04-10-2017, 08:09 PM
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He'd chosen a nice place--an old gym, fairly undamaged. Weights still were stacked in racks, the machinery still in place--though anything requiring electricity was no longer functional. Yoga mats, mirrors--even televisions. It seemed no one really had wanted to loot this place--it had just been passed over. There were even twenty year old packs of sunchips in the vending machines. Just goes to show--no one liked them.
Mettaton had set up in an empty room, with the light wood floors and the bar that was set along the wall--made mostly of mirrors. Someone had probably taught ballet classes in here, once. His goal was a bit more dangerous. There were weapons--knives, a few staves; but his goal today was not weaponry. He wanted to teach them not how to raid in numbers, or how to shoot a gun, or how to win a knife-fight--he wanted to train hand-to-hand. Specifically, one on one; if anyone would show up, at least. For all he knew, the entire badlands had just died. The warchief himself looked like something out of an 80s exercise tape--pink leg warmers and black leggings, a loose black tee shirt and he even had, for some reason, a neon green scrunchie on his wrist.
[spoiler=info  updated 1/25/17]
[size=8pt]GENERAL:
★ METTATON DARLING | METTA | afab male (gnc)
★ panromantic | pansexual
★ 24| oct/15 | real time
★ the badlands | warchief
IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ cute
★ glam
★ has a stash of makeup
PHYSICAL:
★ human [10.15/main] | health: 90%
 6'3'' & 195 lbs; slender torso but muscled, great posture but narrow shoulders. Long, thick black hair that's wavy and shoulder length, often tucked behind an ear, rarely in a ponytail. Often covering up the eyepatch over his right eye. Blue eyes and generally wears black, accented with pink, purple, and blue.
 [i]major injuries: (missing an eye, affects peripheral vision and depth perception)
PERSONALITY:
- mettaton has a huge fear of being genuinely hated, not cared about, not being good enough. he is pretty good at masking this but he has anxiety.
- mettaton has black hair and blue eyes, he's caucasian. he has two studs above his eyebrow and he wears very dramatic clothing as well as wearing makeup quite frequently, as he has compiled a stash. He is about six feet, three inches tall, and is pretty average of weight. He has one eye and wears an eyepatch.
- Mettaton is extremely dramatic, flamboyant, and glamorous. He loves making a statement--of any kind. He's friendly, though quite self-centered, and likes to use pet names a lot--notably, calling people 'darling' quite often. He gets extremely enthusiastic about quite a lot, and thinks of himself as above most earthly things. Though he can seem shrewd and is certainly intelligent and creative, he can be quite idealistic, naive, and even gullible, easily manipulated. It can seem hard to shake his confidence, but he can be made an unwitting pawn of someone's game if they know how to play him.
RELATIONSHIPS:
★ single
★ npc x npc| generation 1
★ No Romantic Interest
★ No Sexual Interest
INTERACTION:
★ interacts with literally everyone he sees + quite friendly, even flirtatious
★ difficulty: 7/10 in battle | + strength, speed, agility | - stamina
★ tends to negotiate, but if he feels that's impossible, he likes to make the first move
★ attack in bold #D600BA
★ can powerplay nonviolent actions
★ all IC opinions
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[div style="background=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; font-size: 8pt; font-family:arial; text-transform:lowercase; text-align:justify; color: black;"]He'd chosen a nice place--an old gym, fairly undamaged. Weights still were stacked in racks, the machinery still in place--though anything requiring electricity was no longer functional. Yoga mats, mirrors--even televisions. It seemed no one really had wanted to loot this place--it had just been passed over. There were even twenty year old packs of sunchips in the vending machines. Just goes to show--no one liked them.
Mettaton had set up in an empty room, with the light wood floors and the bar that was set along the wall--made mostly of mirrors. Someone had probably taught ballet classes in here, once. His goal was a bit more dangerous. There were weapons--knives, a few staves; but his goal today was not weaponry. He wanted to teach them not how to raid in numbers, or how to shoot a gun, or how to win a knife-fight--he wanted to train hand-to-hand. Specifically, one on one; if anyone would show up, at least. For all he knew, the entire badlands had just died. The warchief himself looked like something out of an 80s exercise tape--pink leg warmers and black leggings, a loose black tee shirt and he even had, for some reason, a neon green scrunchie on his wrist.
[spoiler=info  updated 1/25/17]
[size=8pt]GENERAL:
★ METTATON DARLING | METTA | afab male (gnc)
★ panromantic | pansexual
★ 24| oct/15 | real time
★ the badlands | warchief
IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ cute
★ glam
★ has a stash of makeup
PHYSICAL:
★ human [10.15/main] | health: 90%
 6'3'' & 195 lbs; slender torso but muscled, great posture but narrow shoulders. Long, thick black hair that's wavy and shoulder length, often tucked behind an ear, rarely in a ponytail. Often covering up the eyepatch over his right eye. Blue eyes and generally wears black, accented with pink, purple, and blue.
 [i]major injuries: (missing an eye, affects peripheral vision and depth perception)
PERSONALITY:
- mettaton has a huge fear of being genuinely hated, not cared about, not being good enough. he is pretty good at masking this but he has anxiety.
- mettaton has black hair and blue eyes, he's caucasian. he has two studs above his eyebrow and he wears very dramatic clothing as well as wearing makeup quite frequently, as he has compiled a stash. He is about six feet, three inches tall, and is pretty average of weight. He has one eye and wears an eyepatch.
- Mettaton is extremely dramatic, flamboyant, and glamorous. He loves making a statement--of any kind. He's friendly, though quite self-centered, and likes to use pet names a lot--notably, calling people 'darling' quite often. He gets extremely enthusiastic about quite a lot, and thinks of himself as above most earthly things. Though he can seem shrewd and is certainly intelligent and creative, he can be quite idealistic, naive, and even gullible, easily manipulated. It can seem hard to shake his confidence, but he can be made an unwitting pawn of someone's game if they know how to play him.
RELATIONSHIPS:
★ single
★ npc x npc| generation 1
★ No Romantic Interest
★ No Sexual Interest
INTERACTION:
★ interacts with literally everyone he sees + quite friendly, even flirtatious
★ difficulty: 7/10 in battle | + strength, speed, agility | - stamina
★ tends to negotiate, but if he feels that's impossible, he likes to make the first move
★ attack in bold #D600BA
★ can powerplay nonviolent actions
★ all IC opinions
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