Post by blitzen on May 28, 2016 22:22:30 GMT
-Name: Kräftig Böse
-Age: 73 (doesn't look older than late teens/early twenties)
-Race & Gender: Wolf Boy
-Appearance: Lithe, white, and standing just shorter than the average human male, every step the wolf takes on his paws has an extra spring to it, like he's ready to pounce in any given direction at any second. With a short blonde cut of hair and a matching pair of ears poking out the top, he can barely help licking his fangs as his blue eyes keep track of whatever prey he might be stalking at the moment.
-Personality: Narcissistic, cruel, and predatory, Kräftig has taken the Nazi mentality to the next level; following the popular election of a socialist government in the Fatherland, he decided that the entirety of the human race, including even Aryans, are subhuman compared to monster-male hybrids, and that the best and most immediate course of action is to exterminate them. To this end, he has traveled the world since the years that the Berlin Wall fell, taking his time to specifically target breeding age women, which possess a taste he greatly prefers to men flesh. Since he has no reason to believe that he has a limited lifespan (reaffirmed again and again by both his creators when he was first born and that he's now seventy but hasn't physically aged a bit past around nineteen,) his methods of predation reflect this; he is perfectly willing to stalk his quarry for days and even weeks at a time, noting their habits and schedule, and breaking them with paranoia and doubt long before he actually pounces (an unlocked front door here, an opened window there...). As for when he actually decides to eat them, depending on his mood, he might fuck and/or torture them first, before eating them either whole and alive or... decidedly less so. Outside of the bed/dining room, he is incredibly condescending and sarcastic with every German-accented word spoken to normal humans, generally coming off as a smug asshole.
-History: Born in 1943 in Nazi Germany, Kräftig was the end result of an experiment by the Third Reich's top scientists into creating halfbreed supersoldiers, based on autopsies performed on recovered monster men corpses. Contrary to what they had hoped for -- a more or less perfect copy of a big, burly, monstrous, werewolf-like creature, that was intended to double as both a frontline shock troop that could still operate in the Russian winter without supplies and to keep order through fear in newly conquered territories later on -- they received something that, at first glance, looked like the humanization of a puppy in comparison. The experiments for that particular strain were deemed a failure and discarded, though Kräftig's life was saved when a high ranking SS general saw potential in the young pup. After a rigorous training and brainwashing regimen where he was thoroughly instilled with the values of German culture, the fascist party, and covert warfare, he was sent behind enemy lines to wreak havoc on the Russian supply line and chain of command. Despite the many important meals he had pit against his gag reflex and stomach lining for the next two years, the advance of the Commies was unstoppable, and he only found out Berlin fell a month after the fact, while he was torturing some unfortunate conscripts heading back in, instead of out of, the frozen wasteland. Enraged, Kräftig spent the next few decades preying on the occupiers of Germania, gaining an appreciation for the taste of the women soldiers the Soviets utilized.
With the fall of the Berlin Wall and the Soviet Union, Kräftig's joy turned to confusion and then disgust as German politics became increasingly leftwing of their own accord. Filled with a mix of disappointment and rage, he declared his own war against the entirety of the human race, which he has come to deem inferior, and has spent the last few years roaming the world and targeting mankind's breeders, from all sorts of different locales and ethnicities. Just recently, he was forced under the wing of the Society after a particularly messy incident, employed as a way to make problems "disappear" in exchange for protection; though this is a grudging job, as his vengeful and lethal attitude towards the entire human race means he has to be kept on a leash at all times, which he does not like. At all.
He's hoping that this convention will be a way for him to blow off some steam, compared to the "tidy" kills he's been assigned so far.
-Preferences: Soft Vore (only with digestion), Disposal, Hard Vore, Cock Vore, Anal Vore, Cooking, coughing up remains, emphasis on noise, Fear, Noncon, Dubcon
-Big No's: Endo, Willing
-Age: 73 (doesn't look older than late teens/early twenties)
-Race & Gender: Wolf Boy
-Appearance: Lithe, white, and standing just shorter than the average human male, every step the wolf takes on his paws has an extra spring to it, like he's ready to pounce in any given direction at any second. With a short blonde cut of hair and a matching pair of ears poking out the top, he can barely help licking his fangs as his blue eyes keep track of whatever prey he might be stalking at the moment.
-Personality: Narcissistic, cruel, and predatory, Kräftig has taken the Nazi mentality to the next level; following the popular election of a socialist government in the Fatherland, he decided that the entirety of the human race, including even Aryans, are subhuman compared to monster-male hybrids, and that the best and most immediate course of action is to exterminate them. To this end, he has traveled the world since the years that the Berlin Wall fell, taking his time to specifically target breeding age women, which possess a taste he greatly prefers to men flesh. Since he has no reason to believe that he has a limited lifespan (reaffirmed again and again by both his creators when he was first born and that he's now seventy but hasn't physically aged a bit past around nineteen,) his methods of predation reflect this; he is perfectly willing to stalk his quarry for days and even weeks at a time, noting their habits and schedule, and breaking them with paranoia and doubt long before he actually pounces (an unlocked front door here, an opened window there...). As for when he actually decides to eat them, depending on his mood, he might fuck and/or torture them first, before eating them either whole and alive or... decidedly less so. Outside of the bed/dining room, he is incredibly condescending and sarcastic with every German-accented word spoken to normal humans, generally coming off as a smug asshole.
-History: Born in 1943 in Nazi Germany, Kräftig was the end result of an experiment by the Third Reich's top scientists into creating halfbreed supersoldiers, based on autopsies performed on recovered monster men corpses. Contrary to what they had hoped for -- a more or less perfect copy of a big, burly, monstrous, werewolf-like creature, that was intended to double as both a frontline shock troop that could still operate in the Russian winter without supplies and to keep order through fear in newly conquered territories later on -- they received something that, at first glance, looked like the humanization of a puppy in comparison. The experiments for that particular strain were deemed a failure and discarded, though Kräftig's life was saved when a high ranking SS general saw potential in the young pup. After a rigorous training and brainwashing regimen where he was thoroughly instilled with the values of German culture, the fascist party, and covert warfare, he was sent behind enemy lines to wreak havoc on the Russian supply line and chain of command. Despite the many important meals he had pit against his gag reflex and stomach lining for the next two years, the advance of the Commies was unstoppable, and he only found out Berlin fell a month after the fact, while he was torturing some unfortunate conscripts heading back in, instead of out of, the frozen wasteland. Enraged, Kräftig spent the next few decades preying on the occupiers of Germania, gaining an appreciation for the taste of the women soldiers the Soviets utilized.
With the fall of the Berlin Wall and the Soviet Union, Kräftig's joy turned to confusion and then disgust as German politics became increasingly leftwing of their own accord. Filled with a mix of disappointment and rage, he declared his own war against the entirety of the human race, which he has come to deem inferior, and has spent the last few years roaming the world and targeting mankind's breeders, from all sorts of different locales and ethnicities. Just recently, he was forced under the wing of the Society after a particularly messy incident, employed as a way to make problems "disappear" in exchange for protection; though this is a grudging job, as his vengeful and lethal attitude towards the entire human race means he has to be kept on a leash at all times, which he does not like. At all.
He's hoping that this convention will be a way for him to blow off some steam, compared to the "tidy" kills he's been assigned so far.
-Preferences: Soft Vore (only with digestion), Disposal, Hard Vore, Cock Vore, Anal Vore, Cooking, coughing up remains, emphasis on noise, Fear, Noncon, Dubcon
-Big No's: Endo, Willing