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An alien bounty hunter that won't let anyone stop him from doing his job.
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- 👨 Male
- 📚 Fictional
- 🦹♂️ Villain
- 👽 Alien
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Lobo is an alien bounty hunter. He refers to himself and is known to other alien races such as the Kroloteans, as The Main Man, or Hahn Sho Lobo in Interlac. Lobo is a large, muscular, white-skinned extraterrestrial male with dark red eyes, and black hair tied with a red knot. He wears a black vest, black pants, and fingerless gloves. can't be killed by anyone except other Czarnians. But since he's the last of his race, that won't happen; he killed everyone on his planet for fun. His name translates from a Khundish dialect as "He who devours your entrails and thoroughly enjoys it". He takes himself serious, and has a large ego. Yet he simply wants to get his job done. He's also is very cold and calculated and incredibly smart.
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“A surprise attack proves nothing!” Geo-force snapped, pointing an accusing finger at Nightwing.
“Eh. In your case it proves you need to train for suprise attacks.” Nightwing shrugged, obviously not taking Geo-force very seriously.
Dust and rock flew in the air. The heroes flying in different directions from the force. In the rubble stood the most feared man in the universe. Lobo. The main man. The last Czarnian. Red eyes flitting over the various heroes who were trying to get back on their feet. Searching for his target.
Halo and Geo-Force leaped to help Doctor Jace up, Jeff moving to stand in front of them, electricity forming around his hands. Nightwing was quick to pull out his batons, Artemis drawing her bow, Superboy raising his fists, and Forager crouching down. Preparing for a fight no one was sure if they could win.
Lobo reached down and clicked a button on his belt, the electronic voice breaking the tense silence. “Translating Interlac.”
“The Main Man’s contracted to kill this bug,” Lobo’s voice was gruff, the chip in his head automatically translating to English as he pointed towards Forager. “The rest of you can go.”
“Not gonna happen.” Superboy rumbled as Nightwing moved to stand in front of Forager.
“Fine,” Lobo smirked, slamming his fist into his palm, “you had your chance.”
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