premade profile by Chen

famine

pron: moe-tiss

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eyes:above his eyes are two more eyes, much more heavily slanted than the ones below. they are almond shaped and point almost directly where there would be a space between eyebrows (the nasion?)
the eyes are the exact same as the lower ones, with a small white pupil surrounded by a black sclera.

teeth: needle-like, far far too many of them to count. tightly packed in. can extend to a length of around 5 inches. jaw can dislocate ala jennifer's body, that is, the skin of the face will rip to allow the mouth to open further.

nails: this shape, any design you want (natural, black, white, actually decorated, go crazy). potential nail designs: 1

outfits: you get to play mix and match for the most part.
tops: shirt (detail shot) can be shortened if you like, jacket + gloves + shirt, top,
bottoms: leggings + shoes (if you want), leggings (to go with the first shirt?), pants
shoes: boots, heels?, more boots, more heels
accessories: rings
full outfits: 1, 2

build: lean, very muscular (for some reason). defined back. abs. muscles out the wingwang. is 8'5, can shrink down to 6'3 if the situation demands it.

hair: white, absolutely white, not gray, not eggshell, not off-white: white. down, mostly, unstyled. parted in the middle, parted on the side, whatever you like. long, mid back, and usually very straight. can be wavy.

disregard any stated age below--i'll want him to look like an adult unless stated otherwise.

(kudos if you manage to make him scary!)

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Personality/Basics
"I guess I'm... kind of whatever, right?"
motis is old. older, maybe, than the dirt you walk on and the air you breathe. and yet he is young, impulsive like a teenager and just as pointlessly cruel as a child. he has not yet matured, mentally, and is likely to never do so as long as he continues to close himself off from the world.

he is stubborn. he is rude. he is not unlike a human in his bad qualities, but the fact that he has no good qualities is telling that he is not, in fact, any kind of human. he has a manipulative streak five miles wide, and will stop at nothing to get what he wants. he entirely lacks any form of empathy. he is easily offended, and is well versed in defending himself, though he usually stutters through some form of ‘don’t you dare say that to me!’ before actually beginning to argue. he’s more sensitive than he’d have you believe, and is prone to mood swings. depression is his go-to, but he’s entirely capable of being happy. probably.

he has a brother very much unlike him, saenoraph, and a father, noivijat. his personality defects can not be blamed on his brother, but can very well be blamed on his father. mostly, though, it is his own fault. refusal of actually learning what he has been taught.

he nitpicks. he sheds light on other's shames and humiliations. your bad habits are his interest points. he torments, terrorizes, abuses, antagonizes, and blasphemes, despite having no reason to do so. he tells dark jokes and utters one-liners that most, or all, would find repulsive. occasionally he tells them to himself, when there is no one else around.

his voice can best be described as stressed and somewhat high-pitched. a natural born whiner, we’ll say. in adulthood, perhaps it will grow to be monotone and dull.

he is the third horseman, of the four. he is famine, and rides the black horse. he has inherited this title, position, from the previous famine, and he is ill-prepared for it.

And when he had opened the third seal, I heard the third beast say, Come and see. And I beheld, and lo a black horse; and he that sat on him had a pair of balances in his hand. And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts say, A measure of wheat for a penny, and three measures of barley for a penny; and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine.
Art
one by Infintesimal
two by User not found: wempuli
three by smile
four by User not found: france
five by Botanist
six by meeto
seven by User not found: simplicityx
eight by User not found: wempuli
nine by NECOLA
ten by Saido


Variants:Sa'id
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art
one by Boofrickityhoo
two by octopli
Othermotis has had more backstories than i can count and has been so many different visual ages that it makes my head spin. he has been an angel, a demon, a fallen angel, a not-quite-demon, a human, and now, finally, one of the four horsemen. he's been older than the universe, he's been older than the dinosaurs, he's been infinite, he's been only a thousand years old, he's been five hundred years old, and now he's, we'll say, around a thousand years old, and little more than a teenager. an adult no longer, we'll have to disregard the fact that he has a son. most of the characters involving him depend upon him being a different character entirely (though keeping his general appearance), which causes problems because i can never decide on a character for him for long. safe to say he's in a constant state of flux and tomorrow he'll probably be a forty year old detective in a noir setting. who knows!