Astrinal
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Lucifer the Site mom, soccer mom, and the chat cat
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Post by Astrinal on Jun 30, 2016 19:31:11 GMT
Participants: Astrinal | Vatimus Prime | Skyspray (Aquahaze) | Backbeat | Cataclysm D E A D B E F O R E D A Y L I G H T our really awesome planning thread
Okay so if you didn't get a message from me on Discord, then Im sorry TnT. I kinda threw down some message, and couldn't wait to post a thread for this ^~^. I have a habit of impatience. OKAY DOWN TO BUISNESS!!
~ who wants to be the Serial Killer? We can only have one, and he gets to be sorta-op with op weaknesses XD One of those has to be a flashlight, or light in general.
~ Everyone else gets to make a kid, or one of the poor teenagers who wants to run away and escape this meany Serial Killer! Our character have to know each other, this gives us a bit of plotting stuffs XD or just make Scrap up.
~ Im not going to be picky for character templates. Do whatever. Just have a tiny personality, and the basics.
OKAY, UM, YOU GUYS CAN POST NOW
NEW NOTE!! [6.30.16] ~ SOUNDS CLAIMED THE SK.
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Cataclysm
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Post by Cataclysm on Jul 1, 2016 20:58:41 GMT
His Name
The Maw
Gender : Male Age : Unknown
Height : 6' 5 Weight : 140lb
Eye Colour : White Hair Colour : Black
Stalking Ground : Northern Australia
His Body
The Maw is the terror of the Australian outback. A large, imposing man with equally long limbs and thick slabs of deformed muscle lining every inch of his body. Fingers are filed down to stumps, the flesh torn away to reveal sharpened bone and exposed tendons. His back is permanently bent, arched in a perfect 90 degrees with black hairs sticking out messily all over its surface; hard patches of dead, black skin dotted all over the body. The most notable feature of this creature is also the cause of it's name: his head. No human head resides here, instead, the mangled and twisted shape of a crocodile's considerable jaws resides here. Looking as though it was cut straight off a far bigger creature, the thing appears to be crudely bolted to the rest of the body; large, rusted metal bolts more commonly used for holding buildings together keeping the two halves of beast connected.
The eye sockets contain normal, reptilian eyes, though they do appear to be blind; the distinct foggyness visible all over the two optics. The teeth appear to have been filed to a knife's edge, nothing like normal croc teeth. They, of course, range in size from rather small pin-pricks to literal tusks, all sharp enough to carve into stale bread.
His Nature
Most would refer to The Maw as a creature of instinct: he doesn't plan or think his way through the hunt, instead he simply... Hunts. Weapons and tools are of no use to him; the idea of killing with anything else other than your bare hands disgusting. Nature is his home, and he will defend it against any daring to venture where they are not welcome. Fiercely territorial, The Maw doesn't simply allow intruders to be ran off: they are made examples.
His Hunting Ground
Swamp land; rich in lagoons and shallow water. Thin, tall trees dot the landscape, providing barriers when felled as so many are. The stumps they leave behind are not your typical, chain-sawed neatness. Instead, at the end of every fallen tree, is a spike. Standing a good 6ft tall and not so much as filed to a point as splintered into one, these things are the perfect spots for The Maw's many examples. At least one broken skull remains impaled on each spike; some even with towers of skulls of them. The ones at the top of the few totem poles still have shreds of flesh attached, a testament to the beast's monstrous efficient.
Wrecked boats are dotted around ( the trees strangely absent around them ) the wood saturated with water and rotted away to provide small shelters against the elements. Some contain within them still functioning engines, although most are missing a piece or two that another has. One boat, the newest addition, hasn't been broken down by nature yet; allowing it's pristine white hull to glow like a beacon of hope in this dark and wet place.
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