Name: Gaius Grimgore
Age: Around 120
Birthday: Friday the 13th, unknown month, unknown year.
Gender: Male
Species: Nightmare, Urban Legend
Category: Citizen
Career: Butcher
Appearance Description: Mr. Grimgore is a tall and robust man as fat as he is muscled. He always wears an old tuxedo and black leather boots. He has pale skin, a bald head, blood red eyes, and sharp pointed teeth.
Personality Description: Mr. Grimgore used to be a monster, but it doesn’t show. With his hungers sated, he has gone from a raging beast to a gentle neighbor. He is no longer a violent man because it is less convenient to be violent. He is kind because it is easier than being cruel. Most people know him as quiet but helpful, blunt but courteous, and strangely considerate for a cannibal. Hearing nice things about people’s families sometimes makes him smile. Hearing about family treating each other poorly is among few things that make him mad, often sending him into a frighteningly productive frenzy of meat cleaving, meat grinding, and any other meat related activity he can find.
Powers:
Blood is Thicker: Every drop of blood shed by man or beast is connected, and Mr. Grimgore can travel though them. He need only make contact with a pool of blood large enough to fit his hand for his body to dissolve into blood and disappear into the pool. He can then emerge from any other such pool of blood in similar fashion. Between the pools he travels through is a “blood realm” of constantly shifting currents where all blood is one. It takes only seconds to travel miles in the blood realm, but it is easiest to find a way between pools that are within a few hundred feet of each other. The farther between pools, the less precise Mr. Grimgore can be with where he emerges. Normally the blood must still be liquid for him to travel through it, but the stains on his wife's wedding dress are a unique exception. He can always find and emerge from the blood stains on his wife’s wedding dress, and pools of blood shed by those whose flesh he has tasted within the last month. While he can bring with him any objects he can carry, no other people can be brought into the blood realm with him.
Death Do Us Part: Mr. Grimgore has been killed many times over the years, but he keeps coming back. So long as his wife’s blood stained wedding dress remains intact, he returns from the dead the next midnight after his demise. Any remains left behind collapse into a pool of blood, and blood weeps from the stains on his wife’s dress until it coagulates to form Mr. Grimgore’s body, tuxedo and all.
Species Abilities: Mr. Grimgore is an urban legend come to life. It is unclear even to him if he existed before the legend, but now the story is what defines him and gives him his power. He remains his own person, free to do as he pleases with his blessings and curses, but the legend makes him what he is. Mr. Grimgore’s powers, and to some extent the facts of his life, are determined by his portrayal in mortal folklore. Changes in how he is remembered will change the facts of what he is capable of. Mr. Grimgore is as timeless as his story, and can’t age so long as he is remembered. If his legend is ever forgotten he will cease to be anything more than an ordinary man with a tragic history, and perhaps cease to be entirely. He can sense when his story is being told, and can appear on the spot up to a day after the telling is finished by dissolving into blood and oozing out of the ground. Some basic features of his legend remain constant, and probably couldn’t change without becoming about a new character entirely. Mr. Grimgore is best known for his cannibalism, and can sustain himself only with human meat and blood. He can consume other food and drink, but it offers him no sustenance. He is also a vengeful hunter driven by the betrayal of his own family to consume similar abusers as brutal and gruesome punishment. He doesn’t need to eat people who have betrayed their families, but he really wants to.
Biography: Long ago in a small town somewhere in rural America, two families feuded. One family, the Grims, were butchers. The other family, the Gores, were ranchers. The feud supposedly started over the treatment of the Gores’ prize cow when it came time for slaughter, but the details were forgotten over generations of mutual hatred. The feud was supposed to end with the marriage of Gaius Grim to Bethany Gore, but the peace did not last even a day. A fight broke out during the reception and Bethany was shot dead in her wedding dress, forever staining the pristine lace with her blood. Gaius went into a murderous rage, killing both families and eating their hearts. Until recently he could still be found wandering rural America, showing up wherever his story was told and eating alive those who betray their families.
Urban legends travel quickly in the information age, and Mr. Grimgore has been a popular creepypasta for the past few years. His legend eventually made its way to Manta Carlos, where he discovered the ready availability of synthetic “exotic” meats while stalking prey. This allowed Mr. Grimgore to retire from his old ways of scaring and eating human victims. As he hadn’t actually eaten anyone on the islands yet, he was allowed to immigrate and purchase his favorite butchery. The place is now known as Grimgore Meats, and caters primarily to cannibals and man eaters like himself.
Additional Information: Owns and operates Grimgore Meats, a specialty butcher shop that carries a variety of lab grown and donated meats from sentient species, mostly human.
