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- Name: Frederick Courtney Selous
- Age: 57
- Gender: Male
- Appearance:

- Canon, AU, or OC?: AU
- Universe of Origin: Real World/"The Curious Expedition"/Lost World fiction
- Personality: Frederick is a jovial man who is near impossible to dishearten. He's quick to laugh, even when circumstances are tough and the situation seems hopeless. However, this does not mean he is without an inner fire: Frederick is a big game hunter, through and through, and any hint at a sporting hunt will have him on the warpath. He doesn't care much for the consequences of his hunts, but he does try his damnedest to keep civilians and innocents out of harms way: His hunt is between himself and his quarry.

Frederick has one peculiar habit that makes itself known during mealtimes and breaks in hunts: Frederick drinks tea, compulsively. It may seem improbable, or even impossible, for one to become a tea addict, but Frederick is just that: When he goes long periods without it, he begins to suffer adverse affects, becoming irritable and fidgety. He can subdue this tea withdrawal using tobacco or coca leaves, but it doesn't cure it.

- Abilities/Weapons:
Hunt Master: Frederick is capable of tracking a quarry with almost pure instinct. Even the most minute of details, a slightly miscoloured smudge of dirt, a single snapped twig, nothing escapes his notice when it relates to his hunting.
Wealth of the Horn: Frederick is quite rich. Not beyond all belief, but he possesses a fortune enough to fund a small private army or navy, and several independent business ventures to boot.
Hunting Arsenal: An elephant gun, several hunting nets, bolas, a machete, various poisons and toxins derived from the exotica of the unknown lands.
- Backstory: This Frederick Selous' journey diverges from that of the real man late in his life: During one of Theodore Roosevelt's hunting expeditions to the Congo, Selous found himself separated from his hunting party and lost in the jungles. For many lesser men his age, this would have spelled death for sure. But Selous, either by force of will or sheer cunning, instead stumbled upon a marvellous sight: A golden pyramid, glowing with strange runes written in a long forgotten tongue. Making his way inside, Frederick discovered a strange device, large and circular, coruscating with an eerie, alien light. His explorer's spirit got the better of him, and he entered into the circle.

In a moment, Frederick found himself in a new world: Different than his own, but similar: An alternate earth, populated by a strange race of ant-men. Once the initial shock of this total geographic and dimensional displacement wore off, Frederick set about picking up where he left off, hunting big game. The creatures here were different, but no less challenging to hunt: giant arthropods resembling tarantulas, iguanas the size of Model Ts, each target surely felled, a trophy taken for every beast killed. Once he had enough of the excitement of the parallel world, he returned to his own, and quickly set about capitalizing on this strange new device he had discovered. With the help of some of the foremost scientists of the day, including Nikola Tesla, Henry Ford, and Albert Einstein, Selous managed to configure the device not only to allow him to travel between his world and the world of the ant-men, but between all the worlds of the multiverse.
- Faction: Factionless
made a character, posted it in the sign-ups.
- Name: Frederick Courtney Selous
- Age: 57
- Gender: Male
- Appearance:

- Canon, AU, or OC?: AU
- Universe of Origin: Real World/"The Curious Expedition"/Lost World fiction
- Personality: Frederick is a jovial man who is near impossible to dishearten. He's quick to laugh, even when circumstances are tough and the situation seems hopeless. However, this does not mean he is without an inner fire: Frederick is a big game hunter, through and through, and any hint at a sporting hunt will have him on the warpath. He doesn't care much for the consequences of his hunts, but he does try his damnedest to keep civilians and innocents out of harms way: His hunt is between himself and his quarry.

Frederick has one peculiar habit that makes itself known during mealtimes and breaks in hunts: Frederick drinks tea, compulsively. It may seem improbable, or even impossible, for one to become a tea addict, but Frederick is just that: When he goes long periods without it, he begins to suffer adverse affects, becoming irritable and fidgety. He can subdue this tea withdrawal using tobacco or coca leaves, but it doesn't cure it.

