Post by Kovu on Aug 26, 2012 14:12:09 GMT -5
Quote: "I'm not brainwashed. I'm not manipulated. I'm a freakin' killer."
Name: Kovu
Alias: The Ripper (after Jack the Ripper), Scar (called by a slowly psychotic Zira)
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Height: Average Height for a male lion
Weight: Average weight for a male lion
Physical Appearance:
Personality: Dark, deadly and sick, Kovu is a horrible assassin, enjoying the hunt and the kill, his claws scraping against flesh, his teeth cracking on bone. Kovu's pretty much a sociopath, unable to feel anything, mercy, remorse or anything of the kind. He's manipulative and can make people think anything he wants them to. He does specifically well with the ladies.
History: Kovu's family was banished from Simba's kingdom when he was very small. From then on, the killer was fueled and beaten into the cub, erasing any sense of sympathy or love from his body. Zira, recruited by the assassin's guild, brought her cubs with her, and beat some more training into Kovu. Starved of affection, Kovu tasted blood more than he did love.
Kovu grew into a handsome, deadly assassin. Someone the guild calls in when they need someone taken out particularly painfully.
Rank: Medium, on the higher side
Allies: Zira, Vitani, Nuka
Enemies: Simba, Nala, Kiara
Plans: Kill. Kill. Kill. I wanna work with the darker side of Kovu's personality.
Sample Post: He flicked his ears foreward, rushing towards the bloody kill who was trying to run away. Man, how the lion loved the taste. He grinned, licking his maw, the metallic tinge on his lips. He chuckled softly and lifted his head, leaping in front of the prey. Prey, that was all the person was. A sack of meat and bones he'd been instructed to slaughter.
His shoulders rolled, and he lowered his head, letting out a bellowing roar.
"Please don't...have mercy..."
"Mercy?" Kovu said, drool and blood pouring from his maw, "I don't know the meaning of the word." And with that he lowered his jaws and ended the suffering of the victim. Not that he wanted to. He'd have played with the person like a cat with a mouse. But he'd grown bored so he decided to end it. And move on to the next kill.
His pelt dripped with blood as he whipped his mane to the side. His green orbs peered as the flashing red and blue lights twinkled by the corner. He grinned.
"Can't catch me..." he sang playfully as he trotted away, running on his black claws across the cobblestone. The lion version of Jack the Ripper had struck again.
Name: Kovu
Alias: The Ripper (after Jack the Ripper), Scar (called by a slowly psychotic Zira)
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Height: Average Height for a male lion
Weight: Average weight for a male lion
Physical Appearance:
Personality: Dark, deadly and sick, Kovu is a horrible assassin, enjoying the hunt and the kill, his claws scraping against flesh, his teeth cracking on bone. Kovu's pretty much a sociopath, unable to feel anything, mercy, remorse or anything of the kind. He's manipulative and can make people think anything he wants them to. He does specifically well with the ladies.
History: Kovu's family was banished from Simba's kingdom when he was very small. From then on, the killer was fueled and beaten into the cub, erasing any sense of sympathy or love from his body. Zira, recruited by the assassin's guild, brought her cubs with her, and beat some more training into Kovu. Starved of affection, Kovu tasted blood more than he did love.
Kovu grew into a handsome, deadly assassin. Someone the guild calls in when they need someone taken out particularly painfully.
Rank: Medium, on the higher side
Allies: Zira, Vitani, Nuka
Enemies: Simba, Nala, Kiara
Plans: Kill. Kill. Kill. I wanna work with the darker side of Kovu's personality.
Sample Post: He flicked his ears foreward, rushing towards the bloody kill who was trying to run away. Man, how the lion loved the taste. He grinned, licking his maw, the metallic tinge on his lips. He chuckled softly and lifted his head, leaping in front of the prey. Prey, that was all the person was. A sack of meat and bones he'd been instructed to slaughter.
His shoulders rolled, and he lowered his head, letting out a bellowing roar.
"Please don't...have mercy..."
"Mercy?" Kovu said, drool and blood pouring from his maw, "I don't know the meaning of the word." And with that he lowered his jaws and ended the suffering of the victim. Not that he wanted to. He'd have played with the person like a cat with a mouse. But he'd grown bored so he decided to end it. And move on to the next kill.
His pelt dripped with blood as he whipped his mane to the side. His green orbs peered as the flashing red and blue lights twinkled by the corner. He grinned.
"Can't catch me..." he sang playfully as he trotted away, running on his black claws across the cobblestone. The lion version of Jack the Ripper had struck again.