Post by Tweedle-Dee on Jul 15, 2012 15:57:27 GMT -5
Colette Alessandra Larose [Tweedle-Dee]
DATA
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Class: Hybrid, Pet
Species: Coyote
Name: Colette Alessandra Larose [Tweedle-Dee]
Nickname(s): Bibi (bee-bee)
Birthday: October 31st, 3023
Owner: Oscar Theodore Goldsbloom
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Eye Color: Coppery Red
Hair Color: Blonde
Height: 5’10” (177.80 cm)
Weight: 127.43 lbs (57.8 kg)
Build:
Tall, lean and shapely Tweedle-Dee might look delicate but she is a rather sturdy girl; she can take brutal beatings and resiliently get back up the next day. She is nicely toned due to her pit fighting days when the muscle was needed.
Distinguishing Features:
Tweedle-Dee has rather large ears that add six inches to her height. This makes it easy for her to be found in a crowd and they are the best place to grab her to stop her. Her straw brown tail is long and well-groomed to keep it neat and clean for Master Oscar and has a yellow tip. As she walks the tip of her tail hovers just half an inch above the ground and a ribbon is tied where the color changes from brown to yellow.
Tweedle-Dee also has numerous scars dotting her body. Most are small and barely noticeable but the most prominent is a long jagged scar horizontally over her upper thigh. Her canines are larger than normal (thanks to being a coyote) and sharpened from when she was in the fighting rings. Her claws, though filed down so she won't hurt Master Oscar when she grabs him, can still serve for self-defense.
Typical Dress:
Oscar likes to dress Tweedle-Dee in lace and frilly outfits. Not that she minds. If she chose her own clothing Tweedle-Dee would pick cute clothes to wear; dresses, skirts and loose fitting blouses in light colors would be her go to garments. The only type of clothing that she refuses to wear are tight clothing because she feels restricted and fears that she won’t be able to move if she happens to get into a fight.
Orientation: heterosexual
Other Notes:
Tweedle-Dee’s collar is a soft pink and she puts ribbons around it depending on her mood or what she is wearing so it matches her outfit.
PERSONALITY
Age: 19
Likes:
[Freshly baked bread] Tweedle-Dee loves everything about freshly baked bread from mixing the ingredients to eating the final product. With her enhanced sense of smell the tantalizing scent of the baking bread immediately makes her hungry and the fluffiness of the bread confirms that it is by no means old. When she was younger freshly baked bread was a delicacy for her so it has grown to be one of her favorite foods.
[Tweedle-Dum] Tweedle-Dee has always admired her sister as a strong independent woman and tries (failingly) to be like her. She loves her sister no matter what and would not know what to do if she were suddenly gone from her life. Tweedle-Dum had always been the strong one out of them and at times Tweedle-Dee feels like a failure of a sister for not being able to comfort her when she senses that something is amiss.
[Birthdays] She likes birthdays not so much for herself but for her sister. October 31st is the one day in the year Tweedle-Dee sets aside for her sister, and she even ignores (most) requests from Master Oscar that day. On Tweedle-Dum’s special day Tweedle-Dee stays up late into the morning and bakes her a small cake of her favorite flavor that she can easily smuggle past anyone without suspicion (along with as much ice cream she can pilfer!). Although she seldom has gifts she tries to make her sister feel like everything is all right that day and lights a candle so she can make a wish.
[Ribbons] Deprived of these when she was younger Tweedle-Dee is simply infatuated with them and has an extensive collection of ribbons crammed into many small boxes. Some of the ribbons are thin while others are long but all are composed of sturdy material that allow her to work leisurely. When she wears them they are ironed with the greatest of care and match her outfits. Occasionally she tries to convince Tweedle-Dum to wear one of the ribbons (which she knows would look stunning on her) but her pleas as always unsuccessful.
[Being Brushed] Tweedle-Dee enjoys the feeling of being brushed; it doesn’t matter who is brushing her (though if she had a choice it would be Master Oscar) as long as she isn’t brushing herself. This action soothes her and pacifies any worries she has while lulling her gently to sleep. Although she doesn’t really like people touching her tail she will tolerate it being brushed and her ears twitch blissfully at the action.
[Eastern Cottontail] She absolutely loves eating this rabbit for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Sure they’re difficult to hunt and kill with their small speedy legs but they’re worth the effort. Not only that but their coats can be saved and made into a warm clothing (though it’s none too beautiful).
