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Roleplay blog (narrative writing + occasional art)
Information about the Mudman
Gender: Male
Age: Appears and sounds around his late 40s (In truth is in his 90s)
Height: 7’3"
Loves: Puns, jokes, nature, sight seeing, music.
Likes: Reading, fiction stories, animals, hearing stories.
Dislikes: Fighting, needless violence, unfairness.
Hates: Injustice, discrimination, syringes.
Noticeable possessions:
- Though he prefers not to use it, there is always a large revolver holstered behind him from his hip at all times. He calls it a good luck charm at this point and has even given it a name – “Day.”
- A small journal and tiny pen to match is always tucked in the breast pocket of his shirt. As a scientist, you never know when you’ll stumble across something worth taking notes on!
- He is never seen without his gas mask on. It is practically his face at this point, as he refuses to remove it at any time. He carries extra, temporary filters on him just in case something happens to the main one and cleans it out every night.
Sum-up of Description Section:
- General description….….Paragraph 1
- Visual description…….….Paragraph 2
- Behavioral………………….Paragraph 3
- For “Bigfoot"rumors….….Paragraph 3 (Second Half)
- Description of home…….Paragraph 4
Overall Description:
A trained botanist chasing his passion and a wandering merchant for coin, “Sloop” is a man thriving to explore and experience the full vastness of the world. A foreigner to these lands, he spends most of his time either nose deep in his research or out on the streets of usually northern towns and city states, sitting right beside his small, make-shift shop to share his wares. His stall is a simple one, made up of nothing but a large blanket draped on the ground with his wares on display, a stool to sit on, and a cooler for those particularly perishable items, but don’t let it’s cheap look fool you; the plants, herbs, minerals, and medicines gathered are all carefully picked, studied, and tended to by the thorough botanist himself. Sometimes he brings other wares as well, frequent examples being lost troll teeth or a variety of pelts from his visits to the far north and even plants that he bred and biologically altered and engineered himself. You never know what exactly you will find at the Mudman’s small shop.
Sloop’s build stands tall over most with a thick build and much meat on his bones. Combined with his choice of garbs, hidden face, gas mask, and glowing irises, his appearance often misleads passers by and sometimes gives an eerie or even intimidating first impression, but despite this he hasn’t a single mean bone in his body. He firmly believes every confrontation can be resolved with spoken words rather than thrown fists, though, if need be, he will resort to his formidable build and boxing to hold his own in a fight. He also carries a pistol on him – a unique and large revolver fit for his hand – but prefers it be a “post-last resort” only to use after “the first last resort.”
The man is a natural socialite. He loves chatting with folk be they strangers or friends, offering favors and a helping hand wherever they may be needed, but never has he shown even an inch of his skin in public nor shared his real name. He dodges topics regarding his personal life and where he is from.
Occasionally he will boast and chatter about when he first came to these parts, of the rumors about some Bigfoot-like figure lurking through the woods dubbed “The Mudman,” when really it was just him diving straight into researching plant life after arriving. That is the extent of what he will share – or at least what he plans to share. The southerner tends to ramble.
Though not often home, he lives contently in a simple wooden hut just outside one of the northern cities, littered with plants and vines branching across the humble but nearly abandoned looking home. A post with a single bell dangling from a string hangs on a post a number of feet away from the front door, serving as a make-shift doorbell just outside a large area covered in bell-sprouted plants and shrubbery that surrounds the home. As quaint and quiet as the abode appears, the yard is littered with numerous, plant-based traps made by Sloop himself, the home fiercely guarded while he is away. He is proud of his traps, though wishes there was a way to keep them from trapping, poisoning, and even engulfing trespassers indiscriminately.
Sloop is always welcome to a chat or a visit to his humble shop, so stop by and give the jolly man a hello!
Extra Information:
- There are many secrets to this muse, but they will not be revealed very easily. If either you or myself feel your muse may know/figure something about Sloop that’s a secret, you can ask or I will message you with a few questions.
- Sloop has a thick southern accent and speaks in a very jovial manner.
- As far as the Dungeon and Dragons alignment system goes, Sloop is Chaotic Good; his methods are unorthodox and sometimes rather rash, but his intentions are for the safety and betterment of others.
- While he prefers to be an honest man, there are many, many times where he has and will lie right through his teeth. He means no harm, though, and usually does it for the sake of protecting others.
- Sloop is a very convincing liar, but has many nervous ticks and habits. He works to monitor them carefully and keep them hidden, but if you learn them, you can read through his stories easily.
- The man is a chatterbox. Sometimes he’ll share information he didn’t intend to share in his rambling. This sometimes makes him very bad at keeping secrets.
- Every once in a while, after saving a lot of money and ensuring time at home, he will hunt for and dig up any nearby underground auctions taking place – specifically ones involving human trafficking and slave trades. He has one goal in mind when taking part: win at least one person, take them home, nurse them back to health, and provide shelter until they are well enough to venture out into the world on their own once more. If he does not win any auctions, he, though he would prefer saving more than one, focuses on one victim, quietly follows the winner out, and mugs them, kidnapping the victim and making a run for it.
- Sloop has made many friends through his seemingly boundless generosity – and many enemies through his sometimes chaotic and even brash methods.
- He does not write his own tunes very often at all, but the Mudman is also a musician. His favorite instrument is the banjo, finding it the most satisfying to pluck away at aimlessly, and generally favors playing string instruments over others.
- He is not very fond of geese, to say the least.
- He tends to bring home injured or orphaned animals and other creatures to nurse them back to health, then set them free. There is little to no limitations as to what he will bring home to nurture.
- He drinks and eats through a removable straw that screws onto the side of his mask. When alone at home, though, he will lift the mask to eat more easily.
- His voice is deep and a little rough, but not booming. Gruff, but not dry or coarse.
- Sloop’s favorite music genres are all along the lines of bluegrass, swing, big band, and alternative.
- The man is a terrible dancer, but give him a partner to dance with and he is quite the lead.
- Enjoys singing greatly, though is very off-key and is aware of such. His voice does not help make it sound any better.
- Handles death very, very well majority of the time - almost to an insulting degree if he does not watch his wording.
- He does not handle having nightmares very well.
OOC Trivia
- Sloop is a very old OC not just of mine, but actually of my mother! She created him back in the 1970s through a series of photos of her friend in a junkyard with a gas mask on. She showed me the photos of “the Mudman” when I was in middle school and it just stuck with me. I’ve been quietly poking here and there at him through the years, eventually revealed what I’ve been doing to my mother, and we’ve both been picking at him as a character together ever since.
On that note, this blog is being used to further explore his character and, with hope, further his story! - There are a lot of secrets to this blog. Feel free to poke about through Asks and the like if you wish!
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