The Fury [ Abaddon Walker ]


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First name: Abaddon
Sur name: Walker
Nickname: The Fury
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Nationality: American
Orientation: Unknown
Occupation: Serial Killer


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Hair Color: Midnight Black
Eye Color: Navy Blue
Height: 173cm
Weight: 63kg
Complexion: Pale
Blood Type: O
Body Type: Slim
Imperfections: Multiple scars on his torso and back.
Tattoos/birthmarks: N/A


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Strength: 20/10
Speed: 7/10
Stamina: 8/10
Magic: 0/10
Intelligence: 6/10
Power(s): He has a staggering and immense strength contained inside his body, which he can release on command but only through his fists or at least that is all that's known.
Weakness(es): He severely underestimates his opponents and views them as nothing but irritating obstacles in his path of living the life he desires. He apparently holds a soft spot for a person in his life which can make him more irrational and reckless than he already is.


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- grim
- hotheaded
- harsh
- rude
- serious
- daunting
- reckless


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He is mostly discovered quarreling with anybody he comes across as he searches for his next great fight. He frequently watches violent action movies when given the opportunity. Other than that, he spends most of his time alone in complete silence where the world is far better in his opinion.


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Favorite Food: N/A
Favorite Book: "The Catcher in the Rye" (1951)
Favorite Music: Heavy Metal
Favorite Movie: "Battle Royale" (2000)
Favorite Color: Crimson Red


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Abaddon Walker was born into a reasonably wealthy family. His father was a scientist and thus was always working in some laboratory away from his family. The kid barely knew his father except for the brief moments they chatted, though Abaddon believed he was an a**hole and attempted to stray away from such irritating conversations. In fact, the boy tried to spend all of his time alone in his room, either occupied with reading stories in order to expand his knowledge or listening to heavy metal music -- but his annoying sister halted most of that. Tabitha Walker was always so joyful and energetic, compelling her brother to accompany her somewhere or to do something ridiculous like play dolls with her. A smile never left her face and he absolutely despised that about her, but he secretly did sort of enjoy her the times they spent together. Abaddon went through school and got into countless fights with other students to the point that people were terrified of the male, cautiously strolling by him in the hallways and none ever dared spoke to him. Of course, his sister who was only a year older lingered around him but he allowed her to do so. His school life was quite dull since nobody said anything to him but none of that mattered since when he became eighteen years old is the moment where he finally expressed himself freely to the world.

Abaddon couldn't help but love the thrill of fighting and the excuse for a new battle popped up when Tabitha was being abused by her boyfriend. He couldn't care less about her but the idea of pounding the douche to nothing made him instantly rush to his next conflict. Still, the fight turned ugly when his fist abruptly went through the teenager's torso and blood gushed all over the area around the two. He thought he was some normal nobody floating around in life but now he realized he actually had a power -- and he was prepared to do anything with it. His murder spree began and he knew who to kill next. He went home and gave his father a warm welcome by using his immense strength to beat him to death with only a few hits. He didn't intend to kill his mother but of course she wasn't going to ignore the fact that her beloved son just murdered her husband, and thus Abaddon eliminated her as well before visiting other people he hated and murdering them so easily. Afterward, he hid from the police that were swarming over the town to find him while he hysterically laughed at the gore that was splattered on him. His hands were covered by the crimson liquid and he couldn't help but admire them. He couldn't stop his frightening laughter for what felt like an eternity for him, gazing up at the night sky and realized that the world is cruel -- but he was going to make his life not follow what the world wanted to do to him. He was going to live the life he craved for no matter what and he would have his freedom to do whatever he pleased, and nobody could stand against him with his new power. He was about to give the world a middle finger.

Though Tabitha was left to survive the whole ordeal, he believed that she should hold that curse as he began his life in solitude as a murderer, wandering from city to city and making a mess everywhere he went. It was during his travels where he developed an unnatural appetite, curious whether or not the blood of his foes tasted as lovely as the the appearance. He never touched the flesh or his victims but he would lick the blood on his hands, adoring every second though he no longer laughed. In fact, he began to permanently have a bland expression as if he was completely heartless -- yet that was perfectly fine in his opinion. He lived a life stained with gore and vicious conflict, but he found pleasure in whatever he did so again everything was just perfect. Society wasn't going to control him with laws, especially when foolish lawmen attempted to halt him for his crimes and he would just obliterate them like he did with everybody else, nor would nature stop him. Abaddon was living a child's violent dream -- and it was absolutely beautiful.
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3 | Sep 18th 2018 20:31