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Description
Okey doke, it's the Butcher's turn to have a bio written up.

Notes:

Some driders are nice. Some driders are not. Mr. B doesn't really fit into either of those groups perfectly.

Depending on who you are, he can be perfectly charming and friendly, or perfectly charming and a horrible monster. He values manners and honour very much, and is very civil and protective to people he considers good. On the other hand, if he considers someone bad, or even just rude, he's probably already planning which of their internal organs to remove first.

Mr. B always tries to think two steps ahead, never rushing into anything without thinking it over, and not attempting things that have horrible odds stacked against him.

His greatest strength would probably be his cunning mind and skill at manipulating and controlling others. He's very good at predicting people's reactions and uses this to his advantage, on both his enemies and allies to get his way.

Unlike some, Mr. B can't just rely on his speed and strength. He's fairly quick on his feet, but is physically frail and has a bad back, so he prefers to hide in the shadows and strike when his opponent least expects it. If that's not possible, he'll try to find some other way to hold his enemies at bay, such as taking a hostage. Still, he isn't a pushover, with a venonmous bite and probably a large number of knives hidden in his pockets.

He's just as playful as most other Felaryan predators, but he's more than happy to physically as well as mentally torment his victims as soon as they're helpless. He's pretty imaginative about it too, so it's best not to get on his bad side.

Quick facts I can't be stuffed to write much about

- Has blue ichor, (spider blood stuff) guts, ect. The only colours on him are black, white and shades of blue.

- Has a cat called Lizzy and a servant called Damsel who he's very fond of

- Hates teenagers and most modern stuff because he finds it so damn annoying

- Constantly smiles because of the way his jaw is built, it's not a sign of his emotions. Physically impossible for him to frown. :C

- Privately thinks that nagas are a creepy looking species, with their COMPLETE LACK OF LEGS, but doesn't let it influence how he treats them. AKA, not racist

- The last time he swore was in 1967. He said 'drat' because he'd just caught his hand in a mincing machine

- His fashion sense is a few hundred years late. He does not appear to have noticed that people don't wear brightly coloured ballgowns anymore

- Constantly smokes poisonous herbs and stuff to build up an immunity to them. It probably doesn't help his already somewhat delicate mental state.

- Has to eat at least 1/4 of his body weight in meat a day to stay healthy because of a uber fast metabolism

The moar you know:

He's my fave of my characters, even though he's a bitch to draw.

He's loosely based on a slightly scary maths teacher I had.

I luuurve that he looks like a 30 something year old. I need to draw more older doods.

Description
Okey doke, it's the Butcher's turn to have a bio written up.

Notes:

Some driders are nice. Some driders are not. Mr. B doesn't really fit into either of those groups perfectly.

Depending on who you are, he can be perfectly charming and friendly, or perfectly charming and a horrible monster. He values manners and honour very much, and is very civil and protective to people he considers good. On the other hand, if he considers someone bad, or even just rude, he's probably already planning which of their internal organs to remove first.

Mr. B always tries to think two steps ahead, never rushing into anything without thinking it over, and not attempting things that have horrible odds stacked against him.

His greatest strength would probably be his cunning mind and skill at manipulating and controlling others. He's very good at predicting people's reactions and uses this to his advantage, on both his enemies and allies to get his way.

Unlike some, Mr. B can't just rely on his speed and strength. He's fairly quick on his feet, but is physically frail and has a bad back, so he prefers to hide in the shadows and strike when his opponent least expects it. If that's not possible, he'll try to find some other way to hold his enemies at bay, such as taking a hostage. Still, he isn't a pushover, with a venonmous bite and probably a large number of knives hidden in his pockets.

He's just as playful as most other Felaryan predators, but he's more than happy to physically as well as mentally torment his victims as soon as they're helpless. He's pretty imaginative about it too, so it's best not to get on his bad side.

Quick facts I can't be stuffed to write much about

- Has blue ichor, (spider blood stuff) guts, ect. The only colours on him are black, white and shades of blue.

- Has a cat called Lizzy and a servant called Damsel who he's very fond of

- Hates teenagers and most modern stuff because he finds it so damn annoying

- Constantly smiles because of the way his jaw is built, it's not a sign of his emotions. Physically impossible for him to frown. :C

- Privately thinks that nagas are a creepy looking species, with their COMPLETE LACK OF LEGS, but doesn't let it influence how he treats them. AKA, not racist

- The last time he swore was in 1967. He said 'drat' because he'd just caught his hand in a mincing machine

- His fashion sense is a few hundred years late. He does not appear to have noticed that people don't wear brightly coloured ballgowns anymore

- Constantly smokes poisonous herbs and stuff to build up an immunity to them. It probably doesn't help his already somewhat delicate mental state.

- Has to eat at least 1/4 of his body weight in meat a day to stay healthy because of a uber fast metabolism

The moar you know:

He's my fave of my characters, even though he's a bitch to draw.

He's loosely based on a slightly scary maths teacher I had.

I luuurve that he looks like a 30 something year old. I need to draw more older doods.