Ominous, friendly, and mischievous
- Gender
- Male
- Eyes
- Brown
- Hair
- blonde
- Skin Tone/Pigmentation
- Extremely Pale
- Height
- 5'8''
- Weight
- 170
Appearance
Physical Description
Average height and lanky. Always smiling
Body Features
Bears the mark of an ancient symbol self-carved onto his chest
Facial Features
Beaming eyes and shaggy/unkempt hair
Identifying Characteristics
Always smiling, sometimes stares blankly off into space. Always carrying a large musket. Self-carved symbol stretching from between the nipples down to just above the navel
Physical quirks
Shoulder length hair and pale skin
Apparel & Accessories
Red shirt and black pants with a raggedy coat
Special abilities
Can shoot kinda well
Mentality
Personal history
I was born in Raveton to the standard, Asmodeus-fearing family. I had one brother (before I murdered him), and I used to help out arounf the house. Back to the murder though. It was the first time I acted upon the voice in my head. It started as a fuzzy buzzing and then as the weeks went by I began to here two words,"Kill. Brother." Family murder is not as looked down on as you'd think were I'm from. Only the strongest survive right? So there I was one night laying on my cot when my mind seemed to fill up with a black smoke. From the haze came the voice again, but this time it was louder. It told me to murder my brother and become one of the legion. It called itself the black pharaoh and I felt more compelled to follow its message. I grabbed my father's musket off the rack near the front door and brought it into my sleeping brother's room. He was only 6 at the time and I was all grown up at 11 already. I pointed the barrel at his head and squeezed the trigger. The cloudy smoke in my head instantly vanished and i felt a sense of clarity unlike everything I'd felt before. It was as though the door to the universe's secrets were in front of me and my mind was the key. The voice returned and asked me to prove my newfound loyalty by carving some symbol into my chest. I bled a lot but with the pain came the same clarity, as though i was on the edge of discovering the secret to life itself. My parents had mixed reactions to my murdering of my brother and the excessive blood dripping from me. The next day after burying my brother, I was sent out in search of work to keep me busy by my parents. It's been six years since then and I've murdered many more for the dark pharaoh, although he is always picky about his targets. So yeah, that's my story I guess.
Education
Read some ancient books at the library
Employment
Odd jobs here and there
Accomplishments & Achievements
Sacrificed eleven people for my master
Failures & Embarrassments
I'm disappointed that I didn't worship him sooner
Mental Trauma
My mind serves my master and nothing retracts from that
Morality & Philosophy
Murder is cool, elderly are not worth sacrificing
person.sexuality
Turned on by my master
person.gender_identity
Male
Known Languages
Common, Aklo, Ancient Osirion, Sphinx
Personality
The major events and journals in Ripple's history, from the beginning to today.
The list of amazing people following the adventures of Ripple.
Social
Birthplace
Raveton
Current Residence
Too far away from my master
Contacts & Relations
My parents are probably still alive, but they come second
Wealth & Financial state
Rich in spirit
Family Ties
Hahaha
Religious Views
Devout worshiper
Social Aptitude
Be nice to people
Mannerisms
Cordiality and friendliness goes a long way
Hobbies & Pets
Cleaning my gun and carving symbols into my skin
Speech
informal