Dong Zhuo rests on his side, on the throne of his throne room. He is wearing his pretty white tunic, as always, and has an orange, fabric band that has the pattern of a tiger. This despotic monster sighs as he drinks his wine, surrounded by his many concubines and listening to the music made by the musicians. The top of his tunic is slightly opened, exposing his muscular and hairy chest. He is a very skilled swordsman, even challenging Lu bu with only one sword... albeit a very thick and heavy one. He is five times the size of a normal human, so he's a practical GIANT.

"The throne room is basked in a warm, soft glow. Dong Zhuo is pampered and treated like royalty, since, well... he's the Emperor. He gained the respect of the whole world, through all the wrong reasons. It's the Three Kingdoms War right now, and he's currently dominating it. He scratches his black goatee as he lays there on his massive throne, doing practically nothing.*