Gambit Bio

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Bio for Gambit! His ref is up above! ||Basic|| Full Name> Gambit Martins Nickname/Alias> Weed Weirdo, Dirtface, Desertdude, and the only one he likes: Cactus King. Gender> Male Orientation>??? Place of Origin>The coast of Bain Species>Human, witch Birthday>August 8th Age>29 Theme Song> Nina Cried Power // Hoizer Height> 6'8'' Tall boi ;'0 ||Ties|| Kin> Xeno, distant cousins Close friends> Various extra sailors (including Mason, an exsailor) Familiar> Finnagin, or Fin, a cacti plant. Fin usually doesn't do much, and is very high maintenance. However, he helped Gambit when he lost his eye and generally gives him more stamina then he would have had. On very, very rare occasions he will allow Gambit to hear the whispers of other plants. Significant other> Open, but hard, he's a brick of angst and tofu ||Personality (1-10 scale)|| Accent> 2 (a bit of ship slang) Sarcasm> 93 Motivation> 2 Awkwardness> 5 Slyness> 7 Popularity> 9 or 3? (Notorious for failing lol) ||Personality Summary|| He has had more than his share of bad breaks, and honestly doesn't care about much anymore. Taking care of Fin has made him irratable a lot of the time. One of his only hobbies, which is also his job, is sailing ships. On the sea he doesn't need magic and can just put Fin in a sunny nook in his quarters. He's only slightly happy and willing to talk more than nescasary when you can only see blue to the edges of the Earths. He often tells tales woven in broken melodies of his travels. On land he is quite and reserved, and very easily ticked off, especially around other magicians, witches mainly. ||Backstory|| Okay, so where Gambit lives there is a huge ton of magic. You are born with some, but it comes in different forms. You can be a mage, with an inanimate medium (staff/ wand, etc.), a alchemist, who combines science and their magic, a wizard, who can just naturally channel energy through their strength, a witch, who has a lifeform familiar, or not have any magic (very rare!!!). Gambit is a witch, and shortly after he was born his familiar was bound to appear. When it did it was a lifeform...just not an animal. In the history of the lands there was no recorded incidents of a plant familiar manifesting. A few, a powerful bunch, had undead or unrealistic creatures for familiars, but this was insane. So for literally always he was avoided, studied, or just shunned completely. His parents never really cared, as they also saw him as a psyco. Eventually he abandoned his witch robes and ran to countryside. There he met Mason, who had just escaped his own home and they travelled together, quite aimlessly. The two began to attract more young runaways, many without or with weak magic. One day, the gang of wanderers was passing through a port town. Gambit was uncomfortable, as it reminded him of his youth, but there was one thing he had never seen before. There was a huge ship, polished to the gleaming, bigger than any Gambit had seen. It was for sale, and through various odd positions and professions Gambit managed to buy it. There were a surprising amount of runaways who could sail, and the rest would learn the ropes quick enough, he reasoned. When he and the gang got on and set course for their first voyage Mason started to feel really sick, and was shaking in ways you normally can't shake. He started whispering 'nonsense' about not being able to hold his form while on water. They had no choice but to drop him off at the next town. They keep in touch in a complex system of letters, although they are few and in uneven intervails. Gambit still doesn't know the true origins of the dude named Mason. It's fine though, he prefers the mystery. He has been hardened and molded like playdough, over and over, and has essentially become numb to most sensation, although letters give him a certain boost. To this day, the figurehead of their ship is a witch hat covered in laurels. ||Extras|| +He gets a migraine for days after Fin opens his senses to the plants. +He still absolutely resents Fin and if their life forces were not tied he would rather not have magic. +He lost his eye on his birthday, someone accidently dropped the cake knife when they tripped over him napping on the ground. +He can't close his right eye, and so they are extremely dry and he carried eyedrops. +He has a bunch of metallic jackets. +NO SHOES FOR THIS M8 +Sometimes Fin makes him blush just for fun, it's green when Fin makes him.