Dug up a very old profile (from 2006), may need a few updates for our story:
NAME: Picofarad ("Pico" for short... his real name is unknown)
SPECIES: Unknown... usually just referred to as "Deeks" (and not in a polite fashion)
GENDER: Male
ORIENTATION: Hmm... somewhere between neutral good and chaotic neutral, as the mood strikes...
AGE: 227 years
APPEARANCE: Pico is unusually heavy for his size (2.5' standing upright, about 5.4' nose to tail's tip) and slender build, due to the density of his organic tissues (he appears to be about a third his actual weight of 87lbs). His hide is a golden sand color, paler on his underside and darker on his back. His limbs are banded with copper markings, and there are grey/black slash markings on his back. His eyes are a mix of amber and jade, and his forehead is marked by an oval bulge, streaked by slashes of dark metallic blue. His short, thick mane runs from his forehead bulge to just below his shoulders, and is a dark golden blonde tipped in the color of old steel. The only things he ever wears are his tool belt and backpack... nothing else. Well... unless he's trying to hide or disguise himself....
In general appearance, Pico resembles a dragon... though, instead of wings, he has a second set of arms under his first set... they are more slender, with three digits per hand -- two fingers and a thumb... there is also a short grooming dewclaw opposite the thumb (technically a digit, but I'm not counting it, due to its stubbiness). His other arms have hands with five full digits -- four fingers and a thumb on each, and very dexterous, despite their very sharp claws. And like an oriental dragon, he has a pair of long feelers on his head that, when drooped, tuck behind his ears. His ears are very large and sensitive to sound, like a bat's. His hide is very sensitive to touch. And his slender, whip-like tail is prehensile. His legs are digitigrade, and each foot has six toes, two of which are dewclaws equipped with scythe-like talons, one on each side. His other toeclaws are thick and heavy and sharp edged... almost hoof-like, but just as hard and shed-able as his claws.
PERSONALLITY: On the outside -- If he doesn't like you... that of a tough guy who can prove his toughness, with a smart-aleck disrespect for authority, backed by an acid sense of humor. He also acts with extreme (and justified) confidence in his abilities. If he does like you, he acts friendly, but will pull subtle pranks and act in annoying ways around you... and when he does speak, he will treat you with anything from grave respect to merciless teasing, or even show the genuine affection he is capable of showing, when he is with someone he fully trusts... something very rare for him.
On the inside -- Since loosing his parents and siblings, and being exiled from his society and his people by the Theocracy (for having survived), Pico has lived with his grief held deep inside, something he has only shown to a rare few. Still, in all the time he has traveled, since his escape from his homeworld... and all the other people (human and otherwise) he has met... he has learned the value of his life, and has reached a full understanding of why his parents had sacrificed themselves for him. And he feels sad that his own people remain blinded by tradition and belief, by an attitude of isolation and mistrust. But, despite all he has learned through his life, Pico still feels those same attitudes, beliefs and traditions deep within, and fights them every day, despite his parents' teachings. This makes him prone to emotional turmoil.
ABILITIES: Regeneration (rapid healing), coupled with extreme physical durability (his hide is bulletproof, when tensed). Pico can fix anything that's broken, using both his innate intellectual talents, self-taught skills and creativity to solve problems, and find solutions to any mechanical/electronic ailment. He can also cling to any surface, hold his breath for a very long time, and... with his strength... besides lifting great weights, he can shape metal with his hands, and carve (or dig through) stone and wood and, to some degree, metal (etc.) with his claws (his claws are transparent, and are so hard they cannot be easily dulled... periodically, they are shed and regrown, like shark teeth. Oh... and his teeth are as hard and shed-able as his claws, and a semi-transparent white). Pico also has two larynxes, so his voice has a slight metallic echo... his voice is very loud and powerful when he uses it to the fullest, able to rupture organic tissue and shatter rock at close range. With his large ears, he can echo-locate in the dark... and his head feelers are sensitive to electric/electromagnetic field radiation. His saliva is very toxic, when he wants it to be... and when his emotions are roused... making his bite (and his spit) very poisonous and corrosive... basically, his salivary glands can produce any toxic compound he's been exposed to (or combo of same). Also, with the right use of chemical tablets, he can use his saliva for a number of medical uses, as well (like turning his saliva into a powerful sleeping drug). Oh, and one more thing (maybe...?)... despite his size, he can kick major butt!
