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Description
Full Name: Andrew Awan Antigol
► Nicknames: Andre
Pokemon: Heatmor
Age: 28
► Date of Birth: Aug 7
Gender: Male
Faction: Wanderer
► Job: N/A
Nature: Lonely
► Summary Characteristic: Quick Tempered

Ability: White Smoke
Moveset:
Hone Claws - [Link] The user sharpens its claws to boost its Attack stat and accuracy.
Flare Blitz - [Link] The user cloaks itself in fire and charges the target. This also damages the user. This may leave the target with a burn.
Flame Lash- [Link] The user strikes the target with a burning lash. This also lowers the target's Defense stat.
Aerial Ace - [Link] The user confounds the target with speed, then slashes. This attack never misses.

Stats:

HEALTH POINTS

ATTACK

DEFENSE

SPEED

SPECIAL DEFENSE

SPECIAL ATTACK

Personality:
Andre is sort of a troubled dude, But who isn't these days right? He always seems exhausted and occasionally has difficulty with what many would consider basic time management skills and tasks.
He can come across as a bit paranoid but well intentioned, in the long run anyway. He's very quick to anger and quick to start a fight if he feels he's right about something. He's not good at admitting he's wrong either. He's needy and occasionally manipulative. Deep down he craves attention but tries to bury it in machismo.

History:
Andre grew up traveling the US with his parents in a small circus troupe. His childhood was pretty normal despite all the traveling and performances. He had plans to follow in his father's foot steps as a Motorcycle stunt man. He started training as soon as his parents would let him on a dirt bike. And when he as 16 he finally got to preform alongside his father. It was a dream come true. Unfortunately later in the year his father had an accident and passed away. Angry over his father's death Andre lashed out at the ring leader one to many times and eventually lost his job as a performer. Unable to make ends meet with just his mothers pay check the two of them left the troupe and headed out to Nevada to settle down. She took up a job as a show girl and he bounced around quite a few jobs, bouncing, stripping, loan sharking. Up until the catastrophe they were doing pretty well. He can't remember where he was when he first started hearing news about the newly revived dead. He remembers thinking how ridiculous it was that they danced around the world "Zombie" And then the rest was sort of a blur.

His mother and him were pretty used to traveling so leaving town came quickly and easily to them. They loaded up their little camper van and headed out, the managed to get out before it got to bad. They headed into the heartless Nevada desert thinking that they would be fine in the isolation. They traveled together for so long that they'd lost track. One night they managed to clean out and hold down a gas station some where in Idaho. It was a gold mine. The turned owner had been seriously prepared. They managed to find a military grade satellite reception set up. From there his mother began trying to contact anyone they knew. When she was about to give up hope. She managed to get a hold of an old friend of theirs up in Quebec. Andre's former fiance, Jessica, while he would have preferred it was anyone else, he was glad to at least hear a familiar voice. With the spotty connection they managed to agree to meet up in Michigan, and from there they'd head into Ontario. There'd been rumors about some sort of functional set up, up that way, probably thanks to the cold winters and thick forests.

The trip to Michigan went about as well as expected. They met and left plenty of groups along the way, banding together for safety more than anything else. It was night time when they reached the little fire look out were they'd agreed to meet their friend. The woods had not been nearly as clear as they had hoped. With the way the dead gathered around the base of it though, it also looked like it hadn't been as clear as Jessie had thought either. In the ensuing fight Andre became separated from his mother. The two of them being forced to drive off in separate directions, him on his own and her with Jessie.

Refusing to give up on them, he set out for Ontario. That had been the original plan, furthermore it was his only hope of finding them again. Even if they turn up dead, knowing what happened to them is better than not knowing at all. At least that's how he feels right now...

Likes:
Motorbikes
Alcohol
Video Games
Pot
Sleeping next to some one
Pillows

Dislikes:
Writing
Reading
Keyboards
Touch screen devices.
Closed in vehicles

Other:
Andre's biology is a god damn mess.
Andre's body contains a small reserve of magma near his stomach, this aids in digestion and maintaining body temperature. It occasionally needs to be replenished. Being submerged in water can cause it to harden up and him to sink. In extreme cases where it has hardened to the point where he cant naturally warm it back up, he may have to drink copious amounts of flammable liquids and then set them on fire.
He is able to eat and digest metal but is unable to sustain himself on it.

He is also able to process things like medical alcohol or turpentine without to much damage to his body. It does still fuck up his liver and esophagus if he drinks to much at once, obviously. But he generally has pretty resistant internal organs as a whole.
His claws are cool as shit, but they do present a certain handicap as they encase his first knuckle and stop just before the second.  While his mother is pure Heatmor and has adapted to it pretty easily, Andre's father was not a Heatmor gjinka. As such his fingers are basically the same as any other humans but covered in a huge claw, he is a little more dexterous than his mom but suffers from arthritis in the first joints of his fingers. As such he has never enjoyed things like writing or drawing, preferring things that use his palms more than other activities.
HOWEVER, what dexterity his fingers lack, his tongue more than makes up for. Andre has a long tongue and often uses it like an extra set of fingers when preforming more detail oriented tasks. When he drinks alcohol it becomes engulfed in flames, he seems generally pretty un-phased by it though.
Andre can and will eat bugs. He doesn't care. Bugs are great.
The Container with the PVC pipe in it is the home for his pet freshwater hermit crab. He takes her out pretty frequently. Occasionally she rides in his jacket pocket when he's walking. So the habitat is primarily for keeping her safe and close when riding along on his bike. If you hurt the crab. You get hurt.
Andre has suffered from night terrors since his father died, but with the daily stress that is part of life now they can be so intense that he doesn't sleep fully for days at a time. Only catching cat naps here and there, just enough to stay alive... and maybe sane?

