10-12-2018, 03:13 PM
CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray panthera hybrid 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. —— ⚓
❝ A MODERN GOD IN A TAILORED SUIT — WHO'S LIPS TASTE LIKE FORBIDDEN FRUIT ❞
Blindness. All he could see was blood, his rich blue eyes splattered with the blood that he spill but that wasn't what was blinding him from the focus of the raid. No, it was the hunger for revenge, the very weakness that Pincher had within himself. It was the biggest flaw that he had gotten from his father, the need to always strike back no matter the consequences. A volcanic snarl rumbled in his throat as the male simply tried to keep Stryker pinned down so he could beat the fucker up even more but he felt something try to move him and the muscular male turned his attention towards Goldie, turning his head with his splattered gaze wide with confusion. Suddenly, he remembered what he had come here for and the male stammered "G-Goldie? The fuck are you doing, I'm here to take you ho-"
He was an idiot. Distracted by Goldie, Pincher felt the claws sink into his neck and caused him to suddenly lurch forward to be brought down by Stryker. Agonizing pain exploded inside of him and the male let out a drained grunt of shock as he felt his skin tear and cause bitter blue blood to flow out. F-Fuck!" Pincher cursed, only to wince in pain as he realized how hard it was to speak. So much pain. Instinctively, he aimed to claw at the paws of Stryker and tug him away until he was headedbutted and he stumbled back but forced himself to stand in front of Goldie, electric sparks rolling off his spine as he breathed raggedly. Suddenly his eyes widened when he caught sight of the hatchet now being turned against him and before he could teleport away, he felt it sink into his chest. The same place the spear that had killed him had been inserted. But he didn't feel pain. All he felt was fear. Fear of dying all over again, bloodloss by a chest wound. However, there was no longer a heart inside his empty chest and the hatchet hung as he stood there in a state of shock, watching as his electric blue blood form a pool beneath him, soaking up the earth.
He winced as he felt an intrusion, causing him to snap out of the daze but the sane part of him had slipped away when the hatchet had been driven into him. His tattoos now glowed a complete stark white and Pincher chuckled, his eyes glowing with an unnaturally eerie light as the demigod laughed at his attempts. "Oh nu, nu mă sperii de nenorocit." The romanian tongue was warbled and broken, his vocal chords in complete agony but Pincher was not going to be told to just "go away". He was a selfish fuck, he wanted more than what he came for. He stepped back, suddenly transforming into his dragon form and aimed to gently grab a hold of Goldie in one claw while his jagged wings parted and he rose up, blood still flowing out of him as the scarred dragon roared "[i]Nu fără un mic suvenir[i]" as he rose to the sky and appeared to head towards the direction of home before suddenly swooping down and aimed to clamp his jaws around [member=2048]COSETTE[/member] with a loud roar towards his crewmates to grab the others and head home. His vision was blurring on and off and he was ready to collapse but only when he would see the volcanic island that he called home.
He was an idiot. Distracted by Goldie, Pincher felt the claws sink into his neck and caused him to suddenly lurch forward to be brought down by Stryker. Agonizing pain exploded inside of him and the male let out a drained grunt of shock as he felt his skin tear and cause bitter blue blood to flow out. F-Fuck!" Pincher cursed, only to wince in pain as he realized how hard it was to speak. So much pain. Instinctively, he aimed to claw at the paws of Stryker and tug him away until he was headedbutted and he stumbled back but forced himself to stand in front of Goldie, electric sparks rolling off his spine as he breathed raggedly. Suddenly his eyes widened when he caught sight of the hatchet now being turned against him and before he could teleport away, he felt it sink into his chest. The same place the spear that had killed him had been inserted. But he didn't feel pain. All he felt was fear. Fear of dying all over again, bloodloss by a chest wound. However, there was no longer a heart inside his empty chest and the hatchet hung as he stood there in a state of shock, watching as his electric blue blood form a pool beneath him, soaking up the earth.
He winced as he felt an intrusion, causing him to snap out of the daze but the sane part of him had slipped away when the hatchet had been driven into him. His tattoos now glowed a complete stark white and Pincher chuckled, his eyes glowing with an unnaturally eerie light as the demigod laughed at his attempts. "Oh nu, nu mă sperii de nenorocit." The romanian tongue was warbled and broken, his vocal chords in complete agony but Pincher was not going to be told to just "go away". He was a selfish fuck, he wanted more than what he came for. He stepped back, suddenly transforming into his dragon form and aimed to gently grab a hold of Goldie in one claw while his jagged wings parted and he rose up, blood still flowing out of him as the scarred dragon roared "[i]Nu fără un mic suvenir[i]" as he rose to the sky and appeared to head towards the direction of home before suddenly swooping down and aimed to clamp his jaws around [member=2048]COSETTE[/member] with a loud roar towards his crewmates to grab the others and head home. His vision was blurring on and off and he was ready to collapse but only when he would see the volcanic island that he called home.
❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL — DEMIGOD — FATHER — THE HERMIT ❞
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