HELLBOYof the B.P.R.D. 
CLASSIFIED INFORMATION"And your name is... oh, dear." -Nuala. »»FULL NAME: Anung Un Rama. But he
is Codename Hellboy, after all. So that’s ‘Hellboy’ for everyone, with a few exceptions being allowed the privilege of ‘Red’ without being on the receiving end of a good kick in the pants.
»»AGE: 63, going from date of discovery.
»»OCCUPATION: Harbinger of the Apocalypse B.P.R.D. Agent
»»FACTION: B.P.R.D.
»»SPECIES : Demon
»»ALIGNMENT: …Good.
»»ABILITIES: Though the full extent of Agent Hellboy’s powers has yet to be revealed, the popular opinion being that he is something of a
slacker, he does have a few ‘special sauce’ skills up his sleeve which set him even further apart from his human compatriots than the red skin, horns, giant stone arm, and prehensile tail do already. Clearly ‘disguise’ is not one of these skills.
Due to his demonic origins, Hellboy has a few skills which set him apart: super-strength, super-healing, increased physical durability, and immunity to fire. Hellboy also does not appear to have aged since reaching his current state of physical maturity. So far as the super-strength goes, Hellboy has been known to lift objects upwards of 400lbs and throw them. These objects can range from whole trees to opponents and anything [and everything] in between. Hellboy has also been known to recover from wounds which would have proved fatal to humans. Though his rate of healing is not instantaneous, it is clearly much faster than a human’s. Hellboy is also immune to fire…which comes in handy when your partner is a pyrokinetic.
The Right Hand of Doom: Hellboy’s right hand. A forearm/hand combo, it is much larger than a human limb and red in color. It seems to be made of some type of stone and is almost completely invulnerable as well as immune to pain. The Right Hand of Doom used to belong to one of the greater spirits which used to watch over the earth. This spirit used that hand to create and bind the dragon Ogrdu Jahad and because of that it was destroyed by the other spirits who preserved only its right hand which is the key to unsealing the dragon. Even independent of Hellboy, the hand would bring about the destruction of Earth as that is its ultimate fate. Because of his oversized right hand, Hellboy is ambidextrous, at best, having to rely on his smaller normal left hand to carry out everyday tasks, preferring to use the Right Hand of Doom to bludgeon his foes.
THE DETAILS"Give it up nasty, we can see you." -Hellboy. »»EYE COLOR: Yellow
»»HAIR COLOR: Black
»»HEIGHT: 6’5”
»»PLAY BY: Ron Perlman
»»APPEARANCE: Hellboy cuts an imposing figure by any standards. At just a touch under six-and-a-half feet, he’s taller than the general population by a long-shot. Couple that with his broad chest and buff physique and you’ve got a big dude you don’t want to mess with. It only gets worse from there, folks.
Hellboy is huge, yes, but what really stands out about him is his red skin. Not the type to leave the house without at least a jacket (his father taught him better than that!) Hellboy is typically shirtless but with a huge tan trench-coat and matching-colored cargo pants with a pair of good quality leather boots and a nice functional belt. Function
is greater than fashion, after all. When you look like Hellboy,
no one is looking at what you’re wearing. Facts of Life. Of course, the trench-coat is liable to get ruined in the midst of a really spectacular fight, but if he wasn’t wearing it some of the time, where would he store all those cigars? Or his zippo?!
Hellboy’s head is an interesting bit of personal anatomy. From his bald crown to his thick black hair with sideburns and goatee, to the horns which he constantly keeps filed down to blunt stubs which protrude from his forehead just inside his temples, to the bright yellow eyes which seem to glitter mischievously in their sockets it is clear that Hellboy isn’t human before you even think about checking over the rest of him or take into account the blisteringly obvious red skin. That is RED, people, not SUNBURNT. Hellboy is not a touristy giant who had a bad mishap on a holiday. That is his reality…and it causes him no end of ‘interesting’ attention.
Continuing down past his broad shoulders and well-defined musculature, the next thing that people tend to notice about Hellboy is his right arm. The Right Hand of Doom. Yes…if it looks like a rock, bashes your face in like a rock, and is ‘hard as a rock’, it’s probably just that: A Rock. The Right Hand of Doom is a mystical arm from a time long past. Not very useful beyond bringing about the Apocalypse or serving as a portable battering ram in a pinch, it’s not very inconspicuous either.
