Description
Circling your, circling your, circling your head,
Contemplating everything you ever said
Now I see the truth, I got doubt
A different motive in your eyes and now I’m out
See you later
I see your fantasy, you want to make it a reality paved in gold
See inside, inside of our heads (yeah)
Well now that’s over
I see your motives inside, decisions to hide
(F*ck!)
Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
Headstrong we’re headstrong
Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong
I can’t give everything away
I won’t give everything away
Conclusions manifest, your first impressions got to be your very best
I see you’re full of sh*t, and that’s alright
That’s how you play, I guess you’ll get through every night
Well now that’s over
I see your fantasy, you want to make it a reality paved in gold
See inside, inside of our heads (yeah)
Well now that’s over
I see your motives inside, decisions to hide
Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
Headstrong we’re headstrong
Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong
I can’t give everything away
I won’t give everything away
I know, I know all about [x3]
I know, I know all about your motives inside, and your decision to hide
Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
Headstrong we’re headstrong
Back off I’ll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong
I can’t give everything away
I won’t give everything away
[Trapt - Headstrong]
Status : AliveUpdated 2/10/16
NameFull Name: - Auberon. (French variant, meaning noble or royal bear; alternatively "king of the fairies")
Also Known As: - Auberon the Unforgiving. Aubrey (if you wanna die), Auber? Aubbie? Doesn't really have a nickname.
Age
Born on March 3rd, 46 BC
Pisces
Starting age: 8 months (Novemeber, 2015)
Current age: 11 months (February, 2016)
Voice
Voice : -
Speech Impediments : None.
Greetings and Farewells : *acknowledging grunts*; *dismissive huffs*
State of Mind : "What's it to you?"
Laughter : Auberon laughing? Maybe a quiet chuckle, but he doesn't laugh much at all.
Tag Line : "Leave me alone."
Signature Quote : "I'm going to make them (humans) pay, and I'll take out anyone who gets in my way."
Rank
Stone Empire Apprentice.
Species
Jagupard (Jaguar x Leopard).
Appearance Brief description : A black and scarred young leopard mix; he's rather scrawny but he talks big. He has blue eyes and is blind in one.
Height : 2ft 6in at the shoulder (Leopard-size when full-grown)
Weight : About 80 pounds (malnourished as a cub so he won't grow to be very big)
Bodily Build : Lithe; built exactly like a leopard.
Scars : Scar over right eye, scars around his neck and front paws from being bound with ropes.
Eye Color : Pale blue.
Fur Color : Black with lighter grey spots.
Fur Statistics :
●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Rough
●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Dry
●●●●●●●○○○ ➟ Smooth
●●○○○○○○○ ➟ Soft
Short| ●●●●○○○○○○ |Long
Accessories
Armor
Details :
- Weighted shoulder pads for strength training.
- Pteruges for his sides for mobility and light protection.
Other Items
- None yet
Genetics
Dominant : Long tail, top-heavy, Large paws, blue-gray eyes
Recessive : Black fur, leopard build
Carrier : Standard jaguar/leopard coat colors, jaguar build, yellow eyes
Mutations : Melanism
Apprentices and Mentors
Current Apprentice/Mentor
Eudora (Sparaze ) "She's my new mentor. I don't know much about her. It's neat that she has a scar over her eye too."
Auberon's mentor is a Stone Empire Gladiator who escaped from the city. She's a capable fighter despite her impaired vision; she has yet to show off her abilities due to Stone Empire being the newest empire, created right after the war.
Personality
[ Adventurous | Cunning | Volatile | Fastidious | Sardonic | Hostile ]
↑ Adventurous. || Willing to take risks or to try out new methods, ideas, or experiences. ||
"I'm going out." Like any other apprentice, Auberon has a taste of adventure. In fact, he's a little bit too free-spirited. Often labeled a loner, he does best on his own or with very few other cats around. It's not uncommon for him to move about; he certainly suffers from wanderlust. From his adolescence spent in cages, it doesn't seem too strange that the broody pre-teen would want to explore a bit more.
↑ Cunning. || Having or showing skill in achieving one's ends by deceit or evasion. ||
"If I do this... *mumbles to self*" With a lack of trust, constantly he's thinking of ways to take advantage of others. Surely the same must be going through their mind, right? It's hard to tell if he's ever fully on your side or not; he mostly thinks in terms of what's best for himself, so if helping another feline aligns with his own desires, then sure, he'll consider it.
