HYDE {deformed}

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Appearance:

“He is not easy to describe. There is something wrong with his appearance; something displeasing, something downright detestable. I never saw a man I so disliked, and yet I scarce know why. He must be deformed somewhere; he gives a strong feeling of deformity, although I couldn’t specify the point. He’s an extraordinary-looking man, and yet I really can name nothing out of the way. No, sir; I can make no hand of it; I can’t describe him. And it’s not want of memory; for I declare I can see him this moment.”
--Quote from "The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde"

"I looked down; my clothes hung formlessly on my shrunken limbs; the hand that lay on my knee was corded and hairy. I was once more Edward Hyde."
--Quote from "The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde"

Pure painted blood. 39in to the withers and 80lbs. The only faster thing is a cheetah. Beauty beyond belief. Sharp mind. ... The muscles rippling beneath his unusual mottled coat of red, cream, white, and pitch black while his reddish-black eyes search through your mind finding what he needs. ... He is taller than most and lean with no fat on his bones. Kept in condition year around. He gets what he wants and nothing is to stop him in any way- especially not his own body. ... Large ears for hearing over the African plains. Large paws for grasping the land as he runs. A masterpiece painted into the blood of a dog. ... Quite stunning if I may say so myself- just ask the ladies. They should give you an honest answer after he's done with them.

3 Strengths:
-Smart.
-Strong.
-Beauty.
3 Weaknesses:
-Relationships.
-Easily Addictive.
-Self-Centered.
Personality:

"I began to be aware of a change in the temper of my thoughts, a greater boldness, a contempt of danger, a solution of the bonds of obligation."
--Quote from "The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde"

"The devil is a gentleman."
--Quote from "The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde"

Racist. Sexist. My sexy little man-whore. ... A cunning little bastard that gets what he wants no matter the price. He has been in and out of death just to get what he wants. Does anybody really know his true personality because he changes it from person to person? If any, then they know that the true monster is not what most see in him.

Hyde is driven by primal desires, whether it be rage, lust, or frivolousness. He acts upon compulsion. He is a murder. He is a rapist. ... He is, plain and simply, the devil in skin and bones.

Unless your scared, come out, come out, come out to play with the big bad wolf and lets have some adult fun. I don't see why you should be scared- he is just a little dog that wants to have some fun.

You up to the challenge now?

Family Members: He is the last living descendant known of Lucifer himself- or that is what is said from most. ... Truthfully, if he didn't kill them himself, then they are lucky. ... We do not really know where or what happened to his family or pack, but lets just say that they are gone and he is the last one living and covered with their blood.
Past: Who needs a past? Not the devil himself- I am sure of it. ... But is it truly needed? He doesn't have a past. That is the problem with this question. This little masterpiece was created and I very well truly mean created and that is a plain little description. ... Weather I mean in a lab from experiments (which I doubt) or by selective breeding for generation after generation after generation for hundreds of years to acquire the perfect beast, no one will ever know.

To be honest, this is a fine little question if everyone had a past, but when it does not affect you because even the creator does not know the past, then I believe there should be leaning room.

Lets just leave it at this. He's a rag-doll living in a movie and he;ll do it like never before. He lives in the now and lives it real loud and talks about the real now. Gives it all he gots and he would never have a past if it wasn't for that.

But, if I must give his some sort of past, lets just say that he does not get easily attached to his little hot tramps and his little families are no exceptions to staying around.

Any other characters?: N/A
Chatango Username: Wolve
Contact Info: PM
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Roleplay Sample:

"We sit in the room. Your eyes no longer filled with life. You choked on your own blood by the blade of my knife.

Little girl- little girl, why were you crying? You were lying there with a halo in your hair, you were cry. There was feathers everywhere but its fine. ... Its like you did this all the time. ... Your lips were in a rusted smile- you knew this isn't me. All your wishes sank like stones down a dark and lonely well from all the words I used to sling.

I told you to just go. Go, go, go. But you stayed to go spin circles for me- wound relentlessly. Oh such torturous things! Would this be a divine tragedy?

Hello my baby- Hello my baby! How can I help what you think? Putting my life on the brink. Trust me, I've gone identity mad- isn't that bad? I could have been wholesome and I tried to be loathsome but it just didn't work out. You let me win. I was going to walk off the windowsill and you saved me and that was your last little foolish act.

Fast-forward to where I went down on you cause the clouds are marching along, just singing their song.

I look over you body laying under me. Blood in the night looks quite black as is surrounds your little white body. It was your mistake. You might have been a handsome little women, but you never thought you would amount to much and maybe that was your problem? ... Lets just say that we did have fun behind the scenes though and everybody knows but they woun't tell.

With your last breath as your lungs filled with blood and your throat bled at the edge of my knife, it seemed like you would apologize for bleeding on my clothes.

Your watermelon smiles just never ripened under water and now your over.

And now your over.

Over.

...

I get up and walk away. Leaving your cold pale body lay in the blood staining you blond hair and your pale skin to be found by the next wanderer. You should have never tried to save me.

You had the world, but now I have yours and more."

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