Name: Stephen Anderson
Age: 32
Birthday: April 13th
Gender: Male
Species: Half-giant Wendigo
Career: Bartender/Manager
Appearance Description: In terms of clothing, whenever he can manage to keep them on, he has a specific gentleman's taste. Preferring to wear clothes that hug his form, with a dressed and official look to them. Usually black pants, with collared tops, and vests. At times he will wear ties but complains that they feel like they are choking him. Hats are usually a forbidden topic for him, as many tell him his country gallon hats do not fit the look he is attempting to go for. Though most only ever see his long boxers as he somehow always ends up out of his clothes. Silk is his favorite fabric but it gets expensive rather quickly.
Otherwise, he stands 8'3" and weighs at, for his kind, a mere 242lbs. He keeps his hair tied in a ponytail at the top, which lies down the rest of his long blond hair. His left eye is in a patch, hiding the missing eye from site that he lost in his past. His entire body bears a deal of hair on it, though he does try horribly to keep his chin and upper lip trimmed down. Scars and bumps a plenty are notable from both his active fighting style and country upbringing. He bears a southern/country accent when he speaks. Despite being considered malnourished for his kind, he still bears a deal of muscle and mass.
Personality Description: Stephen is the mix between a Gentle Giant, and a very destructive brute. He loves to laugh, and smile, and drink. He has the problem where he feels he must apologize or try to cover up things he says or does a lot even when they do not cause actual social damage, and far too often does he tend to strip without meaning to. He could be considered a very passive extrovert, somehow always ending up talking to people without even intending to or involving himself in other's lives without intent. However he is never one to shy away from a fight or having to intimidate a bully.
Powers: Giant Physiology: Being Part-Giant, by nature Stephens body is above the normal in terms of physical limits. The most obvious factor of this being his great size, and girth. While still considered smaller and weaker than true giants, he is still very massive compared to other species. With this, comes an innate strength and toughness that makes him the powerhouse he is. While not invulnerable, he is able to shrug off most physical strikes like it is nothing, and could survive impacts more fatal to humans. (For example, while being hit by a car may end the life of a normal human, it may merely hospitalize him or leave him bruised and battered depending.) He can also do much more damage and carry much more with his muscles than a normal human being could. (Lifting a hefty amount of logs is nothing for him, but he still can't just carry cars like it's no one's business.)
Wendigo Physiology: The curse of the Wendigo is both a benefit and a curse at the same time. It's body is considered dead, and most poisons and venoms no longer effect it. Infact, he can eat most anything and digest it (Given he can manage to swallow it) without concern for it effecting his health, though he will always be in a state of hunger regardless. In addition, natural sicknesses no longer phase him given the curse is a disease in it's own right. This also means he is able to go some time without dieing of things such as drowning. In addition, his reflexes are much faster than normal, impressively so for his size.This is mostly due to the animal senses he has gained, such as a better sense of smell for flesh and blood, though the modern scents of things like perfume, cologne, and the like are ineffective to his senses. Infact, most non-organic scents are lost on him. Finally, having no sense of taste means he never has to worry about such things phasing him.
Weaknesses: The first issue with what he is, of course, is the immense size. It is hard for him to get around without bumping into things or smacking his forehead on low surfaces. Infact most seats can barely entertain his size. His speed, too, is much slower than one much lighter. While he may be able to react quickly, he is slower when it comes to actually moving towards things or trying to catch things. His hunger is unending, as a wendigo, and he must eat roughly four times as much as normal humans, while also starving to death much faster. Cold and fire both are terrible mistresses. Fire hurt him much more than it would, literally being the bane of his existence if he is unable to escape it. Cold, on the otherhand, does not harm him as much as it would if he were alive, but it does cause him to pass out in extreme temperatures as his body is unable to warm itself up or produce normal heat. He is unable to taste food or smell normal sents not organic. Being part Giant means he is more susceptible to attacks to the mind, though prolonged attempts can drive him to insanity and bringing out the beast. As a Wendigo, light has always been something they don't like, and as such he is Nocturnal by nature, preferring the night while rarely out during the day. In addition, while unrelated to his species, he suffers from Subconscious Nudism, and often loses clothing far too often, if not because of his accidental muscle tensing then because of his old mentality of being on a farm.
