Post by spiderbears on Sept 26, 2010 19:39:46 GMT -8
Name: Macavity Hollister
Aliases: Mac (Brave soul if you use this one; you need to be pretty friendly with him), Macavity the Mystery Cat, The Napoleon of Crime, The Boss, The Demonic Deity, The Demon
Age: No one but his family really knows, but best guess is between 30 and 35.
Build: A tall, lithe and lanky sort of guy. He isn’t as hefty or as broad shouldered as some of his henchmen, or even his brother, but its his power that overrides that. He walks with a sense of grace and purpose, and in light of that his frame – despite being so lithe - is definitely all muscle. His furs’ always unkempt, and it does give him the appearance of being bigger and bolder then he is.
Origin: He grew up in the broken – both emotionally and physically – remains of his suburban Felidae home. His mother, Grizabella, left when he was around 7, and he since shared a house with his father Deuteronomy and brothers Munkustrap and The Rum Tum Tugger.
Occupation: If you’re really naive, you might say Hotel Mogul. Most would say mafia aficionado, but anyone who’s seen him with his straight razor would say evil.
Eyes: He has deep aqua coloured eyes, which seem to contrast his dark and decidedly ginger colouring nicely; if it weren’t for that wicked glint in them of course.
Hair: Generally, his unruly mix of black and ginger head fur is slicked back to match his equally slick persona. Though, its length causes the ends to flick back some past his ears, and often gives a tousled wave as it fights against the gel.
Scars: Oh, plenty. Not the pretty kind either, but then again not ones you’d see unless you were really looking for them. The worst would be his knuckles and littering his ribs; a few cracked ribs managed to pierce the skin more then once, he’s had his collarbone reset twice on each side, and the backs of his paws are riddled with flecks of scar tissue. Mind you, those paws are nothing compared to the ones he traded with the guys who caused them.
Fur/Markings: He’s a ginger cat, his fur long, wiry and unruly, with black serpentine tabby lines running from his cheeks and head all the way down his spine. He’s a terrifyingly handsome and unusually marked tom.
Attire: He’s always dressed pretty swish; mostly dark blue or black suits (sometimes pinstripe, depending on the occasion), shiny leather shoes and suspenders. When he isn’t smoozing with his barrister buddies or stepping out of his sleek black automobiles, he’s dressed in dark navy suit pants, sleeves of his white shirt rolled to his elbows, suspenders hanging down off his black belt. He may be a master of underworld charm, but he’s also just a rough guy with an empire to run.
Accessories: Mac doesn’t do Barbie accessories. Though, it should be said he’s a smoker, and he carries around a pretty thick silver lighter.
WOC: A straight razor is his weapon of choice; it fits his personality to a T. Its smooth, quick, and leaves an ugly trail of blood after every swipe. Worst part? He’s pretty damn good with it too. He doesn’t mind getting his paws red if it means proving a point. He has no qualms about embedding it in your trachea and ripping it ‘round like a zipper. Of course, most of his men are armed with the finest in Tommy Guns, and the silver pistol he has holstered away somewhere only gets used for ‘special occasions’.
Appearance: Macavity, despite the threatening, violent, and overall predatory look he seems to give off, is a pretty good looking bloke. His aqua eyes really do look deep and hypnotic against his mottled mix of black, blood and scarlet red, and slightly orange hued fur. His build seems to melt into his personality, and makes his entire physique scream of authority and power. If he wasn’t so embroiled in his work, he might have realised that the queens find him quite yummy by now.
Personality: He’s evil kits.
Kidding. He’s cool, calculating, and has mastered an emotional mask which rivals any in a paw at poker. Macavity does have rather erratic and dangerous mood swings, and tends towards a temper tantrum (see: Rage) when things don’t go his way. This also means, his hairline trigger has proved to send him stepping backwards; not exactly good if you kill the guy you’re trying to get important information out of. He’s extremely intelligent, but just because he doesn’t have an entirely legal or corporate job, it doesn’t mean he isn’t. As you can imagine, Macavity wasn’t built for the corporate world; he’s suited for the underworld, and is mighty protective of his hold on it.
Special skills: You really don’t want to find out. He’ll beat you into submission without breaking a sweat, slice you and dice you, or simply stare at you with his steely, hypnotic gaze until you’re crying like a kitten.
