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Friday, March 6th, 2009

8:29 pm

Black Cat Player Name: Kaz Age: 27 Contact: kazrp@rocketmail.com Timezone GMT Character Original name: Patrick Stevenson Tribal name: Black Cat Tribe: Tawa Occupation: Musician Age/DOB: 25 07/12/1990 Sexuality: Straight- ish Relationship status: Single Family:Mother (Catherine) Father (Podraic), Sister (Mia) Brothers (Donal, John and Matthew- Deceased in car accident, with parents and sister) Damon (Unknown) Physical description: 6’ tall, longish brown hair, skinny with a sharp but handsome look, tends to go for stubbled and rumpled. Has mischievous brown eyes. Tends to dress in dark vintage when he can find it Distinguishing marks: Arrow shaped scar Personality: Black Cat is seemingly laid back and open, quite gregarious, but he has a deep desire to change, but is afraid of losing the protection of the image he has built for himself, which he uses like a shield, so he has a bit of a hidden side. He likes to make others happy, and gets on well with kids and in large groups, though he would deny the former. He will try his hardest to be loyal, but has bounced around from about the age of eleven, so he can be a bit fidgety, but he longs to feel safe enough to keep still find a genuine love and confide in someone. Cat is highly respectful of women, but can still be a bit of a slut. Skills and Training: A fantastic listener and very charming, he can sing Strengths and weaknesses: Strengths: His resilience, his humour, his ability to listen, his pragmatism Weaknesses: Family, his inability to commit, tends to talk himself into corners, wanderlust Items carried: Acoustic guitar History: Patrick was born the youngest of a large Irish American family, in downtown Chicago. It was a tough but, happy childhood, surrounded by a large family of four brothers and one sister. His sister Mia was the eldest of the family, and acted as a surrogate mother to the younger ones when their own was run ragged, as both of their parents worked full time in order to be able to support their children, while retaining their pride, by not relying on charity. While there were, of course, the usual filial disagreements, the family generally pulled together as a team, so Patrick is used to sharing his space and to pitching in with group tasks. At the age of five, Patrick picked up an arrow shaped scar on the first knuckle of his right hand when his older brother John, hit him with a home fashioned wooden sword. Patrick did fairly well in school, and basked in the glow of being surrounded by a supportive and loving family. His oldest brother Matthew taught him to play the guitar at the age of seven, and Patrick discovered his singing voice soon after, beginning with singing old Irish folk songs, before moving to rock songs, his voice isn’t flawless, but it isn’t half bad either. At eleven Patrick’s world was pulled apart. While returning home from work, his mother, father and four eldest siblings twenty three year old Mia, twenty one year old Donal, nineteen year old Matthew, and eighteen year old John, were killed when their car was hit by a heavy goods truck that skipped a traffic light. This left Patrick and his fourteen year old brother Damon alone in the world, as, as first generation immigrants from modern Ireland his parents had no extended family in America, and none could be traced in Ireland. Once in the care system Patrick and Damon were eventually separated, when Patrick was thirteen and Damon sixteen. Patrick hasn’t seen his brother since and has no idea if Damon, who would now be twenty seven, is still alive. After leaving the care system Patrick took on the world alone, and in the irascible, undisciplined style that had got him through the care system. Never short of friends but lacking the desire to get a ‘proper’ job, Patrick got by on his singing, his charm and sometimes, the seat of his pants. Crashing on people’s floors while simultaneously avoiding people he owed money to. Occasionally he would manage to gather up enough cash to keep an apartment, but the longest he managed to stay anywhere before the Pulse was four months. Post Pulse, Patrick continued to float around, suddenly glad that his older family were already gone, as he witnessed the world falling apart. He actually found himself coping quite well, as he hadn’t had a stable ‘normal’ life in many years, so he was more used to the chaotic existence that the Virus had created. He moved around as the fancy took him, until he ended up in Cascade Locks with the Tawa, still singing, and still valuing his own freedom. He earned his tribal name Black Cat, before joining the Tawa, due to his nomadic, charming ways and his ability to move in almost complete silence. Writing Sample: Cat stretched out on the cracked tarmac near the old office, his arms pillowing his head as he sucked on a joint. Being settled was still odd for him, but for now he liked it. He didn’t have to worry about where he was sleeping night to night anymore and no one was annoying him too much so it was all good. He was almost too relaxed out here, sleeping without jumping, walking around without keeping an eye out, his adrenaline levels seemed almost too low after a year or so of not having to watch his back, and something about that worried him. Character Journal: black_cat_ Play by: Aidan Turner Anything else?: (Comment on this)