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Description
Basic Information

Name

Algernon ( Ahl - Jerr - Nohn )

( Norman-French for "With Moustaches )

Kit Name

Mouse

Age

5 1/4 Season Cycles

Gender

Male

Breed

50% Nebelung (Mother's Side)

25% Oriental Short hair (Father's Side)

25% Balinese (Father's Side)

Appearance

Though he has gone through some changes, namely the loss of his attention-grabbing tail, Algernon is pretty much the same. His stature is average, with a thin, elegant musculature. His paws are small, but webbed well, allowing him to swim with great grace. He has a long neck, with a a triangular head and narrow muzzle. His ears are large and tall, and are actually bigger than his head. His fur is mostly short and thin, with the exception of a tuff of fur on his head, and his now absent tail. As colors go, Algernon is a silver tabby with some evidence of points, and he has large, bright jade eyes. Over his nose are two scar marks

Accessories

Demi's necklace

Scars / Disabilities

-Nose Scars

-Lost Tail

Tribal Information

Current Affiliation

Light Tribe

Former Affiliation

Exile , Shadow Tribe

Tattoo

Green Light

Power

Secondary

Proffession

Poisoner

Skills

All Secondary Skills

Soul Bound

N/A

Mentor

N/A

Apprentice

Aeiro (Graduated)

Kitus (Graduated

Personal Information

Personality

:bulletgreen [ Humorous / Wise / Affectionate ]

Humorous

If you're looking for a cat with a sense of humor, look no further than Algernon. He enjoys a good laugh all the time, any time, (as long as it's not directed towards him). He can pretty much make a joke out of anything, even himself if he's feeling up to it. For instance, he's recently come to know himself as the "whole ass hole" due to the absence of his tail. Cmon, you gotta admit that is pretty funny. Algernon's ease to laugh is pretty infectious if you're close to him. Once he starts snickering, it's hard not to join him, especially when the subject is actually pretty funny and not ridiculous. Though, lets be honest here. If it's Algernon we're talking about, the subject is always ridiculous and terrible. But at least he'd be able to make you laugh about it

Wise

Al isn't the eldest cat in the tribes, but he is older than most. And as time in the tribes goes, he was a healer back when healers were still dispersed into all the tribes and Light tribe was nonexistent. Whatever, Al knows what's what. He knows you don't screw around in the forest after dark. He knows you don't screw around with others bigger than you.....yeah this is a hard trait to describe. Anyway, Algernon's been around the bush a couple of times, and he's pretty educated in the ways of not "screwing shit up when you don't have to." He hasn't been kicked out of light tribe yet, anyway. Or maybe that's just because Basil keeps him around for comic relief. Who knows

Affectionate

You know those cats that don't really like to be touched. You know the ones, they always kinda flinch when you get too close? Yeah fuck that noise, Al will whisper in your ear like you were a lil mama if he likes you enough. Algernon, despite his rough and...ahem, less than prude exterior, is actually quite clingy and affectionate for one of his age. He loves settling down close to some one and snuggling for warmth. Touch is simply magnificent to this tom, in a non-sexual way of course, when in public. He's not that bad. Anyway, he actually....isn't that picky with those he expresses this to. He'll tucker down with pretty much anyone, as long as they don't smell like absolute dog shit. And they're not covered in maggots are dirt or anything unsanitary because ha ha that's fuggin gross but yeah. Al loves to love on.

[ Vain / Vulgar / Supercilious ]

Vain

You all knew this was coming, didn't you? I can tell. Al's pretty attractive, ain't he? A pretty little silver peach. And he knows it. Since knowing it, he's taken pleasure in shoving it into anyone and everyone's face. It hasn't even like been deterred by the loss of his tail all that much....okay it has, but he's till sexy as hell so screw all y'all. And he's like over 5. How many cats do you know are that good looking and over the age of 5. The answer is probably Basil but he still stand out against those half his age, and he makes a whole dance number of it. But enough with the comedy. Al was brought up being told that he should take pride in the way he looks. It's no surprise that he's the way he is now with that sort of upbringing

Vulgar

Think of all the terrible, ugly words you know in existence. Al has said them all, over and over, in the face of children. He really can't help himself. It's unknown where he got this particular....eh talent from, but there is one thing that we do know. He uses it far too much. It's not surprising if all the kits that come out of Light tribe speak like their an old brisk tom just because they've spent a minute or two in Algernon's presence. It's not like he does it on purpose though. It's truly addictive, cursing like there's no tomorrow, talking about coitus and excrement like you're describing your favorite fo-okay that's just nasty. But you get the point. I'm sure if he had a choice, Al wouldn't want to be so hard to approach. But he is who he is, and he enjoys it.

