Crowley Furtim
Character
Name: Unknown.
Nickname: 'Bloodbath'
Faction: None.
Species: Cyborg(which the surgery went VERY wrong)
Rank: Rottin' Rocker/Mentally insane.
Age: 39.
Sex: Male.
Height: 5'11.
Weight: 189 lbs.
Eyes: Black.
Hair: Long blonde hair.
Skin: Severely scarred.
Force sensitive: Negative.
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Strengths and weaknesses:
+Long sight. Due to the cybernetic telescopic replacement of his eyes, he has extended vision.
+Entertaining. Despite his raspy voice, he is still extremely entertaining and can keep guests listening.
-Scars. His severe scarring is what drove him insane.
-Not a fighter. Man, we're just here to listen to some music!
-Ass. He is constantly pissing off bands and managers while judging their music, mostly while playing the exact same song on the radio.
Appearance: A rotting creature which is slightly tall. His long brown hair falls from his head and he wears a blue sleeveless Jean Jacket with several pins pinned to it, all which are music related. His jaw holds rotting teeth and his eyes are colored completely black due to the cybernetic upgrades. He wears fingerless black gloves and black boots and would be quite terrifying to average citizens.
Biography: 'Bloodbath' was born to a very poor family. 'Bloodbath's' birth name was Karl M. Rorror. Caring little for his family, nor his personal safety, 'Bloodbath' was often caught jogging over to the local merchant's place on pickpocketing. After a few months of pickpocketing, stealing, finding credits on the streets, he headed over to the merchant. Rather than helping out his family with his new credits, he purchased a small device that played music. He headed home to his parent's filthy and most likely about to collapse, basement. He threw himself on the couch and that is where his passion for music began. When he was not in school, he was listening to music. His parents rarely even noticed and mostly continued to worsen their own habit, alcohol. When 'Bloodbath' reached the age of sixteen, he packed up his stuff and left his parents. However, on the way over to one of his old friend's house, a speeder crashed into Karl. The pain feeling similar to his spine shattering, 'Bloodbath' collapsed to the floor unconscious due to the impact itself. Once he awoke, he was laying on his back on a steel table, a sharp pain in his side. He looked down, only to discover something truly horrifying. His right hand was complete Durasteel...all cybernetic. His skin was nearly gone, only revealing rotting flesh. He screamed in horror and fear before franticly scanning the room, only seeing a man who appeared to be a doctor(due to his uniform) standing beside him. "W-w-what...I-I-s-" Yet, Karl was cut off. "A police officer found you in the road and pulled you out and took you here. The only possible way to ensure your survival was to do a complete cybernetic surgery...I apologize", The doctor replied grimly. 'Bloodbath' took the incident kind of well, other than the screaming, barking, and shrills, all full of fear. Eventually, he was permitted to leave. Unable to find any available job, he found himself changing...his mental state was...changing. He begun laughing uncontrollably and no one would hire a zombie-like cyborg. So, deciding to pursue his own passion, he opened a radio station. He rented out a small one-story building and blacked out all the ten windows. Using all of his available credits, he purchased some decent quality equipment and set them up in a small, box-like room. He set up the microphone, audio equipment, cords, and whatever else he needed and purchased the proper permits. A week later, he opened up Underworld Radio and begun playing classic rock and classic metal.
Nickname: 'Bloodbath'
Faction: None.
Species: Cyborg(which the surgery went VERY wrong)
Rank: Rottin' Rocker/Mentally insane.
Age: 39.
Sex: Male.
Height: 5'11.
Weight: 189 lbs.
Eyes: Black.
Hair: Long blonde hair.
Skin: Severely scarred.
Force sensitive: Negative.
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Strengths and weaknesses:
+Long sight. Due to the cybernetic telescopic replacement of his eyes, he has extended vision.
+Entertaining. Despite his raspy voice, he is still extremely entertaining and can keep guests listening.
-Scars. His severe scarring is what drove him insane.
-Not a fighter. Man, we're just here to listen to some music!
-Ass. He is constantly pissing off bands and managers while judging their music, mostly while playing the exact same song on the radio.
Appearance: A rotting creature which is slightly tall. His long brown hair falls from his head and he wears a blue sleeveless Jean Jacket with several pins pinned to it, all which are music related. His jaw holds rotting teeth and his eyes are colored completely black due to the cybernetic upgrades. He wears fingerless black gloves and black boots and would be quite terrifying to average citizens.
Biography: 'Bloodbath' was born to a very poor family. 'Bloodbath's' birth name was Karl M. Rorror. Caring little for his family, nor his personal safety, 'Bloodbath' was often caught jogging over to the local merchant's place on pickpocketing. After a few months of pickpocketing, stealing, finding credits on the streets, he headed over to the merchant. Rather than helping out his family with his new credits, he purchased a small device that played music. He headed home to his parent's filthy and most likely about to collapse, basement. He threw himself on the couch and that is where his passion for music began. When he was not in school, he was listening to music. His parents rarely even noticed and mostly continued to worsen their own habit, alcohol. When 'Bloodbath' reached the age of sixteen, he packed up his stuff and left his parents. However, on the way over to one of his old friend's house, a speeder crashed into Karl. The pain feeling similar to his spine shattering, 'Bloodbath' collapsed to the floor unconscious due to the impact itself. Once he awoke, he was laying on his back on a steel table, a sharp pain in his side. He looked down, only to discover something truly horrifying. His right hand was complete Durasteel...all cybernetic. His skin was nearly gone, only revealing rotting flesh. He screamed in horror and fear before franticly scanning the room, only seeing a man who appeared to be a doctor(due to his uniform) standing beside him. "W-w-what...I-I-s-" Yet, Karl was cut off. "A police officer found you in the road and pulled you out and took you here. The only possible way to ensure your survival was to do a complete cybernetic surgery...I apologize", The doctor replied grimly. 'Bloodbath' took the incident kind of well, other than the screaming, barking, and shrills, all full of fear. Eventually, he was permitted to leave. Unable to find any available job, he found himself changing...his mental state was...changing. He begun laughing uncontrollably and no one would hire a zombie-like cyborg. So, deciding to pursue his own passion, he opened a radio station. He rented out a small one-story building and blacked out all the ten windows. Using all of his available credits, he purchased some decent quality equipment and set them up in a small, box-like room. He set up the microphone, audio equipment, cords, and whatever else he needed and purchased the proper permits. A week later, he opened up Underworld Radio and begun playing classic rock and classic metal.
