Post by Markus Karl Faust on Jun 5, 2009 9:49:48 GMT -6
Name: Markus Karl Faust.
Nickname(s): None.
Age: 47.
Gender: Male.
Affiliation: Head Repoman.
Personality:
If you were to try to talk to Markus, you probably would not get much out of him. He does not like to carry on conversation – he will say what he needs to say for business matters, but other than that, he doesn’t like small talk. That probably has to do with the fact that he doesn’t have lips.. But, still. He will express his feelings by physical movements… Or probably just violence.
He will do anything and everything that Rotti or GeneCo commands him to, out of both fear and loyalty. He wants to keep being able to get surgeries ‘on the hose’, and he wants to keep his hand that he received from them – so nothing (or no one) will get in his way when he has an order. He does enjoy his job, being a sadist (also a masochist, but that’s besides the fact), and will probably prolong a person’s death for as long as he can, until he can get their final scream and watch the life leave their eyes.
Most seem to believe that there isn’t anything besides the cold, hard shell – and that might be the truth. No one has been able to get any emotion out of him since he was a child, and hardly ever gives anyone insight to what he is thinking. Perhaps, though, he just has not met the right person… Or has had the right motivation.
Family: One daughter from an unknown mother, she took off years ago, and he could care less about her. Little does he know, she is a wanted Graverobber.
Character Likes:
[x]Surgery.
[x]His job.
[x]Pain.
[x]Being the cause of pain.
[x]Very old music, from the 1950’s and earlier.
[x]Knives.
[x]Germany.
Character Dislikes:
[x]Zydrate. He doesn’t need painkillers!
[x]Physical contact.
[x]Relationships.
[x]Children.
[x]Weapons of higher technology. He prefers classic knives and swords to guns and bullets.
Model Claim: Ladislav Beran as Kroenen from Hellboy.
Appearance or Pictures:
hair: None – he is bald. It was black, but he sees no point in having hair that will get in his way.
eyes: An icy blue.
weight: 132. He is very skinny, any weight that he has on him is just a hint of muscle.
height: 5’7”.
distinguishable features: He has no eyelids or lips, many, many surgical scars, all over his body.
Background: Born in Germany to a world-renowned surgeon and a nurse, Markus grew up in the 2050s. However, Germany was one of the first countries to fall into the epidemic of organ failures – and Markus’ father was one of the first Repo Men. His mother, because of her marriage, was pulled into the surgical business as well, as a gentern. And, because of his parents’ occupations, he too was sucked into the world of surgery – having his first operation at the age of 12.
From that point on, he was addicted. When he couldn’t do anything more to his body – as he had already had two ribs taken out, his spine corrected, etc. etc. – he began to move on to more… odd surgeries. When he was 19, he had his eyelids removed – and two years after that, he had his lips removed. His parents didn’t seem to care though – as they were too busy ‘working’.
He knew of his father’s profession, and wanted nothing more than to do it himself. He would occasionally watch his father do his job in the basement-turned-‘operating’ room, and sometimes even helped. When his father died of heart failure, Markus was quick to take on his profession – moving him and his mother to the United States, New York City to be exact, where there would be more opportunities for them.
He was quickly hired be GeneCo, at first as a surgeon, and once he could prove himself – he became a Repo Man at the age of 35. Unfortunately, on one of his first ‘jobs’, his victim managed to get a part of him before he was able to complete the job. Losing his hand was a major set-back, and set him into GeneCo’s debt. After receiving a new hand, he went back to his job – more motivated than ever – and has not made a mistake since. This soon brought him to the position of head Repoman, and he couldn’t be better for the job.
Roleplay Sample: It was a cold night, and most who could would be in their beds, sounds asleep, the sound of a light rain hitting their windows. Of course, this wasn't the case for those that had no home to go to, those that were running... Or those that were doing the chasing.
The rain hit the river so that, creating movement, but there was something that stood perfectly still, on a small ledge over-looking the river and its banks. The dark figure was perfectly, almost eeriely still, arms folded behind it's back, blank eyes of the mask staring down at the dark, murky water. The only noise or movement that could be heard or seen was the breathing - though you couldn't hear it unless you were listening closely over the sound of the rain.
He was here, waiting for his next job. He hadn't any orders tonight, but he was quite fond of lurking near 'hot spots' - the river, the graveyard, places like that - to find victims that might not even own GeneCo anything, people that he killed... Just for the fun. Sometimes, he did get lucky, and find one that GeneCo wanted, but hadn't ordered him to get, and that would put him ahead of the game - but he could care less - as long as he got to cause pain.
Out of the corner of his eye... He saw something stir. Finally, he made a movement, turning his head slightly to the left. Was there someone there? Or was it just the wind, or perhaps an animal? He wasn't sure, but he was ready for some action.
