Brer Fox
Aug 10, 2009 3:56:36 GMT -5
Post by foxiliscious on Aug 10, 2009 3:56:36 GMT -5
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charrie basics.[/ul][/font][/i]
age: It wasn't stated but I'd guess probably in his late teens/early twenties.
species: Fox, of course. ;P
birthplace: The Deep South (think Georgia, Louisiana, or Alabama.)
movie: Song of the South (He's also featured in the Splash Mountain ride at Disney World.)
title: Ax Wieldin' Gangsta!
why: why'd you pick this character? (minimum 3 sentences)[/ul][/ul][/size] I picked Foxy because he is undoubtedly my favorite villain that ever emerged from the Disney movies. He's got a comical side that can make you writhe with laughter but when pushed over the edge, like many of the other baddies, he's also got a truly despicable side that actually manages to freak you out and fascinate you at the same time. All in all, he's a severely underrated character that somehow can balance being demonic and adorable at the same time.
charrie appearance (about 5 sentences)[/ul][/font][/i]
facial description: Brer Fox is fairly substantial as far as resembling his species. He has the same elongated muzzle, whiskers, and wet black nose most canines are associated with. He also has a vast mouth with glittering, tapered fangs that signal a submissive critter's doom as soon as you look at them. He also has vast, liquid black eyes encompassed by dark circles that are somewhat reminiscent of a deer. They're a deep contrast for a predator of his kind and express so much without him prattling on and on. They are by far his most attractive feature and could almost send one into dazed stupor when gazed into for too long.
mood expressions: Foxy has quite undeniably the widest range of expressions out of anybody from Song of the South. His wide mouth is practically made of rubber and can stretch into the most lethal of glares to the sweetest of smiles. He tends to scrunch up his nose a little when he's bewildered or simply irritated. He's also prone to widening his eyes to appear innocent when he's pulling a fast one or narrowing them into ravenous slits when somebody's gotten on his last nerve. Sometimes his scarlet lids will gradually lower, giving him a tender and docile countenance as he's placed into a dreamy or lovestruck stupor.
clothing style: It's a rare occasion to see him totally in the flesh so he is regularly clad in a tattered yellow shirt, a green vest, loose breeches that don't disguise his lower...erm, curves very well. He also dons a raggedy hat that was commonly seen on post Civil War slaves and African American men. Uncle Remus actually has one similar to it throughout most of SOTS but Foxy still thinks his is better. XP As far as shoes, sandals, etc. go, he doesn't wear them, proven by his extremely large feet. All in all, it's a very old fashioned, peasant-like style that still remains casual.
body build: Foxy has a mostly slender frame, his arms and legs in particular are the skinniest parts of his body. His chest is average sized and he's sort of lacking as far as muscles go. His shoulders and knees are a trifle knobby looking. His thighs and hips are definitely more wide and curved in a rather feminine way that might be a little embarrassing to him. His backside is well...immense and shapely to say the least and unfortunately the fattest feature on him. XD
original charrie analysis. (everything must be in your own words! please be thorough, about 5 sentences)[/font][/i][/ul]
personality: Brer Fox is a vicious and cunning creature who uses his fast and persuasive jive to trick others into getting what he wants. He usually throws a horrendous fit if his plans don't work out the way he devised them. He is selfish and vain and really only cares about himself and his hunger for smaller mammals.
Brer Fox is usually found hunting for weak, little critters and screaming at his bumbling sidekick for foiling his plans. He is competitive, a self declared genius and often uses horrible grammar. He has a tendency to make catty remarks about people who he claims to be too innocent and stupid when in fact, they've proven that they're smarter than him. Stealing and lying are two of his favorite activities as well.
Brer Fox is often the first one to come up with a wicked idea and if others, mostly Brer Bear, don't go along with it, he usually threatens them into joining him anyway. He is exceedingly impatient, pessimistic, sarcastic, boisterous, and finds taunting and chasing other people an enjoyable sport. Make no mistake, he does not follow the social norm, though and usually plays by his own twisted rules when it comes to seizing his enemies. The fox also has uncouth weaknesses for a slice of raw meat and a pretty girl, animal or not.
history: There is a lot of information about Brer Fox in the old Uncle Remus folktales but not a lot inside the Disney universe so Brer--ahem, bear with me. =3 He is one of the two primary antagonists from the animated sequences in Song of the South. His partner in crime is Brer Bear who isn't nearly as cunning as him. Together, they both are continuously scheming for ways to trap their enemy Brer Rabbit and eat him.
In the first story, Brer Rabbit had decided to run away from his home in the briar patch. While he bid goodbye to Uncle Remus and hopped down the road, he abruptly landed in Brer Fox's first trap; a hanging rope that completely bound him up like a mummy. As he's danging around in the trap, he signaled a bell that Brer Fox can hear all the way from his den and before he knew it, the carnivore began to race down from his hill to capture him. Luckily, Brer Rabbit managed to get out of the ropes by means of tricking Brer Bear--he told him that he was posing as a scarecrow and earning a dollar a minute. Once Brer Fox made it to the trap, he was greeted by the idiotic mammal who told of him of the rearrangement which in turn ticked the fox off to no end. While Brer Rabbit escaped, the two of them got into a mother of a scuff, including the fox getting decked in the head quite a few times.
