Tiny
From Changeling Venue
| Seeming | Ogre Gargantuan |
|---|---|
| Court | Summer Court •• |
| Freehold | The Freehold of The Sunset Coast |
| Player | Nathan Budd |
Contents |
Overview
Alias(es): Big Fella, Fatty
Real Name: Benjamin Britts
Age: 32
Concept: Big stupid oaf.
Entitlement: Tiny is entitled to bash you.
Physical description: Tiny is what anyone thinks of when they think of an Ogre. Huge. Immense. 7.3 feet tall and over 350 kilos. Fat and muscle all over, he has a huge barrell like belly and small, bowling ball shaped head. He has a large mounth with big round teeth that are bleach white. His arms and legs are similarly the width of tree trunks with 5 giant stubby digits on the end. He is almost completely bald. His skin is a light shade of pink. He dresses in dirty old clothes, often forced on him by friends that would rather he not stroll around naked and caked in mud.
Relevant Mechanics: Giant
Character Livejournal: Tiny's live-journal is a work in progress. We're up to D at the moment. Once we get to Z, we will publish.
Character Information
Known History
Basic Timeline:
13/04/2008 - Tiny spits the dummy, clubs his Fae master to death and makes for the hedge. He meets up with Terry Ific and the rest of the Perth freehold. They were busy right away, nasty hedge critters and Hollows under attack. Tiny discovers both Maccas and Pizza. The freehold learn not to feed Tiny caffeine.
06/07/2008 - We went into the prikle bush to find sum stuff to sell at da winta markets. Me an Terry, we found 2 of dem prikle puppies, so we grabsded dem and took dem back. On da way back, we founds Cindi and helpd her gets out of the prikles too. Then we wents to da markets and da king of cow innards said stuff and we swapped stuff with some people. Oh! And I got to ride on the fuzzy chair in Cindis car and Terry gave me a bazooka. Den we wents back to da hedge and talked to a goblin who wanteds to talks to da king. So I got da king, who was being bited by prikle puppies. So I wopped em. Den talk to a gobbin and I ate some fing Cindi gaves me wat make bad sounds. Den I eated a dolly.
Current Activities:
Patrolling and defending the Freehold of Perth.
Helping Duarven build the motley hotel.
Treasure hunting.
Hunting swans.
Merit Details:
Background:
Ben was born slow, and huge. He grew as most kids like him do, bullied and tormented, and often in trouble for the bruises and fat lips other kids suffered when he lost his temper. His large size was complemented by his weight. His parents were both very large and ate a lot, which was habit developed by Tiny. He developed and intense love for food, often eating for comfort.
It was walking home from school one day that Ben was taken. Along the path he normally takes, he smelled his favourite thing, warm blueberry pie. He couldn’t see it anywhere, but he followed his nose. It led him down a path, over a fence, behind a corner, past some trees, over a creek, and through some shrubs. Then the shrubs got thicker. Then thicker again. Soon, they cast shadows all around, but Ben pushed on. Finally he emerged on the other side, and there sat his prize.
A small brown house with white trimmings sat, window open in a green clearing. On the window-sill, cooling was the pie. Ben moved towards it, creeping as best he could, which was rather poorly. The pie tin was warm to touch, it smelt sweet and delicious. He could not contain his hunger, and he sat on the spot and gobbled it up! As he gobbled, Ben grew sleepy. As he swallowed the last bite, he fell asleep.
He awoke to the sound of an old woman cackling. A small old woman. Weird and horrible to look at. She had lured him in and taken him way from his family. Ben was her slave now and he did whatever she told him. Ben started out cleaning and making things. He learnt to fix and make things very well, as he often broke things, and the witch would often keep his supper from him until he built her all kinds of things like carriages and houses and swords and carpets and all kinds of things!
One day he got in a fight with a bugbear over some goblin food and beat it up so badly that his master was terribly impressed. She put Ben, now much, much bigger in a metal suit and made him guard her magical places from the other Gentry. As time drew on, Ben became something of a boss over the other guards. He was bigger and much tougher than them and he learnt to bully them to do as he wanted. If they did the right thing, Ben sometimes got extra yummy food. Most of the time though, Ben went hungry, but his body kept growing.
