Name: Exosus "Oz" Inimicus Periculum
Name Pronunciation: X-oz-us I-knee-me-cuss Pay-ree-coo-loom
Sex: Male
Age: He stopped taking note after around age 12, he figures he has to
be
around 18
Birthday: November 25th if he remembers correctly
Blood Type: AB/Unknown
Fav. Food: Anything with meat
Fav. Color: Red
Fav. Animal: rabbit (they're delicious)
Fav. Stone: Golden Topaz
Hobbies: Brawls, eating, intimidating people, eating, being loud,
getting
exercise, shopping for new clothes (he needs them ALOT)
Likes: brute force, strength, meat, women, simplicity, winning,
brawling,
things or people who are as wild and loud as he is, using his Rhomphaia
(a
weapon consisting of a long shaft with a severely curved blade at the
end.
Think of a weapon in the shape of a shepards crook with the blade on
the
underside of the curved part.)
Dislikes: goody-goody's, his cursed form, losing, people who only pay
attention to him when he's in his cursed form, vegetables, magic
Has Trouble With: Using his head (he's not the brightest guy),
formulating
plans (his plans don't go much past 'go in and beat people up'), magic
(he
pretty much hates magic), finesse, losing (he's not a very good loser),
being
calm
Strengths: He's like an ox, lots of physical strength and very durable.
He
has lots of morale because he's kinda crazy, meaning that even he's
fighting
and his side is losing he won't run because he's too consumed with
hurting as
many people as quickly as possible. Very loyal and has a strong sence
of
honor. His cursed form can sometimes be considered a strength. He can
also
run very fast...
Weaknesses: Riddles, puzzles and anything else requiring much thought
go
right over his head. He's got a soft spot for children and he has a
TERRIBLE
memory. He can't cast magic and never wants to. His cursed form can
sometimes be considered a weakness. Can't stay in his cursed form for
too
long, it's like flexing a muscle, eventually he gets tired and he
"relaxes"
into his normal form. While he can run very fast he can't move out of
the
way of stationary objects such as trees very well...
Dreams/Goals: To be famous and hopefully to one day be able to eat a
Unicorn,
he heard they're quite tasty with the proper marinade...and to get rid
of the
blasted curse
Family: Father - Securis (Unknown current location, presumed alive),
Mother -
Sanitas (Unknown current location, presumed dead), Grandfather -
Preliator
(Same, presumed alive)
Special Skills: Using the Rhomphaia, amazing physical strength, very
durable/able to take large amounts of damage. He also has his own
fighting
style which mostly consists of bar room brawling and several types of
grapple
moves. His defining power is his ability to shift into his cursed form
when
he lets the "beast" take over his actions because of his anger. This
alternate form is that of a werehedgehog (O.o;;). At this point he
gains a
very useful set of sharp teeth, strong jaws, amazingly powerful legs,
heightened sences and a large mane of quills that start at his hair
line and
end at his lower back. He has the ability to dislodge and "fire" his
quills
at an opponent with incredible velocity. If disarmed of his Rhomphaia
he can
actually tear quills from his mane and use them as long bladed dirks.
He has
somewhat accelerated healing in either form, nothing like broken bones
mending right before his eyes, but most cuts and bruises would be gone
in a
day.
Place Born: Near Latito as he recalls
Lives Now: Where ever he deems is a good place to set up camp.
Crush/Boyfriend/Girlfriend: none at the moment, but a girlfriend would
be
nice to have around...as long as he doesn't have to spend too much
money
(O.o;)
Appearance: In his normal form he's a pretty large and sturdy
individual. He
stands at around 5'11 and weighs a good 180lbs. He has relitively
light
skin, long, firey bright red hair with short spikey bangs, bright green
eyes,
large forearms and thick, powerful legs. His wardrobe consists of a
green
metal band that keeps his hair in a ponytail, a dark purple surcoat
with a
faded green sash that drapes down across his chest and clasps at his
right
shoulder with a dark shadowstone. Dark blue leggings, dark grey belt,
and
sandle-like open toed shoes that lace up his calves. In his cursed
werehedgehog form he gains some mass, standing at 6'1 and weighing what
has
to be close or over 200 pounds (the quills add alot of weight). He has
brown
fur with a light underbelly, sharp teeth and a huge mane of 12-16 inch
quills
which range from brown to pitch black in color. The only thing that he
retains is his strangely out of place light green eyes.
Personnality: Exosus is a bit of a brute. He does alot of thinking
with his
fists because using his head takes too much time and effort. Alot of
people
would generally consider him a very wild and violent individual because
he
tends to growl alot and the only time he's truly happy is when
he's...well...angry, if that makes any sence. He likes humor and jokes
but
there's a fine line because if someone angers him he'll just punch them
in
the face...basically it's easier then discussing about how they hurt
his
delicate feelings. It's all basically a big act in the end because of
the
insecurity he has considering half the time he's a 6 foot tall
werehedgehog.
He's really afraid no one would ever love him and he's very afraid of
being
alone forever. The only time he calms down a good deal is when he's
either
too tired to be angry because of it triggering his cursed form or when
he's
around children or pretty girls.
History: From what he remembers he came from some sort of elven or
half-elven
heratige but even when he was little his entire village considered him
a
barabarian because of his size. The other kids were tall, slender and
beautiful while Exosus was thick, clumsy and brutal. His personality
reflected this and he became fond of yelling at and bullying people.
Eventually one day he yelled at the wrong person, some type of gypsy or
something he can't remember too well, but a curse was put on him that
from
that point on everytime he got very angry he would turn into...well a
giant
humanoid hedgehog and that this would wear away at him until he'd
become too
tired to be angry any longer. Needless to say it didn't work very well
because the way he thinks of it is if he can be happy while being
angry, then
he's not really angry...of course this is the logic coming from a
person who
would have trouble with a 2 sided rubics cube. His mother he doesn't
remember very well...he thinks she died of something. His father he
remembers fairly well however. He was a relitively nice guy, a produce
merchant, but he was tall and slender like the rest of the villiagers,
so he
really can't figure out where he got this "stocky" build from. Either
way
his cursed form caused him many problems within the villiage.
Eventually one
day he was having an arguement with someone which triggered the
transformation and a very unfortunate child was standing behind him at
the
time. When the quills sprouted they pierced into the child in many
places
and very nearly killed him. He was at that point exiled from the
villiage
and was even disgusted with himself, he never wanted to hurt a kid.
It's
possible that this Xanin person is the only one who might actually put
some
trust into him.