Ouroboros
Orochi
Orochi Eight[M0n:50]
You may choose not to speak, but I wish to, so permit me to say what I will.
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Post by Ouroboros on Sept 16, 2010 15:30:26 GMT -5
General Information
Full name: --- Nickname: Ouroboros Age: --- Gender: Male Race: --- Faction: Orochi, one of the Orochi Eight Birthplace: --- Occupation: ---
Appearance
Image:
He is a man of an unusual build, unable to blend in with society as it is. He stands at easily around seven feet tall, but an unusually light weight of only a hundred and fifty six pounds. This is most notable in his torso, as all one can really see is rigid muscle structure. There’s no fat on him, causing his spine to stick out and his torso is reminiscent of a rib-cage somewhat. His arms are just as strange, as they look unnaturally elongated. This is actually true, as his arms reach down to his knees, which is not normal for someone of his height, or most people at all really. His legs also match his arms in basic look and structure, though they are not seen quite as often.
Aside from his height though, there are two traits that people notice most commonly when they see him; his skin color and his mask. His skin is actually pitch black in color, akin to coal, obviously being an unnatural color. There are no signs of a previous skin tone anywhere on him. He also wears a pure white mask, carved to be reminiscent of a skull with a line of teeth along the bottom of it. The eyes, though, are more like slits than the gaping holes a normal skull would have, hiding his eyes from typical view unless one were to look directly inside. If they did, they’d see bloodshot red eyes staring at them from inside of the mask. Although it is referred to as a mask, it is more likely to be known as his face, as it is actually attached to his head. It was attached using small, hooked metal rods that were pierced through his skull, and when they healed over they became rather difficult to remove. He can still breathe and speak from beneath the mask, but it hides what his true face is. One can note though that he has absolutely no hair anywhere on his body, including his head.
As far as clothing is concerned, aside from the mask covering his face, he mainly wears ragged black cloths covering his lower half, and rather effectively hiding his legs from view most of the time. He also has brown-stained bandages covering both of his forearms, a band of it around his upper left arm, and some on his feet as well if one gets a good look at them.
Powers
Type of Power: Spontaneous Regeneration Manifestation: Although its mechanics are unknown to him, he has the ability to regenerate his body to allow him to continue to survive. He does not know the extent to which it can heal him and how severe the injuries he can take are, but he has survived things ranging from bullets piercing his skull to being fully immersed in fire and being hit dead on by a vehicle going eighty miles an hour. However, his body is unable to return itself to its original state, and therefore his physical self is altered with each injury he recovers from. Despite some of these things being rather impossible to survive with, this ability adapts his body to be able to survive its current condition, thus allowing him to continue functioning as a human being no matter how deformed he becomes.
It contains a secondary function of creating the necessary nutrients and materials to survive using any excess energy he possesses, allowing him to survive in a multitude of situations and environments that normal human beings shouldn’t be able to survive in. However, as a side effect, this prevents him from using any other ability as he cannot spare any energy to trigger other effects. Source: He himself doesn’t know this.
Personal
Personality: Despite all of his circumstances, he is someone who maintains a strangely upbeat attitude. He doesn’t act like those who preach ‘joy to the world’ or any of that nonsense, but he never truly seems….down. Almost any time you’ll see him in a casual setting, he is actually quite the ham, and tends to overdo things simply for the sake of overdoing them. He tends to draw attention to himself when he doesn’t feel the need to worry about anything, and always speaks in a strong voice. On that note, given his appearance, one would expect a shriveled voice that tends to break a lot, but that’s not the case. His normal voice is actually quite strong, confident, and even described by some as suave. It really tends to throw people off when they first meet him.
Speaking of talking, pun intended, he has an unexpected tendency to do so for long periods of time. He especially tends to do so during a fight with someone, not really intending to distract them, but it usually has that effect. He just enjoys expressing his freedom to speak and has plenty to say to people when he actually sees them. It might have something to do with the fact that he doesn’t know how long he has to live, or perhaps simply its him trying to prove that he exists. Regardless of what it is, he enjoys talking.
Although he does take fighting seriously, he retains his enjoyment of talking and exercises it as much as he can. He also tends to still overdo things to an extent, although if he is trying to kill you it’ll be obvious. More often than not he goes into a fight intending to kill, as he’s aware it’s a kill-or-be-killed world, especially given his status. He goes about combat with an air of confidence though, because as far as the modern world is concerned he doesn’t truly exist. He has no identity, no record, so people can’t track him if he simply chose to disappear. He may not look like everybody else, but he is a man who can vanish if he truly wanted to.
History: Where he was born, who he truly is, what he was like….all these things didn’t exist for this man. His true birth was a mystery, but he likes to think of when he first awoke as his ‘birth’.
He was unsure of how he got there, but his eyes opened up to being buried beneath scorched wood and metal. He didn’t know what to do, so he moved everything off of him and found it was bright out. He held his hand up, and noticed his skin was black. Was that normal? He wasn’t sure. He heard noises, he wasn’t sure what they were. All he knew was that they were getting close, and he heard someone behind him calling. He looked and saw an average looking man gesturing for him to come. He didn’t know what else to do, so he followed the man.
That man told him that he no longer existed, that because of what took place in that building, he was no longer part of the world. He was confused. He was alive, right? So how did he not exist? The man told him he no longer had an identity, so the modern world didn’t think he existed. He felt his face, and sure enough, there was nothing there. Or at least, nothing that would identify who he was. The man continued to say that he should take advantage of this, start something new with himself, and become a person the people will remember. With that, the man pulled out a red top hat, put it on his head, and began walking off.
He never saw that man afterwards.
That took place a year and a half ago. He had nothing, as he could not remember who he was and he had nothing to his ‘name’ other than the black rags he wore. The man slowly grew in power, fighting to survive and earning the name ‘Ouroboros’ for himself. He was as infinite as the snake, constantly coming back regardless of how many times soldiers shot him, burned him, or blasted him. He became famous on the streets and people recognized him on sight. He began to have a following of people, those who believed that he could lead them against the Beowulves. He did not know who these people were, nor what they had against the ‘Beowulves’, whoever they were. But these people believed in him, the man without a face named Ouroboros. He decided that he would do his best to show these people what they desired, and thus became one of the Orochi Eight.
Other: He never goes out during the day, as he cannot blend in, so he only goes out into the city at night. He moves from building to building to hide in during the day, so that the Beowulves cannot pin down his hiding spot. He keeps a select few of his Sect with him at all times, being those he trusts the most, and it is rumored that his right-hand who acts as his eyes and ears in the day is a woman.
Face Claim:
[b]Fate/Zero[/b], Hassan-i-Sabbah
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Post by The Orochi on Sept 16, 2010 17:28:18 GMT -5
AN OROCHI.
HUZZAH 8U
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