Editing Campaign:CityofRoses/BobTheBlob (section)

== Description and Background ==
Robert Czarneszki was saddled with a goofy name and weight problem that made his life miserable from pretty much day one. He's had the nickname "Bob the Blob" for as long as he can remember, and thanks to nigh-constant ostracizing in school, what could have been an intelligent child grew up withdrawn and sullen. His attentions were diverted into a sedentary lifestyle that only added to his problems. By the time he was over 30, he was well over 300 pounds and living by himself in a meager basement apartment, making money through telecommuting. Even then, he was still subject to the same kind of treatment. Local kids (and even adults) somehow coined up the same nickname that had been plaguing him and whispered amongst themselves that he never left the apartment - that he was too fat to.

Of course this wasn't the case, but he preferred not to deal with people and generally only left at odd hours. This brought him to the attention of a predatory Nosferatu who drained him in a fit of hunger in a dark alleyway and then turned him in a moment of "compassion." She was around only long enough to educate him, before she vanished completely.

Though horrified at his condition at first, it did not take Bob long to slip away from his former human side. Murdering cats for sustenance, not to mention the homeless man he left with his throat torn out in an alley, will do that to you. The Nosferatu curse simply added to his already grotesque weight and turned him into the outcast monster he always secretly felt he was. But instead of lamenting it, Bob has begun to revel in it. His condition has granted him an astounding amount of strength and speed despite his girth and he's begun to explore other powers on top of that.

Bob the Blob - and yes, he does answer to that - is an incredibly obese man of approximately 32 years. He's ballooned closer to 500 pounds, but can move far faster than he should be able to when prompted. His skin is a sallow fishbelly white and his lanky hair is thin and greasy where it's not missing entirely. His large, dark eyes are sunken into the fat of his face. Worse still is his mouth - a gaping maw filled with curved, needle-teeth, like you might find on some horrible deep-sea fish. On the occasions he does go out, mostly to hunt, he tends to wear a hoodie and a scarf wrapped about his face, which he can pull down when it's time to feed.