"Where am I?"

Player: Funguloid

Character Name: Dezil Amuart

Age: 19

Sex: Male

Species: Egyptian Leaf-Nosed Bat/Vampire Bat mix

Height/Weight: 5'9" (6'2" with ears) 145lbs

Social Status: Outer Class

Physical Description: A thin, scruffy-looking, ferociously mellow cheroptera with a loaded gun and sweet tooth for booze. From top to bottom he's covered in a solid cool gray pelt of soft fur, with a sleek blown-back appearance. He's almost always found with a calm, though sometimes dazed look on his face from chasing away his past one drink at a time. Though he looks slender and befuddled, this appearance is a deceptive one - He actually packs a good deal of physical strength and agility in an acrobatic sense, but lacks the endurance of a true athlete. His facial features could be described as soft - high cheek bones, gradual curves, with maybe a few lines around his eyes. His cheeks are smooth and his muzzle has a round appearance to it, slightly raised in the front to make room for his large vampire canine teeth. His immense, perky ears stand slightly back from his head, always perked and perceptive.

He has little patches of fur running down from his temples that resemble sideburns. Another notable feature of him are his wings, which attach to his underarms and ribs and join with his hands - only 2 fingers and his thumb are capable of being used as a hand, while the remaining 2 fingers form the structure of his powerful wings. His arms are a bit larger than a normal creature's, at least for his size. His fingertips reach well past his mid thigh, and the shapely muscle structure of each arm is highly advanced. His hands are rather immense for his size as well.

Due to his slightly odd anatomy, he has to have specialized sleeves on all of his clothing, which open along the underarm, contain rings along the fabric to help the sleeve keep its shape, and usually have a small loop at the end of the sleeve that's held between his grasping hand and wing fingers so the sleeve actually stays put (If not, he can sometimes tuck his wings inside the sleeves of larger clothing). He's usually found wearing rather thick coats, always with large hoods sown onto them to cover his ears in the cold. He's almost always seen with a bottle of some sort of alcohol in his hand, and a dazed look to his intelligent eyes. With his coat open, it's easy to see a small strap across his chest, quite obviously a holster for a firearm.

Background: Dezil was born in a shoddy apartment in the Midcity of Einheit. He had two other siblings, a brother and sister, but his sister died at a young age from pneumonia. His father was a biologist, despite the utter lack of plant and wild life in the Midcity. He grew and bred specialized mushrooms in the attic of their apartment to get by, selling them as food, drug, and medical products. He also managed to develop a fermentation technique that turns mushrooms into a rather potent alcohol. Dezil spent most of his time inside the apartment complex where it was safe, exploiting his natural curiosity to learn all he could about what was around him. His father was always impressed with his intelligence. Most days, he and his older brother Dezit just walked or flew along the partially ruined building tops most people had no access to, exploring the meandering labyrinth of corridors and flickering lights, discovering what the world had to offer - and of course running away from Nufu-munching drug addicts who dwell there like zombies.

Dezil learned the trade of his father while he could, always interesting in honing his intellectual skills, while his brother was more interested in focusing his physical ability. They made a good living up until Dezil was 16. His father was selling a rare breed of his hallucinogenic mushrooms on the streets, and was shot to death for the product. He and his mother did their best to carry on the family business upon his death, but after a few fumbles, lost a lot of business on people who simply didn't trust the product any more. His mother died nearly a year later, mostly just from the heartbreak of losing a husband and way of life. His brother was 20 then, and left the struggle of the midcity for the upper class, despite a few disagreements with Dezil, who didn't trust Ministry rule. Dezil never saw him again. Stranded without a family at the age of 17, the landlord of his apartment complex gave him a few days to leave. Dezil moved all of his father's equipment to some new, free housing high in a derelict skyscraper - a space far above the city streets, situated behind a large ancient spotlight, the entrance hidden out of sight behind its rays.

Presently he scrapes a meager living now selling his father's alcohol recipe to a few select buyers around the Midcity. His charm and intelligence are his main tools, but he keeps a revolver under his coat that once belonged to his dad, with Dezil's name now engraved in the handle.

Personality: Dezil always carries an air of acceptance about him, and an unlimited potential to learn. His calm attitude and jovial nature make him easily approachable, and though life can be rough, he never seems to let it get to him. He's more likely to use his tongue than his gun. The loss of his family sometimes brings his mood low, which is what drove him to drink in the first place, but he always has a little more alcohol on hand to satisfy his addiction. When drinking, he's somewhat amorous, loopy, and seemingly oblivious, but he can function normally if he focuses - certainly not an angry type of drunkard. When he isn't drunk, he's always alert, always learning. His high intellect keeps him busy pondering and exploring, trying to fill the void in his lack of education. He carries an extreme distaste for the Ministry due to his political ideals, and loss of his brother to the Uniclass.

Weapons/Equipment:

-A home-brewed brand of alcohol that is easily identified by a misty, bubbly smoke that fizzes and flows from it. It's extremely potent.
-His father's 6-shot .45 revolver, with "Dezil Amuart" carved into the handle. It has a slightly elegant punch guard built into the handle.
-Flask.

Misc: He has, or can breed, mushrooms that have a vast variety of uses, that he keeps and grows in little glass and metal cabinets set inside some old medical shelves within the wall he lives, growing them mostly in thawed dirt and trash.

He has remarkable potential to learn, and can quickly pick up skills.