
"The Well-Off dream of a better tomorrow, while the Poor and the Broken work for a better today."


Leonardo Fransisco T'pic
"Pronounced like 'Typic' as in 'Typical'. Go figure, right?"
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Nicknames and Aliases:
Leon | Leo
"Either is fine, just don't call me Le-Le like Pixie does... It's irritating."
Race:
Bunga.
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Gender:
Male.
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Age:
19.
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Sexual Orientation:
Pansexual.
"Appeal has no limitations."
Gift:
Animal Communication
This Gift first surfaced when Leon was no more than a child. Being ill-tempered in his youth, he did not have very many friends, thus finding himself befriending the more domestic of the wildlife that Bunga inhabits. The Gift is nothing extraordinary, and although Leon has the ability to speak with animals, it does not mean that all animals take a liking to him. Like people, their personalities vary and relationships must be built, some types clash while others mesh perfectly.


Black.
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Eye Color:
Grey.
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Height:
5'11"
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Weight:
160 lbs.
Tattoos:
None - Never had the time or interest to get one.
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Piercings:
His left ear is pierced, a small, silver, wire loop running through it.
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Scars:
Leon has many small nicks and scrapes from working and just living life in Bunga. His most notable scar is a long, jagged one running the length of his right forearm from when he was pushed (Or fell, depending on who you ask.) into a pile of loose scrap.
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Oddities:
He wears a pair of goggles atop his head. One of the lenses are broken and cracked, and the strap is weathered and worn, but he is never seen without them.






Personality:
{Lively || Possessive || Ambitious || Flirtatious || Curious}
Leon is a simple guy through and through. His drive is all but gone, already given into the fact that his life will be, and will stay, dreadfully ordinary. Filling his days with the constant struggle of feeding himself and Pixie, a rather fat cat that has become his constant companion, and locking himself inside his bungalow to work is in constant rotation. Work consumes most of his thoughts throughout the day, moving between haggling down prices of scrap from other Third Alter Peasants and building that scrap into rudimentary machines to sell back to them.
Good at what he does, Leon could easily win a job from the First or Second Alter nobles, being able to live with a full stomach and luxury. However, his hatred of the privileged and the well-off bring him to refuse (Rather curtly) any offer made, leaving the young worker in poverty. As poor as he may be, his spirit isn't broken. Anyone could tell you that Leon is a lively man who is known for his sarcasm and quips, but also for 'Messing Around' with young Third Alter widow(er)s or the unwed quite a bit.
He can be reckless at times, equal parts of his curiosity and his ambition driving him to the point of insanity. Once a thought gets into his head, it will nag at him constantly, eat away at him and make him physically ill until he finds out what he wants to know. At times like these, he is ready to throw all caution into the wind, and has to have Pixie reel him back into reality. Leon is known for doting on Pixie, skipping meals to make sure she's full, spoiling her absolutely rotten, and doing anything to keep her happy. He's extremely protective of her, almost animalisticly possessive, as he is with most of the people he holds close, and his personality does a 180 when he feels those people are being taken away from him.
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Hobbies:
- Repairing/Making things for other Peasants in his Cluster.
- Conversing with the more domestic animals in Bunga.
- Watching the river banks before dawn, waiting to see her from afar.
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Habits:
- Patting down his pockets, trying to find where he put things.
- Tying his hair up into a short tail when working.
- Absently touching people. (A shoulder, a strand of hair, their hands, etc.)
- Griding his teeth.
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Strengths:
Providing - Even though his own spitefulness gets in the way of him earning a large income, Leon still manages to provide meager earnings to support himself and Pixie.
Fixing/Building/Reinventing - He has a way with his hands, this one. He's a handyman and a jack-of-all-trades when it comes to tools and scraps. Works cheap, too. That is, if you're not a First or Second Alter.
Kindhearted - There's just something that can't stop him from helping. This applies more to animals than people, but still counts in a way. Right?
Up-Beat - Not a partially useful trait to have, but always good for getting rid of those nasty blues. Nothing fixes a dreary situation better than a good laugh.
Weaknesses:
Illiterate - Leon has no ability to read or write. Never really had a need to know beyond his name and what currency looked like.
Curiosity - Whoever said curiosity killed the cat? Leon is curious about everything, no matter if it seems dangerous or stupid, he's just got to know.
Possessive - Think of it like territorial dominance. Whatever is claimed is protected with their lives. Leon has a bit of a problem with this. With his material objects or the people/animals with him, he will kill or be killed to show that they are his.
Hopeless - He's a dreamer, a wanderer, a wisher... Just has his head in the clouds. Dreaming of a better tomorrow and what might wait for him beyond the grasslands. But, mostly, he wants to know more about the woman on the other side of the river bank.
Animalistic - Having animal-like behavior is just a side effect of having almost all of his friends being animals. Ranging from tipping his head to one side to hear better to getting down on all fours to sneak about. And, let's just say, his table manners are nonexistent.
- Pixie.
- Animals.
- Tinkering.
- The River Woman.
- Sleeping.
- Exploring.
- Daydreaming.
- Controlling Types.
- Busy-Bodies.
- The Privileged.
- The Cold.
- Unfair Treatment.
- Literature.
- Not Knowing.



