Fiachra Brennan

[Guest]

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CASE FILE: Creig Militant/Chimera

”Hoho, this will be fun! Ready the drink! Ready the horses! I want to live this to its fullest!”

“If you give a man a fire, he’ll be warm for a day. If you set him on fire, he’ll be warm for the rest of his life!”
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FULL NAME:
→ Fiachra Brennan

AGE:
→ 40

SEX:
→ Male

BIRTH PLACE:
→ Galway, Carriag

RACE/SPECIES:
→ Creig/Bull

GENERATION:
→ 3

DATE OF BIRTH:
→ 16th of September (confirmed)

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HEIGHT:
→ Human: 7'2 (218 cm)
→ Chimera: 7'6 (228 cm)

WEIGHT:
→ 132 kg

PICTURE:
→

Spoiler:

DESCRIPTION:
→ It becomes apparent from the first outlook that this man that stands before you is imposing. Standing as a human monster of muscle and bone, Fiachra towers over most humans with a powerful and overbearing look to him. The first thing that you’ll notice when you look at him is, of course, his height. Standing at a powerful 2.2m, or 7’2”, Fiachra seems to be one to be noticed wherever he goes. Because of this, he has developed almost a complex about his height; though said complex goes away quite quickly in the presence of alcoholic beverages. To go along with the immense height, he also has a lot of girth to him. Because one of his arms is the size of an average man’s head in thickness, he tends to find himself scaring more than his fair share of people as he walks along; he takes this with a pinch of salt and a laugh.

A powerful and imposing monster of a man, Fiachra can appear to be as such by his face as well, though he can also be called otherwise. The large, wide face of his is surrounded by a mane of shaggy red hair; as a beard and his hair alike. This larger-than-usual man also has a pair of strong, sharp red eyes. However, although he has a face filled with strength and power, those eyes and that mouth are soft and kind, almost benevolent in their appearance.

If one were to be able to remove the layers of clothing from his body; there would be a large mass of muscle visible. That is all that seems to make up this man, his dinner-plate sized hands, his heavily-scarred-by-battle arms and torso and his immense girth of frame.

As for the apparel on his body, it seems to be a very ancient suit of a king. Earthen tones drape over and stick to his body in leather armor, and a pair of sandals are worn on the giant's feet. Draped over his back is a red cloak, one that sits upon his body as if he were a king of all that existed. This is Fiachra Brennan; the man-monster of Carriag.

However, when he changes into his Chimera form, everything becomes somewhat different. His musculature increases in mass and size, widening out to make him a lot stronger. His shaggy red hair grows out wildly and long, reaching the back of his shoulders. His fists and feet become covered with a strange shell; the flesh hardening exponentially into what could only be called 'prehensile hooves'. The sclera of his eyes turn red as well as his irises remaining the same. From his head, a pair of large, curved horns grow outwards and upwards. His flesh darkens into a more reddish-brown shade. His nose widens slightly, the nostrils increasing a little in size. His mouth also grows a bit. Because of the make of his armor and cape, if he's wearing this armor it doesn't get ripped, just stretches to fit. His voice becomes guttural and deep.

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PERSONALITY:
→ A proud man at heart, Fiachra is a true warrior-king, in the basest sense. He loves to lead people, a man filled with the utmost in charisma, while also able to get his hands dirty and stand in front of his own soldiers and battle by their side. He is a prideful person with a great love for his strength and the strength of his men, yet he is also humble and knows that he mustn't have the picture at all times. His imposing size makes him seem frightful, and in the battlefield this is the utmost truth. He is ruthless in a fight, and aims to not kill, however to take down. At heart, Fiachra is a strategist; a conqueror. Although he is a warrior, he will also lead with the perfectionist's stratagem. He will use any means necessary to cause victory for his side; as long as he upholds a personal sense of honor that he has placed upon himself.