Nickname(s): None.
Age: 47.
Gender: Male.
Affiliation: Head Repoman.
Personality:
If you were to try to talk to Markus, you probably would not get much out of him. He does not like to carry on conversation – he will say what he needs to say for business matters, but other than that, he doesn’t like small talk. That probably has to do with the fact that he doesn’t have lips.. But, still. He will express his feelings by physical movements… Or probably just violence.
He will do anything and everything that Rotti or GeneCo commands him to, out of both fear and loyalty. He wants to keep being able to get surgeries ‘on the hose’, and he wants to keep his hand that he received from them – so nothing (or no one) will get in his way when he has an order. He does enjoy his job, being a sadist (also a masochist, but that’s besides the fact), and will probably prolong a person’s death for as long as he can, until he can get their final scream and watch the life leave their eyes.
Most seem to believe that there isn’t anything besides the cold, hard shell – and that might be the truth. No one has been able to get any emotion out of him since he was a child, and hardly ever gives anyone insight to what he is thinking. Perhaps, though, he just has not met the right person… Or has had the right motivation.
Family: One daughter from an unknown mother, she took off years ago, and he could care less about her. Little does he know, she is a wanted Graverobber.
Character Likes:
[x]Surgery.
[x]His job.
[x]Pain.
[x]Being the cause of pain.
[x]Very old music, from the 1950’s and earlier.
[x]Knives.
[x]Germany.
Character Dislikes:
[x]Zydrate. He doesn’t need painkillers!
[x]Physical contact.
[x]Relationships.
[x]Children.
[x]Weapons of higher technology. He prefers classic knives and swords to guns and bullets.
Model Claim: Ladislav Beran as Kroenen from Hellboy.
Appearance or Pictures:
hair: None – he is bald. It was black, but he sees no point in having hair that will get in his way.
eyes: An icy blue.
weight: 132. He is very skinny, any weight that he has on him is just a hint of muscle.
height: 5’7”.
distinguishable features: He has no eyelids or lips, many, many surgical scars, all over his body.
Background: Born in Germany to a world-renowned surgeon and a nurse, Markus grew up in the 2050s. However, Germany was one of the first countries to fall into the epidemic of organ failures – and Markus’ father was one of the first Repo Men. His mother, because of her marriage, was pulled into the surgical business as well, as a gentern. And, because of his parents’ occupations, he too was sucked into the world of surgery – having his first operation at the age of 12.
From that point on, he was addicted. When he couldn’t do anything more to his body – as he had already had two ribs taken out, his spine corrected, etc. etc. – he began to move on to more… odd surgeries. When he was 19, he had his eyelids removed – and two years after that, he had his lips removed. His parents didn’t seem to care though – as they were too busy ‘working’.
He knew of his father’s profession, and wanted nothing more than to do it himself. He would occasionally watch his father do his job in the basement-turned-‘operating’ room, and sometimes even helped. When his father died of heart failure, Markus was quick to take on his profession – moving him and his mother to the United States, New York City to be exact, where there would be more opportunities for them.
He was quickly hired be GeneCo, at first as a surgeon, and once he could prove himself – he became a Repo Man at the age of 35. Unfortunately, on one of his first ‘jobs’, his victim managed to get a part of him before he was able to complete the job. Losing his hand was a major set-back, and set him into GeneCo’s debt. After receiving a new hand, he went back to his job – more motivated than ever – and has not made a mistake since. This soon brought him to the position of head Repoman, and he couldn’t be better for the job.
Roleplay Sample: It was a cold night, and most who could would be in their beds, sounds asleep, the sound of a light rain hitting their windows. Of course, this wasn't the case for those that had no home to go to, those that were running... Or those that were doing the chasing.
The rain hit the river so that, creating movement, but there was something that stood perfectly still, on a small ledge over-looking the river and its banks. The dark figure was perfectly, almost eeriely still, arms folded behind it's back, blank eyes of the mask staring down at the dark, murky water. The only noise or movement that could be heard or seen was the breathing - though you couldn't hear it unless you were listening closely over the sound of the rain.
He was here, waiting for his next job. He hadn't any orders tonight, but he was quite fond of lurking near 'hot spots' - the river, the graveyard, places like that - to find victims that might not even own GeneCo anything, people that he killed... Just for the fun. Sometimes, he did get lucky, and find one that GeneCo wanted, but hadn't ordered him to get, and that would put him ahead of the game - but he could care less - as long as he got to cause pain.
Out of the corner of his eye... He saw something stir. Finally, he made a movement, turning his head slightly to the left. Was there someone there? Or was it just the wind, or perhaps an animal? He wasn't sure, but he was ready for some action.
