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▷ First Impressions ▶ VISUAL: Rocket resembles a scrawny raccoon walking on his hind legs. He stands about 2'7 in height with shabby fur and usually wears one-piece jumpsuits with no sleeves. He has two metal brackets on either side of his chest that are generally visible when he's wearing his jumpsuit. ▶ AURAL: Rocket has a Brooklyn accent, which is funny because he is from nowhere near Brooklyn. He has atrocious grammar. He will probably offend your ears. ▶ OLFACTORY: HE BATHES SO THE ANSWER IS NOT "LIKE A SMELLY RACCOON." He probably smells distinctly of grease and mechanical stuff nearly constantly, like a mechanic with the added bonus of.. fur. So he smells like a different kind of smelly raccoon. ▶ DEMEANOUR: Rocket carries himself like he's not 2'7 and tiny, usually because he has the large guns to back up whatever threat he might need to make. He's cocky, belligerent, and often fearless. And he tries very hard to make people believe he's all of those things all the time

▷ IC Permissions ▶ PHYSICAL AFFECTION: Pet him at your own risk. ▶ PHYSICAL VIOLENCE: Sure. Go ahead. He will retaliate in kind, though. ▶ RELATIONSHIPS: No. :| ▶ PSYCHIC & PSIONIC INFORMATION: Rocket has a genetically augmented brain and is extremely intelligent because of it, but he probably has literally no psychic warding, so it's ALL THERE. His head is a sad, sad place. ▶ MAGICAL INFORMATION: PFFFT. MAGIC. ▶ MEDICAL INFORMATION: His skeletal structure is entirely wires and metal, which makes him weak against electricity. ▶ OFFENSIVE SUBJECTS & TRIGGERS: Hospitals and anything that looks like a lab or smells like antiseptic will set him off. He also hates being called "vermin" or "rodent" or treated like a lesser being.

▷ OOC Permissions ▶ BACKTAGGING: Yes. ▶ THREADHOPPING: Yes. ▶ FOURTHWALLING: I'd rather not. ▶ OFFENSIVE SUBJECTS & TRIGGERS: N/A ▶ ANYTHING ELSE? Nope.

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