Character Creation Chain

Without wanting to sound like a relative:i take it you eat regulary.
Coupla days back,i found myself posting here while munching fries with mayo and curry and raw onions.:D
By way of breakfast,after being up for eight hours(early riser!!)Don't do that.
Otherwise,I only eat while watching the Reds
 
Anders Kangerlussaq gazed upon the ice floes drifting through the slate-gray sea. The ghosts of whales and seals played around them, pale shadowy figures that appeared and disappeared with every shifting cloud. They numbered in the thousands, and each one brought back memories of slaughter.

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Markos the Wise
 
Markos the Wise; an ironic name given how stupid he was. First Terran to crack melodic space warping. Of course, he was only trying to steal the fuel cells from the lab where he worked as a janitor. Flicked the wrong switch and crossed the wrong wires. Warped himself all the way to Belaxis 6 in the Ontaran Galaxy. He got the "Wise"name from the snub-nosed Belaxins, who took his big beak and saggy, wrinkled eyes as a sign of intelligence. Gave him a palace, a harem and heeded his every word... Belaxis 6 isn't around any more.

(been a while for this thread!)

Shlacinator Verouxian
 
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By the Third Jurisdictional Epoch, the title of Shlacinator had become largely ceremonial, awarded on the whim of the High Council to whatever scion of whatever noble house, was deemed least likely to offend the Plebian Triarchs. It was something of a surprise then, and a significant break from convention, when Verouxian Randall, upon being appointed to the post, insisted on many of the traditional prerogatives.

Had he confined his demands to the ritual sacrifice of blue eyed adulterers, and the occasional self immolation of the minor laity, his occupation of the office may have passed harmlessly into history, to been soon forgotten.

But his insistence on payment of rents from the empires most lucrative burlesque theatres, was beyond the pale, and his short reign as Shlacinator was to be the last for nearly 200 years.

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Godfrey Winnow
 
Oh, Gawwwdfry. The whiner of Astilbmador. Well known, among his lessor detractors, as "The Minnow."

Anal retentive bean-counter to the plutarchracy. Reputed to be far more fussy than the stereotypical Jewish mother. He once commanded his minions to count the legs on a millipede. The horrified victims of his obsessive pursuits of the proper tax forms were content to stand by and wait for him to sink under the weights of his own petards. He was last seen going down for the third time in a flagon of red ink.


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Percy the Perseverant
 
Thon Yaddik Mor is the worst the galaxy has to offer. Often compared to Djengis Khan, Thon Yaddik Mor is a general plague on the milky way, but instead of having horses and bows, he sports battleships and anti-matter cannons. He is a hulking mutant, carrying a great, braided beard, his skin gray as cement. He wears nothing much but a loincloth and cris-crossing belts brimming with fusion grenades, all the more to disturb his enemies with his scarcity in clothes, and his eyes are small, black onyx stones, revealing next to nothing of what goes on behind them.

Besides his violent and plundering activities, Thon Yaddik Mor especially enjoys the company of cats. Whenever this fierce man needs to settle down and calm his nerves, he seeks the companionship of 'Whiskers', his trusty co-pilot and animal companion. Among his crew, it is said that whenever the cannons fire randomly, often blowing up entire planets in the process, it is to the sheer merit of the captain's furry second-in-command, rolling on the controls or playfully batting the many buttons in the control room.

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Obscurion
 
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"I am Obscurion! The worst imaginable nightmare you can imagine! I lurk in the shadows waiting to bring terror down upon all! You will quiver with horror before me! I am a wraith, without physical form, I make no sound and move in planes of existence separate from you mere mortals! You can neither see, hear, touch me! You will never know of my existence; I am invisible!...

Oh... Bugger..."

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The Feijoa
 
The Feijoa was given her nickname because, like the fruit of the same designation, she was small, round, and green. She also smelled pleasantly of pineapple and mint. Those Earthlings who failed to take her seriously soon found out that, like the fruit, she was full of grit.