Age: Around 120
Birthday: Friday the 13th, unknown month, unknown year.
Gender: Male
Species: Nightmare, Urban Legend
Category: Citizen
Career: Butcher
Appearance Description: Mr. Grimgore is a tall and robust man as fat as he is muscled. He always wears an old tuxedo and black leather boots. He has pale skin, a bald head, blood red eyes, and sharp pointed teeth.
Personality Description: Mr. Grimgore used to be a monster, but it doesn’t show. With his hungers sated, he has gone from a raging beast to a gentle neighbor. He is no longer a violent man because it is less convenient to be violent. He is kind because it is easier than being cruel. Most people know him as quiet but helpful, blunt but courteous, and strangely considerate for a cannibal. Hearing nice things about people’s families sometimes makes him smile. Hearing about family treating each other poorly is among few things that make him mad, often sending him into a frighteningly productive frenzy of meat cleaving, meat grinding, and any other meat related activity he can find.
Powers:
Blood is Thicker: Every drop of blood shed by man or beast is connected, and Mr. Grimgore can travel though them. He need only make contact with a pool of blood large enough to fit his hand for his body to dissolve into blood and disappear into the pool. He can then emerge from any other such pool of blood in similar fashion. Between the pools he travels through is a “blood realm” of constantly shifting currents where all blood is one. It takes only seconds to travel miles in the blood realm, but it is easiest to find a way between pools that are within a few hundred feet of each other. The farther between pools, the less precise Mr. Grimgore can be with where he emerges. Normally the blood must still be liquid for him to travel through it, but the stains on his wife's wedding dress are a unique exception. He can always find and emerge from the blood stains on his wife’s wedding dress, and pools of blood shed by those whose flesh he has tasted within the last month. While he can bring with him any objects he can carry, no other people can be brought into the blood realm with him.
Death Do Us Part: Mr. Grimgore has been killed many times over the years, but he keeps coming back. So long as his wife’s blood stained wedding dress remains intact, he returns from the dead the next midnight after his demise. Any remains left behind collapse into a pool of blood, and blood weeps from the stains on his wife’s dress until it coagulates to form Mr. Grimgore’s body, tuxedo and all.
Species Abilities: Mr. Grimgore is an urban legend come to life. It is unclear even to him if he existed before the legend, but now the story is what defines him and gives him his power. He remains his own person, free to do as he pleases with his blessings and curses, but the legend makes him what he is. Mr. Grimgore’s powers, and to some extent the facts of his life, are determined by his portrayal in mortal folklore. Changes in how he is remembered will change the facts of what he is capable of. Mr. Grimgore is as timeless as his story, and can’t age so long as he is remembered. If his legend is ever forgotten he will cease to be anything more than an ordinary man with a tragic history, and perhaps cease to be entirely. He can sense when his story is being told, and can appear on the spot up to a day after the telling is finished by dissolving into blood and oozing out of the ground. Some basic features of his legend remain constant, and probably couldn’t change without becoming about a new character entirely. Mr. Grimgore is best known for his cannibalism, and can sustain himself only with human meat and blood. He can consume other food and drink, but it offers him no sustenance. He is also a vengeful hunter driven by the betrayal of his own family to consume similar abusers as brutal and gruesome punishment. He doesn’t need to eat people who have betrayed their families, but he really wants to.
Biography: Long ago in a small town somewhere in rural America, two families feuded. One family, the Grims, were butchers. The other family, the Gores, were ranchers. The feud supposedly started over the treatment of the Gores’ prize cow when it came time for slaughter, but the details were forgotten over generations of mutual hatred. The feud was supposed to end with the marriage of Gaius Grim to Bethany Gore, but the peace did not last even a day. A fight broke out during the reception and Bethany was shot dead in her wedding dress, forever staining the pristine lace with her blood. Gaius went into a murderous rage, killing both families and eating their hearts. Until recently he could still be found wandering rural America, showing up wherever his story was told and eating alive those who betray their families.
Urban legends travel quickly in the information age, and Mr. Grimgore has been a popular creepypasta for the past few years. His legend eventually made its way to Manta Carlos, where he discovered the ready availability of synthetic “exotic” meats while stalking prey. This allowed Mr. Grimgore to retire from his old ways of scaring and eating human victims. As he hadn’t actually eaten anyone on the islands yet, he was allowed to immigrate and purchase his favorite butchery. The place is now known as Grimgore Meats, and caters primarily to cannibals and man eaters like himself.
Additional Information: Owns and operates Grimgore Meats, a specialty butcher shop that carries a variety of lab grown and donated meats from sentient species, mostly human.
