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Rules
1. You can use an official character
2. No enforcing ships or ship bashing
3. No godmodding or powerplaying
4. Rules can be changed by me accordingly!
5. Secret code is derp
6. Normal Feralfont rules apply
7. Swearing is okay, and fadeout smut is too
8. Gore is most definitely okay. This is a creepypasta roleplay.
Form
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Full Name:
Nickname:
Age:
Birthdate:
Height:
Weight:
Occupation:
Heritage:
Hobbies:
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Character Background: (can be brief)
Open to ships: (Y/N)
Other:
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Full Name: Daniel N. Van Valkenburg
Nickname: Clockwork King
Age: 18
Birthdate: June 2nd
Height: 6'3
Weight: 185lbs
Occupation: Proxy
Heritage: Italian and Mexican
Hobbies: Tinkering with clocks, trying to make various things work off of clockwork
Likes: Clocks (duh), really technical and complicated things, tinkering, ticking noises in silence
Dislikes: Really loud noises, really low noises, trying to draw lines
Character Background: He grew up with a widowed father, who was a mechanic. Ever since he was a young child, he was constantly dodging death. His father was rather careless with his work, and most things blew up or fell apart into a literal hot mess. He grew up wanted to be better than his rather disappointing father, and did his best to understand how stuff worked. One day, he was trying to make an automatic bow, and succeeded. He ended up shooting himself in the head though. After not being able to get it out, he surrounded the parts around and near it with clockwork, wanting to see what would happen. After many other accidents, he just started to replace parts of his body with clockwork. He ended up partially blinding himself, leaving him legally blind. After a while, he moved onto his dad, who he ended up killing from lack of natural working organs. Not fazed by his loss, he kept working, eventually coming to love the maddening sound of droning clocks. After a year and a half on experimenting on living things, he was approached to be a proxy.
Open to ship: Yes! please o mg
Other: derp :D. His 'mouth' is drawn on with marker over glass. It easily smudges off, which annoys him.
Despite not having a mouth, he can talk. The glass area where his mouth should be, is where blood collects from talking. He made a small box in his throat, where he can put food through, and talk. The only issue, is it's not very effective, and has a lot of blood with nowhere to go. So, he redirected it up to the glass 'mouth' area.
His right eye has a mechanism in it, which causes it to tick.
Every clock, and his eye, are in sync with the ticks. He can tell when one is even slightly off, and it bugs him endlessly.
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[size=6pt]★ trek
Yes! Of course~