Dunstan Hue

[Dunstan Hue]

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CASE FILE: Civilian

For hire; repairs, driving, bomb creation, deployment, detonation and disfusing, and sabotage. Call if you need me, boys and girls! Fee; whatever the price for spliffs and tinned soup is today, plus expenses.
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FULL NAME:
→ Dunstan Hue

AGE:
→ 31

SEX:
→ Male

BIRTH PLACE:
→ Carriag

RACE:
→ Creig

DATE OF BIRTH:
→ 19th August, 1981

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HEIGHT:
→ 170cm.

WEIGHT:
→ 93.4kg.

PICTURE:
→

Spoiler:

DESCRIPTION:
→ Having half of a face blown off in an unexpected and unfortunate semtex explosion will ruin anyone's appearance. Dunstan, luckily, had no good looks even before the explosion. A fat, short man with mucky ginger hair, his skin originally white but browned by years next to fires of various kinds, with a pink, red and black glare where the explosion hit him. Only his left eye survived, though is still blue. The right was in the explosion and is perpetually closed.

Being a large guy, Dunstan is quite slow in his walk, and has extremely considered movements. He's not fidgety in the slightlest, able to stay as still as a statue if need be. He talks a little too quickly for slow listeners to understand, but he only speaks in the company of others. He is rarely without a large coat, usually so he can hide bombs under it, and his belt of tools on his waist, though otherwise he tends to wear whatever he finds in his cupboard that day, usually something very dirty from car oil and mess he's made stuff with.

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PERSONALITY:
→ It's not as if he isn't trying to be good.

Dunstan Hue is not someone who you'd expect to be "... working for the good guys" as he often puts it. He's a loud and proud man, who is a self-proclaimed genius (though he's yet to really prove it). However, he's either lying or too narcissistic to see that, in fact, he's quite dumb. An explosion to the face took away much of his memories, leaving only his strongest memories. He doesn't quite know where he is, ever. He doesn't even know what alcemy is, and often asks others for input on how the world works. However, there are some things he remembers. For example, his skills...

He's a mechanic and highly skilled one at that, able to repair just about any engine or machine you present him with, and he is also a driver for anyone who needs his services, specialising in '... fast drives when some dude's on your heels." He's at his happiest either fixing a car or at the wheel of one, carelessly blazing through traffic at 100 miles per hour with someone in hot pursuit. However, his greatest love and skill is in bombs. He's a leading expert in homemade explosives, ranging from semtex to plastic explosives to bombs made out of lunchboxes. He tends to use them on the cars of crime bosses and just about anyone who he's asked to get rid of, and enjoys nothing more than watching his hours of meticulous planning and crafting come into fruition in a tremendous blaze.

And herein lies his greatest weakness.

Dunstan WANTS to be good. He wants to help make the world a better place, and be on the side of right. But, he's weakminded and almost psychotically murderous. He'll regularly do things that he knows is wrong simply because it's easier and more convinient for him. He's never had too much consideration for collateral damage, happily getting innocent people involved and hurt in his explosive antics if it means that the end result is at least good, and he repeatedly falls into the terrible habit of making some truly abomidable choices. He's yet to learn that not all means are justified by the ends. It doesn't help that he's perpetually jealous of heroic individuals simply because they're better at being good than he is, and he can't stand it. However, it means that he'll never learn from them, only resent them, and if it wasn't for one fact he'd probably be condemned by karma itself.

That one saving grace is that he's trying.

He always wants to help, in small ways and big. He's against injustice, slavery and evil, and wants to at least help other people. He stands by the good of the many over the good of the few, and tries to make sure that he is helping a good cause. He especially despises bullies; he remembers being one when he was young but sporadically changed his mind for reasons he can't remember anymore. He also likes to do charity work, but he considers it sappy and keeps it a big secret. However, he needs others to aid him in this, and he doesn't like to admit it. It's not as if he isn't trying to be good. He's trying harder than most. It's just that he can't manage the strain.

