Reaper - ECG Leader

Lucky was her given name at birth, since the rest of her siblings were stillborn and
she was born tiny and weak. Her mother named her Lucky because of her survival,
and because she believed her daughter would grow to be the strongest cat in the city.

Disappointment was the name her father formerly gave her after her mother's death.
The tom believed his daughter's survival had been the cause of death of her mother
and his love, and eventually, just the presence of his daughter drove him insane.

Reaper is the name she gave herself once she took power. She formerly changed her
name again once she rose to power, but she had forgotten her old name. Killing her
father, with as small as she was and how powerful he was, earned her the nickname
of walking death. And her other effortless kills didn't help much. Soon a rumor started
that any cat that crossed her danced with death, and she adopted the name Reaper to
represent that rumor.

Nickname(s)::
Bringer of Death, Death's Kiss, Reap, Luck*
^{*By only her closest friends}

38 Moons

Female

Emerald City Gang

Rank::
Gang Leader

Past Rank::
Prisoner, Servant, 3* Member, 2* Member, 1* Member

Training::
None

Have Trained::
Jigsaw (To an extent)

Number of Kits Trained::
0

+Positive+

+Controlled+
"Don't mess with my leadership. I have it designed and set out to be the
best for everyone. Don't try to tell me you can do better when you can't,
and we both know it."
Reaper is in full control of the gang. She knows everyone, and everything that happens
within the four corners of her city. She has unique ideas and fits them in well with her
system to do what's best for everyone at all times.

+Respected+
"Respect? I know you respect me. I command it, I demand it. You, on the
other hand? If you want my respect, peasant, you EARN it. The right way.
That's how respect works. I've done my part. Now do yours."
Reaper commands respect from her members. And it's not like she just
commands it because she's the leader, no. It's because she's fought hard for
her position and title, and she expects everyone to do so. Life isn't
free, especially when times are tough, and Reaper has proven to be
trustworthy in risky situations, earning her boundless respect taken from
others.

+Level Headed+
"Calm down. Freaking out over simple things never gets anyone anywhere,
so I suggest you clear your head and asses your situation. Don't get
so intimidated so quickly."
Reaper keeps her cool very well. You could scare the pelt off her, or make
her mad enough to spontaneously combust, and she wouldn't show it.

+Smart+
"Pfft. You think you can outsmart me? Go ahead, lets see how long
this little game lasts."
Reaper is smart. Like crazy smart. And her past only made her smarter.
In her world, those who aren't smart die, and she had to sober up quickly
and learn that. That's made her a force to be reckoned with when it
comes to trying to deceive or outsmart her. Most ploys never work, and
she'd like to keep it that way.
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/Neutral/

/Passionate/
"I-I. I just need to do this! It's for the good of everyone, everyone wins.
Trust me, please. And I'll show you the way."
Reaper is passionate about everything she does, and while this often helps,
it also sometimes drags her into sticky situations, and she often takes
others down the rabbit hole with her.

/Independent/
"Stop it. Don't push yourself on something I can do myself. I'm fine,
its just another job. I'll get it done. Promise."
Reaper is extremely independent. She will not take help until she absolutely
needs it. And while this does help the gang by keeping stress off the
members, Often it keeps Reaper cooped up in her den with issues,
and it's made her physically sick from stress several times.

/Attached/
"I'm not... Go where you want, but please. Please come back.
The gang needs you. I.... I need you. Just.. Please come home soon."
Reaper gets attached quickly. She hates this about herself, but it also
established meaningful bonds with her gang mates. It's safe to say, though
if you get close to Reaper, you have a powerful ally, that's for sure. This
also weakens her when something bad happens to someone she's attached to,
however, and if they leave or die she gets depressed quickly.

/Quick Witted/
"Don't try it, smart ass. I'll see through your every move and
shoot you down right here. But, if you're still up for it? Fine.
Let's tango, big boy. You're digging your own grave though"
Reaper is quick with words and wit, and tends to back others into
a verbal corner relatively quickly and easily. It's a defense
mechanism she developed when her father turned abusive,
and she's both helped and hurt herself with it since.

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-Negative-

-Sarcastic-
"Yup. When I told you to search the new damn building,
I totally meant to go to this sector and meet me. Great
job reading my mind. Moron."
Reaper is really, really sarcastic. She hates it when others
try to read her mind or change her words, and almost every
argument consists of some sarcastic verbal abuse from her.

-Sadistic-
"You wanted to challenge me? Oh, little bird. That was
the greatest mistake you could have made. But don't worry,
Death won't come to you soon, but you will wish I'd let
you go to him yourself."
Reaper, as part of her father's less-than-acceptable
raising, Reaper inherited his sadistic ways. Often,
she enjoys taking her fear and anger out on victims
and rebels, reenacting all the horrible things her
father did to her as a kit.

