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Written bio: 5 AP
Headshot: 1 AP
2 Full bodies : 6 AP
Same character bonus: 1 AP
13 AP for Chip
Pose reference: Friesian Sporthorse Yearling at Liberty by HorseStockPhotos

Created: June 14th, 2018
May 16th, 2019: Chip gets his fat rat familiar, His Majesty the Rat King, Rex!

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"One jump ahead of the lawmen! "

Profile
Name: Chip
Nickname: Chipster, Canary, Songbird, flea infested sonofabi***!!
Age: 17
Gender: Transmale - He/him or they/them
Breed: Pegasus (Canary )
  Design by: Chipo-H0P3
Height: 12Hh
Coat Colour: Roan Bay
Orientation: Polyamorous pansexual
Teke Colour: Orange-red gradient

Herd Affiliation: Aodh
Rank: Scoundrel
'Job': Pickpocket, thief, urchin, sometimes-a-smuggler-probably, anything that will put food in their belly.

Patron God: Possibly Digend? - "Look, if the Gods really cared, why would they let us suffer so much? "
Has heard stories of Digend and is attracted to the idea of chaos and turning the world upside down. Mainly to let the rich have a taste of what it is like to always feel hunger. Not so much the whole death and sacrifice stuff.

First Blessing: --
Second Blessing: --
Talent: --
Second Talent: --

Items:
Piercings - Left eyebrow, tongue and right nostril.
Tattoo on left side of the neck.

Parents -
Father: Gil | Aodh Commoner , unknown to either of them, but the resemblance is uncanny...
Biological but never met Mother: Vivi, commoner pegasus, deceased, NPC
Adopted Mother: Mama Ann , group NPC

  Friends -
  Edie - One of the Besties!
      Pax - Chip will crash with Pax from time to time, enjoying his company and the relative safety of his sewer oasis.

Familiar: Fancy Rat
Name: Rex
Nicknames: The Rat King, King, His Majesty, Rexxy

Info: The Rat King, King or more commonly Rex, is a fat fancy rat that Chip adores from here and to the stars. Rex is his baby and is treated as such, decked out in stolen finery (probably not very valuable, but they look the part) and always given the best food available. Erh, next after Chip. Rex himself is a lazy creature who's perfectly happy with his leisurely lifestyle. The Ratlings see him as their mascot and dote on the fat creature as well, having provided him with a red velvet pillow on which he can be found most of the time. If not there, Rex is most likely riding shotgun in Chip's mane.

Trivia
Undernourished for most of his life, leading to stunted growth and weak bones. A terrible flier for the same reasons and near constantly shedding feathers. Try surprising him, whydontcha!
Can't read or write or even do simple math. Someone tutor him!
Food obsessed! He is very unlikely to share any food he comes across unless you're a really young little thing with huge watery eyes.
Grew up in Little Lights Orphanage and considers Mama Ann the closest thing he has to a mother. He will still visit from time to time and, impressively enough, brings small gifts which might assist the orphanage or Mama in one way or another.
The Ratlings

Has gathered a small rag-tag band of street kids like himself, dubbing them all his 'Ratlings'. Are they a street gang? Weeell sort of! Chip teaches them how to trick citizens so that they may be robbed. What a... noble cause. The Ratlings usually gather in the morning and are assigned jobs, and once more in the evening to share the spoils of the day, usually food.
Payment for being a Ratling, thus enjoying safety in numbers, and the protective wings of Chip is food! Chip doesn't really provide that much protection though, but somehow the kids look up to him anyway.
Once a week each Ratling is expected to pay a two shard fee which goes towards buying food for all. Chip never uses the full amount and keeps a hidden stash for himself. What a jerk.
Chip cares for the kiddos as a distant older brother might, but if the law catches up, it's every man for himself! Ultimately he would sacrifice every Ratling for himself.

Personality

Plucky| Watchful | Sarcastic| Rebellious | Selfish | Narcissistic

Plucky
|Showing determined courage in the face of obstacles|
Faced with difficulties since his first breath, Chip has grown incredibly determined. When faced with hardship and obstacles, he will not think twice about taking them on, of course with a grin and a wink at his side, never letting it be known just rattled he might be. Life has tried to beat him down every step of the way, and every time he's clenched his jaw and fought back with a sparky, and very annoying, attitude.

Watchful
|Alert and vigilant|
Chip is constantly on edge, alert and observant of his surroundings. In his line of work, he simply cannot afford to relax except while occupying a few safehouses (and even then the relaxation is minimal) and so he is constantly on the watch for trouble. Anything out of the ordinary, which might signal a Chevalier on the prowl or that specific kind and good-natured face which makes a perfect target. Chip is quick to spot it all, though he is by far flawless. This constant alertness makes him come across as quite jumpy every now and then and causes some sleepless nights.

