RPGNorrington
An [quote]underage teenage Otaku's yaoi slash wet dream[/quote] catperson, who turned out to be an assassin.
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Patcharoo
Last seen at: Wing City Plaza
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Description
Norrington Applegate
A white cat person with grey tipped ears and tail. Only eight months of age. Blue ribbon around neck. Brown hoodie and blue jeans. Just shy of five feet. Everything about this cat person screams boyish, except the face which is... a cat face. Wears robotic hands and boots to give them a height and durability advantage, as well as opposable thumbs.
Has been described as an
underage teenage Otaku's yaoi slash wet dream
Personality
Norrington Applegate
Has a thing for fighting, hunting balls of paper, victimising innocent critters, nomming, swimming in the rain and just living. Believes life is short, so you should do what you enjoy. Is a strong believer in the anarchist life style.
Rules
Rule 1: No backing out. I kill the target and that is it. If they come back I still get paid.
Rule 2: No bad business. I do not reveal names, I will not take counter offers.
Rule 3: No mercy, no bullshit friendship speeches and no god damn whining.
Rule 4: No, I don't care.
Rule 5: No hiding from the consequences. I, like everyone else, have to deal with the shit I get myself into. You, being the person employing me, must accept that occasionally this reflects on you and while Rule 2 still stands, deal with bad shit.
I'm going to tell it to you straight right now. You did something and someone didn't like it. Now you have to deal with it, just like I have to deal with the fact that after I have killed you that someone will hate me. Not my problem. Your friends want me? I'll leave an address and calling card on your corpse. Let them come. I've been in this business far too long to listen to your bullshit. I've been in this business far too long to care anymore. It's about time I die and maybe one of you shitdicks can do it.
Equipment
All equipment is circumstantial depending on what they had prepared in advance, but they are also able to collect it from their safe house through Shadow Transport.
Energy Magic
Energy Manipulation
Positive and negative energy manipulation from their hands. (electrically charge some objects, magentism)
Toxic Magic
Poison Coat
Can cover something in poison by passing their hand over it
Acid Spray
Forms acid in their hands. Can be static or a projectile.
Toxin Clouds
Releases a cloud of mind hallucinogenic toxins that last for twelve seconds and induce powerful halucinations.
Colour Spray
Releases a strong smelling, brightly coloured spray that clings to most clothing.
Shadow Magic
Flicker
Turns into a shadow.
Shadow Walk (can only be performed with directional light)
Steps into a shadow (must be able to fit them) and comes out another one.
Shadow Meld
Body becomes transparent and near invisible.
Shadow Transport
Can transport objects through shadows in place of himself, allowing for one-way assaults.
Equipment
Weapons
Spiked Ball and Chain
A dangerous weapon that can be hurled with significant force, often enough to break bones.
Robotic Hands and Feet
Lacking his own opposable thumbs and flat-human feet, he owns robotic hands and feet that allow him to be in the human-designed world.
Grenade Launcher
Custom grenade launcher that works with his normal grenades
Grenades
Small cylindrical devices. Two of each kind carried on belt.
Smoke
A grenade that releases a strong smelling and coloured gas at high temperatures, enough to scald bare skin, that doesn't cling to some clothing.
Flash Bang
A sensory depravation weapon designed to give off a blinding light and a powerful noise. The blinding will almost always blind a target for five seconds and the noise will disrupt the chemicals in the ear of the person, resulting in dizziness and an inability to balance.
Flachette
Upon detonation releases flachettes, each with a small additional plasma explosive within them. They also are large enough to severely damage the body, ripping through anything less than metal with ease.
Acid
Self destroying grenades that spray a highly corrosive acid in a wide area. Melts most metals. Only very few (ask) that it doesn't melt.
Shields
Deployable shields that act in a large area.
Teleportation Shield
Device, once deployed, shuts down all forms of teleportation, including phasing, planar shifting and portalling.
Poisons
Poison Coating
Seeps into the skin or wound and causes localised paralysis of the nerves. Numbness would be felt within ten seconds and within a minute paralysis.
Acid
A severely corrosive acid designed to melt right through most metals and other materials. It requires large amounts of bases to dilute it to a safe level.
History
Norrington Applegate
A boyish catperson who puts forth a playful harmless exterior for the sake of keeping people off guard. He'll romp around like there is nothing in the world to threaten him, hunting animals, playing in the mud and swimming during a storm.
