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In a world where nekoes and humans live alongside each other, the humans are the dominant species. They consider themselves better than the less common cat-like race and so they discriminate against them. The way nekoes are treated here is comparable to the way African americans were treated back before Martin Luther King. It's very difficult for a neko to get hired for a job that can actually sustain them and even the police always suspect a neko of any crime before a human. So, because of their inability to buy respectable property, many have been raised in dilapitated neighborhoods with the drugdealers and gangs (both species included). This is one of the reasons that has engendered the neko trafficking. Innocent nekoes, mostly young females, are often kidnapped and sold as sex slaves to either brothels or wealthy, sick men. And most turn a blind eye to the crimes committed before their very eyes. Everyone lives in a largely rascist world where humans usually don't care for the well being of the one species that can truly communicate with them and match their intellect.
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Name: Terra Roth
Age:19
Height:5'1
Appearance: picture attached
History: Terra grew up in a pretty shady neighborhood, so when her neko parents were shot down in front of her, she wasn't surprised. She was 13, young enough to obey when they ordered her to run, but old enough to realize what had happened. since then, she's lived on the streets and the older she got, the harder it was to survive.
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A young female wanders the sidewalks beside a barren street covered in snow. She wears a ratty hoodie and beanie, a pair of holey converse, and ripped jeans that were an inch too short and a size too large. The worst thing was, they used to fit her perfectly. The winter always brought the best time to hide, but the worst time to eat. She turned into and alleyway, trying her hardest to keep her large, black ears from twitching. Terra's been trying to control them and keep them flat against her head beneath her thick beanie, but sometimes instincts took over and she couldn't help it. Her tail swished back and forth, invisible under her baggy sweater as her light, slitted eyes flashed in the moonlight. She was only walking this way to keep from looking so obvious beside the road, but she had to keep her guard up lest-
"Hey chickie...watcha doin' out so late? Huh?" A low, menacing male's voice emerged from behind her while the rest of his posse surrounded her. Five in total. Terra didn't hesitate for a moment. She began to sprint towards the largest gap between two of the men, violet eyes wide and ears straining to perk up beneath her hat. She made it far enough in the maze of alleys to catch her breath, but she'd inadvertantly become exposed to any cars that may pass the road again.Her heart was pounding fast in her chest as she took deep breaths that hindered her ability to hear very well. That's how they found her again. Weak, starving,...she didn't stand a chance. She couldn't stop the men. she was trapped against the brick wall she'd stupidly leant against to breathe the freezing air. Terra hissed as the one who had spoken earlier pinned her to the wall and pulled off her hood and hat, grasping her short, spiky hair roughly. Terra's fingernails sharpened into claws she couldn't use, pinned as she was.
"Ugh. A Nek. Guess we can't have the fun we expected, huh boys?" He winked, glancing back at the laughing drunkards behind him. "Whaddya think? she good enough for the buyers we saw yesterday?" Buyers. People who pay a fair amount of money to any shady human who brings them a neko girl for the trafficking business.
"Nah she's too dirty; she's gonna die soon anyway." One said.
Terra growled, bared her fangs and spit in her attacker's face. When he pulled his hand away fo wipe it off, she left four bleeding slashes on his right arm and dashed toward the road, but the others stopped her, slamming her to the hard concrete with their fists. Their raucous laughter echoed in her sensitive ears as they kicked her, cracking ribs and bruising her back severely. When they were finally done with her, Terra was lying in dirty snow right next to the road, her ears wet and limp, her tail motionless behind her. Now that she was so obviously neko, her disguise ruined and useless against the cold, no one would stop to help her. She was sure she was done for. No one cares at all about her. Her shivering subsided and her lips began to turn blue. The last thing she saw before her eyelids joined were a pair of shining headlights
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Name: Terra Roth
Age:19
Height:5'1
Appearance: picture attached
History: Terra grew up in a pretty shady neighborhood, so when her neko parents were shot down in front of her, she wasn't surprised. She was 13, young enough to obey when they ordered her to run, but old enough to realize what had happened. since then, she's lived on the streets and the older she got, the harder it was to survive.
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A young female wanders the sidewalks beside a barren street covered in snow. She wears a ratty hoodie and beanie, a pair of holey converse, and ripped jeans that were an inch too short and a size too large. The worst thing was, they used to fit her perfectly. The winter always brought the best time to hide, but the worst time to eat. She turned into and alleyway, trying her hardest to keep her large, black ears from twitching. Terra's been trying to control them and keep them flat against her head beneath her thick beanie, but sometimes instincts took over and she couldn't help it. Her tail swished back and forth, invisible under her baggy sweater as her light, slitted eyes flashed in the moonlight. She was only walking this way to keep from looking so obvious beside the road, but she had to keep her guard up lest-
"Hey chickie...watcha doin' out so late? Huh?" A low, menacing male's voice emerged from behind her while the rest of his posse surrounded her. Five in total. Terra didn't hesitate for a moment. She began to sprint towards the largest gap between two of the men, violet eyes wide and ears straining to perk up beneath her hat. She made it far enough in the maze of alleys to catch her breath, but she'd inadvertantly become exposed to any cars that may pass the road again.Her heart was pounding fast in her chest as she took deep breaths that hindered her ability to hear very well. That's how they found her again. Weak, starving,...she didn't stand a chance. She couldn't stop the men. she was trapped against the brick wall she'd stupidly leant against to breathe the freezing air. Terra hissed as the one who had spoken earlier pinned her to the wall and pulled off her hood and hat, grasping her short, spiky hair roughly. Terra's fingernails sharpened into claws she couldn't use, pinned as she was.
"Ugh. A Nek. Guess we can't have the fun we expected, huh boys?" He winked, glancing back at the laughing drunkards behind him. "Whaddya think? she good enough for the buyers we saw yesterday?" Buyers. People who pay a fair amount of money to any shady human who brings them a neko girl for the trafficking business.
"Nah she's too dirty; she's gonna die soon anyway." One said.
Terra growled, bared her fangs and spit in her attacker's face. When he pulled his hand away fo wipe it off, she left four bleeding slashes on his right arm and dashed toward the road, but the others stopped her, slamming her to the hard concrete with their fists. Their raucous laughter echoed in her sensitive ears as they kicked her, cracking ribs and bruising her back severely. When they were finally done with her, Terra was lying in dirty snow right next to the road, her ears wet and limp, her tail motionless behind her. Now that she was so obviously neko, her disguise ruined and useless against the cold, no one would stop to help her. She was sure she was done for. No one cares at all about her. Her shivering subsided and her lips began to turn blue. The last thing she saw before her eyelids joined were a pair of shining headlights
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