Post by boogey on Jan 2, 2012 17:35:08 GMT -5
Last Name; First Name;Race
Name: The Boogey Man
Nickname: Bogey Man, Boogey Monster, Sack Man, The Man in Black, Bogle, El Cuco, Bloody Mary, every culture has a different name for it
Age: Unknown
Gender: None
Race: Kishin
Class: Two-Star
A Monstrous Body
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Appearance: The Boogey Man has no true from, but is instead the physical manifestation of all human fears. It appears differently to different people; a gargoyle on a bed post, a gremlin running along the floor, a strangely colored fog, an old woman with horns, a rotting corpse of a man, a colony of writhing insects. The Boogey Man is not truly any of these things, and is all these things and more at the same time. It is totally unknowable to the human mind, outside the realm of comprehension. Some think it is a shapeshifter that can read thoughts and takes the shapes of the fears of those close by, some think it a form of sentient terror that stalks mankind like a wolf stalks a lamb. But who can say?
One form that is very common is a man dressed all in black, usually a long cloak or robe, with a black cowl or wide brimmed hat that hides his face. The Boogey Man can blend into cities this way and stalk its prey where it believes itself most safe. The Boogey Man is also often seen carrying a sack, it is widely believed he uses it to capture and take away people, especially children, but to what ends no one can say; many believes The Boogey Man to be a cannibal spirit that eats the people it captures, some think it hides them away in a dark place that they can never escape, whatever the case one thing is certain… Those who are captured never return.
Height: Who can say? The Man in Black is often described as tall and lanky, perhaps 6 to 7 feet depending on who you ask or how tall its hat is.
Weight: Can you weigh your own fears? As The Man in Black it is gaunt, weighing perhaps only as much as 180 lbs or so.
Fighting Style: The Boogey Man does not fight, the Boogey Man hunts. Humans are no more than prey to it, and a wolf does not fight with a lamb, it slaughters it. The Boogey Man is less direct though, choosing a target and wearing it down over long periods of time. The Boogey Man’s fighting style is attrition, its sword is terror and its shield is hopelessness. The Boogey Man follows a target relentlessly, always staying near but just out of sight. The prey often becomes paranoid and unable to sleep or eat. After strength is lost they simply disappear one night never to be seen again. If threatened with physical violence it is the Boogey Man’s policy to flee, but never for long.
Personality: The Boogey Man is a fundamentally alien creature. It interacts with humans much as humans would interact with bugs. It kills many, ignores others, and uses a very select few. The Boogey Man has little more than contempt for humans and only uses certain ones to attain its own enigmatic ends. Witches are among the very few humans it even deigns to speak to. Even other Kishin draw very little attention from it unless they show notable prowess in some way.
The Boogey Man is incredibly dangerous and completely untrustworthy. Its self-reliance has lead it to have little need or want for companionship. Even to people who might consider The Boogey Man an ally he can be dangerous and might turn on them for seemingly no reason at all.
The Boogey Man’s outward appearance of emotion tends to be one of somberness and stoicism. It doesn’t appear to take any delight in the havoc it wreaks, it does not brag or plan it just does. It speaks very little in conversation and when it does its voice is like something out of a nightmare, like the screaming pain of ten thousands flayed men. It is unknown whether The Boogey Man even has human emotions, or even if it was once a man, certainly whatever it was once now it is something wholly terrible.
Corrupt the Soul
Abilities:
Lurker In Darkness: While in darkness or shadow The Boogey Man can become completely undetectable by any sense, even supernatural ones, as long as it wants. It can’t make any physical attacks while invisible though. The Boogey Man can always be completely silent if it chooses.
Monster in the Closet: The Boogey Man can instantly travel from any closet or underneath any bed to any other closet or beneath any other bed in the world. It does so by way of an extradimensional plane called The Boogey Man’s Basement. Other than The Boogey Man no one is quite sure how to enter this plane or if it is really a place or just a vector for transportation. Rapid use of this power gradually weakens The Boogey Man and after a certain point it can get "stuck" for a short time and must recover.
Form of Terror: The Boogey Man is a shape changer and always appears as the thing a viewer fears most if looked at straight on. From the corner of the eye it is merely a flitting shadow, cloud of fog or gust of wind. It can take on a myriad of human-like, animal-like and other strange shapes as well the better to stalk its prey.
