Doc Doctor

Ink and Blood (Empty Armor vs. Doc Doctor)

Each binding contract lasting twice as long as it too to make, certainly it would appear as if Zande had been locked into a loop. How nasty. He may have been a cannibal of flesh, but she was a cannibal of souls. He imposed his power in the physical realm and she imposed hers in the aether. They were two sides of the same coin. He could not break the loop with magic nor wiles or endurance. In fact he'd at best be able to last ten minutes like this due to the taxing effects of the Zamorak Brew. Which was why raw strength was another matter. He had that to spare.

Zande's striated muscles quivered and bulged, straining with obscene force as a continuous gout of steamy breath streamed from his gaping mouth in a long, gutteral sigh of effort, like a tea pot that hadn't quite boiled yet.
He could throttle a gorilla when in under the influence of his maddening, supernatural drug.
Forget ten minutes. Now that the headhunter had set his mind on breaking out of the binds, seconds might be all Tanya had.

Of Monsters and Men [Modern Fantasy]

Full Name: Shashous-Throth, the Magna Pater of Vermin

Age: 1,107 years. There's little way of telling if it looks its age or not.

Gender: Male

Species: Primordial Vampire

Major: Being scary as sh*t.

Appearance: A piebald monstrosity with slime slicked flesh and no hind legs. It's only limbs are two winged arms and a long, powerful tail. The middle claw on each paw is eight inches long and lethally sharp. The beast's head is mostly a jagged maw with oily, unseeing eyes on top. From snout to tail base, he is a little less than eight feet long. The tail is another eight feet. It weighs in at 800 pounds, roughly as much as a dairy cow.



Behavior: A terror from below the crust, Shashous-Throth is what one would first think of when the word "monster" comes to you in the dead of night. It makes no noise, has no mercy, and lives only to drain the blood and devour the flesh of all living things it can bind within its greasy wings. But it is shy, and it despises the light. Shashous-Throth prefers to remain in damp pitch-blackness, where no eyes can spy it and no light can fall upon it. It often lurks beneath graveyards, occasionally squirming through the wormy soil to feast upon the dead and decaying when no live meat is available. Recently, however, a certain college in Hallesdale has enticed it to venture forth on moonless evenings to seek prey both rare and delectable.

A Bit About Yourself: The Magna Pater isn't meant to be an excuse to kill off everyone's character. It's to provide a challenge that can adjust to anybody's level to provide them with some action-packed (and frightening) fun.

Hobbies/Other: Devouring the living and the dead, sleeping below the ground.

Winter's Howl (Kyro vs Doc Doctor)

Feeling playful, Gonad chucked a snowball at the back of the icy dude's head as he walked off. It seemed like an appropriate thing to do. If the ninja turned around, Gonad would be acting all innocent and (trying) to whistle.

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Power Level: Flexible
Arena: The Cavern of the Lost


Character:

The Magna Pater

Name: The Magna Pater

Aliases: Salmu Pulhu (Sumerian), Shasheuss-Throth (De Vermis Mysteriis), The Sleeper of the Clandestine

Gender: Male

Species: Elder Horror, Primeval Vampire

Lifespan: As long as it can continue drinking blood. It doesn't age when it sleeps for years in-between large meals.

Age: 1,907

Appearance: A piebald monstrosity with slime slicked flesh and no hind legs. Its only limbs are two long, winged arms and a powerful tail. It has four claws on each forepaw, with the middle one being eight inches long and capable of slicing through muscle like tissue paper. The beast's head is mostly a jagged maw with oily, unseeing eyes on top. It has a sharp, hollow tongue which can extend three feet from its mouth and act as a siphon to suck in blood. From snout to tail base, it is over eight feet long. The tail is fourteen feet. It weighs in at about two-hundred and ninety-five kilos, as much as a siberian tiger.



Abilities

~Limited flight. Due to its wingspan and body weight, it can only fly for a maximum distance of ninety meters and remain aloft for little more than a half minute.

~Ectothermic: It's body temperature adjusts to match its surroundings. It can withstand the hottest or coldest environments.

~Tremendous strength and speed.

~Keen hearing and sonar. It's echolocation has a maximum distance of 6,700 meters and can detect objects moving at half the speed of sound. Anything faster than subsonic it can detect via air pressure gradient.

~Heat pits: Can detect the heat of organisms.

~Tongue: Can draw in blood through a wound like a vaccuum. It can also squirt or spray blood and bile. The bile is not highly acidic.

~Can squeeze into any opening that it can fit its head through.

~Capable of entering a state of metabolic stasis which can last for decades. It retains spatial awareness during this "hibernation" and can awaken at will.

~Sense of smell: It can track down others thousands of kilometers away just by smelling them on the clothing of its prey.

~Intelligence: Is far more clever that it looks. Can grasp (but not speak) all languages.

