Post by mammoth on Apr 12, 2010 1:06:49 GMT -5
- At the Strings -
Name: Monica, call me Mo though
Age: 21, hate that part.
RP Experience: I could be called a Yahoo veteren, started around middle school and was active moreso back when Teen Titans has it's own room.
Activity Level: My schedule can be hectic, but I can generally spare the time to post nearly every single day, though if I can't I'll make a notice.- The Character -
Name: Baran Flinders
Alias: Mammoth
Species: Mutant humanoid
Age: 16
Gender: ALPHA MALE
Team Affiliation: Currently none
Member Group: Former H.I.V.E / Henchman / Anti-Hero
Canon: Yes
Appearance: Tall, large, and muscular, Baran is a mountain of a teenager. Wild orange-bronze hair tops his head as well as decorates some of his chin (take that LESSER TEENS). With his hulking physique, his jutting jaw and his blank stare, he fits the stereotype of strong but dim witted easily. He generally wears whatever will fit, which isn't much unfortunately. His eyes are much like Gizmo's, that being blank with a dark boarder, whether or not this means anything is up in the air, but his eyesight is uninhibited by it.
His complexion is slightly tanned, displaying that he is more prone to outdoor activity unlike some of his other former and current compatriots (I.E, Gizmo). His brow slopes just a little,his nose is slightly flat and some of his teeth has a marked canine point to them, giving him a bestial (if not dim as aforementioned) appearance.
Personality:
Baran does not have a very complicated personality. While he is loyal, that is about one of his only good traits. Generally he uses his massive size and strength to intimidate others. A bully through and through, he especially enjoys exerting his dominance over people who couldn't possibly match his overwhelming strength. This does not normally go past anything more than hazing or sometimes reappropriating food from someone else however. He enjoys brawling and contact sports more than bullying in reality, and enjoys competeting in strength with others, especially if he wins, and if he doesn't, he tries harder. While dim, Mammoth isn't mentally handicapped, he just has a very linear point-A-to-point-B thinking. 'Why scale a wall when you can smash through it?' as it were, and that point is made abundently clear when his position as the muscle of his former team declared. Paired along with a deep, gravelly voice, Mammoth makes for an intimidating figure.
He does have room for friends, though it's hardly something displayed in a way that would make one think they're friends. Safe to say though, that when he says 'No one picks on Gizmo but ME', he is actually admitting that he has a soft spot for the midget, just in an absurdly macho way. Mammoth takes slights very seriously, and loathes being pranked and humiliated. Not being clever enough to come up with his own pranks, he generally resorts to violence or something simple, like an atomic-360-shotput wedgie.
Mammoth is very hard to intimidate, as even when it should be apparent he's outclassed it isn't quite so apparent to himself. The only one to do so unfailingly is Brother Blood of course.
Likes or Dislikes:
Mammoth Like....
Fighting
Winning
Being the biggest, meanest, and toughest
Eating/Food
Contact sports
Anything that allows him to display being the biggest, meanest and toughest
Collateral damage
His team (former team, as Jinx is missing from it)
Mammoth no like...
Losing
Being humiliated
Being idle/bored
Goody two-shoes
Magic (being used against him at least)
People who don't stand toe-to-toe with him in a fight
Jinx after her betrayal
Strengths and Weaknesses:
As his name implies, Mammoth's powers are his size, incredible resilience, endurance and strength. He can take a hit and dish it out in near equal amounts, and it's incredibly difficult to put him down for the count. His strength makes him deceptively fast for a guy his size though not supernaturally fast. All of this makes him a natural athelete and a powerful physical combatant. Despite his dim nature, he's quite skilled in hand to hand combat and synergizes well with team efforts.
Of note, he has an insatiable appetite and can eat even the most disgusting of foods, including the moldy sort without any ill side effects.
While he might sound unstoppable, that isn't the case. While he may be difficult to trump in physically he's not so difficult to out-manuever mentally. Effects that strike at his mind are also effective against him (though when aren't they?) and he loathes magic being slung against him, which has a way better chance of knocking him off of his feet than a Semi-Truck does on his worst day.