Supercilious

No seriously. You know what I'm talking about. You've already figured out that Al's proud as a lion right? Well, this pride often makes him a bit pig headed. He literally thinks he knows everything, and he is always right. Maybe it's just the age gap he has over others, but Algernon will always be right in every situation ever and it's totally your fault if you get salty because of it. Even if he is clearly wrong, stubbornness and his vanity will keep him behind his own opinion till he is fossilized. But don't worry. He gets bored so easily that he'll forget what you're even arguing about and laugh at you for getting pissed off over nothing.

History

Kit hood - Adolescence

Al, well, Mouse as it were, had a pretty normal childhood, at least as normal as a childhood could be in Exile. He had a mother and a father, who loved him very much.....but heh, his father, named Douglas, wasn't really his father and his mother forced their little group into being nomadic, despite Mouse's young age. This should be given some explanation. Claire was young, and dumb, and had been mated to a tom named Dorian before she'd met Douglas, and when she'd fallen pregnant, she'd panicked and ran away. While running she'd met Douglas and holy hell sexy lady and cute little kit but what ever back to Mouse.

Despite the strain of being a 2 moon old kit and being nomadic, Mouse adjusted well to the constant traveling. Douglas allowed him to sit on his shoulders most of the time anyway. Whenever they stopped, they seemed to meet other cats. Though Douglas and Mouse saw no problem in this, Claire was becoming more and more paranoid. She was constantly afraid that her mate would come after her, and there for moved on as quickly as she could, dragging her two boys along. Mouse grew up pretty well, even though he barely made any friends, and he got a little gray diamond tattoo on his forhead and chest when he was about six moons old. Claire didn't really care, but Douglas professed that it was a good omen, as is own mother had been the bearer of the same marking. Not much happened during Al's exile life, as you can see.

He grew into a fine young she cat tom gender fluid contraption of a cat under his parents' watchful gaze, and attracted the attention of many he came in contact with. Mouse shone under the attentions he was given, however brief they were with his mother's constant need for travel. But this would soon change...

Adult hood

Mouse was nearing the end of his second year of life, and everything was relatively normal. Amazingly, his mother had actually settled in for a while, some where in the north east, or whats now known as water tribe territory. But then Douglas disappeared. Mouse was curious over the entire ordeal for weeks, but then his mother brought a tiny bundle named Dove into the world, and his interest kinda faded. Mouse was.....to be honest, totally in love. Dove was positively adorable. Being that he wasn't a total idiot, Mouse knew she was Douglas's daughter. But, why would he disappear when it was clear he would soon be the father to a lovely little she cat like Dove? Claire didn't much care for her son's curiosity, and put him in charge of the she kit when she wanted to got 'out'.

During this time, Mouse grew close to his little half sister. She looked up to him, even though he was pretty terrible as a person, and kept his undivided attention. Mouse gave up going to hang out with friends to be with her you gotta call that shit devotion. She grew into a fine young she cat under his care (and lack of her own mother), and was soon 7 moons. She had a fire tattoo over her eye, which was pretty cool.

After this, you know the whole story. New silver comes along, says they can rejoin the tribes, yada yada. Mouse took this as a great opportunity for him and Dove to become well acquainted with others, but Claire opposed. She didn't want her only son leaving her for some strangers, and when asked if she wanted to join them, she refused. Mouse quickly became fed up with his mother's stubbornness, and dragged little Dove with the rest of the exiles to the tribes, with out Claire. His tattoo turned green and he was then called Al. He got shipped off to shadow tribe while Dove, now called Demi was sent to Ft. Much separation, very anxiety.