Stick around Hellboy long enough and you’re likely to notice one other interesting feature of his. A prehensile tail with a spade-shaped tip. Beyond the whole ‘let’s be clothed like half-way civilized people’ thing, the trench-coat helps to conceal the tail, sort-of, as well as any weaponry he might have stashed on his belt.
»»PERSONALITY: Hellboy is…complicated. A Demon raised by humans, away from his own kind. He was brought up like a son by the kind Professor who took him in. Hellboy genuinely wants to help the humans—tough goal for a guy who is supposed to bring about the end of the world and looks an awful lot like something someone would draw if asked to do a quick sketch of the Devil. But he takes the general fear and resentment of the populace as he does most things that disagree with him and make him feel uncomfortable but which he can’t just simply smash into tiny bits with his right hand—he ignores it. Or cracks a joke.
Or gets really drunk. Hellboy just can’t deal with conflicting emotions like that so he just pushes them away. It’s not his business to know why the humans reject him…he’s a likeable guy once you get past the gruff exterior and the continuing demon motif.
Sensitivity is not something you would expect to find in someone like Hellboy, but the fact of the matter is that he is, indeed, a rather sensitive soul. He’s strong in his convictions and beliefs and to have them be denied or cast into his face is insulting at best. A romantic at heart, Hellboy truly cares for Liz and all of his adopted family at the B.P.R.D. despite his continued insults and frustration at being told to stay in the dark. The B.P.R.D. is technically public now, but he’s slowly recognizing the practicality of remaining hidden. Despite his steadfast defense of humanity, it’s clear that the humans just aren’t ready for someone…like him. And this knowledge hurts Big Red much more than he’d like to admit. That senseless prejudgement of the masses, how he’s met with hatred and fear for just being what he is and not
who, is hard to swallow. But he has a job to do…and those stupid little sheep on the outside running home to mommy at the sight of him are a part of that, just like the strangely accepting souls who populate the majority of the B.P.R.D. are. Not that everyone in the B.P.R.D. sees a red giant with horns and a tail as
normal, just that they tend to be at least a little bit discreet in their uneasiness around the big guy.
Fun-loving is fitting. There is hardly anything more that Hellboy likes better than hanging out with his friends, maybe kicking back a few beers with a nice Cuban or two. Heck, even a fight is a good time in Hellboy’s book. Family is very important to Hellboy and he wants to keep the people important to him safe and happy…like a pig. Like a little pink pig you keep and you feed it until it gets fat and lazy in the nice mud and just stays there…like a fat happy little pig that won’t try to get up and do its own thing or sass you for keeping it there. If only people were like pigs, then Hellboy wouldn’t have to work so hard.
It’s clear to anyone who spends a couple hours with Hellboy that anger-management was definitely lacking in his education. Easily frustrated by the smallest of things (whether it’s information he doesn’t understand, direct or perceived insult, something malfunctioning, or just life in general), Hellboy has quite the temper. And, unfortunately for anything breakable in the immediate area, the best tension/stress/anger reliever that Hellboy has found is to break stuff. Break stuff and get into fights. Yeah he can be cool when the situation absolutely demands some degree of level-headedness, but as that rarely ever happens, Hellboy is basically a walking talking ticking time-bomb of rage. Well, maybe not
rage, but still. Hellboy’s lack of self-control and rash behavior has been known to get him into trouble time and again.
Smart-mouthed. Hellboy is one for the wise-cracks. Equipped with a very dry sarcastic brand of humour, he’s not afraid to whip it out at a moment’s notice—even brandishing it as a weapon to incite his opponents. Hellboy loves to get a rise out of people, and people who are as quick to explode as he is are especially fun to taunt. But it’s only fun until someone gets hurt, ‘someone’ meaning him or a friend. Then the fun and games usually slips back into ‘serious business’. However, Hellboy’s ‘wit’ can’t be kept down for long!
Hellboy’s a great foil for the peace-loving, non-violent, drama-avoiding, rule-following, stick-in-the-mud Abe. While his ultimate goal is something akin to ‘Peace on Earth’ seeing as how the opposite is ‘Total Apocalyptic Destruction’, a Tuesday without someone’s head being bashed in is like…fries without ketchup~! A travesty. And it’s not like he
asks for all that drama. If Liz wants to yell at him for being a ‘big red monkey’ or whatever else her hormone-ruled body wants to scream at him, that’s hardly his fault, right? But he can’t let it go either…that just would be neither fair nor right. Hellboy puts very little stock in the notions of gentlemanly behavior, though he does seem to agree with Abe on the manner in which women should be treated…most of the time. And as far as the rules go? Rules-schmulz. What’s life without a little fun, after all? He’s not asking to walk around naked in broad-daylight, but he
does want to be seen. Maybe if the humans were exposed to him more often then they’d quit their bitching about how ‘ugly’ he looks.
