Post by heatblast996 on Nov 26, 2011 10:34:41 GMT -8
Name: Thrax
Age: 23
Movie/Show: Osmosis Jones
Picture:
Other: (has anything changed in their apperance since getting hit by the magic? example: wings, fangs) Nothing really, his eyes have just been turned all black.
Personality: Dark, twisted, but likes to have fun. He can kill you in a moment’s notice, but would rather find a diplomatic way out. He likes to party and fire.
History: As a germ, he went around from body to body, killing all who stood in the way of killing the body itself. He was unstoppable, until he got to the City of Frank. That was where he was finally stopped by Osmosis Jones, a two-bit white cell cop. He was pushed into a small vial of alcohol, which killed him. Then, a few years later, the meteor shower hit. The remains, still floating in that cleaning alcohol, was then put back together and grew to a larger Body. Thrax had become a new being, a demon.
Family: none
Class: (what are you since getting hit? Werewolf vampire?) Demon
Allies: N/a
Enemies: Everyone
Sample Post: Thrax opened his eyes. He was alive? He picked himself up off the dirt and dusted himself off. But, where was he? He looked around. It was a dark forest shrouded by the cover of night. He reached into his pocket, feeling the shades and his rope of “trophies” he always kept there. He looked down at his clothes, still the same. He raised an eyebrow. Something still felt off. He started walking, using his glowing dagger finger to light the way. He came across a small pond and looked in. Everything looked normal, except….. his eyes. He bent down and took a closer look. Pure black iris’. They were yellow before. He grinned and started chuckling. This was someplace new, but he would still do his natural job, killing. Watch out world, here comes Thrax, version 2.0.
Age: 23
Movie/Show: Osmosis Jones
Picture:
Other: (has anything changed in their apperance since getting hit by the magic? example: wings, fangs) Nothing really, his eyes have just been turned all black.
Personality: Dark, twisted, but likes to have fun. He can kill you in a moment’s notice, but would rather find a diplomatic way out. He likes to party and fire.
History: As a germ, he went around from body to body, killing all who stood in the way of killing the body itself. He was unstoppable, until he got to the City of Frank. That was where he was finally stopped by Osmosis Jones, a two-bit white cell cop. He was pushed into a small vial of alcohol, which killed him. Then, a few years later, the meteor shower hit. The remains, still floating in that cleaning alcohol, was then put back together and grew to a larger Body. Thrax had become a new being, a demon.
Family: none
Class: (what are you since getting hit? Werewolf vampire?) Demon
Allies: N/a
Enemies: Everyone
Sample Post: Thrax opened his eyes. He was alive? He picked himself up off the dirt and dusted himself off. But, where was he? He looked around. It was a dark forest shrouded by the cover of night. He reached into his pocket, feeling the shades and his rope of “trophies” he always kept there. He looked down at his clothes, still the same. He raised an eyebrow. Something still felt off. He started walking, using his glowing dagger finger to light the way. He came across a small pond and looked in. Everything looked normal, except….. his eyes. He bent down and took a closer look. Pure black iris’. They were yellow before. He grinned and started chuckling. This was someplace new, but he would still do his natural job, killing. Watch out world, here comes Thrax, version 2.0.
