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Black Cat

Worlds best Cat Burgler

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Princess Awinita

Description

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Black Cat
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Overall Stats
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Level
Unknown
Tier
Metahuman, Black Cat has been known as a metahuman
due to recent mutational ablites manefesting.
Combat Style
Melee
Ranged

Destructive Capability:
(City, Building, etc) None currently known

Current Status
Living Yes
Deceased Not yet
Near Death No
Undead No
Immortal No
Sealed No


Power:
16/30

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Speed:
30/30

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Awareness
24/30

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Combat:
28/30

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Intellect
22/30

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Technique:
28/30

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Endurance:
30/30

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Magic Resistance
0/30

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Vitality:
30/30

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Energy:
30/30

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Spiritual:
0/30

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Power
How much power this character has in terms of strength and how hard the character hits

Speed
How fast this character moves in terms of running to attacks.

Awareness
How fast this character reacts and realizes.

Combat
How well this character is in melee and how well attacks are executed.

Intellect
How smart this character is in information and analyzing things, objects, and people.

Technique
How well this character uses skills/magic

Endurance
How much damage or injuries this character can take.

Magic Resistance
How much resistance toward magic this character can take as well as endure it.

Vitality
How much stamina this character has to move around.

Energy
How much energy this character has to use skills and magic

Spirituall
How well this character is connected with religion/gods/spirits/







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Personal Information
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Full Name
Felica Maria Hardy
Age:
31
Age Appearance
21
Life Span
Unknown
Gender:
Female
Race/Main:
Feline
Race/Sub:
Human
Honorifics|Titles|Nicknames
Black Cat, Blackie.
Sexual Orientation:
Straight
Marital Status:
Not wed
Relationship Status:
None known
Relationships:
None known
Relationship History
Had a fling with Spiderman (AKA Peter Parker), it lasted seven months to a year, currently not married
Blood Type
OO-
Birthplace:
Newark N.J. USA.
Date of Birth:
11 Sept
Zodiac Sign
Unknown
Religion(s)Beliefs
None known
Marking|Tattoos|Piercings:
Black and white fur pattern (see picture[s])
Height:
5'11”/1'1” (human/feline)
Weight
Varies
Physical Condition:
Good health
Eye Color
Sky blue
Alignment
Nuetral
Occupation (Main):
Thief
Occupation (Sub)
Thief
Class:
Not Known
Rank
Not Known
Education:
Completed College, Masters degree in arcitechure and electronics (secruity systems)
Language(s):
English, Mandarin, feline
Current Residence
Randin Kaye residence, Eastern Wing City Apartments, Building E, apt # E2501
Former Residence
New York City
Lives with:
Randin Kaye WCPD
Family/Relatives:
Mother, Mora Hardy, age 60, widow. Still alive, Blackies mother works at the New York Public Library as head librarian

Father, Winston Hardy, deaceased, aged 54, formerly a well known Cat Burglar who went on many business trips across the globe, he passed away in a plane accident when Falica was 14 years of age

Uncle, Fenton Hardy, age 58, Alive, married, two sons. Uncle Fenton, a private detective, someone Falica always regarded first and formost as a father figure when her father passed away. His two sons, Frank and Joe hoeever, get on her nervs many a case. However, Falica likes both men as her cousins. And so far they haven't been able to pin any crime on her. yet
Friends/Comrades:
Captain America, last known wearabouts unknown, currently as far as she knows he is still alive.

Jake Blackert, alive, age 23. Genius computer hacker and friend to Blackie.

Peter Parker/Spiderman, status; alive, age 30. Very good friend to Falica even though he had registered ot the metahuman law. He trusts her stance on things and has even worked with her on several missions.

Joseph Hardy, alive, age 19, Falica's cousin, and possibly her favorite cousin because of his optimistic attitude and lack of fear of speaking his mind. Though he and her have clashed when a string of odd robberis in Bayport were somehow linked to Falica, she wasn't suspected at the time due to being in the hospital with what she thought pneumonia, but what was really her mutant ablities manefesting.

Frank Hardy, alive, age 20. Falicas cousin, older brother of Joseph Hardy, a computer nerd and genius when it comes to odd cases of their father and Falica's uncle Fenton. Frank and Falica worked together for a few cases when Falica worked with Spiderman as a hero rather then a thief. The two never got along well due to Franks girlfriend. Who saw her as compition.

Lockpick; status, alive, age unknown. A gentleman thief apparently, considers him her path to freedom as his signature card, a key, had unlocked her from a chain around her wrists and ankles.

George Carlin, status, deceased. Aged 71. Falica had always been a fan of this man and so consdered him to be one of the greatest thinkers of the time. Taking ot heart many of his moods and witticems as well.
Enemies
Tony Stark/Ironman, alive. Age, early 50s, Falica has had several run-ins with Stark over the Metahuman Registeration Law. And as such she has fought against him due to her personal stand on it.

