Post by UlrichAcheronNacht on Jan 30, 2012 23:58:32 GMT -5
Abel "The Smasher" Ritter.
Age: Twenty-nine.
Gender: Male.
Sex: Male.
Eye Color: Pale brown.
Hair Color: Graying blond.
Height: Six and a half feet.
Weight: Three hundred pounds.
Nationality: Full-blooded German.
Occupation: Slaughters animals at a slaughterhouse.
Languages spoken: English and German.
Inventory: Cleaver, a vial of PCP.
Strength: Is numbed to sights of gore and such, after seeing it so frequently. In fact, he's very skilled with chopping things apart, from his days working in his farm's slaughterhouse, not to mention the five days in the England slaughterhouse.
Weakness: Abel gets caught up in slaughtering things, probably from the lack of love he felt during his life.
Personality: Taught by his father that death was impossible to avoid at a young age, Abel's always been carefree about what he was going to do. He lived in the moment. Of course, that moment led to a PCP-induced hacking frenzy out of some video game. All-in-all, Abel can be easily described as: rude, ignorant, violent, careless, and immature.
Physique: Surprisingly enough, Abel is free of any form of deformation, scar, or burn. His teeth shine a pristine white, able to cast a reflection with enough light. His entire body is muscular - a shining testament to the physical exertion of his life. No matter how grim the situation, Abel’s smile never falters. His family’s crest, The Ritter Family Crest, is tattooed on his right breast.
Garments:
Upper Body: A bare chest, only covered by a sleeveless collared brown shirt, the buttons cut from the material. The collar is turned upwards, a tan patch on his left arm, by the sleeve’s end, a small motto is scrawled in black: “Every body is nothing more than a rental; Death always takes it back.”
Lower Body: Faded blue jeans, neither tight nor baggy continue Abel’s clothing style. A black leather belt holds his jeans firm to his hips, a small steel chain hanging from the belt’s right side, on the hip. Both feet wear the same black ‘Converse’ sneakers, which cover a fourth up his shin; along with a pair of white socks.
Accessories: An iron bead bracelet hangs around his wrist, a memento of his. Atop his head, a brown baseball cap, with a blank tan front, a pair of iron rectangles on the right side, near the lip, which has a quartet of studs on the right side’s center. Under the hat, a plain red bandana is tied around his head.
Biography: Quite simply, Abel was born the son of a farmer. His mother died in childbirth, and his father when the kid was sixteen. Beforehand, he did lots of wood-chopping and other physically-demanding tasks. He dabbled in drug use, though strayed away from narcotics. Eventually, he sold his farm, though at that point he was twenty-nine. He spent the money on traveling across the world. He started panhandling and lost his way from LSD-induced traveling. Unsure of where he was, he was aware that they spoke English. As a result, he was able to obtain a job at a slaughterhouse. After purchasing a pair of PCP vials, he ingested one before changing his clothing. It took effect rather fast and the man began hacking up his coworkers on his fifth day at the job. He tripped and fell during the mad rampage, in the process, he had slit his own jugular and twitched in a pool of his own blood until he drowned. His coworkers watched, and none of them had been killed. Though many of them were no longer able to use their limbs.
Note: For example, if Abel starts hacking aliens and gets a hard-on for it, he'll 'prolly go after the people around him, too.
Also: I feel like I have an affinity for the German farmer backstory. Gonna quit doing that, now.
Age: Twenty-nine.
Gender: Male.
Sex: Male.
Eye Color: Pale brown.
Hair Color: Graying blond.
Height: Six and a half feet.
Weight: Three hundred pounds.
Nationality: Full-blooded German.
Occupation: Slaughters animals at a slaughterhouse.
Languages spoken: English and German.
Inventory: Cleaver, a vial of PCP.
Strength: Is numbed to sights of gore and such, after seeing it so frequently. In fact, he's very skilled with chopping things apart, from his days working in his farm's slaughterhouse, not to mention the five days in the England slaughterhouse.
Weakness: Abel gets caught up in slaughtering things, probably from the lack of love he felt during his life.
Personality: Taught by his father that death was impossible to avoid at a young age, Abel's always been carefree about what he was going to do. He lived in the moment. Of course, that moment led to a PCP-induced hacking frenzy out of some video game. All-in-all, Abel can be easily described as: rude, ignorant, violent, careless, and immature.
Physique: Surprisingly enough, Abel is free of any form of deformation, scar, or burn. His teeth shine a pristine white, able to cast a reflection with enough light. His entire body is muscular - a shining testament to the physical exertion of his life. No matter how grim the situation, Abel’s smile never falters. His family’s crest, The Ritter Family Crest, is tattooed on his right breast.
Garments:
Upper Body: A bare chest, only covered by a sleeveless collared brown shirt, the buttons cut from the material. The collar is turned upwards, a tan patch on his left arm, by the sleeve’s end, a small motto is scrawled in black: “Every body is nothing more than a rental; Death always takes it back.”
Lower Body: Faded blue jeans, neither tight nor baggy continue Abel’s clothing style. A black leather belt holds his jeans firm to his hips, a small steel chain hanging from the belt’s right side, on the hip. Both feet wear the same black ‘Converse’ sneakers, which cover a fourth up his shin; along with a pair of white socks.
Accessories: An iron bead bracelet hangs around his wrist, a memento of his. Atop his head, a brown baseball cap, with a blank tan front, a pair of iron rectangles on the right side, near the lip, which has a quartet of studs on the right side’s center. Under the hat, a plain red bandana is tied around his head.
Biography: Quite simply, Abel was born the son of a farmer. His mother died in childbirth, and his father when the kid was sixteen. Beforehand, he did lots of wood-chopping and other physically-demanding tasks. He dabbled in drug use, though strayed away from narcotics. Eventually, he sold his farm, though at that point he was twenty-nine. He spent the money on traveling across the world. He started panhandling and lost his way from LSD-induced traveling. Unsure of where he was, he was aware that they spoke English. As a result, he was able to obtain a job at a slaughterhouse. After purchasing a pair of PCP vials, he ingested one before changing his clothing. It took effect rather fast and the man began hacking up his coworkers on his fifth day at the job. He tripped and fell during the mad rampage, in the process, he had slit his own jugular and twitched in a pool of his own blood until he drowned. His coworkers watched, and none of them had been killed. Though many of them were no longer able to use their limbs.
Note: For example, if Abel starts hacking aliens and gets a hard-on for it, he'll 'prolly go after the people around him, too.
Also: I feel like I have an affinity for the German farmer backstory. Gonna quit doing that, now.