Post by Fix-It Felix, Jr. on Jul 31, 2013 0:32:13 GMT
Name: Fix-It Felix, Jr.
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Hero or Villain?: Hero
Canon or OC?: Canon
Personality: Felix is always smiling and happy to help those who are in need. Even if they aren't in need, he may just help for the sake of helping. A good-guy through and through, he's always happy to lend a helping hand. He'll try his best to make sure everyone's happy (even when it may not be practical).
Appearance: The first thing people may notice about Felix is his height. Or rather, his lack-thereof. He is incredibly short, coming up only to about his wife's (Tamora Calhoun) hip. He has a round, boyish face, brown hair, blue eyes and fair skin. He's also never seen without his signature blue baseball cap (which sports the initials "FF" on the front), his collared work-shirt, blue jeans, work boots and tool-belt. Though normally in possession of a golden hammer that hangs from it, it has vanished since being transported to his new location.
Brief History: For years, Felix had been content fixing the apartments of Niceland for his friends, the Nicelanders, with the help of his magic golden hammer. A tool that was passed down to him from his father. The tool was special, in that it had the ability to fix anything and everything it touched, and restore it to its original condition.
It was his job to fix the Niceland apartments every time Ralph - the large, and previously misunderstood - man trudged onto the scene, attempting to bring down the building with his bare fists in order to reclaim his land (which the apartment was built over). Ralph, in a quest to seek much-needed respect, left their home and traveled elsewhere, and Felix followed after him in a need to bring him back. On that trip he met Sgt. Tamora Jean Calhoun, who would become his wife.
Ralph was returned home, and Felix learned a lot about treating people with equal respect. Even those who seem as though they may not want it at first.
Everything was perfect for a long while. Until Felix was transported to a strange area...
Sample Post: Felix blinked his eyes open and pushed himself into a sitting position. At first, nothing seemed too out of the ordinary. Until it registered in his mind that it was far too hot... at least, for the normally comfortable weather conditions of Niceland. Squeezing his eyes shut momentarily and looking around once more, he came to the frightening realization that he wasn't in Niceland. Where he was, he had no idea.
More than a little perturbed, he pushed himself to his feet and scratched the hair under his hat in confusion. His hand fell to his toolbelt, reaching for the golden hammer that was always at his side and acted as a security blanket of sorts in stressful situations. But his fingers grasped at empty air. His stomach dropped, and he looked down to his side to see that his beloved tool was nowhere in sight.
Panicked, he glanced around the area, hoping that it had just fallen out of his belt. But that didn't seem to be the case. He couldn't see it anywhere.
"Hello?" he called, listening for somebody - anybody - that could provide some answers. "Is anybody there?" No answer. After a moment, he hesitantly walked forwards. He wasn't going to get any answers just standing around.