Weaknesses: You want to get close enough to this guy to find out? He has an army of henches to rival the Persian’s Immortals, but if you manage to widdle them down to a one-on-one with the big guy himself, he doesn’t take hits to his lower ribs very well. Reminders of his early days in the dark. However, you better believe you’d pay for it if you take a swipe at them.
Fears: Macavity’s not so much fearful as he is aware of his circumstance. With the rise of younger, ambitious gangs, he’s aware there’s a shift in power in the underworld. After all, he killed his previous boss to get where he is, and he’s very aware some little upstart might do the same. He isn’t afraid, he’s prepared....he’s looking forward to a fight.
Likes: Evil stuff....Not really. This is a guy who enjoys the simple things. A good smoke, a good drink, and a well-oiled, functioning crime-Mecca with a deed in his name.
Dislikes: Goody-two-shoes, kitties who reckon they can run with the big shots, people who sometimes decide they can try bring down his life’s work. Not to mention, little so-and-so cops who reckon they’ve got the means to run his city.
History: Macavity’s hand a long and “prosperous” career in crime, enough that he’s now grappled his way up the underworld to become a King Pin in the past year.
Although, Mac’s history in general is rather vague, unless you’ve managed to stick close to him over the years, he’s not going to reveal much. He grew up in a dysfunctional household. His father, Deuteronomy, was a somewhat-dirty politician with a dirtier habit for drink, cards and queens. His mother, Grizabella, was a social butterfly famed for her status, money and beauty. Needless to say, the drunken beatings and overall emotional wasteland that his early years turned into really came to shape who he was.
There’re quite a few skeletons in Mac’s closet, and its yet to be said exactly what they are.
((Note: As Macavity’s history is largely intertwined with the main RP plot, this section will be updated as RPers manage to discover more about our famed villain. Keep one eye on this space, one eye open.))
Love Interest: He’s a workaholic. His empire is his lover. However, it can be said that his ‘said yummy-ness’ attracts some female attention from those looking for danger.
Quotes: “Muahahahaha” - Macavity
Theme Song: Does this look like a guy who has a theme song? If it was, it’d be either ‘Macavity’ from CATS (No duh), or Darth Vadar’s anthem
Character Colour Code:
Macavity Hollister
Code:
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Aliases: Mac (Brave soul if you use this one; you need to be pretty friendly with him), Macavity the Mystery Cat, The Napoleon of Crime, The Boss, The Demonic Deity, The Demon
Age: No one but his family really knows, but best guess is between 30 and 35.
Build: A tall, lithe and lanky sort of guy. He isn’t as hefty or as broad shouldered as some of his henchmen, or even his brother, but its his power that overrides that. He walks with a sense of grace and purpose, and in light of that his frame – despite being so lithe - is definitely all muscle. His furs’ always unkempt, and it does give him the appearance of being bigger and bolder then he is.
Origin: He grew up in the broken – both emotionally and physically – remains of his suburban Felidae home. His mother, Grizabella, left when he was around 7, and he since shared a house with his father Deuteronomy and brothers Munkustrap and The Rum Tum Tugger.
Occupation: If you’re really naive, you might say Hotel Mogul. Most would say mafia aficionado, but anyone who’s seen him with his straight razor would say evil.
Eyes: He has deep aqua coloured eyes, which seem to contrast his dark and decidedly ginger colouring nicely; if it weren’t for that wicked glint in them of course.
Hair: Generally, his unruly mix of black and ginger head fur is slicked back to match his equally slick persona. Though, its length causes the ends to flick back some past his ears, and often gives a tousled wave as it fights against the gel.
Scars: Oh, plenty. Not the pretty kind either, but then again not ones you’d see unless you were really looking for them. The worst would be his knuckles and littering his ribs; a few cracked ribs managed to pierce the skin more then once, he’s had his collarbone reset twice on each side, and the backs of his paws are riddled with flecks of scar tissue. Mind you, those paws are nothing compared to the ones he traded with the guys who caused them.
Fur/Markings: He’s a ginger cat, his fur long, wiry and unruly, with black serpentine tabby lines running from his cheeks and head all the way down his spine. He’s a terrifyingly handsome and unusually marked tom.
