02-01-2017, 10:14 PM
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Mettaton was everywhere; and after their 'hunt', he'd had a nice meal before wandering about the city as he often did. Running into Dexter again--and John, unfortunately--wasn't on purpose, but he was happy enough to do so. Today, his mood was bright and optimistic, so he merely disregarded the manservant in favor of waltzing up to see what they were all looking at.
It was a woman. She was quite attractive, really, with her dark lashes and her lustrous hair--very conventionally beautiful--and as Mettaton approached, he reasoned--there was nothing wrong with beauty being conventional, was there? He certainly was. Well. By some standards. Not by others. He waved a hand, nails tipped with purple, a bright grin emanating from his cheerful features. He was taller than everyone here, something he was used to and quite fond of. It made it easier to get attention. "Good morning, darlings! Who's this?" He blinked, pushing his hair behind his ear, and looked over to Dexter--just enough time to give him a playful wink, before frowning a little at John. "Actually, as far as doctors--your...mistress? Anyway, Sel could help patch that up. If she wanted to." He glanced back at the young woman, shrugging and looking a bit confused at all she had on the ground.
"That looks quite unpleasant, my dear. I'd be glad to help escort you to Sel--she might be less likely to make that wound worse if her friends ask." This comment was, quite obviously, a bit of a dig at John--but that was all. He wasn't here to get in a fight, but some things he couldn't help.
[spoiler=info  updated 1/25/17]
[size=8pt]GENERAL:
★ METTATON DARLING | METTA | afab male (gnc)
★ panromantic | pansexual
★ 24| oct/15 | real time
★ the badlands | headhunter
IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ cute
★ glam
★ has a stash of makeup
PHYSICAL:
★ human [10.15/main] | health: 90%
 6'3'' & 195 lbs; slender torso but muscled, great posture but narrow shoulders. Long, thick black hair that's wavy and shoulder length, often tucked behind an ear, rarely in a ponytail. Often covering up the eyepatch over his right eye. Blue eyes and generally wears black, accented with pink, purple, and blue.
 [i]major injuries: (missing an eye, affects peripheral vision and depth perception)
PERSONALITY:
- mettaton has a huge fear of being genuinely hated, not cared about, not being good enough. he is pretty good at masking this but he has anxiety.
- mettaton has black hair and blue eyes, he's caucasian. he has two studs above his eyebrow and he wears very dramatic clothing as well as wearing makeup quite frequently, as he has compiled a stash. He is about six feet, three inches tall, and is pretty average of weight. He has one eye and wears an eyepatch.
- Mettaton is extremely dramatic, flamboyant, and glamorous. He loves making a statement--of any kind. He's friendly, though quite self-centered, and likes to use pet names a lot--notably, calling people 'darling' quite often. He gets extremely enthusiastic about quite a lot, and thinks of himself as above most earthly things. Though he can seem shrewd and is certainly intelligent and creative, he can be quite idealistic, naive, and even gullible, easily manipulated. It can seem hard to shake his confidence, but he can be made an unwitting pawn of someone's game if they know how to play him.
RELATIONSHIPS:
★ single
★ npc x npc| generation 1
★ No Romantic Interest
★ No Sexual Interest
INTERACTION:
★ interacts with literally everyone he sees + quite friendly, even flirtatious
★ difficulty: 7/10 in battle | + strength, speed, agility | - stamina
★ tends to negotiate, but if he feels that's impossible, he likes to make the first move
★ attack in bold #D600BA
★ can powerplay nonviolent actions
★ all IC opinions
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[div style="background=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; font-size: 8pt; font-family:arial; text-transform:lowercase; text-align:justify; color: black;"]Mettaton was everywhere; and after their 'hunt', he'd had a nice meal before wandering about the city as he often did. Running into Dexter again--and John, unfortunately--wasn't on purpose, but he was happy enough to do so. Today, his mood was bright and optimistic, so he merely disregarded the manservant in favor of waltzing up to see what they were all looking at.
It was a woman. She was quite attractive, really, with her dark lashes and her lustrous hair--very conventionally beautiful--and as Mettaton approached, he reasoned--there was nothing wrong with beauty being conventional, was there? He certainly was. Well. By some standards. Not by others. He waved a hand, nails tipped with purple, a bright grin emanating from his cheerful features. He was taller than everyone here, something he was used to and quite fond of. It made it easier to get attention. "Good morning, darlings! Who's this?" He blinked, pushing his hair behind his ear, and looked over to Dexter--just enough time to give him a playful wink, before frowning a little at John. "Actually, as far as doctors--your...mistress? Anyway, Sel could help patch that up. If she wanted to." He glanced back at the young woman, shrugging and looking a bit confused at all she had on the ground.
"That looks quite unpleasant, my dear. I'd be glad to help escort you to Sel--she might be less likely to make that wound worse if her friends ask." This comment was, quite obviously, a bit of a dig at John--but that was all. He wasn't here to get in a fight, but some things he couldn't help.
[spoiler=info  updated 1/25/17]
[size=8pt]GENERAL:
★ METTATON DARLING | METTA | afab male (gnc)
★ panromantic | pansexual
★ 24| oct/15 | real time
★ the badlands | headhunter
IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ cute
★ glam
★ has a stash of makeup
PHYSICAL:
★ human [10.15/main] | health: 90%
 6'3'' & 195 lbs; slender torso but muscled, great posture but narrow shoulders. Long, thick black hair that's wavy and shoulder length, often tucked behind an ear, rarely in a ponytail. Often covering up the eyepatch over his right eye. Blue eyes and generally wears black, accented with pink, purple, and blue.
 [i]major injuries: (missing an eye, affects peripheral vision and depth perception)
PERSONALITY:
- mettaton has a huge fear of being genuinely hated, not cared about, not being good enough. he is pretty good at masking this but he has anxiety.
- mettaton has black hair and blue eyes, he's caucasian. he has two studs above his eyebrow and he wears very dramatic clothing as well as wearing makeup quite frequently, as he has compiled a stash. He is about six feet, three inches tall, and is pretty average of weight. He has one eye and wears an eyepatch.
- Mettaton is extremely dramatic, flamboyant, and glamorous. He loves making a statement--of any kind. He's friendly, though quite self-centered, and likes to use pet names a lot--notably, calling people 'darling' quite often. He gets extremely enthusiastic about quite a lot, and thinks of himself as above most earthly things. Though he can seem shrewd and is certainly intelligent and creative, he can be quite idealistic, naive, and even gullible, easily manipulated. It can seem hard to shake his confidence, but he can be made an unwitting pawn of someone's game if they know how to play him.
RELATIONSHIPS:
★ single
★ npc x npc| generation 1
★ No Romantic Interest
★ No Sexual Interest
INTERACTION:
★ interacts with literally everyone he sees + quite friendly, even flirtatious
★ difficulty: 7/10 in battle | + strength, speed, agility | - stamina
★ tends to negotiate, but if he feels that's impossible, he likes to make the first move
★ attack in bold #D600BA
★ can powerplay nonviolent actions
★ all IC opinions
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