Although he is a ruthless soldier, Fiachra is a benevolent soul. Kind to all and helpful to the world, he is a rich and powerful man with a gifting streak. As a philanthropist, Fiachra tends to give large sums of money to those that he feel are in need, and those that he feel deserve it. He is a believer in "big love", and for that reason, as long as you don't cross him or those he cares about, he will immediately trust and believe the words of others. Sadly, this can at times make him naive, however he is intelligent enough to see truth from lies.

Due to his belief in "big love", Fiachra has found it excessively difficult to hold up a steady relationship. Being one who loves all, he finds it hard to simply condense his love down to a single other; instead he has the need to share it with everyone. For that reason, he is pansexual--love doesn't need to just be for one gender or race. That said, Fiachra does desire the company of another person; he has just not looked hard enough, nor has he truly thought over what he could have chosen. Instead, he has simply lived life and loved others; though a true and pure heart may change this view on the world.

LOVE:
→ Whiskey, Vodka, Bourbon, Absinthe, Gin, Brandy, Rum, Tequila, White Wine, Red Wine, Sparkling, Fortified Wine, Beer, Lager, Carriag, Gavin, Sorcha, Artemis, Gabby, Rosaleen, Toss, Alastair, taking long walks, listening to smooth jazz, working out, sleeping, painting, fighting, singing, dancing, maps, strategies, battles, his chariot, anyone and anything that isn’t in the HATE list.

HATE:
→ Fools, prudes, chavs, snobs, bigots, people who rush throughout their lives, warmongering without pleasure, anti-alcoholics, woman-beaters, rapists, murderers, politics, religious zealots, idiots, people who talk without knowledge, non-alcoholic beer, non-alcoholic wine, cocktails of any kind, watered-down alcohol, wasting alcohol (that isn’t non-alcoholic beer, non-alcoholic wine, cocktails of any kind or watered-down alcohol), the color pink.

DEEPEST SECRET:
→ He can crush a fully-grown man’s skull completely with his left hand, while his right can’t build up the strength to do so yet.
→ He's hiding a powerful Chimeric form.

IDOL:
→ Alexander the Great, Napoleon Bonaparte, Gavin Etheridge

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HISTORY:
→ The day that he was born, he was foretold to hold a blade. Named “Fiachra”, or “Raven”, his family knew that he would be able to hold a blade to defend their country in need. His mother and father were both warriors by their own right; his father was a soldier in the army of Carriag, while his mother was a warrior-woman, one who led small teams through treacherous terrain. Because of this, he could not have a proper childhood. Raised to be a soldier, his nanny read him “Art of War” at his bed-times, and when his parents were home, they showed him the ways of the battle. By the time he was three, he was able to recount the wars of the world in a way that was far greater than he could count. He was not a child prodigy, he had simply been taught this way. And as he’d been taught, battle brought death. So when he received the call that his mother had been weeded out and killed in the line of duty, Fiachra did not cry, nor did he mourn. Instead, he kept living his life as he’d been taught, learning more about the ways of battle and teaching himself to live his life to the fullest.

As he traveled through his school life, he entertained himself with games like Chess and Risk, playing games that required thought and strategy, as opposed to playing around outside with the other children. Due to his already excessive body size, Fiachra was an outcast from other children; he couldn't fit in with any of the groups over the years, and instead found himself alone--yet not completely friendless. A pair of children stuck with him, playing his games with him and overlooking his overbearing size. Dymphna and Guthrie, two children that had kept themselves under the watchful eye of Fiachra, finally approached him out of the blue. They introduced themselves, talked, and slowly became friends. Fiachra found that he could use his size to protect these people that he called his friends; and they all grew together until the end of High School. Fiachra decided that he was going to go into the military, and took a two year OE before he took this on.

He went to Gelemorte, and took two years to study within this land; working on the land and developing his strength the entire time. He met many women, and had many nights with them. One woman, however, was another Creig lady, one who had recently moved to the country. They met, made love, and she fell pregnant. 9 months later, a child was born (though Fiachra was only told by mail--he had returned to Carriag by then.) The child would later be adopted to Amestris under the name Tsune. Anyways, Fiachra soon moved into Military training, at the ripe old age of 20, and soon began his rise up the ranks.

