METSAAUKIO HARTHROW, wip

[metsaaukio]

NAME. Metsäaukio Harthrow
GENDER. male
AGE. 2 years
CLASS. serf
MONARCHY.

APPEARANCE.
Is a domestic tabby x thosegraythingsthatstartwithaC.... yeah. <-- note to self

PERSONALITY.
Iron. Metsäaukio is iron. Even as a young child the boy seemed to have a cold look to him. The harshness of his features are glazed over by a layer of unchanging remoteness. People claim that you can see a person's soul in their eyes. Well look into those eyes and see, there is nothing there.Metsa has no soul. That coldness exists with a lack of heat, and is a thing that Kio quietly accepts. The boy is emotionless. He has no soul and with that lack of substance he lost everything. Call it a mental disorder. Call it an emotional screw up. Some sort of odd lack of dopamine. Metsäaukio simply doesn't care. He is a robot, a metallic icy thing that looks at others but does not see them.

Love is nonexistent. Kindness does not exist. For Metsäaukio, everything is observation. With his lack of emotions Kio gains a power that many can not claim. Now at a young age Metsäaukio can claim a scientific view on the world. Perhaps that is a bad thing, as he looks to all and see's only with a thin veil of boredom. The only reason he lives is to provide for those who own him. For he does not own himself. Nyphilium has no ability to live on his own, due to his uncaring personality. The poor boy would probably try to test different ways of suicide on some poor hapless pile of dogs and end up trying the last one himself.

Essentially the child belonged to Valkyrie. She was his relation, and the power of blood has always been a motivating factor. A robot must have a master. The boy though a loner, followed after his relation like a shadow. A blank tireless shadow. His heart, the beating one, rested in the woman's jaws. Now with his mother gone, Metsa has taken to a colder harsher way. A stalker, perhaps, Metsäaukio moves after whomever is in charge. His body is simply a gift. He does as he is told, with no thought to opinion. The higher ups hold his puppet strings, but it will forever be Valkyrie that claims the wooden cross that controls every motion the boy makes.

Along those lines, Metsäaukio takes orders very seriously. He is a militaristic sort of boy. Control and power is something he looks to and follows after. Detached and uncaring as he is Metsa has some severe OCD problems. Obsession is something he knows well, as his grooming patterns can show. He counts his steps when he walks, to be sure they are an even number when he stops. Metsa goes as far as to get twitchy and oddly uncomfortable when the star's do not line up properly. Though there are few things that can draw up any sort of rise from him, Metsa despises dirty things with a passion. The ginger boy will stalk and proceed to jump people in order to clean their fur. He'll do it with his tongue if he has to.

Metsäaukio has a deep need to keep order. It simply who he is. Its probably another mental tweak that came along with his emotional issues. On a slightly brighter note, Metsa is not a bad creature. Not that he is good either. The man has no alliances, besides that to his master Valkyrie. He does not know the difference between right and wrong. The child is extremely blunt, and cares not for skipping around things. Though this only comes out when he wishes it to.

Metsäaukio could be described as a genius. The man is wickedly intelligent, but not excessively cunning. He collects information with a photographic memory, the likes of which could be extremely useful to any pack master that get's their paws on him. Darkly philosophical, the boy has his own views on certain subjects. He finds them stupid, and has a deep contempt for such ideals. His cleverness results in a bluntness when he wishes, but a severe secrecy when its called for. As a spy Metsäaukio knows what he is doing,and will report every detail right down to what color dinner was the week before.

HISTORY.


VOICE. Dead weight. Metsa's voice is a cold stone dropped into a pool of water. There is never very much emotion represented in the tones, and when there is it is either extremely well defined thanks to his need for acting or hazy in it's awkwardness.
GAIT. Even and short stepping. Metsaaukio has a rather noble pace to his gait, though it is more due to his unrelenting pride than anything else.

SECRETS. Deep wish for a replacement for Valkyrie.
DREAMS. Complete order in the world. (peace or destruction)
FEARS. Disorder. Actions by others.

SOCIAL HISTORY.
Valkyrie Harthrow;; Precious mother, dead in the dust. Once upon a time the world revolved around you, and I followed your whims as a bug follows a light, but now you are gone. I am unsure if I fell pain over this matter, for at the moment it seems so far away, but I do miss you. You who taught me the world.

Yarrow Darksidy;; Ungrateful morose monster. You are useless and childish. Frankly I do believe you should be dead by now. Amazing your still alive. Perhaps one day we will meet again and I can give you the demise you have so oddly skipped in these last few months.

QUESTIONS. Everything. All unknown knowledge should and will be acquired. Metsa questions everything, and upon learning the answer will question that as well.