Attire: He’s always dressed pretty swish; mostly dark blue or black suits (sometimes pinstripe, depending on the occasion), shiny leather shoes and suspenders. When he isn’t smoozing with his barrister buddies or stepping out of his sleek black automobiles, he’s dressed in dark navy suit pants, sleeves of his white shirt rolled to his elbows, suspenders hanging down off his black belt. He may be a master of underworld charm, but he’s also just a rough guy with an empire to run.
Accessories: Mac doesn’t do Barbie accessories. Though, it should be said he’s a smoker, and he carries around a pretty thick silver lighter.
WOC: A straight razor is his weapon of choice; it fits his personality to a T. Its smooth, quick, and leaves an ugly trail of blood after every swipe. Worst part? He’s pretty damn good with it too. He doesn’t mind getting his paws red if it means proving a point. He has no qualms about embedding it in your trachea and ripping it ‘round like a zipper. Of course, most of his men are armed with the finest in Tommy Guns, and the silver pistol he has holstered away somewhere only gets used for ‘special occasions’.
Appearance: Macavity, despite the threatening, violent, and overall predatory look he seems to give off, is a pretty good looking bloke. His aqua eyes really do look deep and hypnotic against his mottled mix of black, blood and scarlet red, and slightly orange hued fur. His build seems to melt into his personality, and makes his entire physique scream of authority and power. If he wasn’t so embroiled in his work, he might have realised that the queens find him quite yummy by now.
Personality: He’s evil kits.
Kidding. He’s cool, calculating, and has mastered an emotional mask which rivals any in a paw at poker. Macavity does have rather erratic and dangerous mood swings, and tends towards a temper tantrum (see: Rage) when things don’t go his way. This also means, his hairline trigger has proved to send him stepping backwards; not exactly good if you kill the guy you’re trying to get important information out of. He’s extremely intelligent, but just because he doesn’t have an entirely legal or corporate job, it doesn’t mean he isn’t. As you can imagine, Macavity wasn’t built for the corporate world; he’s suited for the underworld, and is mighty protective of his hold on it.
Special skills: You really don’t want to find out. He’ll beat you into submission without breaking a sweat, slice you and dice you, or simply stare at you with his steely, hypnotic gaze until you’re crying like a kitten.
Weaknesses: You want to get close enough to this guy to find out? He has an army of henches to rival the Persian’s Immortals, but if you manage to widdle them down to a one-on-one with the big guy himself, he doesn’t take hits to his lower ribs very well. Reminders of his early days in the dark. However, you better believe you’d pay for it if you take a swipe at them.
Fears: Macavity’s not so much fearful as he is aware of his circumstance. With the rise of younger, ambitious gangs, he’s aware there’s a shift in power in the underworld. After all, he killed his previous boss to get where he is, and he’s very aware some little upstart might do the same. He isn’t afraid, he’s prepared....he’s looking forward to a fight.
Likes: Evil stuff....Not really. This is a guy who enjoys the simple things. A good smoke, a good drink, and a well-oiled, functioning crime-Mecca with a deed in his name.
Dislikes: Goody-two-shoes, kitties who reckon they can run with the big shots, people who sometimes decide they can try bring down his life’s work. Not to mention, little so-and-so cops who reckon they’ve got the means to run his city.
History: Macavity’s hand a long and “prosperous” career in crime, enough that he’s now grappled his way up the underworld to become a King Pin in the past year.
Although, Mac’s history in general is rather vague, unless you’ve managed to stick close to him over the years, he’s not going to reveal much. He grew up in a dysfunctional household. His father, Deuteronomy, was a somewhat-dirty politician with a dirtier habit for drink, cards and queens. His mother, Grizabella, was a social butterfly famed for her status, money and beauty. Needless to say, the drunken beatings and overall emotional wasteland that his early years turned into really came to shape who he was.
There’re quite a few skeletons in Mac’s closet, and its yet to be said exactly what they are.
((Note: As Macavity’s history is largely intertwined with the main RP plot, this section will be updated as RPers manage to discover more about our famed villain. Keep one eye on this space, one eye open.))
Love Interest: He’s a workaholic. His empire is his lover. However, it can be said that his ‘said yummy-ness’ attracts some female attention from those looking for danger.
Quotes: “Muahahahaha” - Macavity
Theme Song: Does this look like a guy who has a theme song? If it was, it’d be either ‘Macavity’ from CATS (No duh), or Darth Vadar’s anthem
Character Colour Code:
Macavity Hollister
Code:
~ Removed by Admin ~