Dislikes:
[Dirt] It’s not so much dirt that she has a problem with but being dirty. Tweedle-Dee is aware that dirt is a part of life; she’s not insane enough to think that she can be rid of it permanently. The problem for her is being excessively dirty for too long (perhaps three or four days) and having no way to clean herself. She feels tainted and becomes highly stressed, snapping at others and growling lowly. Luckily this mean change in demeanor can be remedied by giving her a quick bath. After all no one wants a hostile pet, right?
[Ferals] Tweedle-Dee thinks these hybrids are misguided. Why can’t they understand that the humans are superior to them for a reason? They provide safe homes for hybrids in return for relatively little, feed and clothe them, and even value them as companions. Yes Tweedle-Dee will concede that there are some rather deplorable humans out in the world but she believes that only they should be the targets of the Ferals, not good humans like Master Oscar. If they are determined to take down the humans they should, in her opinion, be selective and then disband to be safely under a human’s care.
[Circles] This shape annoys Tweedle-Dee to no end. Unlike most shapes she can’t draw this one satisfactorily no matter how many times she tries; they always come out larger on one side or looking more like an oval. Because she can’t draw this simple shape and humans make numerous things out of them it adds to her belief that they are superior to hybrids. When someone draws a circle she is easily amused and asks the person to draw it again for her.
[Underwear] Why wear them? Underwear are just useless pieces of clothing that do not have any specific purpose, not like bras that actually support the breasts. So what are underwear actually doing down there? Any outer wear covers her “private area” sufficiently and they don’t really help her keep warm. Underwear are just another thing that Master Oscar has to strip off of her when they’re in bed so if she can avoid it Tweedle-Dee will not wear underwear.
[Loud Noises] With her keen hearing Tweedle-Dee is often bothered by loud noises and recoils when she hears them. If she is near a place that is loud she’ll cover her ears, whimper, and her hair will stand on end. When possible she will avoid loud places (usually crowds) and favor the indoors.
Aspirations:
[Family] Tweedle-Dee one day hopes to have her own family regardless of whether or not the father is present. She hopes that she will love the father but will not mind all that much if he isn’t present in her children’s lives.
[Staying together] She wants to be with her sister for her whole life because she feels safe and secure with the sister that has been with her as long as she can remember. Of all her aspirations this is the most important and she will do anything to ensure that her sister is a part of her future.
[Oscar] Tweedle-Dee hopes to remain in Master Oscar’s service for the rest of her life. She feels safe under his roof and knows that she will always have a meal to eat every day. Most importantly she will be able to stay with her sister and not have to worry about the tumultuous world outside the mansion. She doesn’t mind the shagging that Oscar demands and believes that it is a small price to pay for a comfortable, happy life.
Fears:
[Wolf hybrids] This fear stems from her animalistic side not her human side. Wolves being the greater predator in the wild Tweedle-Dee tends to steer clear of them but her fear isn’t so great that she won’t talk to one as a last resort.
[Metal Men] Dee fears metal men because they appear to be fearsome beings. Their metal eyes seem to bore through the soul and their metal bodies would easily tear her limb from limb. Couple this with the rumors she hears about them and she can sometimes lie awake at night out of fright.
[Separation] Tweedle-Dee’s number one fear is that she will be separated from Tweedle-Dum. Loving her sister with all her heart she is with her as much as possible and can’t bear the thought of something happening to Tweedle-Dum. Despite her having a master her first loyalty is to her sister and she will follow her anywhere if she has no conflicting emotions.
[The Pits] Tweedle-Dee will do anything that will keep her from returning to the pit fights. She fears having to fight for her life against another hybrid that is instinctually surviving, hates that the humans love to bet on which fighter will emerge the victor. Tweedle-Dee dreads the primal instinct that overcomes here when she is in a match and that at times she actually enjoyed killing her opponent. Above all she is afraid that if she and Tweedle-Dum return to the Pits her sister will one day be killed or that they might have to fight against each other—and if that happens Tweedle-Dee will gladly die for her sister’s sake.
[Abandonment] Being tossed aside or sold back to the fighting rings terrifies Tweedle-Dee. Yes she would be with her sister and she knows that she can depend on Tweedle-Dum—even go back to calling her Siobhan—but it’s not safe outside the mansion without Master Oscar. Being rejected would be the worst feeling in the world and would remind her of her father—Master Oscar is the first male she’s trusted since Alister sold the twins and any betrayal by him would absolutely crush her.
[Harold Eugene Goldsbloom] Tweedle-Dee knows that this man does not like her or her sister. In fact, she could say that he wants them both dead. His icy gaze chills her down to the bone and she can't help but be petrified of him whenever she sees him; that gaze reminds her of her father and so she becomes highly stressed. The fact that Master Oscar also doesn't get along with his father only makes her more nervous.