History: At least two paragraphs, each consisting of 6-8 sentences.
No one quite knows where he comes from, and he hasn't given any information on the subject either. What is known is that he was inducted into the H.I.V.E at at young age around the same time as his other teammates, and earned his place at the top of the class by merit of being incredibly strong, tough, and enduring. At first he was reluctant to team with the standoffish Jinx and the incredibly annoying Gizmo, he found that they worked 'real good' together and with their combined efforts their place at the top of the student body food chain of H.I.V.E was cemented. When given the task to defeat the Titans he was overjoyed, as he had always wanted the chance to smear them into a pulp and prove once and for all that he was the biggest, meanest and strongest in the entire city, and he was sure that they would win. After all, no one in H.I.V.E could come close to competing, who could compare?
Of course he was proven wrong and after a successful first strike they were bested soundly by the Titans, being chastised for their lack of ability, the team had to once more work their way up the food chain under even more harsh conditions. They were finally able to do so and got their shot once more, only to be put down by a purse wielding nanny ( not exactly something he would ever mention. Ever. EVER.). Like the rest of his team, he has lost. Lost a lot of times, but just like the rest (and mostly with their assistance) he's learned from their mistakes and improved each time. Still they could never top the Titans much to his consternation.
Improving after every loss wasn't enough, and while he knows little of the events that caused Jinx's betrayal of the team, he has a newfound loathing for the hextress for selling out to the 'good guys'. Lacking direction by himself, he keeps at the other part of the existing H.I.V.E five, Gizmo, and continues to do what he does best; smashing, bashing, fighting and (hopefully) winning when the dust clears.
Roleplay Example: At least two paragraphs, each consisting of 6-8 sentences.
Don't come between a Mammoth and his food
OR
Remember your manners!
The H.I.V.E headquarters was abuzz as per usual, the disenfranchised trio had returned from their defeat with their tails between their legs. Mammoth had taken it particularly hard, the hulking teen had never liked losing, and it was such a devastating loss. To make up for it, he'd decided to eat roughly four times as much as usual. Sullenly sitting in the cafeteria with a mountain of food, plus a couple of trays from less fortunate students who had picked something Mammoth enjoyed eating, he feasted on his begotten goods and mulled over what he would do to the Titans the next time he could get his large hands on them.
"Hrm...then I'll punch'm again.. that'll work.. yeah, just a fluke" he mumbled through his half eaten helping of pie, when he felt a small pressure on his back. Straightening up, he turned his head slowly at the grevious offender. Someone had the audacity to bump into him and disrupt his thinking (not a terribly difficult thing to do) and his eating. The offending student was doing his best to act as though nothing had happened and kept walking, but the surrounding students knew that the surlier than usual Mammoth wasn't going to let it stand. They could have warned him, but it was much funnier to let it happen and watch the results, lest they aggravate brute themselves.
Standing, Mammoth took two steps to catch up with the quickly retreating student. Some new kid named See-More. Mammoth thought it was stupid, since you couldn't see more with only one eye in his mind. Quickly he reached out and grabbed the back of the unfortunate boy's pants and with a single yank upwards See-More was suspended in the air by both pants and undergarment. This illicted a shrill scream that amused Baran enough to turn him around to look him face to face.
"What do you say?" Mammoth growled irritably, locking opaque eyes with See-More's one technologic eye. "...E..excuse me?" he supplicated weakly, adding a smile in hopes of quelling the titanous teen's awful mood. Mammoth smiled grimly in return, two overlarge canines protruding as usual. "Yer excused." he intoned gravelly. Then with the technique of a man peerless in the art, he gave another rough yank upwards, holding See-More over his head at full height of his arm, soon twirling the unfortunate soul with evil intent. The students watched with malicious glee as the See-More whirled round and round and round.
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!
The sound of tearing cloth was drowned out by uproaring laughter as See-More sailed across the room and landed in the trash bin head first, legs sticking out of the refuse big and twitching from the trauma he'd just been subjected to. With a satisfied grunt, Mammoth took his seat again and began eating, halting to chuckle.
"Heh...yer excused..."
