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IDENTITY

Alias:Jaza_M, Spamlawrd to some....

Gender:Male

Age:12

Species:Spamlord....Only through blood..

Physical Attributes

I can not give away personal information of any kind....i will however give out the basics...

Height:161cms...

Mass:68-61 kilos...

All i can give you...

Clothing:I have bandages around my chest and i where short black pants.

Accessories:I have a thick sword, a little like Zabuzas'.

Personality:

Hard to get to know me.....

But once you do, you wont regret it.

Background

Occupation:Name says it all...

It doesnt have a image link thingy so i just made this link, Deets

IDENTITY:

Name: Dudeguy. reason behind this still unclear to even him..... born as Alex.
Age: Tween.
Gender: Male. Really.
Species/Race: Human, but sometimes that is questionable.

PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES:
No super-human ability, but is very stealthy and acrobatic (from years of gymnastics.)

Height: four foot ten. 4'10".
Weight: 80-85 pounds, depending on how many helpings of dinner.
Features:

* Dirty blond hair in summer months, brown in winter
* Tan
* Small feet for his age
* Forest Green eyes
* Blond body hair

PERSONAL EFFECTS:

Clothing: often seen with an Ace of Spade sweatshirt, with black Bermuda shorts. Dudeguy is not afraid to take off his shirt if he is over heating. For athletic wear: orange shorts with a white shirt. Dark-colored shoes with vibrant laces.

Accessories:

* Always has a pocket cylindrical flashlight with him.
* Has some sort of coupons or crumpled-up money in his pocket.
* Has a small dagger in his pocket in case of self-defense in the land of Armor Games.

TRAITS:

Personality: Can be laid back and non-caring at some times, but most of times energetic and kind if treated the same way. Friends think him to be funny. Does not fight unless really needs to. Can bring up things that are really neither here nor there. Extremely smart for a blond, and can think logically.

Likes: Food. A good laugh, fun games (actual physical), recent events (gossip or not), the part after a 5k, has a soft spot for animals (particularly phonexies),and dudeguy likes feeling smart.

Dislikes: People who try to be someone they are not, people who can't except one another, and people who's driving ignorance gets in the way of your driving. Dudeguy does not like country even though Also, he does not like being rushed.

Note:

* Dudeguy is a carnivore, and nobody can ever make him change.

BACKROUND:

Occupation: trying to make the world just a little more funnier.
Hobbies: Specializes in animal care, (A.K.A. cleaning up after animals.) Plays clarinet, taking a go a drawing. Gymnastics, long-distance runner, chicken and explosives expert.
Housing: Somewhere close to the AG castle, and he yearns to be in it one day.
Background: Dudeguy came to the land of Armor Games from the faraway land of Addicting Games. Dudeguy came to AG looking for kindness, and a place to discuss. Starting as an unknowing farmer, and he did not even know of the community for a long while. But AG has taught him how to be profound, and has lead him on many exciting endeavors, like this one.

Thats the html way to do it dude

IDENTITY

Alias:Gametesta a name he adopted after the tragic day.
Gender:Male
Age:29
Species:Winged Man

Physical Attributes

Gametesta is a winged man with a black face, red eyes, black and blond hair, and pointy hands.
Height: 5 Feet 9 inches
Mass: 183 pounds
Build:Strong and athletic.
Features:
*Long Black and Blond hair
*Bloodstained red eyes
*Sharp steel swords for hands
*Griffin wings coming out of his shoulders

Personal Effects

Clothing: He wears long black t-shirt with two holes in the shoulders and stunning yellow pants.
Accessories:
*1 Magic necklace he wear under his shirt


