Insane Kane

NAME: Kane
AGE: 18 years
GENDER: Male
SPECIAL STUFF: HE’S N’S BROTHER, YO Hydreigon Gijinka
IMAGE: http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=§ion=&q=gijinka#/d2zilgr
LIKES:

• Fighting
  
• Eating
  
• Hunting
  
• Inflicting pain
  
• Darkness

DISLIKES:

• Being neat
  
• Relying on someone
  
• Prey escaping
  
• The cold
  
• Victims dying

PHOBIAS:
POSITIVE TRAITS:

• Independent
  
• Determined
  
• Strong
  
• Sexy

NEGATIVE TRAITS:

• Sadistic
  
• Reserved
  
• Destructive
  
• Stubborn
  
• Wild
  
• Resentful
  
• Calculating
  
• Insane, much?

HISTORY: This poor bastard son of an unlucky high school girl was left on the snow-covered steps of an orphanage only hours after his concealed birth. This unconventional way of being brought into the world left him with two things: a bad constitution and an even worse character. In that place it was the strongest who survived. For sickly Kane, that was rather. . .unfortunate. A dark fire came to burn in his eyes, one that should be reserved for the mad and the wicked. This deep hatred only grew as it fueled his lust to make people suffer. A girl that scratched her skin raw and bleeding, a boy whose cheek was stabbed with a knife in his pillow, and another who just simply collapsed convulsing after ingesting too much cleaner. He enjoyed the last one so much he tried it again, just this time with a lot more. He grinned as he watched the poison work its way into his victim’s system, the wretched boy twitching and foaming at the mouth. He never felt so happy—if one can use such a word in this situation—then when he saw the wild, glazed eyes of his prey. There was only one thing that could rip such euphoria from him. Death.

He had never encountered such a puzzling thing such as death before. He had only witnessed it once and yet he loathed it. A relief to pain? It was the bane of the bloodthirsty darkness that had consumed his young yet damned soul. He looked upon those around him with disdain, wondering how easy it would be for death to whisk them away from him. Though he wouldn’t have to worry too long, for someone decided to take him from the hell hole he was at. He was legally adopted but there was nothing legal about what happened to him at his “new home”. After numerous and rigorous experiments he finally awoke many years later to a brand new him. Even though he was completely different he still possessed that insatiable bloodlust in his eyes. A dark craving that had been suppressed far too long and the prime inhibitor was now absent. Disposed of was the frail child and ushered in was a monster that truly reflected his sinister soul. At first he was pleased with the mayhem and pain he inflicted but his rebirth was soon dampened by his nemesis: Death.

He was stronger than any man and thus killed most of his prey with hardly any effort on his part. It was then that he came to know his “father”, a man of wicked sorts who gazed at the demon before him with pride. He not only encouraged this brutal behavior, but gently taught him how to control himself to make his victim’s suffering last all the more. That’s what he was made for. . .to be Team Plasma’s attack dog. And an excellent one at that. After a streak with no, ah, mishaps he was rewarded with an adorable little sidekick. Well, originally the Cubone was a training partner but he had a heart—albeit a sick one. These Pokémon wear the skull of their dead mother and become vicious when they evolve into the no-more-grieving Marowak. He felt a connection with the little guy and took him in as a prodigy, an apprentice in the art of torture and brutality. Not the best one, though, on account of him being so dang cute and about the only thing that can warm him cold heart. It’s at this point you’re sure something’s wrong with that boy. But even knowing this, pray you don’t meet him in a dark alley.

For when Kane comes a'huntin', no one is safe.

STARTER: Cubone – Deo
Male – Lightningrod – Jolly
Bone Club – Bonemerang – Headbutt – Focus Energy