LOVE:
→ Engines
→ Bombs
→ Making bombs
→ Using bombs
→ Chaos and explosions
→ Driving
→ Himself
→ Talking about any of the above, at length
→ Weed and the smoking of
→ Hot tea
→ Jazz
→ Charity

HATE:
→ Bullies
→ Chaos and or explosions that HE isn't directly responsible for
→ Being shot at
→ Being controlled
→ Bad drivers
→ Admitting defeat
→ Things not going to plan
→ Lukewarm tea
→ Good people who do a better job of being good than he does
→ People knowing about his charity work

DEEPEST SECRET:
→ Completely wiped out a whole city block and everyone in it over a grudge with a crime gang. He doesn't want others to know simply because he's trying to be the good guy, and doesn't want to end up not getting any work. He also keeps his charity work a secret, as it might ruin his hired mechanic and bomber image, and he also thinks that its really sappy, and is personally embarressed about it.

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HISTORY:
→ As Dunstan has amnesia, it would be difficult to give a full history of him without confusing details about what he remembers and what he doesn't. So, for the purposes of making this a tad easier, only the parts of this history in brackets (as such) are things about Dunstan's past that Dunstan himself remembers.

Dunstan was born to quite a rich family, but he was the black sheep, essentially, using his dad's money to get wasted or buy engine parts. (His passion for all things mechanical began early on in his life, when he built a petrol-powered radio at the age of six.) It blew up a few days later in class, managing to distract the teacher long enough to get him out of trouble. This, in turn, is where his bomb-making antics came from. (He quickly became feared at his school; though physically weak and unfit, his destructive bombs made every other child in the school, older or younger, terrified of him and generally giving him whatever he wanted when he asked, mostly more engine parts. He felt extremely powerful, and kept up the image, using his bombs on anyone who annoyed him to keep up his reputation. However, one day, for reasons he can't remember, he suddenly decided that what he was doing was wrong, and devoted his destructive skills for good.) That reason was actually an incident when he was just twelve, with a seven year old girl who had crossed his path once too often, and a bomb that was meant to destroy her TV was much too powerful and ended up putting her in hospital for months. He was sickened by himself a little, and was one of the few actions he was not proud of, but he doesn't remember it ever happening now.

(He set about the task he had set himself up; the moment he left home, he became hired help. He would drive, repair, build and bomb his way into the good books, and he always tried to choose clients who were generally good people or targets who were generally bad, but it did not take long for his bad streak to return. He ended up falling in with several crime rings, and fought both for and against the police, government, terrorist organisations and criminals alike, though he still tried to help the oppressed and target the oppressive, so long as the fee was good, of course.) Soon, it just became about the money.

(However, one particularly bad action of his ruined his reputation in the area. On a trip to a city near his home, he found out that it was mostly run by a maniacal government minister, who had a crime ring making sure that newcomers followed the rules. After being threatened once too often, Dunstan's hatred of being told what to do kicked in, and he crafted enough semtex bombs out of soap to level blow a block of flats and the surrounding area to smitherines. Much of the gang was in there, as were plenty of innocent people. Dunstan was, and still is, personally proud of this achievement; it was one of the finest and big-scale bombings he had ever carried out, but even the terrorist organisations in his home city were disgusted by his frankly careless and apathetic mass murder over a grudge. He fled to the other side of Carriag, only stopping when people didn't know who he was anymore. He has since decided that he should never speak of this again.)

(Then came the incident that gave him both amenesia and a scarred up face.) He was creating a prototype grenade in his bathtub for a special forces police team to use on terrorists, when (the unexpected explosion went off in his face and destroyed his home. He woke up in a hospital, suddenly unable to remember much of his life and how the world works)

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TRIVIA:
→ Has amnesia
→ Is never without the wrench and the hammer on his belt
→ Languages spoken; Crieg Cretan

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ALIAS:
→ Sponge

OTHER CHARACTERS:
→ No one, as of yet. Will update if more come.

CREATOR'S COMMENTS:
→ Hullo. I'm Sponge. Acra got me into this RP, though despite that I've never seen FMA or anything to do with it. She's going to fill me in on stuff I need to know, but I might end up asking you questions about how the world works. I gave my character Dunstan amnesia to justify the fact that he obviously won't know a lot about the world this RP takes place in. I could watch the anime, but cba. Derp.

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[Reila Tsukino]

REVISE

It's all perfect save for the fact that you need to put the languages he speaks under trivia in the color that he speaks them in. ^_^

And you already know about your username.

[Dunstan Hue]

There you go

[Reila Tsukino]

APPROVED

Love it!! And don't forget to put those languages in your signature (found in your profile). Thanks! I love his name XDD Toss has to meet him at some point!!

Also, you don't have a custom rank so I'm making up one for you. XD If you want to change it just PM me.

[Jay Furor]

RE-APPROVED~

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