Soulless: The Boogey Man is undetectable by soul perception, some believe it is so far from human that it does not even have a soul; others think it has just learned how to mimic the witches’ Soul Protect. Its presence also frightens animals of all kinds and does funny things with electronics, causing lights to flicker or go out, phones to ring for no reason, computers to flash odd messages, and so on.
Evil’s Caress: The Boogey Man can paralyze an unawares or frightened victim with a soft touch. To others it appears as though the victim is merely sleeping, though they retain all their senses they are otherwise completely at The Boogey Man’s mercy. In combat this ability is useless because the adrenaline from battle negates whatever foul magick causes the effect. Victims touched by The Boogey Man also grow warts where the contact was made. The warts aren’t dangerous, not more than regular warts anyway, and can be treated normally.
Madness Theme: Fear and Darkness
Out of your Mind
Strengths:
Inhuman Strength: The Boogey Man can lift the heaviest man with no effort and strike with enough force to pummel stone. Of course it prefers more subtle methods to get at its prey.
Inhuman Speed: The Boogey Man can move with all the speed of a flitting shadow or wayward thought.
Alien Form: Because of The Boogey Man’s unusual shape (or lack there-of) it is incredibly hard to hit, pin down, grab, or otherwise make physical contact with.
Weaknesses:
Fragile Form: The Boogey Man’s strange anatomy makes it so that it is much more fragile to physical attacks than it might appear.
Photophobia: The Boogey Man is harmed by bright lights as well as weakened. A blast from a bright light will usually cause it to flee immediately. It will avoid any well lit room as well.
Poor fighter: The Boogey Man hunts, it doesn’t fight. It does not understand many concepts of personal combat and prefers instead to retreat and come back when the prey will be easier to take.
Poor Strategist: The Boogey Man is a hunter and understands that. But it is not a maker of plans for battle.
Hobbies:Do you really want to know?
Likes: Children’s Songs. Witches… sort of. Dark places. Fear. Ignorance.
Dislikes: Courage. Light. Knowledge. Persistance.
History: The Boogey Man is old; older perhaps than Witches, older even than the idea of Kishin. It is the terror that has stalked Mankind since he first left the jungles. It is the fear man finds in new places or ideas. It is the uncertainty in the world. It is ancient. No one knows exactly how old the Boogey Man is, or even where it originated from. Nearly every culture across all times has stories of it. Fewer things seem more constant than The Boogey Man. Experts can’t even agree on whether or not it is really a kishin, since it has been around since long before Asura. The Boogey Man must have been human once, very long ago, but has no trace of that humanity left at all. Some kishin retain a similar appearance to the human they were in life or memories of their past; The Boogey Man doesn't share anything with its past life. No one knows where it came from, who it might have been, or even what time it might have became The Boogey Man.
Long Ago The Boogey Man was a blight on mankind. It stole children, mothers, fathers, at random and without warning. Whole villages would disappear overnight. It was powerful and evil. In that time Shinigami had not yet appeared to bring order to the world and so it fell on the men who lived in it. A small group banded together and struck out to destroy the Boogey Man. They brought with them great boons from their homes given by powerful shamans in a time before witches. In the end they followed The Boogey Man to its home and fought it there. All of these long forgotten heroes died but before they did they trapped The Boogey Man forever in his own domain, or so everyone had thought. As time went on people forgot that The Boogey Man was real and used his memory to frighten children into compliance.
However it has recently escaped its cage. No one knows how, no one even knew how it was trapped in the first place, but many suspect the events surrounding Asura have something to do with it. The Boogey Man has lost much of its power and ferocity over the long centuries trapped in darkness, but none of its determination to pursue its unknown agenda. Children have started to disappear again, and whole communities live in fear of what lurks in the darkness beyond the edges of their lights.
Extra Notes: If you aren’t a good little child The Boogey Man will get you. Also Sloppy Makeouts.
Behind the strings
Alias: Archimedes
Other characters: Mikhail Shesstoper
Face Claim:N/A
RP Sample:Once upon a time in a little town in the U.S.A. there was a little boy named Johnny. Johnny was a willful child who disobeyed his parents and tormented the other children. “Behave,” his mother would say “or The Boogey Man will come get you!” He would just laugh and say “Mom, there’s no such thing as The Boogey Man, you made that up!” And go about being bad.
