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Soooo. I won the second character slot from the valentine event.. Here he is? Hope everything is in order.
EDIT: Another fancy app, but no new clothes for Roy.
EDIT: New art because the old one was OLLLD.
EDIT: Re worded history and some cosmetic changes. Added a since joining the circus and an extras section. Since I didn't actually change anything in the history, just the wording I hope that's fine.

Name Roy Smith

Age 27

Birthday June 20th

Gender Male

Hometown Nimbasa City

Species Audino creepyjellyfish.deviantart.com…

Ability Regenerator

Nature Jolly

Characteristic Highly Curious

Moves
Heal Pulse
Helping Hand
Draining Kiss
Calm Mind

Faction Atelier

Job Mechanic (Repairs/cleans/upkeeps various machines around the circus)

Wish "I wish I could actually heal people.."

Roy's wish let him heal almost any injury, even things his parents couldn't even attempt. Broken bones, incurable diseases, he could do it. However the backfire for him was that later he would be afflicted with whatever it was that he healed.

Now that he's in the circus, his curse acts a little differently, he can still heal things, except for backfires of other members, and he still ends up with whatever it is he healed. But now he heals himself at an increased rate, broken bones only lasting a week rather than months.

If he ever decides to leave the circus grounds, even for a little while, everything he's healed starts coming back one by one. So even if he left for good the longest amount of time he'd have of freedom would probably only be around a month, and he'd spend it in total agony.

Personality
Pros
Kind hearted|
Did you slip and get a boo-boo? No matter how small the upset is, Roy will be there to get you back on your feet and get a smile back onto that lovely face. He truly believes that being kind is the biggest choice in life, and one that will define you forever.

Loyal|
Once befriended, even if only by a little, Roy will have your back through thick and thin. He is fiercly protective of his friends, one of the only ways to get on his bad side is to mess with one of them.

Patient|
That being said, if you decided to pick on him he'd still be there ready to forgive you. Being raised by doctors gives a person massive amounts of patience, though the circus has made him slightly more stir-crazy. He is especially patient with children.

Selfless|
No matter what injury you face Roy will heal you good as new. And the suffer your fate within the hour. Roy's only want in the world was to be able to help others, and now that he can he will.

Neutral
Optimistic|
Roy is the kind of guy who sees the bright side of anything, even if it's a faaaar stretch. Having grown up without a trace of the skill his parents held he had plenty of time to hone this particular trait.

Curious|
Secrets are not safe from Roy, even if it's painfully obvious you don't want to talk about it, Roy will. And just due to the burning curiosity inside of him, he will pry at it, and pry and pry and pry, until you either snap at him, or just give in.

Cons
Clingy|
Roy didn't have many friends growing up, he was much to playful for the more serious students at the schools he went to. Now if he does make a friend he tries much to hard to be around them.

Gullible|
Of course, lying to him is always an option. Roy doesn't have the best sense of truth, as he doesn't really care for lying himself. It can be the most outlandish of things, and he would still rather believe you than think you were lying to him.

Jealous|
Due to being a more possesive sort, seeing people that are his friends with others that he doesn't know can make him quite jealous. He won't outright mention it later, but his demenour will change from the typical "Oh hello there, it's so great to see you today!" to a "Oh. Hey. How're you.."

Likes The circus games, finishing a difficult job, making people smile, rain, things that smell clean, flowers, anything sweet, children, helping people out, finding the perfect piece of scrap metal to finish a side project.

Dislikes Having a day of hard repair after hard repair, people pointing out how dirty he is, being cold, sleeping (due to nightmares), being used for his wish, wearing hats, having his feelers pulled.

History

During childhood Roy had only ever wanted one thing, to be a doctor, just like his parents. When you're an audino life generally takes you in one direction, towards the medical field. From the time he was old enough to walk and talk Roy had been expected to take on the family buisness when he got older, there was one problem with this however, poor Roy just couldn't get a grasp on healing. He practiced every day with his father, and even though Jacob never lost patience with his son even he could tell that Roy likely would never get the hang of his healing moves. Charity took over from her husband to try and teach their son the art of mixing medicines like her, and even when Roy excelled at it, it was clear this wasn't what he really wanted to be doing.

