I was bored one day and made a new Character name Dr. Doc Helix. Then I Cosplay it :P
His very person and appearance were such as to strike the most casual observer. In height he was rather over six feet, and so excessively lean that he seemed to be considerably taller. His auburn hair seem wild and uncapped like a horses mane but still has curtained style part to keep the hair from his eyes. His eyes are sharp and piercing, save during those intervals of torpor to which I have alluded; and his thin, hawk-like nose gave his whole expression an air of alertness and decision. His chin, too, had the prominence and squareness which mark the man of determination, A small strip of hair runs from his lower lip down his center of his neck, looking like a flap of skin that would look more normal on a Anole. His hands were invariable blotted calluses and small cuts and same marks oh past chemicals burns, yet he was possessed of extraordinary delicacy of touch. Which can be seen occasion to observe when I watched him manipulating the fragile philosophical instruments. His shoulders support an black Ibex vest with a light grey collar and a dark burn under shirt. well around his waist he wearing Cyberian Pants with legs tuck in to his combat boots. He cares a messenger bags OD green in color with a black strap going over one shoulder and is dotted with 4, 3inch spikes. Only god and him self know whats in that bag that is mark with a skull and cross bone. Some thing tell you it cant be good.
His very person and appearance were such as to strike the most casual observer. In height he was rather over six feet, and so excessively lean that he seemed to be considerably taller. His auburn hair seem wild and uncapped like a horses mane but still has curtained style part to keep the hair from his eyes. His eyes are sharp and piercing, save during those intervals of torpor to which I have alluded; and his thin, hawk-like nose gave his whole expression an air of alertness and decision. His chin, too, had the prominence and squareness which mark the man of determination, A small strip of hair runs from his lower lip down his center of his neck, looking like a flap of skin that would look more normal on a Anole. His hands were invariable blotted calluses and small cuts and same marks oh past chemicals burns, yet he was possessed of extraordinary delicacy of touch. Which can be seen occasion to observe when I watched him manipulating the fragile philosophical instruments. His shoulders support an black Ibex vest with a light grey collar and a dark burn under shirt. well around his waist he wearing Cyberian Pants with legs tuck in to his combat boots. He cares a messenger bags OD green in color with a black strap going over one shoulder and is dotted with 4, 3inch spikes. Only god and him self know whats in that bag that is mark with a skull and cross bone. Some thing tell you it cant be good.
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