xD He's a bit of everything, really... for example, when Crazy Dude was in the Crazy Bucket Crazy Van(c), they were asking him questions, trying to see if he was capable of speech, and whatnot, and the first question was "What's your name", and Crazy Dude went on a long speech about himself being satan. When they didn't beleive him, he nearly tore one of their heads off, so he's got a bit of homicidal maniac in him. And it depends on what triggered Crazy Dude in the first place. So if Thomas was REALLY angry, Crazy Dude would take over, and try to kill anyone he saw.
And I have a little idea for him, but I'm not sure if it would work... if I decide to go through with it, you and me would be the only people who know about it.
Weeelll... I got this awsome idea for a character, and then it led to this, and I wanted to see what people thought about it.
Well, the main character would be Thomas, a nice seeming young boy, who awoke one day in a mental institution. Needless to say, he was all like "Wtf?!" and freakin' out. But little does he know, little Thomas has multiple personality disorder! He has no idea, but he's constantly "passing out" and waking up in strange places. He had done something especially insane, and his neighbor called the local Insanity Bucket, and they took him away. Now, the especially cool thing about Thomas, is that he would be (if I can find someone who wants to) roleplayed by two people! One as Thomas, and one as Crazy Dude! Whenever Thomas is under stress, or he gets angry, Crazy Dude kicks in! (We'd get a name for him eventually, so it'd actually be as though he was two different peoples, roleplayed by two different peoples ;D). Other people would join in, after a certain instance, where Crazy Dude ends up breaking out of his cell, and opening the doors to all the other cells. And before (or after) that some people could be guards, sayin' stuff like "Hey you, shaddup!" and whatnot.
Lansandi shook his head at Cynthia, holding her by the shoulders. He sighed, and walked to the back of the cave. Pitch blackness enveloped him, and he transformed to his normal form. He watched Cynthia, waiting to see if she would believe any of that.
Lansandi looked into what appeared to be Cynthia's eyes, and said with a laugh, "Oh no! You're half a foot taller than me! What so ever will I do?!" He cackled, turning to the man he had pushed in the rain. "Now you... you look... special. Not nearly as "special" as me, but enough... but to the present matter..."
Lansandi closed his eyes, and invisible beams of information flew into his brain. He smiled at Cynthia, opening his eyes. "Hold on a moment, Cynthia." He walked around behind her, and clenched his fists. His genetic code began to rewrite, and his body changed shape. He changed to look exactly like Cynthia's deceased father. His voice box also changed, morphing into the exact shape of Cynthia's father's. He walked back to the front of Cynthia and looked into her eyes.
"Cynthia... this is not what I taught you for... stop this, now." He said, with a serious tone.
"I've taken so many daddies, who knows, maybe I took yours. And lower that blade, little girl, you'll only hurt yourself." Lansandi said, never moving from his casual pose. He lifted up his right arm, and watched it slowly melt down to his elbow. Once the acid had taken it's course, he forced his bone to regrow in the shape of a long blade. Once the bone had finished, he let his skin close the gap between his elbow and his bladed forearm.
"This bone is as dense as metal, and stronger than a diamond. It's sharper than a perfectly crafted sword, and twice as deadly. Now please... don't make me use it." Said Lansandi, moving away from the wall. "And by the way," he started, reaching the other side of the cave. "that's the last time you'll hear me say 'please'."
OOC: He's really creepy and gross, but he's kinda cool...
OOC: I feel I should mention that, because a lot of people in this story are going to want to, Lansandi can survive almost everything, so feel free to stab him, punch him, break his arm, etc. etc.
Just know that he's abnormally fast and strong. Oh, and leave his brain alone. He needs that.
Lansandi smiled at the new man who had just spoken to him so angrily. "Your wife? This child is too young to be married. At least to a pitiful human like yourself. Such beauty should be kept away from jealous messes... such as yourself." He grabbed the newcomer by his collar and pushed him out of the cave, out into the rain. "It's where you belong, friend." He said, his smile still spread across his face.
Lansandi turned around, and walked to the back of the cave. He sighed, not a depressed or unhappy sigh, but one of utter bliss. As he sighed, he stretched his arms, and leaned against a rocky wall.
OOC: I think he's gonna get in trouble for that. xP And I might too, because I'm not sure if we're allowed to have violence in The Hangout area...