Ben was always in fights in the magical land, just like in school. He soon learned that the witch grew awfully mad if any unwanted guests arrived in her house, so he made sure he was the best guard he could be, and made sure all the other guards were too. Sometimes, when Ben was really mad with the other guards or a trespasser, he would club them so badly that they would fall down and not get up again. Once this was done, Ben would gobble them up to sate his terrible hunger and keep the evidence away from the witch.
One day, a hobgoblin that Ben was in charge of escaped and bit the witch! As a punishment she took away his name from him and gave him a new name. Like the rest of this place, Ben became a lie. He was now Tiny, even though he was huge. The witch found this ever so amusing. Tiny was now very angry at the hob and he gobbled up not only the hob, but its whole family in a great rage!
The witch saw him gobble up so many of her servants and grew even madder! She was so mad that she cast Ben into a terrible place of blood and fighting. Ben was forced to fight with a group of hobs in a pit. They hurt Tiny, but he grabbed one and gobbled him up in two bites! Seeing their friend gobbled away into Tiny’s tummy, the others fled, but Tiny was angry now and caught them. He was so hungry that he gobbled up all four hobs at one time.
As he swallowed the foot of the final hob, there was cheering and applause from around the pit. The Gentry-folk were very impressed at Tiny’s fighting and even his witch-master was pleased. But that was not good for Tiny, because now he had to fight more. Day after day, week after week, Tiny would fight creature after creature. Each time he would win and gobble up his opponent!
Eventually it became second nature to him. Sometimes the fights were easy. Some hobs or beast-men that had displeased their masters. They would scramble and run away as Tiny grabbed them and pulled them apart to eat them up. Sometimes they were hard though. The witch would wager Tiny’s fighting against other Gentry folk’s servants or monsters. They were harder, but Tiny was a very good fighter, and usually, Tiny would win. Sometimes though, Tiny would look to be losing and just before he would, an accident would befall his opponent. He would slip, or his weapon would break, they might even sneeze. Regardless, it always just enough time so that Tiny would win.
Tiny was very popular amongst the Gentry. Lots would come to watch him fight and gobble up their servants for their enjoyment. He fought in many strange places. Sometimes in cages, sometimes in quicksand, sometimes in water, sometimes in air and sometimes even in more unusual places, like the back of giant hippo or on a rocky ledge surrounded by lava or spikes or other dangerous things. Sometimes they would have weapons, sometimes not. Sometimes he had to throw things to win, like if his opponent could fly. One time he even had to fight with his fists turned into pillows.
Tiny was a very successful gladiator, and was his master’s prized servant. He was, however, still just a slave. When not fighting, he was on guard duty or repair shop duty or at work in a mine of dreams. One day, as the witch just finished scalding Tiny for breaking a special vase made from the nightmares of small children, a small sneaky servant revealed a secret giant club to Tiny. Tiny was mad, and he picked up the club and he bashed the witch so hard and so fast that when he stopped to catch his breath there was just black goo and silver dust left splattered across the room.
Tiny ran. He ran far, far away. Eventually he saw the brown house with the white trimmings and it helped him remember. He kept running, and he knew he was being followed. He ran and he ran and he ran until he was deep in the bushes. The bushes were dark and prickly and they hurt Tiny’s feet as he walked through them. As the bushes thinned Tiny could hear footsteps approaching, he grabbed a spiky branch as a weapon. He was ready for whatever came his way… (Enter the game)
Motley
Pink Passions. "Oi, you listens good. Da Passins, dems is da best. At evryfing. NO! You are stupid and you shut up. If you hurts da pinks's or you make dem mad or cry or sumfing, den I wills wacks you SOOOOO hard dat you will land in tomorrows! Pink. Best. Evryfing. Shoosh."
Cindi - "Cindi is the funnest one. She always duz funy fings and is always runnin an runnin an shes is real shiny and super purdy. Sumtimes but, she meets boys, and girls, an den she just disappears! I fink dat maybe she eatses dem. Bad Cindi."
Imoyn - "Imoyn is kind of likes da mottly boss. She always knows da smart fings to do. She talks good and everyone lissens to her all da times, even people not in the motleys. She isnt as gigaly as Nova, or a funy as Cindi, but she smiles lots and it's good. Immo is nice to looks at, and super clever. I reckons dat evryone should do wat Immo sez."
Nova - "Nova is a budderfly type of Pink. Shes is always gigglin and playin wif Cindi. She used to giggle and plays wifs benwar, but den he went aways and now she's sad sometimes. One time, she foundsded a baby. It looked a bit likes me but lots littler. It eated just as much but an it pooped more than me too. Stupid baby. Babys is stupid, but Nova is cools and super purdy."
