HERE IT IIIIISSSSSSSSSSS thank you so much to everyone who dropped by the stream, you were a huge encouragement to me to get this done on time!! ;v; <33 --
Name: Ansa Naomi
free food demisexual
empathetic • alpha • physical • lonely • protective • slow-minded
Years on his own have hardened Ansa around the edges, but he keeps a big heart and an open mind behind all of his closed doors. He’ll stay quiet in most situations, due to a general disinterest or inability to understand the verbal squabbles that so often occur among his acquaintances—but will be ready with two fists should the situation turn physical. Despite his rough looks and intimidating height, he does secretly miss warm and loving interaction, and a more affectionate behavior can be easily drawn out by gentle prodding. Additionally, being more of a physical then mental guy, he’s not exactly the brightest… and doesn’t always catch on very quickly. He understands hugs, bullying, and fighting pretty well, though.
Due to starting his life in the lower class and growing up with bad acquaintances and expensive habits, by the time Ansa reached twenty, he found himself on the streets without a soul in his family willing to assist him. Through the years, his life turned to shambles and bad decisions, and he fell in with another bad crew to keep himself alive. Smoking, fist fights over spare change, and struggling for warmth became his day to day life.
On a day his ‘friends’ were feeling particularly rowdy (due to a successful beat down of some unfortunate individual for a meal), a lone bull terrier crossed their paths. The poor creature looked weak and hungry, and so innocently hopeful upon approaching them that Ansa was fully prepared to forfeit his couple of bites. Rather than welcoming this new arrival, however, his mates suggesting throwing rocks at the dog for sport. Any part of Ansa that still violently empathized with the weak and bullied spoke up, and warned them to lay off—which, although successfully taking their attention off the dog, also made him a laughing stock, flimsy and unfit for the gang. Ansa lead the dog away and left their company, with no intentions of returning.
Since this first meeting with Duke, the two have been closely stuck to each other. Ansa became affectionate for the dog very quickly, and struggles to take care of him in a good and lawful manner. His name on the streets is mud, so he still gets in occasional fights, but avoids them rather than seeking them out for the sake caring for his new companion.
• he likes hugging and fighting in equal measures
• if there’s one thing he’s sure to always have on hand, it’s beets
• he lives in an abandoned car parked in a junk lot
• basically shuts down when asked questions on the spot
• he likes to share warmth with people/doges via tucking them away in his enormous coat
he accidentally turned into a big dumb baby oops
there's probably a lot of fixing i'll have to do when i'm a bit more awake but om fg i’m so happy to finally have him done sshfksjdhfSFJHS holla at me if you’d ever like to rp! ;u;//