Strengths:
[Cooking] Tweedle-Dee is a decent cook but her specialty is baking breads and cakes. Her reason for practicing her cooking is because she loves to smell the foods as they cook rather than liking how they taste.
[Nocturnal] Since coyotes usually come out at night Tweedle-Dee is able to stay up into the early hours of the morning and takes power naps in the daylight hours.
[Sewing] Tweedle-Dee is rather adept at sewing and repairs any rips or small tears she gets in her and her sister’s clothing. Although not skilled enough to be a seamstress she can be trusted to make slight repairs or additions to clothing (of course not the most expensive clothing). At times she sews her ribbons together to make small garments or designs.
[Loyalty] Once Tweedle-Dee is loyal to someone she will stay loyal to that person and/or cause for as long as she lives. Only extreme circumstances or actions can sway her because along with loyalty she forms an attachment to the person(s) and/or cause.
Weaknesses:
[Emotional] Contrary to how her sister bottles up her emotions Tweedle-Dee has emotions spewing out of every orifice. If she is happy she will show it, and if she’s sad her ears will hang downwards and she will continually sigh. Her emotions get the better of her and influence her decisions—for good or bad depends on the situation. She doesn’t like being emotional and tries to control her emotions during stressful situations but she usually fails.
[Spiders] Yes these insects are considerably smaller than her, yes she can kill them with just her hand, but Tweedle-Dee is afraid of these things and they can be used to make her do anything.
[Tweedle-Dum] If anyone threatens her sister’s safety Tweedle-Dee will do one of two things: work hard to appease the person or simply kill him or her. Nothing and no one can hurt her sister, and Master Oscar can only treat them roughly because he keeps them safe from everything else (plus the fact that Tweedle-Dee has a soft spot for him).
[Trust] Tweedle-Dee has difficulty trusting strangers and treats them with suspicion. If she couldn’t even trust her father to protect her and her twin then why would she let her guard down with a complete stranger?
Habits:
[Shoe chewer] When shoes are left out in plain view Tweedle-Dee can’t help but chew on them even if they are highly sentimental or expensive footwear. This habit of hers gets her into considerable trouble and so shoes often go missing because she hides them. If she realizes that the shoes were truly valuable she will attempt to repair them but end up throwing them out because she makes them worse.
[Pacer] When left to her own devices the young coyote will begin to pace around the room and open anything that is closed—pillows, drawers, chests, even folded napkins—to occupy herself and this leads to a monumental mess which she has to clean up.
[Emotion Reader] When it comes to the people she cares about Tweedle-Dee has an ability to smell their emotions and does it all the time. She does this not only to help them but to keep herself safe since some people are skilled at hiding their murderous intent.
[Hair Twirler] When nervous or telling a lie Tweedle-Dee twirls her hair around one of her fingers.
[Corn] If she is upset Tweedle-Dee has an odd tendency to eat canned corn.
Overall Personality:
Tweedle-Dee is a generally caring girl who likes to look on the bright side of things. She is loyal to the people she loves and will do anything for them and her life revolves around them (though of course she has her own things she likes).
But Tweedle-Dee isn’t all sunshine and pretty lace. She can be violent when provoked and doesn’t trust strangers because she thinks they are going to hurt Master Oscar or Tweedle-Dum or buy and sell her to the fighting rings.
Other Notes:---
HISTORICAL FACTS
Birthplace: Center Sector
Parents:
[Father, living] Alister Larose. A dirt-bag who was better off not procreating. Tweedle-Dee despises him with all her heart and soul and fears him ever coming back into her life to claim her.
[Mother, deceased] Leiah Larose. A sweet woman who taught Tweedle-Dee to look at the bright side of situations. Tweedle-Dee has fond memories of her and misses her greatly.
Siblings:
[Older brother, living] Andrei Larose. Having taken care of her and her sister when they were younger Tweedle-Dee holds no recollection of him because he left them with their father to fight alongside the Ferals.
[Older twin sister, living] Siobhan Ciara Larose. Also known as Tweedle-Dum she is the strong twin that has always been by Tweedle-Dee’s side and serves Oscar Goldsbloom with her.
Education:
Tweedle-Dee is educated enough to be able to read and write. She learned this when she was young and had to find her way back home by the names on street signs. Fascinated by letters she learned how to write with whatever materials she had available to her and tried to further her limited vocabulary. To date her vocabulary isn’t that large but she seldom misspells words.
