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I support this nomination.
Like remember how Rhone angered that Dragon, by stealing that chalice?
Yeah the text description gives you the information you need to know, it describes the character and appearance.
REPOSTING AS WELL IN CASE
Name: ‘Santa’ ‘The Terror of December’ ‘Krampus’ ‘Carnivorous Kringle’ ‘The Christmas Ghoul’ etc. (The birth name of the individual in question has been lost to antiquity, and the primary moniker they go by is Santa)
Age: Unknown, however judging by physical capabilities noted by survivors of Santa, they assume that the age is somewhere between 20 through 40
Gender: Male (At least presumed)
Race: ???- The Ethnicity of Santa has not been confirmed.
Krampus stands at 5’11” and has rather lean muscle. And as some have noted through glancing while it feasted, that the Krampus’ front rows teeth were sharpened up to actual fangs instead of being the natural mixture of grinding and canine teeth. However, the Carnivorous Kringle is not spotted often without their clothing, and as such little is known about the appearance of it.
Clothing: The Christmas Ghoul wears a dark red face bandana that is fully wrapped around the head, and sports a dirt and mud encrusted Santa hat, which has been clearly worn out. Over the eyes are light green tinted goggles which keep the eyes obscured. Also as part of the clothing is a patchwork Santa Jacket that has dulled into a dark crimson; the Christmas jacket thrown over an additional torn brown jacket that had several patches torn off. If one was familiar with military apparel you could guess correctly that the brown jacket was a bomber jacket. Below that was a dark grey long-sleeve t-shirt which was covered by a camo green vest with several pockets. Santa also wears a pair of brown cargo pants and some black steel toed work boots.
Equipment: On the right side of his hip there is a worn out camping canteen, which is full of water. On its back he has a camping backpack, and on the right side of his hip he has a small pouch. In the backpack there are four MREs, and five protein bars alongside weaponry. His pouch is also full of weaponry, as is the vest with several pockets.
Weapons: The primary weapons used are explosives, which in total are fifty one in number. Nine of the explosives are flashbang grenades, three of them are smoke bombs. The remaining thirty nine explosives are hand grenade of a high grade explosive nature. Beyond this the Krampus has a metal rod which was has a bit of concrete still on it, which allows it to function as a makeshift mace.
Bio/Background: There are many theories on who Santa, The Terror of December, or whatever you call it, before they became who they are today, which come from the few survivors of his attacks. The only thing that matters is what Santa is a sociopathic and highly deranged raider who is highly zealous about Christmas, who is aligned with a group of rag-tag raiders.
Occupation Pre-Apocalypse: Unknown, however survivors of the rampage against Santa have theorized that it was most likely something which had close up experiences with explosives.
Name: ‘Santa’ ‘The Terror of December’ ‘Krampus’ ‘Carnivorous Kringle’ ‘The Christmas Ghoul’ etc. (The birth name of the individual in question has been lost to antiquity, and the primary moniker they go by is Santa)
Age: Unknown, however judging by physical capabilities noted by survivors of Santa, they assume that the age is somewhere between 20 through 40
Gender: Male (At least presumed)
Race: ???- The Ethnicity of Santa has not been confirmed.
Krampus stands at 5’11” and has rather lean muscle. And as some have noted through glancing while it feasted, that the Krampus’ front rows teeth were sharpened up to actual fangs instead of being the natural mixture of grinding and canine teeth. However, the Carnivorous Kringle is not spotted often without their clothing, and as such little is known about the appearance of it.
Clothing: The Christmas Ghoul wears a dark red face bandana that is fully wrapped around the head, and sports a dirt and mud encrusted Santa hat, which has been clearly worn out. Over the eyes are light green tinted goggles which keep the eyes obscured. Also as part of the clothing is a patchwork Santa Jacket that has dulled into a dark crimson; the Christmas jacket thrown over an additional torn brown jacket that had several patches torn off. If one was familiar with military apparel you could guess correctly that the brown jacket was a bomber jacket. Below that was a dark grey long-sleeve t-shirt which was covered by a camo green vest with several pockets. Santa also wears a pair of brown cargo pants and some black steel toed work boots.
Equipment: On the right side of his hip there is a worn out camping canteen, which is full of water. On its back he has a camping backpack, and on the right side of his hip he has a small pouch. In the backpack there are four MREs, and five protein bars alongside weaponry. His pouch is also full of weaponry, as is the vest with several pockets.
Weapons: The primary weapons used are explosives, which in total are fifty one in number. Nine of the explosives are flashbang grenades, three of them are smoke bombs. The remaining thirty nine explosives are hand grenade of a high grade explosive nature. Beyond this the Krampus has a metal rod which was has a bit of concrete still on it, which allows it to function as a makeshift mace.
