Orkamaat
Of all the gods only death does not desire gifts.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RxabLA7UQ9k
~How can you look at the galaxy and not feel insignificant?~
NAME: Orkamaat
FACTION: The Primeval
RANK: Priest of Balagoth
SPECIES: Vongformed Anzat
AGELESS
SEX: Male body
SEXUALITY: Asexual
HEIGHT: Tall
WEIGHT: Emaciated
EYES: Orange
HAIR: None
SKIN: Parchment
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes(ish)
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES
[+] That is Not Dead Which Can Eternal Lie; Disease, old age, and other ailments of the living man don’t seem to affect him.
[+] Silver-tongued; A master of the spoken word, capable of spinning stories on the spot.
[~] Blue and Orange Morality; Spend as many years as he has in this place and see if you don't feel the same.
[~] The Zealot; Firmly believes that his way is the right way and won’t budge.
[–] Can't Take Criticism; Can't stand being criticized for his wrongs. His all-time favorite argument is 'I'm older than you'. Trump card.
[–] Inner Conflict; Sometimes, his 'Force' usage works. Sometimes, it doesn't. Blame the Vong.
[–] Hello, Snack; He may behave like a civilized creature, but don't be deceived. He's still hungry, and one day, you'll be on the menu.
APPEARANCE:
At first glance, Orkamaat is merely a svelte, lanky man who would probably benefit from putting on a few pounds, but looks can be deceiving. Underneath that inhuman pallor and sallow appearance, the priest hides untold horrors. From his fourth rib down, the man — if he could be called that — is a mess of mangled skin and cartilage, meat and bone and sinew growing all over each other as if by some hellish design. The lattice of flesh is interwoven with Vong matter, a result of extensive experimentation by the hands of a devoted Shaper.
His face remains largely unaffected by the vongforming, though this can vastly depend on which of the two organisms comprising his body is in control. On an average day, the only remarkable thing about his pale features are the red markings carefully tattooed onto his flesh and the fiery orange glint of his iris. In addition to that, the man also wears several piercings in his ears, the left eyebrow and his bottom lip.When he is more Vong than Anzat, however, Orkamaat looks decidedly more gaunt and skull-like, even growing bald if the balance of power persists longer than usual.
Another quirk of his twin nature is that instead of a pair of probosces, he sports three on each side, making him look like some sort of eldritch monster — well, even more than usual — when they are all fully extended.
Orkamaat has a fine taste in clothing and can often be seen wearing long, heavily decorated robes that obscure the deformed nature of his body. Jewelry, ornaments and fragrance are an everyday thing for the priest, and he is not the least bit ashamed of it.
BIOGRAPHY:
I was created
To walk the soil of the earth
And I will wander
Until the night has swallowed the sun
Then I will enter
A dimension beyond humanity
I am the thunder
The roaring beast of nature
I am the lightning
The one that ignites your very soul
I am all of everything
And everything is to discover...
SHIP:
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KILLS:
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BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
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ROLEPLAYS:
Total: 15 | Concluded: 13
I Could Stay Or Leave |
Am I Dreaming? | Won
A Tower's Time Without End | Complete
All That's Far From Us | Won
Mourning in the Morning |
All the Power of Creation Exists within a Single, Tiny Seed | Complete
I Want It All | Complete
We Have Cookies? |
Restricted Section |
This World or the Next | Ongoing
Let There Be Mandalorians | Complete
Eyes Upon the Red Sands | Complete
In the Hall of the Mountain King |
Watch Out |
Unfinished Business | Ongoing