Sarcastic
|Using irony in order to mock|
Is there anything as truly satisfying as a quip delivered at just the right moment? Chips is very much a fan of this form of communication (though he can't take it nearly as well as he gives it) and many a poor soul has been faced with his barrage of sarcasm. A form of self-defence perhaps or simply a bad habit born in response to a less than ideal life and dark future.

Rebellious
|A desire to resist authority|
Authority sucks! The king sucks! The chevaliers suck! Born with rebellion in his blood, Chip will do anything to flip the government off... while also staying safely below the radar. He'll paint swear words (he knows how to spell a handful but does so poorly) on walls at night, knock over trash cans, pee in your flowerbeds and of course direct his little gang of kids to pilfer and plunder. Did someone say overthrow the rich? Chip is guaranteed to be present!

Selfish
|Concerned chiefly their own personal profit|
At the end of the day one thing matters and one thing only: Chip and his health. He will still do what he can to keep his compatriots and little Ratlings safe, but only because it will all result in his safety. Getting his Ratlings to gather food to share in the evening, is simply to ensure that he will have food every day.

Narcissistic
|Admiration of oneself|
Chip has a hard time finding flaws about himself, even his chipped tooth is a gift which only serves to make him alluring. He can't understand how anyone wouldn't find him the bee's knees, even on those bad days where he might stress-shed a few feathers. Clearly, Chip is a gift to the world, and if you can't see that, you've missed out on something grand.

HistoryPre-Group Activity

  Vivi came from a common family which, as so many other families, aspired for greatness and rising through the ranks. Vivi was expected to marry into money one way or another, and she was soft and pliable enough to follow family instructions to the tee. All would have been well if her path hadn't crossed with Gil who swept her off her hooves as easily as an autumn breeze picks up a dry leaf. Their brief meeting had long-lasting consequences as Vivi found herself pregnant soon after, much to the horror of her family. Refusing to give up the child by forced miscarriage or any other way, Vivi was ejected from the family, cut off from both sides. She thought briefly about seeking out the unborn child's father but eventually decided against involving him in the situation.

  Vivi believed that somehow, with the grace of Ignacio, that she would be able to make it on her own and make a life for her child. She managed to scrape through her pregnancy, earning food and lodging through dubious trades, but she never managed to scrape enough shards together to buy proper healthcare. Sadly this would result in her death as she went into a long and complicated labour, assisted by friends but no doctor. Little Chip was delivered in the dead of night and was held by Vivi until she passed away a few short hours later from bleeding which could not be stopped. The newborn was dropped at the steps of Little Lights Orphanage with little ceremony, left in a woven basket to be discovered at the crack of dawn.

Chip had no knowledge of his troubled start in life. To him, Little Lights was home, Mama Ann was his mother and the other kids were his siblings... at least for a handful of happy years. Turning six, Chip began to notice the cracks in his life, a smart little bean who often questioned his situation. Keenly observing the world around him, Chip would wonder aloud why he didn't have parents like others. Why he was stuck in 'this place' rather than out there, exploring the world. He turned into a slippery little eel and at any given opportunity would vanish into the city on his own, watching, learning and yearning to be a part of that.

Chip began to steal early on, food mostly, to soothe his alway aching belly. He was undeterred by the possibility of getting caught and punished, getting hooked on the adrenaline instead. As time passed and he saw friends adopted while he was always overlooked, he eventually gave up on that classic dream of being discovered by a family and turned towards a more dubious future. It became obvious that he would have to take care of himself by any means possible and so he left the orphanage and took to the streets instead. Little Lights had enough mouths to feed and Chip didn't want to put any extra weight on Moma Ann's shoulders, especially not when he knew he could succeed on his own!

Streetlife turned out to be a rough life and Chip had to grow up fast. For a while, he ran with other street urchins, even made close friends such as Edie, but it wasn't until Chip realized how easily youngsters could be manipulated that he became truly successful.

He began adopting the young street kids, taking them under his wings in the guise of caring for their wellbeing. Well, he did care a little, but not nearly as much as he passed off. These kids were meal tickets and extra eyes to keep his back free of trouble. He named them his 'Ratlings' out of jest, but the name stuck quickly to the scurry ragtag children. Nearly invisible or at least overlooked and ignored by most, they manoeuvred the city with relative ease, conning and thieving to make it to yet another day.

Content, for the time being, Chip constantly keeps an eye out for opportunities. He has no desire to be another citizen but would like more influence in the streets. The freedom of the streets serves him well, the thrill of almost getting caught keeps his blood pumping, and so far he's happy with the company of his Ratlings and those few faces he calls close friends.

