《Magikind [Original]》Wontiferus’ Notes #1.5 – Wo’s Profile
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Wontiferus’ Notes #2 about myself #1.5 – Wo’s Profile
Hey! Wo back with another one of Gigi’s requests. He actually wanted me to do something on clothes but I can’t be asked so I’ll just steal one of his ideas and do some facts about me.
Name: Wontiferus Poxim
Date of Birth: 31st January 4845
Place of Birth: Eurasian MBP, Russia
Height: 7’ 9’’
Skin colour: Pale/Yellowish
Hair colour: White
Eye Colour: Black
Species: Utility medic type mage
Skills: I was bred with a certain type of bacteria surrounding me. They can eat almost anything. I use them to eat away at toxic or viral material that may have entered another person’s body. I can’t do normal healing though. It also allows me to have very good close combat skills (just let the bacteria eat my opponent. Easy win).
Too lazy to write more so keep this a secret from Gigi, readers (I’m starting to talk like Gigi now with this 4th wall breaking…I should stop before he changes me even more).
Gin’s Edit: Why do I even bother with him? He doesn’t even give a little detail of his past. Oh well, this is better than usual (been pestering him to do more notes for weeks). I’ll have to make him do a proper notes next time. For now, I think I’ll talk a bit about his relation to me.
Basically, he was my dad’s best friend. Apparently, he stumbled across the village by accident. My father found him and took him in. I think my father was around ten at the time while Wo was eighty but, due to the difference time has on manush versus mages, Wo would have looked around twenty in manush years.
They quickly grew to become close friends. Wo found all of our manush customs and technology weird but adapted quickly. He witnessed my parent’s marriage, my brother’s death and my birth. He was there for everything, even when the mages attacked our village. Despite the amount of bullying he did to me, he saved me on that day and got me enrol in the Eurasian army.
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I don’t know Wo’s past very well (what happened before he met my father or why he got me to enrol in the Eurasian army). However, I still admire him for his enthusiasm, his optimism. That’s not mentioning the fact that, when things got serious, he was always looking out for me.
So, I’ll let him off for doing a half-hearted attempt at a notes page for now. Sorry if this was just a waste of time, dear readers. I’ll make sure to get him to do something more informative next time!
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