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eye-may · 11 days ago

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any victoria and jemima hcs ( like for vicky what does her relationship with misto is like )

thanks for the ask! Victoria and Jemima are a couple of cats on my docket that I still need to think more about, so now's as good a time as any to get the ball rolling on that lmao

Victoria 🌸

I'm still pretty irresolute as to a lot of the finer details of Victoria's backstory. For now I'm thinking she was either born into domesticity, or was found and homed by humans not long after being born. I think she lives in one of the nicer areas of London, with humans of a delicate, finer (read: wealthy) sensibility. She's probably the only cat in the house; I imagine she's friends with the adult humans' kittens whom enjoy pampering her. She enjoys her creature comforts.

Despite enjoying her cozy kittenhood, she's been a bit restless ever since she opened her eyes. Her nascent soul imbued with an urge to move, to be elegant and refined, to express herself by submitting to the terpsichorean urges of her corporeal form. (do I sound fuckin florid enough to capture the vibe lmao)

She realized these urges were only placatable via dance. Maybe she witnessed one of her humans doing it; maybe one or multiple members of the family are ballet dancers. In any case, she strived to experiment with such an art form herself, but felt inhibited doing it in the house, surrounded by hard walls, thudding hardwood floors, accompanied by others who were always showering her with attention. She wanted to be alone and unencumbered, so she started, at just a couple months old, venturing out through one of the balconies.

She started by taking to the rooftops, dancing under the light of the moon, buoyed by the ambient glow of London. She did this a handful of times before something drove her towards the Junkyard --- probably some kind of adversity, like a run-in with a hostile feral cat. In that case, she may have run, horrified, until she noticed that her pursuer abruptly stopped laying chase; unbeknownst to her at first, it was because she had entered Jellicle territory. Maybe even one of the cats patrolling the parameter saw her running and came along to menace the away the threatening stranger for good measure.

However it happened, she sees that the Junkyard is full of cats, many of whom domesticated like her (and therefore much more amenable to welcoming a stranger), and who sing and dance! Needless to say, she felt the allure of the community almost immediately...although, she had her timidity to overcome. There were a few weeks where she would be going back and forth between the Yard and her house, watching shyly as the other cats would mingle and dance and Be Cats. Slowly, but surely, she became a part of the family. She still spends plenty of time with her humans...but when the sun goes down and the dancer in her is warring to escape, she knows just where to go to let it out.

Personality-wise, I see her as quiet, wide-eyed, curious but inhibited. (inhibited is one of her Words I think). She's on the timid side and slower than, say, Jemima or Tumblebrutus to venture into unknown territory, literal and metaphorical. She also, despite regularly communing in a Junkyard, is pretty stringent about staying clean and prim. She's a gentle soul, emotionally available, wistful, effeminate, tidy. Her very personality eblemetizes the neatness and elegance of ballet.

As for Mistoffelees...while they're not biologically related in my CATS universe, they're certainly very sibling-esque. Victoria first arrived to the junkyard not terribly long after Mistoffelees did, and both had similar approaches to comporting themselves to their new environment; both quiet, shy, socially avoidant...but both having an eagerness to express themselves through dance and performance. Victoria would have certainly gravitated towards Mistoffelees for a number of reasons...for one thing, his smallness. He didn't have the intimidating stature, nor the rigid countenance, that many of the other cats do. (i.e., Alonzo, Munkustrap, Tugger, Cassandra). He's also calm and quiet, but seemingly softhearted. Eager to make others happy. The other kittens would gather around him to watch him pull his awesome feats of sleight of hand, to be entertained by his illusions. Victoria, of course, was no exception. Locked in, she began to just follow him around everywhere. I think, in a very kittenish way, she sort of decided that Mistoffelees was something like 'her' cat, like she imprinted siblinghood upon him without requiring much pretense. Mistoffelees was also still recovering from injury/exhaustion when she first came to the Yard, so I like to think Victoria took it upon herself to "look after him."

As they got older, their familial bond just continued to burgeon and Victoria saw Mistoffelees as someone she could always confide in or go to for comfort. He's perhaps the first person she seeks out when she needs to get something off her chest, or when she's confused or unsure about something and is looking for advice. She grows, of course, to love Munkustrap and Jenny and Skimble and all the Jellicles who are adept at providing care and encouragement, and she's close friends with the other kittens her age. But there's something comforting and easy in her relationship with Mistoffelees that is unique.

