Post by Melissa "Songbird" Gold on Feb 3, 2013 22:02:44 GMT -5
Felicia Black Cat Hardy
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Full Name: Felicia Hardy
Nicknames: Felicity, Black Cat, Cat, Party Hardy, Licia, Leesh
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Sexual Orientation: Straight
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Location: New York, though often drifts over to Gotham
Origin: Marvel
Play-By: Alecia Moore
Height: 5'10
Hair: Platinum blonde
Eyes: Blue
Typical Clothing/Uniform:
As Black Cat, she wears a black bodysuit with a rather low cut to her breasts. It's lined with bright white fur on the collar, the gloves, and boots. She wears a black choker necklace as well, resembling a cat collar. Her gloves are modified to resemble claws at the fingertips. On her face, she wears a thin black mask that covers around her eyes. Her typical clothing consists of casual clothing, and it's not uncommon to see her put a dark headband in her hair.
Powers/Abilities: Nimble and light on her feet, Black Cat is an excellent thief. She can pick just about any lock. She's also skilled in hand-to-hand combat, including martial arts. She has a few contraptions here and there. It's worth mentioning that she's rather acrobatic too.
Team Affiliation: N/A
Personality: Felicia comes off rather playful. She's cunning and uses humor in nearly every situation she gets stuck in. She also can become quite seductive towards men to get her way. She's not truly evil, just a bit amoral. She doesn't see anything wrong with stealing or killing someone who's done wrong. She can also hold quite the grudge.
Family: Walter Hardy(The Cat, Father, deceased), Lydia Hardy(mother)
Marital status: Single
History: Felicia grew up as the daughter of master cat burglar Walter "The Cat" Hardy and Lydia Hardy. Walter masqueraded about as a traveling salesman, and Felicia idolized him greatly. He told her never settle for second best. However, when it was found out that he was not as he seemed, he was thrown into jail. Her mother lied and told Licia her father had died in a plane crash. However, Felicia found out about her father's fate as she grew older. She decided to follow in his footsteps. Once she was a freshman in college, she endured a traumatic experience involving her boyfriend Ryan. She left him and decided she wasn't going to ever be shamed like she'd been again. She was trained in acrobatics and martial arts, hoping to get a chance to kill her ex-boyfriend.
Unfortunately for her, she never got the chance to get her revenge. Ryan died in a drunk driving accident. Her new skills were put into new uses as she learned how to pick locks, crack safes, and other thievery skills, hoping to steal from others to compensate the revenge she was denied. One night, she decided to rescue her father from prison. On her way there, she ran into Spider-Man, but once she actually got to the prison, her father was no more. Black Cat decided that she would be the most prominent cat burglar in New York. With the occasional scuffle between herself and Spider-Man.
Sample Post:
"Well, well, well, what have we here?"
Blue eyes scanned the stolen goods in the palm of her hand. A grin flashed across her face. Diamonds, a girl's best friend. A dainty, elegant necklace rested in her palm. Crime activity was dropping in comparison to Gotham now. Black Cat could easily get away with this harmless, measly crime. She was sure of it. The blue eyed bandit glanced back at a nearby window. There. Her escape route, the same route that served as her entrance. It was a light run today, but Leesh didn't mind a bit. There would be more grab-and-go heists to pull off later. Black Cat snuck over to the window, grapple ready. In moments, she was on top of another building.
"Thank you, thank you ladies and gents. The Black Cat has done it again. Gotten through another heist without getting caught by the authorities. Or Spidey, for that matter. I'm here seven nights a week." The cat burglar flipped light strands of hair out of her face, watching the police cars below get to the scene she had just escaped from.
"Looks like that's all, folks. I gotta run."
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