Tweedle-Dee is not very good at math but she can do basic arithmetic. Because she finds it difficult she often gets Tweedle-Dum to do the math for them both and she only deals with numbers if she has to.
History:
Tweedle-Dum and Tweedle-Dee were born as Siobhan Ciara Larose and Colette Alessandra Larose, the first children to their married parents Alistar and Leiah in the Central sector. Or were they? In fact, there was one before them, and he’s known as Andrei Larose. Not that the Tweedles know of their brother. They used to, but they were far too young to remember him after all these years. Andrei left when they were only three years old, and their parents never talked about him after that.
Growing up was always fun for the twins, they were the best of friends, and they were absolutely inseparable although they lived more in hiding than anything. Tweedle-Dee was the little sweet-heart, and Tweedle-Dum was the hyper one. If you saw one twin, the other wasn’t far behind. Their life was perfect.
Then one day, their mother fell ill.
A month later she got even sicker.
And sicker.
And sicker.
And sicker.
Then she passed away in her sleep when the twins were only ten years of age.
They gave her a proper river burial and life went on as usual, undisturbed by their mother’s death. At least for other people. Unfortunately for the twins their father, full of grief over his beloved’s untimely death, turned to alcohol to numb his senses. The little attention Alister paid to his daughters when he was inebriated lead to him abusing them, beating them often and forcing them to mature at a young age. During this time Tweedle-Dum protected Tweedle-Dee as best she could but she couldn’t protect her from her father’s need to support his addiction. Having been unable to procure a job—everyone knew he was unreliable—he decided to use Tweedle-Dee to get him money. Shortly after his addiction began he took his youngest daughter to the Red Lights District and began to charge money for men to do anything to her—things that she should’ve only experienced willingly by the person she chose. Throughout the entire two year ordeal Tweedle-Dee learned not to trust anyone but her sister who comforted her after she returned home ashamed and covered in bodily fluids. Because of this treatment she became obsessed with being clean and knew that her body was worth nothing, not even the money that people paid her father.
At the age of 12 Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum were sold to the Pit Fighting Rings (or “The Pits” by Tweedle-Dee). Alister didn’t care that his only daughters, the last reminder he had of his wife, were being sold to their death. His addiction was the only thing that mattered and this way they wouldn’t bother him again, wouldn’t remind him of the woman he lost.
During their life in The Pits the twins learned how to fight together, first with defense and then with offense. Tweedle-Dee usually let her sister take the offensive side while she protected her from behind but when she wanted to play offense Tweedle-Dee did. She imagined that each person she faced was a different man who had come and forced himself upon her, and each time she managed to kill them she’d do it violently to satisfy her rage and despair. Yet in the four years that they were in The Pits Tweedle-Dee didn’t kill enough people to even come close to the number of Johns she had, and she grew sad and weary.
Luckily, a certain someone had their eye on them for a while. Oscar Theodore Goldsbloom. Soon enough they found themselves going home with their savior who bought them from The Pits at the age of sixteen. At first Tweedle-Dee didn’t trust Oscar—sure he’d saved them but he was just another stranger, another man—but eventually he gained her trust by giving her and her sister a safe place to live. She considered him different from all the other men she’d met in her life and believes that him shagging her is the least she can do to repay him for saving them. She doesn't see, or at least refuses to see, how differently he treats the two twins and thinks that her sister is simply being unreasonable. Tweedle-Dee is now with two people she loves and would do anything for and hopes to remain there for the rest of her life.
GOSSIP
Known Facts:
- People know that Tweedle-Dee will eat almost anything they give her if she is commanded or paid and, as long as she knows what it is she’s eating, she doesn’t really care that people think this is odd.
- Tweedle-Dee was bought from the pit fighting rings and shelters the ability and will to fight people to the death (although only if she was engaged).
- She is shagged by Oscar.
Rumors:
- Since Oscar is known to sleep with his pets rumor has it that Tweedle-Dee is pregnant.
- She secretly goes out and hunts down rabbit hybrids.
- She’s in line with the Whitestag household.
Secrets:
- Although she knows that her sister doesn’t like their master at all Tweedle-Dee has found that she is quite fond of him, and that fondness increases exponentially with each passing day.
- Tweedle-Dee keeps a small journal that profiles people. This is a remnant of her days as a pit fighter where she kept information on all the fighters she was aware of. Basically she acts as a biographer of all the people she knows.
- Although at times she does secretly venture out by herself she does this sparingly and only to hunt prey for sport.