In the second story, unarguably the most famous one, Brer Fox and Brer Bear constructed a Tar Baby--not the derogatory term but an actual decoy dressed in clothes made of tar and turpentine--that would lure in Brer Rabbit. When Brer Rabbit arrived on the scene, he addressed the decoy amiably, but received no response. Brer Rabbit became offended by what he perceived as the Tar Baby's lack of manners, punched it, and in doing so, became stuck. Now that Brer Rabbit was trapped, Brer Fox pondered how to dispose of him. The helpless, but quick thinking, Brer Rabbit pleaded, "Please don't throw me in the briar patch!" prompting the fox to do exactly that. As rabbits usually nest in thickets, the rabbit escaped a second time leaving the fox completely baffled and devastated.
In the third and last tale called The Laughing Place, Brer Fox's harshest villainy was prominent as he had finally captured Brer Rabbit and was about to roast him for dinner. Throughout the beginning, he snarled and taunted his cute little rival but now, he was at last going to tear the critter apart and kill him. That is, until Brer Rabbit began to laugh heartily at the fire flames tickling his chest while the fox held him like a skewer. Fascinated, Brer Bear inquired the smaller mammal of his hysterics and Brer Rabbit explained that he was just at his laughing place. Much to Brer Fox's dismay, Brer Bear untied the rabbit and asked him to show him what a laughing place really was. So Brer Rabbit led the ravenous duo into the forest and Brer Bear, as naive as he was, walked into a bee's nest when the hare told him to go into a tunnel, claiming it was a legitimate laughing place. Brer Fox was unable to control himself and lapsed into a fit of giggles at Brer Bear's expense before he drove his bumbling sidekick over the edge with rage and ended up with the hive shoved onto his head.
The duo clamored off into the woods to escape the swarm of hornets and it's presumed that they live in the end, despite being stung numerous times. In the end of the tale on Splash Mountain, Brer Fox is shown trying to climb up Brer Bear while an alligator's mouth is latched onto his tail. XP
ambitions: Brer Fox, like many other villains, just longs to have the respect and recognition, if not worship, he's entitled to. That proves to be very difficult in a habitat where everybody always is friendly, is a "goody two-shoes," is helpful to one another, and minds their own business. He is convinced that he should make a name for himself and do so by frightening and tricking the other critters. Of course, it's in his blood to be a hunter so he's always on the prowl for Brer Rabbit. But before he can finally eat him, he wants to make sure the rabbit knows who the smartest is once he's caught.
strengths && abilities:
~his determination
~his cleverness
~his rebellion
~can deceive others easily
~his fast talking
~his ability to look like he's angelic when he's a devil underneath
~the seldom occurrence when he smiles--not smirks <3
flaws:
~his greed
~is a terrible sport
~his narcissism
~his stubbornness
~can never admit his faults
~his horrendous attitude
~disrespectful
~his extremely large ego
~his vile temper
likes:
~misbehaving
~running amock
~tricks
~lying
~meat
~bossing everybody around
~pretty girls
dislikes:
~obeying
~playing fair
~bunnies
~shutting up
~losing
~hornets
~people whose brilliance exceeds his own
fears:
~human hunters
~guns
~the police
~becoming a loser for life
~never catching Brer Rabbit
~HA! Nothing!
~People finding out he actually has fears
~clowns
~the vet
what makes this character unique:
Everything, overall. He has a colorful and lively design that draws you in almost immediately. But more than that, his three dimensional personality is just intriguing, if kind of beguiling. He can ultimately turn around from a cute, little cartoony fox who's just hungry for some rabbit stew to a rabies spewing hell hound that will swing axes, open gallows, wield chainsaws, skin, claw, roast, bite and rip everything in sight to get what he wants. It's a wonder how one moment he'll ooze an intense nastiness and the next you're giggling at him. Despite the vicious exterior, there is also a lovable side buried deep below.
RP SAMPLE: ----Brer Fox trudged down the aged boulevard, whistling nonchalantly and giving each person he passed a cheerful greeting followed by glittering smile. That is, before their attention was drawn away and he started fumbling through their bags and pockets as fast as he could. Another day had came and went and he hadn't had tremendous luck finding food. There were no rabbits or little critters in site that he was able to catch and his stomach growled miserably. Lately, the gangly canine had resorted to living off of half eaten scraps from the garbage and swiping cash from unsuspecting town folk to buy raw meat; he was more than convinced that nobody could catch him. He was far too clever for the eyes of the authority.
"How d'ya do, sir?" Brer Fox piped up in a sugarcoated tone to an elderly man ambling past. Once the man was a few steps ahead, his sweet disposition diminished and his tame smile merged into a wicked grin. He dug his hairy paw into the man's back pocket and to his delight, pulled out a small sum of coins. The fox quickly shoved them into his vest and then went on his way, studying his reflection in a nearby shop's window. "I is just too smart for deese people. Ain't no way of dodgin' meh..." he snickered quietly to himself.
He strode inside a small but quaint little building, most likely one of the less bleaker taverns, suddenly feeling rather awkward and more out of place than usual. Nearly everybody in there was canoodling with a mate and he swallowed uncomfortably, trying to seem inconspicuous while he decided to sit a table in the back. Usually all the fox seemed to care about was his own self satisfaction and tending to his trivial needs and his alone, but as he observed many couples exchange affectionate glances and conversations with one another, he couldn't help but somehow feel...left out.
Was the mongrel humiliated? He did sort of think he must have looked silly being in here alone when quite evidently, everybody seemed to possess a main squeeze in the wretched place and he did not. It was almost like walking into the public area in no clothes...except the wicked creature was the only one by himself and he felt stripped of a mate. His black pupils narrowed enviously as they finished their swift journey around the room.
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