Name: 1310 or Bio
Nic-name: come up with one and he'll hit you
Age: late twenties
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 120lbs.

Gender: male
Pronouns: he/him
Sexuality: aromantic unknown

Birthday: Oct 31st
Zodiac: Scorpio
Element: Water
Celestial body: Pluto
Day job: Mechanic. Welder. Scrapper. Weapons manufacturer.

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Special Abilities: Constantly leaks an acidic substance from fingertips, must wear gloves when touching any metal or flesh that he doesn't want to dissolve. Hosts a demonic parasite. Has an incredible tolerance for pain. Can make a mean battery.

About: Extremely ornery and incredibly vulgar. Prone to violence. Always dirty. Created in a lab. Had a torturous childhood that was spent being subjected to countless surgeries. Quick to learn he eventually took over these surgeries on his own. Must constantly open old wounds to remove the acidic glands that grow themselves inside his arms, shoulders, and the insides of his thighs. Has developed an extensive mechanical knowledge that he uses to manufacture black market weaponry. Specializes in welding, hand guns, and battery operated electrical equipment. Pretty decent at sewing. Lives in an ill maintained factory far from any town with the Dr. who made him and a simple minded nurse. Collects junk and scrap metal from other abandoned places. Prefers to be alone. Makes industrial music that he never shares with anyone.

Hair: Greasy. Orange at the top that fades into black at the bottom. Random black streaks. Grows pretty fast so he is always having to hack at it. Never well kept. Usually keeps bangs to hide his hideous forehead. Often contains streaks of motor oil and other grime. Wears bits of neon green string knotted into his left side burn for reasons that he won't explain to anyone.

Clothing Style: Grungy, ripped up, stained, and probably smelly. Wife beaters, blue jeans and occasionally leather pants. Black boots or barefoot. Never any necklaces. Almost always wears rubberized gloves. Has a set of lightweight armor that he wears when doing scrap runs in unfamiliar territory.

Eyes: Solid black, no pupils. Leak an oily substance that looks a lot like liquid eyeliner. Always smudged around and under his eyes, making the bags under them stand out even more. Similar to allergies, in the winter they leak considerably less than when in the spring or summer months. This affliction began after he became connected to the parasitic demons eye.

Third Eye: Demonic parasite. Unable to be removed it is kept stitched shut to keep it's malicious intent under control. Will never go out of it's way to necessarily help it's host, but can be tricked into being useful. Does whatever it can to keep it's host alive. When un-stitched it becomes a dominating cycle of thoughts that cloud Bio's own judgement and will assume total control if it is unchecked. Has no physical form other than being just a swollen eyeball, but when it communicates to Bio inside his head it is represented by a black cat with solid white eyes that glow.

Mechanical Leg: Bio lost his leg due to an unfortunate incident with a demonic katana. He would have lost his life entirely if it wasn't for the demonic parasite on his forehead neutralizing and absorbing most of the toxins. He built his own prosthetic and over the years has amassed quite the collection of leg replacements.

Body Jewlery: Septum ring, two nose studs on either side of nose, numerous earrings that line his chewed up ears.

Feral Form: For drawing purposes only. Has no way to "transform" between. Files down his horns into small nubs. Pinstriped hooves. Bio hazard tattoo on both hind quarters.

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Gotta love this grumpy greasy goat man. Started as a neopet (lol) and has evolved into a main player in my personal narrative. Very much an anti-hero. Abusive in all his personal relationships, but I love him anyway.

Bio (1310) belongs to me forever.