Post by Marina on Jul 10, 2012 22:35:19 GMT -5
MARINA
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Class: Hybrid, Pit-Fighter
Species: African Lion
Name: Marina
Nickname(s): Mary. In the pit fights he is announced as: “The Pit Demon, the bloodthirsty Marina!”
Birthday: 23 November 3003
Owner: The Pit Rings
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Eye Color: Golden eyes. They see right through a person and well a lot of people are uneasy once his gaze fixes upon them, he is a predator after all.
Hair Color: Like most lions in the wild his hair is mostly a dark brown with hints of blond throughout his mane of a hair.
Height: 6’9”
Weight: 283 lbs…and all of that is muscle, pure muscle.
Build: A beast of a man. Let’s just say if he was up against about 20 or so men and he had no weapons well my money would be on him.
Distinguishing Features: Most distinguishing feature would be the scar across his face. The rest of his body is littered with scars from various fights and occasional “accidents”. He also has a chunk of his ear missing thanks to his not paying attention during a fight not to worry though the opponent lost their head. His claws are like razors. He has lion-like ears and a tail with a leather case over the end covered in spikes
Typical Dress: The only clothing he wears is pants the color of navy blue, if one can still see the color from the blood stains. He is always barefoot and shirtless. He likes to show off his chest which has a happy trail leading to what he tells the ladies lies a magical treasure.
Orientation: Straight that’s for definite. He would be most happy if he was the last man on earth and he needed to repopulate the species. He would be a womanizer if some of his cheap pick up lines ever worked for example, “Hey baby I’m like milk…I do the body good”
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PERSONALITY
Age: 39
Likes:
~Women-He hopes to one day have a harem. He probably has a few kids that he doesn’t know about scattered here or there.
~The glory of the fight. He is vain and he likes to hear the crowds cheering him on.
~Bloodthirsty, he is a lion after all. He can’t help the feeling he gets if he takes a bite of an opponent and the taste of their blood lingers giving him a hunger he cannot abate.
~Creating chaos because he frankly cannot tolerate being idle or bored. He gets restless and therefore has to stir up some kind of trouble
Dislikes:
~The weak. They can’t even give him a proper fight and he is always left feeling unsatisfied.
~Seriousness. He is a jokester and if you can’t take a joke well he will tell you to get that stick up out of your ass.
~Laurence. That mother fucker is going to die and he will be only too happy to send him to the burning gates of hell.
~Order. He can’t stand for anything to be in its proper location at the proper time. He sees something in perfect order like a bookshelf in alphabetical order he will take the time to misplace all of the books.
Aspirations
~He wants to be free from his bloodthirsty tendencies because even though he relishes in it he can’t stand to see the monster he is labeled.
~Freedom. Yes he likes the fighting and the glory but he wants the one thing he has never known and that would be free and use his brutish strength for a better cause than to fill up someone’s empty pockets.
~Have the world thriving in chaos! He wants to revert back to the days where there were different clans and they fought for survival. No luxuries, just the man and wilderness around him.
Fears
~Death. He’s got a lot of life left to live and well he would like to thrive and conquer.
~Finding out that he’s got bastard children running around and that well there’s more than he can count on his hands and toes.
~He becomes all lion and can’t find any humanity left within him.
Strengths:
~He has experience and strength from the pit fights.
~His devil may care attitude helps pick up the women where the cheesy pick up lines fail.
~Has no sense of right or wrong
Weaknesses
~No sense of right or wrong
~Bloodthirsty rages, tire him out tremendously afterwards
~Restless. And when he becomes restless he tends to do irrational things.
Habits:
~When frustrated or deep in thought, which is very rare, he tends to pace back and forth. It seems as if the adrenaline running through his body makes him on edge and ready to pounce.
~Because of his collar he is allowed to roam around the pits and they have a bar area where he usually ends up sloshed and passed out for the night.
~He growls, a lot.
Overall Personality: Crude. He swears worse than a sailor. He has no barrier on what to say and what not to say. If he thinks it he speaks it. Very brutish man and does not take kindly to the word no. He likes the ladies and he falls in love with a different one every week. He’s very hot-headed and is a thrill seeker. The arena has wrought more damages from him than any other pit fighter. He has no sense of right or wrong. Every now and then he goes through a bloodthirsty rage and even if the fight wasn’t to death ,the opponent never is recognizable after he is through with them.
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HISTORICAL FACTS
Birthplace: Out Skirts
Parents: Doesn't know. They're probably dead.
Siblings: None that he's aware of.
Education: None what so ever all he ever learned was to survive and to stay at the top of the food chain.
History:
At the age of 7 he was brought to the pits and thrown into a fight, where all the odds were against him. He was against a man that was part rhino and he had lost all facets of his humanity. Marina was terrified and could barely understand what was going around him. He still doesn’t know how he survived that one. What he tells everyone was that his inner lion took hold and he disappeared and when he reawakened he was covered in blood and the crowd was cheering. He will never forget the sight of the rhino man. Guts were spread all throughout the pit and his whole body was covered in blood. From then on he’s gone into what he calls a rage when he’s not entirely sure of the outcome of the fight and come back covered in the opponent’s blood. He lost his virginity at the age of 12 when a future rival seduced him so the next time they would fight he would not kill her and she would have the upper hand, but little did she know that once you were in the pit he threw aside all feeling and she became another that did not make it out alive.
GOSSIP
Known Facts:
~He does have bastard children, though he himself doesnt't know that.
~He will make an opponent laugh and then kill him in the next instant.
Rumors:
~Marina has been working with the rebellion.
~He actually owns the pits and has Laurence listening to whatever he says.
~He once killed a woman from all of the lovemaking he gave her.
Secrets:
~He actually has his collar tweaked to where he can leave the pits and he moves about the central sector.
~He is secretly meeting up with the rebellion and is frenemies with Lionel, the leader of the rebellion (permission given from Cerasri).
THE PERSON BEHIND THE SCENES
(tell us a bit about yourself)Roleplayer: Lamberdini
Years Role-Playing: A couple of years.
Contact: PM, thought it might take me a while to get back to you.
Other Characters: Braid.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
“Ha!” grinned the bloodthirsty lion.
His hands were covered in blood and there was some seeping from a cut to his side. This other fighter, part hyena, was giving him a run for his money. It had been awhile since an opponent had made him work a little for the victory.
He grimaced this was not going to end very well for the hyena maybe that was why the hyena was fighting so desperately. Pulling himself to his full height of six feet nine inches he loomed over the man, “I’m sorry for what is to come to you,” he whispered before he fell to his bloodthirsty tendencies.
His golden cat eyes glowered and for a moment the hyena saw a glimpse of red before he let out a howl of despair. His windpipe was now being crushed by that massive hand and the claws were digging into his throat. The hyena’s eyes began to bulge out and then in one swift moment Marina had ripped the hyena’s throat open, leaving it to gush blood like a geyser all over Marina.
Throwing his head back Marina let out a ferocious roar of victory and then began to lick the blood off of his razor-sharp claws. He gave one glance back over at the hyena’s corpse and then began to walk towards the exit of the arena and away from the cheers of the ever bloodthirsty crowd.