Zeke Benson

Full Name: Zeke Benson
Gender: Male
Height & Weight: 114 lbs, 5'8
Birthdate: January 19
Age: 15
Physical appearance: He's thin and tall, and wears a sweet winter cap. One of the knitted ones with a puff ball on the top. It's lime green and electric blue striped, and the puff has both blue and green threads in it. He has black, cool hair and a plain face with a sweet grin. He always wears a limeshirt with his symbol on it, and neon-blue jeans, something he'd payed quite a lot for, and he had no idea what they even were. He has two pairs, because as soon as he put the first pair on, it duplicated. He hopes they're not made of uranium or something. Maybe they're robotic.
Personality: Outgoing and charming, Zeke loves a challenge or a dare. He's not that bad with his MODUS, either, seeing it's implications. He is, however, oftentimes eating, and has learned to type efficiently with one hand to be able to eat and type, and not grime up his computer. He has some sort of more advanced digestive system, or something, and has to eat more. Some kind of more-acidic stomach, he doesn't know. But, he digests more thoroughly, and like... Never gains weight. He does grow up, though. He likes gummies, but otherwise has little taste in food, if you'll pardon the pun which is hardly a pun as the term originated with food.

He can sometimes seem a bit too much, but that's only when he's conscious. When he's asleep he's plenty calm. (( Note: Basically, he's always too much. Even as his dream self. )) But, even outgoing, he's neither loud or obnoxious, and the music he can make is never bad. Talent, sir. Also, he's a very logical thinker.

Handle: staccatoWordsmith
Typing Style: Perfect punctuation and capitalization if he's got his mind on the subject, but grammar, punctuation and capitalization can lower when his thoughts are elsewhere, and spelling mistakes/typos may go unnoticed. He always uses slang in his typing, though. Like yer' an' ain't. Types in green or blue, it matters who he's talking to. Friends, blue. Random people, green. If he's in troll-trolling mode(not troll aliens, troll trolls), he'll never use slang, and type in aquamarine.
Eye color: Green in the left one, blue in the right.
Symbol: A base drum and drumsticks arranged like a skull and crossbones, the drum being a bright blue-green, and the upper chopstick lime green while the other is electric blue.
Guardian: Rad Sis, his rad sister. She wears punk clothes and is percussionist to a garage band. She has mad skills with music and the Percussionkind Strife Specibus, which is pretty cool seeing as how many weapons that entails.

Strengths: A good friend, and definitely the wrong person to be on the bad side of. Zeke has the spectacular ability to chew anyone out, and outwit most jerk faces. He can punt a brat's skull into next week, and makes it a habit to troll those who troll him, but twice as hard and four times as effective. He... Actually keeps a list of everyone who's trolled him. Well, not trolls, duh, unless they were actually trolling him. This is a technique which he calls THOUGHT JUDO, using one's jerk skills against them.
Weaknesses: Zeke is pretty much always hungry. So, he tends to complain audibly that there is not food in his house, and that's the problem; He voices everything that goes wrong. And he only voices them if he's thinking about solely them, so he won't deal with the overflowing bathtub problem until someone hears of it. He hates bad music, and will stop it as soon as possible, even if that's by wrecking the speaker.
Fears/Insecurities: Scared of blood. Also, his eating problem and problem problem listed in Weaknesses.
Likes: Good Music, gummies, and abstract concepts. Also, a bit of random sometimes to spice up his life.
Dislikes: Bad music, loud people, disposable dishes, and picnics. Mainly because picnics include all or most of these oftentimes.
Driving force: To make the best music there is, and to be as sick as his sister.
Hobbies: Zeke likes SICK BEATS, YO and EPIC TUNES, but nothing OVERLY SAPPY. Technically he eats enough for that to be a hobby, but no. Just, no. He enjoys GUMMY CANDY quite a lot, even if they STICK TO HIS TEETH A BIT. But, uh, basically that's it. He likes music and candy. But, he likes them a lot! Like, a ton! Oh, and, he enjoys reading up on ABSTRACT CONCEPTS sometimes, too.

God Tier Title: Thief of Mind
Land: Land of Angels and Fruit
Derse or Prospit: Prospit
Strife Specibus: Percussionkind. If you can use it as a percussion instrument, you can wield it. Anything, by the way, can be used for a percussion instrument. This is both awesome and bad, though, because you can hold anything, but not necessarily wield it, making it a tough Modus to master.

Describe your character in three words: Sick Beats, Dude.
If your character were stranded on an island and could only bring two things with them, what would they be?: His Modus, and a grocery store which is regularly supplied with food and supplies via air-drop.

If your character could change anything about themselves, what would they change?: His hunger problem. Seriously, eating all the time ain't fun.
Your character opens their fridge; what do they see?: A jar of pickled herring. Jeez yer' hungry.

Other: He uses the Music Modus. It has 7 slots, A, B, C, D, E, F and G. You search the name of an item Captchalogued for the first of these letters to appear, and that goes in that slot. If it has none of those letters, find a different name for it, dork. Modus Loophole No. 1, if it's hinged on the name. So, you want to pick up a PIANO? 'A' slot. A tree? 'E' slot.

Approved.