Character

Personality: Gametesta is an unforgiving person. He will do whatever he can get what he wants. And what he wants most is revenge.:O
Likes:Food,Family guy, Axe body spray, Fluffy bunnies, Traveling
Dislikes:Sports Balls,his old job,Anything he can't have, Magic.
*Notes:
*Gametesta's Swords/hands can transform into ballpoint pens.
*Gametesta's necklace allows him to have magic blue aroua around to protect him but only for a few seconds.
*Gametesta cuts holes in the area of his shirt so his wings can get through.
*Gametesta can turn his swords into ballpoint pens, because of his magic necklace.
*The pens Gametesta uses get their from the blood of anything and everything he has killed.
*Gametesta can not take his necklace off, 1. because it is binded to his neck. 2. He has freaking swords for hands, how is he going to take it off?
*Gametesta necklace can protect, but it's also a curse, forcing to stay in this terrible place.

Background

Occupation: He has none after the transformation. Before he worked at a factory the makes tag body spray for sicks cats.
Hobbies: Gametesta enjoys bicycling and shopping.
Accommodation: When he's not traveling the world, a large abandoned warehouse on the outskirts Denver Colorado.

Back story: Alec was walking home from his job when he took a wrong turn and ended up at a dead end and was confronted by a big industrial warehouse. A man in a long purple robe walked out. He told Alec to come inside so he did. But when he inside he was hit on the back of head with a piece of wood..........................................
He awoke several hours later with no idea of who he was. Only the man in the purple robe. He got to his feet. It was dark. He was in a cave. He walked through cave and suddenly noticed his hands were swords. He also noticed an ache in his shoulders. He emerged from the cave into a bright flat meadow. He still felt the in his shoulders and and he was then suspended in the air. Scared out of his life he stopped. The shock must have made something happen because then suddenly, the was a blue aruoa around him, but just as quick as it came it disappeared. He noticed he a necklace on he wasn't wearing before. His hands turn into ballpoint pens, that seemed not to have any ink in them. He used them do look at it. On the back it said: Gametesta. He assumed this was his name.
He walked around he meadow to be again confronted by man in a purple robe and said this: "You are my Gametesta, you will be forced to play my games until i release you." He waved he have and everything thing turned into a battlefield. Bullets flying everywhere. This was his first game to test. So now Gametesta tests games at the hand of his master waiting to be rescued.

Property of Gametesta

Sorry in advance for any weird symbols I missed.

Image: Not likely.

Identity:

Name: Leon McAcid. There's a funny story behind that name, but this is not the place or the time.

Age: 27

Date of Birth: June 22.

Gender: Male.

Species: Spotted Gnoll.
Physical attributes / Description.
Height: 7' 3''

Weight: I don't know... 200 lbs? 250?

Build: Scrawny punk.

Description: Leon's fur is light brown with irregular dark spots. His hands are human-ish but his feet are those of a hyena. His eyes are yellow. He's kinda scrawny. His left foot is gray rather than brown with a strip and no spots. Careful study can show that this foot is not that of a male spotted gnoll but a female striped gnoll. (There's a funny story there. It is sure to involve mad wizards.)

Clothing: Brown (darker than fur) leather armor. More importantly, A dark green... cape? Yeah, cape's the word. Maybe cloak, I don't know. Anyway, it's dark green and has a hood.

Equipment:
A longbow made of white ash.
A quiver.
50 normal arrows.
10 cold iron tipped arrows.
10 silver tipped arrows.
A flail. (That's a stick with a spiky ball of doom attached via length of chain.)
A wooden box about a foot wide that can be folded out into a canoe or sailing boat.
A hunting knife.
A pouch of jewelry â" never miss a sale!
A dicebag.

Personality:
Personality: Leon comes across as a mere merchant when on business. He chats with customers if he must, but he he prefers conversation to be more one-side â" him talking to anyone who will listen. Outside of work, he's a little different. Leon can seem violent, selfish and petty. In reality, he is violent, selfish and petty. Leon is normally pretty chill (though often greedy or cruel), but the slightest hint of violence can set his blood lust into overdrive. This, coupled with his belief that most or all problems can be solved with murder, can make Leon seem something like a sociopath. This assessment is accurate. Despite this, Leon could be considered a "good guy". He is capable of goodness and compassion, but sloth and avarice come first.