Anyway, Al adjusted....kinda sorta good in st. I mean there were some assholes but he was okay. But yeah the tribes fricked up real bad before hand so they had to get the hell out before they got killed yo. So Al when along with ST to the new tribes and, wouldnt' you know it? He got sent to live with other healers and everything was pretty cool for a while. Hell, he even met some guy that he liked a lot named Firo(yeah I totally typed lick first sue me). But then Caimans. OHHHHHHH Caimans. Lil shits. But yeah Al was a boy so he became a poisoner like the rest of the males in lt and Kehr-Bear was his leader so he was a lil ticked off but it was okay. They won so it's fine. So now he's a poisoner with out a tail and a fukked up mug bitch you better know how you steppin to better check yourself.

Family

Mother - Claire ( Nebelung - Black Water - Deceased )

Father - Dorian ( Oriental Short-hair / Balinese mix - Black Air - Deceased )

Brother(s) -

(Younger / Half)

TBA

Sister(s) -

(Younger / Half)

Demitri ( Nebelung / Lynx Point Siamese Mix - Orange Fire - Alive )

TBA

Nephew(s) / Nieces(s) -

TBA

Mate - N/A

Kit(s) - N/A

Extra Information

Trivia

Voice Actor -

Sexuality - Homosexual

Dreams - Watch Demi be happy , Find some one to love forever

Fears - Demi dying , being an outcast

Themes -

Gay Or European - Legally Blonde the Musical (LMFAO)

Favorites

Color - Silver

Hobby - Fishing

Game - N/A

Place - Fisher's Outlook

Random Facts

-He is named after the Mouse from the book "Flowers for Algernon". Consequently, this is also the reason his kit name is 'Mouse'

-Because he was Demi's primary care give before they moved to the tribes, not only does he feel brotherly love towards her but also the inklings of fatherly as well.

-Unlike other cats who have lost their tails, Algenron literally has no tail left and has frequent bouts of intense back pain

-If he were human, Algernon would most-likely suffer from Kallmann syndrome

RP Example

[Yellow-fire / Castail / Cat's Eye]

He felt that terribly crumbling in his chest start, just as Sandy scooted away from him. 'She hates me, she totally hates me. Who can blame her I just tried to DROWN her.' was all Castail could think as he stared at her, his pupils large and apologetic. He didn't move from where he was sitting, but his tattoo was still activated. "I'm....I'm so sorry Sandy.....I...I should of known. I should of gotten out of the water. You almost...." his voice cracked then, the guilt and self loathing evident in his voice and expression. Blood dribble from his nose to his mouth, the poor area swelling bigger and bigger the more he spoke. He could just barely get by with out sounding like his nose was stuffed. It was, but it didn't matter. He ignore the ache, and merely looked up at his half drowned friend, eyes watery. His sad frowned deepened as she thanked him. Thanked him for what? For nearly killing her? For making her go through probably the most horrifying experience any cat could go through? Even as she commented on his nose, Castail frowned, but his muzzle wrinkled, and he looked away."Don't be sorry. My dumb ass deserves it." he chopped out with a low hiss, not having to courage to look back into her admiring silvery gaze. She thanked him for saving her in that cute quivering voice of hers, asked if she could do something to help with his nose, even joked about how inept at swimming she was for being an earth triber. After a few seconds of silence, the blue gray tabby looked up again, staring into the earth triber's eyes with darkened irises, his cheek fur wetted with tears of anger and horror. He rose from his spot on the shore, still staring at the pale striped she cat with utter guilt and sorrow, and made several slow steps towards. Soon, the yellow fire was close enough to brush his nose with hers, and he merely stood there, still staring at her. "Sandy....." was the only thing he whispered before he moved his head past hers, burying his muzzle into the fur of her neck. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine, just as long as you're okay and breathing......Spirits I'm sorry. I almost killed y-you." His voice had thickened, and tears started to stream from his now burgundy eyes, blood shot from the sting of the water. 'Spirits why do I always put those I care for in danger? Why must I be such a bad luck charm?' His questions would of course go unanswered, but the tom was content in inhaling the others sent, blanded by the water but still alive and still breathing.

