Katzaniel

Or tried to decide whether it's your obsessions that define you? ...BTW, I decided "no".

Go on then, finish it! You know plenty more about me now than you did then.

How about if we completed one but it wasn't any good? * signs up with high hopes of doing better this time * Pair me up with anyone but Peredhil, he's too hard to get along with. No, seriously, I'll write about anybody this time round. (Has it really only been a year? I know so many more people now!!) Do we have to email you as well?

Sign me up! I'm all for a challenge, so I'd be willing to do any of the characters you outlined. Note: If the vote ends up being 4-9 or something in favour of no assigned chars... I just wanted to point out that not all is lost, with regard to that. Simply assign the chars to the people who volunteered. (I wasn't sure with what you said if you realized you could do that, or not)

Virtual Reality I woke up this morning not knowing who I was. I still knew my name, I knew everything that I'd always been pretending to be. Mother of two, friend to many, coworker to a few. That was all there in my head, but suddenly it was false. Who am I really? I don't know. I feel like I've been playing a game all my life. I feel like I'm in a virtual reality machine and last night, a switch got flipped to remind me that my paid time is almost up. And suddenly, I don't care anymore if it is. I don't know how to put more money in, and I don't care to know. So, where does that leave me? Sneaking out at five in the morning to roam the streets in my pajamas. I wanted to see if it could be real again, but it's obvious to me that it can't. Deep down inside I know it's not a game, but I also know that nothing matters any more. Maybe God gave up on the world last night. Maybe I did. Maybe I'm dead. Maybe God is. It's so still and silent out here. There is snow on the ground, and it's cold, but I can feel it from a distance, like it's not really my skin. Like... I don't know like what. It's like nothing I've ever felt before. It's like I'm not feeling any more at all. The sky is dark, but with the promise of light. The temperature is cold, but with the promise of warmth. The stars are distant, but with the promise of nearness. The world is waiting today. I'm afraid to go back inside. What would I find there? My husband and children, alive and warm and feeling, so that I would know there is something strangely and irrevocably wrong with me alone? My husband and children, dead and cold and silent, like the night, so that I would know the world has ended and I'll be alone forever? My family, absent? My body, hollow? My life, staring back at me, ready to kill or die or scream forever? I don't want confirmation of any sort. I don't want to know where I am or where my soul is. I don't want to know what happened last night. I don't want to die, and discover that I wasn't dead already. I don't want to live, and discover that nothing is new any more. I'm going to lie down in the snow. Nestle in real tight. I'll feel the embrace of silence and stillness and cold. Cold as death, cold as life. Cold. And I'll sleep. Tomorrow I'll wake up, perhaps, and feel again. Tomorrow I'll sleep, perhaps, and feel again anyway. Tomorrow it will all be gone away.

~Items~ Inbi carries a dagger in a hilt on her side.

~History~ Inbi was raised by a man who claimed to be her father. For many years he exploited her magical abilities, training her for a purpose that she never knew. When he died, the spells that he had cast around her died with him. Suddenly she realized that he had magically enhanced her happiness, suspended any disbelief of his lies, and turned her into a servant. She gathered a few items and left. At that point she ran into Tamaranis and during her time with him, she came to terms with the old man and the parts of her past that she could remember. When the quest that had joined them was done and Tamaranis disappeared, Inbi became a thief in order to survive. She shortly became very good at it, and continues this lifestyle because she prefers it to any other. Inbi once stole an enchanted pendant that belonged to a powerful mage. She met Black while she was trying to figure out its mysteries, and he helped her in exchange for help tracking down another assassin. It was here that Inbi became skilled with daggers, although the pendant left her possession before she departed from Black's company. During that quest, Inbi also discovered the portal from Terra to the Pen. She wasn't ready yet, and the bright lights and crowded halls scared her. She returned and completed her adventures, but soon afterward she became bored with the barren lands. Seeking more adventure she returned through the portal and made a home in the woods outside of the Pen keep. She lives there still.

~Abilities~ Inbi has discovered that she has the magical ability to create and control ice and fire. This skill can be very useful when used wisely. For example, she can cause the ice to form in a tower that lifts her into the air, or she can use it to make an area slippery except for exactly where she's standing, by melting and recreating the ice as she moves. The physical limit to her abilities is not the quantity of magic, but rather the scope of the ice and fire, which lessens proportionally to her health. Thus, as she gets injured in battle she is hindered both physically and magically. She is also constrained by her strong desire to do good and a consequential inability to kill innocent people.

~Personality~ Inbi Infusco is a thief, but she also has high morals. She despairs at the thought of killing people, although one of her close friends for many years was an assassin. Needless to say she is very torn apart inside with the contradictions in her life. She began stealing in order to survive and although it is still her livelihood, she continues mainly because she feels apart from society and much prefers her simple life in the woods, stealing when necessary, to the company and restrictions of life in the city.

