Post by thejokesonyou on Nov 13, 2009 19:47:18 GMT -5
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Character's Name:
Eros Shaquan Jones but Harley calls him puppy
Age
29
Birthday:
December 18th
Birthplace/Hometown:
Detroit, MI
Gender:
Male.
Occupation:
Body guard, henchmen, friend, consultant
Ethnicity:
Kenyan, Amazonian
Physical Profile:
- Build: Eros is, under all circumstances, a giant among men. Standing at nearly 6’9, he towers over all others and can not go unnoticed when walking down the street. Eros weighs about 390 pounds. This however, is all muscle.
- Face:Eros' face is just as fierce and threatening as the rest of him. His eyes are a deep honey brown, and are smaller then the rest of his figure. He has quite a protruding lower lip, and a larger nose, with a prominent chin.
- Complexion: Puppy’s skin is the exact shade of Hershey’s chocolate powder. It is completely flawless, and almost looks like his skin has been painted on, except for many scars; he has two large knife wounds, one just below his heart, and one in his gut. He also has a bullet wound in the side of his head, and another in his calf. When his skin is exposed, it is obvious that he is a dangerous man.
- Style of Dress: Eros is a man who dresses with class. He is often adorned in suits, cuff-links and all, only lacking a tie. Eros enjoys a variety of colors when it comes to his wardrobe, his suits ranging from black, to pink, purple and blue, the only constant to his wardrobe is a single silver hoop earring placed in his right ear.
Personality:
Despite his dangerous and fast-tracked lifestyle, Eros is a quiet, calm, and subdued character. In Eros' mind, what you do has nothing to do with who you are and he judges people accordingly. He is a trusting man, a man who is firm and takes no rubbish. Eros is stubborn in his mannerisms, and his deep, booming voice quickly gets others to agree. Eros is not easily bought, but when he is the person has his loyalty until they are outbid. When Eros decides he likes you, though, his loyalty is a constant, and he is willing to put up with tons to help you. He is very defensive when it comes to those he chooses to befriend. He is bold, but knows his place when it comes to his work and often does not get involved in the personal lives of his employers or coworkers, and he is usually very good at separating business and personal life.
When it comes to hobbies, Eros is an experienced man. His favorite past time is baking, and he finds this very calming, especially after a night on the job. His apartment is always filled with the smell of freshly baked bread and chocolate chip cookies. He also enjoys playing the trumpet. However, he is terrible at it, but if he is told this he becomes increasingly angry, and thus, increasingly dangerous. Another hobby of his is dancing. He enjoys jazz and swing, though he does dabble in other types.
What Side Is Your Character On?
It all depends on who offers him more money.
Background and History:
Eros Shaquan Jones was born to a single woman named Shari in the cold month of December. Eros had a relatively inconsequential childhood, growing up with all of the normal fears of youth in Detroit. At the age of twelve, Eros hit his first growth spurt, towering over the rest of his classmates, and several teachers. This caused the other children to either fear or ridicule him, making it increasingly difficult for the young boy to find friends outside the group he had already established. So, when at the age of fourteen, when the other boys joined up with a local gang, so did Eros.
Any Special Abilities?
Besides being the largest man you’ve ever met, no.
Pets:
A rather fluffy kitten named Cuddles. Also, he finds himself taking care of Bud and Lou way too often.
Name of Play By:
Michael Clarke Duncan
Example Role Play:
She was laughing again. It wasn't the bubbly, giggly laugh that filled up the room when she was excited. It was the other laugh. The kind of laugh that only happened after the Joker had kicked her out again, which usually meant a broken arm, a bloody lip or something worse. Eros let out a sigh as he answered the door, still in his apron and ovenmits; Isley must be in Arkham again. That would be the only reason she would show up at his apartment at two in the morning. Even if she was a murdering psychopath, she usually did have manners.
"Little Miss Harlequin, you do realize I have a life besides taking care of your sorry ass?" It came out before he had time to stop it and he winced at the bruises on her face. She was miserable, it was obvious especially through the black eye and the busted lip beneath her halo of lightly colored curls.
"Oh, puppy, don't be so melodramatic. I just need a place to stay for the night is all."
With a slur in her voice, it was obvious that she was drunk as she tripped, nearly crawling through the door of his apartment. Eros couldn't help but to roll his eyes. It was cliche. This was his life, taking care of scrawny little white bitches who didn't know their place. Or weren't smart enough to know when to keep quiet when it meant saving their own ass. And then they just had to drag him in on it...
But still, with silent dedication, Eros set her broken wrist, and bandaged her open wounds. He listened as the noises the girl made go from sobs to stifled sniffles.
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