Description
About 5'10'' with black hair that is usually greased back and black, pupil-less eyes. His nose is crooked from being broken so many times.
Character Chart
Character’s full name: Unknown
Character’s nickname: The Harvester
Reason for nickname: He can harvest the thoughts and memories of people,
Birth date: Unknown
Physical appearance: Pale skin and entirely black eyes with black hair. A crooked nose from having it broken so many times.
Age: Unknown
How old does he/she appear: Early 30's
Weight: 165 lbs
Height: 5'11
Body build: Athletic
Eye color: Black
Skin tone: Pale
Distinguishing marks: Crooked Nose
Hair color: Black
Hairstyle: Slicked Back
Voice: Gravelly
Overall attractiveness: Dashing in a scrappy sort of way
Physical disabilities: None
Usual fashion of dress: Black suit that moves along his skin
Personality
Good personality traits: Loyal, ambitious, Cunning
Bad personality traits: Sadistic, Paranoid, Jealous, Impulsive
Mood character is most often in: Pissed off
Sense of humor: Sadistic
Character’s greatest joy in life: Violence
Character’s greatest fear: Going back to Hell
Why? It's hell.
What single event would most throw this character’s life into complete turmoil? Sango's death
Character is most at ease when: He is in control
Most ill at ease when: When he isn't in control
Enraged when: He isn't in control
Priorities: The Family, Money, Sex, Drugs.
Life philosophy: Get busy killin', or get busy dying.
Character’s soft spot: Sango
Is this soft spot obvious to others? No
Greatest strength: His mental abilities
Greatest vulnerability or weakness: Sango
Why?
Character’s darkest secret: His love for Sango
Does anyone else know? Yes.
Goals
Drives and motivations: Money, Sex, Drugs, Control
How the character plans to accomplish these goals: Force
How other characters will be affected: Probably Poorly
Present
Current location: Wing City
Currently living with: Nobody
Pets: None
Religion: Atheist
Occupation: Head of The Family
Finances: Wealthy
Family
Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Siblings: Unknown
Spouse: Unknown
Children: Unknown
Habits
Hobbies: Killing People, Fucking, and Drinking
Plays a musical instrument? No
Plays a sport? No
Smokes: Yes.
Drinks: Yes.
Other drugs: Yes.
Extremely skilled at: Murder, Laughing Maniacally
Extremely unskilled at: Communicating his feelings
Nervous tics: Chain Smoking
Usual body posture: Relaxed
Mannerisms: Swears a lot, laughs at acts of violence, even ones directed at himself
Peculiarities: Sadomasochism
Traits
Optimist or pessimist? Pessimist
Introvert or extrovert? Extrovert
Daredevil or cautious? Daredevil
Logical or emotional? Emotional
Disorderly and messy or methodical and neat? Disorderly
Prefers working or relaxing? Working
Confident or unsure of himself/herself? Confident
Animal lover? No
Self-perception
How he/she feels about himself/herself: He both loves and hates himself
One word the character would use to describe self: Mastermind
What does the character consider his/her best personality trait? His cunning
What does the character consider his/her worst personality trait? His attachment to Sango
What does the character consider his/her best physical characteristic? His mind
What does the character consider his/her worst physical characteristic? His nose
How does the character think others perceive him/her: Crazy, but a legitimate threat
What would the character most like to change about himself/herself: Nothing
Relationships with others
Opinion of other people in general: They are beneath him
Does the character hide his/her true opinions and emotions from others? Yes
Person character most hates: Izumi
Best friend(s): Vegris and Sango, and the rest of the Family
Love interest(s): Sango
Person character goes to for advice: Nobody
Person character feels responsible for or takes care of: The Family
Person character feels shy or awkward around: None
Person character openly admires: None
Person character secretly admires: Sango
Most important person in character’s life before story starts: Unknown
Personality
A sadist, sociopath, and psychopath. He cares only for himself, money, sex, drugs, and things that remind him of himself, or things that can help him attain these interests. He is fiercely loyal to The Family and frequently gets jealous and paranoid of betrayal. He hates competition above all other things.
Equipment
He wears a black suit with a black tie made of some sort of otherworldly, ever moving fabric. On his person are cigarettes, a lighter, syringes filled with an unknown red substance, his two nickle plated .45's: Virgil and Dante, clips of armor piercing ammo, a switch blade, wads of cash, and a cell phone. He is typically followed by 10-12 guards, wielding heavier weapons, like SPAS 12 shotguns, AK-47s, and Mac 10 machine pistols.
Current Abilities:
Healing Factor: Harvester can feed off of negative emotions that aren't his. The speed of his healing is directly proportional to the amount and intensity of negative emotions around him.
Lash: Harvester may allow the sleeve of his jacket to engulf his arm, becoming a lash that seems to be made out of a viscus black liquid resembling tar.
Telekinesis: Harvester was gifted with telekinesis before his death. His powers are now amplified, due to his dark gifts from the demon Vyntreth. His powers are now significantly harder to resist.
Telepathy: Similar to telekinesis, Harvester was a telepath as a mortal. These gifts are also amplified, allowing him to sense minds from farther away, and probe thoughts and memories with much greater ease. It is much harder to resist one of his probings now.
Pleasure and Pain: Harvester's new guns, a gift from Vegris, a family member. They are made from the same material as his suit and even bond to it, allowing Harvester to will them into his hands whenever he pleases. Their bullets are ones of a very special variety. They splatter a black tar-like substance that spreads over the entirety of the target's surface area. A rapid decay begins to occur, then the target burns away, becoming nothing more than cinders. An unholy marriage of technology and demonic magic.
Overdrive: Should Harvester die, he does not experience a normal death, rather, his suit takes over, sucking into his body and possessing his lifeless body, causing his entire body to appear to be made from the same fabric as the suit. He is very dangerous and unpredictable in the form, and will most likely attack the most immediate threat.
So begins...
The Harvester enters the bar, looking around and making sure the room is clear. He turns around and waves his employer in.
The Harvester nods to Lars. "Sir."
The Harvester nods. "I thought you would like it, Sir."
The Harvester nods. "You heard the man. Everything here now belongs to him."
The Harvester eyes Fianna behind his sunglasses. "You don't know who you're talking to. Just sit down and shut the fuck up."
The Harvester pulls his guns from his holsters, pointing one at Fianna, the other at Slapstick. "Motherfuckers. He paid good money for this bar. Its his to do with what he pleases."
The Harvester rolls his eyes at Slapstick, the guns still in his hand. "Delusional." He turns his sights on Zenari and Fianna. "Leave us to our business."
The Harvester stares at Zenari, attacking his mind with a psychic pulse.
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(Ok. Ignore a great plot.)
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The Harvester stares up at Zenari, smirking. "You should listen to the man. He's quite reasonable."
The Harvester laughed at Zenari, grinning. "I'll put one right through that pea-brain of yours." He gave his pistol a twirl before jumping back to the other side of the bar. He then opened fire, aiming for Zenari's head.
The Harvester raises an eyebrow at Zenari, who somehow managed to dodge two clips worth of bullets. He reloads and turns to face Zenari, grinning.
The Harvester raises an eyebrow at Drasta. "Uh, yeah? What do you want?"
The Harvester telekinetically stops the fist before it can reach him. "I can read your mind, chump. That won't work with me."
The Harvester telekinetically holds Zenari's arm in place, allowing Seynt to attack. The man would have to break his arm in order to move.
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(His own arm, that is.)
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The Harvester nods to Lars, lowering his guns. "Lucky fucks."
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"Don't even appreciate the improvements that we made..."
”
The Harvester nods and follows Lars up, making sure that nobody was going to follow