FAMILY: Pico is an orphan... his parents and siblings died in a cave-in, when their home collapsed during an earthquake... basically, crushed and asphyxiated under tons of fallen rock and debris, when the large hill they lived under subsided in the night. Being the youngest child, Pico's mother had desperately thrown him out the entrance of their home burrow, while his father had tried to save his other siblings, deep inside... but, the hill collapsed too quickly... Pico's father and siblings never made it out, and his mother died at the entryway, only her right primehand poking out of the rubble for Pico to find... and feel the life go out of, as the weight of stone had crushed the air out of her lungs, leaving her to die slowly from asphyxiation... Pico way too young to dig her out in time. Help... too late in coming.
HISTORY: Pico's Homeworld is ruled by competitive Theocracies... religious factions constantly fighting for political dominance... and control of others, through fear as well as faith. The present Theocracy has been ruling for the last five hundred years... its relationships with the other factions, very tense... but its power, well seated. Pico's parents did not follow the tenants of the ruling Theocracy... and so, being believers within another faction, the ruling Theocracy treated them as pariahs... excommunicated from society at large... relegated to the fringes, with others who did not "believe". Offered no protection, nor compassion. Yet... still under the Theocracy's thumb. Into this, Pico was born. And when his family died... when other religious exiles found him still holding tight to, and crying over his mother's cold primehand... another family took compassion, and took him in to their own... but, it didn't last. The Theocracy found out... came... and demanded a show of grief, a ritual suicide. Pico refused... and the family he had lived with now for several months received threats... they would suffer greatly if they kept Pico as their own....
Pico was only twenty two at the time... still very young... but the Theocracy had declared him dead, and threatened death on any family that dared to take him in... so, Pico became a non-person in the eyes of his people, by choice... even so young, he could not stand the thought of others dying for him... not again. He survived for several years, all alone... until a very misguided ambassadorial mission tried to reopen relations... and were informed their genitals would be bitten off, if they didn't leave... NOW! Pico took advantage of the panic, and stowed away on their ship... and has made a life for himself, as the only Deek to survive such an exile.
ANYTHING ELSE: Pico's species reach sexual maturity at the age of sixty... male maturation is stimulated by female scent, sight and touch. Having left his Homeworld way before maturation, Pico never went through puberty... never found a female exile, like himself... only graves and bones, only a few old remains of past exiles. And yet, after surviving a starship crash three hundred and nine days ago... after being saved and healed from fatal wounds by a strange alien mystic... after burying a friend, and the rest of the passengers and crew... yes, a short time after... only a few days... he'd found himself going through the changes of puberty, somehow finding his maturation stimulated by the regenerative energies used to save his life... energies that took his undeveloped sexuality as an "injury", and apparently "healed" it. So, for over three hundred days, Pico has been living through his species equivalent of a mating rut. Out of every twelve hundred days in a cycle, four hundred days are normally spent in "rut", for the males of Pico's species... the time it takes a newborn offspring to grow strong enough to handle itself, without constant parental care... the time an infant becomes a child, able to stand and run on his or her own legs, and eat solid food....
For a male, this "rut" results in radical physical changes... the bump on his forehead splits open into a third eye, compound in structure, blue in color, and able to see bioenergy in link with his feelers... his feelers, lengthened and thickened... spikes, one growing out of each primehand's wrist, toxic as his saliva. His copper band markings on his limbs darken, the blue slashes on his forehead fade, before his third eye opens... and the blue writes patterns on his hide, in curves, arcs and whorls, from forehead to groin... down his neck, over his shoulders, around his hips... and marking his uro-genital slit with its color....
Oh, and Pico's Homeworld... due to a more extreme axial tilt, combined with higher gravity and atmospheric pressure, his Homeworld is subject to wild swings in weather patterns, along with frequent tectonic disturbances. Weather can get so violent, wide areas can be stripped of any loose vegetation or debris... atmospheric pressure can drop very low in a region, as well... suffice to say, Pico's species is adapted to this environment, which is why they have the abilities they do, to survive such a harsh environment... bulletproof hide (to protect from flying debris, gravity-defying grip (to hold on in high winds, for one), electromagnetic feelers (to sense and predict lightning strikes)... I think you get the idea.
Hmm... anything further will come out in RP. This is already very long.........
Oh, wait! One more thing, if you haven't figured it out... nothing much is known about Pico's species... not their true species name, nothing beyond what is here. Even Pico has never spoken his own true name... though, honestly, his native language is not produce-able (or known) by any other species, and so there is no translate-able form of it to go by... no real way to translate his name... the Deek themselves, however, are well versed in other languages... if only to provide proper threats to unwanted visitors (which includes everyone not following the ruling Theocracy's beliefs... and this is how Pico was first able to communicate with others)....
Pico has never revealed anything about his kind, other than through his own actions and lifestyle, his way of interacting with other species....
