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Post by Simon Tulon on Sept 3, 2018 20:55:50 GMT
| | Simon Tulon | | Motor Oil...Tasty... | Filthy Mcnasty || Male || Pollutionsexual
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Simon is a guy who looks like what a hobo king should look like. Dirty and unkempt, smelly and frankly extremely awful to be around. He stands around 5'10, and his actual hair color? Who knows. Not even he knows, what with how long its been since he's had a shower. That could have been centuries ago. His skin has the texture of a rotten banana peel, and his clothes consist of whatever he finds, steals, or loots off of someone he's killed. He's got putrid green eyes, and rotten looking teeth (With an equally disgusting breath to match). Though he may look somewhat...famished, with a body that looks more like a twig, but he's surprisingly strong, and bears a muscular physique behind the dirty rags, pins and needles. On his back, Simon carries a steel garbage can, complete with a latching lid. Inside, he keeps all sorts of goodies. Revulting, vomit-inducing goodies, but goodies none the less. Garbage of all kinds, used, dirty needles, broken bottles, etc.
PERSONALITY
The Trash Man is a curious creature, often finding himself investigating things just to see how he can fuck them up. His mission--his one, singular goal in his life, is to pollute the absolute fuck out of the world. All clean sources of drinking water will be unfit for consumption, garbage will litter the cities, nation parks will be vandalized, and all life will suffer. The air will me choked with chemicals and smog, and irradiated water will burn the landscape. Yes. Simon is this level of crazy. He doesn't like people, in fact, he hates everyone. Okay, he hates everything, and even more so, cleanliness and order. He lives to spread the chaos of a contaminated world. The only thing that would make him not want to shank you with a shiny piece of metal was if you helped him in his cause in some form or another. Other than that, you're dead kiddo. One of the few things that Simon does enjoy thoroughly, are the Golden Oldies. Something about that time, about that music, actually makes him happier than filling a pond with a street's worth of septic tanks. If he isn't so jovial when up to his nefarious tricks, he is elated when singing the old songs. He's the kind of guy that if you give him an inch, he'll take a whole god damn country. He isn't to be trusted by anyone, not even other Bounts.
HISTORY
Oh this is a shit show for sure
So the Soul Society fucks up, right? Right. Simon was one of the souls who just kinda appeared when the thing went down. And his being came to be during the year Charles the Eighth died. No, he had nothing to do with the guy, but France was probably going to go to shit regardless. He was found by some peasant farmers in France who took him in. They were decent folks, but Simon doesn't remember their names. He DOES know their last name, Tulon, because well thats his god damn name. That, and his adoptive foster-father liked to make creepy ass dolls and puppets that came to life. And killed people for him. Now the little quaint village wasn't exactly rich, and most of them hated the Tulons because well, stupid rich noble people liked to buy Old Man Tulon's dolls. Simon didn't care for the craft, but was pretty good at making them. What he hated doing was cleaning, and so to keep from doing that kind of lame work, he helped tend to local livestock. Something about the gritty feeling of being dirty was...exquisite. Not only that, but he also found that eating souls was a thing, but he didn't just eat them. True to whatever people referred to his kind as, Simon went full Nosferatu and drained his victims of blood too. The sick ones tasted so...damn good, too. Old Man Tulon didn't mind, something about the occult. Whatever. OMT rambled on about a lot of shit.
So years came and went, yada yada whatever, the Soul Society realizes "Oh shit we need to try and KILL the things we made. Again." And how did Simon survive this? Well, not even Simon remembers correctly. Truth of the matter is, he wasn't exactly in a high population area and he didn't clump together with other Bount because he didn't know what he was at the time. Not like that'd matter. His foster folks were nice, and he didn't murderdrain them because they gave him a bed and seemed to genuinely care for him. Later in his life when he learned about what the Gotei had done, it served as a valuable lesson. Don't be stupid when you're wanted. Stay low, stay quiet, and hopefully all the bullshit will just blow right over.
More years passed, and eventually some petty assholes from his home went up and straight murdered the Tulons. Except for Simon, of course, who proceeded to torture those people for around a week straight once he found them. Old Man and Old Woman Tulon were taken out when Simon wasn't around, and OMT's awesome collection were looted, and sold. To this day, they're still highly valuable collections scattered across the world, and Simon will one day look to get them back.
