Name: Praetyre
Species: Vykker
Age: 79
Description: A somewhat short Vykker with bluer skin, red rings above his first foot, wears Vykker armour.
Personality: A bit of a loner, curious on the ways of technology. Less sadistic then most of his species, more of one to stay in the lab all day and tinker.
Biography: Born into an aristocratic family, Praetyre felt squashed by the aristocratic life and so left to pursue his own interests. He was excellently educated, with private schools and tutors marking his intellect. He read about the re opening of Rupture Farms in the Daily Deception as he was soliciting at a Feeco Station, and the prospect of a job there interested him. He then bought a ticket, and arrived to work. He has since been a sort of 2nd in command to the chief doctor, Dek, and established himself as a competent worker.
Name: Arrack
Species: Slig
Gender: Male
Age: 15 (Chronologically), 5 (Biologically)
Appearance: Vomit inducingly hideous. Scarred, pus ridden, abscessed, diseased, infected, bloody, and indescribably ugly all around, in addition to having no front layer of skin. Think "1000 Melting Face Nazis" level disgusting, and raise that to the power of a Norrisplex. Amazingly, he still retains his basic face structure, and would appear to look like an ordinary Slig in shape through an X-ray. His eyes and mouth are the only intact parts of his face.
Personality: Suffers from a life threatening phobia of the song "Beach of Love", which was playing around the time of his deformation and near death. Also suffers from bipolar disorder, fear of Slogs, fear of abandonment, and paranoia. This results from the feeling that the government is watching him all the time, due to regulation XX-1A-UK-767, or the "Anti-Ugly Sanitation Act", requiring him to wear a 6 cm plasteel mask within 50 metres of anyone except his family(meaning his closest relatives), his taxidermist, and registered medical personnel.
Biography:
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10 years ago, when I worked at Slog Hut 403, there was this Slig, Arrack, who was real into dancing. And by really into it, I mean enough to scare the Valet. He spent all of his free time practicing dancing, listening to music and.."
Praetyre leaned closer..
"Asking the boss for... oh Odd, this is hilarious... a dance girdle! He was a little weird, true, but he was one of the nicest guys you could ever meet. But one day, he lost his balance and fell into a vat of new GE chemicals we were going to feed to the Slogs. They ended up nearly devouring him, and he got the front of his face caught in the disposer while running. I had to literally remove the entire front layer of his skin, and then, due to this idiot and drunken superior of mine, was badly taken care of and got a massive infection. When we popped it, there was so much blood and pus on the floor, it made the anaemic Chronicler visiting the place tear his own stomach out. Fortunately he survived, but the sheer experience of this has greatly deformed him. Under court order, he has to wear a 6 centimetre thick plasteel mask within 50 metres of anyone except his dermatologist, his family, or registered medical officials, even when sleeping. Believe me, I've seen him, and you don't want to see him. I had to take medicine just to prevent myself from vomiting on his lovely carpet. Poor guy.
As Arrack is an amnesiac and post traumatic stress victim, little is known of his past. It is known that he left a suicide note 10 years ago, and eventually ended up frozen. It is also known that at some point before being frozen, he worked for Molluck. Arrack remained frozen for 10 years, until someone finally opened a forgotten door in the meat processing area, which ended up breaking the old and battered freezing mechanism that kept him frozen and alive (It had compensators to prevent rotting or crystalization). The intense heat from his front layerless face, coupled with the mild explosive gases released by the defreezing mechanism activated when the door was opened, will result in his revival within only ten minutes. And when he was revived, he was in for a huge shock.
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Arrack has since constantly been in medical due to his.. disorders and has been a regular patient of his old friend Praetyre and the rest of the medical team.
Name: Domino
Race: Intern
Gender: Male
Age: In Intern terms, Domino is roughly equivalent to a 23 year old human.
Appearance: Domino wears a Valet-like checkered suit complete with a tie, spats, and a biking helmet (coloured green and blue) which has an Opod compartment for blasting classical music into domino's ears. He looks quite like a regular Intern except for having slightly lighter eyes, wider nostrils, and a recently unstitched mouth.
Personality: Domino is a flamboyant, helpful, quick witted and submissive Intern capable of quickly and efficiently calculating sums in his head and having a snappy comeback to any remark. He is as cool as a cucumber, not being fazed even by a raging Glukkon or creepy Vykker. In essence, he is much like Alfred Pennyworth from Batman in his personality.
Equipment: In addition to his normal clothes, as Domino still cannot speak, he carries a Post-It note dispener and paper shredder around his waist in a belt, which he uses to "speak".
History:
Domino was, for most of his life, a secretary to Praetyre's great uncle Bernie, who, unlike his wife, was not present at the Gabbiar auction. As the servant of a multimillionaire, and a kind one at that, Domino received a decent salary of $3,000 a year and the opportunity to practice a secondary career for his master as a professional mime. However, Bernie could not handle the grief when his wife died and he thought his nephew died, both Inhabitants dear to him, and he forced Domino to help him commit suicide by suffocation with a pillow after recording a suicide message on and the suicide itself, so that his beloved servant would not suffer legal harm.
Domino submitted the video to the Oddworldian police, who despite their corruption could not reject this blatant, logical, irrefutable evidence. Domino tried to approach Praetyre for voluntary servitude, but Praetyre had his own financial problems and was searching for a job. Domino then decided to try a career as a mime, but a crueler relative on Praetyre's other side of the family sent one of his henchmen to kidnap Domino at a convention and plant evidence he had killed his own agent in a mad rage. Domino began to prepare himself for harsher servitude to the larger side of Praetyre's family.
Under the 3 years he spent, Domino suffered under a harsh, unforgiving, unforgetting and cruel master who had an unusual mental disorder bordering on a fetish involving dominance, leading to Domino once being forced to line up with other servants to be whacked repetitively with a large stick, much to the excessive (even by Vykker standards) joy of that master.
Domino escaped, but realised he could no longer practice his career as a mime without the police hunting him as a fugitive. Thankfully, however, he had used the stage name of Mouthy, and only needed to change his appearance. He ditched his ordinary garb of a top hat and thong and bought his current attire. He then got plastic surgery and stored his remaining money in a new bank account, but not before buying a ticket to the two year old new Rupture Farms 1027 to apply for a job.
Domino's experience has so far been brief but exciting, and he looks forward to establishing himself as Arnie's secretary.