Post by papayadrank on Apr 2, 2011 5:27:16 GMT -5
About you
Nickname/Alias: Papaya, or PAPAYADRANK
Age: 16
Other Characters You Have: N/A at this point in time
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About your Character:
Name: Renard Gaston
Age: 7, but appears to be in his early to mid 20s.
Sex: Technically genderless, but identifies as male.
Origins: He was made in a lab somewhere in the distant countryside by a lonely inventor to be a combination lab partner/maid.
Appearance: Circular red eyes with a thin black cross on them to show the direction he is looking in. Solid metal hair which seems to flick out at the sides, in a very pale blond. On either side of his head he has two antennae, and a singular one on the top of his head with a dangling red light.
He is ball jointed, with two dials and a small screen to check his fuel intake on his chest.
In terms of clothing he is usually seen wearing a wine red dress with several layers of petticoats underneath it. Over this he would usually wear a white apron, both being stained in places with oil.
Also he has stretchy extendo arms. For when he needs to clean those hard to reach places~
Personality: Fairly naive, and polite to a point. Despite his programmed politeness he really has no idea what any of it means, and isn't very good at tact of any sort. He tries his best, really, he just doesn't understand too much about the world.
Strengths (list at least 2-3, you can add more if you’d like): Very strong, enough to lift a fully grown man above his head. He also has laser eyes.
Weaknesses (list 2-3, you can add more if you’d like): He needs to refuel ever day or so, or he basically shuts down and is useless. If any air intake vents or anything are clogged he has a tendency to overheat, and if left will eventually catch on fire. Most animals seem to react poorly to him, and he has a passionate hatred of ducks that usually overrides most other ideas at the time.
History: After he was created, he eventually fell in love with the inventor, even if he never admitted this. Of course, the inventor eventually fell in love with a woman, and got married. Naturally his wife did not approve of this robot being in love with her husband, so she told him to dismantle the robot. Renard reacted in a calm, and logical manner, by killing them both in their sleep.
Of course, he later realized that was a horrible thing to have done, and regretted it to the point he went and forcefully removed the memories of the event. All he can remember is the years before the woman came, and is currently trying to investigate what happened to the inventor, which is why he came to Felorice.
Family: His inventor, deceased.
Additional Info: He doesn't like doors. If he has the chance he will avoid using them at all costs, to the point of climbing inside walls and breaking through them to get around an area he is familiar with.
While he is in the walls, he usually cleans them out, of both dust and filth and insulating materials.
RP Example/Introductory Post (Give us an idea of your writing style and your character in RP):SO A ROBOT WALKS INTO A BAR
Renard walked into the bar, looking around him with an air of slight bewilderment and disgust. The place was filthy, how could anyone enjoy drinking in such a place? Pushing that thought aside, he perched himself delicately on a stool at the bar.
"Hello." He greeted the bartender. "Would you please inform me of current time of year?"
Upon hearing the mans somewhat confused answer he frowned, thinking it over. It was quite later then he remembered, at least two years in fact. Deciding to ponder this later, he stared at the man for a moment before handing him a coin.
"Thank you, sir." He said simply before walking out of the bar.
Nickname/Alias: Papaya, or PAPAYADRANK
Age: 16
Other Characters You Have: N/A at this point in time
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About your Character:
Name: Renard Gaston
Age: 7, but appears to be in his early to mid 20s.
Sex: Technically genderless, but identifies as male.
Origins: He was made in a lab somewhere in the distant countryside by a lonely inventor to be a combination lab partner/maid.
Appearance: Circular red eyes with a thin black cross on them to show the direction he is looking in. Solid metal hair which seems to flick out at the sides, in a very pale blond. On either side of his head he has two antennae, and a singular one on the top of his head with a dangling red light.
He is ball jointed, with two dials and a small screen to check his fuel intake on his chest.
In terms of clothing he is usually seen wearing a wine red dress with several layers of petticoats underneath it. Over this he would usually wear a white apron, both being stained in places with oil.
Also he has stretchy extendo arms. For when he needs to clean those hard to reach places~
Personality: Fairly naive, and polite to a point. Despite his programmed politeness he really has no idea what any of it means, and isn't very good at tact of any sort. He tries his best, really, he just doesn't understand too much about the world.
Strengths (list at least 2-3, you can add more if you’d like): Very strong, enough to lift a fully grown man above his head. He also has laser eyes.
Weaknesses (list 2-3, you can add more if you’d like): He needs to refuel ever day or so, or he basically shuts down and is useless. If any air intake vents or anything are clogged he has a tendency to overheat, and if left will eventually catch on fire. Most animals seem to react poorly to him, and he has a passionate hatred of ducks that usually overrides most other ideas at the time.
History: After he was created, he eventually fell in love with the inventor, even if he never admitted this. Of course, the inventor eventually fell in love with a woman, and got married. Naturally his wife did not approve of this robot being in love with her husband, so she told him to dismantle the robot. Renard reacted in a calm, and logical manner, by killing them both in their sleep.
Of course, he later realized that was a horrible thing to have done, and regretted it to the point he went and forcefully removed the memories of the event. All he can remember is the years before the woman came, and is currently trying to investigate what happened to the inventor, which is why he came to Felorice.
Family: His inventor, deceased.
Additional Info: He doesn't like doors. If he has the chance he will avoid using them at all costs, to the point of climbing inside walls and breaking through them to get around an area he is familiar with.
While he is in the walls, he usually cleans them out, of both dust and filth and insulating materials.
RP Example/Introductory Post (Give us an idea of your writing style and your character in RP):
Renard walked into the bar, looking around him with an air of slight bewilderment and disgust. The place was filthy, how could anyone enjoy drinking in such a place? Pushing that thought aside, he perched himself delicately on a stool at the bar.
"Hello." He greeted the bartender. "Would you please inform me of current time of year?"
Upon hearing the mans somewhat confused answer he frowned, thinking it over. It was quite later then he remembered, at least two years in fact. Deciding to ponder this later, he stared at the man for a moment before handing him a coin.
"Thank you, sir." He said simply before walking out of the bar.
