Name: Has no name. It has just recently been referred to as The Brute, but he has many, many other names, awarded to him by many different civilizations.

Race: He is alone in what he is. He has no 'race' as there is not another like him. Though, if you wish to be nitpicky, he could qualify as an 'Old One'

Type: Xenomorphic Alien

Place of Birth: The center of the universe

Gender: If there is a gender, male.

Nationality: Don't think he has one.

Age: He predates existence.

Height: While he definitely fluctuates a lot, the common height that's comfortable for him is 9 feet.

Weight: While he definitely fluctuates a lot, he usually weighs somewhere around a few metric tons.

Eye Color: Usually glowing red, but again, this can very easily change.

Skin Color: See above, and this fluctuates more than anything else. It should be noted, that when he's in the vacuum of space, he is devoid of color, effectively cloaking him, save for his eyes, and mouth should he open it.

Skin Texture: Entirely dependent on his environment. But it's never "soft".

Hair? Sometimes. More "fur" than "hair".

Hair Color: The same color as his skin.

Body Build: Almost always packed with muscle. Not an ounce of his body goes to waste, everything is used. The common build is similar to a gorilla, with the massive arms and 'smaller' legs, but make no mistake, there is massive power in either set of limbs, even when he only has four.

Tail? Some times.

Tail Length: 9 feet tall in it's own wright, though, again, it's prone to changing, and has been a variety of things, for a variety of uses.

Tentacles? At times.

Number of Tentacles: At one time he had 14, he doesn't seem to make more than that, though. And that's only in dire situations where he's outnumbered.

Wings? Strangely enough? He's never created any. Never needed them, really.

Cock Size: Usually 18 inches, capable of going smaller or larger, depending on the prey.

# of Cocks: Usually just the one. If he grows more, they're more akin to tentacles. See above.

Fighting Style: Brute(Ha ha ha, get it?) force usually. There's nothing subtle about his style, although he will take a moment to "feel" his environment...this is to make sure he doesn't end up killing his victims. It's another instinct of his.

Motivation: The Brute is nothing but pure instinct, the will to survive and mate, even as that last function is useless to him, biologically.

Psychological Profile: The Brute is a force of...nature? A force, anyway. He has no childhood, no concept or need for time, or emotion, or love, or hate. Once he evolved beyond the need for food, he even stopped killing. His profile is very simple, actually, simply being the need for existence.

Personality: The Brute has no personality.

Sexual Oddities: The fact that he continues to try and breed is, in itself, a sexual oddity. He has never created offspring, and one would think that he would eventually evolve beyond this 'drive', but in the entire history of the universe and far beyond, he's never done so. Perhaps it's what drives him.

Human Disguise Form? He's never disguised himself as a human. It's not his style.

Clothing: He wears no clothing. The concept is laughable, as even if he did put on clothing, jumping from planets through the atmosphere of planets, and traveling through stars and other cosmic forces would quickly reduce any fabric or material into nothing.

Special Attributes: He will evolve and discard attributes as he needs them, but generally there are spikes around various parts of his body, and of course, a sheath to protect his cock. What could damage it is a good question, but that's besides the point. No matter what he develops, he is always heavily muscled, and could put any bodybuilder or "strongman" to shame.

Distinguishing features: See above.

Behavior: He pretty much acts like he owns the universe, and who's going to tell him otherwise? He leaps through the vacuum from planet to planet, taking what he wants, and the only thing he ever wants, are women to ravage. Once he has done enough of this, he moves on. It's pretty clear-cut.

Capabilities: The Brute is a frightening creature.

To begin with, he constantly endures cosmic bombardment by exploding stars, gravitational pulls from black holes, smashed by asteroids, and traveling through suns. He does this all with not even mild discomfort, so think about that when you're aiming your ship's weapons at him full blast.

Similarly, he is strong enough to leap from a planet's atmosphere, and travel through the vacuum of space. Heavy barricades are not going to pose a problem to him.

The most frightening aspect of his body, however, is that he can develop what he needs after only a few moments. Rapid evolution at an unheard of speed, giving him fur to withstand heavy cold, fins and a sleek shape to move through water, a long heavy tail to balance him when running, claws for climbing, camouflage for stalking, and anything else you can think of.

And you psychics out there, don't think you can just tap into his mind and alter his course. His existence predates the universe and creation. His mind does not work the way you'd expect, and the sheer waves of raw impulse and animalistic drives might very well paralyze you, on the spot. It's akin to sailing a ship into a tsunami.

In days of old he was feared by all for his endless hungers, but after nearly starving in the cold vacuum, The Brute evolved beyond hunger, which has had the effect of causing him to ignore male creatures, as they don't exist. Strangely enough, despite this he's been known to 'work' with other predators, in nondirect ways...cutting off his chosen prey, while preventing others from rescuing themselves. It's unknown if this is unintentional or not.

Despite the way his mind works, he is capable of 'learning' or some form of it, anyway. Trick him once, he'll catch on to that trick. Actually succeed in damaging him or hurting him, and next encounter, he'll be able to evolve into something more capable of defending.

Weaknesses: Simply, things like computers, written words, anything that requires one to study and comprehend, won't even 'exist' to him. This isn't the same as sign language or Morse code, however, one is used directly by his prey, and the other makes noise, of which he can hear quite clearly.

Likes/Dislikes: This is not applicable for The Beast, as he is apathetic toward everything. Even 'mating' isn't something he likes to do, it's just something he does.

History: In the beginning, he was. He existed among nothing, wrapped in it's absence, deafening in it's absolute silence. Then...

things exploded, time ended, revived and was promptly born shortly after, light, sound, hunger, pain, existence gasping and wheezing, crying out it's bellowing scream "I...do...EXIST!"

The Brute was witness to this, and cared not. Things were born of darkness and chaos, and Brute cared not, consuming and mating mindlessly as terrible beings roamed in the bleakness.

Then, with existence in the first throes of life? It closed it's infant eyes and died, stillborn and alone.

Still, did The Brute exist, but it was no longer among nothing. It was among past, and future, it was among time, destruction, history made for no one to see it. The corpse of existence, cold in it's infancy, was quickly devoured by a sibling alien to it, and existence breathed anew! This one was much stronger, and The Brute did glide through eons and planets, through the new sensation of blackness, of vacuum and isolation, shaping this visitor in it's own, strange way. The Brute began to shed what was not needed, began to grow and mature, still unique, still alone, but not bothered by this. He was not made for emotion, was not made to feel, honestly, he was not made for anything. He was...beyond purpose.

And The Brute exists still, recognizing not the changes within himself, caring not for the evolving, expanding bleakness, caring only to live and survive, to cry out his own, bellowing scream:

"I...do...EXIST!"

Miscellaneous: The Brute shall never make offspring, as he is unique, and shall remain so.

Um... wow.

Talk about over the top.

I shoot for the sky.

Any way you can make it... less over the top?

Any specific requests?

I am not sure if this is what Madison meant, but it seems a little.. don't know how to put it, really

I like the creature as such (love the illustration ), but he invokes the image of some Lovecraftian mad deity from before time, and that makes me wonder 'why does it even care about Shokushu ?'.

Anyway, welcome to SHS