OOC: Mine is going to be a Mudokon. A...
different Mudokon though...
What was a GPS again? And I thought the base was the secret thing we infiltrated earlier. Urk
EDIT: New character bio! Yay.
Name: Fleet (might change if I can actually think of something better...)
Species: Mudokon
Age: 26
Personality: Rather antisocial and bitter at the moment since he's been alone for so long with only his trusty whip as a 'friend'. He's not too bad though, and may get a bit better later on. Also, he generally doesn't hurt things when need be, and is alright with natural and native life. But he's angered at Sligs and Glukkons mainly. Not Slogs so much, though. Generally industrial things, though.
Equipment: Sports a homemade whip in his satchel (well, the sack that Mudokons hvae hanging of their...short things. Short shorts?*shot*) made from wound up cactus fibres mostly (the whip, not the satchel). The whip appears to have some engravings on its handle, but we haven't really seen them yet...(may be revealed depending on storyline)
Distinguishing features/skills: Fleet has powerful muscles, and is very bulky for a Mudokon. He spent much of his life in a hard desert area near South-West-ish Mudos, where he spent a long time training as well as surviving alone (which is what made him rather bitter). These muscles means he is generally stronger and can jump higher and run faster than the average Mudokon. He also has pale yellow skin from being bitter and in the desert so long, and he's sort of stained with the colours now. But his spirirtual powers of posession etc. are pretty much non-existant now, since he hasn't used them or meditated, so he relys on his physical strength instead. He can also swim. He also has a sort of vague cup from the point of his head of old, dusty feathers.
Bio/backstory: At about from 6 years old onwards (I figure Mudokons a adult at 3 years old and maybe mature around then too. Yeah...this is mostly based off animals quick growth times and Mudokons only live 40 years average), he's been living in the desert for a long while 'till about a year ago, then decided to jouney Northwards. He now finds himslef on the outskirts of a certain forest...
IC-Fleet (I'll generally start off as one character, or be playing it from their point of view when I do this): Fleet came to a large forest. Pleased with the change from mostly barren areas or plains, he entered thankfully, and looked around in amazement at the welth of life and greenery. After a while he found a pond, and was astonished. "Holy c*ap, water!" (he didn't have access to easy water so readily in the desert) and took large mouthfuls from his hands thankfully. He also gave his dusty feet a good wash, then rinsed his face in cool water. What a relief from struggling to find enough water to drink! Fleet carried on a while when from around a tree appeared a Scrab. Oh dear. At least, this ws something familier which he was used too. Quickly, he leapt back and brandished his whip and whipped at the Scrab in defiance. The Scrab roared and tried to charge down this unafraid Mudokon. He quickly leapt to the side and caught one of its legs in a whip and pulled it over. While it was getting back up, he ran to a convenient branch, jumped and climbed up the tree out of the Scrabs reach. When the Scrab was up, it found its prey to be gone. In anger, it screeched and walked off. Then a screech came from behind him. Now what? He turned around and saw a small, green worm like creature. He bent down for a closer look.
OOC: Are you going to have a second character Slaveless? presuming Slurp 2 doesn't count. Well, maybe it does then. Damn that then.