Having grown up together, and developing this bond, they may actually refer to each other as siblings sometimes. I think Victoria especially naturally developed the habit of calling Mistoffelees her brother, and even now takes it upon herself to look after him. Mistoffelees, of course, reciprocates the sentiment, and the two of them always have each other's backs.

Jemima 🔮

My Jemima is a little freak! Affectionately! She's owned by a bona fide cooky witch lady who lives by herself above a corner store with no other animals. Jemima insists very strongly that her human understands Skratch (cat language) just as well as the cats understand English, and that although they could never properly mimic each other's dialects, they have somehow surpassed the language barrier and can communicate perfectly with each other! none of the other cats, however, believe that any human is actually capable of such a thing. (Jemima pities them).

Jemima, like Victoria, initially ventured outside of her home due to an increasingly exigent restlessness. Her instinct however, was even more eccentric and indistinct than Victoria's; whereas Victoria felt imbued with the calling of dance, Jemima's actions were governed by just a...really insistent internal monologue, and an insatiable instinct to which she is all too eager to yield. She felt, as early as four weeks old, that she had to explore, that there was so much she had to see and so many cats she had to meet! Her human, of course, was privy to the inner machinations of her tiny skull, and didn't stop her from venturing away. She was sure that Jemima would come back home (and she always does!)

Jemima let her wandering feet guide her until she found the Junkyard; and quickly, without hesitation, she wormed her way into the hearts of all and sundry. Her quirkiness and strange proclivities for mysticism were not lost on the other cats, although she's so good-natured and affectionate that it's quite easy to welcome her, eccentricities and all. She's similar to Victoria insofar as her being innocent and empathetic, but she lacks Victoria's inhibitions. Jemima is nigh on fearless, infinitely curious, and very attune to her surroundings. Her and Tumblebrutus are often the ringleaders of exploration and mischief, while Victoria and Pouncival tend to proceed with more caution and apprehensions.

Jemima, like Coricopat, Tantomile, Mistoffelees, and Cassandra, is mystical. She's attune to the thoughts and emotions of others; while she's not as telepathic as the twins, she's highly sensitive to all that which is unspoken and unseen, especially when it comes to how others are feeling. Her keen intuition and courage also enable to get out of a jam just as efficiently as she's able to get into one.

She takes the abberant habitudes of her human companion right with her into the Junkyard. She's known for putting her extra sensory perceptions to work, often indulging in practices like reading tea leaves and palms. She also claims to sometimes encounter spirits, and allegedly knows how to go about summoning them (although she's regularly discouraged from demonstrating). She's interested in constellations and loves staring at the night sky.

Although it's not often talked about, I think that she also has a special bond with Mistoffelees! Granted, I their dynamic is more complex than that of his and Victoria's. I think Mistoffelees struggles to understand Jemima more than vice versa, and Jemima pursues Mistoffelees often enough out of an instinct to help or soothe him, because she's a lot more keen to the troubling breadth of his magic and his constant need to cull it than almost anyone else. Mystical cats, also, are inherently sort of "linked" to each other, so all five of the mystical cats in the Yard have something of a congenital bond. Mistoffelees, of course, appreciates Jemima's magnanimity and the fact she readily gleans his thoughts and feelings without him having to speak much, if at all.

Jemima, along with Mistoffelees and Cassandra, has a unique connection to the twins as well. While they're mostly reclusive and not as sociable as the others, Jemima harbors none of the compunctions about their idiosyncrasies that others do. I don't think she'll have long, riveting conversations with them on a regular basis or anything (Jemima is, after all, a distractable kitten), but they're able to breezily commune rather mutely with each other. It'll often be a passing, knowing glance. A quick exchange to corroborate an errant feeling or suspicion. A telepathic transaction here and there, like when Deuteronomy used the twins as a conduit to Jemima to express his wisdom. Mistoffelees and Cassandra are not as open psionically, so interacting in such intuitively-driven ways is a bit more halting when it's done with them.

Over all, Jemima is weird, full of energy, affectionate, open-minded, and courageous! No doubt she'll be quite influential as a wizened Jellicle Cat one day! < 3

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