From a very young age, Leonardo was taught to create. He was taught that his hands were all the tools that he needed to make his way comfortably in life. His father, Francis T'pic, a well-respected and highly regarded inventor, lived prosperously because of his own handiwork. Rumored to be one of the best, and nicknamed The Creator by fellow Clusterions, jobs were in no short supply for him. Hired by the Lord whom watched over their Cluster and paid handsomely for his creations, Francis lived like a Lord himself, along with his beautiful wife, Annabel T'pic. They lived happily from many years, and were overjoyed when they were blessed with a child. However, tragedy struck soon after. During childbirth, Annabel perished from a high fever, leaving Francis to raise the babe himself.
Raised only by his father, Leon worked as his assistant from the time he could walk. Although he was particularly gifted at work, he was an ill-tempered youth. When not by his father's side, he was known for picking fights with the other children among the Cluster. And these were no playground affairs. In Bunga, a fight, even a child's battle, is fought till someone is bloody, broken. and can no longer stand their ground. Leon was fearless, tearing into kids three times his own size, with unsuppressed anger unfitting of a child. Because of this, Leon was left friendless and feared. At least, without any human friends. Instead he sought comfort in the birds and rodents that infested the grasslands, sitting amongst the tall grasses for hours on end.
With time, though, Leon's temper ebbed, age mellowing him into a rather happy-go-lucky adolescent. He filled his time with flings with the unwed teens that he once fought so mercilessly. Around these quiet and calm times was when the second tragedy struck. It had been found out that someone had been stealing large sums of currency and other valuables from the Lord in which Leon's father worked under, the Lord finding no one else to blame that Francis himself. As punishment, Francis was ripped from his place among the Alters, having his tongue cut from his throat and cast into servitude as a No Alter. He soon after passed away from sickness.
Leon was spared punishment, for he didn't officially work of the Lord, but mostly because he was favored greatly by the Lord's daughter, but the whole series of events left Leon bitter. He refused all invitation for work that came his way from the Lords and Ladies, and any help that they offered. Throwing himself into working odd jobs for other Third Alter peasants, he worked tirelessly to earn enough for his own bungalow. During these times he slept on the floors and mooched food off of people who owed him favors during the floods, and braved the outside in the tall grasses (As far away and out of sight of the Rocks as he could get) when the ground was dry. He found Pixie, a stick-thin kitten at the time, in the grass during a particularly cold night, letting her sleep inside his jacket in exchange for some conversation.
Pixie stuck with him through the hard times, keeping him company and being the voice of reason in his life. Leon finally had enough money to buy his own bungalow when he was eighteen. It was small, only containing one medium-sized room, much smaller than any of the others and having a generator only powerful enough to run one light, but it was more than he could ever ask for. Poverty stricken, he and Pixie were barely scraping by, and Leon finds himself growing more and more tired as the days drag on. They reached a rut now of work and sleep, work and sleep, work and sleep. Nothing is ever different or exciting.
Recently, things have started to catch his attention. Rumors floating around about a dangerous Second Alter kept under lock and key, and a strange fleet-footed figure seen crossing through the grasslands in the dead of night. But, mostly, Leon is interested in something he has seen for himself. A woman on the other side of The Ash River, seen almost every day through the dirtied window of his bungalow. He can't help but be entranced, wanting to know more about this strange yet mysterious woman.
Face Claim:
Leonardo: Gareki [Karnevall]
Pixie: Nyanko Sensei [Natsume Yuujinchou]