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"If I don't need to do something, then I won't, and if I have to, I'll do it fast."
"If I don't need to do something, then I won't, and if I have to, I'll do it fast."
Full Name: Ender Quix
Gender: Male
Age: Seventeen
Nationality: English with a dash of Turkish.
Playlist:
Orangestar - Life Source
To The Moon OST - For River
Gender: Male
Age: Seventeen
Nationality: English with a dash of Turkish.
Playlist:
Orangestar - Life Source
To The Moon OST - For River
Hair Color: Dark Red
Eye Color: Crimson-brown
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 131 lbs.
Scars:
Eye Color: Crimson-brown
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 131 lbs.
Scars:
Personality:
{Reticent, Indifferent, Attentive, Stoic, Sporadic}
Not everybody runs on all cylinders throughout the day. Actually, one of Ender's policies is to cautiously use the least amount of energy required during his excursions at wherever. Even when he is following his passion, meticulously typing away behind a computer screen, he even seems dispassionate about the progress he is making. It's as if he's lacking a driving force to propel himself through the mundane days. He may not come to terms with it, but this paradox may be one of the reasons he put bouts of effort into the project. To synthesize the component meant to fill the empty space within his core.
Still, after the project's undoubted completion, he still comes off as distinctly apathetic. Dozing off in class is an extra-curricular activity he excels at, yet with his unfairly gifted mind, he still manages to remain near the top of his class. Of course this lack of balance between effort and reward rub his classmates the wrong way. But they never have any time to confront Ender about it, given his evasive nature. Sticking to his first and foremost policy, he rarely sticks his head out of the shroud of anonymity, with an existence only recalled when his name comes up in an assembly announcement about some strive he made.
The boy shows a keen eye on his friends. When they're in a pinch, he tries to help them out in any non-physical way he can. And if he does have to step into the warzone known as 3D, the student would do something along the lines of hit and hide for dear life. Ultimately, Ender keeps up a taciturn demeanor, and only breaks into laconic speech.
{Reticent, Indifferent, Attentive, Stoic, Sporadic}
Not everybody runs on all cylinders throughout the day. Actually, one of Ender's policies is to cautiously use the least amount of energy required during his excursions at wherever. Even when he is following his passion, meticulously typing away behind a computer screen, he even seems dispassionate about the progress he is making. It's as if he's lacking a driving force to propel himself through the mundane days. He may not come to terms with it, but this paradox may be one of the reasons he put bouts of effort into the project. To synthesize the component meant to fill the empty space within his core.
Still, after the project's undoubted completion, he still comes off as distinctly apathetic. Dozing off in class is an extra-curricular activity he excels at, yet with his unfairly gifted mind, he still manages to remain near the top of his class. Of course this lack of balance between effort and reward rub his classmates the wrong way. But they never have any time to confront Ender about it, given his evasive nature. Sticking to his first and foremost policy, he rarely sticks his head out of the shroud of anonymity, with an existence only recalled when his name comes up in an assembly announcement about some strive he made.
The boy shows a keen eye on his friends. When they're in a pinch, he tries to help them out in any non-physical way he can. And if he does have to step into the warzone known as 3D, the student would do something along the lines of hit and hide for dear life. Ultimately, Ender keeps up a taciturn demeanor, and only breaks into laconic speech.
Hobbies:
Habits:
Likes/Loves:
Weaknesses:
- Robotics
- Jogging
- Forum lurking
- Stomping arcade champions
- Taking strolls
Habits:
- Food - One of the few things that can shatter Ender's stoic character is starvation.
- Twiddles his fingers while mulling.
- Stares off into empty space.
Likes/Loves:
- Tea
- Novels
- TECHNOLOGYYYYYYYY
- Scarves
- Books
- Music
- Cold baths
- Being forced to do something in public - "As the phrase goes, 'Don't notice me senpai.'"
- Germs
- All-nighters
- Commercials
- Closed book - Not easily read, nor gives a lot for people to go off of.
- Silent - Good for when you only need somebody's presence.
- Aware of his surroundings
- Evasive
- Decisive
Weaknesses:
- Public eye
- People full of energy
- People in general
- Frigophobia
- Extremely ticklish
History:
There's no such thing as a right answer, so why bother asking for one?
The first vivid memory Ender has is freezing. The numbing sensation draining the application of any senses.
Ender lacked the upcoming prodigies were usually gifted. Rather than being raised in a controlled environment, within a bubble of serenity, the boy with dormant capability was born into rags. He was at least given the courtesy of having both a mother and a father, god forbid if he would ever be stuck with only the latter. The family was always managing to just get by, albeit it was by only a sliver, they still fared economically well in comparison to other families within the neighborhood. To clarify, they had enough money to suffice the needs, but were unable to branch out into facets encompassed by the category "wants". Thus, a set of morals and necessities were impressed upon the young Ender, in the case he would ever have to fend for himself. Although he walked to school on his own, independently finished his homework and studies, and learned to navigate the town without guidance, his parents were always there to tuck him into bed at the end of everyday.
Until the day he came home, and the house was uncharacteristically empty. It would continue to remain that way.
After the his parents' untimely demise in an accident at work, their profession young Ender never took the initiative to pry, the boy was soon adopted by relatives. There aren't a whole lot of events worth noting, his life up until this point has been fairly anticlimactic and monotonous. That is, up until this current point. As a member of the Gentleman's Club at Cypress, and frankly more of a spearhead than anything, he and a couple other individuals ended up making a breakthrough that would ravage the very fundamentals of the robotic community. But it's better to keep alarming things such as sentient technological lifeforms, or more shortly christened "Roboticas", Ender ended up finding himself in a relationship with one of the fruits of their efforts.
As for his current status with his better half, the boy is slightly more expressive around her, but still requires some effort to elicit an emotional response.
There's no such thing as a right answer, so why bother asking for one?
The first vivid memory Ender has is freezing. The numbing sensation draining the application of any senses.
Ender lacked the upcoming prodigies were usually gifted. Rather than being raised in a controlled environment, within a bubble of serenity, the boy with dormant capability was born into rags. He was at least given the courtesy of having both a mother and a father, god forbid if he would ever be stuck with only the latter. The family was always managing to just get by, albeit it was by only a sliver, they still fared economically well in comparison to other families within the neighborhood. To clarify, they had enough money to suffice the needs, but were unable to branch out into facets encompassed by the category "wants". Thus, a set of morals and necessities were impressed upon the young Ender, in the case he would ever have to fend for himself. Although he walked to school on his own, independently finished his homework and studies, and learned to navigate the town without guidance, his parents were always there to tuck him into bed at the end of everyday.
Until the day he came home, and the house was uncharacteristically empty. It would continue to remain that way.
After the his parents' untimely demise in an accident at work, their profession young Ender never took the initiative to pry, the boy was soon adopted by relatives. There aren't a whole lot of events worth noting, his life up until this point has been fairly anticlimactic and monotonous. That is, up until this current point. As a member of the Gentleman's Club at Cypress, and frankly more of a spearhead than anything, he and a couple other individuals ended up making a breakthrough that would ravage the very fundamentals of the robotic community. But it's better to keep alarming things such as sentient technological lifeforms, or more shortly christened "Roboticas", Ender ended up finding himself in a relationship with one of the fruits of their efforts.
As for his current status with his better half, the boy is slightly more expressive around her, but still requires some effort to elicit an emotional response.
Face Claim: Yashio Kaito || Robotics;Notes
