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Giggle-Gang

Character belongs to pixeltweak , I only took care of the design.

Name: Arnette du Perche
Moniker: Perché
Age and height: 16 (5'3)
Gender: male
Busk: Saxophone
Race: Elf
Personality: Sensitive, reserved, curious, indecisive, perceptive
Likes: Jazz, pear smoothies, night
Dislikes: Journalists, pesticides, petrichor
Story: Arnette is a homeless saxophone player who comes from a small elven village. He was informally [1] given up for adoption at birth, then picked up by a local orphanage. He found a love for woodwind instruments at age 11, when a human busker, noticing him entranced by her music, allowed him to play. A few years after, he decided to steal a saxophone from a fellow orphan music student and run away from the orphanage. Elven races are proud for their clean streets and low poverty, so Arnette isn't allowed to busk before sundown.

After a few weeks of busking in the dark, switching between a few warm, covered places to sleep, Arnette saves up enough and moves to a town looking for an environment where he can start a new life. He's read all about places where freaks from all over the world come together and perform a show.

Upon arrival to the town with only little savings left, a few change of clothes, and a head full of optimism, he sets up a small area to busk wearing a hood to conceal his abnormally large ears and high cheekbones. The first three days were hard. Not making enough money to eat well or stay warm. Human's were different, they pay you if you look fun or play good music. Arnette did none of these. He was a hooded, short, young boy who couldn't keep eye contact for longer than an instant. The tunes he played were for the elvish ear, which included ranges of pitch humans couldn't hear. He had an idea. Walking around town and learning from the other buskers seemed like the thing to do. And so he went, spending the following days stealing from bakeries and watching those who made the most with earnest. He learned a few melodies, copied their signs "Tunes for tips!", and started getting good.

Arnette spent every hour of the day discovering new tunes and playing them the best he could. Soon enough, he was making enough tips to sleep inside inn's every other day and eat consistently.

Cursed with timidness and ambition, Arnette knew he had to make friends with the other buskers to move upward. Kids were starting to hang around his corner and taking his tips, something fellow buskers have in agreement not to allow. The night before his 16th birthday, he reads from a local newspaper of a place where curious characters gather together and decides to make his next move.

The morning of his birthday, he gathers his coins, finishes a pear, polishes his saxophone, and makes way toward this place. A place that holds room for people with broken pasts and eccentric lives. A gang where he can giggle along.

[1] Left in a park bench.

Extras:
- Elves need half the sleep humans do.They meditate intensely instead.
- Arnette is not aware of his magic skills.

Description

Giggle-Gang

Character belongs to pixeltweak , I only took care of the design.

Name: Arnette du Perche
Moniker: Perché
Age and height: 16 (5'3)
Gender: male
Busk: Saxophone
Race: Elf
Personality: Sensitive, reserved, curious, indecisive, perceptive
Likes: Jazz, pear smoothies, night
Dislikes: Journalists, pesticides, petrichor
Story: Arnette is a homeless saxophone player who comes from a small elven village. He was informally [1] given up for adoption at birth, then picked up by a local orphanage. He found a love for woodwind instruments at age 11, when a human busker, noticing him entranced by her music, allowed him to play. A few years after, he decided to steal a saxophone from a fellow orphan music student and run away from the orphanage. Elven races are proud for their clean streets and low poverty, so Arnette isn't allowed to busk before sundown.

After a few weeks of busking in the dark, switching between a few warm, covered places to sleep, Arnette saves up enough and moves to a town looking for an environment where he can start a new life. He's read all about places where freaks from all over the world come together and perform a show.

Upon arrival to the town with only little savings left, a few change of clothes, and a head full of optimism, he sets up a small area to busk wearing a hood to conceal his abnormally large ears and high cheekbones. The first three days were hard. Not making enough money to eat well or stay warm. Human's were different, they pay you if you look fun or play good music. Arnette did none of these. He was a hooded, short, young boy who couldn't keep eye contact for longer than an instant. The tunes he played were for the elvish ear, which included ranges of pitch humans couldn't hear. He had an idea. Walking around town and learning from the other buskers seemed like the thing to do. And so he went, spending the following days stealing from bakeries and watching those who made the most with earnest. He learned a few melodies, copied their signs "Tunes for tips!", and started getting good.

Arnette spent every hour of the day discovering new tunes and playing them the best he could. Soon enough, he was making enough tips to sleep inside inn's every other day and eat consistently.

Cursed with timidness and ambition, Arnette knew he had to make friends with the other buskers to move upward. Kids were starting to hang around his corner and taking his tips, something fellow buskers have in agreement not to allow. The night before his 16th birthday, he reads from a local newspaper of a place where curious characters gather together and decides to make his next move.

The morning of his birthday, he gathers his coins, finishes a pear, polishes his saxophone, and makes way toward this place. A place that holds room for people with broken pasts and eccentric lives. A gang where he can giggle along.

[1] Left in a park bench.

Extras:
- Elves need half the sleep humans do.They meditate intensely instead.
- Arnette is not aware of his magic skills.