Post by RohaHat on Jul 6, 2010 14:32:05 GMT -8
EDIT: YEAH I CHANGED HIS NUMBER, WHATCHU GON' DO D< I have something against the number 9...
Number/Name: 187
Number Placement: Wonkily placed on the back of his vest
Years since Creation: 4 years
Date of Creation: 18th July
Alignment: Rogue
Height: A little over 8 inches
Fabric: Silk
Metal: Aluminium
Anomalies: He has three strips of dark purple cotton fabric attached to his head that fall in a floppy hairstyle of sorts, and three smaller curved spikes of fabric that stick up next to his head, which all are rooted beneath a white and purple dome-shaped object on the right side of his head.
Accessories: The yellow bandana around his neck and the purple vest he wears.
Abilities: He’s very fast. He sacrifices the addition of any armour to give him high top speeds and easy manoeuvrability
Weapon(s): None, and if he had to fight, he’d just pick up small projectiles and lob ‘em at the foe.
Appearance: FINALLY! A full body drawing! Alright, picture this: for a base, we’ve got a scrawny, skinny looking stitchpunk made out of white silk, standing at a lanky 8+ inches, and the slit down the centre of his chest is held together with a length of black thread, looped and tied in horizontal stitch-like loops, like a shoelace, tied in a bow hidden under his bandana. His hands, feet and optics are made from the silvery metal aluminium, but this particular doll’s metal embellishments have been dulled over the years to a mere grey, and black string has been wrapped tightly and neatly in coils around the joins of his wrists and ankles. The top lids of his optics are permanently relaxed, and hang to give him a constant sleazy or relaxed expression, although they can be lifted slightly when his optics are widened with surprise or fear. On his head are three vaguely strips of purple fabric, rooted under a small dome shape (like one side of a pair of headphones) which fall in curved triangular shapes and give the illusion of a one-sided floppy hair-do. Also rooted under the dome (painted with a purple rim and white dome curve) are three more strips of fabric, the same shape but much smaller, and the middle one is pointed directly upwards but curves backwards, and the other two follow this pattern on either side of the middle strip. Around the ‘punk’s neck is a yellow bandana, made from fabric he scrounged in a fight; it came from the clothing of a stitchpunk he sent running away in fear, the first (and possibly only, it’s hard to tell when he brags) stitchpunk he had so much as intimidated, and so he keeps the fabric as a reminder of this. He also wears a purple vest, the only other item of clothing he'll probably ever wear, and only because it bears his number, 197, the individual digits are misaligned from each other, each one at a slightly different height and angle. (He also has lots of stitched-up tears in his fabric, I'm sure, but I can't say where yet because I haven't sketched him out much and decided just yet.)
Personality: This guy is sort of like a fourteen year old boy combined with a puppy. He loves to tease, play and prank, as well as hit on any female in sight, and boy does he know his way around words. Because of his poor ability to fight, his only method of offense is to use words to warp his opponents mind with distraction (or infatuation, he thinks) and either convince them to drop their weapon, or grab the opportunity to high-tail it outta there. He’s less happy about fighting females, but hey if they’re trying to hurt him, he can’t just stand by and let them! He mostly allies with the Rogues because he thinks the Saviours take the fun out of everything, and as rough as the Rogues are, he sees the fun in the danger, and figures that while he keeps on their good side, he’s in a good place. He’s rather fond of music, and a music-playing creature could easily lure him into danger. Basically he acts like a kid, and uses this to lull people into a false sense of security, since he's more knowledgable and aware of his surroundings than he lets on. He's got a big heart for a rogue, he just wants to do what he wants and have fun.
Other Information: He’s the kind of guy who would sneak over to the Watchtower and turn the alarm on just to freak people out, then get cornered by a bunch of burly warriors, chuckle nervously, and RUN.
You know who he reminds me of? The Scout from TF2 in Meet The Spy. Maybe a little like the Scout in general though, looking at Meet The Scout, although he doesn't really hurt people unless necessary. XD; But bending his arm and going "oh, that's beautiful" to non-existant muscles? That's 187 alright. Jerk with a heart of gold, possibly.
