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Name: Sniper (real name: Timothy McQuiggin)
Gender/Sex: Cis male
Birthday: July 23
Age: 14
Height/Weight: 5'3" / 110 lbs.
Species: Furret
Type:
Ability: Keen Eye

Weaknesses/Strengths:

4x:
2x:
1/2x:
0x:

Nature/Characteristic: Quiet, Alert to Sounds

Personality:

Sniper is a quiet teen, two parts shy and one part mute. He can be pretty awkward in social situations due to his inability to speak, nodding and shaking his head being the most he could do when he's talked to. While he can be a little mistrusting of others at first, it doesn't take long for him to grow on people as long as they give him no reason not to be.

He's a kind Furret, respectful towards everyone he meets. He's aware that everything is much less than picture-perfect so he does his best to follow orders and to overall not be a bother when there's much more pressing matters to attend to than some rebellious teenager. The ferret wants to help wherever he can as well, lending a hand to anyone who might need it. Due to this he sacrifices his free time often, opting to stand guard and keep people safe so they don't have to worry about the next potential threat, among doing other tasks to help the town run smoothly.

It can be difficult to coax him out of his work to make him do something "fun", because he always feels the need to do something productive and also because he's wary of trying anything new. For someone as young as him, he's not used to the idea of relaxing, especially with previous events causing him to always be on high alert. He's got a good head on his shoulders, but it'll take time for him to realize that someone's looking out for him just as much as he's looking out for them.

History:

Timothy was a rather unassuming child at first. Small, quiet, kept close to others for protection. He was just one of many who lived in the settlement, hidden well in the forest save for a lookout tower that was the tallest piece of construction in the area. Like any other child he was taught the basics of survival, such as how to forage for food and the steps to treating wounds. Beyond that he didn't seem like much. But if he showed his skills with a slingshot one would soon realize he was no ordinary kid.

The Sentret had impeccable aim, able to pick off bottles with pebbles from several meters away. When he wasn't with the other kids in town he was on his own, shooting objects off the rocks they were placed on before replacing them to repeat the process. His sharp eyes did not go unnoticed, and soon enough that slingshot was replaced with a gun.

Gun training was controversial, his parents disapproving of him handling a firearm when he was so young. Even Timothy was scared of the idea at first, he never killed anything before, not even a single feral for food. But the number of guards was dwindling and new recruitments were needed, so with reluctance the child trained under the town's chief with various firearms before he was situated in that lookout tower with the gun he showed the most skill with, a sniper rifle.

His first shot on the job was so stressful that he missed, a nick on a beast's ear as it was nearing the main entrance to their town. It took three more shots before the creature was injured enough for the other guards to dispose of it. It went better when the next threat came in, two bullets where one was lethal before too many of their own were present for him to get a clear shot. The longer he was on the job, the more he calmed down. He had to as lives were on the line, he was their first line of defence as he had the clearest view of the outskirts of town. By the time he was able to gun down a threat on his own he was as calm as he could possibly be given the situation. He even had a sense of pride with his work. He was protecting the community just like how they were protecting him before he became a guard. He was doing something right.

But sometimes 'right' was not enough, because while they could take down ferals just fine, a planned assault was a completely different story.

Raiders flooded the town in one big wave, and Tim couldn't send the warning until it was too late. While not outmanned they were most definitely outgunned, there was no way the town could stay standing after this. So the evolved Furret did his job the best he could, shooting down the intruders chasing the civilians so they could make their escape. Still in his tower focusing on the raiders below, he never noticed one flew up behind him until he heard a close gunshot that wasn't his own.

The last thing he remembered then was falling into a deep sleep.

He woke again with a start and the first thing he did was pat himself to search for any injuries. Other than the soreness on his chest, feeling hungry and tired in general he was fine, Rest having been his last-ditch effort at staying alive. It took one glance at the blood he was laying in for him to remember everything. It took longer for him to realize the silence once he stopped panicking. It was over.

Slowly he came down from his post to do a head count and sent a silent prayer for every mon he passed, something he always saw someone else do in this situation. Not everyone was present, most notably his parents. He could only hope they were able to escape instead of be captured.

No longer having any reason to stay in the wiped settlement, he grabbed whatever supplies the raiders weren't able to find themselves and set out on his own, a map he procurred showing him a much larger city: Home. Maybe there he can start situating himself again.

Moveset: 9/15

Night Daze*
Knock Off*
Feint*
Disable*
Acupressure*
Foresight
Quick Attack
Grass Knot
Rest

Job: Guard Trainee [Sniper]
While Sniper has worked as a guard before, his young age puts him as a trainee in Home. He doesn't mind it though, if anything he's a little glad he can work under someone who'll look after him.
Class: Guard

Extras:

@ShootyKid
Born mute, he can still make some sounds as long as they don't involve his vocal cords (ie. sighing and yawning)
Due to never being outside his settlement before, he felt the need to use the nickname 'Sniper' to protect his identity.
Along with average bullets, he also has non-penetrating ones so he can use Acupressure on others from afar by shooting them.
Also has smaller healing bullets that do penetrate. They close the resulting wound and dissolve immediately, giving a soothing sensation as it takes effect.
They both hurt at first. A lot.
He's very sorry.
Was taught martial arts that involve hitting pressure points. He can Disable others when focused enough but in a panicked state he'll flinch them at best before making his escape.
Really not a big fan of hand-to-hand combat.
He still has a slingshot he uses to shoot cans in his spare time. More satisfying target practice in his opinion.

