Piper Apricott

He's hard to describe, but there's something up with Piper.

Maybe it's due to his generally calm nature.

Or that he's nearly six feet tall on roller skates with Chinchilla ears that twitch with the slightest breeze.

His gaze is forever observant, though.

And though his gaze on you remains,

during your stays,

he means no harm.

Truly, said without dismay.

_{Do you want to continue?}

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"Toss your dirty shoes in my washing machine heart."

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Once Piper gets fixated on someone, he goes through extremely invasive and sometimes blackmail-type actions to keep them in his life. Desperately afraid of being alone, he does this through multiple recording features, for he is a robot. Otherwise, he is pretty chill and always has roller skates on. He carries a camera on-hand to have a more natural explanation for the photos he tends to have on-hand. Furred and covered in blue accents, he bears a yellow-collared purple shimmery jacket, ripped jeans, and his trusted roller skates. He doesn't go anywhere without them.

One, they´re cool.
Two, they´re cool.
Three; well, you know.

Piper finds himself very hard to fall as a person. He can't tell if he has a specific type, or that he just doesn't fall easy. Most of the time, he becomes fascinated with the intricacies of certain people to the point of almost obsession. He skates by and simply watches, no longer able to hold a proper conversation with them. How could he? He'd been labeled a stalker plenty times, and each time hurts worse than the last. But he doesn't get it. Don't people like when others are actually interested in them?

^{Piper needs a dire lesson in boundaries, context, and respect.}