- Volatile. || Liable to change rapidly and unpredictably, especially for the worse. ||
"... I need to be alone!" Auberon struggles with adapting to new environments. While a change of scenery doesn't bother him much, it's usually the change of circumstances that has him very rattled. He doesn't show it, but honestly he's a bit of a nervous wreck. When he's in a situation he's uncomfortable with, he withdraws and becomes a bit violent to those who try to get him to interact. In fact, he refuses to let anyone come close enough to treat his wounds; he's hopelessly stubborn when it comes to things like that. It's not that he cares about others who're more injured, it's just he's extremely prideful and refuses to treat his wounds. If it kills him, then it shows he's not strong and doesn't deserve to live and pass on his genes.
- Fastidious. || Very attentive to and concerned about accuracy and detail. ||
"This isn't acceptable. I've got to try harder..." Auberon is extremely knit-picky. While he might be really harsh with others, he's even harder on himself. He must be perfect; anything else is unacceptable.
↓ Sardonic. || Grimly mocking or cynical. ||
"You're kidding me." The black cat doesn't say much, but when he does, it's usually curt and incredibly rude for such a young cat. He doesn't respect many and it shows clearly in his actions. Some might say he has some sort of superiority complex.
↓ Hostile. || Unfriendly; antagonistic. ||
"Stay away from me!" Being raised in the ring means he's always on the defensive. He's suspicious of all cats and often speaks unkindly to them- what business would they have with him otherwise? It takes a lot for him to trust others. In fact, he finds joy in making others afraid of him; to him it's like a fun game. What can he do to make others uncomfortable, you know, before they attack him? As an adolescent, he's especially like this to females. He doesn't really understand how he feels about them, making him feel a bit uncomfortable, so instead of feeling insecure, he likes to make others feel uncomfortable.
Mood : He's almost always in a poor or disinterested mood.
Attitude : Auberon's main focus is on vengeance; it's his main drive, so anything not pertaining to that leaves him feeling a little annoyed.
Stability : His mental stability is questionable. I'd say he's borderline neurotic.
Expressiveness : Auberon bottles it all up, but when it becomes too much, he will blow up.
When Happy : He's generally alone when he's happy; he enjoys hanging out in trees and swimming.
When Depressed : Auberon just sulks in his den when he's feeling depressed.
When Angry : The male lashes out when he's angry; he prefers to be alone and go out hunting or sharpening his claws on trees.
Note : These are generalizations. Different situations will create different reactions.
Religion : Auberon was never taught any sort of religion; he doesn't believe in a greater entity, he believes that the world is unjust and it's his (and everyone elses') responsibility to bring justice where justice is due.
Morals : To him, he knows in his heart that it's his responsibility to make sure he stands up and fights against evil (though it's not for any other cause). What's undeniably wrong to him is forcing the weak to fight.
Crime Record : He's responsible for clawing up a bunch of innocent cats, but it wasn't exactly his idea. He commonly breaks the rule of apprentices needing to stay in the camp, but he has no serious offenses yet.
Priorities: His main priority is to seek vengeance on humans. Meaning he wants to drive them out of Massilia and any other city near the area. It's really the only thing he's interested in.
Philosophy: I don't believe in karma; I'm going to make sure they get exactly what they deserve.
Hobbies, Likes, and Dislikes
Likes
Favorite Colors : Blue.
Favorite Guardian : His mother.
Favorite Animals : Crows.
Favorite Place : Up in tall trees; the taller the better.
Favorite Thing to Eat : Boars.
Favorite Empire : Stone?
Favorite Time of the Day : Dusk.
Favorite Time of the Night : Midnight.
Favorite Things to Do : Sharpening his claws, hunting, training.
Favorite Quotations : "I really don't care what people think of me. I've got my family. I've got my friends. Yes, I have been trained to be a little more aggressive if I need to be, but I don't go around thumping people."
Dislikes Least Favorite Animals : Humans.
Least Favorite Place : In a crowd.
Lest Favorite Thing to Eat : Bugs.
Least Favorite Empire : Bounty Hunters. (If that counts)
Least Favorite Time of the Day : Noon.
Least Favorite Time of the Night : Dawn.
Least Favorite Things to Do : Socialize.
