Fate is large, no doubt about that.  And imposing.  His pale body is covered with scars, some which look like animal bites.  He walks with his head constantly bowed towards the ground, leaving his hair covering most of his face.  He doesn't speak; apparently, a long-ago mauling left him mute.

Like an obedient dog, Fate follows the tutelage of Reverend Spank, a man who preaches the virtues of his "Father" (though he's never clear on exactly who his "Father" is).  Spank seems like a TV evangelist on Prozac... he wears a white suit and black swatch, carries a black rosary.  He speaks with a boisterous assuredness and even a touch of persuasion, though his high-pitched tone and rate of speech hints at true mental instability.  Reverend Spank speaks for Fate, and even manages the large man in the ring.

While wrestling, Fate generally uses his strength to his advantage, though he's a lot faster than he looks.  He can pull off a good off-the-ropes maneuver or flying clothesline, and his huge size makes the resulting move all the more devastating.   Also, Fate has shown himself to be incredibly durable, taking beatings that would put an average person into a state of deep unconsciousness.