07-22-2018, 05:36 AM
CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray jaguar with frigid glacier blue eyes, marked with scars and glowing tattoos. he is the head of the roux family and is currently engaged. he is known for being a charming strategist with dark secrets. be cautious around him. —— ⚓
❝ YOU SHOULD SEE ME IN A CROWN — YOUR SILENCE IS MY FAVORITE SOUND ❞
Pincher once had a soft spot for children until he came to the cold realization of how impactful they could be if getting too close. He had not been this way in the beginning of his time, his dream of having children always sticking to him even when he would be out traveling about with his father. He dwelled in the idea of settling down and having a wonderful family, one that would bring joy and happiness into his life — something he had been missing for quite a while with the constant demands of his father and uncle. They had wanted him to move on from the "stupid idea" of actually being there for someone because both of them tended to sleep with strangers and then leave without much of a heartache, their hearts tainted with the idea that the ones they had "loved" were enough for them. Their hunger was unsatisfiable and they wanted Pincher to join in as well once he became mature enough, demanding that it would help him get used to taking and leaving, a disgusting plan they did everytime. He remembered seeing women sobbings and demanding for them to stay with him but the twin brothers never listened, only allowed cruel wicked smiles to lace their lips as they would simply push them away and head off into the horizon to continue their eternal journey of ambition.
Pincher had never wanted to be like them. He had fallen in love with someone, a lovely female with rich golden eyes and the voice that reminded him of the soft small waves that would crash against a shore. It was relaxing and every word flowed out like liquid. But that beauty slowly rotted like fresh fruit as time ticked away, her kindness shriveling up and exposing the dark flaws that Pincher tried so hard to love but couldn't. Then his firstborn sons, Theo and Donovan had been killed by bastards that had sought their blood and after that, Pincher was never the same. He became numb to the idea of love that he simply became what his father had wanted him to be. He would grow distant when many tried to seize him to take care of their children and he would run off before getting attached. That was until he became captain of the Typhoon and had children with Guru. Despite having it been only a one-time thing, he was grateful for her because she had brought him the children he had longed for yet had been afraid to admit in wanting. Coldblue and Goldenluxury were his pride and joy despite Blue holding a disdain for him, Pincher loved him nonetheless. Goldie's relationship with him was deep rotted with care and love for each other, always appearing affectionate and warm that had softened the cold heart of Pincher. He felt happy. And now he had a litter of daughters to take care of and hoped that he would be enough despite being incredibly busy most of the time.
For now, he was trekking through the ivory sandy hills of the beach that outlined the island, his vibrant calculative blue eyes locked onto the entrance of the island with his dark jaws clamped around an unlit cigarette. The demigod tended to visit the entrance more than usual because of the potential joiners arriving quite often now, a good progress he liked to see. He enjoyed seeing the diverse members that arrived and hoped that despite being seen as some stereotypical blood-thirsty criminals, that they weren't so bad...if you were one of them. The muscular towering figure of the jaguar stalked closer and caught sight of a small lavender colored ball of fluff, confusion lacing his facial features as he mumbled "What the fuck?" He forgot there tended to be various kinds of colored fur now so the wildcat blinked, leaning his head to softly bump his pale salmon pink nose against the child. "Hey half-pint. Wake up." Pincher ordered but not with as much as intensity he gave to his crewmates.
( welcome to the typhoon !! <3 )
Pincher had never wanted to be like them. He had fallen in love with someone, a lovely female with rich golden eyes and the voice that reminded him of the soft small waves that would crash against a shore. It was relaxing and every word flowed out like liquid. But that beauty slowly rotted like fresh fruit as time ticked away, her kindness shriveling up and exposing the dark flaws that Pincher tried so hard to love but couldn't. Then his firstborn sons, Theo and Donovan had been killed by bastards that had sought their blood and after that, Pincher was never the same. He became numb to the idea of love that he simply became what his father had wanted him to be. He would grow distant when many tried to seize him to take care of their children and he would run off before getting attached. That was until he became captain of the Typhoon and had children with Guru. Despite having it been only a one-time thing, he was grateful for her because she had brought him the children he had longed for yet had been afraid to admit in wanting. Coldblue and Goldenluxury were his pride and joy despite Blue holding a disdain for him, Pincher loved him nonetheless. Goldie's relationship with him was deep rotted with care and love for each other, always appearing affectionate and warm that had softened the cold heart of Pincher. He felt happy. And now he had a litter of daughters to take care of and hoped that he would be enough despite being incredibly busy most of the time.
For now, he was trekking through the ivory sandy hills of the beach that outlined the island, his vibrant calculative blue eyes locked onto the entrance of the island with his dark jaws clamped around an unlit cigarette. The demigod tended to visit the entrance more than usual because of the potential joiners arriving quite often now, a good progress he liked to see. He enjoyed seeing the diverse members that arrived and hoped that despite being seen as some stereotypical blood-thirsty criminals, that they weren't so bad...if you were one of them. The muscular towering figure of the jaguar stalked closer and caught sight of a small lavender colored ball of fluff, confusion lacing his facial features as he mumbled "What the fuck?" He forgot there tended to be various kinds of colored fur now so the wildcat blinked, leaning his head to softly bump his pale salmon pink nose against the child. "Hey half-pint. Wake up." Pincher ordered but not with as much as intensity he gave to his crewmates.
( welcome to the typhoon !! <3 )
❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL — JAGUAR — FATHER — FIANCE ❞
the ruby sunset waters hide a resurrected lover