👽Robin Timothy Gray👽
👾Age:17👾
👽Looks: 5'7 Caucasian👽

(When he was 14)

Background: Well, Robin is, the weird kid in school, he rambles on about aliens, plays DnD, is a total metal head, and is just, well, a isolated misfit. Though he's always a loner though, that doesn't mean he isn't a spitfire. In reality, he's a bit more of a douche than he is a painfully awkward teen.
👾 Likes: 👾
Aliens, Star finder and DnD, chameleons and exotic pets, The Melvins, Aqua Teen Hunger Force and Stone Quackers, weed though most wouldn't expect it, being snarky or getting people riled up, Christmas, flustering people by acting like himself and catching them off guard, video gaming, albino rats, DC comics, Of Montreal
👽 Dislikes: 👽
pop, people, Halloween, Vampire and werewolf culture, Marvel Characters except night crawler and Deadpool, TØP  (seriously, he'd shank any member of TØP if he could), weaboos(he'd kill them all if could), and SJWs

👾 Scenario 1: 👾
(M/N) had just signed up for one of the schools clubs, the StarFinder GM and Players Association, the newly derived version of Pathfinder, practically all the core rule books were on at the very least a 3 month wait. Hurriedly (M/N) went to the club room as soon as the bell rang, running down the corridors but slowly beginning to halt as he neared the fairly unused area of the school that had no longer been that popular ever since new buildings had been added. (M/N) turned looking at the room number, confirming what looked from the outside like it was going to be a tiny supply room-esque classroom was indeed the right one. Upon entering he was greeted with the sight of a boy reading the rule book on his own on a desk, looking up somewhat surprised, "oh. What are you doing here?

👽 Scenario 2: 👽
Make it up

"Nihilists with good imaginations

I am satisfied, hiding in our friend's apartment
Only leaving once a day to buy some groceries
Daylight, I'm so absent minded, nighttime meeting new anxieties
So am I erasing myself? Hope I'm not erasing myself

I guess it would be nice to give my heart to a god
But which one, which one do I choose?
All the churches filled with losers, psycho or confused
I just want to hold the divine in mind
And forget all of the beauties wasted

Let's fall back to earth and do something pleasant
We fell back to earth like gravity's bitches
Physics makes us all its bitches

I guess it would be nice to help in your escape
From patterns your parents designed
All the party people dancing for the indie star
But he's the worst faker by far
But in the set, I forget all of the beauties wasted

I guess it would be nice
Show me that things can be nice
I guess it would be nice
Youre trapped
Show me that things can be nice

You've got my back in the city
You've got my back, 'cause I don't want to panic
You've got my back in the city
You've got my back, 'cause I don't want to panic'"

_Shittykawa_