Post by Hoax on Oct 19, 2010 22:15:27 GMT -5
Voss, the wild rat.
Basics
|Name| Voss
|Aliases| None
|Age| Five years old
|Gender| Male
|Affiliation| Rat Rebellion Leader
Physical
|Coloration| Three shades of gray. Dark, light and pale.
|Oddities| Four facial scars. Two under his right eye, two across his muzzle.
|Extras| Eight studs in his ears, four in each. A wedding band he found in the rubbish dump sits around his tail.
|General Appearance| Beady little eyes of black coal, that could seemingly bore into your soul. Voss is your average sized gray rat, weighing just over a pound by a few ounces. Four distinguishable bright pinkish red scars mark his face. Two across his muzzle, two under his right eye. Four silver studs in each of his ears, and a thick silver wedding band around his tail.
A cement gray blaze runs from Voss' forehead, to just above his chest. A darker gray triangular shape splits the blaze from his undercarriage of the same cement gray. His long whip like tail and little ratty feet are of the same color. The tip of the tail, left front and right back feet are an almost-white gray.
Mental
|Likes| Rotting apples, Big Ben and River Thames.
|Dislike| Rain, cold weather and Cane.
|Strengths| Curiosity, logic and humor.
|Weaknesses| Hot headed, impulsive and obsessive.
|Complete Personality| Voss likes to say he's complex, but he really just doesn't like letting others into his head. He doesn't like to explain why he does what he does, either. This is probably due to his impulsive nature, rarely taking the time to think about the consequences of his actions. Yet Voss possesses the ability to logically plan out things to the finest deal, coupled with his obsessive behavior, it's hard for him to ignore even a minor detail. Curiosity is said to kill the cat, but it's never killed a rat. At least not in Voss' experience. His curiosity has gotten him into a few tight spots, but never anything that would cause his untimely death.
Easily finding humor in most things, Voss has learned to laugh at his mistakes. Sometimes you just can't foretell every single detail, or you plan poorly. When he can't afford a mistake, or someone else makes a mistake at his expense, Voss' temper will flare. This often leads to a slew of profanity and rage.
When Voss isn't plotting or exploring, he enjoys visiting Big Ben, or strolling along River Thames. During the winter, he'll grumble about the cold weather and how he's stuck in his burrow at the dump. He'll grumble about the rain and how when it rains, it's always too much. Voss' favorite snack is rotting apple. Which he'll tell you aren't easy to find with humans constructing compost heaps for their bloody gardens.
History
|Parents| Emma and Zin
|Siblings| Ratchet and Kimber
|Complete History| The only son of Emma and Zin. Voss' two sisters, Ratchet and Kimber are older than he is by just a few hours each. He's also the oddball of the trio, Ratchet being a deep black like their father and Kimber a soft almost-white gray like their mother. The family lived in a burrow along River Thames during Voss' younger years. He and his sisters would play in the tall grass with other ratlets who lived along the river. Life as a ratlet was fine and dandy, Voss never wanted to grow up.
Shortly before Voss was old enough to leave home, the Rat King at the time raided the river homes, demanding them to give half their winter supplies for the rats that lived in the sewers. With Zin away gathering more supplies, Voss was left to watch over his sisters and mother. He stood up to the Rat King and refuses to hand over half their supplies, at which point he made an example of the young rat. This is were the four scars on Voss' face came from. He was never quite the same.
After that winter, Voss left his family burrow and moved on the rubbish dump. It was there that he met the former leader of the Rebellion and joined them in their fight against the Rat King and his followers. The former leader and the former Rat King came to an agreement that the rubbish dump would be beyond his power and that he wouldn't raid them each winter for half their supplies.
Voss slowly worked his way up the ranks until he became the former leader's right hand man. Which meant that once he passed on, Voss would become the new leader. During his third winter with the Rebellion, the former leader passed on quietly in his sleep. That spring, Voss took over as the new leader.
A few months ago, Ms. Cassie introduced Voss to a group of lab rats. They explained that they had escaped from the labs here in London and that, Cane, the new Rat King has refused to help him. His deep seeded hatred for Cane swayed his decision to help them. But it would cost the lab rats a favor in return. Voss asked them to help him dethrone Cane once they've freed all the other lab rats. After they agreed, Voss returned to the rubbish dump to think over the new mission at hand.
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Hoax
|Where You Found Us| Creator
|Sample Post| Scurrying nails scraped against rubbish, an almost whisper to anything non-animal, could be heard at the dump. Along with the sound, a long whip like tail could have been seen disappearing into a hidey-hole in the wall of rubbish. Within the hidey-hole, a burrow had been made to fit the life style of Voss.
It was spacious yet cozy. Everything had its place, right down to the scraps of junk. If you ventured to the far back of the burrow, took a left down a tunnel, you'd find Voss' bed chamber. An old jewelry box packed with downy feathers, covered over with a piece of soft fabric. At the front of the burrow, a living area for entertaining guests and visitors sat, rarely used. To the left, a dining area, where Voss might serve you delicious foods. To the right of that, he kept his winter supplies, in what humans would call a pantry. If you ventured back out towards the living area, and took a right, you'd find Voss' favorite place. The ratty equivalent to a study. A small window in the wall allowed him to look out across the dump while he thought.
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