Nicknames: FULL NAME: Alexander Big Al, Alexander Son of Worf, Al, B.A, Fat Al, Al-ley Cat
Birthday: January 27th 1993
Coloration: Brown Tabby
Likes: Sleeping..... eating eating and eating some more!
Pet-Peeves: Diets, you couldnt slim him down! When he wanted food, he wanted food! He'd eat the dogs food if he had to, or raid our kitchen.... he could open cabinets, and drawers, and got into the fridge once!
Favorite Toy: He had an obsession with Human hair. He'd grab your head and chew and lick away!
Favorite Nap Spot: Back of the couch or chair.
Favorite Food: This cat would eat anything!! Mac and Cheese was his favorite.
Skills: He had the most annoying meow ever, and he could open cabinets and drawers to find food that he wasnt supposed to have
Arrival Story: We decided to get a cat, so we went to our Humane Society. He was just a little tyke back then. Cute little tabby cat, that was hyper as all get out!!
Bio: He got darker as he got older. By the time he passed on, he was almost all black, except his face, which was very light whitish-gray. After he was neutered, he got more and more laid back. He discovered the meaning of life around the age of three... FOOD! He'd eat anything you put in front of him. When he got to about 15-20 lbs, we started him on just about every diet out there. We had him on feeding schedules, and everything! Everytime, the little brat got around it. He'd either eat dog food, or raid a cabinet. We tried those child safety locks, which helped a little, but not enough. Big Al died at the age of 12, from unknown causes. He is very missed.
The Legend Of Sto'Vo'Kor: Many millennia ago, during the time of the Klingon gods, Sto-vo-kor and the warrior spirits who dwelled there were ruled by their creators. The black fleet fought and feasted only for the glory of their gods. This pleased the gods and they wished to fight alongside of their warrior spirits and be as brothers. But a handful of the creators protested. Fek'lhr, the leader of the rebellious gods, proclaimed that an end to the age of the gods would come to pass if they gave up their rule over Sto-vo-kor. Knowing the nature of the warrior spirits, he predicted that they would overthrow their creators if given the chance. But the other gods laughed at his words, they were convinced that their actions would strengthen their bonds with the spirits instead of threatening their place of power. But Fek'lhr would not back down, so with the aid of a few gods he started the first great war.
The war lasted one thousand years and most of Sto-vo-kor was destroyed in its wake. The few gods that sided with Fek'lhr in the beginning were seriously injured and in desperation turned against their leader. Fek'lhr stood alone, outnumbered and weakened from his wounds. The gods were reluctant to destroy him. He was still their brother and his death would cause an imbalance in creation. But so he could do no more harm, they cast him into a great void for all time.
In his rage, Feklhr filled the emptiness with the thunder of his voice. And from the burning tear in his chest, seven pale spirits emerged. Circling him, they collected the blood that spilled from his veins and began to create a new kingdom of the dead in his image. The lands where alive and powerful and his wounds were healed. Fek'lhr was pleased with the spirits work. He named them the D'eethkoras-i, and made them sentinels of the lands, and generals of his new black fleet.
One hundred years passed, and what Fek'lhr prophesied came to be. The gods of Sto-vo-kor wished to rule once more, but the warrior spirits remembered the damage they had done in their past war and no longer saw them as divine. The second of the great wars had begun. But the gods were no match for the warrior spirits, they were greatly outnumbered and weakened from a century without their rule. Many of the gods were killed, and those who survived found themselves banished from Sto-vo-kor and standing before the gates of Gre'thor.
Addressing Fek'lhr, they asked for aid in reclaiming their rule. They insisted that he help them as a payment for sparing his life in the past great war. In return he would be welcomed back to Sto-vo-kor. Fek'lhr laughed at their arrogance, and for punishment for their past defiance, unleashed the D'eethkoras-i upon them. The seven pale spirits slaughtered the last of the Sto-vo-kor gods, and from their bones built the six gates of Gre 'thor.
"And when the last warrior has entered the land of the dead and is judged, there will be a final great war, and the outcome shall determine the fate of all warrior spirits."