It was during his teenage years that Roy decided that taking the expensive medical classes his parents enrolled him in were no longer nessecary for him. There was something else that actually caught his attention just as much as medicine, junk. Metal bits, and spare gears, Roy soon had a large collection of various scrap pieces and he quickly became interested in mechanics. It was while at the junkyard that Roy made a friend, Charlie, the one armed old Lucario who ran it, making his rounds through the piles one day led him to the young audino who had been trying and failing to get into a locked box. After assesing that Roy wasn't a no-good deliquent, Charlie allowed him to come and mull through the yard whenever he felt like it. Charlie taught Roy all things mechanical, and Roy soon started checking out books on the subject. They spent a lot of time together, Roy helping around the junkyard in order to 'pay' for the lessons Charlie gave him.

It was when his parents finally investigated the strange smell in their house that they found Roy's stash of metal bits and mechanic books. At first they were confused, hadn't their son always wanted to be a doctor? What happened to his dream? After a long talk with Roy, and making him promise to stop skipping school, they agreed to let him enjoy his hobby, so long as it stayed in his room in neat little piles.

After years of blood, sweat, tears, and prototypes, Roy got to show off his first true invention. Inspired by the man who had taught him mechanics in the first place, Roy had built a metal prothstetic arm. It wasn't perfect by any means, the fingers were stationary and it would have to be fitted specifically to one person, but Roy, and his parents, were proud non the less. Needless to say Charlie was more than greatfull for the gift, it had been a hard life being picked on and shunned for his lack of an arm, but now he could go out and not worry about a stare from any one so long as he wore sleeves.

As a reward for his hard work, Roy's parents allowed him to miss his night shift to enjoy the travelling circus that had rolled into town just the night before. Roy was of course very excited, he had spent so many years being proper and poised that he just let himself have fun that night. He marveled over every ride, studying each one and trying to puzzle out just how they had been built before getting on.

It was getting late, and Roy was going to try and win the high striker just one more time (he was certain this time he could do it), when a young cleffa ran across his path, only to trip on her dress and land on her face in the dirt. Bawling loudly, blood dripping out of her nose, her parents tried to comfort her as they nervously glanced around. When they noticed Roy standing not two feet away large relieved smiles graced their faces, they asked politely and even offered to pay for his next game if he'd just heal up their little girls nose. With eyes cast to the ground, Roy had to explain to them that dispite being an audino, he had absolutely no talent when it came to healing. The parent's smiles faded into glares, as they assumed he'd simply wanted a bigger payment or didn't want to be bothered with helping, they walked off in a huff calling him selfish and other hurtful things as they went looking for someone else to help them.

With a defeated sigh Roy slumped against a nearby post, even with his recent triumph for Charlie, he still technically couldn't heal anyone. He closed his eyes, wishing in that moment that his encounter with that child could have been different. He was startled by a velvet smooth voice coming from behind him.

"Are you alright my dear boy? You seem a little down."

Roy turned, reading to face the man, only to find that he had to look up to even see his face. He instantly recognized the man before him, it was the ringmaster he'd seen in the big top earlier that night, Mr.Dark..

Realizing that Mr.Dark was still awaiting an answer Roy managed a little smile, trying to wave off the feeling of disappinting the family of that little cleffa, "Ah, no, I'm fine thank you sir."

Mr.Dark smiled back, though there was no warmth in the gesture, "Well.. That's to bad, I was going to offer you a wish."

That got Roy's attention, it hadn't been more than a few minutes ago that he'd been making a wish in his head, even when his rational mind was screaming at him that this couldn't be real, Roy couldn't stop the words, "A wish? Anything I want?"

"Anything at all." Mr.Dark said in a low tone.

"I wish I could actually heal people. I want to be able to make anyone feel better!" Roy couldn't believe his luck, and he grinned widely at the darkrai.

"What a nobel wish. I hope you enjoy."

With that, Mr.Dark seemed to vanish, not that Roy cared any, he was already racing back to the Smith Family Clinic. He practically burst through the door, startling the patients that were waiting, and his mother in the process. Charity stood from her chair, worry etched into her features, but Roy simply grinned at her changing the worry to confusion.

