for is her gift of song. The princess has a voice like flute. She somehow is able to find just the right words, and her emotion into her song, tends to draw others into it.
Jemima is in the process of finding out, she has been blessed with a special gift. She never understood why she was so intune with others. It was odd. She was a young princess yet she could have a mature adult conversation with many of the tribe members. However when to many members were near her, she tended to withdraw in her own little world. A barrier she built to shield her from confusing and growing panic. Jemima will find out why she has such strong senses around others. Jemima is an empath. A gift that she will use to the jellicles advantage once she learns to control it. Her understanding to another jellicle's situation is sometimes unnerving and she will find out why.
History:
Jemima is unsure if she was born in the yard or not. It is funny when she brings it up because everyone will suddenly change the subject. She felt as if they were worried something may be wrong with her. They feared her? No that could not be it. Could it? This was always a thought deep in her mind. Jemima was able to put it on the back burner though. She thoroughly enjoyed her friends company and the others in the tribe. Her first ball however, the young scarlet and ginger kitten realized how different she was.
All the songs went on, she participated, but she had a growing feeling of panic in her chest. As more jellicles came and danced and sang, the young female felt darker and engulfed into something that was not her. It was scary...and tiring. Then the ball itself came. Everyone was in the middle of the yard. Victoria, Leccy and Cettie all beckoned her to join them. Her heart pounded and the princess backed up into the pipe behind her. She was hyperventilating. She was almost in overload excitement and happiness but somehow the pot boiled over, she was fearful. So much all at once. what was happening. The poor kitten tried to come out after she soothed her breathing. She tried to join the dancing and only made it so far. Her nerves went into overload and she passed out. Abruptly ending the ball for most the jellicles.
They chalked it up to 'to much excitement and dehydration.' Jemima felt it was wrong, but took it as an answer. Something happened. She could almost read their thoughts. Emotions, definitely, but some gibberish came through of thoughts. It wasn't all clear. Jemima tried to bury the gift. She went on her life, sometimes trying to separate herself from others to get a break.
Powers: Jemima is an empath. Mostly she can feel others emotions. She uses it to her advantage in friendships and making sure someone is honest. When she concentrates hard enough, she can pick up bits and pieces of the jellicles thought process. This is much harder for her to do and requires a lot of concentration.
Big problem with her gift, not only does it overwhelm her, it causes her to seclude herself sometimes. Or burst into a fit of rage. Sometimes crying fits take over. During extremely stressful situations the gift can cause her to black out.
RP Sample: Electra was in a particularly tormenting mood today. Jemima felt tensed as soon as the princess walked into the room. Jemima, Victoria, and Etcetera were playing with their dolls Jennyanydots had made for them. Electra had hers gripped in her paws when she walked in.
"Good Morning Leccy" Jemima said guardedly. She was testing the waters on the feelings she had picked up from the tabby princess.
"Yea..morning" Came the response. The a grin appeared. "Hey Cettie, your doll looks as deformed as Grizabella" She started to pick on the defenseless white tabby.
"Does not" Cettie whimpered. She looked to Jemima. "Does it?"
"Of Course not Cettie," Her flute like voice brought a smile to her friends face. Jemima patter her friends leg and looked back at Electra. Electra must have been angry Jemima thwarted her fun, because now, Jemima felt livid.
"You don't need to do that to her Electra" Jemima growled. Her ears suddenly pinned and her fur reacted to her anger. This was unlike Jemima. She was usually the peace keeper.
Electra hissed "You are such a goodie goodie" the tabby princess was about to lunge at the scarlet princess but was met by Jemima's push. The little princess actually pushed her. It was like she knew what Electra wanted to do!
Inside Jemima screamed at herself that this was not right. She tried to stop. She was panting now. She felt confusion, and fear on top now. Victoria ....confusion...Cettie....fear....Leccy ......anger...No..can't take this. Jemima managed to sink to her knees.
"I....I'm so ...sorry..." She felt her feelings...no ...their feelings...subsiding. They never meant any harm. Nor did she.
"Jemima..I didn't mean anything by it.." Electra touched her friends shoulder. "I should never..." Jemima shook her head
"I'm sorry I pushed you.." She slowed her breathing.
"I think I need to talk to Old Deuteronomy...." She said and laid down to rest. She was suddenly so tired. Her friend continued to play quietly beside her. She would smile at them periodically to let them know she was alright...but was she?
Comments: (You
can put anything here including, what significant skills your cat
already has. How does he/she use those skills for the tribe? If you add
skills or other traits, please describe, how your character may use
them. Skills are changeable & is one of the few things that can be
altered in gameplay-but must make sense for your character. )
L
Tribal Affiliation:Jellicles
Tribal Position: Member
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Family:
Older sister: Bombalurina through mutual mother.
Their mother is a queen in Macavity's warehouse. When Jemima was born, Bomba had already left the warehouse. Because her mother had a shred of humanity left in her, she begged a Hench to take Jemima to her Grandfather, Old Deuteronomy. She could not bare another child to be subjected to Macavity's ill contempt.
Father: Macavity- Jemima is not wise to this yet.
Grandfather- Old Deueteronomy- not wise to this yet.
