General Information First Name: P1X-3L Middle Name(s): None Surname: None Age: 5 Date of Birth: April 11th, 3,282 Race: Robotic Gender: Male(NA) Sexuality: Only attracted to robots, whatever that's called. Current Residence: Nomadic Relationship Status: Single Social Status: None Financial Standing: Broke Traits of Voice Accent (if any): Heavily, monotone, deep robotic. Like a loader bot from borderlands. Language Spoken: English Other Languages Known: ALL languages (that can be translated) Style of Speaking: Proper Volume of Voice: Ranges from quiet to loud. Physical Appearance Height: 6'9''ft Weight: 425lb Eye Color: Green, Pink, Blue, Red Skin Color: Durasteel Chassis Shape of Face: Novakid Corona, Spiky Distinguishing Features: Facial Screen Build of Body: Husky, Tall Hair Colour: None Hair Style: None Complexion: None Posture: Stands straight, as if he were a statue Tattoos: None Piercings: None Typical Clothing: Poncho with lights, colour depending on mood Is Seen by Others As: Volatile, Unpredictable, Honourable Personality Likes: Combat, Warriors, Soldiers Dislikes: Bandits/Criminals, Weak(Lesser) Beings. Education: None Fears: Pixel Flyt Personal Goals: Wander General Attitude: Combat-Focused Religious Values: None General Intelligence: Very high General Sociability: Very low Health Illnesses (if any): None Allergies (if any): None Sleeping Habits: None Energy Level: Very high, constantly at his prime unless damaged heavily Eating Habits: None Memory: Very good Any Unhealthy Habits: Though he keeps it secret, he often finds himself in very high temperature environments to self harm. History P1X-3L was gifted to Pixel Flyt, a novakid, for personal protection. P1X-3L gave undying loyalty, and was basically treated as a slave. Overtime, Pixel Flyt stopped caring for P1X, and got rid of him in a trash landfill, for three years, P1X was buried underneath, before he surface and deviated from his service. This left him feeling purposeless, and depressed. He has wandered for two years trying to find purpose. After some time, he realized purpose is irrelevant, and he has dedicated his life to taking a step back - wandering. Relationships Parents: Stiel Ironcor (Creator) Siblings: None Any Enemies: Pixel Flyt, Silverado Gang, Bandits Children: None Friends: None Best Friend(s): None Love Interest (if there is one): None Combat Peaceful or Violent: Both, depending on mood Weapon (if applicable): Axe, and shotgun, though usually uses hands. Style of Fighting: Absolutely mangling his enemies at close range. Tactically. Others Occupation: None Current Home: None Favorite Types of Food: None Favorite Types of Drink: None Hobbies/Past Times: Discussing philosophy and purpose, speaking with anyone well seasoned in combat. Guilty Pleasures: Killing Pet Peeves: Xenophobes Pets: A robot spider named Timbit Talents: Fighting Favorite Colours: Green Favorite Type of Music: Game OST's