Bio/Background: There are many theories on who Santa, The Terror of December, or whatever you call it, before they became who they are today, which come from the few survivors of his attacks. The only thing that matters is what Santa is a sociopathic and highly deranged raider who is highly zealous about Christmas, who is aligned with a group of rag-tag raiders.
Occupation Pre-Apocalypse: Unknown, however survivors of the rampage against Santa have theorized that it was most likely something which had close up experiences with explosives.
And isn't that what matters? Or something.
Name: ‘Santa’ ‘The Terror of December’ ‘Krampus’ ‘Carnivorous Kringle’ ‘The Christmas Ghoul’ etc. (The birth name of the individual in question has been lost to antiquity, and the primary moniker they go by is Santa)
Age: Unknown, however judging by physical capabilities noted by survivors of Santa, they assume that the age is somewhere between 20 through 40
Gender: Male (At least presumed)
Race: ???- The Ethnicity of Santa has not been confirmed.
Krampus stands at 5’11” and has rather lean muscle. And as some have noted through glancing while it feasted, that the Krampus’ front rows teeth were sharpened up to actual fangs instead of being the natural mixture of grinding and canine teeth. However, the Carnivorous Kringle is not spotted often without their clothing, and as such little is known about the appearance of it.
Clothing: The Christmas Ghoul wears a dark red face bandana that is fully wrapped around the head, and sports a dirt and mud encrusted Santa hat, which has been clearly worn out. Over the eyes are light green tinted goggles which keep the eyes obscured. Also as part of the clothing is a patchwork Santa Jacket that has dulled into a dark crimson; the Christmas jacket thrown over an additional torn brown jacket that had several patches torn off. If one was familiar with military apparel you could guess correctly that the brown jacket was a bomber jacket. Below that was a dark grey long-sleeve t-shirt which was covered by a camo green vest with several pockets. Santa also wears a pair of brown cargo pants and some black steel toed work boots.
Equipment: On the right side of his hip there is a worn out camping canteen, which is full of water. On its back he has a camping backpack, and on the right side of his hip he has a small pouch. In the backpack there are four MREs, and five protein bars alongside weaponry. His pouch is also full of weaponry, as is the vest with several pockets.
Weapons: The primary weapons used are explosives, which in total are fifty one in number. Nine of the explosives are flashbang grenades, three of them are smoke bombs. The remaining thirty nine explosives are hand grenade of a high grade explosive nature. Beyond this the Krampus has a metal rod which was has a bit of concrete still on it, which allows it to function as a makeshift mace.
Bio/Background: There are many theories on who Santa, The Terror of December, or whatever you call it, before they became who they are today, which come from the few survivors of his attacks. The only thing that matters is what Santa is a sociopathic and highly deranged raider who is highly zealous about Christmas, who is aligned with a group of rag-tag raiders.
Occupation Pre-Apocalypse: Unknown, however survivors of the rampage against Santa have theorized that it was most likely something which had close up experiences with explosives.
Age: Unknown, however judging by physical capabilities noted by survivors of Santa, they assume that the age is somewhere between 20 through 40
Gender: Male (At least presumed)
Race: ???- The Ethnicity of Santa has not been confirmed.
Krampus stands at 5’11” and has rather lean muscle. And as some have noted through glancing while it feasted, that the Krampus’ front rows teeth were sharpened up to actual fangs instead of being the natural mixture of grinding and canine teeth. However, the Carnivorous Kringle is not spotted often without their clothing, and as such little is known about the appearance of it.
Clothing: The Christmas Ghoul wears a dark red face bandana that is fully wrapped around the head, and sports a dirt and mud encrusted Santa hat, which has been clearly worn out. Over the eyes are light green tinted goggles which keep the eyes obscured. Also as part of the clothing is a patchwork Santa Jacket that has dulled into a dark crimson; the Christmas jacket thrown over an additional torn brown jacket that had several patches torn off. If one was familiar with military apparel you could guess correctly that the brown jacket was a bomber jacket. Below that was a dark grey long-sleeve t-shirt which was covered by a camo green vest with several pockets. Santa also wears a pair of brown cargo pants and some black steel toed work boots.
Equipment: On the right side of his hip there is a worn out camping canteen, which is full of water. On its back he has a camping backpack, and on the right side of his hip he has a small pouch. In the backpack there are four MREs, and five protein bars alongside weaponry. His pouch is also full of weaponry, as is the vest with several pockets.
Weapons: The primary weapons used are explosives, which in total are fifty one in number. Nine of the explosives are flashbang grenades, three of them are smoke bombs. The remaining thirty nine explosives are hand grenade of a high grade explosive nature. Beyond this the Krampus has a metal rod which was has a bit of concrete still on it, which allows it to function as a makeshift mace.
