V'S ...Yeah, Thingy. No words for Character Closet that start with V...

Mr.Face


Age:70
Gender:Male
Species:Human...most likely...
Appearance:
--Eyes:N/A
--Hair:N/A
--Skin:Comparable to paper.
--Height:8 feet.
--Build:Rather thin but not in an "I don't eat" kind of way... he eats quite well.
--Typical Clothing: Armani suit, Armani loafers. Whether or not the suit pieces actually match patterns is debatable.
--Other: Well... beyond a mouth full of sharp pointy teeth, he has no face.

Brief Background: Dictator of Auda. Terribly focused on acquisition of immortality, to the point where he's basically draining the city of money and crashing their economy into the ground to support his need to pay for shipping and handling.

Personality:Well, let's see shall we? Mr.Face has a proclivity for sesquepedelian loquaciousness. He has a deep fondness for exacto knives. A homicidal sociopath with a taste for dismantling people. Actually quite polite however, although he can get a bit...

History: N/A

Other: Gets around by means of echolocation.

Riddle


Age:15 and 47... approximately.
Gender:Female
Species:Immortal Internet Spawn... Basically human probably. Yeah.
Appearance:
--Eyes:Red
--Hair:Translucenty white with kind of bluish tones in it, pulled up in a small human skull atop her head.
--Skin:Corpselike and just as white.
--Height:4'9"
--Build:...Well... She eats forks. ...Emaciated is probably a good guess. Downright bony.
--Typical Clothing: Well... She has a corset that keeps her ribs for the most part in place. And combat boots. And... miscellaneous other clothes most of which are kind of an odd mix between some metal head's closet and home made nonsensicalities.
--Other: Missing the flesh on her left leg and at any given moment is actually kind of falling apart due to decomposition. There are scars and duct tape and staples and in some cases twine holding her together.

Brief Background: Spends her days videogaming, engineering insane feats of mechanical madness (peanut butter chainsaw anyone?) and/or being tortured to further madness by Mr.Face.

Personality: Utterly insane. And capslocky. Seriously.

History: The flawed result of one of Mr.Face's multiple attempts to acquire immortality through the internet. She came in a brown box and has been treated with nothing but hostility and resentment since then.

Other: Erm... Immortality. Though it's not terribly conventional I suppouse. You could blow her to smitheroons and as long as you have enough duct tape and formaldehyde, she'll go back together, however things don't grow back and she is actually QUITE dead. ...Probably.

T.Morbid Namechov


Age:19
Gender:Male
Species:Human
Appearance:
--Eyes:Grey
--Hair:Black and rather messy, as he cuts it himself. It sticks up in some parts and is somewhat longer in others, about consistent with if one just simply pulled their hair straight up and cut it all off from one point instead of cutting it in small sections, if that makes sense.
--Skin:Pale. Not that nice vampiry kind of pale, the kind of pale that makes you wonder if the person in question has some kind of issue finding enough sunlight.
--Height:5'6"
--Build:Borderline malnourished... He eats once every other day so... yeah...
--Typical Clothing: Skinny black pants and turtleneck that are standard issue guard uniform basically, and combat boots.
--Other: rather scarred up arms and feet from an employer who doesn't tolerate tardiness or other nonsense.

Brief Background: Currently employed in Cellblock 3 as a means by which to pay for food for himself and his manipulative sister, Ana.

Personality: Ridiculously awkward and guilt ridden, with generally low self esteem. Also actually a generally nice person when you get past all the ellipsis and inarticulateness.

History: Parents killed off by incendiary tax collectors at age 8.

Other: N/A

Random Chick (real name pending)


Age:18?ish
Gender:Female
Species:Human
Appearance:
--Eyes:Probably brown.
--Hair:Long messy black hair with a mop of bangs that cover her eyes and most of her nose too.
--Skin:Pale.
--Height:Like... 5'4" ish.
--Build:Skinny, but not quite to the point of malnourishment...
--Typical Clothing: Either the all black of the government, or some raggedy patched up shirt and skirt combo. Both worn with combat boots.
--Other: She's got her fair share of employment scars but isn't terribly bothered by them.

Brief Background: Employed in Auda as a worker in the Crematoriums. Lives happily in a burn out with a basement.

Personality:She's rather chill, occasionally has a bit of a trololol attitude towards things.

History: N/A

Other: She's got a habit of cannibalism...