Quoi qu'il soit entré en collision, il est entré en collision. Kristof a dû écraser ce fait. L'odeur vile et le goût acride s'attardaient pendant quelques instants. Il ne pouvait toujours pas voir la créature éparpillée à travers la salle de buffet, mais il pouvait le sentir comme il s'était repoussé. Une texture étrange, qui n'avait pas de sens logique dans l'esprit de l'homme fort.
"Je vais bien." Kristof parlait un peu mal dans un dialecte pauvre. Assis sur la bête tuée, l'homme étranger s'est propagé à travers le sol de l'assemblée. Un garçon d'âge universitaire, qui semble juste être arrivé des cours. A côté de lui une fille beaucoup plus jeune qui semblait un peu gâchée, ses cheveux oranges paraissaient plutôt frappants à travers la vision floue de Kristof. Un docteur, celui qui l'a sauvé a regardé loin dès que leurs regards se sont rencontrés, n'est-ce pas? Un policier lourdement construit, l'un des derniers. Et une jeune femme qui est apparue tout aussi gantante, sinon plus que la petite fille, son nom était Jenica, le voleur.
Enfin placer ses yeux à la paire d'enfants près de lui. Kristof a répondu aux questions du jeune homme: "Vous voyez? Que je ne pouvais pas, cependant, sentir l'odeur putride, goûter l'air étouffé, et par l'aide du médecin effrayé derrière moi, entendre la bête." L'étranger parlait dans son japonais cassé habituel. "Et je ne pourrais pas être mieux." Il a rapidement ajouté avec un soupçon de sarcasme, ne voulant pas aller en détail sur son pinceau avec la mort. En regardant directement le garçon de l'université, il a dit une fois de plus : "Ceux-là sont mauvais pour vous, abandonnez pendant que vous pouvez le jeune." Kristof a laissé un sourire chaleureux et attachant.
Username: Unraveller | Character Name: Kristof Brandt | Character Age: 37 Years Old | Character Gender: Male
Appearance: Kristof is quite a muscular man of German descent, he stands at a sizable 6'1" and appears as a quite imposing man due to such however, the large man's face always has a kind gesture a heart smile and a warm and welcoming demeanor, a dark brown beard that is kept rather short is the only bit of hair to be found upon his head. It is easy to tell that the man had never worked an easy day in his life, for his body seems sculpted magnificently.
Fourth Dimensional Powers: Smell and Taste. Perhaps useless separate, however, when combined one can enjoy grandiose meals such as Fourth Dimensional Toe Cheese
Bio: Kristof Brandt, a man of raw physical might and staunch personality. For as long as he could remember Kristof has been a laborer, working one menial job to the next essentially picking things up and putting them somewhere else. In time he became quite good at such physical labor. For years Kristof lived like a dog under a strict regime from his perfectionist family who constantly doubted the man for his lifestyle. Sure, he was unlike them and all of their college degrees, but he had found a different kind of perfection, not of mind, but of body, of soul.
Eventually Kristof came to meet a woman, one who enthralled him so as to spirit him away from the droll life once lived. The woman, a ringleader for a famous circus that traveled the world far and wide, offered Kristof the position of a strongman. Without a single ounce of doubt, he accepted, and was welcomed with open arms. After years of some of the most rewarding work and travel that Kristof had ever had the pleasure of committing to the pair married, a ringleader and a strongman. Unfortunately what seemed like a most beautiful future quickly became horrid. As shortly after Kristof's wife fell gravely ill never to recover.
A lingering depression came over the man, he felt broken, hollow, empty. A final show was booked for Tokyo Japan, Kristof had known of numerous new technologies sprouting up, in fact, during the circus's last visit to Japan his wife somehow convinced him to go through with a procedure. Gaining the ability of smell and taste allowed him to enjoy countless meals as if even dog food were a fine cuisine, of course, those were more peaceful times. Quickly brushing up on his linguistical skills the strongman headed out with the circus for a final act in memorial to his wife. Kristof eventually came to realize that his wife would not want him to endlessly mourn her death, but rather celebrate her life, a resurgence of emotion and memories came to him as he preformed his final act in front of a grand audience.
Kristof is a man among men, who often lets his demeanor and muscular fortitude do the talking for him, he has the capabilities for fine arts and strives to help everyone around him reach a certain perfection in at least one trait. A softhearted and kind soul he does not hesitate to place himself in danger's way if it means the protection of someone close to him.