Chess's Chest

Pet Name: Chess
Owner: Whitefoxfire
Theme / Type: Terror Braenon
Born: August 17, 2010
Gender: Male
Mood: Mad

MisticPal Name: Check
MisticPal Age: 5180 Days

Battle Portal Stats

Level: 1
Hit Points: 2 / 2
Strength: 2
Defense: 3
Speed: 2
Intellect: 2
Misticpower: 1

Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0

Attached Weapons

Books Read

Books Read: None

Exotic Foods Eaten

Foods Eaten: 0/1254 [ View Foods ]

Come Play My Deadly Game

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Look at me Look at me
Drivin and I won't stop
And it feels so good to be alive and on top
My reach is global
My tower secure
My cause is noble
My power is pure
I can handout a million fascinations
Or let em all die from exasperations
Have all healed from their last erasions
Or have em all killed by assinations
I can make anybody go to prison
Just because I don't like 'em
I can do anything with no permission
I have it all under my command because

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Real Name: Dr. Chester King
Nick Name: Chess, King
Meaning:
-noun
a game played by two persons, each with 16 pieces, on a chessboard.

Age: Unkown (looks mid-twenties)
Species: Questionable
Gender: Male

Other:
Keeper of the Living Board

Appearance:

Quad

Fur: Light Grey
Eyes: Red
Markings: Black and White
Mutations: Checkered Fin
Build: Thin
Height: 4' at shoulder
Weight: 42 lbs

Human
-Sketch-
Hair: Black, Silver, White
Eyes: Pale White
Complexion: Pale
Markings: Black and White Designs
Build: Tall ; Lean
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 92 lbs

Accessories:
Glasses
Black and White Pocket Watch
White Rose Broach

Likes:
Playing Chess
Playing Tricks
Outsmarting People
Being Complicated

Dislikes:
Losing
Really Stupid People
Little Dogs
Salt Water

Hobbies:
Playing Chess

Job: Keeper of 'Chess's Chest'~A Carnival Game
Hired: August 18, 2010 at 4:40 pm

Roleplay Status:
Closed
Relationship Status:
Married to his Queen ~<3
Preference:
Unknown

Personality:
[]- Smart [_] Deceiving [_] Sly [_] Gentleman [_] Power-Hungry? -[]

Since he was a boy, Chester has been gifted with the remarkable and unique talent of knowledge and understanding. His parents did all they could for their prodigal son, though, as soon as his intelligence was recognized, he was quickly able to make it the rest of the way himself. At age 5, he built his first nuclear weapon and at age 10, he graduated from his local college. It only took him a few more years of school before he graduated from Harvard with a doctorates' degree in engineering, science, biology and medical sciences, the first in his class to be awarded with the highest honor the school could grant. He of course was immediately hired, by the government no less, brought onto the team for some 'test' projects before seeing if he could be trusted with the valuable information they kept form the world.

Little were they aware that this man had already had them figured out and was only playing along in their game so that he would eventually be in control. Though, at age 17, his parents tragically died in a accident directly linked to Chester's work. Then, for a year, there was no trace of the man. Some thought he died, others figured he went off the deep end and was simply hiding on some god-forsaken island; no one knew for sure. Though, upon his return, he changed. His personality, goals, focuses all changed; he even began calling himself 'Chess' instead of 'Chester'. Though many people were grateful for his return, many more questioned him on his disappearance; of which he has still yet to speak for.

His work became more elaborate, detailed, and deadly. Toying with genetics and supernatural beings. Though his creations were successful, a lot of them ended with some sort of destruction. Whether this meant that Chess was finally off his rocker or not, was another story; though, it would seem that more people seemed to suffer terrible fates; either falling prey to one of his experiments, or becoming one of them. His attachment to this world seems to only be within a pet crow and a stuffed toy rabbit; both of which he calls 'Check'. Though their significance is unknown, it is rare to see him without one or the other.

An uncertain evil, many believe Chess is not to be trusted, and that he should be excused from any and all scientific work he is involved in; however, his employers will not let him go, for they know if they do, his intelligence will fall into their enemies hands, and then they will surely pay for wronging him. If there's one thing you do not want to do to Chess, it would be to cross him in any way.

Although, when you meet Chess first hand, he can be a bit of a full of himself, easily bragging about this or that, but very carefully masking what his true intentions are. However, if asked to simply 'tone down' such talk, he's quick to oblige. He's very courteous and gentle-man like, but also mysterious and calculating; never giving away any of his secrets, or letting you have information that would otherwise harm his intentions. He is tricky and sly, but careful about hiding that fact; if there's something he doesn't want you to know, chances are, you'll never find out.

Favorite Saying:
"Life is but a game~"

Family:
-Wife-
-Son-
Stolen Daughters~
Desolation
Salvation

Acquaintances:
Pawns
"My Precious Children... Your fates will soon be revealed... and when that day comes... they'll beg me to save them from the evil that hides in such a delicate flower~... and I'll just smile and whisper 'no~'..."

"Oh...look at what we have here....<3"

Players
"You were never an easy one to fool for too long... Perhaps that's why I find myself so fascinated with you~"

Boxed Terror September 9, 2010 at 11:33 pm
Poppeted: February 20, 2012
<3's to Alu for the poppet -huggles- say thank you Chess~
Chess:... took you long enough~ -sips drink-
e-e;;;
Theme Song: "Handlebars" by Flobots

Art Bin:
"Give Me Everything Tonight" by Aludra <33

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I can guide a missile by satellite
By satellite
By satellite
And I can hit a target through a teleoscope
Through a teleoscope
Through a teleoscope

And I can end the planet in a hallocaust
In a hallocaust
In a hallocaust
In a hallocaust
In a hallocaust
In a hallocaust

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars
I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars

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