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"It wasnt me, I wasnt there, you cant prove a thing."

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« Thread Started on Jul 26, 2008, 10:00pm »

Name: Chaos

Nickname: Chaos

Birthday: He isnt sure of the exact date as he has never really celebrated one.

Age: 25 years old

Gender: Male

Race: Wolf/dragon anthro cross.

Job: Slave -- while he does his best to do what he is told he is really good as a body guard, cook, or general maintenance. While he enjoys singing and dancing quite a bit he isnt really suited as an entertainment slave as he has no talent for either one.

Physical Description: For the most part he resembles an average timber wolf anthro. Dark grey fur covers most of his body while hs stomach, arms, and legs are a lighter grey. Around his chest area his fur has almost disappeared, given way to dark purple scales. Chaos has blue eyes that always have a hint of mischief to them and a mane of black hair with a grey stripe on both sides. Two smooth curved horns sit on the top of his head while a reptilian like tail that comes to a sharp arrowhead point is at the other end. Serpentine tongue can usually be seen when he gives one of his almost devilish grins. Also three piercings can be seen in his left ear and a skull and crossbones has been branded into his left arm. Finally he has one batlike wing and the stump of it's "mate".
(Pic that I drew and based this character of off...although there is a different design on his shoulder in the picture. http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y24/northernwolf/drawings/chillin.jpg

Quote: "I wasnt there, it wasnt me, ye cant prove a thing mate."

Alignment: Neutral with some what evil interests (what I mean by that is he enjoys having to fight and kill, the bloodier the better, even going so far as to lick the blood of his enemies from his paws. But when it comes to "political" matters he doesnt worry about such things as good and evil as he simply does what he is told)

Normal Clothes: Black pants that have been ripped and slightly tattered due to excessive use, tri-corne hat, loose fitting shirt, and no shoes.

Background: Chaos was born on a pirate ship, hatched from an egg that was part of a successful pillage. The captain of the ship took an immediate interest in the little furry freak and raised him as if he was his true father. Okay so he was a cruel father indeed as he literally beat his lessons into Chaos. While the captain trained him to be a true member of the crew and his abilities would have made him a valuable First Mate he wasnt treated any better than a cabin boy. Many times he got a good flogging for his sarcastic words or jokes that he played on the crew. Had he not been like a tornado set loose upon their enemies Chaos probably would have found himself drowned before he even reached puberty. His taste for battle knew no bounds so his little, quirks, were ignored enough to let him live.

It was in such a ruthless battle that he came to this world. A mighty storm had enveloped his ship as it attacked a navy vessel loaded down with the King's gold. Thunder boomed and faded away only to be replaced with the constant clanging of the swords and even louder booming of the cannons. Chaos was defending his Captain bravely when suddenly a flash like lightning erupted before his eyes. When he awoke he was in chains and ready to be sold to the highest bidder.

Series: Well technically it's nothing published as this is an original character of mine but it is from a story I have been writing.

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Descriptors(You may only have 3 to begin with)-
Sarcastic
Loyal
Slightly deranged

Quirks-
He has an excessive drinking problem.
While he may now be a slave he has an ego that tends to get in his way that he just cant get rid of.

Qualifications-
An excellent swordspup and general warrior.
He is an alright cook though at first glance his food might make you lose your appetite...just have to trust him and give it a try anyways.
Hard worker regardless of what the task is and a knowledgeable pirate...I mean sailor.

Special Powers:
Ability to breathe fire
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Weapon: A broadsword that he has nicknamed "the old mare".

Armor: (Leave this blank. You need to buy armor from a shop)
Head-
Armor-
Accessory-
Accessory-

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Level: 1 (Do not change)

Stats:
HP: 8
MP: 4
AT: 3
DEF: 10
MAG: 3
MAG DEF: 6
SPD: 6
EXP: 0
AP: 0

Gil: 0(Astroms currency. You start with 0)

Items:

Battle Meter(Do not change)
Won:0
Loss:0
Tied:0

« Last Edit: Jul 27, 2008, 12:37pm by Demon King »

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