But there is another side to him, a true side. A deadly and cold killer who may or may not be a compulsive liar, in the sense that he may simply choose to lie to keep people off guard or as a defense mechanism. He would kill anyone he is paid to.
Reports of his history vary. It is clear that he trained under seven masters in his youth, then returned to see each and kill them. Three remain, hiding from him as much as he hides from them, each one of the four equally fearful of each other.
Raziel the Weaponmaster
Voyo the Toxic Magi
Oibtuk the Master of Stealth
Gazro the Shadow Magi
Tener the Killer
Goal'Sun the Energy Magi.
Steve the guy.
The current living ones out of those few are Oibtuk, Gazro and Steve.
He used to mascarade as two different people, the Assassin who believed in murder and revenge and Norrington the epitome of life and acceptance. The Assassin side was always said to be hunting the Norrington side, sometimes inflicting self harm to add to this act.
The Assassin referreed to a part in his past where his beloved died, claiming that 'Norrington' killed them.
Norrington's Story
Norrington steps into the bar on light feet casting a glance around with soft blue yes. Their face was cute, almost adorable like that of a young cat just a little too old to be called a kitten. With a wrinkle of their nose, they note the person who tripped into the bar before them and decides to tail after her. Standing just shy of five foot, Norrington came into the bar for the first time.
Norrington gives no signal of a change of face, but casually walks over like only a cat would. On closer inspection it can be seen that Norrington is wearing a blue sleeveless shirt and black pants, no doubt an unusual thing for a cat, but this cat was five foot tall when standing(!), so normal didn't really apply. Norrington gives off a pur and aims to rub against Curtana's face and shoulder.
Norrington tilts their head. "Norrington," comes their youthful, boyish voice, now moving to stand upright to allow further access to their chin and neck.
Norrington was also rather distracted by the big gun, dropping to all fours and arching their back in shock.
Norrington slowly lowers their back down from the arch and stands once more. "I'll say. My first day," Norrington replies with eyes focussing in on the mad woman for a moment, before turning to Curtana. "Why are you sorry?"
Norrington blinks, blue eyes eyeing up the elf. "Here and there, I think. But mostly here." Their tail gave a slight flick, a hint of their mood rapidly shifting. "How about you?"
Norrington blinks again, eyelids flicking slightly over those blue eyes. Getting petted was nice, but their tail continued to flick, as if impatient. But that came with being youthful. "Stray? My parents were strays, or feral. I forget which. I can't really remember them."
Norrington let's their eyes go wide, then drops to the floor to examine the ball. They bat it once, as if unimpressed, then the paw swipes again, knocking it further. The next swipe send the ball across the room, the cat tearing after it without a care for whatever is in the way. Finally picking it up in their teeth, Norrington takes a few more steps, before dropping it and hitting it again, resulting in a similar chase.
Norrington would finally, and rather quickly, grow tired of the ball and return to Curtana, intent on rubbing their face against Curtana once more.
Norrington suddenly drops to the floor, rolling onto their back and going for the legs with their short claws. Norrington either wanted to play or was just naturally violent. Never could figure that one out, but either way, they always went for the legs.
Norrington let's their tail flick, giving no visual change to their face. No baring of teeth, no smile, no anything. Just the same neutral face. And no response came either, just the returning of the claws to their hand. The boyish cat person stands once more, tail flicking back and forth.
Norrington twitches slightly. "Goodbye," they say, going to rub against them once more before heading for the door.
Norrington waves back at Curtana with their tail, or was it just flicking? They left to go victimise some poor rodent or something. Possibly a matching size moth or grasshopper.
Norrington pads into the bar, an eight month old cat that simply likes to walk into other peoples houses whether they are welcome or not! Life was an adventure, and so long as they were full on food it didn't matter where they went.
Norrington takes an interest in Kendra, but more so in the mouse on her shoulder. Sitting expectantly at their feet as if waiting, they watch upwards.
Norrington stares at Anon for a moment, no change of expression. However, their tail flicks.
Norrington swipes a paw sideways at Anon E Mouse, as it frequently did with balls of paper when it was about to chase them.
Norrington chases after the mouse with much fevor and delight, legs working hard to get them close enough to swing sideways and hit Anon.
Norrington loved balls of paper. Loved them. So much, that they liked to bite down on them and carry them around. Norrington pounces after Anon, trying to knock them just to catch them between their paws then bite down on them.
Norrington reaches down to bite into the mouse, then lift and walk around with them in their mouth if they succeed.
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