~Can quickly regenerate from wounds by consuming blood and flesh. The amount of mass healed is proportionate to how much is consumed, I.E one pound of food to replace one pound of damaged tissue.

~The membrane of its wings is tougher than Kevlar.

~Its body mucous and saliva contains anticoagulant, cytotoxic, and bufotoxic properties. Those whom it bites or claws will suffer gradual necrosis, unstoppable bleeding, and fast-acting, nightmarish hallucinations.
The speed at which the bufotoxins take effect depends on how close the wound is to the head, ranging from several minutes to several seconds. It is immune to its own toxins.
The viscosity of the mucous can be regulated, allowing the Magna Pater to be extremely slippery or adhesive.
The mucous functions also to mask its scent.
It can convert and excrete up to twenty percent of its body weight in mucous. It becomes significantly faster when empty, and can regain the weight by eating.

~The Alpha:

Special Ability

Though it would never allow its young to live unless driven to desperation by an immense threat to its existence, for it is a selfish thing that dislikes sharing its hunting grounds, it is able to impose its will upon its brood of lesser vampires via shared split-consciousness. By forcefully breeding with another organism, it can produce in one month a litter of four juveniles. The juveniles mature after a single month and become fully capable of killing and breeding, weighing at that time around 100 kilos each. The brood will never grow to more than 200 kilos. Each one can have a litter of four young, and can breed with as many victims as are available.
At such a rate the brood would grow exponentially as follows, assuming the lowest estimate of each one breeding a single time per month.

Month One- Five brood counting the Magna Pater.
Month Two- Twenty brood.
Month Three- Eighty brood.
Month Four- 320 brood.
Month Five- 1,280 brood.
Month Six- 5,120 brood.
Month Eight- 81,920 brood.
Month Ten- 1,310,720 brood.
Year One- 20,971,520 brood.
Year Two- Trillions.

~Malocchio:

Special Ability

It may use its "true eyes" by shutting down its other senses. Before it uses the Malocchio, the intended victim(s) will have a brief premonition of the danger to come. Those who see the true eyes will, each time they go to sleep, enter a trance and begin moving in the direction of the Magna Pater, wherever it may be. They will awaken at the time they normally would, such as a few minutes for a nap and several hours for deep sleep. It also allows the Magna Later to see through the eyes of its prey at any and all times, even at the same time if there are multiple victims. By using the Malocchio on one who is already cursed, the victim's sight will be replaced with that of the Magna Pater's until it deactivates its sight. It is a passive curse that has no immediate negative effects unless the victim is entirely under the influence of the Magna Pater's hallucinogens, in which case the victim will immediately lose their mind from fright. If the bufotoxins haven't taken full effect then the victim will feel an intense fear which escalates in accordance to the strength of the already terrifying hallucinations. Looking into its "true eyes" for too long can result in the victim's body becoming riddled with cancer at a later period in time, I.E developing prostate and skin cancer two years after the encounter. It takes roughly seven seconds of eye-to-eye contact (does not have to be constant) before the dormant cancer cells begin taking root.
The Magna Pater can only keep the Malocchio active for at most nineteen seconds, and cannot use it again until the same amount of time has passed. As an example, if it only uses it for ten seconds and then deactivates, then it must rest its eyes for ten seconds.

~Those that are consumed by the Magna Pater whilst cursed by the Malocchio have their consciousness eternally bound to their physical state of matter. They gain a horrific form of immortality, doomed to live on forever in boundless agony as inert particles bequeathed unto the earth, lost to time and memory beneath the weight of the ages.


(A lesser, juvenile vampire)

Behavior: The Magna Pater is what one would first think of when the word "monster" comes to you in the dead of night.
It may be called if one completes a forbidden ritual detailed within the ancient tome of black magic known as De Vermis Mysteriis, but nary a being would consider doing such an obscene thing. It makes no noise, has no mercy, cannot be reasoned with, and lives only to drain the blood and devour the flesh of all living things it can bind within its greasy wings. It enjoys all manner of prey and is especially inclined to go out of its way to find children, but it is shy and despises the light. It prefers to remain in damp pitch-blackness, where no eyes can spy it and no light can fall upon it. When outside of its primary lair it lurks around graveyards, occasionally squirming through the wormy soil to feast upon the dead and decaying when no live meat is available. It will frequently impregnate victims with its brood, keeping them alive for many months until its malformed young emerge. It will eat both the victim and the young, doing these things not for food but to purposefully inflict prolonged torment. The few who come into contact with it and live may never be the same as they had been before, for above all else it is a creature of persistence. Even if one leaves the Magna Pater, it will never leave them. A variety of lifelong physical complications and psychological ailments can stem from a meeting with it and it never stops pursuing its prey, even if they move far away. It will also track down any living thing that leaves its scent on a victim. This leads to the it consuming the families of those it hunts, along with anyone those families had come into recent physical contact with. Though one may travel often and abroad, once the Magna Pater has chosen a victim their fate is inevitable. It could take days, weeks, months, even years, but eventually on some cold and moonless evening one will awaken to see a sticky face with dead eyes peering through their bedroom window.

