 CAT TASTROPHE #XX (CAPTAIN)  CAPTAIN, blocker, jammer, pivot, hard-hitting badass, known to give you CAT scatch FEVER! Cat Tastrophe wasn’t always the fierce feline you see on the track today… As a kitten growing up in a west Texas border-town she cut her claws on the local Sk8board scene and scratched up plenty of bowls for her amusement. Known for her bad cat-itude, she went on the hunt for boys, booze and bargains in Juarez and scrapped with any kitty that dared cross her path. It was during one of her many nocturnal skate-prowls that she suddenly had to dive out of the way of a speeding Jaguar XJR. As she struggled to regain her composure she a heard the car door slam and the click of stiletto heels approaching…Then she was confronted by the sight of a fine feline female encased in head-to-toe black. It was Eartha Kitt, the Catwoman! Recognising a kindred spirit, she took Cat’s hand and purred, “Mon Cherie, A REAL cat skates on 8 wheels, not 4!” Cat was blinded by a flash of light and when she came to, the car and Eartha and Cat’s skateboard were gone. Only a pair of black leather quad skates remained. When she put them on she felt different, transformed. No longer was she just a simple alley cat, She was the glamorous and vicious Catastrophe! Suddenly, those dusty ditches just didn’t seem quite as fun. “I’m blowing this litter box!” she howled, and with a flick of her tail she found herself in Austin, Texas with A slick group of women just as rough and tumble as she was, The Hotrod Honeys! Now she amuses herself by stalking her prey and playing with rival jammers like balls of yarn. Beware of the Cat on the track! Chat with Cat at cattastrophe@txrollergirls.com |