Name: Kalix R. Onoro

Gender: Male

Age: 27

Species: Mortal

Eye Color: Blue/Grey

Hair Color: Shaggy Brown

Skin Color: White...ish.

Height: 5'11''

Weight: 190

Build: Wiry at the moment. He doesn't eat very well, since his diet comes from a dumpster, but that hasn't stopped his beer belly from growing; but if you ask him, depression makes him fat, not alcohol. He has wide shoulders and his legs are still thick. Unfortunately, his arms have already started to deteriorate from lack of decent dieting.

Wings: Hobo Wings of Hope +2... but not really.

Place of Birth: Outside Demaitre in a small, backwater town where everyone knew each other.


Appearance: He looks rather young for his age, when he's cleaned up. Kalix has light brown hair, light eyes that change from blue to grey (usually the latter), and a perminate disgrunted look has been chiseled on his face. Currently has a face full of hair from not shaving for quite a while (and when he does, it's usually with a sharp object he happens upon by chance in a back alley). He still has all his teeth, but that will surely change if he keeps up with his current lifestyle. All he currently owns to wear is a worn black hoodie with frayed cuffs and holes in random places, a now-yellowed white undershirt, and a pair of blue jeans with terribly frayed bottoms and small holes dotting the knees.

History: Kalix was suprisingly raised in a loving enviroment. He had a family that included a loving mother, supporting father, and two siblings: an older brother and a younger sister. He got along with his family for the most part, but his brother left for college early on as a young intellectual. His sister was rarely home, always out with friends and dating the bad boys. Kalix was often stuck at home helping his parents around the house, though never having a real job; he made few friends at the local public school. Due to the lack of female attention (and what attention he got was negitive), he slowly began a self-loathing, as well as negitive feelings for humanity. He later went into the teen goth phase, but soon grew out of the outward appearance and decided to work on himself instead of hating others for their shortcomings. For the next few years, he payed attention in school, read into history, looked into the arts, and tried to sever himself from his peers by making himself simply well-informed.

After his 20th birthday, his parents decided to move into the big city of Demaitre because his dad got a promotion to a corprate office. It wasn't even a year before his father was robbed and killed right outside Kalix's front door. This sent Kalix and his mother into a depression that lasted a couple years until his mother simply gave up and killed herself. Having no siblings to turn to anymore (his sister ran off with a baby in her belly before she was even 18, and his brother refused to acknowledge Kalix's existance), Kalix made a poor attempt at finding his own apartment and job in the big city. It didn't take long for him to get booted out of his room after losing his 6th job. Kalix's story picks up (atleast, is picked up by me, here) a few years later while he's living on the streets as a hobo with the clothes on his back and a metal pipe he "found" on the side of a building that he uses to protect what little he still owns (like the right corner of the dumpster in his usual alley).

Side Note: Kalix and his brother never truely got along. Kalix was more on common knowledge and understanding while his brother was more on the facts, books, and numbers game. Since the world runs around numbers nowadays, Kalix's brother quickly became the more important of the two in their household and always looked down on Kalix. When their parents died, Kalix's brother blamed everything on Kalix and his skewed views.

Other Info (as if it wasn't boring enough already, hm?): Kalix is an angry hobo. He likes pestering people on the street, throwing soda cans at cars and running off, and tackling other hobos for rights to the dumpster he lives at. He still likes the classy architecture of churches and tombstones, which might seem odd to other people since he's probably hacking up a loogey to spit on some grave on the way out (but he does often visit them at night). He's a confused fellow that really only wants acceptance. He also carries around a short metal pole that he hides (usually unsuccessfully) under his worn hoodie on his back.

You know I really want to approve this simply because we don't get many hobos and that's awesome about your character, but there are a few things that I want you to go over, first is your appearance.

It does a good job of letting us get an idea of Kalix, but how about some vital stats, like height, weight, and build. Is he eating well as a hobo? Or well which is probably more likely, is he malnourished and wiry?

Secondly, could you throw in just a bit more in his history, like why he and his brother are estranged and maybe just a bit more about Kalix's reaction to his family.

Other than that, your profile is decidely interesting and after those small touches will be approved.

I updated. I'm sorry the thing with his brother is in the seperate paragraph, but I wasn't sure if I feft like disecting my paragraphs to insert a sentence here and there. But there ya have it.

Approved, dearest hobo! :heh: