Post by miranda on Dec 27, 2007 18:59:40 GMT -5
Name: Icabod
Gender: he
Occupation: Pet
Age: 8 months
what you are: cat
Appearance: Pale grey tabby fur with a brownish tint cover the unmuscular tom cat. His eyes are the color of the moon, and their shape is in such a way that he's always glaring.
Picture:
Icabod is also one of my cats, as are the other two I'll make. The only one still alive today is Casper, so this is my tribute to my kitties.
Personality: He's a senile young kitten, who just can't take a joke. He doesn't know the meaning of 'Funny' or 'Unserious', but he knows the meaning of 'Annoying' and uses the word quite often to describe Casper.
History: He was the cat of one of Miranda's victoms. 'Nough said.
RPG Ex: Ah..... thought the tabby, lieing in his bed, Relaxation atlast... Casper's off playing with some big dogs, Oz is playing lets hide in Miranda's closet and scare her, and Mr. Bibbs is off playing poker with his buddies. This is the-
"ICCY!" Came the voice. The dreaded voice. The dreaded voice that belong to her. Casper. Casper was home. Dang. There goes any chance of sleep now. He shot up from his bed and jolted under the couch, resting next to some dust bunnies. This has became a normal hiding spot for him, since his fur blended in nicely with the dust bunnies.
"Hello, Iccy!" She called, "How are you! Will you take me- Iccy...? Where are you....? There go my chances of going to the zoo..." She slinked off sadly, and Iabod sighed.
Halelu!
Gender: he
Occupation: Pet
Age: 8 months
what you are: cat
Appearance: Pale grey tabby fur with a brownish tint cover the unmuscular tom cat. His eyes are the color of the moon, and their shape is in such a way that he's always glaring.
Picture:
Icabod is also one of my cats, as are the other two I'll make. The only one still alive today is Casper, so this is my tribute to my kitties.Personality: He's a senile young kitten, who just can't take a joke. He doesn't know the meaning of 'Funny' or 'Unserious', but he knows the meaning of 'Annoying' and uses the word quite often to describe Casper.
History: He was the cat of one of Miranda's victoms. 'Nough said.
RPG Ex: Ah..... thought the tabby, lieing in his bed, Relaxation atlast... Casper's off playing with some big dogs, Oz is playing lets hide in Miranda's closet and scare her, and Mr. Bibbs is off playing poker with his buddies. This is the-
"ICCY!" Came the voice. The dreaded voice. The dreaded voice that belong to her. Casper. Casper was home. Dang. There goes any chance of sleep now. He shot up from his bed and jolted under the couch, resting next to some dust bunnies. This has became a normal hiding spot for him, since his fur blended in nicely with the dust bunnies.
"Hello, Iccy!" She called, "How are you! Will you take me- Iccy...? Where are you....? There go my chances of going to the zoo..." She slinked off sadly, and Iabod sighed.
Halelu!