With a smile to each person, Roy went from seat to seat, healing every person in turn. A few colds, a serious migrain, a long gash down someones arm. Each healed with the utmost ease, people even murmering that they had never felt so good, like everything that could have been wrong with them was gone. The last two patients were more serious cases, a little cyndaquil boy who had fallen off a roof and broken his leg, he was currently curled up in his mothers lap, his leg awkward in it's cast, as she searched through her purse for payment. The other patient was an old sawsbuck woman who was just there waiting for her pain medication, she had been told years ago that the disease she carried was incurable. Even with his wish, Roy wasn't sure if he could heal them. But, with a gentle smile he approached the boy, casting a quick glance to the mother for approval before healing the bone. It took as much effort as breathing, the bone had already been set by his father, so healing it was a snap. Both parent and child were elated and thanked Roy profusely, but he had already turned to the old woman and healed her too, curing the seemingly impossible with ease.

When his father came out ready for the next patient, all he found was an empty room, and his delighted wife and son. That night the whole family celebrated Roy's sudden expertise, even grandpappy Hiram coming over for games and treats. Roy, however, wasn't feeling the best after about an hour or so, and went off to bed stating that he was just a little tired from the days events.

Throughout the night, Roy tossed and turned as waves of chills, then fever flared across his skin. Audino's are by nature a very healthy creature, barely ever getting sick themselves. But here was Roy, rushing to the bathroom as he felt nausea rise up through his guts. He regretted every choice of food he'd made at the circus as it came back up, he pleaded in his head to arcues for it to just stop. He layed his head against the cold of the floor, and as the minutes ticked by a strong migrain started banging around in his skull, causing him to let out soft pained groans. At this point, Roy wasn't sure how his parents weren't hearing any of this, but the migrain threw most thoughts out the window. He dragged himself to his feet, wobbling unsteady as a bout of dry coughs sent him lurching forward. He grabbed the doorframe and carefully walked to the kitchen for some water. Surely this must just be some freak flu, nothing more.. As he poured the glass and went to take a sip a sudden white hot pain in his leg made him piece two and two together. Everything he'd healed, was happening to him. The blinding pain was keeping Roy's cries from being anything more than large gasps of air as he tried desperately to keep from fainting. With what little will power he had left Roy dragged himself through the abandoned streets to the circus gates, where he saw the ring master Mr.Dark speaking with a few of the circus members in low tones. Roy gagged and coughed, sputtering a mix of blood and tears as he pleaded for Mr.Dark to help him, fix him, do something, anything.

Mr.Dark grinned down at the broken and bleeding body of the young man crawling towards him, "I will heal you, all you have to do in return is work here, at my circus."

Roy couldn't even form words, let alone think of the concequences of his decicion as he nodded, gritting his teeth against the waves of pain.

Since Joining the Circus
Roy has become a little stir-crazy from being trapped in the circus grounds for so long. Along with the nightmares plaguing him since joining, he's not quite as happy go lucky as he use to be. He used to enjoy walking around the circus, watching the preformers practice and such, but now he finds it a bit boring. It's all the things he's seen before, so only new acts bring back that sense of "wow that's amazing!" that he used to have.

Even still, Roy doesn't like to sit around, and can often be found out and about just looking for something, anything to do.

He has made a few close friends, and fully believes that without them he would have just left the circus to be put out of his misery ages ago. A certain cacturn is the closest to him, and though he doesn't want to let it on to Mr.Dark, he's fairly certain that the ringmaster already knows about their feelings for each other. It's his biggest fear that something will happen to her.

Other
- He is very scared of Mr.Dark, going out of his way to never ever have to be near him.

- Roy and his father use to spend hours reading through books about the other species of pokemon in the world, hence Roy tends to be able to recognize the species of most other circus members he comes across.

- He's left handed, like his grandpappy

- He is skilled at making tea, thanks to his mother teaching him at a young age how to properly prepare it. Though to him it was always a more "ladylike" skill, he enjoys being able to make something others can appreciate.

- Being high class citizens, the Smith family made sure Roy had the best education possible and he even took ettiquette lessons when he was younger.

- His favourite creation is a music box he made when he first joined the circus. It took him a long time to find enough pieces, and when it was finally ready to put together he got to teach Jacqueline a little about mechanics. When it was finished he gave it to her, the look on her face is what made it his favourite.

- Roy doesn't have any male friends, while this doesn't surprise him, it does make him a little sad.

- His feelers are extremely delicate, and having them pulled, even a little can be very painful.

- Roy doesn't have much of a sense of smell, and his eyesight isn't very good when it comes to distances. He relies a lot on his sense of hearing, and those big ears of his are pretty sensitive.

- His most precious possesion is his work gloves. He barely lets them out of his sight.

