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Description
Here's a better Character sheet for him.
eyes and skin color-
Are we done making fun of the guy with purple eyes and green skin yet?
Body type and Species
He towers over the obviously pissed hedgehog. A bored look crosses his face as he looks down at Neon.
One look at him, and Neon can tell just by looking at him he could snap the Dragon Mobian like a malnourished twig.

Shoe style-
What do you mean you can't tie shoes?
Big giant boots...with snaps because the sound they make is neat.

Hair color-
Neon- I don't care if he is wearing a green wig and glow in the dark clown suit. He gets his job down UNLIKE YOU!

Attitude-
Oh blow me!
Razzle- I have an opening at three. That good for you, princess?
Are you suicidal or cocky?
Razzle- Good question....I'll let you know when I know.
Goodie, another suicide mission. Where do I sign?

Clothing Style-
What do you mean we have a dress code now? That's bullshit. My entire wardrobe is on that list. And not in a good way.
Hey, wait a minute. That means I get to go and get new clothes. All on the empire's dime.

Birthplace-
Never really been out of Pumpkin Hill. Which is odd because I've looked, and I'm the only Dragon Mobian here. Had to look it up in a book to find that tidbit.

Odds and Ends that don't really fit anywhere Else
I'm smart enough to know that's bullshit.
Hey, you said you wanted me to get ONLY the best for his harem. So I did.
You're just jealous that my budget is better than yours.
Not more cheese. All those human fucks think I eat is cheese and bugs.

Sweet Odin, that's a nice shirt. I want fifty of them so I can roll on them in my off time.
Oh, the things I would do for some nice silk sheets and a decent sandwich. Unspeakable things, mind you.
I don't know if I want to fuck it or sleep on it. It's that good of a blanket.

If Emperor Neon can give me the opportunity to kill humans, I don't care how insane he is.
You hit a human enough times with anything, they'll die. Eventually.
Excuse me for not liking a species where every time I was with one, they either beat the shit out of me or thought I can regrow cut off limbs.

Seems I am not allowed alone with either Jane or Syn-whatever his name is. Something about wanting to beat me to death with my own tonsils. Oh, and giving them bad ideas.
Got any bleach I can borrow? Had to dispatch of a pest and it got messy.

I once traded a hot pocket for the allegiance of a small island in the name of the Empire. Now try and TOP THAT.
Gay, straight, both, neither, I don't care. Just wrap it up and clean up after you are done.
Just because I'm a man whore doesn't mean I don't have feelings, you cock.

Which part of might be missing a digit aren't you grasping?
With little trouble, I could have any of the girls in the harem. We could have the most amazingly great sex til we got sick of each other. Who wants that?

Unable to control himself, Razzle grasps one of the red tipped quills. The soft texture causes an appreciative moan to slip from his lips, catching the owner of the quill's attention. A look of confusion is replaced with vile hatred and disgust instantly. Limply, Razzle lets go of the quill.
"You freaky little faggot." Neon snarls. "Go before I rip your arm off and beat you with it."
Grateful for his chance to escape, Razzle flees, blushing fiercely at being caught indulging his fur fetish.

Description
Here's a better Character sheet for him.
eyes and skin color-
Are we done making fun of the guy with purple eyes and green skin yet?
Body type and Species
He towers over the obviously pissed hedgehog. A bored look crosses his face as he looks down at Neon.
One look at him, and Neon can tell just by looking at him he could snap the Dragon Mobian like a malnourished twig.

Shoe style-
What do you mean you can't tie shoes?
Big giant boots...with snaps because the sound they make is neat.

Hair color-
Neon- I don't care if he is wearing a green wig and glow in the dark clown suit. He gets his job down UNLIKE YOU!

Attitude-
Oh blow me!
Razzle- I have an opening at three. That good for you, princess?
Are you suicidal or cocky?
Razzle- Good question....I'll let you know when I know.
Goodie, another suicide mission. Where do I sign?

Clothing Style-
What do you mean we have a dress code now? That's bullshit. My entire wardrobe is on that list. And not in a good way.
Hey, wait a minute. That means I get to go and get new clothes. All on the empire's dime.

Birthplace-
Never really been out of Pumpkin Hill. Which is odd because I've looked, and I'm the only Dragon Mobian here. Had to look it up in a book to find that tidbit.

Odds and Ends that don't really fit anywhere Else
I'm smart enough to know that's bullshit.
Hey, you said you wanted me to get ONLY the best for his harem. So I did.
You're just jealous that my budget is better than yours.
Not more cheese. All those human fucks think I eat is cheese and bugs.

Sweet Odin, that's a nice shirt. I want fifty of them so I can roll on them in my off time.
Oh, the things I would do for some nice silk sheets and a decent sandwich. Unspeakable things, mind you.
I don't know if I want to fuck it or sleep on it. It's that good of a blanket.

If Emperor Neon can give me the opportunity to kill humans, I don't care how insane he is.
You hit a human enough times with anything, they'll die. Eventually.
Excuse me for not liking a species where every time I was with one, they either beat the shit out of me or thought I can regrow cut off limbs.

Seems I am not allowed alone with either Jane or Syn-whatever his name is. Something about wanting to beat me to death with my own tonsils. Oh, and giving them bad ideas.
Got any bleach I can borrow? Had to dispatch of a pest and it got messy.

I once traded a hot pocket for the allegiance of a small island in the name of the Empire. Now try and TOP THAT.
Gay, straight, both, neither, I don't care. Just wrap it up and clean up after you are done.
Just because I'm a man whore doesn't mean I don't have feelings, you cock.

Which part of might be missing a digit aren't you grasping?
With little trouble, I could have any of the girls in the harem. We could have the most amazingly great sex til we got sick of each other. Who wants that?

Unable to control himself, Razzle grasps one of the red tipped quills. The soft texture causes an appreciative moan to slip from his lips, catching the owner of the quill's attention. A look of confusion is replaced with vile hatred and disgust instantly. Limply, Razzle lets go of the quill.
"You freaky little faggot." Neon snarls. "Go before I rip your arm off and beat you with it."
Grateful for his chance to escape, Razzle flees, blushing fiercely at being caught indulging his fur fetish.