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Krylo · 03-09-2010, 06:12 AM

Don't know how I missed this until now, but:

NAME: Eels. Just, Eels.

AGE: 26

APPEARANCE: Eels is a thin gangly man, with a somewhat disturbing countenance. His face, like his body, is thin and elongated with a hooked, hawkish nose. His eyes are a dark brown, and he wears his, generally oily, hair somewhat short but messy. He usually has roughly one day's worth of stubble, and generally wear expensive suits--though they are usually crumpled and a bit disheveled, along with a grey fedora. He has a tendency to grin, a disturbing predatory kind of grin.

OCCUPATION: Eels is a killer. Calling him a hitman would be too kind to Eels and a disgrace to the majority of professionals in the business of making people disappear. He doesn't enjoy... clean kills, but he's not much for torture either. At least not the kind that would get you any information. It's remarkably hard to speak after Eels has spent a few minutes on you. He does send a message, however. A very gruesome message that crossing MacCaulay is a fool's game.

BACKSTORY: Eels was born to the wrong woman, on the wrong side of town, at the wrong time. His mother was a whore, to put it mildly, and he grew up in a ghetto. A good night meant listening to his mother dearest 'making some money', a bad night meant listening to her pimp teach her why she needed to work harder. Suffice to say, he did not grow up well adjusted.

His unhealthy fascination with pain started at an early age. Plucking the wings off of flies, then their legs... later cutting the tails and ears off of stray dogs and cats, and later yet 'playing doctor' in a none-too-friendly manner with a few of the other children. He fell in with a few gangs, spent a few years being shuffled through Juvie. When he got out his mother wouldn't take him back and he needed to find a trade.

Problem is, there was just the one thing he was good at, so he offered his 'services' to the biggest mob boss he could find, and played something of a pivotal role in keeping MacCaulay's 'business associates' in their place up until this latest debacle.

OPTIONAL: Eels loves knives, and piano wire, and the occasional brass knuckles so long as the victim is restrained. Guns are... useful, but so very impersonal. He likes to watch the life drain from his victims' eyes. Of course, a Tommy Gun and a full room can be a lot of fun in its own right.

--If this is too much/too dark, I can pitch some other characters easily enough.

03-09-2010, 06:12 AM	#15
Krylo The Straightest Shota Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: It's a secret to everybody. Posts: 17,789	Don't know how I missed this until now, but: NAME: Eels. Just, Eels. AGE: 26 APPEARANCE: Eels is a thin gangly man, with a somewhat disturbing countenance. His face, like his body, is thin and elongated with a hooked, hawkish nose. His eyes are a dark brown, and he wears his, generally oily, hair somewhat short but messy. He usually has roughly one day's worth of stubble, and generally wear expensive suits--though they are usually crumpled and a bit disheveled, along with a grey fedora. He has a tendency to grin, a disturbing predatory kind of grin. OCCUPATION: Eels is a killer. Calling him a hitman would be too kind to Eels and a disgrace to the majority of professionals in the business of making people disappear. He doesn't enjoy... clean kills, but he's not much for torture either. At least not the kind that would get you any information. It's remarkably hard to speak after Eels has spent a few minutes on you. He does send a message, however. A very gruesome message that crossing MacCaulay is a fool's game. BACKSTORY: Eels was born to the wrong woman, on the wrong side of town, at the wrong time. His mother was a whore, to put it mildly, and he grew up in a ghetto. A good night meant listening to his mother dearest 'making some money', a bad night meant listening to her pimp teach her why she needed to work harder. Suffice to say, he did not grow up well adjusted. His unhealthy fascination with pain started at an early age. Plucking the wings off of flies, then their legs... later cutting the tails and ears off of stray dogs and cats, and later yet 'playing doctor' in a none-too-friendly manner with a few of the other children. He fell in with a few gangs, spent a few years being shuffled through Juvie. When he got out his mother wouldn't take him back and he needed to find a trade. Problem is, there was just the one thing he was good at, so he offered his 'services' to the biggest mob boss he could find, and played something of a pivotal role in keeping MacCaulay's 'business associates' in their place up until this latest debacle. OPTIONAL: Eels loves knives, and piano wire, and the occasional brass knuckles so long as the victim is restrained. Guns are... useful, but so very impersonal. He likes to watch the life drain from his victims' eyes. Of course, a Tommy Gun and a full room can be a lot of fun in its own right. --If this is too much/too dark, I can pitch some other characters easily enough. __________________ I am very tired.