Post by Neko on Aug 17, 2008 15:13:05 GMT
The Basics
Name: Nikki Ashton
Alias: Neko
Age: 15
Type: Were-cat (Like werewolf only turns into a cat human)
Gender: Female
Location: Jump City
Height: 5'5
Weight: 120lbs
Relations
Lover:
Crush:
Past Fling:
Current Fling:
Linage
Grandmother: Deceased
Grandfather: Deceased
Mom: Kimberly Ashton (Deceased)
Dad: Adrian Ashton (Killed by Nikki)
Siblings: N/A
Personality
Nikki is very shy around other people, even during the day when she is normal, this is understandable due to the nature of her transformations, which cause her great pain both emotionally and physically. She is fairly smart, having been the daughter of a scientist she picked up a few things, she has no friends, mostly because she is afraid to make any, thinking they would not wish to be friends with a were-cat, especially one who might eat them if it got hungry enough. Nikki is easily upset, sometimes crying at the simplest of things, whether it be someone shouting at her, or just someone bumping into her in the middle of the street, she doesn’t deal with pain to well as a human, but her were-cat state is stronger and more agile therefore making her a little more tolerant of pain. Nikki is very submissive towards others in her human state, doing anything she is told without question, which can often lead to problems.
When in her were-cat state, Nikki cannot always control her animal instincts and will more often than not hunt humans as opposed to rats or other simpler prey. She is thoroughly disgusted with this form, going into deep despair whenever she changes at night, she tends to hide in the shadows hoping that no one will dare enter them for fear of what could be lurking. She is not very optimistic about things, which is perhaps a rather awkward trait, she is not trusting of others at all, due to her ill treatment by her father, her distrust tends to lean towards men more than women though.
History
Neko was born Nikki Ashton, the daughter of a wealthy scientist, unfortunately her mother died when she was very young and her father had to bring her up on his own. He was never a very caring father in the beginning but Nikki’s mother brought out the best in him, her kind and loving nature making him change but his attitude towards Nikki become increasingly uncaring when she died, it started small, simple things like ignoring her when she would say good morning, forgetting her at meal times leaving her to fend for herself most of the time. Nikki found his attitude towards her hurtful and could not comprehend why he would treat her so badly when all she had ever given him was love.
Her father was researching into animal DNA, finding out what gave animals certain attributes, and how it controlled their instincts, how each creature knew how to survive without ever really being taught. He theorised about the effects of animal DNA on humans, writing papers on how using cells from various species could help people who suffered from certain diseases, of course no one was willing to fund the research he was doing deeming it too dangerous to use humans as test subjects, knowing that no one would be willing to become a guinea pig for the sake of this experiment. Angered at the rejection her father became violent, instead of ignoring Nikki now, he beat her, causing her to become increasingly withdrawn, until she became totally submissive around him, that was when he had an idea, to use his own daughter as a test subject.
Nikki was subjected to horrendous experimentation in her fathers lab, but she did not fight back, did not scream or yell, she just let it happen, too scared to say or do anything. The experiments were not the success her father had hoped for however and he was about to find out what playing with nature could do. One night whilst Nikki was locked in her cage, she felt terrible pain coursing through her body, and she began to change, her hands gaining fur, her nails becoming claws, she was turning into a cat, her father having been experimenting with Wild Cat DNA, but she still remained her human body for the most part looking like some strange werewolf. She broke the lock on her cage and escaped, her now imbedded animal instincts telling her to feed, and her father happened to get in her way, Nikki killed him quickly, her fangs ripping the flesh from his throat before she realised what she had done, she backed away from the corpse tears streaming down her face.
A few years later, there was a report that some kind of creature was lurking in jump city, everyone claiming werewolf and of course the usual non believers claiming it as a hoax, but it was no hoax. Nikki’s transformations only happened at night, by day she was a normal teenager, but how could anyone pretend to be normal, when they knew what they would become?
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Roleplay Example
Darkness, a perfect time to hunt, to find ones prey, to feed upon their essence to nourish your own, a simple task in life, but a necessary one and an ancient one, for as long as animals and humans had lived they had hunted for food, killed when there was need and left things well enough alone when there was not, a smart animal knew when prey was vulnerable and knew how to separate it from the herd when it was not. Green eyes glinted in the moonlight, a figure watching hungrily from the shadows as a group of teenagers walked down the street, laughing and joking as humans did, their flesh was warm, inviting asking to be sunk into with sharp fangs, wishing for their blood to spill on the ground in a red pool, they weren’t even aware of the presence, aware of the hunger that burned with white hot intensity inside the creatures brain, all it knew was that they would make an excellent meal, if only one could be picked off, just one.
A low growl escaped the creatures mouth as it moved through the shadows following the group quietly, never letting its eyes leave them for a second, to watch them all, so strong in their little packs but oh so vulnerable by themselves, the remembrance of screams and cries, shrieks of fear as the claws imbedded in the flesh tearing it from the bone. Saliva spilled from the side of its mouth before it was wiped away with a paw, a human looking paw, besides the fur and the obvious claws, they were definitely human, or at least in part. A were-cat, more rightly a were-wild cat, but then who really cared? All that scientific mumbo jumbo to matter to her, no she just wanted to play with the mice, the human kind, the girls who thought they were so beautiful their hair all glossy, they were all the same on the inside, she knew, she’d seen the insides.
The teens stopped outside an apartment block, the girls hugging a friend as she retrieved her keys from her bag, a rather expensive looking bag, what was the point in having something so expensive to hold something so cheap? Would it not be better to carry them around in ones pocket? Then again where could she fit a pocket on that mini skirt of hers? Let alone anything else. The rest of the group moved off leaving her alone, the perfect time to strike, the perfect time to feed for the first time in days, no more setbacks, just flesh and plenty of it. Nikki moved out of her hiding place, crawling across the floor on all floors, her tail lashing back and forth as she crouched to the ground ready to pounce, but the girl turned and upon seeing her screamed loudly, throwing off Nikki’s advance for the moment before she shook the scream from her head and lunged at her, knocking her to the floor.
She stared down at the girl he lay there, staring into Nikki’s eyes scared out of her mind, not able to scream anymore as Nikki’s claws were at her throat suffocating her screams, she would have killed her then, taken her precious blood and flesh to survive herself, but she couldn’t, for once her mind was confused. What was she doing? Why was she trying to kill this girl? She wasn’t a cat, she wasn’t, she was a girl, just like her, just a girl. She jumped off of her running down the street on all fours before diving into an alley, her heart pounding hard in her chest, she wretched feeling sickness rise in her stomach, for all the people she had managed to kill, not one had affected her like this, not one had caused her to flee in panic, she hated what she was, but could not stop the transformations. A squeak came from behind her, and a rat poked its head out from beside a dumpster, with a quick pounce Nikki caught it sinking her fangs into its flesh as she started to cry, her tears staining the fur on her face, she would always be a monster at night, always.
About Yourself
Name: Kirsty
Gender: Female
RP Experience: 6 Years
Activity: Everyday assuming net is not down
(Watermelon)