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09-25-10, 09:58 PM
Name: Crosk Dedede
Age: 17
Race: Human (so he says)
Hair Color: Blue
Eye Color: Dark brown
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 137 lb.
Occupation: Hammerspacian
Personality: Crosk is a manic meta guy whose only purpose in life is to entertain the audience. This was the purpose given to him by the producers, and he knows he can't fight fate, or else he'll be thrown into the paper shredder with all other rejected ideas. As a result, he is frequently sociopathic and idiotic, to the point of having a crippling fear of long words.
Appearance: There's a weird headband-helmet thing around his head that is made of stone and has two vaguely-rectangular prismoid shapes protruding upward from the front. He also wears a black scarf with the edges tipped red, a gray vest with a red long-sleeve shirt underneath, black pants, yellow fingerless gloves, and dark green and gray shoes with rockets on the bottom.
History: Crosk, like all babies, came into existence in hammerspace before being born. Before he could be legitimately born, he was thrown out of hammerspace by King Dedede. The king took care of him like he does with all of the babies he throws out of hammerspace. One day, King Dedede was fighting someone, and when he intended to throw something from hammerspace, he accidentally threw Crosk back in. By the time he was pulled out again, he had become one with hammerspace and could use its powers for his own.
Skills: Crosk has a near-complete reign over the powers of hammerspace, the ability to pull objects out of nowhere. He does have his limits, however, as the objects he pulls out have to be physical (no fireballs for him), and he has to be able to actually carry it (he would just hurt/kill himself trying to grab a tank). Speaking of which, he has a tendency to die a lot, as a form of karmic retribution. This does not dissuade him for long, though, as he is always back due to rule of funny.
Equipment: Crosk carries nothing with him except the clothes on his back, seeing as how his powers allow him to pull out any provisions or weapons he might need whenever he needs them.
Age: 17
Race: Human (so he says)
Hair Color: Blue
Eye Color: Dark brown
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 137 lb.
Occupation: Hammerspacian
Personality: Crosk is a manic meta guy whose only purpose in life is to entertain the audience. This was the purpose given to him by the producers, and he knows he can't fight fate, or else he'll be thrown into the paper shredder with all other rejected ideas. As a result, he is frequently sociopathic and idiotic, to the point of having a crippling fear of long words.
Appearance: There's a weird headband-helmet thing around his head that is made of stone and has two vaguely-rectangular prismoid shapes protruding upward from the front. He also wears a black scarf with the edges tipped red, a gray vest with a red long-sleeve shirt underneath, black pants, yellow fingerless gloves, and dark green and gray shoes with rockets on the bottom.
History: Crosk, like all babies, came into existence in hammerspace before being born. Before he could be legitimately born, he was thrown out of hammerspace by King Dedede. The king took care of him like he does with all of the babies he throws out of hammerspace. One day, King Dedede was fighting someone, and when he intended to throw something from hammerspace, he accidentally threw Crosk back in. By the time he was pulled out again, he had become one with hammerspace and could use its powers for his own.
Skills: Crosk has a near-complete reign over the powers of hammerspace, the ability to pull objects out of nowhere. He does have his limits, however, as the objects he pulls out have to be physical (no fireballs for him), and he has to be able to actually carry it (he would just hurt/kill himself trying to grab a tank). Speaking of which, he has a tendency to die a lot, as a form of karmic retribution. This does not dissuade him for long, though, as he is always back due to rule of funny.
Equipment: Crosk carries nothing with him except the clothes on his back, seeing as how his powers allow him to pull out any provisions or weapons he might need whenever he needs them.