Post by Wood on Mar 13, 2017 4:52:47 GMT -8
Name: [/b]Uahi Ao
Nickname: Smoky or Ua (Ooh-Ah)
Age: 24
Race: Human
Powers: His body has been subjected to a copious amount of poison. A plant he regularly smokes gives him immunities to most plant based toxins, but at the cost of his body. The poison he ingests has left him full of cysts and boils, and large open pores, and he is able to secrete
poisonous gas and smoke into the air. When he gets hit, the boils and cysts can pop, and get acidic liquids on things. When he falls asleep, his body releases fumes that make those around him drowsy. Because of his horrid body he has to move around slowly, and isn't able to take a hit as well as a healthy man of his size. This is a pity though, because if he was in good health, he'd be something not to be reckoned with. For now though, he has the know how to make his body adaptable to most hazardous environments, by knowing which elixirs and potions to make to survive.
Date of birth: April 23rd
Home: He lives in a small cot where the forest gives away to Kyanite Mountain. Just high up enough to get a look over the majority of the woods, he is barely able to see Aster city in the distance. Far away from everything, where he feels he most belongs.
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Relationship He has a hard time maintaining relationships because of his unique condition, and slimy attitude.
Currently has nobody, and his parents died via 'mysterious' illnesses.
Job: Lives as a hermit, scavenging the land for food, and for his special drugs.
Appearance: He stands at 6'4, is built like a thick but decaying tree, and has greasy slicked back hair. He rolls his special plant herbs (Drugs he makes out of the things he finds in the forest and mountain areas) into large cigars, and almost always has one in his mouth. His eyes are a dark gray color, and usually has a cold but lonely look in them. His skin was originally a natural dark tan color, but has become pale and sickly, with patches of boils here and there. His lips have been blackened by his excessive drug use.
Personality: Needless to say, he has an addictive personality disorder.
Good for him or not, when it comes to an addictive substance, he will have to learn to fight it. If it's fun, he's down to give it a try. This can and has gotten him into problems. On the rare occasions he makes it to Aster City, he finds himself in the gambling houses, trying to swindle people out of their money. He can't seem to get any favors from anybody, because of his gross look. This has led him to prefer the lonely confines of the forest, where he doesn't have to deal with people. He enjoys a good view, and can appreciate nature. He'll go on long walks along the mountain ridges, taking in the sight of the clouds, and watching the wind blow leaves through the air. Despite his appreciation of nature, animals keep their distance too, and usually are able to tell when he gets near them. Because of this, he is practically a vegetarian, although, not by choice. All this solitude is alright though, since he has his drugs.
History: His dad was a logger. His mom was what most would call a wood hag. His dad was able to teach him how to defend himself. His mom taught him how to treat injuries, and survive off the plants in the wild. The three of them lived in the forest, in the small cot his dad made. Things were going great until Uahi found a rare patch of mushrooms hidden in a cave near the base of the mountain. These shrooms, he'd read from one of his moms books, were poisonous, but were rumored to be able to produce all sorts of strange effects when bashed into powder with an assortment of other ingredients. Wanting to impress his mom, he wanted to figure out what these ingredients were, and surprise her with something cool. So he went out on a month long quest to find the secret recipe. He was mildly successful, but the shrooms had already done their damage. His body was undergoing a mutation, and he was releasing fumes that he was unaware of. When he got home that night, he snuck into his bed, with the plan on showing his parents what he did in the morning. The fumes got into their lungs while he slept, and was the catalyst for their slow demise. His mom woke with advanced stages of Alzheimer's, and his dad had the beginning signs of Parkinson's. These ironic diseases made his parents meet their early demise, leaving him alone. Despite blaming himself for their deaths, he was unable to stop using the drug he ended up making. The damage might be able to be reversed, if he had the will to try to figure it out. Time will see if he can be motivated to do anything about it.
Anything else: ((I drew the picture of him.))