Al is mine

TGB belongs to

Description
Basic Information

Name

Algernon ( Ahl - Jerr - Nohn )

( Norman-French for "With Moustaches )

Kit Name

Mouse

Age

5 1/4 Season Cycles

Gender

Male

Breed

50% Nebelung (Mother's Side)

25% Oriental Short hair (Father's Side)

25% Balinese (Father's Side)

Appearance

Though he has gone through some changes, namely the loss of his attention-grabbing tail, Algernon is pretty much the same. His stature is average, with a thin, elegant musculature. His paws are small, but webbed well, allowing him to swim with great grace. He has a long neck, with a a triangular head and narrow muzzle. His ears are large and tall, and are actually bigger than his head. His fur is mostly short and thin, with the exception of a tuff of fur on his head, and his now absent tail. As colors go, Algernon is a silver tabby with some evidence of points, and he has large, bright jade eyes. Over his nose are two scar marks

Accessories

Demi's necklace

Scars / Disabilities

-Nose Scars

-Lost Tail

Tribal Information

Current Affiliation

Light Tribe

Former Affiliation

Exile , Shadow Tribe

Tattoo

Green Light

Power

Secondary

Proffession

Poisoner

Skills

All Secondary Skills

Soul Bound

N/A

Mentor

N/A

Apprentice

Aeiro (Graduated)

Kitus (Graduated

Personal Information

Personality

:bulletgreen [ Humorous / Wise / Affectionate ]

Humorous

If you're looking for a cat with a sense of humor, look no further than Algernon. He enjoys a good laugh all the time, any time, (as long as it's not directed towards him). He can pretty much make a joke out of anything, even himself if he's feeling up to it. For instance, he's recently come to know himself as the "whole ass hole" due to the absence of his tail. Cmon, you gotta admit that is pretty funny. Algernon's ease to laugh is pretty infectious if you're close to him. Once he starts snickering, it's hard not to join him, especially when the subject is actually pretty funny and not ridiculous. Though, lets be honest here. If it's Algernon we're talking about, the subject is always ridiculous and terrible. But at least he'd be able to make you laugh about it

Wise

Al isn't the eldest cat in the tribes, but he is older than most. And as time in the tribes goes, he was a healer back when healers were still dispersed into all the tribes and Light tribe was nonexistent. Whatever, Al knows what's what. He knows you don't screw around in the forest after dark. He knows you don't screw around with others bigger than you.....yeah this is a hard trait to describe. Anyway, Algernon's been around the bush a couple of times, and he's pretty educated in the ways of not "screwing shit up when you don't have to." He hasn't been kicked out of light tribe yet, anyway. Or maybe that's just because Basil keeps him around for comic relief. Who knows

Affectionate

You know those cats that don't really like to be touched. You know the ones, they always kinda flinch when you get too close? Yeah fuck that noise, Al will whisper in your ear like you were a lil mama if he likes you enough. Algernon, despite his rough and...ahem, less than prude exterior, is actually quite clingy and affectionate for one of his age. He loves settling down close to some one and snuggling for warmth. Touch is simply magnificent to this tom, in a non-sexual way of course, when in public. He's not that bad. Anyway, he actually....isn't that picky with those he expresses this to. He'll tucker down with pretty much anyone, as long as they don't smell like absolute dog shit. And they're not covered in maggots are dirt or anything unsanitary because ha ha that's fuggin gross but yeah. Al loves to love on.

[ Vain / Vulgar / Supercilious ]

Vain

You all knew this was coming, didn't you? I can tell. Al's pretty attractive, ain't he? A pretty little silver peach. And he knows it. Since knowing it, he's taken pleasure in shoving it into anyone and everyone's face. It hasn't even like been deterred by the loss of his tail all that much....okay it has, but he's till sexy as hell so screw all y'all. And he's like over 5. How many cats do you know are that good looking and over the age of 5. The answer is probably Basil but he still stand out against those half his age, and he makes a whole dance number of it. But enough with the comedy. Al was brought up being told that he should take pride in the way he looks. It's no surprise that he's the way he is now with that sort of upbringing

Vulgar

Think of all the terrible, ugly words you know in existence. Al has said them all, over and over, in the face of children. He really can't help himself. It's unknown where he got this particular....eh talent from, but there is one thing that we do know. He uses it far too much. It's not surprising if all the kits that come out of Light tribe speak like their an old brisk tom just because they've spent a minute or two in Algernon's presence. It's not like he does it on purpose though. It's truly addictive, cursing like there's no tomorrow, talking about coitus and excrement like you're describing your favorite fo-okay that's just nasty. But you get the point. I'm sure if he had a choice, Al wouldn't want to be so hard to approach. But he is who he is, and he enjoys it.