Kalevala -
Terry Ific - "Terry is my bestest mate. He always sticks up for us pink pashins and he does good stuff. Dis one night, I was eatins in my sleeps agains, and den I woked up, and I was chewin on Terrys arm. Terry was still asleeps, but he was mades of rocks so he didn't get hurted which was luckys cos I fink Terry would be mad if I eated his arm. I did eated his arm on his jumper tho. Sorry Terry."
Allies
Enemies
The puppies in the prickle bush.
The black-tin man.
The Little Witch.
Character Inspirations
The ogres from the Warcraft series of PC games.
Orks from the Warhammer series of games.
Soundtrack
Pork Chop Sandwich - Dry Kill Logic
Quotes
"First we bashes it! Den we eats it!" - Tiny, talking about pretty much anything.
"I really think we need to teach this Ogre some ettiquete" Nova
"Anyways. I is gonna be pink passin wiv Terry. Cos the springies are nice ta looks at." - Tiny, when asked what motley he will join.
"Oo oo! I wants a jobs a MaDondoolds! In da bergers sekchun!" - Tiny, when asked what type of job he wants.
"You leave Tiny alone. He may not be the smartest amongst us, but his loyalty, you cannot question. Tiny is Tiny and I would not have him any other way" - Terry Ific
"I bought a van so Tiny can ride in it, and I'm going to get it painted pink and have pink fuffy seats and a pink steering wheel and pink fluffy dice! Oh yeah! We found a couch for Tiny to sit on, and we need pink curtains for the windows..." - Cindi on the new car she bought to transport Tiny
"Tiny is a silly name for Tiny cause he's not tiny at all. I'm not sure how he gets into the Groto box, but he does and he's nice. We shared rock candy. He's good to hide behind when I am feeling scared." - Kalevala
A Moment in the Life of Tiny
At a Winter Market
Sarah M - "You may have this dream stone and all it will cost you is a hair from one of your bed sheets."
Tiny - "Sheets? I can get you dat". Tiny wanders away, still carrying a hedge beast in one hand. He comes minus a hedge beast but now with a sword sheath.
Tiny - "Sheets. Here is the sheets". Tiny places the sword sheath before Sarah.
Sarah M - "No Tiny, I need your sheets, where you sleep."
Tiny - "I can't sleep in there, it to small". Points at sword sheath. "But its a sheets, I swappeded puppy for it. This is stoopid, you are stoopid".
After Tiny had used a Contract to appear as Terry Ific and sat down next to Terry Ific.
Vespa- "Why is there two Terry's?"
Tiny- "Why is there only one Vespa?"
At a recent Winter Masque Ball, where everybody appeared as each themselves, except in the clothes the person was wearing.
Bill Corvus - "I am a smart guy."
Terry Ific - Turns to Tiny (who to Terry, looks like Terry) - "You see! This one is the smart me."
Tiny- "Why?"
Terry Ific- "Because he has the smart clothes on."
Tiny- "Thats stoopid. You dont get smarter by having different shoes on."
After coming away from a small space in the Hedge, Tiny wanders back with a large sack.
Tiny - "I has dis. Its fulls of fruitz and other stuffs". Tiny starts rummaging throught the bag. "Dis is a fruitz that gives yoes the glammerzs, dis fruit makes you full of energy and dis one, I got from a dragons"
Terry Ific - "Wow, a dragon. What does it do ? Where does it come from ?"
Tiny - "I donts knows, but it comes from the dragons. It poops it."
Terry Ific - Avoids looking in the bad and starts to warn other freehold members not to take anything from Tinys bag.
At a recent national event.
Tiny - "Terry, if Taipan and DragonPants had a baby, would it be a Trouser Snake ?"
Rumors
- Tiny can and will eat anything, Pizza boxs, McDonalds, Prams + Baby.
- In order to better bash, Tiny often picks up freehold members in one hand and bashes with the other, all because of contract catches.
- Tiny has amassed so much of his "treasures" that even pirates would be envious !
- Tiny greatest desire is not for food, but a piano.
- Tiny is currently building a massive statue of himself out of rock, just to have something to wrestle.
- The Passions would like to...enlighten Tiny, but he's just too big!
- Tiny tends to confuse six shooter pistols with peppers shakers.
