Post by A Retired Jemima on Sept 28, 2014 3:59:26 GMT -5
Cat’s Name: Jemima
Loyalty: Jellicle
Age: Preteen
Family: A red queen, Athena, who was killed by Jemima's father Macavity, is her mother. She was found by Jennyanydots and the tribe, and taken care of. Since she has no parents, everyone raises her.
Appearance:
Personality: Very bright, but also quite shy. Jemima is sweet, empathetic, innocent, and intuitive. She is the youngest kitten in the tribe and shows to have compassion for others around her. She is very friendly and welcoming, as well as playful. She also has the ability to get hyper during some of the songs. Jemima is known for her high, clear, beautiful soprano voice that is featured in Memory and Moments of Happiness.
Jemima is shy around cats she isn't familiar with, but very trustworthy to those she knows. She loves playing with other cats, but tends to be timid around big-image cats, such as Bustopher Jones and Jennyannydots. Singing is her passion. The melodies and lyrics she sings are her own, and she sings them with her heart. This causes other cats to go to her for advice, as she is wide beyond her years. But she also has a temper, and tends to go as red as her fur when angry. She also can be very stubborn, or, how Demeter puts it, 'irrationally determined'. She will be a Moon Mystic when older, and can connect with people and empathize, as well as sense the Everlasting Cat's will. She sings to the Jellicle Moon. Her powers are just starting to kick in at the ball.
History: Athena gave birth to her after a traumatic kidnapping by Macavity. She sobbed for hours, and was very skinny, having no hope for the newborn. She had barely eaten anything before the labor.This resulted in Jemima's petite size. By the time JJenny had her, she had almost no hope form the kitten. Jenny took her outside into the night, and hummed a soft song to her. The moonlight hit her face, and Jemima started to cry instantly. She rushed inside, and Jemima was okay after all. She made best friends with Ectectra and Victoria, along with others. Jemima's passion for singing sparked when she heard her mother singing a verse from 'Macavity: The Mystery Cat' and utilized her high voice to sing along. She practices in private, away from the others. Cats sometimes sneak around the area to watch her sing. Old D assinged her a set of gurdians, Skimbleshanks, Munkustrap, and Jenny.
A moon mystic is someone who channels the symbol of life, the Jellicle moon, to sense what people are feeling. The moon is how the Everlasting cat communicates and provides life for the tribe. Jemima can sense this and help people with emotions. She cannot, however, manipulate people's actions. She can only help them. She also can sense the Everlasting cat's will, and does her best to make these happen. The fate of the tribe will one dya rest in her hands.
Desired Pairings: Maybe Mungojerrie/Jemima or Alonzo/Jemima. Open, except NO Tumble/Jem or Plato/Jem
Roleplaying Sample: Jemima slinked across the center of the Junkyard. Her eyes skimmed the area for possible watchers. She made eye contact with two brown eyes. She gave a small hiss, and is quickly jumped away. Oh, Electra... She thought. Jemima rose from her place, below the wooden plank and turned to face the moon. The cat took a deep breath and cleared her throat. She opened her mouth wide and started to sing.
Daylight, turn your face to the sunrise
Let the face of dawn lead you, flowers turn to the sky,
When you find, here, the true answer to the joyfulness,
Then, we will all unite, be one....kind
It was exhilarating. The wind brushing her fur, her voice like a blanket over the yard, the happiness she felt when she sang.....is felt glorious. Like what Tori feels when she's dancing, or what Jenny feels when she heals a kitten. It was her favorite thing on earth. Suddenly, the air was knocked out of her lungs.
"THAT WAS AMAZING!!!!!!!" Etcetera yelled. Jemima coughed.
"Ecty-can't-breathe-" She choked. The kitten quickly released her friend. "Thanks." She took a deep breath of the fresh air.
"But it was." Ecty presisted. "How to you do it?" Jemima opened her mouth, then paused.
"I-" She stopped again, at a loss for words. She didn't really know how to explain it. It was just so natural, like second nature. "I don't really know." She admitted. The moon hit her face. "It's like he's talking to me." Etcetera raised an eyebrow.
"Who?" The two gazed up at the sky. Jemima smiled and sung again.
"Life, to the Ever-Last-Ing Cat....."
How often can you be on?: Almost every day.
Password: Rice Pudding and Mutton
Comments: Thanks, and I hope you accept me!
