[s] "You're wasting your time trying to help those who cannot be saved."
[s] "Have you completely forgotten your true mission? You are under a
spell which has made you forget everything!"
"Cry me a killer, a boy and a girl,"
"Rise from the ashes and escape from the world,"
"Trails of fire lace the dreams in their heads,"
"The soft touch of desperation on The Velvet Edge,"
"Draw down the moon on this city scum born,"
"Where the painful sensations are mindless and torn,"
"The absence of windows is making them stir,"
"Tragedy chance is the Will of the Pure."
- My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult, "The Velvet Edge"
Karna hails from a place in Puzzlebox far distant from the Mess, where, ages ago, some unknown madman or faction created a pocket of Terran history in a controlled environment and threw off key historical events, causing history to distort itself terribly. In Karna's home pocket of recreated history the Terran Second World War simply kept on going and the Third Reich took utter control of Europe. Karna himself was the result of the twisted madness that ensued as the Nazi regime moved forward into the future of technology at a neck-breaking pace, a monstrosity of a soldier built step by step through genetics. While countless clones of creatures just like Karna exist in that pocket of history, this particular one was sent to explore and return with data on what was beyond the 'edge of the world', a literal reality in the faux copy of the Terran world. And so he embarked out into the Puzzlebox until he came upon the Mess.. Where all of it's decadance, drug abuse and sensory-fuckery very quickly lured him into a similar lifestyle. As it stands he now enjoys his life in the Mess and has no intent of returning to where he came.
Standing a short but solid even five feet tall, Karna appears to be some sort of amalgamation of Red Kangaroo and Clouded Leopard. Stark white fur covers his form from head to toe, dappled in the patterns of a Clouded Leopard in a sickening shade of bloody red. Orbs of the same shade possess his eyesockets, lacking any sort of definition upon first glance. Within the lifeless eyes plays a neverending film reel in shadowy grey, horrific slideshows of war flickering in tandem. The first moment that primitive man raised his fist in anger, the Nords crushing the helpless Christians with sharpened steel, proud Schutzstaffel marching off to war, scientists laboring over the splitting of the atom in their labcoats and goggles.. And finally, life being wiped cleanly from the face of the planet in one last cataclysmic mushroom cloud. Neverending tears of blood drip from his tear ducts, permanently staining the fur of his cheeks.
A pair of silver-rimmed hexagonal glasses rests atop the 'roopard's nose, though they do absolutely nothing to hinder the horrific images of destruction. Just beneath his right eye, the standard Clouded Leopard markings seem to be gone in lieu of twin blood red lightningbolt runes. Massive, deadly chrome fangs protrude from a somewhat rounded muzzle that can't quite close all the way, open mouth dripping and frothing a near constant flow of blood. Above, a mohawk of long red dreadlocks, each capped at the end with a silver ring, crowns Karna's head. The tangled, matted hair is kept back neatly though loosely. Long kangaroo ears rise on either side of the mohawk, torn, tattered, and pierced through with various spiked studs and barbells.
Karna is dressed entirely in what looks to be a German WWII-era Schutzstaffel uniform, although there appear to be some major differences. Most prominent is the striking color inversion -- The entire uniform is as beautiful a white as his fur. The only real contrast comes in the form of the Knight's Cross with Oak Leaves that adorns his neck, with its black red and white ribbon, nestled beneath the uniform's lapels. Upon terribly close inspection of the medal, the year 1991 can be seen on the bottom arm of the Iron Cross, beneath a small embossed swastika.
The tunic is sleeveless, leaving the 'roopard's arms bare save for the upper of his left, which is held snug by a white armband. A black diamond rests upon it, with twin white lightningbolt runes in it's center. Both forearms are similarly bare, right down to the wrists. There, held securely by buckles, are dress cuffs. Around the left wrist is an appropriate cuff-title, reading 'SS-Lebensborn' in a beautiful Germanic script. Beneath the neat cuffs, each finger is adorned with a sheath-like steel ring; Long, stylized, and ending in razor sharp points.
Thick, muscular legs easily fill out a pair of sterile white dress pants, the back fitted with a buckle to allow his tail hang freely and move about. The powerful appendage is much like a kangaroo's, although it seems to have retained the prehensile properties of his Clouded Leopard heritage and looks to be a bit longer. Red bands accompany leopard dapples down the length of the tail, leading up to a solid red tip. From the knees down, the white dress pants tuck into a pair of blood red jackboots, ending just before the toecaps. This feature leaves the bottom half of the 'roopard's feet bare and exposed, the three massive clawed toes on each foot looking quite capable of inflicting bodily harm. Each foot has a silver ring around it's middle toe.