Occupation:
Job(s): Leon is jewelry merchant. He also occasionally hunts to feed himself or to sell the meat when food is scarce.

Backstory: Leon owns a jewelry shop. His father owned the jewelry shop, his father's father owned it. Before that, the shop was owned by some poor human sap who was killed and likely eaten when the village was captured by gnolls. Currently, Leon adventures with Edward (whom he met through a plot hole) for poorly explained reasons to meet poorly explained goals.

Sub-Character: (Yeah, it's a team.)
Name: N/A
Age: Unknown
Gender: After much study, Leon has determined that he is Male.
Species: Spotted Hyena.
Length: 4' 2''
Weight: 103 lbs.
Description: A hyena.
Personality: Friendly, obedient.
Occupation: Leon's current animal companion.
Backstory: As you may have have guessed, Leon doesn't care much for his hyena. He loved his first hyena, but then it was impaled on a giant spike trap; it died instantly. At that moment Leon said: "Stick a fork in 'im, he's done."
Leon summoned up a new hyena, which he intended to befriend. Within twelve hours, it was killed by a hydra.
Hyena # 3 was ripped to shreds by the undead.
Hyena 4, done in by golems.
Hyena 5, ironically killed by PETA.
6, blown up.
7, eaten.
8, shot by Nazis.
Needless to say, Leon stopped caring about his pets.

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So yeah, this abomination is what I'll be playing in the WoM.

Original sketch, done by Strop.

Name:
Cholokid
Physical Attributes:
Height: 1 foot tall
Weight: 40 pounds
Age: 15 years
Clothing: Wears a hat, and has a mustache, Occasional sombrero by request but tends to reject that.
Personality:
-Typical Mexican gangster attitude
-Has a knack for finding cheese, however he tends to digress it, for he hates cheese.
-Loves his faithful companion George the duck
-The most El Cholo does when angry is make a snappy comment(but messes up words do to many typos), unless severely provoked
Accessories:
-A piece of cheese in a bag, which is very rotten, he keeps it because his grandfather gave it to him as El Cholo left home, and uses it as a weapon when needed.
-Sombrero with the map of Armor Games which he found after falling from Not-Dopplerville.
-Nose plug for when bag of cheese is open (a spare for George as well)
-A banjo which he plays incredibly well, mystical some say. However no one likes the banjo.
Background:
Born to a poor family in northern Mexico, Cholokid found a companion, whom shares the same ugly disorder. From the moment they met they were friends. Cholokid joined George on Georges quest to travel the world, leaving home at the age of 10, for no fully known reason but to get revenge on some emo dude. They never met the emo wizard guy but they did have some crazy adventures. He learned to support himself and those around him. Though he has some achievements, they are in secret to avoid attention. He hears all and sees all, for he is a mouse and is stealthy. Hear a shifting of leaves? That is his faithful companion.
Extras:
-Has been in the lands of Armor Games for many- a year, thus allowing him to know how to deal with certain situations while keeping a low profile.
-Found the lands of Armor Games after George lost balance, fell into a fast flowing river that he could not out power, and so they floated rapidly on this river too the outskirts of a ghost town, in which the view held the mystical city/thing of AG. Thus he and George traveled there.
-From the knowledge of the laws of AG, he manages to find loopholes and gets away with things that could be potentially very bad

End Note:
He is basically just a mouse with a mustache riding a duck

The Bullman doesn't give out his name or age and goes by the epithet "The Bullman".