~Physical Description~ Inbi is human and on the tall and thin side. She's got dirty blonde hair and green eyes. Most often she wears a cloak, wrapped tight around black or otherwise dark clothing.

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~Items~ A briefcase containing the archangel Gabriel.

~History~ A whole lot of time in the Underworld, a millenia of experience, and very little knowledge of the real world.

~Abilities~ If she concentrates really hard, she can sort of fade away and become unnoticable. This doesn't work for people who are watching her, unless they look away, and forget, or people who know she is there and look hard enough. It's harder if she tries to move, too. She doesn't die easily. Nor does she really feel pain. I think the way it goes with demons (and my reference would be a vague memory of Piers Anthony's Incarnations of Immortality) is that they have to be cut up and the pieces be placed far enough apart that they cannot easily reform. Help on this, anyone? Charismatic, if no one notices the reddish skin and horns. (And tail). Oh, and Gabriel's thought-voice. Flexible, runs fast, jumps high. Reiteration, though: She's clumsy. Lack of fear, inhibition, or any sort of cautionary device. Ability to defy mental and physical logic. Which means she can fit things (including herself) into smaller things, walk on the air across pits, climb scratchless surfaces, reach through glass, and so on... until someone points out what she is doing. Occasionally she is so dense she doesn't believe the person. (ie: "Of course Gabriel can fit into my briefcase. Why shouldn't he?" or "No, that's not glass. Look, there's nothing there at all!")

~Personality~ Horace is a demon, and thus evil. She serves Lucifer, or your choice of a name for him. The things on her forehead are horns and the suitcase contains Gabriel, one of the archangels of Heaven. She went on a successful mission oh, let's say about a month ago, to kidnap him, which no one but her knows how she did, but she has lost her way back into the Underworld. Clumsy, not particularily smart, she does have incredible luck. It helps that Lucifer is able to control things to a small degree and to her benefit. Fortunately he cannot simply bring her back, nor communicate with her. And suffice to say he's getting a little angry by now!

~Physical Description~ Wearing formal clothing just short of a suit, she keeps her near-black hair long and straight down her back. Bright red nails and lipstick offset slightly reddish skin, and bangs cover the barely noticable protusions on either side of her forehead. When she gets angry, the material at the bottom of her right pantleg wavers slightly, and when she is careless, one might notice the end of a pointy tail sticking out from underneath. Important note: Horace is never seen without her briefcase.

