Post by Rocket! on Jul 25, 2010 11:29:06 GMT -5
A Long and Tedious Journey Awaits
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Username: rocket
Is This Character Canon?: Yuppers!Link to Audition Thread: Present!
Your Destiny is to Venture Upon It
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Name: The Beast
Race: Uh… beast?
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Homeworld: Beast’s Castle
Your Decisions Will Decide the Outcome of the Universe
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Appearance: A haggedly, shaggy brown fur overtakes most of the whole of this seven-foot-tall behemoth, a great mane spread across the powerful neck leading to the horrifying, horned, heavy eyebrowed, toothy muzzle that was the face. Monstrous, powerfully large paws and claws adorn titanic forearms. Bestial hind legs with unimaginably powerful brute force behind them lay beneath the remains of fine blue pants, torn by time, duress, and for the sake of the solitary tail. And yet, behind this unnatural appearance, something oddly… human is behind the fine blue eyes.
Personality:•General Persona: Gruff, impatient, brutal even, and extremely willing to speak his mind, the Beast’s outwardly actions are extremely volatile.
•Inner Thought Process: Depression. A horrible, inevitable fate lingers in the Beast’s future, with no saving grace in sight, and the Beast’s actions and dwindling mind suffer for it. His mind grows irrational in this languid depression.
•Fears: The loss of his rose. That he may never love, and be loved in return. And the inevitable result from either, if not both, fears realized.
•Pleasures: Not very much has a pleasing spin to the Beast, who spends his days in a mood. He finds respite in caring for the rose, however.
•Quirks: His mood swings have been likened that of a teenage girl’s.But With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility
Character Class: Fighter, 1st Tier
Stats:
•Strength: 28
•Cunning: 1
•Agility: 1
Abilities: [ Insert the Link to your Abilities post here. It should be posted under this topic-starting post. Skill Rank Abilities need to have an (S) by them.]
Weapons:
Primary Weapon Name: Bestial Prowess
Primary Weapon Type: Unarmed
Primary Weapon Description: A massive beast with truly inhuman limbs and personage, the Beast's whole body can be a weapon in and of itself. Arms as large and strong as pillars make more both the need to attack as a weapon and defend as a shield, thus throwing the whole of his body into an attack. This allows the Beast to be seen in truly devastating new light.
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But Your History Decides Your Version of "Responsibility"
[/b][/size][/center][/u]History: Many years ago, Prince Adam was a royally spoiled brat. Most of the royal court simply shrugged it off, until the death of his father. Though not yet of ruling age, the young man became head of the castle. It was then he began to assert his harsh ways on the people.
He wasn’t a tyrant. It’s very hard to be a tyrant.
He was simply a very vain man, assured of his place in the world and of his place in the future.
It would be his self centered nature that would be his downfall, however.
One foul and stormy evening, an old hag of a woman appeared, begging shelter from the cold and wet, offering a single rose in return.
Admittedly, the rose was a very nice sight.
The beggar woman wasn’t.
Under this logic, the prince turned her away, fully intent on allowing the hag to weather the sullen downpour.
This didn’t end well.
In the end, the old woman was in all reality a beautiful enchantress.
And, thoroughly scorned, she cursed the entire castle and its occupants to a fate few would wish upon any with an impossible path of resolution.
It would be a long time before the prince, as this… beast… regained enough composure to work towards the enchantress’s terms. Terms that, by any standard, were beyond any thought of reasonable.
True love. To be loved, and loved in return.
To this day, years after the ordeal, the Beast mourns in his dark and foreboding castle.
He waits for the inevitable, inhuman fate destiny has cast before him.
And he hopes in vain for a way to reclaim a life now lost.
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