09-10-2018, 11:07 PM
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 single. he is known for being a charming strategist with dark secrets. be cautious around him. —— ⚓
❝ YOUR HEART IS A BOTTOMLESS ABYSS — DEEPER THAN YOU'D LIKE TO ADMIT ❞
Pincher had grown in an infamous family, one mixed with what many called "crime royalty". Gangsters. Killers. Thieves. Mixed with "witches" and creatures of mystery. It was the perfect mixture of what Pincher now was and frankly, it hung in the air like his cigarette smoke that would dance out of his lips. Mysterious. Deadly. In the beginning, he had not felt any pride for his roots. They were ruthless monsters that did not believe in "children", simply saw Pincher as just another family member that would carry on the traditions on fucking up the world in the same way it fucked them. In a sense, he could understand their ideals and their perspectives. The world was cruel and ruthless, it wasn't a world meant for the soft-hearted and innocent so one shouldn't behave the same way unless they wanted to get torn to shreds by it.
The storm colored figure of Pincher was trekking through the rich jungle vegetation, his forked pale tongue dancing around his black cigarette as he smoked it softly, taking a break from all the paperwork he had waiting back in his subarmine quarters. Work was a pain in the ass but he knew he should get back to it soon since it was better to be efficient leader than a piece of lazy shit with power. With a soft exhale of exhaustion rumbling out of his empty chest, the male was ready to turn away but his attention was grabbed by the explosive sound of the bells and the distant yelling of a voice he did not recognize. He raised a fictional eyebrow with curious wonder as the muscular male headed over, chewing his lit cigarette with his canines. He ignored the burning sensation as he crushed the cigarette and swallowed it, his cool gaze locked onto the figures of his crewmates as he arrived to halt beside them, hearing their bickering with a deadpanned expression. "Nice first impressions, everyone." He stated flatly with a slight trace of sarcastic icy humor before the dark wildcat focused his hypnotic gaze onto Harper. "So got a name or what? Name's Pincher, captain of the Typhoon. Welcome to this lovely crew we got here."
The storm colored figure of Pincher was trekking through the rich jungle vegetation, his forked pale tongue dancing around his black cigarette as he smoked it softly, taking a break from all the paperwork he had waiting back in his subarmine quarters. Work was a pain in the ass but he knew he should get back to it soon since it was better to be efficient leader than a piece of lazy shit with power. With a soft exhale of exhaustion rumbling out of his empty chest, the male was ready to turn away but his attention was grabbed by the explosive sound of the bells and the distant yelling of a voice he did not recognize. He raised a fictional eyebrow with curious wonder as the muscular male headed over, chewing his lit cigarette with his canines. He ignored the burning sensation as he crushed the cigarette and swallowed it, his cool gaze locked onto the figures of his crewmates as he arrived to halt beside them, hearing their bickering with a deadpanned expression. "Nice first impressions, everyone." He stated flatly with a slight trace of sarcastic icy humor before the dark wildcat focused his hypnotic gaze onto Harper. "So got a name or what? Name's Pincher, captain of the Typhoon. Welcome to this lovely crew we got here."
❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL — DEMIGOD — FATHER — THE HERMIT ❞
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