-Irritable-
"Stop talking. Your voice is irritating and grating on my
nerves. I swear to god, one more word and I'll rip your
tongue out. Test me, I dare you."
Reaper is very irritable. Probably because of the constant
stress she has, and probably because she just contains
a lot of anger and has anger problems. Most likely both.

-Deadly-
"Come on, test me. Please give me a reason to show you
why they call me the Messenger of Death, I dare you."
Reaper lives up to her name. She knows so many ways to
kill another cat it's freaky how she's managed to spare
some. Honestly though, this and anger issues aren't a
pretty mix. For anyone really.

-Foul Mouthed-
"You F**cking Piece of S**t, Get your A** back her
so I can stomp it into the ground!"
Reaper cusses like a sailor. It's a form of coping and
intimidation, neither is good, but that's why she does it.

Mixed longhair cat. Thought to be mostly ragdoll with a lot of
other breeds mixed in. It's part of her being a feral mix.

Her pelt is mainly black, with red undertones and highlights
and faint bengal spots in various areas. She's lost half of her tail
to a previous fight as well.

She's a gang cat, with mostly pure blood. Her father was
born into the gang, and you can trace her heritage on his side back to
the formation of the gang. However, on her mother's side there is
hints of kittypet blood.

Pale, misty green. Her left eye is missing completely, and
her face around the socket is badly scarred.

Gruff but smooth, like honey. More feminine than one would
expect.

Like honey and lilac, with a faint smell of blood as an undertone.
She can't escape her past.

All her senses are heightened due to her near blindness.

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Reaper was born into the gang, to the leader and one of his shecats.
Her mother, a small, lithe shecat named Jasmine,was his
favorite, and often seen loitering around the scraper, so it
came to no surprise when she moved into the bakery,
expecting his kits.

Bone, her father, was known to kill all of his kits, fearing that
one day, one would get strong enough to overthrow his reign.
Reaper's litter was his last, he was getting old, and he had
decided to let this litter live, and eventually make them fight
each other to the death, the winner taking his throne at the
head of the gang.

When all the kits but Reaper were stillborn, His decision was
made easy. Though, he was disappointed at her size--and gender.
However, he held to his promise to himself, and didn't kill his
newest daughter. Reaper, then called Lucky, struggled
for life, sickness raging her body several times in
kithood. There were several times where they felt she
would die, and left her near a storm drain stream, where
she would surely drown in the next rain.

Surely, though, Her mother would go and check to
see if Lucky was alive, and surely, every time, she
brought the half-drowned kit back to the gang's housing,
Lucky almost dead, but clinging onto life.
Finally, Bone accepted that she would survive,
and had the healer treat every one of her sicknesses.

Each time she got sick, her mother's life deteriorated.
It was discovered that Jasmine was a kittypet that had
run away to live free before death, and had a unique bone
cancer that prevented her from living long. She was young
when she had her first and only kit, Lucky, and her life
seemed to fade more and more, the more often her daughter
got a sickness.

Eventually, Jasmine was nest-bound, her bones drying of
marrow, her life draining from her eyes before the very eyes
of her daughter, who was also battling a nasty lung problem.
Unfortunately, right as Lucky got to sleep that night, Jasmine
passed, peaceful to see her daughter resting and her love watching
from the doorway.

She knew her daughter, the light of her short life, would be cared for.
Or, she thought she would. In reality, Bone became hateful
to the daughter that so closely resembled the only shecat he had
ever really felt anything for. He became abusive, changing her
name to Disappointment, and often physically beating her
and dragging her to a thunderpath to be killed by monsters.

She had to drag herself back to base multiple times, and eventually,
she got tired of it. Sneaking out with an ally every night,
her helper and friend Juniper, taught her how to fight.
Reaper was gifted at the art of death, and picked up on the
techniques quickly and efficiently. Her moons of torture
at the paws of her own father made her sadistic, and enjoy
death, looking forward to watching him die at her paws.

On the eve of her 22nd moon, after all that had happened,
she launched a full-scale attack on the gang. She started with her
father, ripping his throat out and laughing maniacally as
he gurgled under her feet, bleeding across the floor. She
then killed each and every one of his 1* members and 2*
members, as well as everyone who wouldn't pledge their
loyalty to her, the new leader. Eventually, the gang was almost
empty, but completely and irrevocably loyal to her, and
only her.

It was then she changed her name to Reaper, and the
rumor that she walked with the stench of death in her wake
started up. Not that she minded, it kept the others in check, made
them think twice before defying her.

These days she rules peacefully, and has a very loyal following,
however, she's always on the hunt for new blood for the gang,
and is looking for new members to join her city.

Housing Preferences::
The Skyscraper. She inherited it with the murder
of her father and her taking over the leadership
of the clan.

{Can't Swim} {Can Climb} {Hunter} {Good Night Vision} {Social: Cocoon} {Parenting: Okay} {Clean}

{Handedness: Left}

Hogwarts: Slytherin}