At about the age of 24, he was somewhere deep in Amestris, on Military Leave and a holiday. After drinking a few too many pints, he collapsed on the ground and woke up, three hours later, in a room with people in masks looking over him. He tried to move his limbs, but found that he was restrained to the point of complete stillness. The men over him simply gave him reassuring words before resedating him, sending him back to sleep once more. After what was probably two or three days, Fiachra awoke once more to those men in their masks, who told him that they'd simply made him into a Chimera as an experiment--it was a success, and he could go home. When asked for their motives, they simply said that they did it "because they wanted to". Getting nothing more out of them, Fiachra left quietly, not feeling any different. He hasn't told anyone what he's capable of yet.

Nineteen years, and Fiachra's prowess was slowly noticed. The man moved up into the realms of military ranking, meeting and working with most of the soldiers. A certain one was a miss Artemis Sciath; one of the few people who could keep up with him in unarmed combat. Through these years, he built up an alcohol resistance as well (after having his liver mechanized and then replaced), as well as eventually reaching a position of power within the Carriag army. He looked up to Gavin, and swore to protect that man and that country for as long as he existed. 19 years after he joined the military, and Fiachra became the man-monster that he is today.

After a few bar fights and some semi-drunken moments, Fiachra found himself accompanying Artemis home one night. Not sure what to expect, they went home and drunk a bit more. They would then kiss; and spent the night together. From then, their forbidden relationship would begin. However, it wouldn't take long for them to be discovered--Gavin found them in a small kiss in the training rooms and confronted them. After a little bit of convincing, he allowed them to continue their relationship in secret, putting them on temporary leave to get their affairs together. After this, he added a few new members to his Faolchú--a timid boy named Seamus (who may be his son), another Chimera named Roarke (who managed to best him in wrestling) and a blind woman named Rosaleen (who is rumored to be dating the King). Everything's interesting in this world.

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TRIVIA:
→ Speaks Creig, Cretan and Amestrian. Speaks in LUCIDA HANDWRITING when in his Chimeric form.
→ He has a considerable fortune, but chooses to give most of it away.
→ Isn’t picky on sexual partners.
→ Hates it when people “hate” others.
→ Makes a distinctive “plonk” noise with his tongue and cheek when he hits someone in the face.
→ Is physically strong enough to wrestle a fully-grown bear and survive. He chooses not to do this often.
→ His favourite song is Vocalise, by Drachman singer Eduard Khil; though his favourite style of music is smooth jazz.
→ He’ll frequently comment on the position of the stars, he’s actually rather knowledgeable about them.
→ If he doesn’t like you... you, your face, and every bone in your body will find out quite violently.
→ Although he prefers to let his fists talk, he can be quite diplomatic.
→ His liver has been replaced twice.
→ In his Chimeric form, Fiachra gains a large enhancement in physical strength and charging speed. His fists and feet are hardened and capable of smashing through solid concrete without damaging the flesh. His voice is increased in sheer volume.
→ Calls all of the Homunculi by different names:

• Pride: Lucifer
  
• Envy: Leviathan
  
• Wrath: Satan
  
• Sloth: Belphegor
  
• Greed: Mammon
  
• Gluttony: Beelzebub
  
• Lust: Asmodeus

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ALIAS:
→ Dai

OTHER CHARACTERS:
→ Dai, Apos, Ace, Vito, Sara, Bice.

CREATOR'S COMMENTS:
→ I haz nothing to say.

FACE CLAIM:

Code:

[b]FATE?ZERO[/b] [i]Rider[/i]

CUSTOM RANK:
→ RAGING BULL

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[Reila Tsukino]

Dec 20 = archive date

[Guest]

APPROVED

Nothing wrong so far, everything checks out. Hope to see you develop this man-monster-thing further in the future.

[Dai]

The member 'Nikolaus' has done the following action : Rank Roll

'Lieutenant Roll' : 10

[Guest]

Ready for Level Up.

[Guest]

APPROVED

Congratulations, Dai. You just gave Carraig's chief killing machine the blood of a bull. Really. Great move.

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