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 Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 12:20 pm
Name: Timothy Toast
Age: About 3 weeks
Race: Bread
Crime: Food poisoning
Planet: Earth, need I say more?
Life: To truly understand the pain of being bread, one must first understand the living conditions. You live in a claustrophobic, suffocating plastic bag, your brethren on either side of you, pressed up hard. The bag is in a crowded, pitch-black box that is opened only when a large hairless monkey wishes to consume you. Bread prays for the day that they will be eaten to be free of this Hell, and so will close their eyes, hide their mouths, and look as tasty as possible. When it came Timothy's turn to finally die, he flipped over before the door opened, hiding his moldy side. He was made into a sandwich, face smashed into a slab of dead fowl, and bitten into. Less than a half minute later, the hairless monkey screamed and went to go vomit. Oh no! He had committed the ultimate crime! Harming the pink monkeys!
Bye-bye, Timothy...
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 12:23 pm
Name: Tasrihzalael Jamotaseamon "TJ" Tezcatlipoca
Personality: Forlorn, confused, and altogether afraid of everything, it's a shock TJ can even survive on his own.
Physical Appearance: Tall and think with long arms and legs and strangely extended fingers. His skin is like creamed coffee and he is covered in bright green spots. His wrists have rings of wiry pale blue hair and just on top of his cleft pink hooves are pretty, decorative hanging rings of the same. His hair only grows in a Mohawk pattern, and it is rather long. It, like all of his other body hair, is wiry and horse-like. He also has a kind of goatee thing going on and a horselike tail, not to mention tufts at the ends of his too-long, drooping ears. His eyes have no pupils, only the white part and irises (which, essentially, ARE his pupils). The left is purple and the right is bright yellow.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 12:24 pm
Name: Tezcatlipoca "Taz"
Age: ???
Race: Hell Hound
Physical Appearance: Taz is approximately six-foot-two with a black, wolf-like body from the waist down and a pale human torso. Her hair is pale purple and falls to mid-back, and her eyes are a sharp ice blue. Two large black horns curl out of her head on either side. Accessory-wise, Taz is never seen without her glasses (her eyesight is fairly terrible) and her lip ring (which sometimes gets caught on her canines. oops!).
Personality: Taz isn't particularly mean or nasty, as one may expect from a demon of Hades. She's fairly nonchalant and relaxed and actually prefers the changing climate of Earth to the searing hellfire of Hades. Go figure.
Past: Taz was the mutated spawn of two rather large, imposing Hell Hounds. As with all demons, she was born "of age", and assigned a duty. As with most of her kind, she had to protect a supernatural treasure. In her case, that would be the head of the Gorgon Medusa, as its previous guardian had been slain by some a*****e with holy water. Regardless, Taz went up and did her duty. One fateful day, however, she was sitting, enjoying a pancake breakfast, when she vaguely remembered a comic book about a big red guy. s**t. She made a call to the head honcho down below and was informed that, yes, she could never return. Oh well! Time to assimilate into Gaian society!
Powers: Taz, armed with her mighty wand, can summon and control what is called "dark matter", little sentient balls of concentrated evil, vaguely glowing purple. They're really not much use, except for security when she leaves home.
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