Bio/Background: There are many theories on who Santa, The Terror of December, or whatever you call it, before they became who they are today, which come from the few survivors of his attacks. The only thing that matters is what Santa is a sociopathic and highly deranged raider who is highly zealous about Christmas, who is aligned with a group of rag-tag raiders.
Occupation Pre-Apocalypse: Unknown, however survivors of the rampage against Santa have theorized that it was most likely something which had close up experiences with explosives.
Katsuo did not pay any attention to the roar, and was unaware that it occurred, and as such he kept his attention to dancing, and did not look over in the direction where it came from. As the Gorilla appeared, unbeknownst to him, Katsuo felt the groove flow through his veins as he burst out in song, interrupting whatever silence may have been there. "DO A LITTLE DANCE! MAKE A LITTLE LOVE! GET DOWN TONIGHT!" He thrust out his right hand, as he spun around, glancing as the Gorilla did something that wasn't groovy.
Katsuo focused on the gorilla now, and eyed him up and down. "Baby, baby, why fight, WHEN YOU CAN DANCE!?" He extended out his left hand as he invited the Gorilla to boogy down.
Katsuo focused on the gorilla now, and eyed him up and down. "Baby, baby, why fight, WHEN YOU CAN DANCE!?" He extended out his left hand as he invited the Gorilla to boogy down.
While Elric has no loving spouse or heir...
Katsuo continued dancing to the inner groove as he glanced at Chuck. "Well Chuck, I have the funkiness flowing through my veins, and right now I'm hearing KC and the Sunshine Band delivering that sweet music! Though I'd enjoy a boom-box." He performed a few shoulder peps, "Just relax for the moment and let the inner groove calm you from all worries."
As Chuck discovered this newfound manliness he glanced over in that direction before concentrating on the beat once more. Dude is as manly as Clint Eastwood, John Wayne, and Billy the Kid! Though he isn't a fraction as manly as James K. Polk! He thought to himself.
As Chuck discovered this newfound manliness he glanced over in that direction before concentrating on the beat once more. Dude is as manly as Clint Eastwood, John Wayne, and Billy the Kid! Though he isn't a fraction as manly as James K. Polk! He thought to himself.
Continuing the hustle he stared at Jimmy incredulously. Poor guy doesn't know the funk he thought to himself. Katsuo glanced at the man as he was looking over in a different direction. He paused as he thrusted his left foot back, stretching it behind his back. He reached for it with both of his hands, reaching behind his back. As soon as he finished that move he returned to doing the hustle. He stared Jimmy dead in the eyes.
"Funk! It is the greatest feeling in the world! The sweet mixture of rhymic jazz and the sweet soul music got together and embraced tenderly!" Dramatically pointing upwards again at nothing, he returned back to dancing. "It got the groove ball rolling ya dig? And it gave birth to the greatest genre ever! DISCO! That's right!" Speeding up his dance he beamed ear to ear, "The D-I-S-C-O! THAT IS THE FUNK! A WAY OF LIVING!" Spinning again, keeping his heels from touching the ground he noticed some figure that was being stared at by Jimmy earlier.
He cocked his head in that direction and shouted, "COME ON DOWN AND... DANCE!!!" Katsuo threw both of his arms in the air. Quickly bringing them down he glanced at Jimmy, realizing he asked some things. Wagging his left index finger, "Don't worry, just relax in the sweet groove! Let it wash through your soul!"
Wait, but what about American Law School!? I've still got the University Exam! And I'm not even sure I'm in America or not! I hope I'm in America. I could take the University Exam in America right? he thought in horror. Katsuo returned to dancing as he pondered upon the subject. Well just relax for now, you can't tell the risk anyway.
"Funk! It is the greatest feeling in the world! The sweet mixture of rhymic jazz and the sweet soul music got together and embraced tenderly!" Dramatically pointing upwards again at nothing, he returned back to dancing. "It got the groove ball rolling ya dig? And it gave birth to the greatest genre ever! DISCO! That's right!" Speeding up his dance he beamed ear to ear, "The D-I-S-C-O! THAT IS THE FUNK! A WAY OF LIVING!" Spinning again, keeping his heels from touching the ground he noticed some figure that was being stared at by Jimmy earlier.
He cocked his head in that direction and shouted, "COME ON DOWN AND... DANCE!!!" Katsuo threw both of his arms in the air. Quickly bringing them down he glanced at Jimmy, realizing he asked some things. Wagging his left index finger, "Don't worry, just relax in the sweet groove! Let it wash through your soul!"
Wait, but what about American Law School!? I've still got the University Exam! And I'm not even sure I'm in America or not! I hope I'm in America. I could take the University Exam in America right? he thought in horror. Katsuo returned to dancing as he pondered upon the subject. Well just relax for now, you can't tell the risk anyway.
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