Other Facts
Grooming : Rather unkempt; Auberon was never taught how to groom himself, and he doesn't think presentation is important, so he has tufts of random fur sticking out usually. However, he doesn't allow himself to go around smelling bad either.
Posture : Very poor posture. He was kept in a rather small space and has a habit of crouching down submissively.
Gait : Quick and with purpose. He's a little finicky so his movements are slightly jerky.
Coordination : His coordination isn't the best; being partially blind makes it a little hard to move accurately, but at least he has a decent sense of direction.
Habits and Mannerisms : His tail is probably the most expressive part of him; it says a lot of what he doesn't say. He has a habit of walking on the left-side so he can see other cats.
Scent : Since he's pretty unkempt, he has a bit of a musky scent; it's not overtly powerful, but it's still a little strong and slightly unpleasant. Basically smells like a moody teen.
Note
He doesn't particularly like cubs, but for some reason they love to bug him.
Aubbie shows absolutely no interests in girls, or any cat for that matter.
Auberon has a slight fear of small spaces.
He thinks about his sisters a lot.
Auberon doesn't like a lot of things, but he really loves the night sky.
Biography
History
Many years ago, a rich Roman patrician was expanding his wide range of gladiators, hoping to breed the perfect warrior for the Colosseum. His most prized fighter, Livius, an enormous, hostile jaguar had been forced on a much-too-young melanistic leopard queen named Aello, hoping to create a brutal gladiator capable of stealth as a bounty hunter, to fetch him more cats for his arsenal. Mating after mating, litter after litter, too few cubs inherited their mother's genes; and the few that had, were weak like her. Auberon, and his sisters, Ombrielle and Titania were some of those cubs. Auberon was the closest the breeder was able to come to his goal, only he was smaller than his sisters, taking after his mother's size. It was this last disappointment that caused the breeder to switch tactics. When the cubs were just a few months old, they were placed on the market along with their mother, separated and most likely not able to see each other again.
He's unsure of what happened to his family since he was sold off first; he was purchased by a human who owned an illegal feline-fighting ring. A cheaper version of the Colosseum, if you will. The human ran the betting ring, generally using smaller wild cats since they were easier to obtain, but once he got his hands on the leopard-mix, it changed the game. From a very young age, Auberon has had to fight for his food against older, much more experienced cats. Though, size really did help him- he's unsure of how else he managed to fight back. He's got more scars than he'd care to tell, though thankfully his fur covers most of them. Constantly, he would wish he was bigger; being young and small meant he was easily taken advantage of by the humans. They would keep a tight rope leash on him at all times, though they really only used it when they would train him to be even more aggressive. The training was brutal and at the end of the day, he would struggle to keep his wits about him. Since he was just a young cub, he absolutely could not fathom why they would be so cruel. It lead to many tearful nights until finally he made a friend who would comfort him from across the room. Their caged lives were difficult, but having someone help him get through it eased up the burden of constant fear. This mysterious cat became something like a mentor to Auberon; just someone he really looked up to and could go to at the end of the day.
Though, the day came when he was forced into the same ring as his mentor. He'd never seen the other before, but upon hearing his voice, he knew. And, rather than let the cub win the fight, his one and only friend had given him the only scar that would never truly heal. He took the vision in his right eye by distracting Auberon, saying he would never hurt him- feeding him full of lies until the jagupard ended the other cat. Instead of getting punished, he was rewarded for the amazing show, though it felt like no victory to him. From that day on, he made a vow to never let anyone see him cry or show any pain. His hate for Massilian cats took a new turn as well, to the point where, whenever he was in the ring, he was merciless.
Finally, his illegal fighting days came to an end when he was rescued during the raid of Massilia. After the ropes had been severed, he fought valiantly against the bounty hunters, alongside the empire cats, however after the raid and with no where to go, he followed them back. Upon hearing about Stone Empire's rise, he went along with them, figuring his ideals aligned best with them.
Current Events
Log #; Month, Year
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General Relationships
Plots and Prophecies
- Would love for him to run into a Bounty Hunter and have a fight go on. It'd be super if he ended up losing, so that brings him down a peg; he thinks he's such a good fighter, but he's only ever fought against other young cats.
- He's reunited with Titania some time in the future.
Wanted Status
Not particularly wanted; he escaped from an illegal fighting ring so the humans wouldn't pay money to find a decent fighter.
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Strengths : Stealth, Swimming, Climbing.
Weaknesses : Loses his temper, poor stamina, slow.
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