AtomSmasher

❛❛ For science, by science,

AtomSmasher

17 || Human || Man || Black

PERSONALITY

TRAITS
✔ Reads the manuals, prepared, goal-focused.

✖ Stubborn, Aversion to pseudoscience, beserkitis.

LIKES/DISLIKES
✔ Science, documentaries, obscure stuff.

✖ pseudoscience, lack of control, magic (if it were real. Which it isn't.)

OVERVIEW
The Prince of Space is a master at screwing everyone's carefully laid out plans, while claiming to LOVE plans.

STATS

✪ GENERAL

Name:
Symbol: Atom
Strife Specibus: Watergunkind
Fetch Modus: Science
Instrument: Vials and glass bars
Ectobiological Guardian: Mother
Number of Sessions: 0 + Current

✪ FIRST SESSION
Classpect: Prince of Space
Moon: Prospit
Medium: Land of Happiness and %$#@# (Navies and Frogs)
Kernelsprite: (TBD)
Coplayers: (TBD)

✪ CURRENT SESSION
Classpect: -
Moon: -
Medium: -
Kernelsprite: -
Coplayers: -

> ENTER NAME.

You are HERMANN HEISEMBERG, a 17 year old future PHYSICS enthusiast. Even at your small age you are intersted on the BIG SCIENCES to a point bordering on OBSESSION, a fact that your dear, sweet, precious mother, your only caretaker, has indicated in the past repeatedly. Apart from that, you have acquired an interest on OBSCURE VIDEOGAMES, along with sudden INESCAPABLE URGES to show off your latest acquirements that you gain from a MYSTERIOUS benefactor, or maybe it's your mom trying to pass as someone else. You wouldn't know, since you are notoriously bad at JUDGING CHARACTER, which on the flip side has garnered you a fair amount of internet acquaintances, with which to share your latest TREASURE, the SBURB Beta, a game so inmersed in WEIRD PHYSICS you can barely contain your excitement.

In fact, these people already have a copy of said Beta on the way to their houses, or closest indicator from their IP, a habit of yours that can border on OVERBEARING and an affront onother's personal SPACE. You want to stop, but you honeslty don't want to stop. Stopping is not what the GREAT SCIENCE demands of you.

You usually wear your PRISTINE WHITE LAB COAT which you wear inside your house and you consider NOT CREEPY AT ALL, and a shirt with the logo of an atom. Because that's what people of SCIENCE wear. You are eager for your blonde hair to turn white to be closer to the GREAT SCIENCISTS' glorious WHITE MANE. You'd also have to wear shoes, but that's stupid, so you instead wear trainers. That is something not even the GREAT SCIENCE can't deterr you from doing.

Your chumhandle is AtomSmasher (AS) and you type with only the best punctuation, altohugh you have a bad ahbit of misplacing your h's, and seem incapable to stop writing "teh".

Your Classpect is the Prince of Space, but obviously you don't know that yet, knowing those things would be magic, and magic doesn't exist.