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Age: 35
Height: 5'9" (174 cm)
Weight: 137 lbs (62 kg)
Medical Info: God, uh. Dist has been through a lot, so his medical information will include records of injuries like SURVIVING EXPLOSIONS, BLASTS TO THE HEAD FROM STRONG MONSTERS, and this doesn't include everything that Jade did to him ever. Just. Assume it's a big, hilarious document.
Eyes: . . . I don't ever think we see him without his glasses in the game, come to think of it, and they have your typical EVIL GLASSES-FLASH.
Physical traits: Does the chair count. I think the chair counts.
What's Okay To Mention Around Him/Her: Anything is fine! I can roll with it, and Dist wouldn't really care one way or another anyway.
Abilities: As mentioned in the app, Dist is one of those crazy non-combatant-ish characters. I mean, I assume he knows how because he studied under Professor Nebilim with Jade, Peony, and Nephry, but it's not his stronger point and he prefers to make robots that fight for him, l-like his "cute Kaiser Dist." He's classified as a "Fon Machine user."
Which is to say! Dist is actually regarded as a genius and is great with machines. [Technically, he helped Jade create fomicry -- Jade made the theory, and Dist made the machines that employed it, making it usable.] It's his strength, and he seems to catch on pretty quickly in that area.
Notes for the Psychics: Most of his thoughts probably focus on Jade and some colorful adjectives. "Duplicitous" works. When he is not going "Jade Jade Jade" ad nauseum, it's either fascination over some neat new technology around camp or random grumbling about Peony.
Can I shapeshift/bodyswap/spit at/step on/etc?: Ask/Ask/see the next category.
Maim/Murder/Death: OKAY, so with Dist? Comic violence is always a go. You don't even need to ask. Wanna punch him? Sure! Kick him? That's fine! Dist is the canonical punching bag, and he tends to rebound pretty quickly with that sort of thing. My only stipulation is that you don't kill him, or give me enough of an out to crackily circumvent death. Because that is how Dist rolls.
Cooking: ... hahahahaha no. He probably makes a machine to cook for him.
Height: 5'9" (174 cm)
Weight: 137 lbs (62 kg)
Medical Info: God, uh. Dist has been through a lot, so his medical information will include records of injuries like SURVIVING EXPLOSIONS, BLASTS TO THE HEAD FROM STRONG MONSTERS, and this doesn't include everything that Jade did to him ever. Just. Assume it's a big, hilarious document.
Eyes: . . . I don't ever think we see him without his glasses in the game, come to think of it, and they have your typical EVIL GLASSES-FLASH.
Physical traits: Does the chair count. I think the chair counts.
What's Okay To Mention Around Him/Her: Anything is fine! I can roll with it, and Dist wouldn't really care one way or another anyway.
Abilities: As mentioned in the app, Dist is one of those crazy non-combatant-ish characters. I mean, I assume he knows how because he studied under Professor Nebilim with Jade, Peony, and Nephry, but it's not his stronger point and he prefers to make robots that fight for him, l-like his "cute Kaiser Dist." He's classified as a "Fon Machine user."
Which is to say! Dist is actually regarded as a genius and is great with machines. [Technically, he helped Jade create fomicry -- Jade made the theory, and Dist made the machines that employed it, making it usable.] It's his strength, and he seems to catch on pretty quickly in that area.
Notes for the Psychics: Most of his thoughts probably focus on Jade and some colorful adjectives. "Duplicitous" works. When he is not going "Jade Jade Jade" ad nauseum, it's either fascination over some neat new technology around camp or random grumbling about Peony.
Can I shapeshift/bodyswap/spit at/step on/etc?: Ask/Ask/see the next category.
Maim/Murder/Death: OKAY, so with Dist? Comic violence is always a go. You don't even need to ask. Wanna punch him? Sure! Kick him? That's fine! Dist is the canonical punching bag, and he tends to rebound pretty quickly with that sort of thing. My only stipulation is that you don't kill him, or give me enough of an out to crackily circumvent death. Because that is how Dist rolls.
Cooking: ... hahahahaha no. He probably makes a machine to cook for him.