Epithet: The Bullman
Age: Unknown

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Species: Bullman
Height: 9' 5" (claims to be 9' 6&quot
Weight: 1000 lbs (approximately)
Eye Color: Brown
Fur Color: Red, darker and shaggier from the shoulders up
Horn: 6"
Other: Has two fingers and a thumb on each hand with black hoof-like nails.
-Has cloven hooves for feet
-Has a 5" copper nose ring, always polished
-Has a straw panama hat he wears on sunny days
-Wears a leather belt holster that can hold a rubber ducky
-(Wears a loincloth that matches his fur)
-Has a muscular build but not especially muscular
-Has a magic rubber ducky water cannon (approx. H:3" W:2" D:4&quot he keeps on his left side

The Bullman is an anthropomorphic Beefalo that is more bull than man and attributes his large stature to grass. He believes he is part Red Angus due to his resemblance to Red Angus (though most Red Angus don't have horns).

PERSONALITY

Likes: Helping people, triumphing over evil, his stature, acclamations (from helping people or just ego stroking), dairy cows, anyone capable of fighting
Dislikes: Horses, anyone he views as evil, apologizing, talking about his shiny nose ring, grains (they give him gas), anyone bigger than him
Motto: Help those in need.
Mannerisms: Rests his hand-hoof on the rubber ducky when he feels threatened or ready for action, rubs his nose ring and looks at his own reflection in it when he is extremely bored with nowhere to go and nothing to do, inspects his hat by turning it around in his hand-hooves when he is embarrassed, stands tall with his chest out when he is proud or trying to impress

The Bullman is good-humored but does not have a good sense of humor. He is eager for action and defeating evil. While he often rests his hand-hoof on his rubber ducky and uses it to threaten enemies, he relies more on his size to intimidate. He sees himself as one of the greatest heroes in all of Armor Games and is always on the lookout for someone to help because that is what heroes do. He usually believes the first side he hears in a disagreement but is easily swayed arguments that sound convincing. He'll justify his actions as he sees fit but would rather run than admit to wrongdoing (because heroes are never wrong and they never get in trouble). Even though he follows his own rules, he respects authority.

BACKGROUND

Since he was young, the Bullman wanted to be the best Armor Games had ever seen. The Bullman's dislike of horses stems from several unfavorable encounters with horses through the adventures in his youth with his childhood friend Stallion Man (=/= Strop), although he is not likely to admit to such (because heroes never make mistakes). His adventure stories stop shortly after the discovery of the rubber ducky he carries around, but he won't tell where he got it. Before the rubber ducky, he favored pole weapons he could swing around. Since the rubber ducky, he doesn't keep a pole weapon about him and has rarely used one. He took to helping people because that's what heroes do.

Name: flipper
age: 3
Gender: Male
species: Penguin
Height: 3 feet
Weight: 50 pounds
Build: Plump.

Charecteristics.
*Is actually blue, instead of the common black penguin.
*always wears a red helmet on his head, with the starps unbuckled.
*Has one big white circle on his belly
*has yellow feet
*His beak is yellow with a white strip

Abilitys:

Is rather slow while running, and is pretty weak, due to the fact that he has flippers. He can slide on his belly at failry high speeds though. He Wuvs fish, and has a great ablillity for smelling it out, and has to go get some. He lets his tummy think for him.

can skate board, (rides a black and silver plan B) though he uselly makes his butterfly friend carry it.


Personallity:

Flipper is very laid back, and hard to anger. He likes relaxing, and sleeping. His favorite times of the day are the times were there is fish around. (he wuvs fish)

He is a shy little penguin, and is hard to make firneds with, but once you do, he is a very loyall and devoted frined.

His companion!!!!!!

Name: Snelly
Age: 4
gender: female
Species: Butterfly (unkown kind)
Height: 1 foot. (from foot to head)
Weight: 20 pounds
length: 2 feet
Wing span, 3 feet

Charecteristics:

*wings are blue, purple, and pink, in all diffrent shades.
*has only one antena on Her head.
*shiny substance falls from it's wings when they flap.


Ablititys:
Can easily carry flipper on her back.
can sleep while in the air if need be
powder that falls of her wings can put people to sleep if they breath it in to long.
can swim under water

Personallity:

Snelly is a very nice little (or giant) butterfly. She loves tlaking, and really never shuts up. She enjoys to spend time with people, and loves makeing new frineds. She is rather forgetfull though, and will often ask the same thing more then once.

