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Benedict the Elephantaur Mprd((I've REALLY gotta draw a sketch for him)
(Currently Scaled to "Warden" Benedict, 9 foot tall))
In the shower you see him, the renown man eater, the famous barbarian, the adventuresome elephant of many tales, the shower built for his kind seems to give him an almost orgasmic pleasure with such a simple ritual as bathing his massive form.. Standing just over 15 foot tall and probably two or three yards wide the mixture of man and elephant has little reason to fear any predator. The massive beast, deepest of purple shades, with a handfull of dark black scars over the exposed areas of his body demands a more detailed evaluation The eye starts at the head. Compared to the rest of his body its fairly small, a compact conical shape with deep set eyes, if you don't count the large spreading ears, the thick 6 foot trunk lifts up to show off his muscular jaws, smooth dark flesh around his lips, pale pink tongue licking the roof of his mouth slowly, large flat grinding teeth glistening, a few slightly cracked, two obviously having received dental caps savoring some aftertaste. Mounted on a tough wrinkly neck that shows a few healed over scars.. apparently from axe wounds that failed to decapitate him long ago.. his heavy set head is adorned with two massive tusks that curl to side and back with a very slight corkscrew. The right one is unfortunately broken roughly at the 2/3 point, the damaged point has been caped with simple metal. It still maintains a look of majestic power
As he lifts his left arm to turn on the shower nozzle you can't help but stare at the muscular, thick well formed muscles bulge as he moves it, biceps bulging as he adjusts the nozzle with care to avoid crushing it, Deltoids flexing taught, as he lifts, showing off the powerful base and shoulders, revealing the underarms smooth hide, even the weakpoint in his muscular protection glimmers with well toned flesh, A gush of water rushes down his arm, making the elephantine beats moan in pleasure, watching it cascade down his arm and onto his main torso, a lean muscular build firm fluid muscles ripple, even so they bulge some from overwork and an active lifestyle. Pecks stretch as he lifts the nozzle to aim to his back, flexing slightly before he lets loose a happy trumpet into the air.
Past the abdominal region his stomach is tightly muscled, unfed.. for now, the powerful organ of gluttony free of its work, the navel a small dimple in the rugged smoothness. The beasts hips are wide as his shoulders, providing a powerful base, straight powerful legs, one lifts to allow the nozzle to spray a flow underneath, splashing off the smooth muscles Raining down under the for pelvis,the stolid rock to keep the whole humanoid half up rightight, the trunks of the great oak of elephant. Thick toenails seem to hold the water a few moments before it dribbles off, only marginally cleaning the well worn flat feet.. The smooth powerfully fluid tauric trunk.
Even without a meal the taurs underside is impressive to behold, looking up from the tile floors you see that its not been that lean a year for the elephant, behind the two for legs are a few more complimentary muscles, ringing the start of a somewhat bulged round belly dipping from the hardly concaved at all trunk...the muscular belly well anchored and helped by the strong back of the taur, the species built for heavy hauling has lost none of that, the ominously concave bulge is just the right size for a man to have been recently curled up the stream dribbles off the hide, clinging softly to the crotch between his muscular haunches sags his stomach's pit, and bellow that sheathed in its snug container a five foot long elephant cock fueled by beachball sized nuts, swinging idly as the elephant moans.. water dribbling down its length and driping bellow.. finishing the last bits of washing the elephant can reach with the flexible hose and his own powerful arms and giving you the naked truth of this glorious meaty adventurer.
