Post by Elliott on Jul 17, 2015 5:20:42 GMT -5
Name: Elliott Moreau
Rank: Snackrifice
Original Power: Nothing
Power Gained After Joining The Cult: Slightly greater resistance to pain.
Weaknesses: Every feasible weakness ever. Human child. He is so weak it's so sad omg.
Additional abilities/strengths: Lies/ bullshits like a pro. Can talk his way out of anything.
Age/How Old You Appear: 20
Age You Joined The Cult: 17
Height: 5'6"
Skin color: Medium olive
Race: Colombian
Weight: 130 lbs.
Body Type: Thin if not unhealthily so-
Eyes: Natural - Pale Green, Current - Ringed with bright blue.
Hair: Natural - Dark Brown, Current - Pastel multicolored
Special Physical Attributes: Does being a talking fossil count?
Clothing: Wide neck sweater top, cheap jeans, cheap high tops.
Physical Description Paragraph:
Walking talking chicken bone with colorful hair.
Family: Not important
Quirks: Sleeps anywhere at the most inopportune times.
Goals: Less important
Interests: Politics (Specifically civil rights).
Hobbies: Tagging, gambling, binge eating.
Vices: Lots and lots of vandalism.
What Does Your Room Look Like: Like an empty rave warehouse if it had just burned down and been hit by a tornado.
Personality: Mediocre Cinnamon Roll Just Right For This World, Just Edible.
Likes: Civility, music, paint, pissing people off.
Dislikes: Religion, bigotry, generally acting bigger than other beings ever at all.
Preferred Food Source: Taco Bell
Friends: Sometimes Cass- Mainly just Soñya.
Allies: Also Soñya.
Enemies: Not social enough to have any.
Rivals: Not social enough to have any.
What Do You Consider Your Position In The Cult: Frontman.
What Do You Do For The Group: Work the Candle Co. counter. Relay messages/instructions.
How You Joined The Cult: Went looking for part-time job and got completely screwed.
