Post by animalboything on Mar 19, 2010 15:24:06 GMT -5
Application for 'name of cat': Tumblebrutus
History: (Note: I did read the profiles for the other players with the characters in mind and tried to make this accordingly).
Tumblebrutus was shortly adopted after Jennyanydots birthed him, and he had the fortune of going to a loving home, upper middle class, where he’s doted on yet not spoiled with. Not too long after him came Pouncival who, besides being his younger brother, really is the cat who Tumblebrutus considers to be his best friend. When Pouncival ran away, Tumblebrutus was beside himself, not eating as much as he should, nor in the mood for playing with anyone. Upon Pouncival’s return, he was at first elated, then irritated, and for awhile ignored him out of anger but that passed shortly.
For tremendous life changing events, Tumblebrutus hasn’t had any so far, and in a way he’s disappointed by that although he’s generally content with his life. He’s utterly close to his mother, and not embarrassed by being close to her, despite the Momma’s Boy thing.
Personality:
There’s a thin line between being a momma’s boy and a troublemaker, and Tumblebrutus has always straddled it. The casting auditions for the 2011 tour list him as a “Juvenile delinquent. A tough kitten, troublemaker” but with that comes a sense of naivety, and often his trouble is spurred on by his brother, Pouncival, as well as his friends, Plato and Alonzo.
Tumblebrutus is a housecat, and positively loves his human family and really is the sort of kitten who’s playful and preened upon although not spoiled. He can’t fathom why anyone wouldn’t want to be a house cat, especially his brother who he assumes is trying to be a nonconformist and will eventually find a human home.
Tumblebrutus is an omega type trying to become a beta and dreaming of the day he’d be an alpha male, yet knowing the probability that wouldn’t happen. (See article for more information on tribe types if of interest). He views Alonzo and Plato as Alpha types and looks up to them immensely. He doesn’t rate his brother on the scale because he sees Pouncival just as his younger brother, one who he tries to put in place sometimes, and on occasion subjects him to some bullying. (They’re siblings, what do you expect?)
Tumblebrutus has a unique ability for tumbling and dance, particularly of a ballet influence, though with aging his voice is changing a bit later than average, and cracks and drops embarrassingly so—he goes back and forth from being silent to extremely chatty depending on this. With his tumbling and acrobatic skills, certainly more graceful than his brother, he sometimes can be a nuance or target of envy. Tumblebrutus is oblivious to the reasoning, but has no problem giving a scowl or competing to be the best dancer or tumbler. Again, competing with his brother is a given, though Tumblebrutus is more invested with the idea of beating Alonzo as he believes that will push him into the beta category.
Tumblebrutus is in the awkward stage of not adolescent, and not quite tom, more teenager in demeanor. He’s starting to notice cats in a different way but is a little confused as to why he wants to spend more time with them or watch them. He bounces between the idea of saying absolutely ‘mature’ things such as, “queens have cooties, blech,” and being star dazed, as well as a bit embarrassed and shy around them. Slowly, he’s understanding what a crush really is, and is a bit terrified and mortified as he’s starting to realize that he’s been spending some time admiring Jemima. Partly this is because he sees himself growing up, partly it’s because he doesn’t want his friends or brother to make fun of him, and partly it’s because as an omega he believes she’s way out of his league and that no one in their right mind would give him a second chance. In the ways of role model, he admires Mistoffelees greatly; idolizing the Rum Tum Tugger is a given, and he absolutely loves talking about that idolization to other cats, particularly ones who are bemused by his antics.
Appearance: Modeled after a few different productions. Predominantly white, Tumblebrutus has splotches of brown with an orange tint on his right shoulder and left leg, while the left shoulder and right leg are predominantly gray. Dark gray-brown stripes accentuate his ribs, amplifying his lean, if not a bit too thin, appearance, a great accompaniment for his active nature. He has a brown patch over his right eye, and spot on his chin and cheekbones giving the illusion of youthful, growing goatee and sideburns, consequentially teenager. He’s not terribly tall in the range of cat height, but considering his youth and being tall for his age it can be assumed that he’s going through a growth spurt and might end up being quite tall.
RP sample:
Tumblebrutus sprawled on his back, delighting in the radiating heat on the hood of the broken car, head turned to the side to watch the shaking Gus. Jellylorum generally nursed him, but Tumblebrutus generally tried to take responsibility, to do his fair share. And, senile as he was certain the cat was becoming, Tumblebrutus admitted that he enjoyed the older cat’s company, and some of his stories. To be a theatre cat; that would be so fascinating. As the story of Growltiger came, Tumblebrutus pictured himself in the title role, growling as he crouched, and then affection for the Lady Griddblebone and… ew. His nose wrinkled a bit. “You didn’t have to kiss her, did you?” he asked, interrupting the other cat.
