[hider=Howdya work these things...][CENTER][COLOR=SLATEGRAY][B]C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L[/B][/COLOR][h1][color=red][b]H E L L B O Y[/b][/color][/h1][hr] [img]http://www.pngmart.com/files/2/Hellboy-PNG-Free-Download.png[/img][h3][sup][sub][color=red] A N U N G U N R A M A [color=gold]♦[/color] O C C U L T H U N T E R [color=gold]♦[/color] T R A V E L I N G [color=gold]♦[/color] I N D E P E N D E N T [/color][/sub][/sup][/h3][img]IMAGE/BANNER[/img] [/CENTER][COLOR=red][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR] [CENTER][sup][color=yellow]”Haven't I killed you already."[/color][/sup][/CENTER] [INDENT][INDENT][i]For this version of Hellboy I don't want him to be attached to the BPRD, able to explore his own story without being held back because of government blowback. With no government to him back, the entire world of mythology and occult stories will be open to explore. While I love the character itself Hellboy gives me the opportunity to explore different stories from the occult and myths from around the world. I intend to start with the classic versions of monsters (vampires, werewolves and the like) while eventually moving into more obscure stories such as yokai, German myths and of course good ol' Cthulu. [/i][/indent][/indent] [COLOR=red][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT][i]To put it simply Hellboy is going to be hunted and haunted. This version I have in mind is some years after the death of Professor Bruttenholm and his subsequent defection from the BPRD. The now Chief Manning is finally able to hunt down the biggest threat to humanity. Now being the hunted instead of the hunter Hellboy has do deal with not having the government backing he used to, but his once comrades are now hunting him. While all this is hitting the proverbial fan, Hellboy is also dealing with the loss of his adoptive father. Professor Broom was the only person who saw the potential for good in him and strove for him to be treated as a normal human child. His unconditional and unfailing love is what made him the man he is today. With his death this teetering vilgiante will now live with the fact that he couldn't save his father. It's these two components that I want to explore. To discover the emotions that someone in these conditions would feel. [/i][/indent][/indent] [COLOR=red][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT][i] [list] [*][b]Director Tom Manning[/b] - the current director of the BPRD. Manning has never liked or trusted Hellboy and with his defection from the organization he has turned him into public enemy number one. A stuffy bureaucratic type, Manning has never been outside of an office and frequently over looks the work of field agents, especially non-human agents. [*][b]Roger the Homunculus[/b] - an agent of the BPRD. Roger was discovered by Hellboy and his team in Romania several years prior and is now a leader of the team that Hellboy led. While he and Hellboy had an amicable relationship, Roger's dedication to his job has put the two at odds. Roger believes that when captured Hellboy will be reinducted to the organization, something that Hellboy knows better. [*][b]Abe Sapien[/b] - Hellboy's closest friend, this fish-man helps Hellboy as much as possible within the BPRD. Sharing the same sentiment towards Professor Bruttenholm, Hellboy even looked at Abe like a brother and was crushed when he chose to stay. [*][b]Liz Sherman[/b] - the love of his life, Liz is an exceptionally talented pyrokenetic who has been the on again off again romance in his life. At the time of his defection Liz and Hellboy had an explosive confrontation reguarding Broom and Manning's cold and callous nature about the whole thing caused a split in their relationship. Now they have to face each other as enemies...something neither are prepared to do. [/list] [/i][/indent][/indent] [COLOR=red][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]S A M P L E P O S T:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][hider=Post][center] [img]https://img00.deviantart.net/5dcb/i/2015/124/0/a/hellboy_title_by_dangamer23-d8s5x3i.png[/img][/center] [CENTER][H2][b][color=red] A F A T H E R ' S L O V E [/color][/b][/H2][/CENTER] [Color=GOLD][INDENT][B][SUP]C H A P T E R 2: T H E M Y S T E R Y D E E P E N S [SUB][H3][/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][INDENT] [sup][COLOR=SILVER] November [SUP]12th[/SUP], 2017 - 19:05 | Troll Market - Brooklyn Bridge, New York[/COLOR][/sup][/INDENT][/COLOR] [INDENT] The Troll Market was a bit more than he was expecting, the sights and sounds were just about more than he was expecting. Creatures that were only heard of in fairy tales permeated the crowded area as the shrill clicks and whistles of other languages assaulted his ears. What struck [color=red]Hellboy[/color] the most, however, was the fact that no one looked at him disdain or fear or hatred. It was as if they simply expected him to be among them a feeling that almost made him uneasy to think on. Humans simply run in fear or believe him to be some sort of, if not the actual Devil. The screeching uttering of the goblin language interrupted his thoughts as [color=red]Hellboy[/color] gathered his mind on the task at had...now where was that book store?