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Name:
Logan Mint Chip
Gender:
Transmale
Feral Body Type:
Logan is a normal sized plum, but he can seem very short to taller ones. He was born cross-eyed, though he can see just fine
Anthro Body Type:
Very skinny and shaky, about as tall as a freshman in high school. Eyes are still crossed
Age:
21
Birthday:
October 4th
Zodiac:
Libra
Voice:
Shaky and high pitched. Has a slightly southern accent he inherited from his mother
Sexuality:
Demisexual
Logan is a major introvert. Always choosing to stay inside away from others, than to be outside socializing. He lives in a apartment on the top floor, so he can be away from people in the city. If he sees someone he will cower away back to his apartment. If others somehow make a good impression on him, he will come out of his shell just slightly, and he will be willing to hangout. He is very chill most of the time, and doesn't really talk about a lot of things. He usually just listens. He is caring, and if there is something going on in your life he will understand and try to help you. He also has very strong empathy, so if someone he doesn't even know is sad or angry, he will become sad or angry with them, even though he has no idea why. He doesn't control it. He can also catch on if you're happy about something. He will become cheerful and excited just like you. Getting him in a good mood isn't very hard, because when he gets complemented on his artwork he does, he will smile for the rest of the day. He takes compliments very seriously, because they mean a lot to him. Logan is a painter. He paints all the time, but never really shows anyone his paintings, let alone is apartment. The only one who sees his apartment his Logan. If someone somehow sees one of this paintings, and likes it, Logan will sell it to them, since he is very good at convincing people. If he comes out of his shell sometimes, he could be a real business man. Logan only takes pride in his work if someone else likes it first. Whenever he paints it always doesn't look right to him, it's never perfect and never good. But if someone else likes it, he starts to see why, and he likes it was well. Overall Logan is a very nice plumerain, even though he is very shy, and his low self-esteem can't help him either.
Logan does not currently have a real job. He is self employed, and makes a small amount of money from selling his paintings that he does in his free time. He does need rent, and this is the only way he will get it regardless. Painting serves more as a hobby than an occupation. Logan has been to medical school, he planned to be a doctor when he was young because it was something that interested him. He finished the school but decided not to get the job, since he became so introverted.
Likes
-Music
-Cats
-Painting
-Blue
-Night Time
Dislikes
-Crowds
-Public Places
-Dogs
-Red
-Day Time
Quirks
When startled, he will start to cry, not bawl, but just shed a few tears. He isn't a very good sport when it comes to jump scares, or just a simple "boo!".
Chews on anything rubber. It doesn't matter if it is a children's toy, or his earbuds, he will chew on them. He doesn't mean to, it just happens. He buys extra gum for himself, but forgets to take it with him sometimes.
Never goes anywhere without his earbuds. He listens to music to calm himself when out in public. He turns it down just enough so he is able to hear you and everything around him, but just loud enough to sooth him.
Never goes anywhere without his phone, either. Of course if you are going to listen to music, you will need a device with the music! Logan likes to take his phone everywhere and text his friends for hours. He usually lays down on his hammock to text.
When Logan was born, he had crossed-eyes, but his family was to poor to fix them. Everyone thought that he couldn't see very well, but in reality, he could see just fine! He was very playful, and was always up for any kind of game or activity. He loved socializing, talking with other plums, and everyday was a good day to him. One day while in grade school, a new plum arrived to the scene. The plum was shy at first, but as soon as it say Ryder's crossed eyes, it started making fun of him. Everyday the new plum would make new friends to bully Logan, and Logan would get less and less friends. Almost everyone at the school disliked him just because his family couldn't afford to fix his eyes. Logan became distant, and hated talking to other plums, and cared deeply what others thought. He started wearing sunglasses to hide them, but he was still made fun of. His friends, that he has today, were never mean to him, and they were always supportive, but it didn't stop Ryder from becoming the super shy plum that he is today.
Adolescent years
When Logan moved on to high school, things got a little better. He went to school everyday with sunglasses and a note from his mother saying he was supposed to wear them, because he was sensitive to light, though he never had any problems with light, Logan begged and pleaded to have the sunglasses on all the time. He wasn't bullied in high school, which was the only really good thing about it. Logan worked hard and got straight As, then got his scholarship so he was able to go to medical school, since he was very interested in the science of the body, as well as caring for others' wounds and curing the sick. He felt that if he did good things for people then maybe they would accept him. Logan was nice to other plums, but that was only if you were nice enough to him, since he was always so shy, and never really talked to anyone. Logan attended medical school and finished, but while he was looking for a job as a doctor, his interest started to slowly change. He picked up a pain brush one day he found on a street, and started to paint with leaf pigments, and the results were amazing. He continued to paint non stop ever since, and completely forgot about his career as a doctor. He soon bought himself some real paints and new paint brushes, as well as some canvases. He got the money from selling the paintings he made with the pigments on the internet, but stopped as soon as people would just come to his door. He decided if they wanted one of his paintings, they should come up to him.