Background.

Skipper:

He was born as any othr little penguin down in the cold of antartica. There, his father sat on the ice with the little egg between his feet. That's when it happened. The ice on which his father was sitting broke off from the rest and started driffting away. Now the dad knew, that if he left the egg it would die, and if he didn't go back, he would die.

He chose his own life, and jumped into the water leaving the little egg there. The small egg floated up into the warmer ocean, and the ice he was on melted. Luckily, his egg floated. He was carried to south america, were he popped out of his shell next to a rather funny looking nest.

He was still small, and was very hungry. So he wandered right into the nest, and sat down. He waited for about 20 minutes, when a big butterfly came down.

"Awww, hey there little guy! Well that's silly, your a birdie! Why did I call you guy! ahahahha" Snelly said stupidly to her self.

"I'm hungry.....and do you know were i am? I can't find my daddy!"

"Hungry, well I think ihave some bug in here....."

"I wants fish! I wuv them!"

And so it went. Snelly rasied the small little penguin, and they have been together since.

Picture. See page 51 of the WoM page.

Alias: Jess. Not Jezz. Jess
Nicknames: Jess. Jezz. Jessi. Jessabell. Jessibell. Bella. Jessica. Any other variations of her name...
Age: Approaching 208. (Technically she's 612, including the first and second generation)
Sex/Gender: Female
Species: Phoenix. 3rd generation.

Height: 4"2 (126cm)
Mass: 26kg
Build: Slim.. Lean... Just a general bird shape.

Features:
* Bright orange and scarlet feathers
* Golden plumage
* Deep blue sparkling eyes
* A few scars here and there on her body, nothing serious.

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Clothing: Well none really. Jess doesn't need any clothing as it would probably look ridiculous on her. Although, she does occasionally tie a small union jack around her left ankle because she is somewhat patriotic. Not in a sacrificial sense, she just loves Britain. She can also use the flag to tie important documents and small items to her person so she doesn't forget them. The material often burns up under the constant heat so she only wears one when she can find one.

Personality: Likes to think she's extremely nice. She cares a lot for others. Sometimes she gets in too deep and feels responsible for their emotional happiness. She's far too sensitive, her emotions always take control and she can get rather paranoid at times. She's intellectual to some extent but she doesn't over-do it. However she does have a bad side. She can get irritable quickly and she has little patience. If theres someone she likes, she'll listen to them, but otherwise, she gets bored. Phoenixes are rather secretive by nature and they like to be free. They prefer not to be tied into an agreement so they'll be tricky to trust.

Likes: to heal. As you know, her tears have special properties that can heal any wounds, be they grazes, bites, burns, deep cuts, and possibly even fatal wounds. She loves to write, sing and cook (although, she never said she was good at cooking).

Dislikes: Miserable, untrustworthy peasants who jump to conclusions and assume they know it all, anyone who picks a fight for no real reason.

Fears: She has a fear of bugs. Horrible crawling insects. She also has a fear or large bodies of water. Getting too wet is rather dangerous for her and alot of the animals lurking in water like to eat birds. She'd rather steer clear of their black fins, churning bodies and steely jaws.

Notes/Traits:
*Random fact: She is left-handed. Well.. left-winged. When she writes in ink, she manages to smudge the page.
* Jess is technically a scavenger. Phoenixes steal meat from other animals for their food, which isn't difficult seeing as they are to animals as mermaids are to sailors. Amazing.

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Occupation: She has no job. She has no need of a job. She loves to write and heal, but she doesn't make profit.

Hobbies: Striking up conversation with passers-by - stealing information, writing, telling stories, singing, scouting (surveying land).

Accomodation: She lived in the East of Britain during her first generation but she wanted a change of scenery as she got older. She now resides in the Armorlands and has lived here for almost 409 years.

