Here's a sheet for the character I'm thinking of playing should the RP come to fruition. 

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[b]Name:[/b] Robert (Robbie) Robichaux
[b]State:[/b] Witness
[b]Personality:[/b] Robbie is a pretty serious little guy. Although he likes playing and socializing like most kids, he's quieter and less energetic, and seemingly more thoughtful than most. He never throws tantrums and seldom complains, but sometimes seems depressed. He loves baseball (both participating in Little League and attending professional sports games) and both his parents, but especially his dad, who's always hardworking and genuine and wants to spend time with Robbie. He's got somewhat low self worth and doesn't want to feel like a burden, especially his mother, who sometimes makes him feel that way. Robbie's unusually aware of his family's financial state (in large part due to his mom's bemoaning) and is appreciative of what he's got, idolizing his dad as his role-model. Although he's fond of his sister and would like to spend time with her, her independent eagerness to escape and strike out on her own leads her to look down on Robbie, so they're not terribly close. His current goals are to take care of his sister, find his mom, and wait for his dad to return.
[b]Appearance:[/b] Originally, Robbie was a fairly ordinary seven-year-old boy of Cajun descent, slightly heavy set, with thick curly dark brown hair that resists his mom's best attempts to comb it, and often ends up beneath a baseball cap of the Baton Rouge Rougarou. He wears glasses with thin black rims that he hopes make him look stylish instead of nerdy, and likes wearing baseball jerseys over simple white or green t-shirts along with nylon athletic shorts or pants, usually black or blue. He's got a lot of moles that he insists are freckles.

Once Cursed, [url=https://i.imgur.com/82RJGNa.png]Robbie[/url] mutated and changed dramatically, growing to seven feet tall. His skin became a mottled and rubbery dark purple, stretched over extended bones. Now hunched over, his upper body is a mass of corded muscular flesh, with half a dozen tentacles of varying length and dexterity. A few glazed-over cephalopod eyes peer dully from recesses between the limbs. His head protrudes from the front of this mass, a cowl of flesh over a gaping maw lined with small, razor-sharp teeth, with five small white eyes that glow in the dark. His tentacles are covered in tiny nematocysts like the tentacles of jellyfish. If the tentacles tense the tiny needles extend to inject venom, which can cause muscular paralysis and eventually heart stoppage if enough is administered. If the needles break, they must regrow over the course of a couple hours before they can sting again.
[b]Biography:[/b] The son of Ed and Cheryl Robichaux. He has an older sister, Millicent (everyone calls her Millie), who's nine. His dad, who grew up in a poorer part of Louisiana as the second-oldest son of four siblings. As a youngster he loved motorcycles, black leather, and punk rock. Now he works long hours at the Baton Rouge Refinery and is exhausted all the time, rarely able to do more after a hard day's work than tousle his kids' hair, then sink into the couch in front of the sports channel with a beer in his hand. When he can, though, Ed does take Robbie to professional baseball games. Robbie himself attends little league, driven to practice and games by his mom. His mom was a rebellious creative from a middle-class family out of state, who dropped out of art school to avoid excessive student debt and worked as a waitress until she had kids. Bored and unsatisfied as a stay-at-home mom in a poor family, she occupied herself with TV and various social clubs. His parents' relationship is a little strained, not loveless, but limited by their lack of time for one another and definitely without the spark when it was them against the world. The family's current goal, initiated by Ed, is to save up enough to travel to Florida for a family vacation.

On September 29th, Ed had already woken up early and driven off to the plant to work. The kids got up, showered and were sleepily eating their cereal, as their mom prepared their school lunches in monotonous routine. When the early morning light turned strange outside, and the streets filled with screams and crashes, all three shrank away from the window blinds. Outside, a certain scream continued to get louder and more distorted, becoming a chorus of horrible roars, until [url=https://i.imgur.com/TJN0gmH.png]something massive[/url] slumped against the building, breaking through the window. As the kids, huddled together in fear, began to change, with [url=https://i.imgur.com/PwFROlx.png]Millie's transformation[/url] even more horrible than Robbie's, Cheryl screamed, ran through the door, and disappeared down the hall.
[b]Talents:[/b][list][*]Constriction - there's surprising strength in Robbie's tentacles when it comes to gripping, pulling, and crushing
[*]Venom - the nematocysts in Robbie's tentacles can deliver paralyzing stings. With a high enough dose, victims -even monstrous ones- can suffer heart stoppage. Venom is more effective on smaller targets, and less effective on larger ones (or ones with redundant organs)
[*]Throw/Catch - considering his young age, Robbie is pretty good at throwing and catching baseballs (or baseball-sized objects). Surprisingly, this extends to his tentacles, so if given the chance he can perform a mean sextuple pitch
[*]Batting Proficiency - Robbie knows just how to swing a baseball bat and hit hard[/list][/hider]