Post by Cor Nigrum Ignis on Nov 17, 2013 19:35:55 GMT -5
Cor Nigrum Ignis
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Anarchy in the UK by Sex Pistols
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Cor is quite a brute standing taller than most others of his kind at 8' 1". His left eye is a bright amber color and seems to give off a glow of its own, while his right eye is much more milky due to an injury that left a giant scar down his face and through his eye. His fur is dark brown almost black.
He also has a bad case of split personality. One of his sides is somewhat sane but is a little crazy. He is quiet fun and usually the comic relief , the other is a psychopathic killer who also hates human's but will shed countless amounts of blood to feed his hatred.
He also has a bad case of split personality. One of his sides is somewhat sane but is a little crazy. He is quiet fun and usually the comic relief , the other is a psychopathic killer who also hates human's but will shed countless amounts of blood to feed his hatred.
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Jack of Blades
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sweet 57
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MALE
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born a Anubis
should we put bricks on your head?:;[/b][/color]
Cor Nigrum Ignis is 8' 1" tall
no place like home:;[/b][/color]
Unknown tome, Egypt
getting lucky with ~someone~:;[/b][/color]
Straight
babies coming?:;[/b][/color]
maybe, just maybe
abilities:;[/b][/color]
Meteoric Shower
Hasten
Acidic Blast
Everlasting Night
Hasten
Acidic Blast
Everlasting Night
weapon(s):;[/b][/color]
One reinforced farming scythe, and 1/4 lsb C4 with detonation cord
whatcha~wearin?:;[/b][/color]
On his torso he wears what looks like it would belong to a red hooded robe but in actuality is a shirt type cloth that fits into his armored legs. The armor is simple steel, but is finished to look darker than normal. On his hands he wears a pair of claw style gauntlets. His face is covered by a mask he never takes off. all of this clothing leaves no fur to be seen.
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He will always walk places, or jump. what ever is needed
anything.else.you'd.like.to.share?:;[/b][/color]
A bunch of contraband fireworks and a lighter to use them
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CHAOTIC
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Both NEUTRAL and EVIL depending on personality present
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Fireworks,
old tombs ,
Psycho side: Spilling human blood,
Sane side: isolation from humans,
Thin mints
old tombs ,
Psycho side: Spilling human blood,
Sane side: isolation from humans,
Thin mints
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Humans,
Loud noises caused by biological creature,
Hot days,
Loud noises caused by biological creature,
Hot days,
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Sane side: that his psycho side might one day take full control
Psycho side: That on day someone will put a stop to him
Psycho side: That on day someone will put a stop to him
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Sane side: wandering to find a place that he can call his perfect home.
Psycho side: To spill blood.
Psycho side: To spill blood.
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Cor had once lived in a old tomb of some forgotten king with his family and tribe. They lived a happy and prosperous life beneath the sands of Egypt. His father taught him how to hunt and kill, and his mother taught him to clean and worship. One might say it was the truly perfect life for an Cynocephal. That changed the day the paleontologists came and discovered the tomb.
At first Cor's father and the other males drove them away. They spoke of a curse and many workers would not dig. Then they brought in men with guns. They began to kill off the tribe. Soon the only Cynocephal left alive were him and his parents. They retreated to the deepest part of the tomb hopping the soldiers would not come down that far. Unfortunately they did.
Cor's father turned to him and told him that it would all be ok if they stuck together. It was at that moment a bullet pierced the father's chest. Cor did not look, but he could hear. Hear the fighting, the gunshots, the death cry of his mother, and finally after more fighting, the death cry of his dad. Only then did he look at the scene.
He saw his father lying on top of the dead mother, both of them contorted like plaything thrown aside because it did not entertain. One of the soldiers looked at the much smaller Cor (about three feet at this point) and spoke in a tongue he did not understand, then the man smiled. Cor knew this was the end, he fell on his hindquarters just staring in horror as the man withdrew a knife from its sheath and pointed at him. The knife flew fast as the man swung downward but training sessions with father made Cor father had made him almost faster. The knife caught him in the face leaving a large cut from his forehead, through his eye, all the way to his chin.
They shock of all these events made him faint, as the blood gushed from the wound. It was in this unconsciousness that the voice spoke to him for the first time " Why hello boy, I couldn't help but see what had happened here. Its a shame what happened to your parents, but if you let me , I can save you. It is what's best for everyone that i do. Let me take care of them. Let me KILL them. LET ME SPILL THEIR BLOOD AS THEY HAVE SPILLED YOUR PARENT'S"
.At first Cor's father and the other males drove them away. They spoke of a curse and many workers would not dig. Then they brought in men with guns. They began to kill off the tribe. Soon the only Cynocephal left alive were him and his parents. They retreated to the deepest part of the tomb hopping the soldiers would not come down that far. Unfortunately they did.
Cor's father turned to him and told him that it would all be ok if they stuck together. It was at that moment a bullet pierced the father's chest. Cor did not look, but he could hear. Hear the fighting, the gunshots, the death cry of his mother, and finally after more fighting, the death cry of his dad. Only then did he look at the scene.
He saw his father lying on top of the dead mother, both of them contorted like plaything thrown aside because it did not entertain. One of the soldiers looked at the much smaller Cor (about three feet at this point) and spoke in a tongue he did not understand, then the man smiled. Cor knew this was the end, he fell on his hindquarters just staring in horror as the man withdrew a knife from its sheath and pointed at him. The knife flew fast as the man swung downward but training sessions with father made Cor father had made him almost faster. The knife caught him in the face leaving a large cut from his forehead, through his eye, all the way to his chin.
They shock of all these events made him faint, as the blood gushed from the wound. It was in this unconsciousness that the voice spoke to him for the first time " Why hello boy, I couldn't help but see what had happened here. Its a shame what happened to your parents, but if you let me , I can save you. It is what's best for everyone that i do. Let me take care of them. Let me KILL them. LET ME SPILL THEIR BLOOD AS THEY HAVE SPILLED YOUR PARENT'S"
The voice spoke, and Cor consented. When he woke up next he was covered in blood, Human blood. This brought some peace to the hatred in his mind, but he knew that he would never forget what happened, he could never forgive. Then the voice spoke again "I am here boy. I am now a part of you. There is nothing you can do to stop it." Laughter filled his head, it was all he could do to block it out. when he finally had it somewhat under control Cor stood and walked out of the tomb, never looking back.
Cor worships Anpu simply because he was raised to and that he is also Cynocephal. Cor's Psycho side prays to him for a good harvest of souls.
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