THE BACKGROUND"I'm not a baby, I'm a tumor." -Tumor. »»FAMILY TREE: Professor Trevor Bruttenholm (adopted father): Bruttenholm discovered Hellboy in England on December 23, 1944. He took the infant demon in and they developed a bond akin to that of Father and Son. Bruttenholm raised Hellboy and the two of them joined the Bureau of Paranormal Research and Defense together. Bruttenholm was killed thanks to the machinations of Grigori Rasputin [[method varies between comic and film]].
Liz (committed relationship): Elizabeth Sherman is a fellow agent at the B.P.R.D. and is a pyrokinetic. [film] The two of them are in a constant on-again/off-again relationship because of their fiery personalities.
»»IDOLS: Professor Bruttenholm: Hellboy will be forever grateful to the man who raised him and raised him well. Without Bruttenholm’s ‘interference’, it’s quite likely that things would be rather different. Hellboy would quite likely not be the smart-mouthed wise-cracking ‘reluctant’ hero that he is, but rather the vengeful force of the apocalypse he is ‘destined’ to be.
Abe: Despite their disagreements, Red has a deep respect for Blue. After rescuing the poor guy from an unorthodox introduction into the happy family that is the B.P.R.D., Abe and Red have bonded over the years. Red is a force of destruction and Abe is a level-headed all-round nice guy. He’s a refreshing individual to have around, interjecting culture into an otherwise uncultured demon and just being a great friend. They get to bask in their isolation together while Red gets really drunk alone because his best friend is a square.
Why he remains sober when everyone else is getting sloshed is beyond Red…it’s not like they have anywhere they need to
go…or like Blue can
drive.
Liz: For sticking around with him which, considering the number of times they’ve broken up and gotten back together, is apparently rather hard to do. Liz is one of the bravest and most determined people Red knows, and he’s fully aware of just how lucky he is to have such a wonderful woman. This information will never be freely given to Liz…pretty much ever. Yep. She’s not gonna know any of the mushy-gushy stuff that goes on in the deep places of Red’s consciousness.
»»HISTORY: [Going with movie canon over comics a bit seeing as how the movies were very Broom heavy]
Summoned to Earth at the end of 1944 by Grigori Rasputin as a part of Project Ragna Rok, Hellboy was discovered by Professor Trevor Bruttenholm, an expert on the occult who was assisting in the war against Hitler. The Professor took the infant demon in and raised him like a son. It became apparent that while Hellboy’s physical body aged at an alarmingly fast rate [until he reached his current state of ‘maturity’ some years previous], his emotional and mental states seemed to age much more slowly, making his outward appearance very misleading. Still, the Professor continued to aid in paranormal research, ultimately joining the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense alongside his son.
As a member of the B.P.R.D., Hellboy has protected and served mankind against a number of paranormal and supernatural disturbances, largely to the ignorance of the general populace. He increased his knowledge of the occult through experience and [some] study. After rescuing Abe Sapien from those knuckleheads in the ‘Research’ division of the Bureau (or was it the ‘Defense’ part?) life has been much more exciting for Hellboy. He found a friend in the amphibious man, despite their differences, and the two work well together though they often get into fights about his morals or methods and Abe’s over-bearing sensitivity and foolish urge to always act like ‘a gentleman’—whatever
that means.
Another person Hellboy works well together would be Liz Sherman, though that’s probably relative. He [frequently] enjoys his time spent with Liz but between the constant bickering and the romance there must be
some connection. Hellboy admires Liz secretly, mind.
After the Professor was murdered, Hellboy temporarily lost some of his bravado and became very focused in his battle against evil. That seems to be his way when something he loves is lost or damaged in some way. He fights back, but not in the way one might expect—with guns blazing, all rash, reckless, and glory-seeking. No, if Hellboy is provoked in that way, he
will win. There will be no monkeying around. The time for grieving over the deceased man has passed for Big Red and he is now able to turn his attentions more toward the next fight, resuming his wise-cracking easy-going ways as the B.P.R.D. enters into this new era of being ‘technically public’.
THE PLAYER"I can't smile without you...." -Abe & Hellboy. »»YOUR NAME: Jarin
»»GENDER: Female
»»AGE: --
»»TITLE: “Yep, I'm gonna need a beer, too!”
»»POST SAMPLE: 