One night tucked in bed little Johnny closed his eyes to go to sleep. He heard a loud THUMP THUMP THUMP at his closet door. He sat up with a start “A dream,” he told himself “it was just a dream.” So he went back to sleep. Again he heard it THUMP THUMP THUMP. “MOM!!!” He yelled. But no one came. THUMP THUMP THUMP it came again, now he was really frightened. He pulled the covers over his head to try and hide, he heard the closet creeeeeeaaaak slowly open. He was shaking, trembling there; he might have even peed himself. He heard the loud footsteps getting closer to his bed. Then he felt it standing over him “BOO!!!” it said. He pulled back the blankets and it was his mom, playing a trick on him. “Mom,” he said “you scared me so much! Don’t do that again, I promise I’ll be good!” “That’s all I wanted,” his mother said kissing him on the forehead “now go to bed.”
When she left he went back to sleep. He woke up hearing a strange noise…. Like nails on glass. It was coming from his window. The blinds were shut and he said “Mom I get it, you don’t have to try and scare me anymore.” He walked over to the window and pulled the drapes open. His mother wasn’t out there; nothing was, but a man all in black standing on the street corner just outside the light of a street lamp. Confused he went back to sleep. He heard the noise again, SCREEEEEEEEEE, it went. He got up again to look out the window, sure his mother was hiding just under it. He threw open the window poked his head out looked down and yelled “BOO!!” like she had done to him… But it wasn’t his mother waiting there it was a strange black mist, which quickly took on a foul evil shape. He was frightened, he tried to run, but the monster touched him gently and he fell out of the window unable to move. “HELP ME!” he tried to scream but he didn’t make any noise. The monster took on the shape of the strange man all in black and stuffed him into a bag.
When his mother woke up she found Johnny gone. Sure she had frightened him too much she thought he ran away, so she called the police to look for him. All day and night they looked, they found no trace of Johnny except the window thrown open in his room. “He can’t have gone far, keep looking,” she urged. Days went by, weeks, she stopped sleeping. She heard strange noises at night, like finger nails on glass and shuffling feet out in the hall. One night she was up sitting beside the phone waiting for a call about her son. The phone rang, Brrrring! She answered “Hello? Sheriff? Have you found my son?” The voice on the other line was her son’s “mom?” he said, frightened “help me, I don’t know where I am it’s dark.” “I’ll find you!” she yelled into the phone. She went to put on her coat and shoes to look for her son. Brrrrring! Came the phone again. She answered it, “Hello? Johnny? Is that you?” No answer came, just a deep steady breathing. “Whoever this is,” she said “stop it I don’t have time for games.” And she slammed the phone down. Brrrring! Came the phone again as soon as she took her hand off it. Warily she picked up the phone and held it to her ear, she did not say anything only listened. THUMP THUMP THUMP it went like fists knocking on a door. She realized it hadn’t been from the phone. With a start she
turned to look at the door.
Outside stood a stranger, all in black, a wide brimmed hat covered his face. She didn’t answer the door, no one she knew would come calling at this hour. THUMP THUMP THUMP she heard again, the man made no movement but the sound came all the same. “Who is it?” she yelled at the door. No answer just THUMP THUMP THUMP again. Then she heard the sound of heavy footsteps coming from the hall. She thought it must be a burglar and picked up the phone to call the police. There was no dial tone instead she heard a sound like the scream of a child “Johnny?!?” She yelled. She was frightened scared and confused, what was going on here? The front door creaked open. The stranger in black was gone, there was nothing there. She went to go close the door, a cold gust of wind keened through the house. Lights began flickering, and slowly, one by one, going out. “Who’s there?” she challenged again. She heard nothing but felt the soft caress of what felt like shadow on her arm. She fell to the floor paralyzed. The last thing she saw was a hideous monster, like something out of her worst nightmare, lifting her effortlessly and putting her into a sack.
No one in the town ever heard from Johnny or his mother again. The house was condemned and everyone refused to even acknowledge its existence. No one knows what happened there but some people say The Boogey Man took Johnny for being a bad child and his mother for scaring him so.
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Thanks for the praise, I really like this character idea too. 
Also fixed some language on Evil's Caress to more fit with the RP sample. Also modified format to generally make the profile easier to read.
