Post by Dita Longoria on Jul 12, 2009 4:12:49 GMT -7
First Name: Dita
Last Name: Longoria
Middle Name: Elise
Age: 22
Height/Weight: 5'7", 135 lbs in human form. As a panther she's almost 5 feet tall at the shoulders and weights around 200 lbs.
Eyes: Icy grey usually, though they are actually hazel, so they can appear to change color; in panther form they're golden.
Hair: Raven black. Her fur is the same black, with almost bluish highlights.
Character description: Dita is well aware of her feminine whiles, using her body and her beauty to get her where she wanted to go in life. Her passion is dance, and her love of music. She's a natural seductress, and uses that to her advantage as a burlesque dancer. She's quick tempered, especially when it concerns her beloved. She's also extremely kind and open, gentle to other creatures. She loves to laugh and live life to the fullest. She has a quick wit and a sharp tongue, and is proud to be a woman of power.
Persuasion: (good evil neutral) Neutral, unless you hurt one she cares for, then she's your worst nightmare.
Type of Creature: Werepanther
Powers: The ability to shift quickly from panther form to human and vice versa. Keen sense of hearing, smell, and sight; all of which are heightened in panther form. Extremely agile - can leap up to 20 feet, speed and strength are also increased in panther form. Strong jaws and sharp claws are an added plus for her panther body. As a woman, her powers would relate to her ability to render men and women both speechless, captivating them utterly with her sultry dances and suggestive, sleek body.
History: Dita was nothing special growing up. Just your average girl in your average suburban neighborhood. Average parents with average jobs. Going to an average school and getting average grades. Notice a pattern yet?
When she turned 18, she knew she had to make a change. Bidding her parent an average farewell, she set off on her own, ready to make her mark on the world. She'd been born as Heather Sweet, and had loved old movies as well as dance all her life. It was the one place she actually excelled, and wasn't just average.
She took her only skills, and worked for a time as a stripper. Not the most fulfilling job, but it paid the bills well enough. Eventually she legally changed her name to Dita Longoria, and formed her own dance routines, more in the burlesque stylings. Crowds went wild for her shows and she quickly grew a following. She'd found her niche.
One lonely night, for all her nights were lonely, as she packed up from a show and prepared to leave for home, she was attacked. All she saw was a huge, furred form charge her. She ran, but the heels she was wearing caught in a crack in the pavement, spilling her forward onto her hands & knees. Fangs buried in her thigh, as she screamed. She had a moment to look at what was chewing on her, thinking she was truly about to die. Amber eyes met hers, and the beast, what appeared to be an over-sized panther, stared back. There was intelligence in those eyes. It had stopped chewing on her as it gazed at her.
Dita couldn't make heads or tails of what was happening, but on instinct, she reached out to touch the large cat. It's head rubbed against her palm, a deep, rumbling purr coming from it's chest. It turned it's massive head back to her wound and Dita stiffened, sure it was about to start gnawing on her some more. Instead, the panther mewled, a small sound from such a large beast, and began to lick her wound.
A car backfired in the distance, startling them both, and the panther disappeared. Dita quickly gathered her things, drew herself together, and headed for home, confused about the night's events.
During the next full moon, Dita became quite aware of what she'd turned into as she prepared for her next show. She'd barely turned 19, and ended up sprouting black fur, a tail, claws and fangs as the moon rose to it's peak. She understood then, it wasn't an escaped panther, as she'd often tried to convince herself, but a werepanther. Much like a werewolf, only feline.
She found a new grace with her new gifts. She danced like never before, using her animal magnetism along with her girlish figure and natural charms for a truly unique and stunning combination. Her following grew each night, as more and more people traveled the world over to see her perform. Dita began travelling as well. Partly for her career, and partly in hopes of finding another like herself. She was a quick learner, and had easily picked up the pros and cons of her new state. But she had some hope of finding the one who'd bite her, turned her into this creature, if only to ask him why he'd done it. There was no fear in her, but a surety that she'd always been meant to be as she was now.
