Maulero
May 20, 2011 12:55:59 GMT -8
Post by maulero on May 20, 2011 12:55:59 GMT -8
Name: Maulero
Gender: Male
Age: 835
Faction: Hollow
Rank: Adjuchas
Reiatsu Color: Lime Green
Reiatsu Aura: The feeling of Deceit
Appearance:
Maulero stands up right on his two feet, Hunched slightly over. His body at full height is a mer 5'3", and has very little muscle. His skin is embedded with thin lines, giving his body a look of leather armor, his hollow hole residing at the midpoint of his collarbone. On each hand he has pointed, 5" long claws which are lime green in color
His hollow mask is a bit larger than the norm, it covers his face with a wicked grin and extends nearly a foot off of his scalp in the shape of two curved horns. Maulero's eyes are green.
Personality:
Maulero is much like most hollows, he's cunning, cruel and ruthless. However, killing every thing in his wake seems very foolish to him. Ever since he became a Hollow he wanted to become the top of all Hollow, but doing this he knows one must have a keen mind. So Maulero uses any one he sees, using them until they have no further use in his eyes. And then removes them, using another tool to get rid of the former.
He doesn't like to get into combat himself, as such when he knows he'll die he gets the hell out of there. In groups of hollows he is very much a coward not liking to be cornered by many people. But a one on one fight his true colors come out. Showing what he truly can do. But if he had the choice he would use people to fight for him, though once he see's an opening he'll strike.
History:
Maulero was born in Japan, he was raised as any normal child would be. He lived a some what good life for about twenty two years. He was married, Enjoyed the life had. He had no really reason to hate his life. He has friends and family what loved him. He loved his life nothing he could really name he disliked.
One day he was killed coming home. It was a normal day, the person who killed him he didn't now who or why. He was bound to that spot, unable to move for some reason. Upset with his death he started to scream out in rage. Why he was killed and why he had to die. His chain of fate started to eat away from itself. Until it reached its end. He was turned from a man into a beast.
He became a hollow and using animal instincts found his way to his new home. After a time he forgot who he used to be and slowly turned into a vile, power hungry creature. So his new life started, it was simple what he had to do to reach the top. He began to hunt down his own people, persuading them to join him. Using them to kill his own kind, feeding on the flesh of other hollow types like him self. Eventually the flock of Hollow he gathered numbered in the hundreds and something marvelous occurred, they all fused into one great beast.
His mind, the most sharp, and keen took control of the new body and thus began his life as the largest of the evolutionary tree, the Gillian. He knew what he had to do. Still climb to the top, he started to feed on that level of hollow. Feeding and killing everything that got close to him. After another 50 or so years he became what he is now. The mid class of the Menos. His form, he loved it. He liked how he looked.
Over time he began to master his new abilities, using them to control and deceive through fear other Hollow of his level to hunt and kill so he would never revert to the state of Gillian. And when the time came and their usefulness ran out, they too would die at the hands of another pawn or his Vanidad Bola.
Gender: Male
Age: 835
Faction: Hollow
Rank: Adjuchas
Reiatsu Color: Lime Green
Reiatsu Aura: The feeling of Deceit
Appearance:
Maulero stands up right on his two feet, Hunched slightly over. His body at full height is a mer 5'3", and has very little muscle. His skin is embedded with thin lines, giving his body a look of leather armor, his hollow hole residing at the midpoint of his collarbone. On each hand he has pointed, 5" long claws which are lime green in color
His hollow mask is a bit larger than the norm, it covers his face with a wicked grin and extends nearly a foot off of his scalp in the shape of two curved horns. Maulero's eyes are green.
Personality:
Maulero is much like most hollows, he's cunning, cruel and ruthless. However, killing every thing in his wake seems very foolish to him. Ever since he became a Hollow he wanted to become the top of all Hollow, but doing this he knows one must have a keen mind. So Maulero uses any one he sees, using them until they have no further use in his eyes. And then removes them, using another tool to get rid of the former.
He doesn't like to get into combat himself, as such when he knows he'll die he gets the hell out of there. In groups of hollows he is very much a coward not liking to be cornered by many people. But a one on one fight his true colors come out. Showing what he truly can do. But if he had the choice he would use people to fight for him, though once he see's an opening he'll strike.
History:
Maulero was born in Japan, he was raised as any normal child would be. He lived a some what good life for about twenty two years. He was married, Enjoyed the life had. He had no really reason to hate his life. He has friends and family what loved him. He loved his life nothing he could really name he disliked.
One day he was killed coming home. It was a normal day, the person who killed him he didn't now who or why. He was bound to that spot, unable to move for some reason. Upset with his death he started to scream out in rage. Why he was killed and why he had to die. His chain of fate started to eat away from itself. Until it reached its end. He was turned from a man into a beast.
He became a hollow and using animal instincts found his way to his new home. After a time he forgot who he used to be and slowly turned into a vile, power hungry creature. So his new life started, it was simple what he had to do to reach the top. He began to hunt down his own people, persuading them to join him. Using them to kill his own kind, feeding on the flesh of other hollow types like him self. Eventually the flock of Hollow he gathered numbered in the hundreds and something marvelous occurred, they all fused into one great beast.
His mind, the most sharp, and keen took control of the new body and thus began his life as the largest of the evolutionary tree, the Gillian. He knew what he had to do. Still climb to the top, he started to feed on that level of hollow. Feeding and killing everything that got close to him. After another 50 or so years he became what he is now. The mid class of the Menos. His form, he loved it. He liked how he looked.
Over time he began to master his new abilities, using them to control and deceive through fear other Hollow of his level to hunt and kill so he would never revert to the state of Gillian. And when the time came and their usefulness ran out, they too would die at the hands of another pawn or his Vanidad Bola.