Description
Soooo. I won the second character slot from the valentine event.. Here he is? Hope everything is in order.
EDIT: Another fancy app, but no new clothes for Roy.
EDIT: New art because the old one was OLLLD.
EDIT: Re worded history and some cosmetic changes. Added a since joining the circus and an extras section. Since I didn't actually change anything in the history, just the wording I hope that's fine.

Name Roy Smith

Age 27

Birthday June 20th

Gender Male

Hometown Nimbasa City

Species Audino creepyjellyfish.deviantart.com…

Ability Regenerator

Nature Jolly

Characteristic Highly Curious

Moves
Heal Pulse
Helping Hand
Draining Kiss
Calm Mind

Faction Atelier

Job Mechanic (Repairs/cleans/upkeeps various machines around the circus)

Wish "I wish I could actually heal people.."

Roy's wish let him heal almost any injury, even things his parents couldn't even attempt. Broken bones, incurable diseases, he could do it. However the backfire for him was that later he would be afflicted with whatever it was that he healed.

Now that he's in the circus, his curse acts a little differently, he can still heal things, except for backfires of other members, and he still ends up with whatever it is he healed. But now he heals himself at an increased rate, broken bones only lasting a week rather than months.

If he ever decides to leave the circus grounds, even for a little while, everything he's healed starts coming back one by one. So even if he left for good the longest amount of time he'd have of freedom would probably only be around a month, and he'd spend it in total agony.

Personality
Pros
Kind hearted|
Did you slip and get a boo-boo? No matter how small the upset is, Roy will be there to get you back on your feet and get a smile back onto that lovely face. He truly believes that being kind is the biggest choice in life, and one that will define you forever.

Loyal|
Once befriended, even if only by a little, Roy will have your back through thick and thin. He is fiercly protective of his friends, one of the only ways to get on his bad side is to mess with one of them.

Patient|
That being said, if you decided to pick on him he'd still be there ready to forgive you. Being raised by doctors gives a person massive amounts of patience, though the circus has made him slightly more stir-crazy. He is especially patient with children.

Selfless|
No matter what injury you face Roy will heal you good as new. And the suffer your fate within the hour. Roy's only want in the world was to be able to help others, and now that he can he will.

Neutral
Optimistic|
Roy is the kind of guy who sees the bright side of anything, even if it's a faaaar stretch. Having grown up without a trace of the skill his parents held he had plenty of time to hone this particular trait.

Curious|
Secrets are not safe from Roy, even if it's painfully obvious you don't want to talk about it, Roy will. And just due to the burning curiosity inside of him, he will pry at it, and pry and pry and pry, until you either snap at him, or just give in.

Cons
Clingy|
Roy didn't have many friends growing up, he was much to playful for the more serious students at the schools he went to. Now if he does make a friend he tries much to hard to be around them.

Gullible|
Of course, lying to him is always an option. Roy doesn't have the best sense of truth, as he doesn't really care for lying himself. It can be the most outlandish of things, and he would still rather believe you than think you were lying to him.

Jealous|
Due to being a more possesive sort, seeing people that are his friends with others that he doesn't know can make him quite jealous. He won't outright mention it later, but his demenour will change from the typical "Oh hello there, it's so great to see you today!" to a "Oh. Hey. How're you.."

Likes The circus games, finishing a difficult job, making people smile, rain, things that smell clean, flowers, anything sweet, children, helping people out, finding the perfect piece of scrap metal to finish a side project.

Dislikes Having a day of hard repair after hard repair, people pointing out how dirty he is, being cold, sleeping (due to nightmares), being used for his wish, wearing hats, having his feelers pulled.

History

During childhood Roy had only ever wanted one thing, to be a doctor, just like his parents. When you're an audino life generally takes you in one direction, towards the medical field. From the time he was old enough to walk and talk Roy had been expected to take on the family buisness when he got older, there was one problem with this however, poor Roy just couldn't get a grasp on healing. He practiced every day with his father, and even though Jacob never lost patience with his son even he could tell that Roy likely would never get the hang of his healing moves. Charity took over from her husband to try and teach their son the art of mixing medicines like her, and even when Roy excelled at it, it was clear this wasn't what he really wanted to be doing.

