Username:
Mc Shizzle
Name:
No Body knows his real name, he tends to go by Ink though
Gender:
GenderFluid... Prefers to go by male pronouns and is biologically male though...
Personality:
Ink is the one you would avoid if you could bring yourself too... Not because he's horrible to people or violent when approached, but simply because you wouldn't even know he was there most of the time.... Ink has always seemed to fade into the background of day to day life, much like his markings seem to fade the further they get down his body... Much like, they've been left incomplete or someone grew bored of the intricate design he fares and just stopped in the middle of designing it for him... Some say this is why Ink has been left with the feeling of being incomplete...Whilst others say that was down to something much deeper, and sinister... But whatever it was, it hasn't left the little Belldandy with much hope in life... Ink seems to have given up with everything, not caring about anything or anyone, including himself... but could it all just be a cover up for something else?
One Extra:
Ink stood in the shadows of the tall building, ears flicking and hooves scuffing across the cold icy pavement. He watched the hustle and bustle of people rushing past, attempting to get out of this dismal weather... Though, the weather didn't seem to bother Ink much, he seemed impervious to the cold bitter wind biting at his skin and the icicles now starting to form on the long fur on his tail... He let out a breath that clouded in front of him, shaking the cold flakes off of his face and turning, taking a little run up before taking into the air... Flying slowly toward a covered area, Ink sighed, the cold wind batting him left and right like a plastic bag... Though as usual, he didn't seem to care at all...
Landing slowly about ten minutes later on a abandoned houses balcony, ink glanced around, sighing sadly and walking in circles a few times before laying down in a covered over patch, a shiver coursing over him as he attempted to get comfortable... He slowly drifted into sleep, the snow that was falling covering him from view and making him unnoticeable to the naked eye... And that was just the way he wanted to stay, out of sight, out of mind... At least then he wasn't anybodys problem but his own, and he couldn't hurt anyone...