Backstory: Two millennium ago, when the Normans invade the place we now call Britain, they scattered the native Celts and British, who fled to Cornwall, Wales, and East Anglia. These had been the most unexplored areas of the island, home to many magical beasts and creatures. Some are vicious, some are harmless. The Brood, a flock of phoenixes resided in East Anglia, shielded in the dense lush forests, away from human contact. For generations, they lived there and forged a community. Magical wards were cast across their homeland, so trespassers would not be able to trouble their abode.

Phoenixes are long lived; six centuries are but a mere beginning. They are reborn again and again, from the ashes. Jess is what we would call a teenager. At the end of every millennium, during Midsummerâs Day, the magic of the land is the strongest in East Anglia, the raw wild power coursing through the soil of Mother Nature. When the clock strikes midnight, when the magic is at a peak, it would burst forth into the sky, a brilliant display of lights and sparks. The phoenixes refer to this rare occurrence as Silangird or âSacred Blessingâ in the tongue of Phoenixes. At such time, magical portals would open across Britain, leading it is said to outer worlds, to places never before seen. Jess had always wanted so badly to see the Silangird, and when it occurred in 1500AD, she was to say the least delighted. And imagine her almost hysterical happiness, when a portal opened right in the middle of the forest. Always the adventurous and outgoing one, without hesitation, she flew into it, to seek her destiny and to explore a whole new worldâ¦.

And that is how she came to the Armorlands. For days she flew to and fro the place, exploring, seeing new sights and smelling intoxicating scents, happy and carefree as can be.

She met Nichodemus almost by accident. It rained heavily one night, something she forgot about in her spell of dizziness. Of course she got wet and cold. Not to mention hungry. So you canât blame her for flying straight into the roaring log-fire that Nichodemus was roasting his caught-duck on to warm herself.
Once he recovered from his initial shock, gave her some duck (that was unfortunately burnt) and asked his guards to back off, he started to question her. Who are you? What are you? Where are you heading?
And so, they set off to Armor City together, to enter the town for the challenge of the land.


This is Jess. Ignore the girl in the top right; no-one knows about her, nor will anyone ever know about her, unless Jess loses her head and lets slip she has a-

Also another picture is on page 63 of the WoM thread.

Name: Pazx
>
> Attributes/important information: Carries a Kunai knife, and is rather
> good with it (only used for self defence and cutting ropes (people leave
> their ropes around)). Angering her greatly or harming her greatly will
> cause her eyes to turn red and become amazingly dextrous agile resiliant
> and strong. Can be called Pazx but will prefer to be called Mary.
>
> Physical Attributes: Eleven year old girl. Do I really need to go
> weigh/mesure myself? Not fat. Not tall. Not short. Flexible (yay for
> gymnatics and dance)
>
> Clothing/appearance: I R too lazy to draw, Jeans, creamy coloured Hoodie, scar on left leg, hazel eyes, brown hair usually pushed back or in messy ponytail, slightly pointed nose and ears.
>
> Personality: Usually loud. Slightly show-offy. Easily distracted. Likes
> animals (to the point of cuddling up to strange ones). Quick to anger.
>
> Background/random info: Has three brothers, one sister, a mother, father,
> stepdad, stepbrother and stepsister. Has had the anger ability since she
> was born. Received the Kunai knife from Pierce when they were still
> looking at martial arts as a sport. (true story there)
>
> Reason to enter WoM: "Mary didn't think she would win. She didn't want
> to
> either, but she knew there would be many people and difficult challenges
> in the WoM. She was up to all challenges, but there was another reason to
> enter. She wanted to impress someone... Meep.â"

GIMP ttly died on me, so no pic.

nor will anyone ever know about her

Changing mine.