Currently
Group History

N/A

Description

Written bio: 5 AP
Headshot: 1 AP
2 Full bodies : 6 AP
Same character bonus: 1 AP
13 AP for Chip
Pose reference: Friesian Sporthorse Yearling at Liberty by HorseStockPhotos

Created: June 14th, 2018
May 16th, 2019: Chip gets his fat rat familiar, His Majesty the Rat King, Rex!

SA | Chip | Astral Tracker
SA | Crystal Shards and Favor Tracker
Moodboard

"One jump ahead of the lawmen! "

Profile
Name: Chip
Nickname: Chipster, Canary, Songbird, flea infested sonofabi***!!
Age: 17
Gender: Transmale - He/him or they/them
Breed: Pegasus (Canary )
  Design by: Chipo-H0P3
Height: 12Hh
Coat Colour: Roan Bay
Orientation: Polyamorous pansexual
Teke Colour: Orange-red gradient

Herd Affiliation: Aodh
Rank: Scoundrel
'Job': Pickpocket, thief, urchin, sometimes-a-smuggler-probably, anything that will put food in their belly.

Patron God: Possibly Digend? - "Look, if the Gods really cared, why would they let us suffer so much? "
Has heard stories of Digend and is attracted to the idea of chaos and turning the world upside down. Mainly to let the rich have a taste of what it is like to always feel hunger. Not so much the whole death and sacrifice stuff.

First Blessing: --
Second Blessing: --
Talent: --
Second Talent: --

Items:
Piercings - Left eyebrow, tongue and right nostril.
Tattoo on left side of the neck.

Parents -
Father: Gil | Aodh Commoner , unknown to either of them, but the resemblance is uncanny...
Biological but never met Mother: Vivi, commoner pegasus, deceased, NPC
Adopted Mother: Mama Ann , group NPC

  Friends -
  Edie - One of the Besties!
      Pax - Chip will crash with Pax from time to time, enjoying his company and the relative safety of his sewer oasis.

Familiar: Fancy Rat
Name: Rex
Nicknames: The Rat King, King, His Majesty, Rexxy

Info: The Rat King, King or more commonly Rex, is a fat fancy rat that Chip adores from here and to the stars. Rex is his baby and is treated as such, decked out in stolen finery (probably not very valuable, but they look the part) and always given the best food available. Erh, next after Chip. Rex himself is a lazy creature who's perfectly happy with his leisurely lifestyle. The Ratlings see him as their mascot and dote on the fat creature as well, having provided him with a red velvet pillow on which he can be found most of the time. If not there, Rex is most likely riding shotgun in Chip's mane.

Trivia
Undernourished for most of his life, leading to stunted growth and weak bones. A terrible flier for the same reasons and near constantly shedding feathers. Try surprising him, whydontcha!
Can't read or write or even do simple math. Someone tutor him!
Food obsessed! He is very unlikely to share any food he comes across unless you're a really young little thing with huge watery eyes.
Grew up in Little Lights Orphanage and considers Mama Ann the closest thing he has to a mother. He will still visit from time to time and, impressively enough, brings small gifts which might assist the orphanage or Mama in one way or another.
The Ratlings

Has gathered a small rag-tag band of street kids like himself, dubbing them all his 'Ratlings'. Are they a street gang? Weeell sort of! Chip teaches them how to trick citizens so that they may be robbed. What a... noble cause. The Ratlings usually gather in the morning and are assigned jobs, and once more in the evening to share the spoils of the day, usually food.
Payment for being a Ratling, thus enjoying safety in numbers, and the protective wings of Chip is food! Chip doesn't really provide that much protection though, but somehow the kids look up to him anyway.
Once a week each Ratling is expected to pay a two shard fee which goes towards buying food for all. Chip never uses the full amount and keeps a hidden stash for himself. What a jerk.
Chip cares for the kiddos as a distant older brother might, but if the law catches up, it's every man for himself! Ultimately he would sacrifice every Ratling for himself.

Personality

Plucky| Watchful | Sarcastic| Rebellious | Selfish | Narcissistic

Plucky
|Showing determined courage in the face of obstacles|
Faced with difficulties since his first breath, Chip has grown incredibly determined. When faced with hardship and obstacles, he will not think twice about taking them on, of course with a grin and a wink at his side, never letting it be known just rattled he might be. Life has tried to beat him down every step of the way, and every time he's clenched his jaw and fought back with a sparky, and very annoying, attitude.

Watchful
|Alert and vigilant|
Chip is constantly on edge, alert and observant of his surroundings. In his line of work, he simply cannot afford to relax except while occupying a few safehouses (and even then the relaxation is minimal) and so he is constantly on the watch for trouble. Anything out of the ordinary, which might signal a Chevalier on the prowl or that specific kind and good-natured face which makes a perfect target. Chip is quick to spot it all, though he is by far flawless. This constant alertness makes him come across as quite jumpy every now and then and causes some sleepless nights.