It was during his teenage years that Roy decided that taking the expensive medical classes his parents enrolled him in were no longer nessecary for him. There was something else that actually caught his attention just as much as medicine, junk. Metal bits, and spare gears, Roy soon had a large collection of various scrap pieces and he quickly became interested in mechanics. It was while at the junkyard that Roy made a friend, Charlie, the one armed old Lucario who ran it, making his rounds through the piles one day led him to the young audino who had been trying and failing to get into a locked box. After assesing that Roy wasn't a no-good deliquent, Charlie allowed him to come and mull through the yard whenever he felt like it. Charlie taught Roy all things mechanical, and Roy soon started checking out books on the subject. They spent a lot of time together, Roy helping around the junkyard in order to 'pay' for the lessons Charlie gave him.

It was when his parents finally investigated the strange smell in their house that they found Roy's stash of metal bits and mechanic books. At first they were confused, hadn't their son always wanted to be a doctor? What happened to his dream? After a long talk with Roy, and making him promise to stop skipping school, they agreed to let him enjoy his hobby, so long as it stayed in his room in neat little piles.

After years of blood, sweat, tears, and prototypes, Roy got to show off his first true invention. Inspired by the man who had taught him mechanics in the first place, Roy had built a metal prothstetic arm. It wasn't perfect by any means, the fingers were stationary and it would have to be fitted specifically to one person, but Roy, and his parents, were proud non the less. Needless to say Charlie was more than greatfull for the gift, it had been a hard life being picked on and shunned for his lack of an arm, but now he could go out and not worry about a stare from any one so long as he wore sleeves.

As a reward for his hard work, Roy's parents allowed him to miss his night shift to enjoy the travelling circus that had rolled into town just the night before. Roy was of course very excited, he had spent so many years being proper and poised that he just let himself have fun that night. He marveled over every ride, studying each one and trying to puzzle out just how they had been built before getting on.

It was getting late, and Roy was going to try and win the high striker just one more time (he was certain this time he could do it), when a young cleffa ran across his path, only to trip on her dress and land on her face in the dirt. Bawling loudly, blood dripping out of her nose, her parents tried to comfort her as they nervously glanced around. When they noticed Roy standing not two feet away large relieved smiles graced their faces, they asked politely and even offered to pay for his next game if he'd just heal up their little girls nose. With eyes cast to the ground, Roy had to explain to them that dispite being an audino, he had absolutely no talent when it came to healing. The parent's smiles faded into glares, as they assumed he'd simply wanted a bigger payment or didn't want to be bothered with helping, they walked off in a huff calling him selfish and other hurtful things as they went looking for someone else to help them.

With a defeated sigh Roy slumped against a nearby post, even with his recent triumph for Charlie, he still technically couldn't heal anyone. He closed his eyes, wishing in that moment that his encounter with that child could have been different. He was startled by a velvet smooth voice coming from behind him.

"Are you alright my dear boy? You seem a little down."

Roy turned, reading to face the man, only to find that he had to look up to even see his face. He instantly recognized the man before him, it was the ringmaster he'd seen in the big top earlier that night, Mr.Dark..

Realizing that Mr.Dark was still awaiting an answer Roy managed a little smile, trying to wave off the feeling of disappinting the family of that little cleffa, "Ah, no, I'm fine thank you sir."

Mr.Dark smiled back, though there was no warmth in the gesture, "Well.. That's to bad, I was going to offer you a wish."

That got Roy's attention, it hadn't been more than a few minutes ago that he'd been making a wish in his head, even when his rational mind was screaming at him that this couldn't be real, Roy couldn't stop the words, "A wish? Anything I want?"

"Anything at all." Mr.Dark said in a low tone.

"I wish I could actually heal people. I want to be able to make anyone feel better!" Roy couldn't believe his luck, and he grinned widely at the darkrai.

"What a nobel wish. I hope you enjoy."

With that, Mr.Dark seemed to vanish, not that Roy cared any, he was already racing back to the Smith Family Clinic. He practically burst through the door, startling the patients that were waiting, and his mother in the process. Charity stood from her chair, worry etched into her features, but Roy simply grinned at her changing the worry to confusion.