Adulthood
Logan still continued to paint, and paint until his wrists were about to give out. Then, he decided to remodel his apartment. Not in a illegal way, but in a way that only he will see it, and see it himself. He started to decorate it using some of his paintings, and one room be the painting room. He put a hammock where his past mattress was, then made homemade couches and chairs. Decorated the fridge and other kitchen items with paint, and hung up green Christmas lights all along his apartment. After he finished, and it took him a good month. They would talk for hours about how their life is going, and how they have been. Logan decided not to wear his sunglasses everywhere anymore, since other plums didn't seemed to mind his strange eyes. Logan is still very shy, and is always afraid to go out in public, so he customized his apartment just so he wouldn't have to. One of this rooms is a garden, where light comes from the windows, and he waters the plants with all sorts of vegetables and fruits. Of course he goes out sometimes when he needs more seeds, or meat, but he mostly stays at home. And he prefers it that way.
Logan shuffled slowly out of his bedroom, rubbing his eyes as he opened the door. He had just woken up from a long night. He had so many nightmares. His eyes were glued shut from crying of fright, and the bags under his eyes seemed to be never ending. He sighed as he sat down on one of his chairs and closed his eyes. The chair was soft and stuffed with leaves that made a satisfying poof sound whenever he sat on it. He rubbed his eyes again, flinching as the sunlight shone in his eyes. "I hate nightmares..." he muttered in his high little voice to himself. He looked around the apartment. An assortment of books were by a broken tv with a coat hanger antennae on the top. A painting of fall leaves were above the two things, complimenting it. Logan sighed again then realized something, he was lonely. He needed something to keep him company while he was alone in his apartment. Sure, the quiet was nice most of the time, but sometimes he just needed someone there. All his friends were on vacation with their families. I should get a pet! Logan thought with a jump. He loves cats. They were adorable creatures. They were also quiet and soft, and always were there for you. Logan nodded to himself then ran back into his room.
Under his hammock is where all of his money is. He doesn't like going to banks, since it makes him go out in public, and he hates it. He also doesn't trust banks, so he keeps it in a box under his hammock, so it is easy to find, but hard to find. He grabbed many bills out of the box and put them in a homemade bag. The bag was covered the leaves with sticks on the inside. Glue was holding it all together. He put the bag around his shoulders then jogged over to his door. He picked up a grocery basket that he kept by the door if he was going out and getting some stuff.
Logan stopped at the door and took a deep breath. This was something that would change his life forever. A cat. He wanted a kitten to raise, just like a child, and he wouldn't be so lonely all the time. He understands cats. He knows that sometimes they want to be alone to, which way okay with him. He pressed his ear against the door, as if he was listening to hear if anyone was outside. He didn't hear anything.
Logan took a deep breath than opened the door. He quickly closed and locked it as he ran down the stairs as quietly as possible, listening to hear if anyone came by. He reached the from doors of the apartment. He looked out the glass window. No one was outside that he could see. He opened the door then closed it behind him, as he hurried down the street.
It was early morning, and mostly everyone was either inside sleeping, or already at work. It was chilly, and Logan was so focused on going to get his cat, he forgot his scarf, but he didn't want to go back for it, he was already so far.
The pet shop is right down the street from his apartment building, and he was almost there. The outside of the store was bright yellow and orange, with big letters on top saying, "Pet Adoption Center". Once he reached the store he took a deep breath again, then walked inside.
"Hello!" He jumped as the cashier greeted him as he walked inside. Logan did a small wave, and the cashier smiled at him. Logan quickly found where the cats were, and stopped. There were three kittens. A orange one, a black one, and a gray one, which the gray almost looked blue. The gray one sit in the corner of the cage, face turned towards the corner. Logan walked to where the kitten was, and poke the top of it's head.
The kitten looked up at him with bright blue eyes, then quickly ducked back down again.
This was the one.
It was just like him! Shy, blue, and he looked very sweet. He picked up some cat food and a toy and put it in his basket. Then, he picked up the kitten very gently. The kitten wiggled into his embrace. He seemed to like Logan's gentle attitude. Logan walked up to the cashier and put his basket with the items on the counter.
"Ah adopting a cat I see!" she said. "Great choice." she scanned the items and counted off the cat in Logan's arms. She told him the total and he payed.
"Now what is this cat's name?" the cashier asked. Logan looked at the cat and said in a very small voice, "Wanderer."
Logan has a hoodie collection, because he likes being warm and toasty. He likes to be comfortable as well. Logan's favorite hoodie is just a plain pink one he got a while ago. The inside is very soft, and relaxing to him, especially when he is stressed. He wears it pretty much all the time. He also wears his other ones, since they are all from games and TV shows he really likes.
