Thank you so much
You got em all, or so I thought XD doesn't matter though.
Alright...here's the Cheshire Cat!
Name:
Cheshire Cat
Age:
Unknown
Gender:
Male
Weapons:
Spaded Swords:
Two identical swords born out of the Queen's mother's blood and are completely evil, powerful weapons since the Queen's mother was a truly demented woman whose head was later cut off. The handle of both swords have been turned a light purple and gold, matching the Cheshire's main appearence. Golden lines intertwine with handle, sticking up a little bit, while the blade itself is completely black.
Magical Powers:
The Cheshire's power can reach un-limited places, ranging from elemental sources -ice, fire, etc.- to mind control and or, invisibility. Yet he rarely uses these powers now, going into hiding after the loss of his tail, meaning the loss of his ability to teleport anywhere as well as losing some of his illusionary power with it.
Personality:
Cheshire is a mysterious one, alright. He speaks only in riddles and muddled sentences, completely expecting one to figure them out themselves, since he is very reluctant about giving out secrets and answers. Cheshire is quite lazy, yet he keeps his powers hidden, making himself out to be a lazy, clever fellow with a highly keen mind.
He is not one to be messed with though, since Cheshire holds grudges, indeed, and has a photographic memory that does not fail him. He always gets what he wants, when he wants. The cat/man has great charm, letting his words take their own form and becoming persuasive when they seem not to be. He is also highly dramatic, making the little things seem bigger. Cheshire is quite manipulative.
Description and Non-Human features:
Human:
Cheshire is quite a handsome fellow, with cropped golden hair, purple-tipped in some places of his hair. Long, curved purple marks are marked on both of his cheeks, resembling his whiskers. Light golden eyes with specks of black in them are highly reflective, as well as mersirmising. A large grin replaces any other kind of emotional facial expression, save for a closed smile and or his mouth wide open.
He stands to be about 5'7. All over his body are curving golden and purple marks that resemble his stripes. On both of his broad hands are fingerless black gloves, while he wears slightly skinny dark jeans with his swords hanging on one hanging belt. He goes barefoot, for the ground does not hurt him. He wears a sleeveless purple shirt, striped of course, with a broken shard on his neck held by a loosened tree branch.
Non-Human:
When in his famous cat form, Cheshire is about the size of a lion when in his fighting form, while most of the time staying in the shape of a regular cat. The purple marks on his arm now cover his whole body, while between them are black stripes. His eyes have taken a larger, more slanted form, now completely golden with larger specks of black. The swords that have been on his belt back in his human for now take the form of long, dangerously sharp claws on each paw.
His ears are ragged and pointed, when at one point in his early lifetime, had been soft and pointed nicely instead of their current condition. He has all the abilities of his human form as well as his powers. His tail swishes and curves delicately as well as seductively, allowing people for a closer look at this mysterious cat. The shard still hangs around his neck, lost in a flurry of fur.
Biography:
The life of a Cheshire Cat is really unknown. For years, he held a spot of a watchmen in the Forest of Dreams many years ago alongside his very good friend as well his ultimate rival. They fought in little scrimages and the sort, never really meaning any of it deep, deep down. That was when Cheshire was aloof and completely lazy, not even willing to do most of the work.
Then Alice came.
And his heart nearly skipped a beat when he saw the innocent little lost soul, searching for the White Rabbit, whom she had followed for quite a while. Her single-mindeness was so attractive, her active attempts to act "grown-up"...she struck him as a different kind of girl, someone who would do something great, as well as ruin something so structrered, yet he didn't pay heed to his mind nor Darren, who he knew would've killed the girl if she posed a threat.
And so, Cheshire had his first - and final- love for a girl he would help in only mysterious riddles and talk, yet holding back on the tugging urge to tell her everything he knew about dear Wonderland and he'd like to explore with her. Then Alice was gone, possibly gone forever when she reached the Queen's castle. Abruptly, his life was turned when news came of the Queen...killed. At first, Cheshire couldn't comperhend the disatrous news. One name, one name rang in his thoughts like a busy bee...Alice.
When she had stormed into the forest, many, many years later, as new person, Cheshire couldn't believe his eyes when he saw this...this new Alice. She wasn't the innocent soul who had believed she'd be, no. He was challenged in battle by tarnished-soul Alice, in which he had to pay a devastating price: His dear tail. The pain and anguish of losing a part of him was too much, as well as losing his friend/rival, who had fled the scene. It took a long time to grieve over the pain of losing his friend -who was possibly very well ashamed of himself- his own tail, and his first love Alice.