Post by ♦Jinxu♦ on May 30, 2011 0:07:09 GMT -8
Number/Name: Henka
Gender: Male
Years since Creation: Around 4 years
Date of Creation: June 14th
Alignment: Rogue
Height: 8 inches
Fabric: Some very outrageously colored silk
Metal: Aluminum
Anomalies: He has a pair of horns and some spikes down the back of his head, as well as a pair of quite useless wings
Accessories: None so far
Abilities: He really doesn't have any, though he might consider the fact he can go up to anyone and talk to them an ability
Weapon(s): Henka doesn't have a weapon, nor has he ever bothered to find one or learned to fight. Probably not a good idea in the hostile world he lives in. It's a wonder he wasn't torn into bits ages ago
Appearance:
Personality: First thing you need to know about Henka is he is not one to use an inside voice, in fact he might not even know the term. He can be very loud, his voice volume shifting from normal volume to outright yelling within the same sentence. He doesn't really seem to need a reason to do this, but if he's sad or bothered his voice might stay uncharacteristically quiet. However one nifty thing Henka's learned to do over the years is keep his spirits up, something he thinks is very important in this bleak new world he woke up to.
Henka is very kind to others and doesn't seem to have a spiteful or hateful piece of metal in his frame, seeming as if he's taken the golden rule of 'treating others as you want to be treated' to heart. If he comes across someone who's sad he will definitely try to cheer them up, or help them if they have a problem. Despite his inability to fight he will not hesitate to run right into a fight to save whoever's being attacked, seeming just fine with the idea of his fabric being ripped and his oil being spilled if it saves someone else. Henka is happiest when he's helping others, no matter what pain he might need to go through.
Henka is outgoing and will talk to pretty much anyone, provided the person doesn't look dangerous and therefore is not likely to rip his fabric off and remake it into a tea cozy. He's been wrong a couple times though, and it's a wonder he isn't more torn up. He tries to give everyone the benefit of the doubt, and is actually rather forgiving towards even those who have hurt him. He sees no point in holding grudges or hating others, as to him it 'totally defeats the whole being in a good mood thing'.
Other Information: Henka's name means 'mutation', a name he gave himself upon waking up and catching what he looked like in a rain puddle. He does not remember his real name, or really anything from his human life. He also appears to have memory problems in general, suggesting that the wiring in his head isn't quite right.
Gender: Male
Years since Creation: Around 4 years
Date of Creation: June 14th
Alignment: Rogue
Height: 8 inches
Fabric: Some very outrageously colored silk
Metal: Aluminum
Anomalies: He has a pair of horns and some spikes down the back of his head, as well as a pair of quite useless wings
Accessories: None so far
Abilities: He really doesn't have any, though he might consider the fact he can go up to anyone and talk to them an ability
Weapon(s): Henka doesn't have a weapon, nor has he ever bothered to find one or learned to fight. Probably not a good idea in the hostile world he lives in. It's a wonder he wasn't torn into bits ages ago
Appearance:
Personality: First thing you need to know about Henka is he is not one to use an inside voice, in fact he might not even know the term. He can be very loud, his voice volume shifting from normal volume to outright yelling within the same sentence. He doesn't really seem to need a reason to do this, but if he's sad or bothered his voice might stay uncharacteristically quiet. However one nifty thing Henka's learned to do over the years is keep his spirits up, something he thinks is very important in this bleak new world he woke up to.
Henka is very kind to others and doesn't seem to have a spiteful or hateful piece of metal in his frame, seeming as if he's taken the golden rule of 'treating others as you want to be treated' to heart. If he comes across someone who's sad he will definitely try to cheer them up, or help them if they have a problem. Despite his inability to fight he will not hesitate to run right into a fight to save whoever's being attacked, seeming just fine with the idea of his fabric being ripped and his oil being spilled if it saves someone else. Henka is happiest when he's helping others, no matter what pain he might need to go through.
Henka is outgoing and will talk to pretty much anyone, provided the person doesn't look dangerous and therefore is not likely to rip his fabric off and remake it into a tea cozy. He's been wrong a couple times though, and it's a wonder he isn't more torn up. He tries to give everyone the benefit of the doubt, and is actually rather forgiving towards even those who have hurt him. He sees no point in holding grudges or hating others, as to him it 'totally defeats the whole being in a good mood thing'.
Other Information: Henka's name means 'mutation', a name he gave himself upon waking up and catching what he looked like in a rain puddle. He does not remember his real name, or really anything from his human life. He also appears to have memory problems in general, suggesting that the wiring in his head isn't quite right.