Supercilious

No seriously. You know what I'm talking about. You've already figured out that Al's proud as a lion right? Well, this pride often makes him a bit pig headed. He literally thinks he knows everything, and he is always right. Maybe it's just the age gap he has over others, but Algernon will always be right in every situation ever and it's totally your fault if you get salty because of it. Even if he is clearly wrong, stubbornness and his vanity will keep him behind his own opinion till he is fossilized. But don't worry. He gets bored so easily that he'll forget what you're even arguing about and laugh at you for getting pissed off over nothing.

History

Kit hood - Adolescence

Al, well, Mouse as it were, had a pretty normal childhood, at least as normal as a childhood could be in Exile. He had a mother and a father, who loved him very much.....but heh, his father, named Douglas, wasn't really his father and his mother forced their little group into being nomadic, despite Mouse's young age. This should be given some explanation. Claire was young, and dumb, and had been mated to a tom named Dorian before she'd met Douglas, and when she'd fallen pregnant, she'd panicked and ran away. While running she'd met Douglas and holy hell sexy lady and cute little kit but what ever back to Mouse.

Despite the strain of being a 2 moon old kit and being nomadic, Mouse adjusted well to the constant traveling. Douglas allowed him to sit on his shoulders most of the time anyway. Whenever they stopped, they seemed to meet other cats. Though Douglas and Mouse saw no problem in this, Claire was becoming more and more paranoid. She was constantly afraid that her mate would come after her, and there for moved on as quickly as she could, dragging her two boys along. Mouse grew up pretty well, even though he barely made any friends, and he got a little gray diamond tattoo on his forhead and chest when he was about six moons old. Claire didn't really care, but Douglas professed that it was a good omen, as is own mother had been the bearer of the same marking. Not much happened during Al's exile life, as you can see.

He grew into a fine young she cat tom gender fluid contraption of a cat under his parents' watchful gaze, and attracted the attention of many he came in contact with. Mouse shone under the attentions he was given, however brief they were with his mother's constant need for travel. But this would soon change...

Adult hood

Mouse was nearing the end of his second year of life, and everything was relatively normal. Amazingly, his mother had actually settled in for a while, some where in the north east, or whats now known as water tribe territory. But then Douglas disappeared. Mouse was curious over the entire ordeal for weeks, but then his mother brought a tiny bundle named Dove into the world, and his interest kinda faded. Mouse was.....to be honest, totally in love. Dove was positively adorable. Being that he wasn't a total idiot, Mouse knew she was Douglas's daughter. But, why would he disappear when it was clear he would soon be the father to a lovely little she cat like Dove? Claire didn't much care for her son's curiosity, and put him in charge of the she kit when she wanted to got 'out'.

During this time, Mouse grew close to his little half sister. She looked up to him, even though he was pretty terrible as a person, and kept his undivided attention. Mouse gave up going to hang out with friends to be with her you gotta call that shit devotion. She grew into a fine young she cat under his care (and lack of her own mother), and was soon 7 moons. She had a fire tattoo over her eye, which was pretty cool.

After this, you know the whole story. New silver comes along, says they can rejoin the tribes, yada yada. Mouse took this as a great opportunity for him and Dove to become well acquainted with others, but Claire opposed. She didn't want her only son leaving her for some strangers, and when asked if she wanted to join them, she refused. Mouse quickly became fed up with his mother's stubbornness, and dragged little Dove with the rest of the exiles to the tribes, with out Claire. His tattoo turned green and he was then called Al. He got shipped off to shadow tribe while Dove, now called Demi was sent to Ft. Much separation, very anxiety.

