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| | + | == ALL GOOD PIGS GO TO THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE == |
| | + | "Billy quit the job. You can't blame him, he never really did like all the meat and blood. Besides that, it's not like he was particularly good at cutting the stuff, either. Anyways, glad you wanted the job, I wouldn't be able to do this alone. As you probably know already, we specialize in swine, here. The farmers make sure we receive the creatures, and we cut them up, then deliver the meat to whoever owns it. All the good pigs go to the slaughterhouse, here. We don't want bad meat, after all, nobody would want to buy bad meat. Let me show you where they all ''hang''. Pun intended. As you can see, we've got around 300-350 pigs hanging here. They a-.. Are you alright? You aren't looking too good, your face is going all r-.. Oh god.. Oh god, what is t-.. What are you!?" ''' - Audio recording from a slaughterhouse in Texas.''' |
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| Etherloch |
Identity:
"All the good pigs.. Go.. To the slaugherhouse.."
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Biographical:
| Name: | N/A |
| Aliases: | Etherloch, ETH-34-LOC-H |
| Species: | Etherloch |
| Nationality: | N/A |
| Ethnicity: | N/A |
| Marital: | N/A |
| Relatives: | N/A |
| Occupation: | Surviving |
| Base: | Unknown |
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Physical Traits:
| Gender: | N/A |
| Age: | 6-7 months |
| Height: | Varies |
| Weight: | Varies |
| Physique: | Varies |
| Hair: | N/A |
| Eyes: | N/A |
| Skin: | Red and black/grayish |
| Other: | None |
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Powers & Abilities:
| Powers: | Shapeshifting, Superior Strength, Superior Senses, Acidic Properties |
| Abilities: | Can re-grow from just a couple of living cells, is immune to electricity, can replicate voices, is great at adapting to it's surroundings |
| Equipment: | None |
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Affiliations:
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| Group: | N/A |
| Rank: | N/A |
| Other: | N/A |
| Level: | 19 |
| User: | @theh8nter |
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ALL GOOD PIGS GO TO THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE
"Billy quit the job. You can't blame him, he never really did like all the meat and blood. Besides that, it's not like he was particularly good at cutting the stuff, either. Anyways, glad you wanted the job, I wouldn't be able to do this alone. As you probably know already, we specialize in swine, here. The farmers make sure we receive the creatures, and we cut them up, then deliver the meat to whoever owns it. All the good pigs go to the slaughterhouse, here. We don't want bad meat, after all, nobody would want to buy bad meat. Let me show you where they all
hang. Pun intended. As you can see, we've got around 300-350 pigs hanging here. They a-.. Are you alright? You aren't looking too good, your face is going all r-.. Oh god.. Oh god, what is t-.. What are you!?"
- Audio recording from a slaughterhouse in Texas.