With a smile to each person, Roy went from seat to seat, healing every person in turn. A few colds, a serious migrain, a long gash down someones arm. Each healed with the utmost ease, people even murmering that they had never felt so good, like everything that could have been wrong with them was gone. The last two patients were more serious cases, a little cyndaquil boy who had fallen off a roof and broken his leg, he was currently curled up in his mothers lap, his leg awkward in it's cast, as she searched through her purse for payment. The other patient was an old sawsbuck woman who was just there waiting for her pain medication, she had been told years ago that the disease she carried was incurable. Even with his wish, Roy wasn't sure if he could heal them. But, with a gentle smile he approached the boy, casting a quick glance to the mother for approval before healing the bone. It took as much effort as breathing, the bone had already been set by his father, so healing it was a snap. Both parent and child were elated and thanked Roy profusely, but he had already turned to the old woman and healed her too, curing the seemingly impossible with ease.

When his father came out ready for the next patient, all he found was an empty room, and his delighted wife and son. That night the whole family celebrated Roy's sudden expertise, even grandpappy Hiram coming over for games and treats. Roy, however, wasn't feeling the best after about an hour or so, and went off to bed stating that he was just a little tired from the days events.

Throughout the night, Roy tossed and turned as waves of chills, then fever flared across his skin. Audino's are by nature a very healthy creature, barely ever getting sick themselves. But here was Roy, rushing to the bathroom as he felt nausea rise up through his guts. He regretted every choice of food he'd made at the circus as it came back up, he pleaded in his head to arcues for it to just stop. He layed his head against the cold of the floor, and as the minutes ticked by a strong migrain started banging around in his skull, causing him to let out soft pained groans. At this point, Roy wasn't sure how his parents weren't hearing any of this, but the migrain threw most thoughts out the window. He dragged himself to his feet, wobbling unsteady as a bout of dry coughs sent him lurching forward. He grabbed the doorframe and carefully walked to the kitchen for some water. Surely this must just be some freak flu, nothing more.. As he poured the glass and went to take a sip a sudden white hot pain in his leg made him piece two and two together. Everything he'd healed, was happening to him. The blinding pain was keeping Roy's cries from being anything more than large gasps of air as he tried desperately to keep from fainting. With what little will power he had left Roy dragged himself through the abandoned streets to the circus gates, where he saw the ring master Mr.Dark speaking with a few of the circus members in low tones. Roy gagged and coughed, sputtering a mix of blood and tears as he pleaded for Mr.Dark to help him, fix him, do something, anything.

Mr.Dark grinned down at the broken and bleeding body of the young man crawling towards him, "I will heal you, all you have to do in return is work here, at my circus."

Roy couldn't even form words, let alone think of the concequences of his decicion as he nodded, gritting his teeth against the waves of pain.

Since Joining the Circus
Roy has become a little stir-crazy from being trapped in the circus grounds for so long. Along with the nightmares plaguing him since joining, he's not quite as happy go lucky as he use to be. He used to enjoy walking around the circus, watching the preformers practice and such, but now he finds it a bit boring. It's all the things he's seen before, so only new acts bring back that sense of "wow that's amazing!" that he used to have.

Even still, Roy doesn't like to sit around, and can often be found out and about just looking for something, anything to do.

He has made a few close friends, and fully believes that without them he would have just left the circus to be put out of his misery ages ago. A certain cacturn is the closest to him, and though he doesn't want to let it on to Mr.Dark, he's fairly certain that the ringmaster already knows about their feelings for each other. It's his biggest fear that something will happen to her.

Other
- He is very scared of Mr.Dark, going out of his way to never ever have to be near him.

- Roy and his father use to spend hours reading through books about the other species of pokemon in the world, hence Roy tends to be able to recognize the species of most other circus members he comes across.

- He's left handed, like his grandpappy

- He is skilled at making tea, thanks to his mother teaching him at a young age how to properly prepare it. Though to him it was always a more "ladylike" skill, he enjoys being able to make something others can appreciate.

- Being high class citizens, the Smith family made sure Roy had the best education possible and he even took ettiquette lessons when he was younger.

- His favourite creation is a music box he made when he first joined the circus. It took him a long time to find enough pieces, and when it was finally ready to put together he got to teach Jacqueline a little about mechanics. When it was finished he gave it to her, the look on her face is what made it his favourite.

- Roy doesn't have any male friends, while this doesn't surprise him, it does make him a little sad.

- His feelers are extremely delicate, and having them pulled, even a little can be very painful.

- Roy doesn't have much of a sense of smell, and his eyesight isn't very good when it comes to distances. He relies a lot on his sense of hearing, and those big ears of his are pretty sensitive.

- His most precious possesion is his work gloves. He barely lets them out of his sight.