Froggydoom (my au!)

Name: Froggydoom
Character: calm, intelligent, calculating, adventurous, at times cruel, sarcastic, amoral. Unlike Froggydude, he can devour or kill someone for fun, not out of necessity. He respects only the strong and the smart, those who show no mercy. He’s rough, but at the same time elegant, and he takes advantage of that; he might even bow to a dead opponent for a “good fight.” He perfectly combines good manners and aggression. Those who cannot defend themselves are nothing but trash to him. He experiences bouts of hunger and excessive aggression, rage, but he has learned to control them, and he often eats someone when he feels like it; this dulls these bouts and delays their onset, but sometimes he may lose control.

Appearance: height 189 cm, toned build. Skin is pale. Eyes are black, with bright red pupils. Hair is red and long; on the head are frog eyes, but they don’t see with them; there are two blue strands at the temples. There are scars on the body. The tongue is long, like a frog’s. Teeth are sharp, like a shark’s; they can easily break through a lot of things.
Clothing: white shirt, dark wine‑colored jacket with gold buttons, red tie. Black pants. He wears white gloves on his hands. He wears a silver crown on his head. He wears black boots. He wears a gold bracelet on his left wrist.

Memory 2: he’s trying to get Grud’s/Groks’ attention because he finds him interesting, despite the latter’s dull everyday life. He’s already tried many methods, but Grud doesn’t want to acknowledge him or trust him.

Memory: Very strong thanks to frequent movement and consumption of meat. Doesn’t get upset when he comes to in a pool of blood after going feral; instead, he feels satisfied with his actions and with the fact that he ate well — unless he kills someone important. Often mocks those he considers his equals, and those he considers stronger than himself; at most, he makes fun of them, flirts, and, if he really likes someone, might even flirt. When he goes feral, his pupils behave differently: they either narrow when he’s on the verge of madness, or they expand almost to the entire eye. He just hates it when his meal is interrupted, and when they try to bribe him with meat so he won’t kill — well, unless they’re offering a living person as a sacrifice. If he likes something or someone, he’ll try to get hold of it. He hates mess and being dirty, so he tries to kill more carefully so as not to get blood on himself, and if he does get dirty, he washes himself right away. He has very strong regeneration; he can’t be killed by any weapon — neither firearms nor bladed weapons, not even by a shot to the head.