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Poems Title Subtitle State Location http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=12019&hl='>Sunlit Eyes Feedback Please!!! Thinking Poetry Guild http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?act=ST&f=4&t=11536&hl=&view=findpost&p=82779"'>'A contest' Contribution Ode to an Orange Finished Banquet Room http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11455&hl='>Death's Robe sadly inspired poem Finished Banquet Room http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11516&hl='>Mirrors happily inspired poem Finished Banquet Room http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11591&hl='>Learning Verse Aspiring Artisan of Alliteration Finished Poetry Guild http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11939&hl='>Hope and Despair My Attempt at a New Style Finished Banquet Room http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11351&hl='>Supernatural Poem Project A Few Old Samples Finished Banquet Room http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11453&hl='>Butterflies Alphabet poem Finished Poetry Guild http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?act=ST&f=4&t=12184&hl=&view=findpost&p=89314'>'Peredhil's Poetry Place' Contribution Katzaniel Finished Banquet Room http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?act=ST&f=4&t=12184&hl=&view=findpost&p=89312'>'Peredhil's Poetry Place' Contribution Tanuchan Finished Banquet Room http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11570&hl='>Studying Poem of Despair Finished Banquet Room http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=12333&hl='>Quick-Rise Dough Disturbing Poem Thinking Poetry Guild http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?act=ST&f=4&t=11984&hl=&view=findpost&p=87462'>'Mr.Bunny's Carrot Stand and Happy Haiku Hut' Contribution Happiness Finished Banquet Room Stories Title Subtitle State Location http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11278&hl='>Cyberman An internet fiction Unfinished Assembly Room http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=12288&hl='>The Seymour Project Science Fiction, Shortish Story Finished Assembly Room http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=12006&hl='>Katzaniel's 'Stuff' To include all short writings by me. Ongoing Assembly Room http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=12386&hl='>The Ten Rough Draft of Newly Reincarnated Plans. Unfinished StoryWeaver's Guild http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11274&hl='>Kapplication Don't blame me for any weirdness Finished StoryWeaver's Guild http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?act=ST&f=3&t=11372&hl=&view=findpost&p=81143'>'The Tale of Tragic Taramir' Contribution Honnin the Thief Finished Assembly Room http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?act=ST&f=3&t=11434&hl=&view=findpost&p=81526'>'Mini Saga time' Contribution Kingdom Finished Assembly Room http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11451&hl='>Ghost Pirates Jareena's Dream Unfinished Assembly Room http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11146'>Suitcase Adventures ..y'all will have to help name it better On Hold The Writers Workshop Roleplayed Stories Title Subtitle State Location http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=6827&hl='>World Without End Unfinished Conservatory http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=6822&hl='>The Anti-Goblin Crusade for lack of a better name Unfinished Conservatory http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11916&hl='>Katzaniel's Resume Finished RP Guild http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11310&hl='>Allenua and Tata-Ri Altered Versions of Humanity Thinking RP Guild http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11313&hl='>Escherlike World And its Trigendered Race Thinking RP Guild http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?act=ST&f=36&t=11869&hl=&view=findpost&p=86445'>'Tag!' Contribution Ongoing RP Guild http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?act=ST&f=5&t=11963&hl=&view=findpost&p=87352'>'Dunk Tank!!' Contribution Finished Conservatory http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?act=ST&f=5&t=11624&hl=&view=findpost&p=83957'>'The Quincuionox' Contribution Finished Conservatory http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11292&hl='>Werewolf III: The Case of Garnavon Hall Elementary, my dear Watson... Finished Conservatory http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11433&hl='>Werewolf IV: Attack of the Atomic Space Werewolves Werewolf in the 50's Sci-fi movies Finished Conservatory http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11554&hl='>WEREWOLF HO-O! go west young wolf, go west! Finished Conservatory http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11608&hl='>Werewolf VI School Days Finished Conservatory http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=11839&hl='>Werewolf VIII - Newcomers encouraged!! Institute for the Mentally Unbalanced Finished Conservatory http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=12126&hl='>WereWolf IX It's A Party And You're Invited Finished Conservatory http://www.patrickdurham.net/themightypen/index.php?showtopic=12324&hl='>Werewolf X: And then they were... An Agatha Christie themed gamed. Unfinished Conservatory

~Other~ Katz doesn't know whether she can die, or how. She has lived for centuries, so she is reasonably confident that she is immortal in terms of dying of old age, but as for other ways to die, no one knows. Of course, being the writer I have the liberty to decide this, so if it ever became an issue, I have an idea of how it would probably work. She would have, in a way, two lives. If she was in tigertaur form, and was killed in such a way that the doctor was the one who died, she would become a regular tiger, without shape shifting abilities, without the ability to speak. If her cat counterpart died, she would become human again. He would probably regain his memory, giving him back the spells he used to know. Either way, she would be drastically altered, and have suffered a great loss.

~Physical Description~ Katzaniel, in cat form, is always female. However there is one more form she can take - that of a tigertaur. Similar to a centaur, this last shape has the front and back of the tiger she once was, with the witch doctor's chest, arms and head protruding from what ought to have been a neck and a tiger's head. The doctor has a bone necklace and a spear. She can only talk when in tigertaur form.

~Abilities~ The witch doctor was a weak personality in comparison to that of the tiger, and in the transformation he lost most of his memory, so no one can be sure what was intended by the last spell, but it was probably something to do with shape changing, since Katzaniel has the ability to change into any member of the cat family that she desires - she can even choose the size, colouring, and other features of the creature, just about anything but its gender. Usually very fast and strong. She has limited communication with other cats when in cat form. I'm not saying cats have their own language, but I'm sure they can convey simple messages such as "Help!" or "I'm hungry" or "Follow me".

~Items~ Katzaniel has a spear when in tigertaur form, and at all times teeth and claws (which are not to be discounted). There is only one spear. If it were to be lost or destroyed, Katz would not be able to simply change form and regain it the next time she became the tigertaur.

~Personality~ Katzaniel has two personalities, but most of the time, the tiger's strong character overrides that of the witch doctor. He is meek but intelligent; she is sharp, too, but also arrogant.

~History~ Katzaniel used to be a regular tiger, but one night while looking for dinner in a village she frequented for its supply of livestock, she encountered some village people, defending the animals. She killed most of them, but also at the scene was a witch doctor, who knew some shape-changing spells. He turned into a lion, and a fight ensued. Both were brutally injured, and at the end, the witch doctor came half out of the lion shape in order to attempt a second spell - most likely another shape spell, to turn the tiger into something less dangerous - but the spell was only partially completed when he was attacked again by the tiger. The two partway living forms were somehow intertwined by the unfinished spell, giving them together just enough life to transcend the death that would have awaited them separately.

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