Description
Full Name: Andrew Awan Antigol
► Nicknames: Andre
Pokemon: Heatmor
Age: 28
► Date of Birth: Aug 7
Gender: Male
Faction: Wanderer
► Job: N/A
Nature: Lonely
► Summary Characteristic: Quick Tempered

Ability: White Smoke
Moveset:
Hone Claws - [Link] The user sharpens its claws to boost its Attack stat and accuracy.
Flare Blitz - [Link] The user cloaks itself in fire and charges the target. This also damages the user. This may leave the target with a burn.
Flame Lash- [Link] The user strikes the target with a burning lash. This also lowers the target's Defense stat.
Aerial Ace - [Link] The user confounds the target with speed, then slashes. This attack never misses.

Stats:

HEALTH POINTS

ATTACK

DEFENSE

SPEED

SPECIAL DEFENSE

SPECIAL ATTACK

Personality:
Andre is sort of a troubled dude, But who isn't these days right? He always seems exhausted and occasionally has difficulty with what many would consider basic time management skills and tasks.
He can come across as a bit paranoid but well intentioned, in the long run anyway. He's very quick to anger and quick to start a fight if he feels he's right about something. He's not good at admitting he's wrong either. He's needy and occasionally manipulative. Deep down he craves attention but tries to bury it in machismo.

History:
Andre grew up traveling the US with his parents in a small circus troupe. His childhood was pretty normal despite all the traveling and performances. He had plans to follow in his father's foot steps as a Motorcycle stunt man. He started training as soon as his parents would let him on a dirt bike. And when he as 16 he finally got to preform alongside his father. It was a dream come true. Unfortunately later in the year his father had an accident and passed away. Angry over his father's death Andre lashed out at the ring leader one to many times and eventually lost his job as a performer. Unable to make ends meet with just his mothers pay check the two of them left the troupe and headed out to Nevada to settle down. She took up a job as a show girl and he bounced around quite a few jobs, bouncing, stripping, loan sharking. Up until the catastrophe they were doing pretty well. He can't remember where he was when he first started hearing news about the newly revived dead. He remembers thinking how ridiculous it was that they danced around the world "Zombie" And then the rest was sort of a blur.

His mother and him were pretty used to traveling so leaving town came quickly and easily to them. They loaded up their little camper van and headed out, the managed to get out before it got to bad. They headed into the heartless Nevada desert thinking that they would be fine in the isolation. They traveled together for so long that they'd lost track. One night they managed to clean out and hold down a gas station some where in Idaho. It was a gold mine. The turned owner had been seriously prepared. They managed to find a military grade satellite reception set up. From there his mother began trying to contact anyone they knew. When she was about to give up hope. She managed to get a hold of an old friend of theirs up in Quebec. Andre's former fiance, Jessica, while he would have preferred it was anyone else, he was glad to at least hear a familiar voice. With the spotty connection they managed to agree to meet up in Michigan, and from there they'd head into Ontario. There'd been rumors about some sort of functional set up, up that way, probably thanks to the cold winters and thick forests.

The trip to Michigan went about as well as expected. They met and left plenty of groups along the way, banding together for safety more than anything else. It was night time when they reached the little fire look out were they'd agreed to meet their friend. The woods had not been nearly as clear as they had hoped. With the way the dead gathered around the base of it though, it also looked like it hadn't been as clear as Jessie had thought either. In the ensuing fight Andre became separated from his mother. The two of them being forced to drive off in separate directions, him on his own and her with Jessie.

Refusing to give up on them, he set out for Ontario. That had been the original plan, furthermore it was his only hope of finding them again. Even if they turn up dead, knowing what happened to them is better than not knowing at all. At least that's how he feels right now...

Likes:
Motorbikes
Alcohol
Video Games
Pot
Sleeping next to some one
Pillows

Dislikes:
Writing
Reading
Keyboards
Touch screen devices.
Closed in vehicles

Other:
Andre's biology is a god damn mess.
Andre's body contains a small reserve of magma near his stomach, this aids in digestion and maintaining body temperature. It occasionally needs to be replenished. Being submerged in water can cause it to harden up and him to sink. In extreme cases where it has hardened to the point where he cant naturally warm it back up, he may have to drink copious amounts of flammable liquids and then set them on fire.
He is able to eat and digest metal but is unable to sustain himself on it.

He is also able to process things like medical alcohol or turpentine without to much damage to his body. It does still fuck up his liver and esophagus if he drinks to much at once, obviously. But he generally has pretty resistant internal organs as a whole.
His claws are cool as shit, but they do present a certain handicap as they encase his first knuckle and stop just before the second.  While his mother is pure Heatmor and has adapted to it pretty easily, Andre's father was not a Heatmor gjinka. As such his fingers are basically the same as any other humans but covered in a huge claw, he is a little more dexterous than his mom but suffers from arthritis in the first joints of his fingers. As such he has never enjoyed things like writing or drawing, preferring things that use his palms more than other activities.
HOWEVER, what dexterity his fingers lack, his tongue more than makes up for. Andre has a long tongue and often uses it like an extra set of fingers when preforming more detail oriented tasks. When he drinks alcohol it becomes engulfed in flames, he seems generally pretty un-phased by it though.
Andre can and will eat bugs. He doesn't care. Bugs are great.
The Container with the PVC pipe in it is the home for his pet freshwater hermit crab. He takes her out pretty frequently. Occasionally she rides in his jacket pocket when he's walking. So the habitat is primarily for keeping her safe and close when riding along on his bike. If you hurt the crab. You get hurt.
Andre has suffered from night terrors since his father died, but with the daily stress that is part of life now they can be so intense that he doesn't sleep fully for days at a time. Only catching cat naps here and there, just enough to stay alive... and maybe sane?