Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26593284-20160429011233/@comment-25908355-20160429102001

(What is happening trololo)

Gem: Hematite (Protagonist)

Pronoun: Male (He/His)

Appearance: Morbidly tall (7 meters), with skeletal, long legs and arms that end in sharp claws. He wears a black, flowing scarf and a duster hat, with glowing red eyes;

Weapon: His claws can expand and increase in strength

Unique Abilities: Death Stare (If he maintains eye-contact with someone for long enough, said someone will start to feel increasing stages of paranoia, its potency depending on how long contact was maintained.)

Personality: (Must.. Not... Spoil... I'll just give you a vague analysis so I won't write myself in a corner.  ) Largely missjudged for his appearance and strength. After what he's done and seen in the war, he doesn't want to hurt anyone anymore, unless absolutely necissary.

A gem walks into the courtyard, with cuffs around his hands. He walks towards the former rebels in a corner, and in a ghastly, raspy voice, greets them.

Hematite: Hello...