As for Dirty Harry himself, well, he lived life like he knew how. Doing the worst, most disgusting jobs no one else wanted because he just liked it. He saw the world go to shit, and at one point in time could appreciate the beautiful landscapes of nature. But what did his foodsource do to it? They fucked it up. Time and time again. "Progress" came at the cost of natural preservation. Wars happened, the atomic fucking bombs happened, and it pissed Simon off so much that he decided if the filthy humies were going to ruin the only planet they called home, he might as well speed along the fucking process. His own power source, his doll (Funny, all things considered), manifested around this time. It came to him in the form of an amulet, and seemed to not just be one single entity. Rather, it was the embodiment of corruption split into five sub-personalities, Big Tobacco, Hefty, Miss Mire, and Alpha Reduvii. Where there is Air, there is Smog. Where there is Earth, there is Trash. Where there is water, there is Sludge. And where there is fire, there is Radiation...though this last "Sub Personality" seemed a little fucked up in its own right. Not that simon cared, Alpha R came off as a cool guy. Bug. Irradiated Bug....Thing.
What did these guys want from him, in order to support him with their collective strength? To do exactly what he set out to do. Bring the world down, one lake, one acre of land, one town's worth of clean air at a time. Oh, and to kill people in horrible fashions as well (Thanks Alpha R). So that's what Simon's done for a great deal of years. Oil tankers and rigs suddenly having an accident? That was Simon. Forest fires out of the blue? Simon. Randomly kicked over garbage cans? You know it was Simon. Two towers in a big city getting blown up and IRONICALLY SOME ASSHOLES DECIDING TO HAVE THE SAME FUCKING PLAN BUT WITH FLYING MACHINES?! Random nuclear power plant meltdowns? Yeah...Yeah that was Simon.
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Post by Simon Tulon on Sept 3, 2018 20:56:05 GMT
| BATTLE SKILLS Maximum of four Battle Skill techniques in addition to Doll Techs. Can be Reishi Techniques, Soul Absorption, Hand-to-Hand and Weapon Skill. All max Tier III.Name: Class: Tier: Type: Range:Description:Name: Class: Tier: Type: Range:Description:Name: Class: Tier: Type: Range:Description:Name: Class: Tier: Type: Range:Description:ITEMS Idk Simon doesn't have much besides his trash can thats filled with trash and sloshing, gross liquid. If you open it, you're going to vomit. If you drink it, you're probably going to die.. One thing to note is Simon keeps a loooot of hypodermic needles in there, which he uses for combat purposes.REIATSU FEATURES Uhhhh IDK if Bounts actually have this or not, but it might just be the way he smells or it might be his Reiatsu. But its disgusting. Like, really god damn gross. Eye-watering, "Oh shit I'm going to throw up all over myself" disgusting. In color, its similar to his eyes. Swirling, putrid greens that dont dance like flames, but sloshes around like an over-filled toilet trying to be worked on. ZEIGE DICH |
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SEALED FORM Großer Verderber (Great Corruptor) is an amulet worn around Simon's neck. The thick chains look corroded and dirty, like if one were to touch them, the person's fingers would come back dirtied. The Amulet itself looks to be made from silver, but it tarnished and covered in a thin, pestilent, green film. It is in the shape of an archaic bio-hazard symbol. At the center are five faded gemstones, a Cuprite, Lapis Lazuli, Serpentine and Hematite. At the points of connection, these are warped together, creating a three-pointed piece with adjoining, empty sockets
DOLL PERSONALITY Okay. With five different personalities of corruption, there is one common thing between them: Make it dirty, make it gross, and make sure its lethal. Big Tobacco wants the pollution of air, but is generally the more laid back and one of friendliest of the four. Hefty is also rather jovial in nature, but wants the spread of trash and refuse. Miss Mire, however, is a complete 180. She's cryptic, menacing, cunning, cold and calculated. She desires the corruption of all clean waters. Alpha Reduvii is sinister, and completely murderous. All it wants is for the irradiation and contamination of everything.
DOLL MANIFESTATION DOLL APPEARANCE a big giant sludge thing, WIP
DOLL ABILITIES Maximum of four techniques in addition to Battle Skills. Max Tier IV.
Name: Body of Ichor
Class: Supplementary/Offensive
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Something something hazardous waste water and turning into a gross, toxic puddle. Can store this gross stuff in hypodermic needles for some fun stabby action
Name: Trash Compactor
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You're gunna get Garra'd but with soiled baby diapers to death.
Name: Tainted Air
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Emission of toxic air? Strangle people's lungs? Choke some bitches out?
Name: CentiBomb
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Radioactive goo-bomb that explodes with shit like maybe bedbugs or something. Maybe they bite down on the enemy if they can, and then THEY EXPLODE TOO! MERGING
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