Post by FRAPPÉ on Sept 18, 2010 10:32:23 GMT -5
[/size][/b]prince fritz the fourth.
i'll do whatever it takes.
g e n d e r .
male
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two years
o r i e n t a t i o n .[/size][/b]
homosexual
r o u t i n e .[/size][/b]
tuatha de danaan
p o s i t i o n .[/size][/b]
van talena prince
d e s c r i p t i o n .[/size][/b]
a very large magenta tom-cat with yellow eyes.
a p p e a r a n c e .[/size][/b] Tall, strong, handsome and graceful, Fritz fills the description of 'prince' easily. Naturally, his rich Maine coon blood presents him as huge and magnificent, almost doubled the size of the average male cat. But even as tall as he is, one might consider Fritz' actual body structure to be lanky and slender. For his size, it is truly odd for him to not be so muscular or powerful, but instead very dainty and delicate. He moves with ease, in long fluid motions over the earth as if he were just air.
From his fine frame falls long tendrils of fur, and though the stripes of a tabby mark his body, they are colored soft tones of magenta with white to lighter highlights of pink.
In contrast to his beautiful markings, Fritz's eye is a pastel yellow. His facial features, his eyes, nose, and whiskers are outstanding, enlarged to add a boyish, more innocent look to him.
On his forehead he has the Van Talena family crest, marked in a dark magenta. (180)
p e r s o n a l i t y .[/size][/b] From the perspective of Fritz. A year or so ago, I was happy. I was social and friendly, I loved everyone, and I got a long with everyone. I had a light in my eyes. But it all changed in the matter of a moment. Ever since Felix, I have been empty. Besides hiding in the family den and only talking to Fritzi, I have found my way into any trouble I can get into as a distraction. Fritzi chases after me, but I always drag her into it. What kind of trouble? Any kind, whatever I can do, whatever I can break or destroy, disrupt.
I go for days without eating then pick at a meal my sister has brought. I sleep for what seems like weeks then suffer from insomnia. I feel like every moment here is filled with torment and sadness. I dream of my own death, then curse myself for every thinking these things. I am mean now, cold and harsh to anyone who comes close enough to hear my voice and tries to talk to me. I am destructive and childish, with a short temper and the tendency to throw hellish fits. I don't care about anything anymore. I've lost my shame and all care for anything to do with the Tuatha de Danaan. (214)
h i s t o r y .[/size][/b] There isn't much to our story. Fritz was born into one of the most prestigious families of the Tuatha de Danaan. Accompanying him came his twin sister, the pair easily bonded closer then any sibling had been before. They relied on each other for everything. When the rest of the empire learned to despise the prince for his orientation, Fritzi was there beside him.
But that is for later. They were spoiled and happy in their places, loved by the whole empire. Fritz was a social butterfly, enjoying the company of others. They attended the highest events of the empire with their parents. One event in particular was the demise of our Fritz's reputation. In a separate royal family there was a prince, Felix, who found Fritz alone and tempted him, urging a side of Fritz out that he had been flirting with since he was very young. It wasn't hard to follow it, Fritz only needed someone to encourage him to come out.
For many months the pair would sneak from their family areas and meet up a way from the empire. On the eve of their fourth month, they were caught, and shame fell upon Fritz and Felix's heads. The empire was old school in their ways, and they banished the pair from the empire for a year, before the two returned, seeming to avoid each other like they were the plagues in order to get back in. Fritz went back to his sister, and she comforted him for many months while he hid his face from the rest of the world. Ever since, Fritz has been depressed, avoiding everyone except his sister. (273)
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