Anyway, Al adjusted....kinda sorta good in st. I mean there were some assholes but he was okay. But yeah the tribes fricked up real bad before hand so they had to get the hell out before they got killed yo. So Al when along with ST to the new tribes and, wouldnt' you know it? He got sent to live with other healers and everything was pretty cool for a while. Hell, he even met some guy that he liked a lot named Firo(yeah I totally typed lick first sue me). But then Caimans. OHHHHHHH Caimans. Lil shits. But yeah Al was a boy so he became a poisoner like the rest of the males in lt and Kehr-Bear was his leader so he was a lil ticked off but it was okay. They won so it's fine. So now he's a poisoner with out a tail and a fukked up mug bitch you better know how you steppin to better check yourself.

Family

Mother - Claire ( Nebelung - Black Water - Deceased )

Father - Dorian ( Oriental Short-hair / Balinese mix - Black Air - Deceased )

Brother(s) -

(Younger / Half)

TBA

Sister(s) -

(Younger / Half)

Demitri ( Nebelung / Lynx Point Siamese Mix - Orange Fire - Alive )

TBA

Nephew(s) / Nieces(s) -

TBA

Mate - N/A

Kit(s) - N/A

Extra Information

Trivia

Voice Actor -

Sexuality - Homosexual

Dreams - Watch Demi be happy , Find some one to love forever

Fears - Demi dying , being an outcast

Themes -

Gay Or European - Legally Blonde the Musical (LMFAO)

Favorites

Color - Silver

Hobby - Fishing

Game - N/A

Place - Fisher's Outlook

Random Facts

-He is named after the Mouse from the book "Flowers for Algernon". Consequently, this is also the reason his kit name is 'Mouse'

-Because he was Demi's primary care give before they moved to the tribes, not only does he feel brotherly love towards her but also the inklings of fatherly as well.

-Unlike other cats who have lost their tails, Algenron literally has no tail left and has frequent bouts of intense back pain

-If he were human, Algernon would most-likely suffer from Kallmann syndrome

RP Example

[Yellow-fire / Castail / Cat's Eye]

He felt that terribly crumbling in his chest start, just as Sandy scooted away from him. 'She hates me, she totally hates me. Who can blame her I just tried to DROWN her.' was all Castail could think as he stared at her, his pupils large and apologetic. He didn't move from where he was sitting, but his tattoo was still activated. "I'm....I'm so sorry Sandy.....I...I should of known. I should of gotten out of the water. You almost...." his voice cracked then, the guilt and self loathing evident in his voice and expression. Blood dribble from his nose to his mouth, the poor area swelling bigger and bigger the more he spoke. He could just barely get by with out sounding like his nose was stuffed. It was, but it didn't matter. He ignore the ache, and merely looked up at his half drowned friend, eyes watery. His sad frowned deepened as she thanked him. Thanked him for what? For nearly killing her? For making her go through probably the most horrifying experience any cat could go through? Even as she commented on his nose, Castail frowned, but his muzzle wrinkled, and he looked away."Don't be sorry. My dumb ass deserves it." he chopped out with a low hiss, not having to courage to look back into her admiring silvery gaze. She thanked him for saving her in that cute quivering voice of hers, asked if she could do something to help with his nose, even joked about how inept at swimming she was for being an earth triber. After a few seconds of silence, the blue gray tabby looked up again, staring into the earth triber's eyes with darkened irises, his cheek fur wetted with tears of anger and horror. He rose from his spot on the shore, still staring at the pale striped she cat with utter guilt and sorrow, and made several slow steps towards. Soon, the yellow fire was close enough to brush his nose with hers, and he merely stood there, still staring at her. "Sandy....." was the only thing he whispered before he moved his head past hers, burying his muzzle into the fur of her neck. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine, just as long as you're okay and breathing......Spirits I'm sorry. I almost killed y-you." His voice had thickened, and tears started to stream from his now burgundy eyes, blood shot from the sting of the water. 'Spirits why do I always put those I care for in danger? Why must I be such a bad luck charm?' His questions would of course go unanswered, but the tom was content in inhaling the others sent, blanded by the water but still alive and still breathing.

Al is mine

TGB belongs to