Another one.

[color=ed1c24]Character accepted Via PM's[/color]

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[color=f7976a]Real Name:[/color] Hallvardur Storstrand 
[color=f7976a]Nickname(s):[/color] "Not You Again"
[color=f7976a]Villain Name:[/color] Potluck
[color=f7976a]Villain: [/color]Cooking up some VILLAINY!
[color=f7976a]Gender:[/color] Male
[color=f7976a]Age:[/color] 26
[color=f7976a]Appearance:[/color] 
Potluck is a large man in stature and size. He stands around 6ft 3in and weighs enough to be qualified as a super-heavyweight by definition. Powerful muscle ripples under his bulky frame, well hidden by his fat and baggy clothing. His skin is tanned from the sun and his hair is the color of fire, his green eyes often sparkle with emotion, and he tends to smell like cooked food. Potluck wears a white shirt, covered by a white apron, with only pants that vary by color, bagginess, or appearance. The aprons he wear are often slightly discolored from age and use. A huge cooking pot strung up by ropes, the size of which could likely hoist anchors, is almost always being carried by Potluck, along with a butcher's cleaver that is comically oversized. Sometimes the cleaver is changed out for a large fork of even bigger size.

[color=f7976a]Sexuality:[/color] 
[s]Culinary![/s] Heterosexual

[color=f7976a]Weapon(s):[/color] 
Cook Pot, Giant Fork, Giant Meat Cleaver

[color=f7976a]Main Power:[/color]
[color=f6989d]- Cursed Culinary -[/color] There are bad chefs, there are terrible chefs, and then there are chefs so bad that their cooking seems to be malicious. Potluck can combine any random ingredients in his Cursed Cook Pot and summon fourth a random conglomeration of those items in the form of a semi-sentient beast. Wither or not the beasts do what he tells them to seems to be based on what items go into the pot. Their powers vary based on spices, flavors, ingredients, and cook time.

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Sub Power: [/color]
[color=f6989d]- Slime-like Sweat -[/color] Potluck is sweating so much near constantly that he seems to have built up a very mild resistance to fire based attacks. Somehow. The sweat is a weirdly slime like, oily, substance that can be evaporated with effort but reeks and... wait... is he using it as a secret ingredient? [i]GROSS.[/i]

[color=f6989d]- Strong -[/color] Potluck is as strong as a power-lifter. He's able to haul around that giant cook pot with ease. While it's not abnormal strength by any means, it's definitely above average for a man that cooks all day. Truth is, he's very much into power lifting on his off time-- helps him blow off steam.

[color=f6989d]- Heavy - [/color]Less a power and more a matter of fact. Potluck is very heavy. (330lbs for precision)

[color=f7976a]Personality:[/color]
Usually in a happy, somewhat jolly mood, Potluck's whole demeanor changes when he is upset. He's sensitive, short fused, and his temper is horrendously explosive. That being said, Potluck calms down just as quickly, and tends to forgive easily unless, of course, his cooking was insulted. He laughs just as much as he rages just as much as he cries. He has an undying sense of hope and determination that is the very root cause of all his troubles-- Potluck doesn't know the meaning of the words "give up." Potluck is extremely extroverted and wants everyone he meets to try his food! Please! Like it!!

[color=f7976a]History:[/color]
Gentle Hallvurdur wanted to be a chef since he was a little boy. He spent years of cooking, baking, frying, and reading up on the culinary arts. Unfortunately, none of this could help the fact that he had no skill, no sense of taste, and absolutely no talent. Hallvurdur can't even manage to toast a slice of bread properly. With everyone calling his cooking terrible and Hallvurdur, insisting that it was delicious,  developed resentment toward everyone, especially other chefs that told him his cooking was bad. He's grew into an angry man, a sad man, but not a man without hope that someone somewhere will find his cooking delicious! All he wants is recognition of his talents and he will stop at nothing to get it. 

Hallvurdur has traveled the world, cooking food, having people try it, getting rejected, then becoming so angry that he attacks those people, then promptly leaves town. The cycle repeats endlessly. Now he's come to Metropolis...

[color=f7976a]Reason for Becoming a Villain:[/color] ... with a reputation that preceded him. The Voodoo man found Hallvurdur and offered him a gift-- a magical pot that would cook delicious meals that would earn the admiration and respect of anyone that sampled the food. With his magical pot in hand, Hallvurdur took the moniker "Potluck" as his new name, based on his cooking style, and has been convinced not to ever give up on making the people of Metropolis like his food. He'll do it by force if he has to, accompanied by the beasts summoned from the pot as his assistants.

[color=f7976a]Other:[/color] 
[color=f6989d]- Instant Anger -[/color] Insult Potluck's food for 100% aggro pull. Hope you brought a tank and a healer to this raid! Keep insulting him and he may end up crying, actually.

[color=f6989d]- Actually Helpless - [/color]If disarmed, Potluck is absolutely unable to retaliate other than wild flailing-- he's not combat trained in the least. Of course, that being said, he does know that swinging a thing really hard will hurt someone. If he punches he'll probably break his wrist, though.
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[color=ed1c24]Accepted via PM![/color]