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Saintly Turkey's Characters; The Ugly, the Bad and the Uglier
Topic Started: Apr 11 2009, 10:31 AM (41 Views)
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First up: Dirk the two headed mutant

Full name: Dirk O’Rourke
Current Occupation: Unemployed officially, but he still sees himself as a Priest and witch hunter of sorts.
Species: Human (Mutant)
Sex: Male
Age: 36
Height: 5.4 feet
Weight: 145 pounds
Skin Colour: Pale greenish pink
Eye Colour: Blue irises framed by heavily bloodshot whites.
Hair Colour (if applicable): N/A
General Appearance:Dirk wears a tattered shirt, with a hole in the right shoulder for his dead parasitic conjoined brother’s head. His shirt is ripped open towards the bottom, revealing a heavily bandaged stomach. His trousers are held up by a pair of frayed and twisted suspenders. He wears scuffed engineer boots that are so heavy it makes it almost impossible for him to jog, let alone run. His right arm is covered in the same foul sores as his conjoined brothers face, and is wrapped in disgusting bandages because of so. The sores have also spread to Dirk’s right cheek, which he often scratches. Where his right eye should be are a cluster of eyes, some going almost up to his forehead. In the centre of his forehead is another eye, bulging sightlessly from its socket. His left eye is in its right place, although it bulges to the point of almost popping out (However, he can see out of it). He has no nose to speak of, and his face appears melted. There are several holes in his cheeks (due to the ‘melting’ affect) revealing rotten, but normal teeth. Around his neck is a tattered brown scarf, and perched on his head is a lice ridden black bowler hat.
Skills: Dirk can show acts of astonishing charisma, especially in inciting mob violence. Dirk prides himself in being an effective liar, and that is true to some degree. His lies have often led to some falsely convicted person being crucified, hung or burnt at the stake. Outside of inciting hatred, Dirk couldn’t lie to save his life. He is very weak, and not too bright. He is also illiterate, and hasn’t quite mastered the concept of personal hygiene.
Personality: Dirk often judges people on their appearance, as people often do to him. In their cases though, they are probably right. He is a vile, insufferable scumbag, who is prone to muttering to himself. He has many vices; the chief amongst these is an addiction to antidepressants, although he has never suffered from clinical depression. Although he often persecutes other people for being sinful, he sees himself as flawless, and a beacon of light to society.
Accessories (Extra Hardware and Gadgetry): The only other things in Dirk’s possession besides his clothes are a grubby old pistol with dirty old electrical tape wrapped around the handle for grip, a bottle of whatever pills he’s addicted to at the moment and a Swiss army knife, missing most of its attachments.
Character history: The planet UB-586 in the Skazcroft system was originally colonized by traders not wanting to pay taxes to the federation. The planet was prosperous and the population grew. Eventually, not long after the company the traders had formed had been declared bankrupt, the planet was heavily overcrowded, with no-one willing to move to a different colony in another system. Eventually the squabbles over space led to war. As all the nations of UB-586 had agreed to nuclear disarmament, the only serious weapons available were man made viruses and foul chemicals. After years of war using these weapons, some babies were born strange, especially in the poorer cities. After a decade of war (with no one stepping in to stop it, as the planet was not part of the federation, and the company that started the war had long since dissolved) most babies in the poorer cities were born strange. Eventually, even some of the richer cities gave birth to sickly children. A few years later, most pregnancies ended in still births, weird and twisted babies, or terminally ill monstrosities. Soon the war ended as the population had shrunk considerably. The survivors (Mutant or human) set about rebuilding Civilisation.
One such town was rebuilt with equality in mind for mutants and humans. One of the mutants who lived in this town was a Dirk O’Rourke. He had not long come of age, and had been released from the care home for mutated children. Whilst he was in the home, an off world missionary from the church of Order came and preached to them. The missionary took particular notice of Dirk, who seemed to absorb every word he said. After a quick discussion with him, Dirk agreed to be trained by him every day for a year. He was trained to follow the church of Order, to spread the belief of Order, and most importantly to denounce the followers of sin, and punish them justly.
Soon after the year was up, Dirk was released, and chose to rebuild a town with other mutants and humans. There he set up a church of order, and every month or so, he would persuade his congregation to go out and burn a local sinner, such as the town drunk, or a promiscuous mother. After a decade or so of lynching and burning, his congregation had had enough, and converted back to Agnosticism. The night they were supposed to go Witch-hunting, the town hall caught fire. This promptly spread over half the town, including the fuel depot. Half the town members were killed, and the rest were rendered homeless. Dirk O’Rourke’s corpse wasn’t found, but as the church had burned down, they had assumed him dead. Some even went so far as to blame the two headed fellow for starting the fire, but did nothing about it, as the survivors assumed he was killed in the flames.
In the nearest city, a Space freighter left the system with around 150 pounds extra weight than listed in the cargo hold. Nothing much was thought of it.
Edited by SaintlyTurkey, Apr 11 2009, 10:35 AM.
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