| Name: Slim (no one knows his actual name) Race: Human Age: 30 Hair Color: Light brown Eye Color: Green Job on the Ship: Barber Distinguishing Features: He wears his hair short, but has one of those dumb french artist hats perched crooked on his head. He also wears some very small sunglasses on the end of his nose. His outfit includes a blue turtleneck sweater, and leather pants that are way too tight. In order to protect his precious clothing, he wears a regular white apron when he works. Personality: Slim is like a beatnik. He shuns rules, works only when it's suits him, and spends most of his time lying around in his extremely messy quarters (filled from top to bottom with lava lamps) and writes really bad poetry. He always calls people "man" and really annoys everyone by making them listen to his poetry. Relationships: All the women on the ship think he's too much of an idiot to bother with, but he seems to think he's god's gift to women. Consequently, he makes a pass at every woman on the ship, and all turn him down, some more violently than others. The men find his constant poetic readings disturbing, and so, so wrong, so most of them avoid him. His only friend seems to be Quay. Probably because he can make Slim stop reading poetry using his Q powers. Other: I did colour his skin, honest. Something must have backfired on Valia's scanner, making him look REALLY pale...O.o |
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