&When I saw you for the first time my knees began to quiver;
Height: 5'9" Weight: 147Lbs Eyes: Brown Hair: Brown Face & Complexion: Dark Build: Average Defining Marks: Fangs Dress Style: Incredibly fashionable. Brightly colored clothes, many different outfits, styles and varieties of these clothes. Manner of Speech: Vibrant Manner of Movement: ...Different.
&My hands they started shakin' my heart began a-thumpin';
Goals/Dreams: Likes: Fish, Fashion, Style, Women (sometimes) Dislikes: Creases, Grease, anything that will stain his clothes, getting messy, etc. Usually Found: 'Investigating.' Philosophy of Life:
&Girl you make me tongue tied - tongue tied, whenever you are near me;
Cat is actually a cat. That is to say that his race evolved over the course of three million years from a housecat named Frankenstein, albeit with the help of a great deal of residual radiation... but none of that really matters to the cat. What matters to the cat is looking good, eating good, and eventually finding a source of unlimited sex (that won't mess up his hair in the process). The cat race no longer exists, at least not in recorded history, having set off from the mining ship Red Dwarf on a religious exodus. Cat, however, grew up after this great journey and eventually "joined" the small "crew" of Red Dwarf. There was a real tight wad, stuck up, unfashionable dork from hell named Rimmer or something. A stupid robot with a head that might have come from a trash compactor, Kryten, and some thing that was supposedly human but more resembled a walking curry stain. The curry stain was actually decent company sometimes, and called himself Lister.
Some other people would come and go, too, but Cat couldn't be bothered to make proper note of names, times, or anything else that had nothing to do with fashion or sex.
When A.J. Rimmer suddenly vanished into an alternate dimension, nobody was happier than the cat. The man was a walking insult to coolness. It took about three days for the Cat to completely forget about the man, and the rift... until, well, you know.
&I tried to say I love you but it came out kind of wrong, girl - it sounded like "Nunubididoo";
Mother: Frankenstien (an actual cat) Father: Unknown Sibbling(s): Many Friend(s): Dave Lister, Kryten, Not really worth mentioning as he isn't really a friend at all, but: A.J. Rimmer
&Oh I'm beggin' on my knees sweet, sweet darling, listen please;
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