History:

Once in a millennium is a creature born, a living horror known as the "Magna Pater". The progenitor of monsters, the true genesis, the harbinger of loss, ancient and terrible. Only one has ever lived at a time, for it is greedy and does not abide its own kind, but always has one lived. It is the alpha of its virtually nonexistant subspecies, devouring its own normal young at birth. Only when the lone alpha dies is a new one conceived. It travels far and with little preference, drawn to whatever realm has foolishly called it via black magic. It has seen and ended countless civilisations. In Sumeria it was worshipped as a cruel deity to which countless sacrifices were made. In this lifetime does a special one exist, the most dreadful of its kind to have ever been. Even the most vile of devils would balk at associating with it. Like each Magna Pater before it, it wields the unique capacity to share the sight and manipulate the will of its subspecies, an apocalyptic abnormality which it does not abuse only for the sake of preserving its food supply. Though it lingers not permanently in this world, it is anchored here during times of inactivity. It haunts the secret places deep below ground, amidst a lichen hellscape of death and graverot. It slumbers upon a towering mountain of soggy bones, reigning over its decaying empire on a haphazard throne several thousand lives thick. Those who enter this wretched domain, where the blue sky transitions into a black void, do so at the risk of becoming yet another skeleton upon which the Magna Pater may sleep, with their loved ones soon joining them.

Theme Music:

Winter's Howl (Kyro vs Doc Doctor)

"Hruh... On jog be Gonad. Silly be Blue Man, for only come has Gonad to kill food for eating!"

The barbarian popped an animal ball into his mouth, chewing absent mindedly as he puzzled over the jumpy fellow brandishing iceicles.

"Bwuh, has Blue Man case of hunger grumps?"

The Hidden Ones

I updated my character sheet to include the custom race form. I was thinking it could be an antagonist of sorts, or something to stir up trouble now and then.

The Hidden Ones

Shasous-Throth

Full Name: Shashous-Throth

Nickames/Alias/AKA: The Magna Pater

Age: 907

Gender: Male

DOB: 1108

Occupation:

Race: Ahool

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Hazel

Height and Build: 6'3", 178 pounds

Height and Build: Shash's height is insignificant as he lacks rear legs to stand up on. From snout to tail base, he is a little less than eight feet long. The tail is another eight feet. He weighs in at 800 pounds, roughly as much as a dairy cow.

Other Appearance: A piebald monstrosity with slime slicked flesh and no legs. It's only limbs are two winged arms and a long, powerful tail. The middle claw on each paw is eight inches long and razor sharp. The beast's head is mostly a jagged maw with oily, unseeing eyes on top. In human form he appears as a gaunt, tall man with empty eyes.

True Form

History/bio: Once in a millennia is a creature born of a barbarous race that combines the worst traits of rats and bats. Ancient, primal, terrible. For the last century a monster has slept in the forgotten caverns beneath where Gringore now stands. Amidst a lichen hellscape of death, upon a towering mountain of soggy bones, the academy's activity has finally awakened the Magna Pater, the lone ahool alpha. Every place is bound to have a rodent problem sooner or later.

Family/Relationships: None (There exists only one magna pater at a time)

Winter's Howl (Kyro vs Doc Doctor)

"Bwah! Supplies and food already had Gonad!"

He proceeded to kill and skin the animals that had been following him before grinding their bodies into hamburger with his immense, piebald hands. Gonad did not know how to make a fire, so instead of setting the collected sticks alight he would place a raw wild animal meatball on each one. Most if not all of the meatballs still had bone in them. There was enough for all!

Winter's Howl (Kyro vs Doc Doctor)

It appeared the barbarian was indeed just out for a run. He'd galumph along the forest, mile after mile. If the cryomancer had enough patience to stick through the whole thing, then after an hour Gonad would stop and begin gathering sticks.

"HRUH! Lunch time it be!"

Ink and Blood (Empty Armor vs. Doc Doctor)

Zande was indeed frozen and unable to proceed for the allotted time. But upon contact, the touch of death would actually struggle to remove his life. He was not magical, no. He was just so damn tenacious. His soul was anchored to his body by a cord of steel will, and it would require a spell with more effort put into it to cut through. Rules Snake would certainly be able to steal his soul, but with personal instadeath magic it would be like trying to jerk a wet dishrag through a wedding band.

Tendons popped out on the cannibal's neck, oily eyes bulging. It was a spook. Unreasonable. One of a kind. That particular sort of beast that stands out amongst its genus as the sort of anomaly horror stories are based upon. The shark in Jaws. The dog in Cujo. The crocodile in Lake Placid.
Now that Tanya was so close, she could better notice the scars crisscrossing its dark torso. It had been slashed before, stabbed through, sliced up years ago. It would take something special to kill this monster.