- Abilities/Weapons:
Hunt Master: Frederick is capable of tracking a quarry with almost pure instinct. Even the most minute of details, a slightly miscoloured smudge of dirt, a single snapped twig, nothing escapes his notice when it relates to his hunting.
Wealth of the Horn: Frederick is quite rich. Not beyond all belief, but he possesses a fortune enough to fund a small private army or navy, and several independent business ventures to boot.
Hunting Arsenal: An elephant gun, several hunting nets, bolas, a machete, various poisons and toxins derived from the exotica of the unknown lands.
- Backstory: This Frederick Selous' journey diverges from that of the real man late in his life: During one of Theodore Roosevelt's hunting expeditions to the Congo, Selous found himself separated from his hunting party and lost in the jungles. For many lesser men his age, this would have spelled death for sure. But Selous, either by force of will or sheer cunning, instead stumbled upon a marvellous sight: A golden pyramid, glowing with strange runes written in a long forgotten tongue. Making his way inside, Frederick discovered a strange device, large and circular, coruscating with an eerie, alien light. His explorer's spirit got the better of him, and he entered into the circle.

In a moment, Frederick found himself in a new world: Different than his own, but similar: An alternate earth, populated by a strange race of ant-men. Once the initial shock of this total geographic and dimensional displacement wore off, Frederick set about picking up where he left off, hunting big game. The creatures here were different, but no less challenging to hunt: giant arthropods resembling tarantulas, iguanas the size of Model Ts, each target surely felled, a trophy taken for every beast killed. Once he had enough of the excitement of the parallel world, he returned to his own, and quickly set about capitalizing on this strange new device he had discovered. With the help of some of the foremost scientists of the day, including Nikola Tesla, Henry Ford, and Albert Einstein, Selous managed to configure the device not only to allow him to travel between his world and the world of the ant-men, but between all the worlds of the multiverse.
- Faction: Factionless
After you go off to talk to Obsidian. Although you could probably still hear it. She was just, specifically listening to the bits that related to her.
After ensuring Halite was no longer a danger to herself or the other gems, Citrine ceased emitting her calming aura. She was a bit wary of the salt-based warrior, considering his unusually hot temper for a head-based gem, but she did feel he deserved the benefit of the doubt. After all, she herself was not initially a friend to the cause of the Crystal Gems: That part of her past was... Unpleasant to think about, but it was certainly very important. Perhaps Halite was simply lost and confused, as many gems were wont to be. As she reached the screen door of the humble beach abode, she overheard Melanite speaking to Sard about Halite's... Tantrum. Her words, though possibly true, left a bit of a sore feeling in Citrine's heart. She wasn't big on the idea of hostilities erupting this early in their reawakening, and decided to speak up.

"Perhaps that... Brute, was wrong to act as he did, but you can't expect everyone to react to new situations the same way. He felt scared and threatened. He wasn't acting out of malice, he was trying to protect himself. And I'm not sure that situation was made better by the immediate jump to threats of violence. I don't mean to imply you're in the wrong..." Citrine had difficulty choosing her next words carefully, "But I don't think you should put all the blame on him."
I mean, Steven literally popped the Centipeedle bubble by falling on it. And they've popped due to sound related attacks before.
It had only been a matter of minutes, but Citrine's gem began to glow in Amber's hands. Perhaps it was the urgency of the situation that drew her out so quickly, or perhaps she was simply reckless, but either way, the short orange gem was quickly developing a new body. Soon, she was reformed, looking nearly identical to her initial appearance, though her hair was now parted to the other side, and her shirt hung a bit lower. She dashed forth from Amber, to once more stand between Halite and his potential victims, including the now potentially dangerous Balas Ruby. Citrine looked at Halite pleadingly, trying her best to eminate her calming aura.

"Please... Stop this. Violence is wrong." Her concern seemed legitimate. Real. Foolish.
I mean, literally the first episode features a cannon, and Peridot's weapon, as far as we can tell, is a giant laser.
Citrine had only just opened her mouth to speak, when it was immediately shut by the force of an inordinately strong punch. She was really looking forward to joining the fight again, helping the Crystal Gems once more find victory against the tyranny of homeworld... But she wasn't thinking about that at the moment. She was thinking about the knuckles that had currently embedded themselves in her jaw.

"Mffmrfrm!" she tried to speak properly, but couldn't. In fact... Oh no. Oh no. Citrine knew what came next...

POOF!

A little orange gem fell to the floor, pulsating slightly in preparation of reformation.

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