Thor, alive. Thor has tried to take in Black Cat to have her register to the metahuman law, each time he tried, he failed. He had made a promise to capture the Black Cat and drag her to register to the law.
Rivals
Spiderman, the pair had clashed for a time before working together. They still have a sibling love/hate relationship to this day.
Accomplices
None known
Political Status
Nuetral, chose to flee instead of register to the Metahuman Law when the act became a bill, which the president had signed.
Organizations/Tribes/Clans:
None known
Former Affiliations:
Avengers with Captain America, then later worked with Fantastic Four, also worked with New Avengers and Runaways before the Metahuman Law
Disabilities:
None known
Personality:
A quirky girl at heart. As a young woman she was a cautious planner and thinker, always walking on the edge of disaster, but always working ot keep a good balance.
With Friend(s):
Once she is known to a few she is quiet playful, currently however she knows few in Wing City.
With Lover(s)
No Information known
With Enemies
Pretty dang nasty.
General philosophy:
Cop didn't see it, I didn't do it, pretty much sums it up.
Most Prized Possession (Material Value):
A diamond and gold collar/necklace recently stolen, however it actually belongs to her. Worth approximately USD37,000
Most Prized Possession (Emotional Value):
A silver and pink key, apparently made in the 1880s, given to her as a calling card from Lockpick, this key is very important to her as it got her out of a major jam.

Likes:
Meat, gold, money, meat, silver, hot ice, meat. Daft Punk
Dislikes:
Fish (unless it is Tuna or Salmon), police, dogs.
Hobbies:
None known
Interests:
{see likes}
Goals:
None known
Life's Ambition:
Unknown
Fears:
S.H.I.E.L.D.
Crippling Fear ( Single Biggest Fear):
Getting caught and taken to S.H.I.E.L.D. to register or die. Any mention of SHIELD alone causes her ot totally freeze up in fear
Least Outspoken About:
Her parents
Most Outspoken About:
Her uncle Fenton
Favorite Word:
Fermi
Vernacular:
Unknown
Mannerisms:
As a human she pretty much tries to act as a lady, calm, sweet natures and otherwise. As a housecat though, lookout, pretty much every cat quality comes out.
Psychological Condition:
Unknown, presumed stable
Aptitudes:
Unknown
Superstitions:
Unknown
Morals:
Unknown
Positive Characteristics:
Unknown
Negative Characteristics:
unknown





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:Chest:/Back
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Skill theme such as fire, poison etc
Mutant ablities
Blackie has several ablities, some call them Powers.

Feline strength; Blackie has the strength to tip over a small truck (Ford Range or Chevy S10 or smaller cars) without too much trouble on her part, even though she doesn't look it she is quite strong.

Feline eyesight; Blackie can decern all colors for up to 15 meters clearly in near total darkness, however in total darkness she is nearly as blind as a bat, but can hear twice as good.

Feline hearing; Blackie has, literally, the ears and hearing ablitiy of a new born kitten.

Fur coat; In addition to the above listed powers, Blackie also has a fur coat which came about when her feline abilties manifested, fusing her jumpsuit she used at the time as a costume to her body in the pattern of a black and white feline. (see pictures)

Small note: at time of her mutant powers manefesting, any bare skin she had at the time of the sudden changes became bright white to match the jumpsuit coloration and pattern.


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So begins...

Black Cat's Story

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Black Cat was nearly hit by a fleeing camera nut, the felinoid woman snagged the mans wallet, and a few hundred dollars as she walked to the door of a building, a roller rink? Oh, well. She sauntered into the building, Gambits, seemed full of people, the five foot eleven inch tall black and white feline woman looked about before heading to the bar, passing by Sabine as she did so, bumping into two waiters, snagging a few dozen bucks or so as she made her way to the bar.

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Black Cat halted, wha, she was seen snagging cash? Not possible! Blackie looked around trying to find the scource of the voice, seeing a pair of snakes, and a man tinkering with a clock. So, who spoke?

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Black Cat raised, or seemed to raise, a white and black eyebrow. Yeah she had been watched alright. She was so used to New York, this place was extremely differnet then she was used to. She growled something, seeming to have an internal conflict as she had been seen stealing cash, how else was she to survive after that whole debacle with the Superhuman Registration Act? She had refused it and fled through a portal. And came here.

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Black Cat growled again, this was crazy, she hadn't fled Manhattan, and the SRL just to come here rob three people and get killed for it. She took a half step back. Not, she was stronger then this, intimidation happened nearly all the time in New York with other villians and heros to contend with on a daily basis.