Character is from (series, book, creator, or author, if it applies): Original
Last Name: Longoria
Middle Name: Elise
Age: 22
Height/Weight: 5'7", 135 lbs in human form. As a panther she's almost 5 feet tall at the shoulders and weights around 200 lbs.
Eyes: Icy grey usually, though they are actually hazel, so they can appear to change color; in panther form they're golden.
Hair: Raven black. Her fur is the same black, with almost bluish highlights.
Character description: Dita is well aware of her feminine whiles, using her body and her beauty to get her where she wanted to go in life. Her passion is dance, and her love of music. She's a natural seductress, and uses that to her advantage as a burlesque dancer. She's quick tempered, especially when it concerns her beloved. She's also extremely kind and open, gentle to other creatures. She loves to laugh and live life to the fullest. She has a quick wit and a sharp tongue, and is proud to be a woman of power.
Persuasion: (good evil neutral) Neutral, unless you hurt one she cares for, then she's your worst nightmare.
Type of Creature: Werepanther
Powers: The ability to shift quickly from panther form to human and vice versa. Keen sense of hearing, smell, and sight; all of which are heightened in panther form. Extremely agile - can leap up to 20 feet, speed and strength are also increased in panther form. Strong jaws and sharp claws are an added plus for her panther body. As a woman, her powers would relate to her ability to render men and women both speechless, captivating them utterly with her sultry dances and suggestive, sleek body.
History: Dita was nothing special growing up. Just your average girl in your average suburban neighborhood. Average parents with average jobs. Going to an average school and getting average grades. Notice a pattern yet?
When she turned 18, she knew she had to make a change. Bidding her parent an average farewell, she set off on her own, ready to make her mark on the world. She'd been born as Heather Sweet, and had loved old movies as well as dance all her life. It was the one place she actually excelled, and wasn't just average.
She took her only skills, and worked for a time as a stripper. Not the most fulfilling job, but it paid the bills well enough. Eventually she legally changed her name to Dita Longoria, and formed her own dance routines, more in the burlesque stylings. Crowds went wild for her shows and she quickly grew a following. She'd found her niche.
One lonely night, for all her nights were lonely, as she packed up from a show and prepared to leave for home, she was attacked. All she saw was a huge, furred form charge her. She ran, but the heels she was wearing caught in a crack in the pavement, spilling her forward onto her hands & knees. Fangs buried in her thigh, as she screamed. She had a moment to look at what was chewing on her, thinking she was truly about to die. Amber eyes met hers, and the beast, what appeared to be an over-sized panther, stared back. There was intelligence in those eyes. It had stopped chewing on her as it gazed at her.
Dita couldn't make heads or tails of what was happening, but on instinct, she reached out to touch the large cat. It's head rubbed against her palm, a deep, rumbling purr coming from it's chest. It turned it's massive head back to her wound and Dita stiffened, sure it was about to start gnawing on her some more. Instead, the panther mewled, a small sound from such a large beast, and began to lick her wound.
A car backfired in the distance, startling them both, and the panther disappeared. Dita quickly gathered her things, drew herself together, and headed for home, confused about the night's events.
During the next full moon, Dita became quite aware of what she'd turned into as she prepared for her next show. She'd barely turned 19, and ended up sprouting black fur, a tail, claws and fangs as the moon rose to it's peak. She understood then, it wasn't an escaped panther, as she'd often tried to convince herself, but a werepanther. Much like a werewolf, only feline.
She found a new grace with her new gifts. She danced like never before, using her animal magnetism along with her girlish figure and natural charms for a truly unique and stunning combination. Her following grew each night, as more and more people traveled the world over to see her perform. Dita began travelling as well. Partly for her career, and partly in hopes of finding another like herself. She was a quick learner, and had easily picked up the pros and cons of her new state. But she had some hope of finding the one who'd bite her, turned her into this creature, if only to ask him why he'd done it. There was no fear in her, but a surety that she'd always been meant to be as she was now.
Character is from (series, book, creator, or author, if it applies): Original