Post by Selina Kyle on Jun 16, 2009 22:45:58 GMT -5
Selina;Kyle;
((I just rped as Catwoman in this whole application do I still need to a sample of my rping?))Name:Catwoman
Age:32
Alignment: neutral
Occupation:A crime-fighter, the worlds finest cat burglar, a vigilante, a bounty hunter, and animal rights activist.
Personality:I can be a lot of different things. Depends on what mood I'm in. Catch me on a good day and I can be fun loving, but mysterious. Catch me on a bad day and pray that I'm not suited up.
Appearance:I stand at 5'9" 135 lbs. My hair is long, black, and wavy. My eyes are emerald green and my breasts are a size D Cup. I tend to be told that I look like a combination of Joan Crawford and Shannen Doherty...don't ask me why.
Attacks, special abilities:I have cat like speed, peak acrobatics and gymnastics, cats love me and I do have feline empathy, (when I'm hurt cats will try and help me.) I've been told that I am an incredible fighter and have the background to prove it, (trained with the Armless Master making me lethal with my legs. I've also learned the Dragon style of Kung Fu, but I was also trained by Ted Grant, he taught me how to box and move quicker than I already am.) Another favorite of mine is manipulation of devices like bombs, lasers, safes, codes, things that make stealing all the more enjoyable. I also have incredible stealth making it very hard for anyone to actually catch or find me, unless I wanna be caught. Which leads me to my seduction. My looks, body, and attitude have gotten me out of some pretty intense situations and I get a few things if I play all three up at the same time. My strength is rather peak for a woman of my age, weight, height, and physical abilities. It helps when practice all the time.
History:My history isn't exactly one that you find in a cheesy romance novel. I was born to Maria and Brian Kyle, I also have a sister named Magdalene. The first few years of my life were a misery containing abuse, death, and being thrown in an orphanage. My mother killed herself and my father drank himself to death. While in the orphanage I was unruly. I kicked and screamed to get out of there. I was abused there as well. While I was there, however, I noticed that I loved looking up at the night sky. The stars were always an inspiration for me. I constantly found myself sneaking out with my friend Denise. She would do her own thing and I would scurry and climb to the top of the orphanage and even balance on the flag pole at the very tip.
When I was finally released from that hell hole, me and Denise became prostitutes, because stealing food was not what I wanted, try being shot at by a store clerk then come talk to me about stealing food. Denise took, at being a prostitute, like a professional. I wasn't one for selling my body for sex, so I became a dominatrix....after I was found left for dead in a gutter by my sister. Magdalene had become a nun. In the hospital I recalled being beaten and left for dead by my ex-boss Stan. He had bought me a whip and the right clothing when I decided to be a dominatrix for his clients, instead of a prostitute. Soon the money started coming in and right back into Stan's pockets. Me and Denise parted ways because I was making more money than her and I went on for better things.
I heard through the grapevine that a guy called Ted Grant gave lessons on self defense. I looked him up and he became my first romantic interest, but then we started working together and the love just became a close friendship. He even taught me how to handle a whip. The gymnastics, the acrobatics, those were both taught to me by Ted, but augmented by my striving to be the best. I had gotten so fed up with Stan hoarding my money that I took it upon myself to get it back, during this time I had a sidekick named Arizona, that was a mistake, having a sidekick.
One night I was out walking the streets and I see this man in a cape and pointed eared cowl called himself Batman, what did I know? After seeing him in action I got an idea. After making a make-shift cat suit I took my skills and abilities and went after Stan. He had spent most of it, but thankfully he didn't know it was me stealing from him. With that money I bought food, water, and flame retardant suit. I took my sewing skills and turned that suit into another cat suit. It was a bit pricey, but worth it. It was rather cute when the suit was turned inside out to be worked on it had a tail. It was kismet. That happiness lasted only a few seconds because after all the thieving that I did I found out that Stan had taken my sister, I still didn't know how that miserable prick found out, but he crossed a line that day. I didn't kill him because Batman saved me fro doing it. That, however, didn't stop Stan from falling into some type of liquid that I guess killed him. From that day forward I've been revamping my looks and suits, training, stealing, learning more about fighting and combat and always trying to better myself so that I can steal anything I want.
Love Interest:Batman/Bruce Wayne
Code: coin
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