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You know what, surviving on your own got boring eventually. Cue a life of living in the world on his own, and then somehow drifting back to the real 'world'. Was it odd to see other lifeforms then birds or things he had to kill? Probably. The black feline was sure he would be on edge for quite some time. Yet, it was okay since these thing-thing things... clan things... seemed to be nice organizations. There could be something scientific to learn in whatever this placey was called anyways! For science! Though he always looked tired and possibly even grumpy at times, Wilson wasn't a completely horrible. Heck, he was barely even mad. The ebony feline let his bag drop to the ground beside him, many assorted items packed within. He was a tad bit dirty atm, and obviously scrapped and bruised, but overall he was okay.
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[justify][size=8][font=verdana]HEALTH,
, health - 130/150 | hunger - 100/150 | sanity - 190/200
, scrapped and bruised, a bit peckish due to travels
GENERAL,
, wilson 'percival higgsbury' | male (he/him) | probably hetero
, around 2 years old | finnishwars xx jeffery/ringo | gen 3
, sunclan | regular member | holds no titles atm
FACTS,
, ''mad'' scientist | will do dumb things just for science
, he's quite the arachnophobe | hates formal parties
, does not like the name maxwell | buffy speak to the extreme
APPEARANCE,
, black bob-tailed feline | eyes are silver or black/darkbrown
, has black gloves that have holes for his 'toes'
, wears some sort of red-collar-vest thing idk yet
RELATIONSHIPS,
, enemies with 'maxwell'
CONFRONTATION,
, physically average | mentally average | science
, attack in bold underlines | no kill | no maim
, non-violent or peaceful actions may be power-played
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