Sarcastic
|Using irony in order to mock|
Is there anything as truly satisfying as a quip delivered at just the right moment? Chips is very much a fan of this form of communication (though he can't take it nearly as well as he gives it) and many a poor soul has been faced with his barrage of sarcasm. A form of self-defence perhaps or simply a bad habit born in response to a less than ideal life and dark future.

Rebellious
|A desire to resist authority|
Authority sucks! The king sucks! The chevaliers suck! Born with rebellion in his blood, Chip will do anything to flip the government off... while also staying safely below the radar. He'll paint swear words (he knows how to spell a handful but does so poorly) on walls at night, knock over trash cans, pee in your flowerbeds and of course direct his little gang of kids to pilfer and plunder. Did someone say overthrow the rich? Chip is guaranteed to be present!

Selfish
|Concerned chiefly their own personal profit|
At the end of the day one thing matters and one thing only: Chip and his health. He will still do what he can to keep his compatriots and little Ratlings safe, but only because it will all result in his safety. Getting his Ratlings to gather food to share in the evening, is simply to ensure that he will have food every day.

Narcissistic
|Admiration of oneself|
Chip has a hard time finding flaws about himself, even his chipped tooth is a gift which only serves to make him alluring. He can't understand how anyone wouldn't find him the bee's knees, even on those bad days where he might stress-shed a few feathers. Clearly, Chip is a gift to the world, and if you can't see that, you've missed out on something grand.

HistoryPre-Group Activity

  Vivi came from a common family which, as so many other families, aspired for greatness and rising through the ranks. Vivi was expected to marry into money one way or another, and she was soft and pliable enough to follow family instructions to the tee. All would have been well if her path hadn't crossed with Gil who swept her off her hooves as easily as an autumn breeze picks up a dry leaf. Their brief meeting had long-lasting consequences as Vivi found herself pregnant soon after, much to the horror of her family. Refusing to give up the child by forced miscarriage or any other way, Vivi was ejected from the family, cut off from both sides. She thought briefly about seeking out the unborn child's father but eventually decided against involving him in the situation.

  Vivi believed that somehow, with the grace of Ignacio, that she would be able to make it on her own and make a life for her child. She managed to scrape through her pregnancy, earning food and lodging through dubious trades, but she never managed to scrape enough shards together to buy proper healthcare. Sadly this would result in her death as she went into a long and complicated labour, assisted by friends but no doctor. Little Chip was delivered in the dead of night and was held by Vivi until she passed away a few short hours later from bleeding which could not be stopped. The newborn was dropped at the steps of Little Lights Orphanage with little ceremony, left in a woven basket to be discovered at the crack of dawn.

Chip had no knowledge of his troubled start in life. To him, Little Lights was home, Mama Ann was his mother and the other kids were his siblings... at least for a handful of happy years. Turning six, Chip began to notice the cracks in his life, a smart little bean who often questioned his situation. Keenly observing the world around him, Chip would wonder aloud why he didn't have parents like others. Why he was stuck in 'this place' rather than out there, exploring the world. He turned into a slippery little eel and at any given opportunity would vanish into the city on his own, watching, learning and yearning to be a part of that.

Chip began to steal early on, food mostly, to soothe his alway aching belly. He was undeterred by the possibility of getting caught and punished, getting hooked on the adrenaline instead. As time passed and he saw friends adopted while he was always overlooked, he eventually gave up on that classic dream of being discovered by a family and turned towards a more dubious future. It became obvious that he would have to take care of himself by any means possible and so he left the orphanage and took to the streets instead. Little Lights had enough mouths to feed and Chip didn't want to put any extra weight on Moma Ann's shoulders, especially not when he knew he could succeed on his own!

Streetlife turned out to be a rough life and Chip had to grow up fast. For a while, he ran with other street urchins, even made close friends such as Edie, but it wasn't until Chip realized how easily youngsters could be manipulated that he became truly successful.

He began adopting the young street kids, taking them under his wings in the guise of caring for their wellbeing. Well, he did care a little, but not nearly as much as he passed off. These kids were meal tickets and extra eyes to keep his back free of trouble. He named them his 'Ratlings' out of jest, but the name stuck quickly to the scurry ragtag children. Nearly invisible or at least overlooked and ignored by most, they manoeuvred the city with relative ease, conning and thieving to make it to yet another day.

Content, for the time being, Chip constantly keeps an eye out for opportunities. He has no desire to be another citizen but would like more influence in the streets. The freedom of the streets serves him well, the thrill of almost getting caught keeps his blood pumping, and so far he's happy with the company of his Ratlings and those few faces he calls close friends.

Currently
Group History

N/A