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Description

Height: 2.4 feet
Weight: 5KG
A tiny creature in the basic shape of a human but sized-down.
Has a head larger than a human and eyes almost three times the size of a normal human.
Has 14.5 inch long tail with hand at the end. The hand has four fingers and a thumb. Both hand and tail are lacking in motor neurons, so are touch sensitive but incapable of movement.
Has very little fat and muscle mass, possessing a basically skeletal form.
Has an abundance of skin that hangs in folds from head to foot in large wrinkles. The skin is only tightly stretched around the hands and the soles of the feet. Folding is abundant on the back of the neck and sparse on the face.
Clothes: A grey hooded jumper designed for a far larger creature. The hem brushes the ground as he walks. Naked underneath.
Hair: Bald.
Skin colour: Yellow-brown.
Eye colour: Grey.
Scars: A large brand under the folds of skin on his neck: “SFP ltd.”

Abilities: Can donate his own life energy to another as a form of healing. Can take feelings of pain from another to himself.

Skills: Sensing the mood of those around him. Healing. Can peel the outer layer of his skin away to reveal a sterile layer. Skin kills parasites and bacteria on contact.

Weaknesses: His body is physically fragile. He has a lung capacity far smaller than a creature his size should have and a weak heart. Unable to make the sound "t".

Personality

Pathetically eager to please, he likes noting more than to make people happy. He is highly sensitive to the moods of others and his own mood is greatly affected by this. If people around him are unhappy he feels unhappy himself. When people are happy, especially if that happiness was brought about by him, he becomes excited and bouncy, revelling in the atmosphere. He is distressed by conflict or raised voices, fleeing if people argue near him and crying or hiding when the anger is directed at him.
He is unable to bear it when a person or animal is in pain, striving to take away the hurt as much as he is able using both his presence and his abilities. The suffering of children and animals hits him hardest of all.
He lacks a refined and higher brain function, so works more from innate understanding and instinct than logic. He is incapable of assessing the danger of a situation and cannot detect when he is being lied to. He doesn’t understand sarcasm or good-natured teasing, becoming confused when a person’s words don’t match their mood and body language.

Equipment

Totally non-violant. Carries a tin with small trinkets inside and a medical kit.

History

Originates from a point in the future where humanity are able to create a functioning life form from scratch in a laboratory. Special Friends LTD are a company that strive to create the perfect "special friend" for a disabled or terminally ill child.
The "special friend" would be totally devoted to their child, staying by their side at all times, making their remaining time as enjoyable as possible, and finally; dying with them.
The child, when nominated, would submit a list of characteristics that they desired in their special friend. The doctors would submit an accompanying specification to ensure the “special friend” was not detrimental to the health of the child. Once both lists were assessed and correlated the creation procedure would begin; creating a creature that was physically compatible as well as mentally programmed to be everything the child wanted.
The procedure, however, was very hit-and-miss. For every successful prototype created there were hundreds of failed experiments that had to be decommissioned. The majority of these were totally lifeless but finding a faulty prototype that had both motor functions and some sort of sentience was not unheard of. These prototypes were generally stored in sealed containers to await incineration. The lifeless prototypes were sent to private landfill.
The creature that would later call himself "Unnie" was classified as "lifeless" and sent to landfill. He activated independently several years after his decommission, his programming faulty but intact enough to instil him with an innate need to find his special friend and be what he needed him to be.
Above all Anil wanted a companion that could be make him laugh, and as a result “Must be funny” was at the top of the programming, however the data was corrupted to become “must be …unnie…” causing the creature to misinterpret this as his name.
After digging himself out of the landfill Unnie set out to find Anil, not realising and unable to understand that Anil had already been given his "special friend" and had, in fact, already died.

Unnie's Story