Name: Nif Mön (He insists on being called Murph or Murphy.)

Age: 17

Gender: Androgynous (He/him)

Sexuality: Bicurious

Species: He's part ram. (I would make this an entire species, but I'm too lazy. ;u;)

Appearance: (I can't find a good photo, so I hope this nice description will suffice.)

A stout creature with stubby fingers and two distinctive curly horns near the sides of his head. He has floppy, somewhat furry rabbit-like ears sticking out near the base of his horns. Curly brown hair sticks out in all directions, not only atop his head, but near his ankles as well. His hair is relatively thick, although it becomes more sparse as it nears his feet.
Being overweight at 192 pounds for his height of 5'5", he doesn't dare try to hide his chubbiness, instead deciding to accept it as a part of who he is. Not all of his weight comes from fat, however. Murphy is rather strong, being able to lift at least seventy pounds in each arm.
His skin seems almost golden in appearance (sadly, it doesn't shine like a god's), contrasting greatly from the beady darkness of his eyes.

Personality:
Murphy is stubborn as a mule and has the temper of one, too. Deciding to climb the reckless and troublesome mountain instead of the safe and calm path, it isn't a wonder as to why not many people tend to stay around him. Speaking of friends, he tends to cling to them like a cub to its mother. Although he may be rash and impulsive, he uses these traits to think quickly in the situation of danger. The route he might choose in such a situation most likely isn't the best one, but he will use his brute strength to protect those who can tolerate him if necessary. In other words, Murphy is very overprotective and tends to mother most as such. He can be commanding at times, and often drags others with him into dire situations. He finds it hilarious.

He isn't one to try and conform to society's standards. Murph may seem tough,— his tempered characteristics aid that appearance—  but in reality, he is a big softie that loves all things adorable. He is easily satisfied with life and his standards. The only thing he truly craves is a nice bunch of lemongrass and carefree adventure every once in a while.

Likes:
- Lemongrass. (Both the smell and the taste.)
- Scented candles
- Roaming his town
- Getting down and dirty
- People who can tolerate his yearning for adventure
- When his stomach hurts from laughter
- Knowing that he is emotionally healthy, despite his temper

Dislikes:
- Birthday cake scented candles
- Cake in general
- Milk chocolate (Dark chocolate ftw)
- Birthdays tbh (he will ruin all parties)
- Lashing out. He just can't help it.
- Being judged for his species and appearance (I mean, he has ram horns. People freak out.)

Skills:
- If this counts, he can make a mean meatloaf. It isn't like he would eat it, though.
- He isn't too great at precision, but he knows how to use a bow and arrow to some extent. And he is horribly afraid of doing so.
- He has wicked reflexes.

Other: Poor thing; he loves to eat plants, but he has a horribly black thumb. All of the dandelions growing in his yard are dead within a few days. His daisies are doing worse.

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(I hope this is okay ;u; I don't know which character I should take, either. Any suggestions on who would be good with this guy?)