Description

Been uploading just apps lately w oops have a raccoon ferret

Name: Sniper (real name: Timothy McQuiggin)
Gender/Sex: Cis male
Birthday: July 23
Age: 14
Height/Weight: 5'3" / 110 lbs.
Species: Furret
Type:
Ability: Keen Eye

Weaknesses/Strengths:

4x:
2x:
1/2x:
0x:

Nature/Characteristic: Quiet, Alert to Sounds

Personality:

Sniper is a quiet teen, two parts shy and one part mute. He can be pretty awkward in social situations due to his inability to speak, nodding and shaking his head being the most he could do when he's talked to. While he can be a little mistrusting of others at first, it doesn't take long for him to grow on people as long as they give him no reason not to be.

He's a kind Furret, respectful towards everyone he meets. He's aware that everything is much less than picture-perfect so he does his best to follow orders and to overall not be a bother when there's much more pressing matters to attend to than some rebellious teenager. The ferret wants to help wherever he can as well, lending a hand to anyone who might need it. Due to this he sacrifices his free time often, opting to stand guard and keep people safe so they don't have to worry about the next potential threat, among doing other tasks to help the town run smoothly.

It can be difficult to coax him out of his work to make him do something "fun", because he always feels the need to do something productive and also because he's wary of trying anything new. For someone as young as him, he's not used to the idea of relaxing, especially with previous events causing him to always be on high alert. He's got a good head on his shoulders, but it'll take time for him to realize that someone's looking out for him just as much as he's looking out for them.

History:

Timothy was a rather unassuming child at first. Small, quiet, kept close to others for protection. He was just one of many who lived in the settlement, hidden well in the forest save for a lookout tower that was the tallest piece of construction in the area. Like any other child he was taught the basics of survival, such as how to forage for food and the steps to treating wounds. Beyond that he didn't seem like much. But if he showed his skills with a slingshot one would soon realize he was no ordinary kid.

The Sentret had impeccable aim, able to pick off bottles with pebbles from several meters away. When he wasn't with the other kids in town he was on his own, shooting objects off the rocks they were placed on before replacing them to repeat the process. His sharp eyes did not go unnoticed, and soon enough that slingshot was replaced with a gun.

Gun training was controversial, his parents disapproving of him handling a firearm when he was so young. Even Timothy was scared of the idea at first, he never killed anything before, not even a single feral for food. But the number of guards was dwindling and new recruitments were needed, so with reluctance the child trained under the town's chief with various firearms before he was situated in that lookout tower with the gun he showed the most skill with, a sniper rifle.

His first shot on the job was so stressful that he missed, a nick on a beast's ear as it was nearing the main entrance to their town. It took three more shots before the creature was injured enough for the other guards to dispose of it. It went better when the next threat came in, two bullets where one was lethal before too many of their own were present for him to get a clear shot. The longer he was on the job, the more he calmed down. He had to as lives were on the line, he was their first line of defence as he had the clearest view of the outskirts of town. By the time he was able to gun down a threat on his own he was as calm as he could possibly be given the situation. He even had a sense of pride with his work. He was protecting the community just like how they were protecting him before he became a guard. He was doing something right.

But sometimes 'right' was not enough, because while they could take down ferals just fine, a planned assault was a completely different story.

Raiders flooded the town in one big wave, and Tim couldn't send the warning until it was too late. While not outmanned they were most definitely outgunned, there was no way the town could stay standing after this. So the evolved Furret did his job the best he could, shooting down the intruders chasing the civilians so they could make their escape. Still in his tower focusing on the raiders below, he never noticed one flew up behind him until he heard a close gunshot that wasn't his own.

The last thing he remembered then was falling into a deep sleep.

He woke again with a start and the first thing he did was pat himself to search for any injuries. Other than the soreness on his chest, feeling hungry and tired in general he was fine, Rest having been his last-ditch effort at staying alive. It took one glance at the blood he was laying in for him to remember everything. It took longer for him to realize the silence once he stopped panicking. It was over.

Slowly he came down from his post to do a head count and sent a silent prayer for every mon he passed, something he always saw someone else do in this situation. Not everyone was present, most notably his parents. He could only hope they were able to escape instead of be captured.

No longer having any reason to stay in the wiped settlement, he grabbed whatever supplies the raiders weren't able to find themselves and set out on his own, a map he procurred showing him a much larger city: Home. Maybe there he can start situating himself again.

Moveset: 9/15

Night Daze*
Knock Off*
Feint*
Disable*
Acupressure*
Foresight
Quick Attack
Grass Knot
Rest

Job: Guard Trainee [Sniper]
While Sniper has worked as a guard before, his young age puts him as a trainee in Home. He doesn't mind it though, if anything he's a little glad he can work under someone who'll look after him.
Class: Guard

Extras:

@ShootyKid
Born mute, he can still make some sounds as long as they don't involve his vocal cords (ie. sighing and yawning)
Due to never being outside his settlement before, he felt the need to use the nickname 'Sniper' to protect his identity.
Along with average bullets, he also has non-penetrating ones so he can use Acupressure on others from afar by shooting them.
Also has smaller healing bullets that do penetrate. They close the resulting wound and dissolve immediately, giving a soothing sensation as it takes effect.
They both hurt at first. A lot.
He's very sorry.
Was taught martial arts that involve hitting pressure points. He can Disable others when focused enough but in a panicked state he'll flinch them at best before making his escape.
Really not a big fan of hand-to-hand combat.
He still has a slingshot he uses to shoot cans in his spare time. More satisfying target practice in his opinion.