Post by Crystal on Oct 11, 2007 4:14:22 GMT -5
Well they encourage your complete cooperation,
Send you roses when they think you need to smile.
Name: Fangs
Known As: Fang, Fangs, Daggers
Bred: Puff Adder
Specifics: Bitis arietans
Gender: Male
I can't control myself because I don't know how,
And they love me for it honestly, I'll be here for a while.
Hatched On: October 1th
Hatched At: 5 P.M.
Hatched In: A small abandoned hole
First Thoughts: What is this place.
First Slitherings: A few short minutes after birth
First Conversation: With his older brother
So give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff!
Give them all that they can drink and it will never be enough.
Length: 1 Meter
Weight: 6 Kilograms
Build: Stout, Bulky, Long
Colors: Dark Brown, Black, Dark Red
Markings on Face: Dark Brown stripes
Markings Upper Half of Body: Dark red blotches outlined in dark brown
Markings On Lower Half: Dark Red Lines outlined in Dark Brown
Markings on/near tail: Dark brown swirl going down to dark brown lines
Base Coat: Black
Eyes: Ruby Red
Around Eyes Markings: None
Tongue Coloration: Black, forked
So give them blood, blood, blood.
Grab a glass because there's going to be a flood!
Steriotype: Hmm...Goth I guess
Viewed As: Dark
Personality: Death. This holds a close meaning to him. To him, its anything and everything, and he enjoys the killings he does. He'll do it for fun, and leave the body for later. But, he's protective over his dead....he loves them! He loves every dead body he ever meets and hoards them in his tunneled home, unless he feasted upon them. He simply falls in love with them, and must have more. More dead bodies to add to the heap.
He hates the living, though. He has nothing to do with it. He won't even socialize with the living, even with his own kind! It's simply too dull to talk to them, the dead are more intriguing. The dead, in his head, speak as well. They talk to him. He loves everything about death, too. The blood, it usually tells him to spill more of it. Free it from its prisoned home, though he'll try with tossing a body around by his tail, or even maybe trying to spread it open, at least some, with his teeth [not meant for chewing or ripping]. Chunks of flesh...now if he catches you killing, then and only then will he want to pair up, at least for a bit until your blood 'calls' to him....
Father: He was a lazy ass. He would try to get others to bring him live rats that he could kill and eat. Why? Because he wasn't too lazy to kill them himself, or so he viewed it as. He did have a problem with loving to see the pain in others eyes, though. It thrilled him some, and he took especially to the mother of Fangs
Mother: She was complex. You never knew who would take over. Though as her 'normal' self, she always tried to visit with everyone she's ever met. She loved everyone, even her enemies. She was a sweet one, ad even tried to become a vegetarian. Though she had almost any characteristic under the sun, basically. There were 15 other sides to her. One loved to flirt. Another hated everything, and wanted everyone dead. Another loved life, and wanted to make the world a perfect place. Another was a neat freak, and had to have the den cleaned [even trying to sweep the dirt off the desert floor with the snake's tail XD]. And many others.
A celebrated man amongst the gurneys.
They can fix me proper with a bit of luck.
History: What's to tell? He hatched. Though after hatching, he spoke with one brother that had to inform him that he wasn't welcomed in the family. Ever since he's fled and never been to one family meeting. He took that seriously, though the brother was joking. Btu what really did it was when his mother snapped and 'tried to kill him'.
Most Memorable Person: His Mother. She was smiling sweetly, then snapped as he was leaving, flinging him off into the vast unknown.
Most Hated Person in his Past: His Older Brother
Most Loved Person of the Past: >> Riight.
The doctors and the nurses they adore me so,
But it's really quite alarming cause I'm such an awful f**k.
Mate: None
Crush: None
Bred With: None
Kids: none
I gave you blood, blood, gallons of the stuff,
I gave you all that you can drink and it has never been enough.
Friends: none
Enemies: None
Acquaintances: None
Family: A bunch
'Family': None
I gave you blood, blood, blood,
I'm the kind of human wreckage that you love!
Theme Song: Blood - MCR
Lyrics:
Well they encourage your complete cooperation,
Send you roses when they think you need to smile.
I can't control myself because I don't know how,
And they love me for it honestly, I'll be here for a while.
So give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff!
Give them all that they can drink and it will never be enough.
So give them blood, blood, blood.
Grab a glass because there's going to be a flood!
A celebrated man amongst the gurneys.
They can fix me proper with a bit of luck.
The doctors and the nurses they adore me so,
But it's really quite alarming cause I'm such an awful f**k. (Oh thank you!)
I gave you blood, blood, gallons of the stuff,
I gave you all that you can drink and it has never been enough.
I gave you blood, blood, blood,
I'm the kind of human wreckage that you love!
Pictures: -points to the above-
RPs In: None, as of yet.
Profile Outline: Made by me on the fly. Free to use for all.
Character: Mine. ^^
