The Director
Jul 18, 2013 17:34:53 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2013 17:34:53 GMT -5
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Name: The Director
Age: 200 Years
Gender: Male
Species: Mutant Time Lord
Planet of Origin: Gallifrey (at birth, relocated to a nameless, criminal-infested, planet)
Occupation: Universal Criminal
Physical Description: Tall and slender, The Director is deformed beyond repair. His face is twisted, and ravaged from an accident from his early life. Never having been regenerated, his form cannot change. This is why he wears a dark, black, hooded cloak, and a respirator helmet with red eye lenses, and black armor casings. He has a multi-purpose staff that helps him walk, and can be used as a weapon.
Personality: The personality of the Director is very complicated. He is a very delusional, psychotic, Time Lord, mainly due to abuse from his adopted parents, and the gangster-like children roaming the streets. He has a bit of a split personality, being cold, logical, and strategical, and the other side of him being a raving, sadistic, maniac. Both personalities are capable, and do, manipulate people. Preferring to work in the shadows, he organizes crimes and political coups for the fun of it.
History: Born on Gallifrey, but sent away due to unknown reasons, he was found drifting near a criminal planet that had no designation, and taken in by a pirate couple, who saw him as a potential worker. Growing up in this environment, he was severely injured by a group of muggers. For a portion of his life, his injuries were not treated until he was older, and the event scarred him for life, and mutated his regeneration ability, leaving him very long life, but making him unable to really regenerate.
He grew up, and went mad, killing his, "parents", and many other criminals before escaping in a stolen starship. Having already realized his heritage when he survived the fateful mugging, he set out for Gallifrey, but was rejected due to his, hideous appearance. This is when he first wore the iconic cloak and helmet. He infiltrated a small TARDIS hangar, and stole one, being explicitly drawn to it. He then, right there, decided that the universe was a cruel place, and not worth its existence. He set off, with the full intent of causing chaos in the universe.
Additional medical information: The Director requires a respirator mask to ease the raging pain of the wounds he has, and he has the same life span as a Time Lord, can repair serious wounds, but cannot change his appearance.
Role Play Sample: The Ood disintegrated, as the Director watched . "As you can see, I have enough technology to bring your whole world down. You wouldn't want that, would you?" One of the Ood Elders stepped forward. "No, we don't. What do you want, so you will leave?" The Director stared at the foolish creature. Without hesitation, he grabbed the Ood by the neck and tossed him down. "I want to watch the Universe burn. I want to see every single creature suffer." The Director then, pulled out his staff and started to electrocute the poor Ood, while being watched by the other Ood Elders. The Director would have killed them too, if his TARDIS didn't start beeping erratically. "I will return, factory filth." The Director stepped into his TARDIS, and reviewed the alert.
Name: The Director
Age: 200 Years
Gender: Male
Species: Mutant Time Lord
Planet of Origin: Gallifrey (at birth, relocated to a nameless, criminal-infested, planet)
Occupation: Universal Criminal
Physical Description: Tall and slender, The Director is deformed beyond repair. His face is twisted, and ravaged from an accident from his early life. Never having been regenerated, his form cannot change. This is why he wears a dark, black, hooded cloak, and a respirator helmet with red eye lenses, and black armor casings. He has a multi-purpose staff that helps him walk, and can be used as a weapon.
Personality: The personality of the Director is very complicated. He is a very delusional, psychotic, Time Lord, mainly due to abuse from his adopted parents, and the gangster-like children roaming the streets. He has a bit of a split personality, being cold, logical, and strategical, and the other side of him being a raving, sadistic, maniac. Both personalities are capable, and do, manipulate people. Preferring to work in the shadows, he organizes crimes and political coups for the fun of it.
History: Born on Gallifrey, but sent away due to unknown reasons, he was found drifting near a criminal planet that had no designation, and taken in by a pirate couple, who saw him as a potential worker. Growing up in this environment, he was severely injured by a group of muggers. For a portion of his life, his injuries were not treated until he was older, and the event scarred him for life, and mutated his regeneration ability, leaving him very long life, but making him unable to really regenerate.
He grew up, and went mad, killing his, "parents", and many other criminals before escaping in a stolen starship. Having already realized his heritage when he survived the fateful mugging, he set out for Gallifrey, but was rejected due to his, hideous appearance. This is when he first wore the iconic cloak and helmet. He infiltrated a small TARDIS hangar, and stole one, being explicitly drawn to it. He then, right there, decided that the universe was a cruel place, and not worth its existence. He set off, with the full intent of causing chaos in the universe.
Additional medical information: The Director requires a respirator mask to ease the raging pain of the wounds he has, and he has the same life span as a Time Lord, can repair serious wounds, but cannot change his appearance.
Role Play Sample: The Ood disintegrated, as the Director watched . "As you can see, I have enough technology to bring your whole world down. You wouldn't want that, would you?" One of the Ood Elders stepped forward. "No, we don't. What do you want, so you will leave?" The Director stared at the foolish creature. Without hesitation, he grabbed the Ood by the neck and tossed him down. "I want to watch the Universe burn. I want to see every single creature suffer." The Director then, pulled out his staff and started to electrocute the poor Ood, while being watched by the other Ood Elders. The Director would have killed them too, if his TARDIS didn't start beeping erratically. "I will return, factory filth." The Director stepped into his TARDIS, and reviewed the alert.