**Under construction, but a placeholder for now. I'm compiling a full list of my characters --- from obscure to main Gladiators -- into this single thread. Notable locations will be here as well. My Gladiator will be noted here and be treated as my Gladiator character sheet (former threads being binned once this thread is done).

Generally speaking, I've got characters and ideas slapped all over the place -- not ones that need testing, but ones I've confirmed as canon and therefore need to be referenced. This is as much for my own ease of records as it is for other people's ease of reference.

Expect this stuff to come up over the course idk how long. Should be really soon. This post will also allow me to keep track of major canon changes as well.**



{Writer's Notes --


{The Man Himself --


Gender: Maleness personified.

Sexuality: Straight. More or less. Generally speaking, though, anything that looks good.

Backstory: Underground fighter turned legendary assassin. Who then died. And became a god. And then died again. And became a human (more or less). And is still an assassin. And Don Juan extraordinaire. mily. Normal childhood and all that. His folks happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. They got killed, he got kidnapped by traffickers. He was 12 at the time, and put up a hell of a fight for a kid, so they decided to use him in underground fights. Instead of dying like they thought he would, he lived. After several fights, he was not only surviving, he was winning. After a few more, he was not only winning, he was killing.

Years passed this way. Unlike what many people might presume, traffickers live around and among normal people, and the “property” is usually held in far more ordinary conditions than might be though. He was allowed to read, and therefore was able to make sure he continued to learn despite not being in school. While he learned academics, he mastered the art of killing. And waiting. And watching.

Eventually his owners became just a bit too slack, and he escaped. He had intended to blend back into society, but quickly realized that while he had grown physically and intellectually, he was emotionally still chained as a fighter and killer. Already well aware of the underworld that existed, he decided to put his skills to work. As time passed, he mastered the skills necessary to be an assassin. Eventually he was no longer just “a” assassin. He was famous. Notorious.

Known as a self-styled Robin Hood, Altaer characterized himself by making seemingly impossible attacks on targets he had usually selected (or at least screened) himself, and then wiping out all of their assets just to donate huge chucks of those proceeds anonymously (AHAHAHA, right, well...not entirely. Like, he's still rich AF. So not THAT generous. But can't buy tons of shit due to keeping a low profile, so yeah. Isn't some dumfuk miser). He was no longer the unnatural teen who had escaped from slavery. He had forged a place for himself in the world, and, quite frankly, liked it.

In his mid twenties, he encountered a woman by the name of Kathryne. He was engaged in a fight when he first saw her, and due to his distraction received the first scar on his face. She was just a civilian, but somehow managed to sink deep into his heart, and she into his. Time passed, and he toned down much of his work for her sake. They were married, blissfully so, and headed back to where they first met for their honeymoon. One of his (rather numerous) enemies, however, ambushed them, and killed his wife. It was in a fight with that enemy that he received the second scar on his face.

He had not just loved his wife -- she had been everything to him, and symbol of everything worthy and lovely and pure that was left for him in life. A symbol of a hope for his life to finally escape his past. With her death he became more vengeful and violent than ever, taking on more and more dangerous targets.

While fighting an entire nest of terrorists in the Middle East and already severely wounded, a mysterious man in a white suit slid up beside him and began fighting as well. They survived together, and as the man mended Altaer’s wounds, he introduced himself as Dr. MacBeth.

It was not long before David had lent his special touch to Altaer’s life. Altaer joined Nehushtan, and became David’s closest -- if most unlikely -- friend. It was David who gave Altaer the nickname/title of “The Fixer”…a name that was taken up by the media in reference to Altaer.

In a strange turn of events, Altaer was found and hired by Dante Rockwell to kill a certain man…who turned out to be the same man that had killed Altaer’s wife. In turned out that the “man” was actually a demon, and Altaer was killed for the first time.

For reasons Altaer never quite understood (I personally suspect some "obscure" powerful being that has mastered ruling existence with words was involved with this), The Great One of the Chaos-Void intervened on his behalf, and Altaer became Lord of the Abyss. He returned to life like this, eventually killing his superior (The Messenger) with David’s help to become a Chaos Deity.

Largely due to resurgences of his memories and emotions, Altaer was always lax about being a god, and as is logical, was soon killed for the second time -- this time by The Great One in vengeance for his rebellion. Altaer, however, managed to survive in his human body (largely due to the help of Dr. MacBeth), and got used to being a mortal again.

Time passed (NO SHIT DUDED, REALLY?!), several more deaths (nothing else has changed, so he's pretty sure he's stable now), and he adopted a daughter under circumstances you can read in one of the stories I wrote because I'm too lazy to write it again here. His daughter has become central to his life right now, and will likely remain so.[/spoiler]

Personality: Altaer’s a high-spirited fellow. That said, he is extremely prone to mood swings in all directions, most likely worsened by his affection for alcohol. Behind this, he struggles with his losses and regrets and a pervading sense of hopelessness. He indulges ALL of his desires, however…and is insanely talented with the ladies.

His daughter, however, forces him into a different side of his personality. He's displayed sacrificial love and extreme care and concern for her wellbeing. He's a surprisingly good father, albeit in his own way, and ensures she is both happy and well cared for.

Abilities:
--Humanity Fuck Yeah: Altaer is HUMANITY FUCK YEAH embodied. Humans kick ass, dude. On a related note, he’s also the embodiment of I’M ‘MERICAN, DAMMIT.

--Ultimate Badassery: Combine Deadpool and Indiana Jones and Han Solo and The Last Samurai and you’ve kinda got an idea of Altaer. Good with girls, good with guns, good with liquor, and has a knack for being able to beat Death at its own game.fighting and killing personified. He’s incredibly strong, fast, and agile. He uses all kinds of guns like it is nobody’s business. He loves explosives, and he loves creative ways of killing people. Not creative like a psycho. Creative like a gamer. Creative like some dude with too much time creating the Creative Kill Chamber. Badass creative. Gazillion XP style creative.

Altaer’s the kind of guy that walks into a place with nothing but his bare hands. Then a horde of armed guards show up. Then he pulls a pair of Gatlin guns with arm-mounts from under his massive duster and mows down everyone. Or maybe it’s a pair of PP19 Hellhounds. Or a missile launcher.

Altaer’s the kind of guy that knocks people he doesn’t like across the room with a single punch, sword-fights a ninja, has a shoot-out with a SWAT team…all without spilling his beer that he’s got in his left hand, or letting his dame fall off his lap.

Altaer’s the kind of guy that would drive his favorite rat rod (he has an IMMENSE car collection, including specimens of all sorts and values) straight at an oncoming army, then jump i

***Oh, another note: This ISN'T a testing room. This is my finished, complete, canon elements (and mine alone).

bump for this that I've updated it mostly.