- She wishes Oscar would stop shagging her sister and only shag her (Tweedle-Dum hates it anyway!).
THE PERSON BEHIND THE SCENES
Roleplayer: Jocelyn
Years Role-Playing: About 3 years
Contact: email or PM
Other Characters: None so far
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
Tweedle-Dee was dreaming a dream she had not dreamt in a long time. Her mother was there, her dear sweet mother that loved her daughters ever so much, and winter was in full swing. The bitter cold seeped in through the cracks in the frosted over window and chilled Tweedle-Dee to the bone despite the oven running in the kitchen. It was a simple dream of a seemingly drab day spent following her mother around the house and doing errands. They’d cooked, cleaned, bought at the corner market and done the laundry while her father, Alister, was out with Tweedle-Dum at the local park to ease her hyper activeness. With the errands and chores done Tweedle-Dee was tired and had her head on her mother’s lap, Leiah lovingly stroking her daughter’s long golden hair to lull her gently to sleep. Almost asleep despite the cold Tweedle-Dee’s ears perked up instantly and she leapt for the door as it opened to reveal—
But then the dream turned into a nightmare. She was in an ill-lit street in a part of the city she was unfamiliar with and it was late at night. Her father was insistently tugging her along by the elbow and instinctively Tweedle-Dee knew that something was not right about the situation. When her mother had been alive Alister had been loving and sober towards his daughters but now he was abusive and always had a bottle on his person. Tweedle-Dee was petrified of her father and knew that being alone with him was never good idea if she wanted to live—although being with Tweedle-Dum didn’t keep him from beating them.
“Daddy…w-where are we going?” Tweedle-Dee whimpered out as they turned down another side street. “I’m scared. L-Let’s go back. Shivie’s all alone and it’s d-dark and she’ll be scared.”
Alister did not respond to the ten-year-old. Instead he tugged her roughly forward and into a building that stank of urine and putrid regurgitated food. The scent made Tweedle-Dee gag and her free hand shot up to cover her nose in a paltry effort to stave off the smell. Passing a woman curled up on a blanket Tweedle-Dee caught her eye for a second and saw pity. Yanking at her arm Tweedle-Dee cried, “Daddy please let’s go home now! I don’t like it here!”
Turning around abruptly Alister’s heavy hand smashed into his young daughter’s face. Uncaring as to the tears cascading down her cheeks Alister roughly grabbed her ears—far too long even for a hybrid—and yanked her up the stairs, her feet barely grazing each step. Stopping at a door he didn’t bother knocking and slammed the door open; tossing Tweedle-Dee onto the bed he turned to the man inside and demanded for his pay.
Whimpering at the pain Tweedle-Dee rubbed her cheek to try to sooth the crimson mark and shook like a paper in the wind as she glared not at her father but the stranger who was studying her. Yes her father was a bad man but Tweedle-Dee knew, was taught by her mother, that the worst danger came from strangers. Witnessing an exchange of money the young child wondered what it was about—Alister hadn’t given the man anything of value—but she scrambled after her father as he began to leave the room. “Daddy wait don’t leave me!” She cried, but yelped as she was pulled back by the stranger and the door locking. Biting the man she scrounged the split second to pound forcefully on the door and cry for her father to open the door and let her out only to be pulled onto the bed by the man.
Downstairs the woman in the blankets curled up tighter.
“NO!!” Tweedle-Dee screamed as she sat up in her bed suddenly. Breathing heavily she scanned the room quickly and saw that she wasn’t in the dark enclosing room of her past but in the room of her master. She was safe here, her father was nowhere nearby and Tweedle-Dum was sleeping soundly beside her. Wiping at her eyes—she’d been crying in her sleep—Tweedle-Dee noticed that Master Oscar was not in the room and was glad for it; it would have been monumentally embarrassing if he had seen her in such a state.
The damage was done however and Tweedle-Dee stood up to get ready for when Master Oscar returned to his sleeping chamber. She would wear black that day to honor her mother, dead but still fond in her heart, so she grabbed a particularly long and splendid ribbon from her collection box and wound it around her collar. Her hands trembled as she did so on remembering that dreadful night with her father but he’d taught her something valuable that day—her body was just a body that could be sold and nothing more.
Putting a smile on her face as she thought of Master Oscar—the only man who could touch her freely—Tweedle-Dee began to comb her tail so it would please him and tied a black ribbon on it. She would wake her sister a bit later when she heard Master Oscar coming down the hall, but for now her sister deserved to sleep peacefully. Hopefully Tweedle-Dum’s dreams were far pleasanter than hers.