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K E R O S E N E
“I had to have ice in my veins to do what I just did. I expect the ice to melt. But it doesn't. It just gets colder and colder. And I welcome it.”
- Scourge
• information •
• information •
Name » Kerosene
Name definition » Poison
Nick name » Sero [ See - roh ]
Game » N/A
Gender » N/A
Height » 7"0'
Weight » 90 pounds; appears relatively thin [coding error]
Age » 70 years old
Appearance Age » 20's
Skin color » Gray
Eye color » Piercing green; appears silverish in some lights
Hair color » Black
Orientation » Bisexual
Relationship » Single
Goal » To make all Turbo's pay the ultimate price.
Personality » Dark and isolated. [[ locked: normal personality ]]
• appearance •
He is what appears to be a Turbo-Time racer. Though, his suit seems to be a little different. His skin is light gray; not extremely light. He has clear hair [like polar bears]. His suit is black, and it has a gradient so that the edges are white. He has long gloves that begin just above the elbows. His gloves are black. His boots begin just under his knee's, they are also black. His stripe color is white. His helmet is shaped slightly different than usually.
• history •
Many many years ago; the idea's for games were made. People were still new to the coding so companies were being built. They wanted a racing game; it was the new kick of the public. Sure enough, a racing game was being built. At the time, they were only making plans while others researched how to code such a game. They were making character designs and drawing them out. The game was eventually going to be called "Turbo Time". When they were making the characters for the game; Kerosene was the first to appear. Unfortunately, he was designed by an intern. Who was no-less a woman whom the boss still looked down upon. This meant that he would have no future in the game. The intern quit her job and made Kerosene on her own computer. She was done with big businesses and just forgot about him after she had given him detailed codes which filled in her huge computer. By watching some chats she had with friends, Kerosene soon enough found out that he had been rejected. That he wasn't even supposed to be alive. When his computer was being unplugged due to a virus, he slipped out and eventually ran into litwak's arcade wires. He hid there in depression for a while; and years later came the very game that mocked him the most. Turbo Time. He watched the game for a while. He saw how Turbo treated his twins and he saw how the glitch's were cheated. Even if they were just cheats. His rage burned, kindled. About a decade later, one of the glitches spotted him and he darted. He could not live there anymore. He didn't want them to know he was there. He went out in search for his creators computer. When he found the same computer in which contained his codes, he was happy to see that it had not been changed. Another him had not been made. But rage still churned. He thought for a while. What would hurt Turbo the most? What would drive him into insanity? Another racing game. Competition. And now that time had passed; it was all too surely that this plan would work. He placed sentences where they never were in documents until the woman finally got his idea thinking it was her own. He was at ease for a while. Caught off-guard, multiple years later the computer was unplugged with him and everything-else in it. He watched codes shatter. He watched them all pour down like liquid. He thought it was the end of time for him. But he woke up for what seemed like a minute later. Through the screen he saw other old computers and marble floors and roofs. He was in a museum. And he was watched like an animal. But this wasn't the kind of attention he wanted. This became his permanent home; he re-spawned there no matter where he died. It was a special command he had. He occasionally went to Litwak's to see if his plan had worked. It eventually did. Road Blasters. His creation. He sat in one of the empty cars during every race. He would watch the roads and wait for what he hoped would come. He would see Turbo's rage behind the black windows. He would grin. Finally, he saw Turbo drive across the screen. While a huge glitch erupted, Kerosene darted and left the game to see an empty G.C.S. He convinced Ralph he should do the same thing, go game jumping. He was thinking maybe the thought of this would stir Turbo. Though, this happened in many ways Kerosene had never thought of. He to this day watches from the shadows, awaiting the day that he can once and for all kill Turbo.
• statistics •
m o o d
intrigued [by someone] | at peace | happy | calm | murderous | mischievous | dark | evil | rampage mode | pissed | angry | jealous | mixed emotions | sleepy | nostalgic | uncomfortable | melancholy | sad | jumpy | anxious | paranoid
c o d e s
perfectly healthy | healthy | alright | sick | vomiting | hurt | injured | recovering | critically wounded | mortally wounded | hospitalized | dead | ghost
m e n t a l
perfectly healthy | healthy | alright | hurt | hearing voices | seeing things | losing my mind | insane | never coming back | Sociopath
m o o d
intrigued [by someone] | at peace | happy | calm | murderous | mischievous | dark | evil | rampage mode | pissed | angry | jealous | mixed emotions | sleepy | nostalgic | uncomfortable | melancholy | sad | jumpy | anxious | paranoid
c o d e s
perfectly healthy | healthy | alright | sick | vomiting | hurt | injured | recovering | critically wounded | mortally wounded | hospitalized | dead | ghost
m e n t a l
perfectly healthy | healthy | alright | hurt | hearing voices | seeing things | losing my mind | insane | never coming back | Sociopath
Break
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a break from role-playing
Hey guys. I am posting this on almost all of my role-play accounts. I have been getting busy and having some personal problems. It is not really a deep break--I might come on every now and again but it's an excuse for me to disappear for weeks and not make people wonder. I am leaving U.S.A. for the summer and unlike usual it is going to be the WHOLE summer and not just the last half of it or a week. So I have to learn more of my mother language--Italian--since my parents won't be there to help me out most of time. I apologize for taking so long to tell you this. But my break starts today. I have already been offline
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Questions
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His eyes flash irritably for a moment, but it quickly disappears as well as the frown he had had.
"Yes, I know that a lot has happened."
He folds his arms behind his back.
"Though, you do not need to pelt me with questions. You are asking the wrong person."
He grins, rather Cheshire-like.
"I won one battle. And I will win the next."
the cold truth
K E R O S E N E
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Mission complete
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His mission was complete. He had done it, he had killed one of the many Turbo clones. And by standards, he had felt a lot more in relieve. He had finally killed one. And it was one of the famous ones, no less. He closed his tired eyes. His mouth in a thin, wide grin. He shrunk down several feet, now floating in the air. The black pixels surrounding him started to fade away revealing colors. Colors that had not yet been seen. His green eyes becoming less hypnotic. He lightly landed on the ground.
"But it is not over yet." He whispered. "There are still so many.
Turby-Time (https://www.deviantart.com/turby-time): Deceased. Mission accomplished.
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Mark my words, you will pay, I know what you can do, and I can do the same,only, your darkness is evil, mine, is not... *sumons a sword with 2 dragonwings as a handguard, and one at the tip, the sword is black* The names Blaze!
... Your the reason Turbo's dead...
She watches him from afar through her rifle scope.
He is just standing in the shadows.
[| You know he regenerates, right? :'D |]
[| You know he regenerates, right? :'D |]
She idly waits for any movement on his end.
[l XD Yeah. She's in his domain, that would be suicide! Besides, she's just being strange and spyin' on him XP l]
[l XD Yeah. She's in his domain, that would be suicide! Besides, she's just being strange and spyin' on him XP l]
Hey!
"Hello..."
He eyes her curiously.
He eyes her curiously.