Name: Peter Salt
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Personality: Peter is an angry, bitter man. He's more likely to shove you aside and mumble something rude than accept your help and he treats most everyone around him with the same level of contempt. He's not the violent sort, though he's not above throwing a few punches should the need arise. He prefers to be left alone, though he can grow to appreciate the company of others after some time. He detests his monstrous appearance and frequently shames himself for it, believing it to be punishment for some wrong he has committed.
Items: Peter tends to travel light. A lighter and a half-empty pack of cigarettes are all he usually carries with him.
Theme Song: Underground- Tom Waits
Likes: Hot food, a roof over his head, classic rock, large dogs.
Dislikes: Nekos, humans in general, rich people.
Species: Anthro Arizona bark scorpion.
Appearance: While most anthros were fortunate enough to be born with mammalian features, Peter had no such luck. His tall, slim frame is covered in a thick exoskeleton, beige in coloration, with the occasional soft pinkish spots near his joints. His hands are simple three-pronged pincers, unsuited for most delicate tasks. Four arthropoid legs grow from his torso, though these extra limbs are vestigial and Peter more often than not keeps them hidden under his clothes. His mouth is covered by a set of mandibles that shift and click idly. Six black beady eyes are placed on his head, the two largest positioned above his nose, which is merely two small holes in his face. His limbs are long and gangly and a large segmented tail grows from the small of his back, though he keeps it hidden down his pant leg. An uncomfortable solution, but it works. He usually dresses in a gray hoodie, a pair of faded blue jeans, a pair of battered white sneakers, and a black and red trucker cap.