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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
18.55 m
Wingspan
15 m
Weight
5707.06 kg
Genetics
Fuchsia
Skink
Skink
Aqua
Bee
Bee
Seafoam
Capsule
Capsule
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Ridgeback
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
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B I K E R
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Didn't think things through before joining a murder club and ended up the cause of at least 50% of every problem that happened afterwards.
Gender: Male, He/Him Age: ??? Occupation: Hitman, Hacker, Motorcyclist Fandom: Hotline Miami Song: xxx An adrenaline junkie through and through, Biker began working as a hitman to add some interest to his life. Not able to accept that there was no way out of the organization once he grew bored with it, instead he dedicated himself to finding out what was going on. He's shown to be driven, but short-tempered and impulsive. It's possible that his 'boredom' is actually him getting cold feet once he realized the political nature of 50 Blessings, as he chose to run and lie low rather than risk backlash from two major powers. |
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S T O R Y
Biker hunched over the dirty sink, his claws scouring the limestone from the porcelain as he stared at himself in the mirror. In the distance there was music, but he could only feel the thrumming of the bass reverberating in his chest. The buzzing of the flies drowned it out of his ears, the flies he only ever saw in the corners of his eyes.
How did it end up like this? His reflection stared back at him. A stern face, impassive, with sharp eyes and an imposing brow. He wanted to go back out into his apartment, where the music would drown almost everything out, and the drink would do the rest. Where am I? How did I get here? The longer he stared, the more his unease grew. He closed his eyes for a long moment, longing for the pounding in his head to cease. And when he opened them again, just for a moment, he could see himself. He could see his right horn broken to splinters. He could see the horrible gash running lengthwise towards his snout. He could see that he was lank, his usual vibrant pinks mottled, his scales looking like they were in danger of flaking off. It isn’t real. None of this is real. He shook his head, and when he looked again, scowling into the mirror, he remembered who he was. Who he really was. “Screw this!” Biker turned away from the mirror (Which did nothing but show him lies anyway) and ripped a knife from his belt. He didn't even bother to look when he threw it over his shoulder, only felt grim satisfaction in the sound of shattering glass behind him. He could wait until tomorrow to pick up the pieces. 
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