Post by Goodrick on Jul 17, 2022 11:47:17 GMT
Character Name: Goodrick (Goo-drick)
Canon Character or Original Character: OC
Face Claim: Slime from Dragon Quest
Character Race: Alien
Character Racial Traits: Tough Hides and Exceptional Talents
Character Gender: Genderless but uses Male Pronouns
Character Age: Unknown
Character Alignment: Indecisive
Starting Planet: Imecka
Starting Items: Space Leather Belt + Depleted Personal Teleporter
Starting Technique: Scattershot
Stats:
Strength: 100Personality:
Ki: 150
Agility: 100
Durability: 150
Remarkable by size and form only, the Slime Monster known as Goodrick, cannot be counted as either a hero or a villain. It just sort of exists, with little purpose, beyond its own selfish desires. Rather eccentric and childish, by nature. It wishes for a simple life without trouble, but tends to land itself into the worst and most danger-filled situations.
Not to mention, lazy and belligerent. Goodrick is, if forced, able to provide an analytical eye in battle and is able to plan as well as weigh the pros and cons of it’s movements. Although, it should be highly noted, that Goodrick dislikes any dangerous situation and prefers to let others do the difficult work. It should be clear by this point that Goodrick also despises work of any kind.
Goodrick has a bottomless and unlimited appetite, as whatever it eats, enters its slimy biomass as dissolves in an instant. While it does have taste buds, they are far less refined than other creatures. So much so, it is unable to tell the food groups apart. As well as being unable to tell spoiled food, things that are not food at all, enemies and actual food apart. However, alcohol takes far longer to dissolve into his biomass form and delivers a similar effect to ‘drunkenness’.
History:
Goodrick grew up on an unknown planet, somewhere far away. Only just managing to escape as it was destroyed as it crashed into another planet, by hitching a ride on another’s ship. From there and possibly as the only remaining slime from his home planet, Goodrick moved from planet to planet, looking for a safe haven where it could find lazy solitude to relax until the next planet collapse.
As a very rare and unknown, possibly unique species. Goodrick, is often sought on by hunters who wish to sell it for profit. This happened recently as the slime was painfully hunted down, taken hostage by an unknown man, taken to a different planet and most likely sold “to the highest bidder” and then whatever happens after that…
While, it would be easy for the slime to escape his captivity of a metal cage with bars on, as a slime
Goodrick finds itself rather uninterested in escaping, considering it too much effort to do so...
Sample RP:
“You’re gonna get me a p-p-pretty’ lil’penny, profit. You little dew drop,” The hunter muttered, gently moving from side to side as the alcohol dulled his senses, further than they already were. He slammed a beefy hand against the top of the metal cage, causing it to rattle.
After several more slaps, the hunter smirked and waved his hand up to the bar-keep to signal for another pint. As it arrived, the man took a deep mouthful of the foamy substance within and shouted something to the pub in a deep booming voice. “D-drinks are on me, tonight. I’mbouta be r-richer than you can belieb...believe!”
“Sure…” Goodrick muttered, his eyes closed. Uninterested in anything the man was saying and resigned to it’s fate. No matter what that might be. He could easily squeeze between the bars, escape and see the light of day for another day. But, logically, was this the best move? That idiot hunter would just hunt him down again, right? It’d just be an endless cycle of ever more elaborate escapes... capture, escape, capture, escape forever…
Seemed like a massive waste of energy if you asked me...
Energy that I just wont want to waste on you.
