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Age:  16
Height:  not specified, would guess around 5'10"
Weight: not specified
Medical Info:  Leo's a "half," which in his case means his DNA is a mixture of human and lion.
Eyes: Golden brown
Hair:  Ashy blonde at best, silvery purple at worst.
Physical Traits:  POINTY EARS and rather prominent canine teeth, dark facial markings which look sort of like Sad Emo Tears.  He's going to doctors every two weeks in canon to be studied and checked out.

What's Okay to Mention Around Him/Her:  Anything!  Break his brain as much as you like!

Abilities:  Halfs have weird Mary Sue qualities like POWERS!!1!! except not really, because the canon's not fleshed out when it comes to details.  Leeeet's just not worry about that too much.  If it comes up, I'll explain.

Notes for the Psychics:  You don't have to be psychic to know what Leo is probably thinking about.

Can I shapeshift/bodyswap/spit at/step on/etc?:  Comic physical violence is always a-okay.  Otherwise, please ask.

Maim/Murder/Death:  No, that shit hurts!  Though a little bit o' trauma may be nice to bring back memories of home.

Hugging/Kissing/Other non-violent physical contact:  YES PLEASE MAKE OUT WITH ME D:
Unless you're a hooker with a penis.
DAMNIT.

Cooking:  I seriously doubt Leo can make anything more complicated than cup noodles.

Character: Leo
Series: Fire Candy
Character Age: 16

Canon: In the not-so-distant future, people find themselves facing an unforeseeable problem: the inability to reproduce. As the population shrinks, researchers come up with a viable but controversial option, that of mixing the DNA of humans and animals. Forced to the fringes by fear and mistrust, these so-called "halfs" struggle to integrate successfully into society, and many drop out entirely, turning to drugs and violence. This is the world of Fire Candy, the drug which has formed the deadly undercurrent of fleeting, wasted existence.

Leo's a half who's gotten off the hard stuff (though he still helps his friends find and buy it) and turned to smoking instead. And yeah, he knows that even though he quit the drug he could still blow up in a huge, gooey fireball one day, but he'd rather not think about that too much. Sure, he's got a loud, grandiose streak befitting his tanned skin and golden mane, but this big-talking lion-boy is afraid at heart, afraid of dying and of losing himself and his friends. More of a hapless housecat than the King of the Beasts, Leo wants to get out of the "live fast, die happy" lifestyle. He'd also like to kiss a girl without getting kicked in the crotch right afterwards.


Sample Post:

This seriously cannot be the candy I'm looking for. The sticky note said "ease on down the brick road to the white van, waiting 4 U with candy." No worries, man, leave it to Leo. The mean streets? The wrong side of the tracks? All part of my domain. When I'm not around, the darkness weeps in the... darkness, because it misses me. But uh, this might be some kind of trap, 'cause I'm pretty sure the kind of "candy" my gang needs doesn't come out of a crushed ice machine though the iridescent emerald green color is a good sign. I guess I could siphon the syrup into these cone-shaped paper cups, but I kinda doubt this is street-grade.

And that reminds me, how come I'm the only one here? I don't even do those kinds of drugs anymore! So why am I squeezing off rounds of toxic candy syrup in the convenience store of the damned? I should actually be in class right now. Am I the only one left who cares about an education? Come to think of it, what kind of idiot would go off by himself to a mysterious van in the middle of a zombie camp with only a melon baller for a weapon - aww, man. Don't answer that. Nobody better jump out at me from the trees, okay? Don't think I won't see you, cuz I'm KWIK like Nestle, FOOL.

Huh, I wonder what would happen if I drank an entire paper cup of just the syrup. W-would I become like a god? No, no, that's just peer pressure talking, Leo, I'm just gonna smoke a cigarette instead- what was that?! Is anybody here? HELLO? Crap, two guys coming out of the bushes, probably hankering for brains - Wow. Okay, I thought the kid in the hostel at home whose mom is a mollusk was messed-up looking, but at least he didn't have metallic silver skin, just a pierced septum and a penchant for buggery. And I seriously can't tell if the other guy is wearing a ski mask or not. DOES ANYBODY ELSE SEE THE STRAW MAN? Am I getting a buzz from syrup fumes here? I'm thinking this is a most excellent time to bail. It's been real, kiddies, but -

They want me to link arms with them and skip. And I really don't know if the Tin Man has a gun pressed to my back or what but he's currently wearing my melon baller and... I'M NOT GONNA ASK, OKAY. Also, these are tears of manly rage.

If ever a wonderful wiz there wuz... Guys? Hey, guys? I hear this syrup stuff is great for brains and hearts - and n-nerves!


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