Name: Kipdon (Duncan)
Height: 5'7
Weight: 137 lbs.
Age: 13 years old
Clothing: Usually wears armor with slits in the back.
Personality: Rarely happy, quick to anger
Background: He was born on the top of a mountain. When he was brought back to the village his parents came from, the children shunned him. Eventually, as he grew older, he became interested in dragons and other creatures. He set out to find one of the creatures. After a long journey, he met a dragon named Surutcra. The dragon knew why Kipdon had sojourned there, Kipdon was killed by the dragon. An adventurer passed by and vanquished the dragon, he noticed Kipdon's body and used some of the dragon's blood to revive him. That is how Kipdon became half-dragon.


Yes, the wings and eyes glow. The picture is supposed to be in a dark alley and I'm bad at drawing.

Since Klaushouse is in Germany and has limited internet functionality, I am posting his sheet for him. I'm also taking the liberty of inserting a few details about him without his permission just to annoy him, and no, you won't be able to tell which details they are >:3

Klaus the Bear.

The inspirational image for this character comes from the armatar that Klaushouse uses:



However, based on an image of his own making, I (strop) have interpreted his character and redrawn him as such:



Some jokes have been made about his possible resemblance/relation to a rather infamous 4chan celebrity whose name I cannot mention here, but as of yet no real facts have been established. Anyway...

IDENTITY:

Alias: Klaus. Sometimes Klaus the Bear. Just to emphasise that Klaus is a Bear.
Age: I don't know how to translate into bear years so don't bother asking.
Sex/Gender: Male
Species: Klaus. Is. A. Friggin. Bear.

PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES:

As mentioned previously, Klaus is a bear. A big brown bear.

Height: Somewhere around 8 feet at full stretch.
Mass: Somewhere around the 500 pound mark. Possibly more.
Build: Bear-like.
Features:
Defining attribute- he is a bear.
Under that thick shaggy fur, he has a scar on his right arm; he almost always comes up with a new ridiculous story on how he got it.

PERSONAL EFFECTS:

Clothing: Being a bear, Klaus does not see the need to wear clothes.
Accessories:
Being a self-sufficient bear, Klaus has no need for accessories.

CHARACTER:

Personality: Often misinformed, and is highly cynical and sarcastic about most things. Has a million ideas a minute and talks even faster. Persuasive through the power of sheer verbiage. Mischievous to the extreme, and while good friends with many of the moderators, they frequently find themselves having to use him as an example of how not to behave in the city of ArmorGames, mainly when he strays into 4chan-like behaviour, most of which is inappropriate.
Likes: Food. Will kill/die/combination of the two for food. Especially bananas. I don't think you want to know why. Sometimes appears emotional about food, for reasons made apparent later. Also likes breaking into Strop's tower, dirty jokes, pushing boundaries and appearing sexually ambiguous.
Dislikes: Posers, whiners, having emotional outbursts while eating, chipped claws (from breaking into Strop's tower), creatures that are bigger than him.
Notes:
Klaus wrote his portion of this sheet while taking a dump. I thought you guys might like to know that, because HE WAS THE ONE WHO TOLD ME D:<

BACKGROUND:

Occupation: Self-employed, self-professed champion of the Freemarket (Support and Suggestions). However he took a sabattical to travel the world and level up his mojo.
Hobbies: Sleeping, eating, blasting the folk of AG for shoddy product workmanship, suggesting grand sweeping reforms that can't possibly be achieved. And breaking into Strop's tower to complain about it.
Accomodation: A bear isn't quite the same as a gorilla but since he's still 500lbs, he sleeps wherever he pleases.
Backstory: When Klaus was a cub, his parents "did a Dilbert's dad" on him i.e. abandoned him while they went to stuff their faces. Which explains a significant proportion of his behaviour. In fact, it just about explains everything. One might even speculate that Klaus' loud and shocking behaviour is the result of a deep-seated loneliness, that came from a gap left by his absent parents that was never quite filled.

Klaus may harm me greatly when he sees this. But by then it'll be far too late, bwaaahahahahahahaha~