Re: Epic Clash [Apply today!]
02-03-2010, 06:30 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by McBatman.
Your character's name: Glere, aka, Fishbowl Head Man.
Gender: Male
Race: Fishbowlkin
Color: Yaaaay.
Physical description:
Personality overview: Sanity was a consideration at one point. Then he got pushy. Don't do that, it's dangerous. What are you doing with that fork? Then INsanity moved in. He's much more fun. What's that toaster? Another game of musical cars? Sure! Weeeeeeee.... (Glere may be faking the insanity. Or he might not be. It's hard to tell. Though really, if anyone went to such lengths to appear mad, wouldn't that be madness in of itself?...)
Abilities: Mustering of nonsensical objects from the mysterious void inside his cape. What secrets does it hold? Mostly bread, covered with mold.
Equipment: Cape of the void of nonsensical machinations. A spansive space of useless junk, however suited for one's needs. Limited to one item removed at a time, larger items do not necessarily mean increased strength to wield them.
Backstory: Where did it all begin? It's hard to remember, so much fun has been had since it all went fuzzy. Then again it was always a bit unhinged, but I don't suppose that matters too much anymore. The flavor has much improved since the days the lemonade wasn't fresh. But what can you expect from such... insipid meanderings? Dogs, the lot of them. Unappreciative of the gifts bestowed to them. A car with zebra stripes, a window with a door knob to make it easier to enter! Though they grow tired of the games. They always do. So I move on and find more subjects to play with. I do hope they aren't boring. I mean them no harm, they just don't get the rules of the game! I can adjust though, the breeze is often quite fickle with its opinions on the subject anyways. Time to go, the tea kettle is calling the pot chartreuse again. Ta-ta!
Your character's name: Glere, aka, Fishbowl Head Man.
Gender: Male
Race: Fishbowlkin
Color: Yaaaay.
Physical description:
Personality overview: Sanity was a consideration at one point. Then he got pushy. Don't do that, it's dangerous. What are you doing with that fork? Then INsanity moved in. He's much more fun. What's that toaster? Another game of musical cars? Sure! Weeeeeeee.... (Glere may be faking the insanity. Or he might not be. It's hard to tell. Though really, if anyone went to such lengths to appear mad, wouldn't that be madness in of itself?...)
Abilities: Mustering of nonsensical objects from the mysterious void inside his cape. What secrets does it hold? Mostly bread, covered with mold.
Equipment: Cape of the void of nonsensical machinations. A spansive space of useless junk, however suited for one's needs. Limited to one item removed at a time, larger items do not necessarily mean increased strength to wield them.
Backstory: Where did it all begin? It's hard to remember, so much fun has been had since it all went fuzzy. Then again it was always a bit unhinged, but I don't suppose that matters too much anymore. The flavor has much improved since the days the lemonade wasn't fresh. But what can you expect from such... insipid meanderings? Dogs, the lot of them. Unappreciative of the gifts bestowed to them. A car with zebra stripes, a window with a door knob to make it easier to enter! Though they grow tired of the games. They always do. So I move on and find more subjects to play with. I do hope they aren't boring. I mean them no harm, they just don't get the rules of the game! I can adjust though, the breeze is often quite fickle with its opinions on the subject anyways. Time to go, the tea kettle is calling the pot chartreuse again. Ta-ta!