Individual Character's full name:Avello Syn
Alias/ Nickname/ Code name: These days, you can call me Red.
Gender: M
Age:30
Date of Birth: 01/01/1985
Birthplace/ Home/ Place of origin:NYC,NY
Ethnicity/ Cultural Heritage:I don’t care to associate with those I evolved from.
Appearance Hair color and style: Black and Spiky kept anywhere from four to six inches long.
Skin Tone: Bright red
Eye Color: Crimson Red
Height: 6’9
Build: Body builder x5
Visible mutation: 7’0 long monkey tail bright red
fur, extremely muscular, pointed ears, carnivorous teeth.
Scars/ Tattoos/ Piercings: Several ear piercings, a single Tattoo over
the heart over a runic symbol.
Other features:N/A
Everyday clothing style: Thug chic, From Mobster to Baggy Jeans and a
tank top, Red is always dressed stylishly in a way that
says. “I just might hurt you.”
Uniform: N/A
Sleepwear: Baggy pants to nude.
Miscellaneous clothing: whatever accessories he can find in his size.
Character Personality: Towards mutants that are not currently opposing him, He can be
downright amiable, but to those who are in his way or happen to be
lowly human scum, get ready for the cold shoulder. There are
exceptions both ways, there are some humans that are acceptable, even
likeable (after all if a human is trained right it can make a good
pet.)
Red has taken on a more balanced personality since the reconciliation of his clones. He is whole and and adapts to the situation as needed. when in a particular situation its not hard for him to remember or reproduce, how Jupiter would have approached a battle, how Mars would have approached a puzzle, how Pluto would have approached a prank, How Mercury would have approached loyalty, how Saturn would have approached the blues, how Venus would have approached a fine looking specimen or how Abyss would have approached leadership.
He iss a culmination of all of them.
Hobbies/ Interests: Destruction, Chaos, the end of humans silly superiority complex.
Job or part time job and description: A god among insects, thats a job title right?
Fears/ phobias/ concerns: Death: Abyss fears death for those he loves.
He and the clones have abandonment issues.
Special talents: A man without a talent is one who has only tried something once.
MoralityMorality isn’t some long standing and solid thing, its fluid, like life, always in motion, only the moment can decide.only history will tell.
Good/ bad/ neutral/ other: It really depends on your view point. A cow
would, if it had any sense, view a burger chain as evil. This is
how humans might view Red. Some mutants would view him as
part of the problem, some would view him as the inevitable solution. I
would say his morality is best described as chaotic. He is
unpredictable and you never know what or who is going to capture
his eye.
MutationsSuper strength.
Red skin,Seven foot, prehensile, bright red, monkey like tail, Sharp teeth, pointed ears, crimson eyes,massive muscle and stature.
Mutation description:Super strength, Red has the
ability to move mountains, crush cars like cans, leap buildings and take large amounts of physical damage.
Leaping is limited to a hundred yards in distance and 6 stories in height at his peak.
Strengths:well…strength is his strength. He is capable of devastating attacks, lifting just about anything in his way, with ease.
Weaknesses and Limitations: Have you ever tried to blow a bubble, and then keep it from popping, a lot of the world isn’t made to be durable in comparison with his strength, a lot of the world is delicate like that bubble.
Physical Abilities Massive feats of strength, leaping to great heights. toughness due to muscle mass.
General Physical Capabilities: Strength/off the charts. Speed/average to lumbering. Reflexes/faster than you might expect for one of his girth, still he is no lightning bolt. Stamina/He burns slow and steady, in it for the long haul. Flexibility/eh…luckily for him he has a very nimble tail.
Fighting Style: catch and crush or a classic game of everything is a projectile.
Fighting Style Pros/Cons: it’s a two step process, first you have to catch your foe, if you want to crush them.
History Of Your CharacterA tragic child hood. Check.
A mutation upon puberty that got me sent to a laboratory to be tested on.Check
A split personality disorder case for the ages. Check
A disregard for authority. Check
Bad friends and better enemies. Check and check.
An excessive life of crime worthy of Tarintino flicks. Check
If you are too busy looking back or looking forward you miss the here, you miss the now.
Old profileRoleplayWhere did you learn about this site?: Google search, once upon a time.
Do you have any other characters on MRO, if so who: not yet. Formerly: Koga,Aedus,Tyranny,Shrapnel and Zelek.
Sample RP:Red’s body was too dense to float, He had layers of muscle that science hadn’t had a chance to name. The red mass lay there his weight settling into the soft ooze that passed for ground at the edge of some unknown body of water. His eyes flickered open and he tried to understand. Its an odd thing to get knocked out cold as seven different people and to wake up as one. He couldn’t quite remember being whole.
They had been chasing Pluto his hero-ing had long gotten out of hand, and while tolerable when against the human gangs in New York and other such scum of the world, But when he finally set himself against his brethren, he had gone too far, or maybe not far enough. The result was a high speed chase ending somewhere in upstate New York.
The once sprawling forest where they had first collided, spoke of a ravaging battle amongst titans. Trees and boulders were cast about with little to no effort, the nature in the surrounding area told the tale.
He sat up sore and confused, surveying the devastation. He had all seven of their memories, all seven of their minds blended into one. There were no arguing voices, just the peace of a singular mind. It was quiet, lonely, peaceful…Bliss.
Red stood to his feet, mud and grime slide down his back. He dove into the dark placid water of the lake he found himself on the edge of, He shot to the bottom of the body of water and once his feet found purchase on the lake’s bottom he launched him self out of the pool and into the air, landing with a thud.
It was going to be long, contemplative run home.
