Villiam
Villiam (pronounced vile-ee-um) appears as a dark silhouette of a man standing five feet and eleven inches tall with a lean muscular build. Individual features are difficult to make out as his body is composed of toxic sludge and noxious fumes. His composition gives off various shades of purple in color, from the dark near-black of his primary form to the light wisps of fumes rolling off of him to the bright purple manus that makes up his eyes or heralds his magic.
Memories: Young... Parents... Apathetic. Man... Deal... Opportunity. Robots... Pizza... Bear... Rabbit... Bright colors... Cheerful kids... Loathing. Street... Child... Crying... Opportunity... Death. Daughter... Love... Protective... Robotic girl... Pride... Daughter with robot... Terror. No daughter. Empty. Passion. Need more. Life owes me. Party... Children... Cheering... Rabbit... Death. Presents gifted by stripes and crying... Dislike... Always thinking. Training tapes... Animals... Fear... Adrenaline... Escape. Unemployed... Raining... Robots... Hiding... Destroyed... Children... Ghosts... Fear... Hiding... Rabbit...
Blood. Death. Alone. Alone. Alone. Alone. Alone. Alone. Alone. Alone. Alone. Alone. Alone. Found. New place. Hello? Screams. Fire... Burning... Death.
Personality: Villiam is, in a word, psychotic. He speaks with a soft English accent that appears calm, composed, and perfectly sociable, but it hides a lunatic that enjoys the pleasures of torture and murder. His victim pool has increased since becoming a spirit, as with the lack of memories and sense of self he has expanded to bring harm to anybody, yet at the same time it has decreased since, well, in Hell nobody really dies. It's frustrating to him. After all, he's had losses in his life (he thinks) so life
owes him, and he aims to take what he's owed. When on his bad side, Villiam is one sadistic mother fucker. When on his good side, you'd best still watch your back, for he may plant a knife in it. Hey, harmless prank, right? It's not like you can actually
die!Greatest Sin: Lust, for the abstract pleasures of torture and death. He doesn't kill out of anger, but because it feels good.
Motivation: Villiam desires to find a way to earth for two reasons. The first is so that he can retrace the life of the soul he is bonded with in hopes of learning why he feels he needs to kill. The second is so that he can find more victims that actually suffer death.
Skills: - Technology and engineering - For whatever reason, Villiam is a wizard when it comes to building things, especially robotics. He's a good source for cybernetics, so long as he's got the material to make it with.
- Enchanting - In accordance with the above, Villiam can build items, weapons, armor, and other trinkets infused with Manus to create desirable effects. Naturally he's best with making things involving toxins, corrosives, and pollutants.
- Knife fighting - Villiam is proficient, though not extremely skilled, in handling knives and uses them primarily for murder rather than fighting fairly.
Spell: Pollution Generation - The soul of Villiam bonded to a botched spell attempt at creating corrosive pollutants. As such he is the spirit of slime, grime, muck, toxins, and chemicals. This suits him well enough, since smothering a victim in toxic sludge and drowning them in it is a pretty sadistic way to murder. He also enjoys generating and giving off poisonous gases, though his "team" are safe... For the time being.
Gear: - Knife - It's used to cut and stab things. Like carrots. Or steak. Or you.
- Toolkit - A basic tool kit that covers everything one might need to work on machinery. Keeps it inside his body unless its being used.
- Dataslab - A basic piece of equipment everyone should have!
Theme Song: Other: Not important
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