Post by Corrode on Feb 5, 2011 0:15:41 GMT -6
Corrosive
Name- Corrosive
Age- 3 years
Gender- Male
Breed- Timber/Gray wolf
Status- Loner, escaped from labs
Appearance-
Height: 40 inches
Weight: 190 pounds
Build: Brawny
Scars: Slash starting at top of right ear going down until it goes vertically down the right eye, splitting the ear in half in the process.
Eye Color:Left;; Crimson
Right;;Silver
Ear Shape: Erect triangle
Muzzle Type: Long
Facial Markings: None
Base Coat Color: Jet black
Secondary Coat Color:
Coat Pattern: Solid
Coat Length: Medium
Coat Consistency: Coarse
Tail Shape: Curved
Paw Pad Color:Front Left;; Dark grey
Front Right;; Dark grey
Back Left;; Dark grey
Back Right;; Dark grey
Disabilities: N/A
Strength: Massive size and brute strength
Weakness: Massive size, inability to slip in small spaces
Personality-
One Paragraph Overview:[/size](Nuu don't eat me! It's more than a paragraph, but I couldn't help it Dx)
Austere - The fiend is quite a solemn one, demanding respect, and a smile rarely on his muzzle and laughs hardly ever able to escape his chest. When he does smile, it’s a demented, wicked thing that stretches back the skin of his face, twisting up until it can grow no larger. Laughs and chuckles also often come out corrupted, only created when something pleasing happens, such as the torture of another or their expression when they find out that pain has near no effect on the barbarian.
Robotic – Body operates as though powered by machinery, emotion seldom shown on the creature’s facade. Some emotion isn’t even known to him, such as love, care, sadness, or hurt. Motion isn’t often deterred by geographic features, muscles ordered to continue no matter how exhausting the work of traveling across a certain place may be.
Apathetic – As said before, emotion is a foreign thing to the being, therefor creating a habit to not care for others’ health, feelings and such. His heart does nothing but what it is supposed to, and is black as coal, cold as ice.
Conniving – You can be assured, the first thing the brute thinks when he sees you is, Hmm, how can I use you? His mind is constantly scheming and calculating, thoughts such as, If I jump at a 45 degree angle, it will land me here, often running through his head. There is a 99% chance that what words are slipping between his fangs are lies, as he feels that exposing himself too much is dangerous. Sometimes if feeling like it, he will even go as far as to make up a fake history or name.
Sharp – In mind, instincts, and senses the animal is quick. He usually makes sure to have his head clear, and senses alert, even when thought to be alone. You never know when someone is watching… A response to someone is well thought out and given soon, though words are always picked through twice, yours and his.
Masochistic – Oh, why do so many think it such a disgusting act? The silver male couldn’t for the life of him see why no one would like the tingle of being pricked with a thorn or the warm feeling of being bitten. In battle, he often shivers when a blow has been landed on him, a grin spreading across his face. Sure, it seems creepy, but it’s unlikely that he’d care what is thought of him.
Likes:
- Blood
- Pain
- Fighting
- Obedient creatures
- Torturing small animals xD
Dislikes:
- Dogs
- Small animals
- Humans
- Pups
- Disobedient creatures
Fears:
- Going to the labs
- His family
Hates:
- Dogs
- Humans
Life Goals:
- To command an army of his own
- To witness the death of his family
Reacts Positively To: Obedient creatures and pain
Reacts Negatively To: Beings of an over-confident and cocky nature