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Description
The first thing you would notice about KamachiG7 is his height, for he is fourteen feet and ten inches high. Even for his sub-species, the Anerotas, that is tall. Even though is he part robotic, you couldn't tell from just looking at him. He is skinny, and normally wears blue jeans and a simple t-shirt. His hair is black and spiky, and reaches down to his eyes. He's very pale.
(Yes, I am leaving out details on purpose.)
Personality
If someone who had just met Kamachi would use one word to describe him, it would be "robotic". While his motions are fluid and his deep voice has no metallic tinge, he seldom talks and seems to either be looking somewhere else, or is staring into your very soul. He carries an aurora of creepiness around him, and almost no one wants to be around him for very long.
Equipment
Nothing that you would notice.
History
A mystery to most; not many people even know that he's part robot, though some of them can guess.
KamachiG7 walked into the bar, almost too tall to fit into the room. After looking around at the various people and creatures, he chose to sat down on a stool and order some tea.
Kamachi looked at this strange girl. She was holding out her hand, though for what purpose, he didn't know. "You can sit" he said in a deep voice that echoed throughout the room.
"That is classified information" he said, quietly sipping his tea as this girl sipped her water.
So, she knew his name...the question was, how? It didn't concern him much, but it was nevertheless a curiosity he wished to find out. "How did you know my name?" he asked, not sounding too interested.
Ah, a species characteristic? "What are you?" he asked, bring his tea cup up to his lips.
A genie? He added that species to his brain. "What is a genie?" he asked, preparing to store the information away in his databases.
A human? He added that species to his database, along with the provided information of a genie. "Tell me more about humans."
"So, death is your profession? I can relate to that" he said, finishing up his cup of tea.
"Grant wishes...I have a wish" he said, not looking eager -- in fact, the very opposite.
Kamachi glanced over at Ali. She seemed to be the only "uninteresting" person here -- but looks could be deceiving.
The woman, Ali, that Kamachi was starring at didn't look up -- just continued to look at the table she was seated at. What species was she? It might be beneficial to ask. He got up and walked over to the small woman.
Once Kamachi took a seat next to Ali, she looked up and muttered a strange phrase in a language he didn't recognize. He wondered if she would understand the main language that everyone here seemed to speak. "What are you?" he asked.
So she could understand this language -- he repeated the question. "What are you?"
"I mean" Kamachi said, "what species are you? And if you could give me more information on your species, I would be most pleased."
Kamachi scanned and analyzed the "human's" body, picking up all he could about them for her physical appearance. "Only one species...I have known few planets with only one type of people occupying them" he said. "You must know a lot; care to share that information? If you would let me, I could scour your brain."