JUGGERNAUT CHILD IN A FRAGILE LAND — "HELLBOY"

HELLBOY

DESTROYER, CREATOR OF WORLDS

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  BASIC INFO

ALT Anung un Rama, "Red"
AGE 20 years
ALLEGIANCE Tanglewood
POSITION Tangler

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BIOGRAPHICAL INFO

— PHYSICAL [WIP] Currently redesigning. Half goat (hind legs), musculature of a silverback (strong upper body and hands), otherwise somewhat indescribable in terms of mutations, possesses a tail and horns (which are broken off and ground down to the skull)

— MENTAL [WIP] Stubborn, headstrong, defiant. Good intentions and a good heart, but occasionally lousy in his execution. Attempts a loner facade but desperately needs companionship to feel whole. Extroverted with occasional stints of self-imposed isolation. Willing to take a bullet for anyone he loves.

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[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana;color:black;"]— INVENTORY & OTHERS
∙ Parrying knife, lovingly dubbed "Good Samaritan"
∙ Stack of occult manuscripts and religious texts, including but not limited to:
  – Rituale Romanum
  – The Lesser Key of Solomon
  – De Occulta Philosophia libri III
∙ Various amulets and charms, mostly "on loan" or politely-stolen-with-intent-to-return:
  – Early papal coinage
  – Holy water vessel
  – Medal of St. Christopher
  – Charm of Cornelius Agrippa
  – Brass prognosticator
∙ Exorcism kit
∙ Trenchcoat [gift from Wormwood]
∙ Friendship bracelet [gift from Wormwood]

— INVENTORY TO BE ACQUIRED:
∙ "Laurie Strode", a sentient venus fly trap [gift from Beck]
∙ Battle axe
∙ Sword of Azzael

[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana;color:black;"]— EVENT TIMELINE
∙ [color=black]Arrow's death, first post
∙ [color=black]Moving in
∙ [color=black]Rescue raid and [color=black]capture
∙ [color=black]Return

[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana;color:black;size=12pt;"][b]MEMORY RUSHES IN, THEN WASHES YOU AWAY; I AM LOSING YOU TO THE SEA. I'LL BREAK FROM THE WEIGHT OF MY MIND, BUT YOUR GHOST I WILL GLADLY BEAR. AND WITH ALL YOUR GRIEF IN MY ARMS, I WILL LABOR BY SINGING LIGHT. I'LL KEEP MY LANTERNS LIT. IF YOU HAD A SINGLE FLAW, YOU JUST COULD NOT LAST FOREVER, COULD YOU? YOU JUST COULD NOT LAST FOR ME.