Post by Teh Donut on Feb 24, 2007 7:21:24 GMT -5
Name: Donut
Age: 1d10+18
Race: Undoubtedly human (NASCAR! )
Gender: Hopefully male
Eyes: greyish-green in the left, greyish-blue in the right
Hair: a light brown
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Power Level: High-tier Medium
Personality: Semi-random and demi-insane...he's pretty normal except for the occasional off-topic exclamation and the speaking with the likingness of HYPERactivityish squirels...otherwise, he's pretty quiet.
Appearance: Pretty normal...wears some beige cargo pants with DEEP pockets, dirty white sneakers (one of which has a busted seam), a read and grey plaid long sleeve shirt worn open with a white undershirt, thin glasses, a pndant with a small 3-inch sword...and grey sweatpants worn like a beanie cap over his ragged shoulder-length hair.
Weapons: Who-boy...
Launcher Cannon: A bazooka-sized shoulder fired Howitzer Cannon that fires stuff from it, hidden in his right pocket. Nothing specific, just stuff...sometimes stuff that explodes, sometimes squishy stuff, sometimes stuff that nobody knows what it is...
Bouncy-ball of Fun: From his left pocket; everytime it bounces against something after being thrown, a shower of something heavy rains down upon the general area of the bouncing ball. There seems to be no end to his supply.
Circular Metal Thing: Also called CMT, this 3-inch diameter metal disk is worn as a belt buckle until used, at which point it is ripped off and jabbed into the sword/amulet at his neck, transforming him into...Pie Guy! (The same exact outfit, but with a pie-tin mask...damn you Homer...)
Powers: None, until he becomes Pie Guy!
Pies of Justice: Get it? Justice? he's chaotic...aw, nevermind. Able to form random pies of abnormally large size and fling them like energy blasts at opponents. They're just normal pies, but every so often one happens to be his Special Explosive Pie, capable of an equivalent explosive force to several tons of C-4. Ouch.
He can also fling super-sticky pie filling by flailing his arms in the general direction fo the bad guys.
Weaknesses: Milk. Oh! And it's not really a good idea to combine him with sugar or caffeine...which is too bad...'cause it's all he eats...
Age: 1d10+18
Race: Undoubtedly human (NASCAR! )
Gender: Hopefully male
Eyes: greyish-green in the left, greyish-blue in the right
Hair: a light brown
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Power Level: High-tier Medium
Personality: Semi-random and demi-insane...he's pretty normal except for the occasional off-topic exclamation and the speaking with the likingness of HYPERactivityish squirels...otherwise, he's pretty quiet.
Appearance: Pretty normal...wears some beige cargo pants with DEEP pockets, dirty white sneakers (one of which has a busted seam), a read and grey plaid long sleeve shirt worn open with a white undershirt, thin glasses, a pndant with a small 3-inch sword...and grey sweatpants worn like a beanie cap over his ragged shoulder-length hair.
Weapons: Who-boy...
Launcher Cannon: A bazooka-sized shoulder fired Howitzer Cannon that fires stuff from it, hidden in his right pocket. Nothing specific, just stuff...sometimes stuff that explodes, sometimes squishy stuff, sometimes stuff that nobody knows what it is...
Bouncy-ball of Fun: From his left pocket; everytime it bounces against something after being thrown, a shower of something heavy rains down upon the general area of the bouncing ball. There seems to be no end to his supply.
Circular Metal Thing: Also called CMT, this 3-inch diameter metal disk is worn as a belt buckle until used, at which point it is ripped off and jabbed into the sword/amulet at his neck, transforming him into...Pie Guy! (The same exact outfit, but with a pie-tin mask...damn you Homer...)
Powers: None, until he becomes Pie Guy!
Pies of Justice: Get it? Justice? he's chaotic...aw, nevermind. Able to form random pies of abnormally large size and fling them like energy blasts at opponents. They're just normal pies, but every so often one happens to be his Special Explosive Pie, capable of an equivalent explosive force to several tons of C-4. Ouch.
He can also fling super-sticky pie filling by flailing his arms in the general direction fo the bad guys.
Weaknesses: Milk. Oh! And it's not really a good idea to combine him with sugar or caffeine...which is too bad...'cause it's all he eats...