Also sorry if I change something ahah I know the minute I post this I'll think of something else. Aaaand I hope to have a picture up soon! DX I've done a sketch but nothing more, I'll at least get that scanned now.
Number/Name: 187
Number Placement: Wonkily placed on the back of his vest
Years since Creation: 4 years
Date of Creation: 18th July
Alignment: Rogue
Height: A little over 8 inches
Fabric: Silk
Metal: Aluminium
Anomalies: He has three strips of dark purple cotton fabric attached to his head that fall in a floppy hairstyle of sorts, and three smaller curved spikes of fabric that stick up next to his head, which all are rooted beneath a white and purple dome-shaped object on the right side of his head.
Accessories: The yellow bandana around his neck and the purple vest he wears.
Abilities: He’s very fast. He sacrifices the addition of any armour to give him high top speeds and easy manoeuvrability
Weapon(s): None, and if he had to fight, he’d just pick up small projectiles and lob ‘em at the foe.
Appearance: FINALLY! A full body drawing! Alright, picture this: for a base, we’ve got a scrawny, skinny looking stitchpunk made out of white silk, standing at a lanky 8+ inches, and the slit down the centre of his chest is held together with a length of black thread, looped and tied in horizontal stitch-like loops, like a shoelace, tied in a bow hidden under his bandana. His hands, feet and optics are made from the silvery metal aluminium, but this particular doll’s metal embellishments have been dulled over the years to a mere grey, and black string has been wrapped tightly and neatly in coils around the joins of his wrists and ankles. The top lids of his optics are permanently relaxed, and hang to give him a constant sleazy or relaxed expression, although they can be lifted slightly when his optics are widened with surprise or fear. On his head are three vaguely strips of purple fabric, rooted under a small dome shape (like one side of a pair of headphones) which fall in curved triangular shapes and give the illusion of a one-sided floppy hair-do. Also rooted under the dome (painted with a purple rim and white dome curve) are three more strips of fabric, the same shape but much smaller, and the middle one is pointed directly upwards but curves backwards, and the other two follow this pattern on either side of the middle strip. Around the ‘punk’s neck is a yellow bandana, made from fabric he scrounged in a fight; it came from the clothing of a stitchpunk he sent running away in fear, the first (and possibly only, it’s hard to tell when he brags) stitchpunk he had so much as intimidated, and so he keeps the fabric as a reminder of this. He also wears a purple vest, the only other item of clothing he'll probably ever wear, and only because it bears his number, 197, the individual digits are misaligned from each other, each one at a slightly different height and angle. (He also has lots of stitched-up tears in his fabric, I'm sure, but I can't say where yet because I haven't sketched him out much and decided just yet.)
Personality: This guy is sort of like a fourteen year old boy combined with a puppy. He loves to tease, play and prank, as well as hit on any female in sight, and boy does he know his way around words. Because of his poor ability to fight, his only method of offense is to use words to warp his opponents mind with distraction (or infatuation, he thinks) and either convince them to drop their weapon, or grab the opportunity to high-tail it outta there. He’s less happy about fighting females, but hey if they’re trying to hurt him, he can’t just stand by and let them! He mostly allies with the Rogues because he thinks the Saviours take the fun out of everything, and as rough as the Rogues are, he sees the fun in the danger, and figures that while he keeps on their good side, he’s in a good place. He’s rather fond of music, and a music-playing creature could easily lure him into danger. Basically he acts like a kid, and uses this to lull people into a false sense of security, since he's more knowledgable and aware of his surroundings than he lets on. He's got a big heart for a rogue, he just wants to do what he wants and have fun.
Other Information: He’s the kind of guy who would sneak over to the Watchtower and turn the alarm on just to freak people out, then get cornered by a bunch of burly warriors, chuckle nervously, and RUN.
You know who he reminds me of? The Scout from TF2 in Meet The Spy. Maybe a little like the Scout in general though, looking at Meet The Scout, although he doesn't really hurt people unless necessary. XD; But bending his arm and going "oh, that's beautiful" to non-existant muscles? That's 187 alright. Jerk with a heart of gold, possibly.
Also sorry if I change something ahah I know the minute I post this I'll think of something else. Aaaand I hope to have a picture up soon! DX I've done a sketch but nothing more, I'll at least get that scanned now.