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Black Cat had disappeared, just barely able ot sneak out of the place without being seen yet again, with some more cash then she felt comfortable carrying that was petty cash most surely. Black headed first for the bar, then changed her mind, thinking it best ot hide rather then be seen. spotting a table she headed for it. Not knowing that two people, Rosenna and another, Major Thomas, already used the table.

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Black Cat finally got under the table, only a few steps apparently from the two who she thought had been seated at it, apparently she had miscalculated on distances, might have been because of the portal she had traveled though, nevertheless. She made herself comfortable, some strange items stuck in her white long legfur, great why'd she have to go through that thorn bush anyhow?

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Black Cat left ear perked at the sound of purring, her tail bristled at the sound as well, there was another feline in the place ? Drats, she was loosing it, not as good as she used to be when it came to hiding, and keeping an eye for unwanteds. She mentally kicked herself from her percked under the table. her feline ears took in everything she could hear over the disco music

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Black Cat jerked her head up when she heard a voice say 'Have you seen her?' Who was her? was it herself or someone else? Blackie didn't know. But still the jerk of her head hit the tables underside and shook the liek like an table on a jackhammer during an earthshake. Which was shortly followed by a muffled word that sounded like "Fermi!"

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Black Cat 's head hit the underside of the table yet again when her tail, which she had thought wrapped tightly around her where she sat, got stepped on as Vincent left the place. She hissed this time a single word of 'Fermi' before her tail disappeared under the tableclothed table that was apparently now in use by Rosabilia and Shik. The former private eye turned theif turned target was spotted once by another in the act of getting the goods. She was not going to make the same mistake again

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Black Cat 's ears twitched at what she was hearing, all sorts of thoughts over what might unfold went through her mind, and most of those events were not very good. But it proved useful to remain under the table for the time being and pray that her tail wouldn;t get stepped on again.

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Black Cat stared for but a moment before she remembered her mistake. She had shifted out of pure instinct when her tail was stepped on. She backed up with a hiss. "No touch" The women, currently the size of a housecat at this point, hissed. The idea of being cute was in the eye of the beerholder, but apparently this one looked fair game. Blackie backed up another step before bolting from under the table for another. The last thing she needed was to be a pet to somebody.

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Black Cat seemed to dash across the path of Meira and Terrance as she headed for a new table like a shot. Once under it she shifted to her true form, nearly instantly human sized feline under a table. The sound of metal made her ears perk, Blackie peeked out from under her table, her newly aquired table at least, and sported Constantina nearby with one heck of a blade. Wonderful, the feline mutant mused, just what she wanted, a swordfight. Fermi

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Black Cat saw that the fight was not to happen, thank goodness for that. She then spotted a new comer, a soldier? No no, anything but a soldier! Maybe if she just acted normal, and try to not be paranoid of being found or traced, after al lthe portal dropped her into that stinking filth of a sewer hours before. So...

Blackie slid out from under the table, the side that Rosabilia and Khagen could not see, however they did see a white slightly furred hand grip the table and pull up what might have been a former bodybuilder or just one that lived near a gym of a feline woman, either that or the feline side of things gave Blackie all her muscle.

Then it happened, her her ear got hit with something, wine? No, a wine bottle cork, she mused seeing the thing spinning liek a top on the table before her. Who had? She slapped her hand on the thing to stop it from spinning, her ear throbbed, that hurt. Now who had fired it?

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Black Cat took her hand from her ear, no blood, thank goodness. had blood been drawn she'd have been in major trouble. It when Sun appeared she was for a moment startled, and had nearly reverted to her housecat form had she not noticed his gentle appearnace towards her hands, wait, no, not her hands, to that thing that hit her.

"This?" She asked using two white furred fingers to flick it into the air, before catching it. A thought crossed her mind, "Did you fire it?" She was not used to corks shooting out of wine bottles, she was more used to more painful items, like scattershot, that hurt. She held the thing just out of Sun Wu's reach.

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Black Cat inched her hand, which appeared ot be within a white glove with long hair which was actually far from the mark as it was in fact her skin sand fur that easliy covered her hands, and at the moment, her feet in the white long fur. It was a pain to keep clean though. Back from the incoming tail, almost tempted to snag the thing with her o ther hand, but instead she did not. this guy seemed nice. And in no way imposing to the feline woman. "Considering that you came to seek this.... cork, was it?" her voice had a soft tone to it, as if slightly accented to be feline in some way. "Well, might I ask what you need it for?" Her black tipped ears twitched at the sound of metal, a sword being moved, great, soldiers with weapons, and all she had was her claws.

