Chariot Tadpole

This is the Chariot as a tadpole. I finally decided to get started on more detailed descriptions of my characters as well as back stories since they're just sort of... there lol. Anyways, just keep in mind that all Tarot cards are all created by the Dealer, currently some were somehow inherited by Qudada and take orders from him or roam freely themselves. Regardless, they were all originally created by the Dealer, loong ago, so he's one busy daddy.

Okay, so... Chariot! He was the first one that came to mind for me so I'll get on with it. A simplified-simplified-simplified-SIMPLIFIED back story.

Physical description as a tadpole
He's the normal Keronian size rather then a massive monstrosity. He wears a mask similar to Dororo's previous assassin mask as well as Jirara's. When he is a child his mask and armor is easily removed (he doesn't constantly wear them.) However, once he becomes fully grown and updates his armor, it is too heavy to be removed. His ear flaps are not yet torn.

Back Story
The Chariot was "born" somewhere around Prehistoric Earth times, and assuming that around that time Keron was still an advanced race, though somewhat more primitive. The Chariot, while still very young, was left behind by the Dealer by mistake. Typically a lost and confused child, he wandered his way into a near by village where a loving couple kindly adopted him and offered him food and shelter, which he willingly accepted.

The Chariot, who had been renamed by his new parents, "Jurura" (Oh, fuck you traditional Keronian names) had grown fond of his parents, and trained to be an Assassin to protect his new family. He soon became known and feared for his incredible strength and endurance, making him a much respected member of the village. He had succeeded in fulfilling his own wishes.

However, as the days, months and soon years passed, the Dealer grew more and more furious as he searched for The Chariot. Soon, he lost all patience and sent out his Trumps to bring him back, even if this may had been a potential threat to his own plans. The young Magician was the first to find Jurura, who saw him as a threat to his loved ones. Unfortunately at the time the Magician was too weak to defeat the young assassin.

The Magician had reported the incident to the Dealer, who then came across a new idea. He decided to leave Jurura be for several decades, if not centuries. The outcomes were all to clear to him.

Jurara was left alone, and lived for a long time in Happiness, until his mother had grown far too old and weak, and passed away. Soon, his father and his relatives and then his friends, all began to die of old age. This made him suffer greatly, however he did begin to make new friends, but over time they all suffered the same way. Jurura became worried and confused, he had stil not matured into an adult while every one of his friends had long ago become elderly and withered. He was not aware of his immortality, not aware of his curse.

Soon, Jurara became miserable. He would not become old and wrinkled in age, instead he would grow healthier, stronger, invincible, and bigger, and bigger... and even bigger. He wouldn't stop growing. Soon his armor and mask became too small for him, and he had to upgrade it several times, having local blacksmiths to produce bigger and heavier armor for him. He had no money to pay him with, but whenever and whoever he begged too usually agreed from being intimidated by his massive size.

Not before long, the Dealer found him yet again, and asked him one last time if he would like to rejoin him. Seeing how that the Dealer offered the one place where he belonged, and always was destined to belong, not to mention the fact that he had nothing else to live for, Jurara (who now reffered to himself as The Chariot again) agreed to join his true "father" (as it was then revealed to him by the Dealer.)

Stuff

The Chariot is a valuable minion to the Dealer. His built-tough body as well as his durable armor make him nearly invincible. His one weakness is the fact that he has become ubearably slow, however, beware of the fact that he's perfected his fighting techniques so that he can fight rather well even though he's slow, unless he's in pursuit XD.

After the years of his childhood his sense of morality was completely wiped out, he finds no hesitation in killing.

He despises all invaders since according to his logic, it would be more fit to destroy the world of your enemies rather then take possession of it. He aids the Dealer in his plan, is re awakened along with the Dealer and aids him with his... other plan, and after the Dealer is Destroyed by the Keroro platoon he serves Qudada once he is re summoned by him in the Future.


Blah blah... sorry about that being sorta.... crappy.