chupacabra [of] g.e.m.s

[t h e h a u n t]

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honey, they're gonna hate us
don't let it scare you tonight

Name: chupacabra
Age: 12 moons
Gender: tom
Special Traits: longer teeth, night vision

darling, you're gonna back out
but i'll still love you tonight

Description:

Keeping to his most classic features, Chupacabra's pelt is a extremely dark gray, covered in nearly more dark tabby stripes.The fur is short and very thin. He sheds frequently, so much it seems puzzling how he still has fur.

Moving on, the GEM's eyes are a bright, lime green. The pupil tends to also be slitted, through darkness or light. Furthermore, both of his eyes have a scar over them. From a foolish accident while being experimented on.

The tom has one constant disorder, aside from his "enhancements." He is always twitching, shaking, trashing, and making quick-brief-like movements. On occasion, his restless body will stop twitching. Although, not very often.

Lastly, Chupacabra's most distinctive feature. On his bottom jaw, he's got two extended teeth. These teeth are so long that they don't fit inside his closed mouth. Ergo, the teeth are displayed on the outside, on his lips. They are slightly discoloured from his normal, ivory-coloured teeth. These are a tinted silver.

Personality:

The GEM is highly intelligent. However, that smarts is very limited. Easily can he be distracted, never really able to think of a complete idea for a long period of time. It can be assumed it has something to do with his twitching.

Naturally, Chupacabra desires a sort of superiority because of his brains. Due to his scattered thoughts, he is useless just seen as a basket case. He could start a sentence and then switch, start muttering to himself.

It all makes perfect sense to him. He get confused and aggravated when he is unable to describe a thought to someone.

Overall, he has difficulty socializing or talking, even after his intelligence.

i hold my heart so softly it hurts
that sometimes i wish i could lie

History:

Chupacabra was born at a cutter. His litter was sold off to many different people. It came down to him being the only one. Eventually, one chilly morning, he was bought as well. The two up-walkers whom picked him up seemed very excited and happy.

When they arrived at their home, they brought the kit Chupacabra into their home. They tied a bow around his neck, tried to keep him still in a basket, and placed him under a nice-smelling tree. The tom, anxious to know what was going on, could hardly keep still.

The up-walkers left and he mewed, curiously, yet scared to leave the basket. Around him towering boxes dictated his space. When they came back, they brought an up-walker kit with them. Chupacabra mewed and the kit squealed in please.

But was not interested in the little kitten.

The next two weeks was Chupacabra's most dreaded segment of life. He was given one water dish and one food dish, that was suppose to last him the rest of his stay. When his water ran out, the kitten tried to get water from their leaky facet. He wasn't sure exactly where their litter box was, but he took a guess that the enormous, white dish could be it, but there was no litter.

Finally, the up-walkers took the ignored kitten and left it on the street. Alone and scared, Chupacabra tried to fend for himself. He failed with major proportions. One day, an up-walker came to him and picked him up. Used to up-walkers (especially kind ones), Chupacabra purred and accepted him immediately.

The up-walker took him to a place, and preformed unspeakable things on the poor cat.

we're love that legends live for
we're the love don't don't exist no more

Relationships:
unrecorded

Motto/Themesong:
half jack- dresden dolls
everything is alright- motion city soundtrack

let me smile while they cry
they'll love us when we die

lyrics- genius by semi-precious weapons

[[Ridge] of [Sapphire] light]

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