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Black Cat seemed to visibly go stiff as a statue at the entry of Shura, the cork was then flicked from her white fingers to Sun Wu, poorly aimed as it nearly hit a wineglass set upon on the table. "Its yours" She said, the idea of wine howrver had turned her interest, maybe she could bootleg a few bottle? No, there had to be a bank in town somewhere. The perfect hiest. Her nose then twitched as she caught scent of another entrying with a weird box. Verral, her eyes focused on him, crud. She growled something. pretty much one word, "Fermi"

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Black Cat at first did not hear as Sun spoke to her, her eyes were focused on Verral Wolf, wonderful, why the poor feline had ot deal with a dog she never knew, she was scared, even before her powers had manifested, to death of dogs. Her gaze however then shortly locked on the Itilian that arrived. Her mind already working like clockwork, money, a rich man, no you stupid furball focus! she mentally screamed at herself. Her gaze tearing back to Verral Wolf.

It was n ot until she felt the whisps of a cloud on her thigh did she notice the man, or rather, monkey, Nearly screaming she insticntively shifted hersize to a housecat. Her feet had plumes of ,long white hair like a Persian, whereas the rest of her body was shorthaired, her tail was long like her plumes of white around her feet. "Don't, scare me like that, please. It'd be just my luck to have one of the Agents of SHIELD find me here." She all but cried out.

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Black Cat growled and backed up, she was at the edge of the table, oh fermi! she mentally screamed before falling about a meter to the floor. thankfully landing on her feete, after all, cats did indeed land on their feet. She jumped back up to the tabletop. Thankfully none had said no cats allowed. yet. To Sun she asked when he mentioned her fur, "What about my fur? If you say it makes my butt look big I'll poison your wine cellar!" She said in a snarky, almost humorful tone of voice. Mastered her transformation? What did he mean? She normally went housecat out of total fear.

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Black Cat growled, "I heard that!" She hissed when he mentioned her fur pattern, her fur was that way because of her mutantation. She sighed then, sitting on her hind legs like any housecat would. "I'm a mutant, where i'm from I'm also a target of S.H.I.E.L.D. a police force where I am from." She never registered with the metahumans as an offical mutant, So that made her a target of the government. Nowhere was safe. "I guess you could say that before I got this fur, it was more of a human outfit. then when my powers came my outfit, what you see as fur when I'm human, because actual fur, I can't change that." She shook her head, sometimes she could. But not very much. Her tail was nice and bushy though. and a mixture of black and white

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Black Cat then laid on the table as Sun took a seat at the table edge. She nodded when he asked about SHIELD, yeahm ,they were bad news, and for all she knew had sent agents after her. She sighed though when he mentioned being a fugitive. "You could say that." She replied, not even caring at this point, if Sun touched her fur, which was soft as silk. She snickered then, "It was not always like it is now, for a while there was talk about a metahuman registration act to go into law, and everyone had debates about it, but it wasn't until the explosion in near Boston when the government started cracking down of deserters like us" So there were others liek her that fled this SHIELD group too ?

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Black Cat watched him go, the monkey was indeed nice. Gentle so he seemed. She waited until he had go before she hoped off the table, as she did so, she shifted her form to her normal human size. Walking on two brilliant white, seemingly bare, feet she headed for the counter, maybe she could get a room wit the money she just stole a few hours back ?

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Black Cat halted dead center of the bar when her ears picked up words of 'I need a woman' Well, she sure didn't fit that requirement, other then being a female... cat. She gave a look towards the man, Kazuka, then moved on to the counter, her tail curled around her left leg as she asked for a room at the place.

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Black Cat wandered down the stairs to the bar in her smaller more catlike form of a housecat. Blackie headed for a table, the scent of Sun Wu was still strong, she could smell him clearly. Which caused her nose to wrinkle, what did he mean by, Fugitive in the m anner of his speaking he made it sound like she and he were alike. She meandered towards a table and jumped up to its surface, not knowing that someone else, namely Sabine, currently used the table in question. Blackie made herself comfy on the table surface. Bringing up her right forepaw she started to clean the white plume of fur of some dirt that had found its way into the shiny whiteness.

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Black Cat finally got the dirt from her white fur, finally, the cat thought. Stupid dirt, wha! She hit the floor with a 'plop' She laid there on her belly One paw went under her chin, human like for the moment, but only the size of a housecat. a strangely exotic housecat. Stupid table edge. She got to her four feet and trotted then towards the bar, hopping up to its surface within arms reachs of Drake Stern, the scent of alcohol burned her nose. When she spotted the weapon he carried her heart sank like a rock with dread, No! he can't be SHIELD!! the feline thought seemingly rooted to the spot out of total fear as she stared at Drake.

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Black Cat finally found her voice when Absolution spoke, "H-h-h-he took it.." She stammered, still scared that SHIELD was coming after her even there, so far she was safe. So far. Nobody had tried to nab her yet. She tried ot relax as the man booked it from the bar and left the place, whew, no net yet, Blackie thought. Now thinking it best ot just listen in on things going on around her.