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An application for

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This took waaaay too much time to do, and in the end I was still lazy with it.

I was going to add blood splatter, so that's one of the reasons I was lazy. I shaded him green since I figured that's the glow he mostly gets in his corridor, where he "keeps" his soulless pals.

Name: Momo

Age: 50 He's a baby! Awwwwwww~

Height: 5'9"

Gender: Male

Likes: To play nurse, his "friends", creeping around barren corners seeking an active soul to stalk; waiting, tea parties, dress up, blood and gore, and being in the dark.

Dislikes: Not having the right amount of solitude, being called "crazy", people avoiding him or running away, his "friends" not being as lively as he wants.

Personality: He has a split personality; is a bit loony but sweet and willing to make friends with any breathers.

History: Momo use to live with his brethren practicing to be a surgeon; he'd use unwilling occupants sometimes. There had been cases of missing persons. His arm was chopped off during one of his operations where the patient sprung to life mid-operation, freaking out slicing off his arm, his arm ending up flung out of a tower. Momo gutted him like a fish; sat on the floor bleeding to death for a while; after a while he severed his patient's arm off attaching it to his own. After that he was banished when they all discovered what he'd been doing; he wandered off in search of a new home, somewhere where he could be excepted and free to do his dream.

Other: He's on and off suicidal; cuts himself then sows it back together. His hat can have a mouth; eyes that form into one eye, it has a personality and had been his only friend for the longest time. It doesn't speak. He ties his nurses mask to his hat.

Edit

Attached to his gauntlet on his right arm are needles. When I draw him again I'll show that side.

Description
An application for

[link]

This took waaaay too much time to do, and in the end I was still lazy with it.

I was going to add blood splatter, so that's one of the reasons I was lazy. I shaded him green since I figured that's the glow he mostly gets in his corridor, where he "keeps" his soulless pals.

Name: Momo

Age: 50 He's a baby! Awwwwwww~

Height: 5'9"

Gender: Male

Likes: To play nurse, his "friends", creeping around barren corners seeking an active soul to stalk; waiting, tea parties, dress up, blood and gore, and being in the dark.

Dislikes: Not having the right amount of solitude, being called "crazy", people avoiding him or running away, his "friends" not being as lively as he wants.

Personality: He has a split personality; is a bit loony but sweet and willing to make friends with any breathers.

History: Momo use to live with his brethren practicing to be a surgeon; he'd use unwilling occupants sometimes. There had been cases of missing persons. His arm was chopped off during one of his operations where the patient sprung to life mid-operation, freaking out slicing off his arm, his arm ending up flung out of a tower. Momo gutted him like a fish; sat on the floor bleeding to death for a while; after a while he severed his patient's arm off attaching it to his own. After that he was banished when they all discovered what he'd been doing; he wandered off in search of a new home, somewhere where he could be excepted and free to do his dream.

Other: He's on and off suicidal; cuts himself then sows it back together. His hat can have a mouth; eyes that form into one eye, it has a personality and had been his only friend for the longest time. It doesn't speak. He ties his nurses mask to his hat.

Edit

Attached to his gauntlet on his right arm are needles. When I draw him again I'll show that side.