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Phoston Treyler
 
Phoston Treyler is a chain-smoking scientist. He is just about to realize his breakthrough: advancement on the Cognitive Enhancement Blitz, a biologically engineered enzyme that allows the brain to heighten its levels of concentration, planning, memory, problem-solving skills and general capacity for intelligence. The brilliant scientist used himself as the first test subject. After the experiment, he has duly fired all his staff, blaming them for being 'dim-witted like poorly elected politicians' and 'a bunch of slow slugs' that he couldn't possibly work with. Ever since, he has developed a general disdain for the human race, and has been noted for writing on his instagram: "Stupidity is obviously the norm of society."

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Balshok Crowfeeder
 
Between the ice-covered corpses of ancient trees Balshok Crowfeeder fled his pursuers. Like the triple moons blazing overhead, they were silent and unknowable. A sharp wind brought the scent of the ocean to his nostrils. He ran, nearly stumbling over thorny vines and the tiny bones of their victims. If he could only reach the water in time!

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Charlie Shovek
 
Charlie Shovek was not the tallest boy in the 2nd Form at St Fiacre's on the Wold but he was not the shortest either.

He was not the smartest, or the fastest, or the best at football, and were you to ask the girls at nearby St Ursula's who held themselves out as authorities on such matters, he was definitely not the dishiest.

He was however the only boy in the 2nd Form with a Chinese dragon living in his satchel, and in the weird currency of second from politics, that had to count for something.

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TheAndra
 
TheAndra was a girl that liked to walk.
She also was a girl that liked to talk.
Whilst she'd chew your ears for hours, picking benches of pretty flowers,
TheAndra loved nothing more than to spend a summer day, day dreaming in her mind as she meandered.


Ok, it needs work...

JULIE BLINKY
 
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Harl of the Draw
 
Harl of the Draw, the greatest poker player in the history of the Milky Way Galaxy, was finally defeated by Carl, from Andromeda Galaxy planet P57-QJ-879er-B, in an extended showdown, in which Harl drew to an inside straight, and made it, but was crushed by Carl's four deuces, which he had slipped in from his sleeve, a trick unfamiliar to players from the rather hick Milky Way.

Dumpy Schleppingtonne
 
The Schleppingtonne was the latest in asteroid mining equipment: an immense hundred metres of clanking machinery capable of digging, separating and refining a tonne of asteroid rock a minute. The diamond toothed rotating retaining borer was ten metres in diameter, the five suspended separating centrifuges running at two, ten, fifty, one hundred and one thousand metres per second, and the high pressure gas refining chamber the biggest ever built.

It was given the nickname "Dumpy" for the unfortunate glitch on a cheap magnet latch that intermittently opened the centrifuges' emergency escape hatches, sending up to a hundred thousand credits worth of rock hurtling into space.

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Redondo Grosshahnchen
 
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Redondo Grosshahnchen

Redondo didn't like to have to spell his name, let alone try to pronounce it. The language at the heart of his last name was lost to time, like his bloodline, like he should have been, long ago, and the endless furrowed brows on border inspectors and postal workers were enough to drive a man like Redondo batty. He couldn't explain to everyone he met why the theory of relativity was to blame for his temporal misplacement. It was years since the mission to that distant star that turned out not to have any planets orbiting it - the mission that had so completely untethered his internal clock from the clocks on Earth. It was years since he returned to find his great great great grandchildren sitting in wheelchairs on the brink of aged death waiting for him, years since the news had stopped caring. Redondo was alone in the world, like nobody else was, a victim of the cruelest form of theft - the theft of time.

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Margo Flunhaven Gaspard the Fourth
 
The Athrabasqua

So it's a god?

No it's not a god, it's not supernatural.

But it's omnipotent?

Yes. Well, yes and no, lets just say it's omnipotent for a given value of omnipotent.

Huh?

It isn't all powerful. Not really. Not in this continuum. In our universe, it really only has two powers.

Then how...?

Let me finish. It has two powers, it has complete control over its own continuum. In it's own continuum/ dimension/ reality, call it what you will, it can do absolutely anything it is not beholden to any physical laws. In it's own continuum it is omnipotent.

O...K... and it's other power?

Well, it can effectively expand it's continuum into our universe.

So it is omnipotent.

No, that's the exciting thing, it's not... until it is...

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Waits Nilson
 

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