{king shark, 26+, cis male, he/him} || FINS is a mutant with the ability of SHARK PHYSIOLOGY. they’ve been in new york for THEIR WHOLE LIFE where they spend most of their time as an UNDERGROUND FIGHTER. when i think of them, i think of THE SCRATCH OF SANDPAPER AGAINST YOUR FINGERS, A CRACKED BOWL REPAIRED WITH GOLD, AND THE SOFT EMBRACE OF RAIN ON A COOL MORNING. they are affiliated with THE MORLOCKS ( NEUTRAL ) @c23intros
background.
the day fins graced the world, screams of terror were wrought in his wake. born to one human parent and one ( dormant ) mutant parent, neither was prepared to deal with the reality of creating something so... different. horrified and disgusted at the appearance of their son, they begged the doctors to take him away from their sight. and away he was taken, wrapped in a towel and dumped into a backalley for what hopefully wouldn’t be an entirely unpleasant death. who, after all, would want to care for something like that?
but someone did care for the pup thrown out into the night—his own kind. from the grates came others like him, those who had been forced out of human society and into the drains, ready to take him somewhere he would be safe. while sad for the orphaned child, the morlocks knew that it was better this way, better to grow up among those that would love and care for him instead of those that would rather leave him to die.
life in the sewers beneath the city was harsh. food and supplies were scarce among those who couldn’t work to retreive them, limited to what they could scavenged out of the ruins... and out of the garbage. but to a child that knew no other life, surrounded by those that loved and accepted him without question, it might as well have been heaven. even so, growing up meant curiosity—why did they have to seclude themselves in the sewers, when others could enjoy the sunlight? why did they have to struggle if life could be so good on the surface? and how could they explain hatred to an innocent child?
upon reaching adulthood, curiosity and wanderlust grew stronger. fins, as he had been named by his surrogate family, wasn’t content to simply forage among the refuse, wasn’t content to hide away for the sensibility of those he could only ever imagine. he wanted to experience life, to feel sunlight on his face—to bask in the glory of being alive. to establish himself in the world, even if it took convincing every person he came across to see the good in someone so different from themselves.
so, while planning was scarce and encouragement scarcer, fins made the decision to leave the only home he had ever known—the sewers, the morlocks—in search of a better world. despite hardships, despite hatred and fear and strife, he has slowly but surely began to carve a place for himself in the world. in his dreams, he sees a place higher than the dumpsers and alleyways, a place where people—humans, even—can coexist. where he can be welcomed into society, into work, into homes, without fear of being treated like scum on the bottom of someone’s boot.
quick facts.
has been roped into fighting in an underground ring under the guise of being accepted by people. is given lots of rewards for winning fights and has been tricked into believing that, much like wrestling on television, everything is staged and he’s not actually hurting people.
with the money he gets from winnings, he buys... mostly food. given his huge size (over 7ft tall, almost 400lbs) he has to eat a huge amount. some of it is gotten through dumpster diving, some of it through gently passing money to local fisherman that have learned he means no harm. the rest? given to other homeless people/anyone who looks like they need it.
he is illiterate. :( he can write his name, if there’s a pen big and sturdy enough around, but nothing else.
bi... ;)
his favorite place to go is, obviously, the beach! but... only at night where there’s not anyone around to scare. he tried once during the day and the screaming and panic was too depressing.
possible connections.
other fighters. anyone who’s down in that ring would probably know of him! he’s quite the winner, after all! could also be anyone who’s aware of the fights, too.
tutors. if you’re nice enough to be able to work around the big teeth, he’s always on the look out to learn things, academic or otherwise!
friends. pwease?
anything else. i’m literally down for anything, hate him or love him. he WILL cry if you hate him though.