Breblle

A near human, Altered to survive without thinking too much. But what he lacks in brains he makes up for in fangs, teeth, a hulking 8ft. 360 lb muscular body, and near perfect sencory perception

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by strykravage

Last seen at: Gambit's Bar

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Description

Breblle is an agile, tough, and deadly killing machine. he has razor sharp incisors made for ripping flesh (and eating, of course). His hands are armed with retractable claws that can grow out to five inches when needed. typically, he wears a long grey duster and a wide brimmed hat. his cat-like greyish-gold eyes have near 360 degree vision, his nose can identify over 5,000,000 types of scents, and his ears can hear a pin drop 20 yards away. the most whieght he's ever lifted is 10 tons.

Personality

a generaly angry person. if in a fit he will suddenly forget the little english he knows and instead growl at the offender, who will most likely be looking at their spilled intestines within 5 seconds of offending him. he is stupid and easily tricked by somone who does not show emotion.

Equipment

his body

Breblle's Story

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-01-30 16:18:31, as written by strykravage
Breblle /me walks in whereing alarge grey duster. Looking around with greyish-black cat-like eyes, he stalks over too an empty table and sits.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-01-31 02:55:38, as written by strykravage
Breblle walks into the bar wearing a long grey duster and wide brimmed hat. He briefly looks around then finds himself an empty table to sit at.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-01-31 02:58:45, as a chat transcript.
Stands up and decides he wants some meat, prefferebly raw. He meanders over to the bar through the mess of tables and chairs to sit at a bar-stool.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-01-31 03:01:35, as written by strykravage
Breblle Slaps his hand on the counter twice with great force, then says loudly in a feaux-human voice "Need Food. Anyone serve me food?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-01-31 03:05:40, as a chat transcript.
Starts to become impatient and, without wasting another moment, kicks down a section of the bar and walks into the kitchin. He rummages around for a while before finding a whole raw chicken. he goes back to an empty table to enjoy his meal.

# Gambit's Bar, 2010-01-31 03:09:55, as a chat transcript.
In a matter of seconds he has devoured all the meat off the chicken. done with the bones, he tosses them backward in random directions, not caring if they hit someone.