Loyalty: Jellicle
Age: Preteen
Family: A red queen, Athena, who was killed by Jemima's father Macavity, is her mother. She was found by Jennyanydots and the tribe, and taken care of. Since she has no parents, everyone raises her.
Appearance:
Personality: Very bright, but also quite shy. Jemima is sweet, empathetic, innocent, and intuitive. She is the youngest kitten in the tribe and shows to have compassion for others around her. She is very friendly and welcoming, as well as playful. She also has the ability to get hyper during some of the songs. Jemima is known for her high, clear, beautiful soprano voice that is featured in Memory and Moments of Happiness.
Jemima is shy around cats she isn't familiar with, but very trustworthy to those she knows. She loves playing with other cats, but tends to be timid around big-image cats, such as Bustopher Jones and Jennyannydots. Singing is her passion. The melodies and lyrics she sings are her own, and she sings them with her heart. This causes other cats to go to her for advice, as she is wide beyond her years. But she also has a temper, and tends to go as red as her fur when angry. She also can be very stubborn, or, how Demeter puts it, 'irrationally determined'. She will be a Moon Mystic when older, and can connect with people and empathize, as well as sense the Everlasting Cat's will. She sings to the Jellicle Moon. Her powers are just starting to kick in at the ball.
History: Athena gave birth to her after a traumatic kidnapping by Macavity. She sobbed for hours, and was very skinny, having no hope for the newborn. She had barely eaten anything before the labor.This resulted in Jemima's petite size. By the time JJenny had her, she had almost no hope form the kitten. Jenny took her outside into the night, and hummed a soft song to her. The moonlight hit her face, and Jemima started to cry instantly. She rushed inside, and Jemima was okay after all. She made best friends with Ectectra and Victoria, along with others. Jemima's passion for singing sparked when she heard her mother singing a verse from 'Macavity: The Mystery Cat' and utilized her high voice to sing along. She practices in private, away from the others. Cats sometimes sneak around the area to watch her sing. Old D assinged her a set of gurdians, Skimbleshanks, Munkustrap, and Jenny.
A moon mystic is someone who channels the symbol of life, the Jellicle moon, to sense what people are feeling. The moon is how the Everlasting cat communicates and provides life for the tribe. Jemima can sense this and help people with emotions. She cannot, however, manipulate people's actions. She can only help them. She also can sense the Everlasting cat's will, and does her best to make these happen. The fate of the tribe will one dya rest in her hands.
Desired Pairings: Maybe Mungojerrie/Jemima or Alonzo/Jemima. Open, except NO Tumble/Jem or Plato/Jem
Roleplaying Sample: Jemima slinked across the center of the Junkyard. Her eyes skimmed the area for possible watchers. She made eye contact with two brown eyes. She gave a small hiss, and is quickly jumped away. Oh, Electra... She thought. Jemima rose from her place, below the wooden plank and turned to face the moon. The cat took a deep breath and cleared her throat. She opened her mouth wide and started to sing.
Daylight, turn your face to the sunrise
Let the face of dawn lead you, flowers turn to the sky,
When you find, here, the true answer to the joyfulness,
Then, we will all unite, be one....kind
It was exhilarating. The wind brushing her fur, her voice like a blanket over the yard, the happiness she felt when she sang.....is felt glorious. Like what Tori feels when she's dancing, or what Jenny feels when she heals a kitten. It was her favorite thing on earth. Suddenly, the air was knocked out of her lungs.
"THAT WAS AMAZING!!!!!!!" Etcetera yelled. Jemima coughed.
"Ecty-can't-breathe-" She choked. The kitten quickly released her friend. "Thanks." She took a deep breath of the fresh air.
"But it was." Ecty presisted. "How to you do it?" Jemima opened her mouth, then paused.
"I-" She stopped again, at a loss for words. She didn't really know how to explain it. It was just so natural, like second nature. "I don't really know." She admitted. The moon hit her face. "It's like he's talking to me." Etcetera raised an eyebrow.
"Who?" The two gazed up at the sky. Jemima smiled and sung again.
"Life, to the Ever-Last-Ing Cat....."
How often can you be on?: Almost every day.
Password: Rice Pudding and Mutton
Comments: Thanks, and I hope you accept me!
Could you fix her history when you get a second, though?