Dollface here has purple irises with red pupils, along with a black Sciera. His mouth has been sewn shut but somehow, just somehow, he can still talk. He has a battered hat, raggedy clothes. The kind insane people inside an asylum wear. Doll enjoys the style- as he puts it. His fingernails are black. He has no lips. That's all people can mainly tell when they see him face to face. And yet somehow he manages a large smile. Also, if you've noticed, he's sewn his wrists.
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Personality
Talkative. Very, very Talkative. He likes to observe whoever he's after. He has a dark sense of humor.
Morals? What's a moral? Is it edible?
If you ever think he's your friend- you're sorely mistaken. He has no friends. Acquaintances, maybe. Friends? Never. The moment you're done dealing with him, {if you do}, you better hope he doesn't ask if you like dolls.
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Who needs... Equipment?
His abilities range far. He can slow time just long enough to dodge a life-threatening blow. Form weapons aimed to contain his target. Or seriously maime... Or kill. He prefers getting in close though to fight with his fists. If that's impossible, he'll resort to other measures. He has many other powers, but none that are known- yet.
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Backstory
Come and find out. I'll try my best not to bite, I promise.