Neat package of vitality and vigor and violence. His glassy green-grey gaze gives an impression of very intense animism, with nothing behind the eyes.Beaucoup is a wired fuse that spits and sparks from excessive charge; he does nothing quietly or in moderation. An explosive, destructive sociopath who regards everything beautiful with an arsonist's shining eyes, he particularly enjoys violating implicit laws of compassion and sensitivity; laugh at cripples, kick the helpless, exploit the weak. Kindness towards him is useless; he lives in a dog-eat-dog world where a challenger might earn his respect (albeit without clemency) but surrender deserves contempt and invites abuse.
Dry and crude at his most reasonable, he is otherwise maniacal: growling, snarling, repeating words back with mocking icy menace. Despite the lack of logic in his reasoning, he is refreshingly straightforward - a juggernaut without an ounce of retreat or compromise. Sadistic, anal retentive, and allergic to “noâ€, Beaucoup has a way of establishing his will and command as the only relevant issue in the room. He longs, hungers, for power and domination.
Beaucoup solves all real problems with staggering violence, whether or not behind closed doors. Having long perfected the mechanisms of intimidation, the nimble and imposing force of his intelligence is not to be underestimated. He knows that his chief asset is his rage, and he is willing to sit on it, cultivate it, talk to it, until it erupts like corrosive vitriol.