i luv him :00 1. Shaded poster thingy <33 2. not shaded 3. 2 fulls? clothed and not 4. og ort lol Name: Jackpot “Fume” Gender: Transmasc, he/him Age: young adult like 19 or 20 Species: either weasel or dog, or maybe a hybrid? Personality: standoffish, quiet, defensive, a lil rude, “I’m tired and angry but somebody should be”, has some pretty thick walls built around him Backstory: Jackpot comes from a good, kind family, but a bad place, if you will. His city was full of pollution, a lot physical but so much more mental. Billboards showed celebrities that everyone hoped to be but no one could hope to be. Violence ran amok, a lot being mental warfare. Tolerance, mental health, it was all a joke. You can guess the scenario that put our antihero in when he put the pieces together and learned he was trans, plus got official depression and ADD diagnoses. Eventually, he was tired of the bullying, and turned to the methods of the streets: graffiti. Some gorgeous works of acceptance on the walls, and some stinging on the faces of those who hurt him and the few he trusted. He found his passion in the aerosols, and, with the perpetrators now scared to go near him, he explores the streets in an effort to, between collecting trash as a personal hobby and coloring the dreary grey walls, make the city a more beautiful place.
ignore the hand xd