The Beast: Under too much stress or duress, or if his mind is broken beyond the capability of staying sane, the Wendigo inside comes out. This means that he will eat ANYTHING, and that means freind or foe as well, as Flesh is the sole diet of a Wendigo in rage. There will be a lack of care for damage to himself and he will find himself damaging and destroying things in the process of trying to get to his meal. While he may be capable of resisting the temptation to devour someone he, by nature, sees as close or dear, he will still react violently to them getting too close.
Species Abilities: These are abilities that are shared by other members of your characters species. In general, species traits are not considered part of your characters two power limit. However, species abilities should include both strengths and weaknesses to balance themselves out. Common species (dragons, fae, vampires, etc) should still have their species abilities defined, since there is a large amount of power variation.
Biography: Born in Montana, and raised as the child of a Giant, he was used to a rough life of a country bumpkin. Working the farm, skinny dipping, carrying heavy loads to repair the natural wooden framework of the household he lived in. It was a good and normal life, it was a simple life. Being out away from people most of his life, there was many civil normalities he never picked up on. Clothes, manners, and proper pronunciation for example. However this was until he and his father went to Canada for a fun hunting adventure. During their time there, Stephen came down with a bad disease that none of their local doctors could place. It wasn't until it was too late that a specialist had came to help the Anderson family out, when they found Stephen among corpses and blood, with that knowing hungry look in his eyes. The child of giant had picked up the Wendigo Disease, and his entire being had already changed before he could be helped. The Doctor managed to subdue and transport Stephen to his own home, far away from the lands that he had grown up and became the man he was in.
Over several years the doctor worked to help tame and dilute the beast that was inside of Stephen and help him live the rest of his life as a normal human... Well, half-bred being. Even for being a Wendigo, his body still appeared much larger than normal because of his heritage, the malnourished and hungry form still dwarfing that of the scientist attempting to help him control his urges. He could eat many things, but he always still had that bestial side to him, the part that wanted to eat only flesh. It was a very long and very hectic period but finally, the doctor began to see sides of humanity free from the beast that had taken over the boy. With luck, he began to speak and think more like a human being, and slowly he was able to walk freely around the Doctor's facilities without any fear of him devouring staff or patients. This was, of course, until a group came to try to claim the Doctor's assets, part of the illicit funding he had been using to help many beings not human survive in the world, and now they had came to collect. Among gunfire, violence, and bloodshed, Stephen's nature came free once more, but the doctor had taught him well enough that he did not harm those he had learned were friends. While there were some casualties of the other patients and some staff, there was hope there for Stephen to live a very normal life.
Stephen eventually went on to find his own place in the world, and as any would having missed their important early years, he was keen to fighting and drinking at the many bars. Wrestling and feuding, as his family would have called it. Despite the many visits to the drunk tank, he did find himself very fond of physical duels, but never able to really find him a proper and fair challenge. Beer became something of a constant for him, living in an intoxicated state so that he could fight at a fraction of his normal and have a better time finding real opponents. Despite all that he was, a softer side did come out. Caring, generous, and a smart-assed guy, even capable of blushing when he realized he was walking around without clothes in public once again. He became the beautiful mix between a giant monstrous brute with the craving for flesh, and a soft-hearted man who is just trying to make his place in the world. Of course, the tailoring bills were becoming a massive problem.. With his size, it cost him a great deal more than normal to don a new garb every time they just vanished or got torn apart. With his brute strength he took to working as first a bouncer at a local... Gentlemen's club, and eventually came to own it himself when it was time for it to change hands. It was a very interesting experience of course, this gentle giant among so many scantily clad woman... It was a glorious thing then that he was so used to his clothes never being on, or one might actually say he didn't belong in a place made for that very thing. Of course, there are always talk of him having other means of income on the side....
Additional Information: Manages a strip club called Dragon Rouge (Red Dragon), which will be added/applied for upon acceptance.
