this is my fersona's make believe bf. i'm hoping to get some comments on what people think of the character concept and anything they think i might need to work of for my writing.

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Crodea is an amassment of various species. The core of his being is that of a human. His similarity with the animal families he is a part of is just as strong however and he could never be mistaken for one. His body is mostly dark blue. Long and thin diamonds of orange with identically shaped white centers line his back in a one, two, one pattern. Larger versions also cover his knees, elbows, shoulders, and the outside of his hips. On his chest is a jagged funnel shape of faded blue, rimmed with orange. He bares four arms, all of equal size. He has two sets of pectoral muscles on his chest. The top pair half overlapping the second. At the end of said arms are hands strongly resembling a humans, but with noticeable differences. First of witch is that his fingers have four joints instead of three though they are the same length. The second are spaded nails that measure two inches from the cuticle. Along his back and branching from the spine are two wings. They are built like those of a bat with opposable thumbs at there tip. The outsides are the same color as the majority of his body. The insides are a pale faded blue with orange along the bones and a line of white edging the orange. His legs are double bent like that of a kangaroo, but with subtle structural differences allowing conventional walking. There over all shape allows him to leap great distances. The nails are much longer then that of the previously mentioned animal however, the largest protruding about five inches. His tail is almost six feet long and thick. It also resembles a kangaroo and is well capable of supporting his wait. The top is dark blue with the diamond pattern on his back continuing along its length. The underside is the same color as the inside of his ears.

His eyes resemble that of a reptile. They are cat slit, but rounded near there center tell they dilate. The iris is a deep violet with rivulets of silver running outward from the center. The bone of the nose is still for the most human, but it has the nostrils of a serpent. Set closely together and no bigger then a large bead of dew. His mouth is in almost no way mans. Its only resemblance is the humanoid framework. The lips do not protrude from the face. The skin from bellow and above them gently slope around the teeth rather then jut in front of them. The teeth themselves are those of a shark, but still a single row. Jagged and serrated. Lying back against the roof of his mouth, for the majority of the time, are two long fangs. His tongue is that of a snake in every way. Tasting the air and determining all that is around him. His mercury colored hear is pulled back in a braded tail that hangs sown between his wings to the small of his back. Woven to the end is a ring butted kuni that swings like a pendulum as he walks. Two rough bangs of bright green fall from over his forehead and down the sides of his face. They hang down to just above his jaw line. His ears are that of a bat. They jut slightly outward from the top of his head. There interior has a small wisp of hair lining the light blue skin. The exterior is dark blue at the center, orange along the edge, and rimmed ever so lightly with white

Crodea has flowing toned muscle. His arms show hidden roads of vanes. The lower half of each appendage ripples with muscle at every clench of the hand. His biceps bulged like a new born island from the waves. The skin of his shoulders and neck are strained like a drum and show every nuance beneath. His chest rivaled, if not surpassed, that of Michelangelo’s David. Eight abdominal muscles made there decent down his middle. Rising along each side, small crescents defined what covered his ribs. Recessive stars of skin hugged the bone at the center of his pectorals. Lines radiated outward across them from the side points of the stars. His legs were covered in rolling hills of physical strength, each preparation for a step stressing the fabric of his shorts. The muscles of his wings are thin but dense. It is bordered from sight only by a thin membrane of skin.

Draping his top is a cracked and worn brown sleeveless leather vest. Intricate lines brought by age and use, resembled a map of minuscule rivers beyond counting. Slung over his left shoulder and trailing to his right hip is a buckled belt holding a sheath against his back. Both of these pieces of apparel matched the vest’s material, color, and wear. Held in the custom made sheath is a segmented staff weapon known as a diasin. At its head are two intersecting blades styled in the same manor as a Japanese long sword. The blades themselves are a foot and a half long. Each braced at a seventy degree angle centered on the staff, the blades facing downward toward the butt of the shaft. Held in a snap button strap at the center of the front side of the belt is a loop of jet black triple helix chain that trails into the top of the sheath. The shaft of the weapon is decorated with four spiraling lines of filigree Celtic looking runes. The shorts draping his legs are tight fitting sage green cargo. The cuffs of them slightly frayed and fall a little over an inch short of the knee.

The diasin can hardly be used fully by anyone but Crodea. It is designed especially for him and his abilities. Even though it is a six foot metal weapon and therefore reasonably heavy, it is meant to be wielded one handed. The other hand keeps hold of the coiled chain. Crodea normally wields the diasin by the rear tip of the shaft. Using centrifugal force, the blade slashes opponents before they have the opportunity to advance with there own weapon. In the event of close range combat, he brings it back with the chain tell his had is at its mid point. For ranged combat, the weapon gives him three options. The first is to wield it by the chain alone, swinging it a great deal further then normal. The second is to release the chain mid swing, launching the bladed head up to the length of the fifty foot chain. The last ability of the diasin is what makes it Crodea’s alone. The shaft is lined with electro magnets powered by the energy the man himself produces. Every third link in the chains is magnetized. His electrical ability allows him to pull the chain back through the staff; or using a taxing amount of energy, launching the head and feeding the chain from a stand still. This allows him to catch most opponents off guard.

Cordae is composed of several widely arrayed species. The bat, snake, shark, kangaroo, electric eel, spider, and human are all part of him. All of these creatures make a part of his personality as well. The snake is the source of his cunning and calculation. It also provided his speed, agility, fangs, muscle endurance, his tongue, and ability to dislocate most joints. The shark is the origin of his blood lust in combat. His teeth, gills, sleeplessness, long ranged scent, and cartilage instead of bone also come from the same creature. The electric eel is the source of his aversion to direct answers and ability to produce a current. The kangaroo gifts him with a deep allegiance to those he cares for, legs, and tail. The bat is what provides him a flighty and rambunctious nature, as well as the form of his wings. The spider bestowed him with the ability to bide his time when it is needed, acidic venom, and eight appendages. The human in him allows for full thought and reflection over his actions as well as his over bodily form. The magic that formed him amplified all of the animalistic attributes he wields. These aspects give him his own unique personality.

Crodea is a joker and keeps spirits light for those around him. His greatest pleasure is provided by matching emotions from others he loves. He is slow to anger in situations other then battle. Combat is a source of controlled berserk. It is a rage that focuses his combat skill into a homicidal paragon. In conversation he has a tendency for sarcasm and reluctance with direct answers. His life has been filled with to many important secrets. He has built up this mentality as a precision. To Kemthis he is always open, even if, enthusiastically sarcastic. With strangers, the chimera is mocking. All of the time throwing jeering comments out like candy at a parade. All is meant in good fun and he will be the first to say so.