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"Life doesn't stop for every little thing; why should I?" |
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| Name: | Hukiloseth |
| Bond: | Brucker |
| Bonded At: | Valley of the Sky |
| From: | Black, White, and Red, Generation #13B |
| Guardian: | Ceremeth Selamputo and Wisumoth |
| Species: | Quarter whorling, quarter bipedra, half mixed breeds |
| Rank: | Greater (8) |
| Age: | Adult |
| Sex: | Male |
| Height: | 18'3" at the shoulder, 45'0 long |
| Color: | Bronze with white boots and red markings |
| Eyes: | Red |
| Parents: | Rurilusith, father; Toyrt-mow, mother |
| Residence: | Star City Station (for now) |
| Position: | ? |
| Personality: | Unlike most of his siblings, Hukiloseth
isn't destructive, arrogant, angry, mean, or even particularly loud.
Instead, he is respectful of authority-- though not always of those
deemed unworthy of his respect, of which there are a few,
thankfully not many-- eager to please, dedicated, and studious. He is
highly intelligent, in an abstract, bookish sort of way, and is only too
happy to hit the books (or computer) to look up anything that might need
explaining.
His main vice, however, is a big and all-encompassing one: he is completely uninhibited in regards to... well, almost anything. He does not put a fetter on his tongue, being known to speak exactly what is on his mind, whatever it is and whether or not it might offend someone, and keep talking, even when it's obvious he's said too much. He isn't stupid, he's just rather unobservant and even a bit naive. Neither does he put a fetter on anything else he does, whether it be studying, eating, partying, or cleaning. It could be said that he just plain doesn't know when enough is enough, missing the part of his brain that tells him he should stop. |
| Abilities: | Telepathy (near vicinity, estimated half-mile radius), Levitation (can hover for up to an hour at a time), Firebreath (fiery breath weapon without the aid of firestone) |
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