Dexter

Name:

Dexter Crook

Alias/Nickname:

Dexter / Dex / D(ee)

Age:

26

Height:

5’11”

Gender:

Male

Pronouns:

He/Him ; They/Them

Sexuality:

Bisexual

Species:

Glantus

Sub-Type:

Cannibal 

Job/Role:

Being dumb and sexy

(Drifter, picks up odd-jobs wherever he’s at; Jack-of-all-Trades type beat)

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Voice Claim:

Sorry Baby, I Just Don’t Know the Words

Playlist:

1 / 2 / 3 / 4

I. Personality:

Brutally Honest (unintentionally), Reserved, Very Impulsive, Aware, Tense/On-Edge, Playfully Annoying, Loyal, Care-free

II.Likes: 

<3. People Watching/Observing

<3. Night Clubs & Clubbing

<3. Night and Night Life

<3. Having some pocket change

<3. Meeting new & interesting folk and whatever stories they may have (he’s the perfect grandparent friend, deadass)

<3. Rock & Metal

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III. Dislikes:

</3. Being stared at, or judged for his…appearance

</3. The Deities and anyone who thinks or compares themself to that of a God or better yet, THEM

</3. Winter and cold weather 

IV.Facts: 

• Despite being a drifter and having no real set profession or job, he plays in a band, the bastard, and as the lead singer and guitarist. Granted they play once every blue moon and only perform in underground clubs; but don’t knock the hustle as they’ve garnered a little bit of a cult following.

• Definitely a thrift store regular as he gets most of his clothing there, it’s also where he searches for his prized possessions and never-ending obsessions: Old shitty (or good, depends) horror movie VHS tapes and those crusty ass clown dolls. He simply cannot get enough of them

• If there is anything that he is forever fawning over about himself, it definitely has to be his scales and the rainbow iridescence they give.

• His hair/fur and how it’s fashioned gives a Deathhawk look! However, he does have a tendency to change his hair style a lot, so you can go absolutely loco with it!!