Vaemyr

[Kindrift]

As retrieved, with pictures, from: http://www.geocities.com/unisolmk5/


~*The tall black furred wolftaur trots in, his black eyes shot with redish coloring. His fingers have metal nails, which are adorned by rings made of bone. At the corner of his eyes, black tattooed in lines are purposely drawn like his crying blood and on his biceps are black gothic style barbwire tattoos. In the center of his chest is the Iron Cross, a symbol of military might. On each of his equine/lupine mix legs are barbed wire tattoos running roughly around the middle and then above them are demonic lettering spelling out: “I am Death, and only death.*~
 
~*Upon the rings are old Celtic styled writings spelling out: “Fire is my heart, and Ice is my will” His palms have small strips of metal inlaid into them showing the symbol of his clan, an ancient symbol composed of a cross dripping blood and an arrow blazing like the sun it self. His back is laced in a similar fashion, but on a much larger scale, but that is Given. The massive long sword sheathed on his back is made of bone, black in color, mixed with creamy like lines down the center. It seems to drip blood, but that is the only the colors always changing, giving off a faint decidedly gothic cast to it.*~

~*The hilt is made of a living stone, which cries out in agony, but is barely a whisper to any one but him. Its scribed with the words: “Honor can guide the weak, but death guides the strong!” On his shoulder is a .45 caliber pistol, made of metal and bone, Completely black in structure and seemingly one solid mass, no flaws to be seen. Its grip is covered by demonic crosses oozing Real blood off it. The barrel is wrapped with the same barb wire fashioning as his tattoos are made like.*~
 
~*His black shirt is covered with dragons that seem to fluctuate, but that is only the red coloring catching the sun at the right degrees. On his flat back is mounted a small traveler’s pack, in which he keeps several items, of unknown origin, or context. His long black lupine hair falls over his black eyes shot with redish streaks and gives him a creepy air, decidedly an evil being from long ago, brought to this modern world.*~

[LordNagetiere]

On his shoulder is a .45 caliber pistol, made of metal and bone, Completely black in structure and seemingly one solid mass, no flaws to be seen.

Colt attempted many alternative construction techniques for their famously rugged M1911 sidearm. Although some, like security-shunting composites/ceramics have been popularized by movies, most go unnotice, dutifully filling out their specificed tasks. Others never quite make it to the marketplace.

The bone and metal edition, also known as the '1911 Semi-Osteomatic', faired only minor success. Heat dispersement issues were prevailent, but it was a huge improvement over the previous 'wood and wax' version. The recoil was no quite even due to differences in bone density in the prototype, but this was mostly solved by switching to a supplier who did not cultivate the resource from post-menapausal women. More problems were found in lubrication after the optional blood-oozing handle was installed, but these were resolved in a recall and several virgin sacrifices.

The most glaring omission on the part of the design team was a trigger prone to breaking. Unfortunatley, with such high demand, the bacculums used for this part were often from less endowed breeds, and were far too short and thin to hold up to constant pumping.

Also, I really like this fellow for some reason.

Mainly because his pants appear to be a greater threat to himself and those around him than the firearm he's holding.