Physical Appearance:
My ArtPersonality: One word that comes to mind instantly from another tribe member is purity. Jemima is one who can tell what another is feeling. Her soul is one of innocence and grace. Usually she is the quiet one, but she knows how to enjoy her life. She views all life as a gift. Something to embrace. She looks for the truth in everything.
Jemima is not one to try and be a people pleaser. Surprising? Well she values the truth. She does not like when she knows someone lied. And often as a kitten, she got into fights with Electra because she would spat out that her friend had lied.
Another tribute Jemima is known for is her gift of song. The princess has a voice like flute. She somehow is able to find just the right words, and her emotion into her song, tends to draw others into it.
Jemima is in the process of finding out, she has been blessed with a special gift. She never understood why she was so intune with others. It was odd. She was a young princess yet she could have a mature adult conversation with many of the tribe members. However when to many members were near her, she tended to withdraw in her own little world. A barrier she built to shield her from confusing and growing panic. Jemima will find out why she has such strong senses around others. Jemima is an empath. A gift that she will use to the jellicles advantage once she learns to control it. Her understanding to another jellicle's situation is sometimes unnerving and she will find out why.
History:
Jemima is unsure if she was born in the yard or not. It is funny when she brings it up because everyone will suddenly change the subject. She felt as if they were worried something may be wrong with her. They feared her? No that could not be it. Could it? This was always a thought deep in her mind. Jemima was able to put it on the back burner though. She thoroughly enjoyed her friends company and the others in the tribe. Her first ball however, the young scarlet and ginger kitten realized how different she was.
All the songs went on, she participated, but she had a growing feeling of panic in her chest. As more jellicles came and danced and sang, the young female felt darker and engulfed into something that was not her. It was scary...and tiring. Then the ball itself came. Everyone was in the middle of the yard. Victoria, Leccy and Cettie all beckoned her to join them. Her heart pounded and the princess backed up into the pipe behind her. She was hyperventilating. She was almost in overload excitement and happiness but somehow the pot boiled over, she was fearful. So much all at once. what was happening. The poor kitten tried to come out after she soothed her breathing. She tried to join the dancing and only made it so far. Her nerves went into overload and she passed out. Abruptly ending the ball for most the jellicles.
They chalked it up to 'to much excitement and dehydration.' Jemima felt it was wrong, but took it as an answer. Something happened. She could almost read their thoughts. Emotions, definitely, but some gibberish came through of thoughts. It wasn't all clear. Jemima tried to bury the gift. She went on her life, sometimes trying to separate herself from others to get a break.
Powers: Jemima is an empath. Mostly she can feel others emotions. She uses it to her advantage in friendships and making sure someone is honest. When she concentrates hard enough, she can pick up bits and pieces of the jellicles thought process. This is much harder for her to do and requires a lot of concentration.
Big problem with her gift, not only does it overwhelm her, it causes her to seclude herself sometimes. Or burst into a fit of rage. Sometimes crying fits take over. During extremely stressful situations the gift can cause her to black out.
RP Sample: Electra was in a particularly tormenting mood today. Jemima felt tensed as soon as the princess walked into the room. Jemima, Victoria, and Etcetera were playing with their dolls Jennyanydots had made for them. Electra had hers gripped in her paws when she walked in.
"Good Morning Leccy" Jemima said guardedly. She was testing the waters on the feelings she had picked up from the tabby princess.
"Yea..morning" Came the response. The a grin appeared. "Hey Cettie, your doll looks as deformed as Grizabella" She started to pick on the defenseless white tabby.
"Does not" Cettie whimpered. She looked to Jemima. "Does it?"
"Of Course not Cettie," Her flute like voice brought a smile to her friends face. Jemima patter her friends leg and looked back at Electra. Electra must have been angry Jemima thwarted her fun, because now, Jemima felt livid.
"You don't need to do that to her Electra" Jemima growled. Her ears suddenly pinned and her fur reacted to her anger. This was unlike Jemima. She was usually the peace keeper.
Electra hissed "You are such a goodie goodie" the tabby princess was about to lunge at the scarlet princess but was met by Jemima's push. The little princess actually pushed her. It was like she knew what Electra wanted to do!
Inside Jemima screamed at herself that this was not right. She tried to stop. She was panting now. She felt confusion, and fear on top now. Victoria ....confusion...Cettie....fear....Leccy ......anger...No..can't take this. Jemima managed to sink to her knees.
"I....I'm so ...sorry..." She felt her feelings...no ...their feelings...subsiding. They never meant any harm. Nor did she.
"Jemima..I didn't mean anything by it.." Electra touched her friends shoulder. "I should never..." Jemima shook her head
"I'm sorry I pushed you.." She slowed her breathing.
"I think I need to talk to Old Deuteronomy...." She said and laid down to rest. She was suddenly so tired. Her friend continued to play quietly beside her. She would smile at them periodically to let them know she was alright...but was she?
Comments: (You
can put anything here including, what significant skills your cat
already has. How does he/she use those skills for the tribe? If you add
skills or other traits, please describe, how your character may use
them. Skills are changeable & is one of the few things that can be
altered in gameplay-but must make sense for your character. )
L
do know that when jemima is accepted you can't have any other cat with 'powers'. This I say so we are both clear on this matter 