Code: "a true rolling stone that has gathered no moss"
History: (Note: I did read the profiles for the other players with the characters in mind and tried to make this accordingly).
Tumblebrutus was shortly adopted after Jennyanydots birthed him, and he had the fortune of going to a loving home, upper middle class, where he’s doted on yet not spoiled with. Not too long after him came Pouncival who, besides being his younger brother, really is the cat who Tumblebrutus considers to be his best friend. When Pouncival ran away, Tumblebrutus was beside himself, not eating as much as he should, nor in the mood for playing with anyone. Upon Pouncival’s return, he was at first elated, then irritated, and for awhile ignored him out of anger but that passed shortly.
For tremendous life changing events, Tumblebrutus hasn’t had any so far, and in a way he’s disappointed by that although he’s generally content with his life. He’s utterly close to his mother, and not embarrassed by being close to her, despite the Momma’s Boy thing.
Personality:
There’s a thin line between being a momma’s boy and a troublemaker, and Tumblebrutus has always straddled it. The casting auditions for the 2011 tour list him as a “Juvenile delinquent. A tough kitten, troublemaker” but with that comes a sense of naivety, and often his trouble is spurred on by his brother, Pouncival, as well as his friends, Plato and Alonzo.
Tumblebrutus is a housecat, and positively loves his human family and really is the sort of kitten who’s playful and preened upon although not spoiled. He can’t fathom why anyone wouldn’t want to be a house cat, especially his brother who he assumes is trying to be a nonconformist and will eventually find a human home.
Tumblebrutus is an omega type trying to become a beta and dreaming of the day he’d be an alpha male, yet knowing the probability that wouldn’t happen. (See article for more information on tribe types if of interest). He views Alonzo and Plato as Alpha types and looks up to them immensely. He doesn’t rate his brother on the scale because he sees Pouncival just as his younger brother, one who he tries to put in place sometimes, and on occasion subjects him to some bullying. (They’re siblings, what do you expect?)
Tumblebrutus has a unique ability for tumbling and dance, particularly of a ballet influence, though with aging his voice is changing a bit later than average, and cracks and drops embarrassingly so—he goes back and forth from being silent to extremely chatty depending on this. With his tumbling and acrobatic skills, certainly more graceful than his brother, he sometimes can be a nuance or target of envy. Tumblebrutus is oblivious to the reasoning, but has no problem giving a scowl or competing to be the best dancer or tumbler. Again, competing with his brother is a given, though Tumblebrutus is more invested with the idea of beating Alonzo as he believes that will push him into the beta category.
Tumblebrutus is in the awkward stage of not adolescent, and not quite tom, more teenager in demeanor. He’s starting to notice cats in a different way but is a little confused as to why he wants to spend more time with them or watch them. He bounces between the idea of saying absolutely ‘mature’ things such as, “queens have cooties, blech,” and being star dazed, as well as a bit embarrassed and shy around them. Slowly, he’s understanding what a crush really is, and is a bit terrified and mortified as he’s starting to realize that he’s been spending some time admiring Jemima. Partly this is because he sees himself growing up, partly it’s because he doesn’t want his friends or brother to make fun of him, and partly it’s because as an omega he believes she’s way out of his league and that no one in their right mind would give him a second chance. In the ways of role model, he admires Mistoffelees greatly; idolizing the Rum Tum Tugger is a given, and he absolutely loves talking about that idolization to other cats, particularly ones who are bemused by his antics.
Appearance: Modeled after a few different productions. Predominantly white, Tumblebrutus has splotches of brown with an orange tint on his right shoulder and left leg, while the left shoulder and right leg are predominantly gray. Dark gray-brown stripes accentuate his ribs, amplifying his lean, if not a bit too thin, appearance, a great accompaniment for his active nature. He has a brown patch over his right eye, and spot on his chin and cheekbones giving the illusion of youthful, growing goatee and sideburns, consequentially teenager. He’s not terribly tall in the range of cat height, but considering his youth and being tall for his age it can be assumed that he’s going through a growth spurt and might end up being quite tall.
RP sample:
Tumblebrutus sprawled on his back, delighting in the radiating heat on the hood of the broken car, head turned to the side to watch the shaking Gus. Jellylorum generally nursed him, but Tumblebrutus generally tried to take responsibility, to do his fair share. And, senile as he was certain the cat was becoming, Tumblebrutus admitted that he enjoyed the older cat’s company, and some of his stories. To be a theatre cat; that would be so fascinating. As the story of Growltiger came, Tumblebrutus pictured himself in the title role, growling as he crouched, and then affection for the Lady Griddblebone and… ew. His nose wrinkled a bit. “You didn’t have to kiss her, did you?” he asked, interrupting the other cat.
Code: "a true rolling stone that has gathered no moss"
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