Garb: While far from ashamed of his body, he does feel its property to be clothed, even if only for aesthetic appearances. ) Over his head he wears a most of his clothing is made of thick cured leather, durable and hard wearing. While looking like fancy barding it provides no added protection His head sports a finely set of head gear, embroidered with golden and silver insignias on a green base. It functions as a partial mask that just lets his eyes show through. Small brone chains lead from it to two iron tusk bracers.. Over his chest and upper body he wears a cross style harness, leaving most of his muscular upper body quite visible. Shoulderpads, tassels, and two huge wrist guards are decorated elaborately as his head garments, in the same mixture of gold, silver and green.). At his hips a massive heavy belt hangs, draped with tassles of every color, a band a food wide wrapping around his back to secure it. On each side is a small brown pouch(About the size of one of his hands.). Across his tauric back he sports swath of similar fabric secured under his belly behind forlegs and in front of his hind ones. He wears two large bags across his rear flanks, red dyed reinforced silk custom made to fit his form),
He normally carries :"The thunderer" a modified cannon that now looks more like a massive musket. It makes a deafening noise when fires, and shoots out a canister of sticky netting. The rare of fire is roughly once a minute but has great range. Carries collapsable cages that he can put on his sides to bring "Prey" in for his bounty hunter days. Various other camping esentialls, some cooking
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Personality: Gluttonous, Effectively he lops people into two categories, People and food, People are roughly his size/mass(or even close) Food is the smaller category. Food he treats as such, playing with it, enjoying it, using it to get his own pleasure, while not activly sadistic, and capable of being friendly its hard for him to get his mind around NOT eating someone.. He'll engage in conversation, talk it up a bit, and generally will try to use his sense of logic to get it willing(Easier meal) however this often fails and its time to loop the trunk around it and stuff it into his greedy jaws.
Assuming you don't fit into the food category he is a bit rough around the edges but still rather civilized and quite freindly. He enjoys life and the company of others even if not in his belly(Albiet, he does try to bed anyone he finds. Of his size.. normally not a person to resort to rape.... though not above getting a pitty screw through underhanded means.) His mentality is a few hundred years our of date and is still trying to understand the modern world.. much of it he loves do.. indoor showers feel soo good. Furthermore the realm of dentistry for "animals" has become a godsend for his damaged tusk(no worry of further damaging it)He is unabashedly bi, Finding it hard enough to find SOMEONE to take him proper, he can't be picky on species or gender.
prefers to dine on human sized to slightly larger than human sized victims, those around his own size are a bit to large to eat whole normally and far more satisfying to screw proper... and quite rare enough to savor, However... he has eaten such lovers on more than one occasion(it takes a while).. his large tauric gut takes a long time to metabolize meat,just like the greenery he supplements it with. its common enough for people to last hours inside. it ends up being fairly efficient in the end though. If someone goes in more or less willingly he can mentally slow down the more nasty aspects till the victim passes out.
Benedict at bootcamp
In the bootcamp setting the most obvious change is Benedick's size, he 9 foot tall and the rest of his stats in proportion, A bit less obvious is the treatments he has undergone to toughen his hide. Thickening it and making it quite bullet and puncture resistant, organic riot control armor.
Personality: Well restrained sadism. He has a brutaly rough mind, but because of his size he learned early how to apply just enough misery and pain to avoid permanent harm. Those who put up with his training for long enough do earn his respect and freindship
Weapons. With thick stubby fingers his choice in weaponry has been highly limited, but through engineering and modification he has learned to use a bazooka like device that he can fill with a wide variety of loads. For his small arms he uses customized giant shotguns, paired. His aim is.. Bad.. but the spread pretty much makes anything standing in front of him look like swiss cheese.
Over his chest he keeps a dozen specialized grenades, easily lifted by his trunk, pin pulled by his tongue and tossed in one smooth motion. He normally carries stun and concusive gernades to limit the damage.. and if he is being mobbed is quite likely to drop the stunning ones by his feet. At his size it just sends a tingle through his body
Roll: He is a drill Sargent, and he loves it, taking particular joy in showing mice and pred cats that they aren't so hot.and they tasty sooo good... In battle he is a grunt, pure and simple.. A tough, exceptional grunt of course though
“Yeah, I eat a lot of recruits, but it gives them great incentive to avoid the enemies heavy artilliary)
Warden Benedict (Same scale as bootcamp Benedict), more to come later
RPs looking for
THe gorge, group victims, or alot of normal folks to fatten him up in one sitting, casual fates for most of them.. answering the question, how much can a big elephantaur chug...
