Pak. Soft body, Unbreakable Shell

Made this guy not long after Lustre, but he's also a part of the whole Bug Buzz community- which is still going. However, this guy is quite far and away a polar opposite of Lustre. If anyone is an antagonist, or in some way an obstacle to other characters in the roleplay community... it's this guy.

Pak is a snail- and therefore a hermaphrodite, but he goes by male pronouns for simplicity. Born into unfortunate circumstances, and still living through them, Pak is effectively the result of life dealing to him every poor hand it could.

A permanent citizen of the corrupt cesspool of crime that calls itself a city, Vermeildam, this snail has had it hard from his beginning. Pak was child of an abusive relationship, and generally unwanted to begin with. He quickly learned to favor violence and dominance in order to get his way in the world, and from a young age, even after he was shipped off to other homes as a foster, he would beat down his fellow children and throw his weight around on them to make sure he stayed on top. Anyone who tried to push him around was met with fierce aggression. He may have been a soft-bodied snail, but considering a vast 70% of his body was muscle, he was in no way a weakling. Small, but a violent thrasher, Pak was quick to make a name for himself in many things- such as a reputation among gangs, or a record with the Vermeildam law enforcement.

As he grew up, Pak fell pretty quick into the scheme of crime, though his was far more petty than organized. Mugging, armed assault, battery, illegal substance abuse- he was a disaster who ended up in jail barely after he turned 19. Even in jail, however, he never got any better. The rough prison life only made him fall back to his roots of dominance and violence harder than before.

He was eventually released quite a good decade later, but he was no better than he was when he entered. Only now, however, he had nowhere to go and nothing to do. The only thing that kept him from falling back into crime was getting a job at a lonely food stand, "Escar-To-Go", with a fellow snail named Pen. Pen was an older, wiser snail who understood the hardships Pak had been facing from a young age, and understood why Pak had made the actions he did and why he was that the way that he was. He treated him less as an employee and more as a friend, or a father, giving him tips and help every day Pak came in to work. And reliably, Pak would show up to be in his presence more. The two were made for each other, as though Pak had found a proper parental figure to turn his life around.

Then, one day, Pak came to work, and Pen wasn't there. Pen didn't come back to work for days. Then a week. And then Pak received news that the old snail had been stabbed to death over a small debt to a gang who repeatedly pestered the food stand's area.

Pak was quick to exact vigilante justice on the bastards that killed Pen the next time they showed their faces around the stand, which Pak had begrudgingly continued to run on his own. A lead pipe buried itself in each of their faces by the end of the day. Pak didn't feel any better about it, but he absolutely wasn't going to regret it.

To this day, Pak still runs the food stand, however halfheartedly. He is not enthusiastic about it, and it's doubtful he ever will be again. With Pen gone, the snail's fallen back into a state of depression, living every day that went by as just one day closer to death. But Pak, being the ever-hardheaded piece of shit that he is, absolutely isn't looking for pity, assistance, or companionship. Nowadays, his only belief is dominance, and he will make it clear by whatever means necessary. The snail has been scarred so much, he doesn't feel hurt by anything anymore. He's been trodden on so much, he'll sooner break someone's leg than let them so much as take a step in his direction.

He might be soft-bodied, but the knuckleheaded bastard Pak will happily bash your head in if you dare to push him around.