[/INDENT] [Color=GOLD][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3] 5 6 Y E A R S E A R L I E R [/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][INDENT][sup] [COLOR=SILVER]December 14[SUP]tH[/SUP], 1961- 08:19 | Bureau of Paranormal Research and Defense (Chapel) New Jersey[/COLOR][/sup] [/INDENT][/COLOR] [INDENT] Of all the things that had been built in this dark underground hole this chapel was the one thing that Father insisted be built within this concrete prison. He said that if we were to fight evil then we must have the presence of God in everything that we do. At the moment there were only Father and himself sitting down going through the daily prayers [color=red]Hellboy[/color] looked up at the figure of the hanging Jesus and couldn't help but feel slightly uneasy about it. He had seen the way the soldiers looked at him whenever they so happened to catch a glance or hear the things they would say about him. He must have been too long out of prayer when the stern but gentle voice of Father scolded him, [color=gold]"[color=red]Hellboy[/color], God is not one have His prayers unfinshed. Why have you stopped?"[/color] The pause quickly became long and uncomfortable as[color=red]Hellboy[/color] slowly turned to his father, [color=red]"[color=gold]Father[/color], am I the Devil?"[/color] The genuine shock on Professor Brooms face actually caught him by surprise. One would think that having a child that looked like he did would raise the question a bit sooner than it did with the professor. [color=gold]"No [color=red]Hellboy[/color], you are not the Devil! Who on earth would put such a terrible thought in your head?[/color] [color=red]"I see the way the soldiers look at me and I can hear they say. They think that I am some sort of monster...I didn't do anything to them. Why do they hate me?"[/color] As hard as he tried to stop them tears began streaming down the crimson childs face and a sob built itself from a whimper as Professor Broom quickly embraced his ward in a tight hug. [color=gold]"[color=red]Hellboy[/color] people hate what they do not understand and fear what cannot be explained. We all have the choice to be the boogeyman in the scary stories, but if you truly believe yourself to be good then you let your actions make them see. All you need to concern yourself with is that God has a plan and purpose for you and that I love you very much my son."[/color] Hearing the Professor call him his son was the last straw, as [color=red]Hellboy[/color] broke down into uncontrollable sobbing. He never missed a service after that day...taking what his father said to heart. God must have a plan...he simply must. [/indent] [Color=GOLD][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3] P R E S E N T[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][INDENT][sup] [COLOR=SILVER]November 12[SUP]tH[/SUP], 2017- 19:20 |Ellowyn's Tomes - Troll Market, New York[/COLOR][/sup] [/INDENT][/COLOR] It took him longer than he would have like but he found the place. The store front looked ramshackled and disheveled and it didn't seem like a place that one would find what he is looking for. A small bell atop the door lightly rung as his massive stone hand pushed opened the door. An elderly elven man stepped from the back room and he stopped for a moment taking in the odd sight of his odd looking customer. [color=blue]"Welcome to Ellowyn's Tome is there something that I can help you with?[/color] [color=red]"Yeh, I'm lookin' for a certain book. I hear your tha' man to talk to 'bout books."[/color] A slightly raised eyebrow over wrinkled skin showed questioning mentality, [color=blue]"Well I do run a shop dedicated to tomes?[/color] [color=red]"Ever heard about the [color=green]Ogdru Hem[/color]?"[/color][/hider] [COLOR=red][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]P O S T C A T L O G:[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT][i][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4871101]A Father's Love[/url][/i][/indent][/indent][/hider]