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Individual
Character's full name: Looi Mercato
Alias/ Nickname/ Code name: Predator
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Birthday: December 12
Nationality/ Ethnicity: Chinese
Birthplace/ Home/ Place of origin: New York, New York.
Appearance
Hair colour and style: Black, back in the typical Chinese braid.
Eyes: Gold
Height: 6' 9"
Build: slim, but a little toned
Visible mutation: His eyes have three red dots in them, arranged in a triangular pattern. Also, he has small bronze claws instead of nails.
Scars/ Tattoos/ Piercings: He has a knife-stab scar in his left hip, as well as torture scars from the camps/a tattoo of a lung dragon on his lower back.
Other features: N/A
Everyday clothing style: The orange robe of a buddhist monk.
Uniform: N/A
Sleepwear: His robe.
Miscellaneous clothing: N/A
Character
Personality: Predator is a completely dedicated individual. When he picks a course, he sticks to it until it's finished. He is also very stubborn in his ideas, and when he's right, he's right, in his opinion. He hates all normal humans and feels that they should be hunted as the animals they are. He is more than a little insane in that regard, in that his logic is flawed, and uses his alter-ego of Predator to further his anti-human ends. He is extremely loyal to those he calls friends, and would do anything for them. He is nice to people he meets, as long as they're not human, and is generally very polite. He wears the buddhist robes out of contempt, and uses it to mock human attempts at peace with others. He is often mistaken as being a buddhist, though he is not, which amuses him slightly.
Hobbies/ Interests: Predator is very interested in the history of Africa, especially the slave trade.
Job or part time job and description: None, Predator survives through a trust fund.
Fears/ phobias/ concerns: Predator is afraid that something like the camps will happen again, and that Mutants will come to be exterminated. He has a deep-seated phobia of needles and fire, from the camps.
Special talents: N/A
Morality
Good/ bad/ neutral/ other: Bad, though he feels he is doing the world a favor by eliminating humans.
Mutations
Mutation description: Predator has the ability to turn into a gigantic Foo Dog, an ancient Chinese mythical lion. The Foo Dog, or Chinese Guardian Lion, has a mane that is often in elaborate decorative patterns, and has large claws and powerfull teeth. Also, the fur is strong and thick, and his tail resembles that of a lion. Predator, in his Foo Dog form, stands about 12' tall, and 18' long from muzzle to tail..... In human form, Predator is more agile and slightly stronger than the average human, as well as having small bronze claws instead of fingernails. These claws are sharp enough and strong enough to dig into concrete and catch minute nicks in steel, allowing Predator to scale buildings.
Strengths: Foo Dog form is immensly strong and fast, and has razor sharp claws and teeth, as well as thick fur. In human form, being stronger and faster than your prey is helpful, and the ability to gain the high ground can make the difference in battle.
Weaknesses: When Predator transforms to or from Foo Dog form, his clothes are shredded. Also, any wounds recieved transfer to the other form, and back again. He cannot talk in Foo form, and can only make lion sounds. It takes about thirty seconds or so to change forms, and during that time he is completely vulnerable to attacks. Also, he has no defense against any sort of gun or ranged attack. If Predator loses his grip on the wall, he can fall and injure himself rather badly. Also, he has to be careful not to tear his clothing while he is getting dressed. The fur offers no protection to any sort of attack except for token resistance, and actually makes fires harder to put out.
Secondary mutation description: N/A
Fighting Style
Explanation: Predator usually changes to Foo form and causes wonton mayhem and destruction, without regard to human life or property.
Pros for fighting style: Most of the time, the humans are too busy trying to run away to do much, and his claws and teeth can cause serious damage.
Cons for fighting style: If there is any sort of organized resistance to his attacks, Predator presents a big target..
Faction Allegiance
None (eventually going to Order)
History Of Your Character:
Predator's parents were a rich investor who had a talent for spotting the right investments and his maid. Predator's father's wife never knew about the affair, and the his mother only had time to raise him before and after work. During the times when she was working, Predator had to fend for himself in the large house that his father had. He learned at the age of ten how to turn into his Foo form, and experimented with the ability a little. He only saw his mother on the weekends and late at night, but he came to love her all the same. On his twelfth birthday, his mother died in a car accident, while riding home with the groceries. At that point, it was revealed to him in a letter that his father was the investor, and that a substantial hush hush trust fund had been set up for him, that would be released when he was eighteen. Predator never found out who the person who sent the letter was, but he never really tried. He used the steady trickle of money from his mother's life insurance to go through High School, and then to make it through his first year in college, working on a history major, for he wanted to be a teacher. However, at the end of his freshman year in college, the mutant registration act occurred. One of his friends was afraid of getting arrested for harboring a mutant, so he turned Predator in. Predator was taken to the camps, and kept there in a collar and wrist-band that shocked him whenever he used his mutation or left the camps. The first time he saw the camps, Predator tried to turn into his Foo form, and escape. The pain got to him, and he was forced to stop halfway through, though the band was still shocking him. The guards actually had to deactivate the band to allow him to transform back to human. After that point, Predator pretended that the guards didn't exist, going so far as to walk right over them in the courtyard.. One such guard, however, didn't take kindly to his actions. This guard put Predator in solitary confinement and tortured him daily. Finally, Predator broke. His spirit remained intact, but his mind stumbled through the broken logic to say that humans are just animals, and must be slaughtered as such. When the breakouts occured, and the registration act dissolved into nothing, he used the trust fund to set himself up in an apartment, and to buy privacy from his neighbors. Once a week, or so, he goes to a part of town chosen at random, turns to Foo form, and causes general mayhem and manic for about five minutes. By the time any police get there, he is back as a human and just running with the crowd. However, it is inevitable that one day he will be caught....
Roleplay
Where did you learn about this site?: Neimi, my sister.
Do you have any other existing characters, if so who: None
Sample RP:
Predator drew a few strange looks as he walked down the streets of New York in the orange robes of a buddhist, being used to them. This being the big apple, that was no surprise. Predator glared at everyone he saw, saving his especially viscous looks for those who met his eyes. He glanced up at the sky, and saw that it had turned completely dark. He smiled, and moved into the closest alley. Pulling his orange robes over his head and leaving them in a neatly folded pile under a dumpster, to be retrieved later, he began his transformation. Hands turned to paws, hair into a mane, teeth into bronze fangs, and throughout it all, his eyes remained unchanged.. When he lumbered out of the alley, it was not a tall asian who the people began running in fear of, but a twelve-foot tall celestial lion, and one that looked very angry indeed. Predator smiled, as much as his facial structure allowed, and smashed in the window of a nearby store with his paw. He bent down, and picked up a moped between his teeth, crunching it with a grating sound, then dropping it to the ground. His next target was a woman, fleeing from him. She went into his jaws also, but instead of being crushed, she was flung high into the air, to land in a crashing heap some twenty feet away.. Predator roared, a sound so loud it set off car alarms for the next three blocks, and continued on his merry way of destruction.
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