Name: Trent (Still in the prototype stage, name might change...) Occupation: Eliminator (Cleans up people for money!) Gender: Male. Personality: A mood-maker who loves to tease others. First person: I (casual/rough) Second person: You (polite/distant) (Changes to your name or a blunt 'you' as you get closer) Third person: We, You guys, They Tone: Casual and questioning. Uses endings like "...right?", "...don't you think?", "...maybe." Greedy: Obsessed with money. Depending on the amount, he'll usually do whatever he's told. His catchphrase is "It'll work out somehow." Appearance: Wears a white dress shirt under a navy suit vest. Black sunglasses are perched on his head rather than his eyes. He wears utility belts on his right arm and left ankle. Wears black loafers. Combat: Uses a metal baseball bat as his weapon of choice. Sweet tooth: Has an extreme sweet tooth; puts massive amounts of sugar in coffee or tea, and adds a whole bottle of honey to curry as a "secret ingredient." Secret: Sneaks off to eat parfaits after work. True Nature: Others usually see him as a flighty, carefree person, but that's just a facade to protect himself due to past trauma; he's actually a coward. Backstory: Used to live by selling his body and never shows his true self to anyone he hasn't completely opened up to. Health: Has always been a light eater and never lived in an environment where he could eat or drink his fill, so he is very underweight. Complexes: Poor eyesight and a complex about being short. Habits: Occasionally uses drugs when his mood drops. Attachment: Once he feels he is being treated as special and his past is accepted, he becomes instantly dependent. Weakness: Weak to displays of affection; surprisingly easy to win over. Behavior: A piece of trash who commits sexual harassment immediately. Interests: Likes boba tea. Sometimes breaks the fourth wall and ruins the atmosphere. Work Mode: Rolls up his sleeves when he's about to hit someone or when he's working. He says it's to show he's getting serious.