OoOName: Drake “The Reaper” JacobyOoOOoOAge: 32OoO
OoOSex: MaleOoO
OoODescription: Picture to the LeftOoO
OoOHeight: 6’2”OoO
OoOWeight: 196OoO
OoOoOoOBio:OoOoOoO
OoOoOPirates; the scourge of the sea. Nothing was worse than a pirate in Drake’s eyes. Destructive, loud, murderous creatures that abide by the rules they supply themselves. They live under freedom like a banner, but take lives and freedom from the people around them. Drake gained his immense hatred of all things pirate when he was just a boy in a small town. His father was a world renown bounty hunter, respected and loved by many. His mother, a pirate.
OoOoOYes, it seems ironic that the woman who bore him should be the pique of his disgust, but nonetheless, that was truth. The island his parents chose to settle down on was small and quiet. The people there could understand outcasts, and the need for a fresh start. Just like that, his parents were accepted and given a fresh start. A year into their relationship, things started to get a bit rocky, but things smoothed down with the surprise of his mother’s pregnancy. The couple were closer than ever, and by the time Drake was born, they were both delighted and more in love than ever.
OoOoOThroughout his childhood, Drake was supported by both his parents. Every now and then he’d catch them fighting, but things smoothed down again in public and before their child. Unfortunately, their love wasn’t meant to be. His mother, in a blind fit of rage, murdered Drake’s father, cutting his throat with a butcher knife. Unknown to his mother, nine-year-old Drake was watching her.
OoOoONothing the mother could say would make the child calm down, and before she could stop him, he ran into town to warn the people. His mother, who despite her calm appearance, was still a ruthless pirate at heart and killed all the townspeople, leaving the town in ashes, and her son alone in the world. Drake watched his mother sail off, and instead of the icy grip of loneliness, he felt nothing but hatred for the woman.
OoOoOFor three months, Drake lived a miserable life of living off fresh berries from the ripe bushes around his now-ashen home and a spring filled with fresh water. Those three miserable months ended when a marine ship came by and noticed the damage. When Drake asked to join to get revenge on his mother, the marines laughed at him cruelly, saying he was too young, too weak. One man even told him he’d never be good enough for the marines; not even as a lowly cabin boy. Drake, infuriated, taught himself to fight, and found his perfect weapon, the Skeletal Scythe in a dirty pawn shop. When he asked why no one had bought it, the man said it was cursed- everyone who’d used the scythe in the past had gone insane. Drake, ignoring the shopkeeper’s warnings, bought the scythe and started his life as a freelance bounty hunter, earning himself the title of ‘The Reaper’ for all the pirates whose lives were ended at the end of his scythe.
OoOGuild: No.OoO
OoOWeapon of choice: Skeletal Scythe (Click the Magical Thumbnail for Full Sized Pic)OoO
OoOFruit: noneOoO
Special moves: (Note; each move is named after a superstition. Further explanations of the names will be under each attack.) (I might add more moves if I think of any more)
OoBird in HouseoO Standing straight and calming himself, Drake holds his scythe so the blade is closest to the ground and pointing towards the oppontent. When the opponent takes a chance to charge, Drake jerks the scythe up rapidly, slashing the enemy across the chest. Damage varies with the enemy's momentum.
OoOoOoOoOShould a bird become trapped in your house, it's an omen of death.
OoBlack CatoO Standing straight and calming himself, Drake spins his scythe in a smooth, circular motion to gain momentum. When the scythe picks up speed, he uses it's centripetal force to slash through the enemy's right shoulder, then turns it around to slash again, then again making a 'W' over his/her chest.
OoOoOoOoOShould a black cat cross your path, it's an omen for bad luck.
OoSpilt SaltoO Pulling a small, glass vial of sleeping salts out of his jacket, he throws it in the air and swings the scythe, shattering the glass and waving the salt towards the enemy. It normally takes about two posts to take effect, and how long depends on the character entirely.
OoOoOoOoOIf you spill salt, it's an omen of bad luck. To save yourself from this bad luck, one must throw a pinch over their left shoulder. Ironically, one could dodge the attack by stepping to the left and letting the wind blow away the salts.
OoBanshee's ShriekoO Gripping the area closest to the blade as well as the back handle, Drake charges with the Skeletal Scythe and aims to run the enemy through with the blade of his scythe. The weapon makes a strange whistling with this technique, due to the skull carved on the back of the blade.
OoOoOoOoOIn Irish legends, the banshee was a woman either old and hag-like or young and beautiful who would manifest near the woods and let out a terrible, mournful cry before a person's death. The whistling of Drake's scythe and the circumstances of the attack match well with the superstition.
