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Birthday- November 9th
Personality- Atmos is very curious, caring, and intelligent. He’s also very weak, stubborn, and passionate. He tries his hardest to be optimistic as well.
Likes- physics, puzzles, math.
Dislikes- violence, discrimination, and bullies.
Hobbies- Atmos tries to learn as much about physics, as often as he can. This takes up most of his time.
Good Habits- Cleans up after himself, is properly hygienic, does chores regularly.
Bad Habits- He cleans too much, even if it’s detrimental to his well-being. He takes notes on everything possible, and he chews on his shirt when he is nervous.
Strengths- Atmos’ care for others, his perseverance, and his pacifism.
Weaknesses- Atmos’ self worth is low, he can’t lie, and he has low confidence.
Morals- Atmos is willing to do anything to ensure even a few people are happy for the rest of their lives.
Wants- He wants world peace.
Goals- Atmos wants to get a doctorate, or the chance to get one, and to revolutionize physics.
Age- Atmos is fifteen years old.
Height- 5'8"
Weight- 107lb
Describe their face- Atmos’ face is soft, and effeminate. Due to his rigourous cleaning schedule, he has no acne.
Describe their hair- Atmos’ hair is soft as well, slightly messy and cut to halfway through his eyes.
Describe their body type- Atmos is thin, and wiry. This is due to not eating properly up until recently.
Complexion- Atmos is caucasian, and he doesn’t have any scar except two on yin the see can do
Posture- Atmos tends to slouch a lot.
Allergies- Slightly allergic to cloud magic.
Family- Polar(Foster sister), Yellow(Foster mother)
Acquaintances with- Polar, Assistant, and Pi.
Abilities (between 1-10. 5 being average, 10 being the highest possible)
Energy (before doing anything physical)- 5
Intellegence- 9
Bravery- 5
Endurance- 10
Flexibility- 5
Reflexes- 3
Fighting capability- 1
Speed- 2
Luck- 7
Ability to communicate with others- 4
Ability to work with others- 4
Ability to sense if someone is going to attack them- 1
Ability to read the atmosphere- 7
Ability to defend themselves- 9
Place- Home.
Room in their house- His bedroom.
Thing to do- Research.
Colour(s)- Dark green.
Style of clothing- An odd mix of militaristic, flowing, and lab clothes.
Time of day- Dusk and Dawn.
Season- Winter.
What's stopping you?
Reading fantasy again, I've started thinking about how odd it is how in books like that, the non-human races invariably scoff at human frailty and vulnerability, even those that they'll call friends. Like that's mean?? Why would you be a dick to your friend who you know is not capable of as much as you are, and it's not their fault they were born like that. That's mean.
Like consider the opposite: Characters of non-human races treating their human companions like frail little old dogs. Worrying about small wounds being fatal - humans die of small injuries all the time - or being surprised that humans can actually eat salt, even if they can't stomach other spicy rocks. Being amazed that a human friend they haven't seen in 10 years still looks so young, they've hardly aged at all! And when the human tries to explain that they weren't going to just unexpectedly shrivel into a raisin in 10 years, the longer-lifespan friend dismisses this like no, he's seen it happen, you don't see a human for 10 or 20 years and they've shriveled in a blink.
Elves arguing with each other like "you can't take her out there, she will die!" and when the human gets there to ask what they're talking about, they explain to her that the journey will take them through a passage where it's going to be sunny out there. Humans burn in the sun. And she will have to clarify that no, actually, she'll be fine. They fight her about it, until she manages to convince them that it's not like vampires - humans only burn a little bit in the sun, not all the way through. She'll be fine if she just wears a hat.
Meanwhile dwarves are reluctant to allow humans in their mines and cities, not just out of being secretive, but because they know that you cannot bring humans underground, they will go insane if they go too long without seeing the sun. Nobody is entirely sure how long that is, but the general consensus is three days. One time a human tries to explain their dwarf companion that this is not true, there are humans that endure much longer darkness than that. As a matter of fact, in the furthest habited corners of the lands of the Northmen, the winter sun barely rises at all. Humans can survive three weeks of darkness, and not just once, but every single year.
"Then how do they sane?" Asks the dwarf, and just as he does, the conversation gets interrupted by the northland human, who had been eavesdropping, and turns to look at them with an unnerving glint in her colourless grey eyes, grinning while saying
"That's the neat part, we don't."
TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN!!!
They stole you from your world when you were but a young girl, and they forged you into a magical weapon that has been feared across the cosmos. Now that the war is over and you’ve won, they send you back to the moment before they captured you. The skills, PTSD, and memories? Those never fade.
tamed
Hehe hoho
It seems like there’s more positivity on Tumblr than other platforms (*cough*Twitter*cough*). Like, you can say “I love you, bestie.” without anyone calling you corny or childish.
Y'know what? Reblog this to let your besties know you love them.
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