Just to preface, I'm udpating a prior character

Full Name

Blythe Francis Hopfoot

Age

Sixteen

Little bit about yourself

Appearance.

Scrawny, wears a pair of frame-less square glasses and prefers to dress in a shirt over a t-shirt and hoodie.

Personality

Blythe is a happy guy, always with a bright spark of life in his heart. Maybe it's due to the minor, but Blythe is rarely, if ever, sad. He has a love of all things adorable, but that may be related to his power.

Backstory/bio

One day he just woke up with twenty-bunnies in his bed. After waking up, many of them simply vanished as though they had never existed. As time went on, the bunnies popped in and out of his life. When his parents noticed, they enrolled him. His mother, Sasha is an artist, and his dad, Mark writes for children's TV Shows. As such, he's always been in a happy home and rarely complains. His sisters Janice and Marie are are a Marine Biologist & Lecturer respectively, much older than he is. He looks to them as his idols. A lot of love lies in his family.

Equipment

None

Any other information you deem necessary to understand your character.

Each bunny has an individual personality.

Where your character is from (Pilot City, Geo City, Anchor City, or Silver City.)

Anchor City

Philosophy Followed: Please put either 'Lawful', or 'Unlawful'

Lawful

Main Power

Bunny summoning. Yeah, really. He can summon bunny rabbits to do his joyful bidding. The Bunnies are immortal, they can be killed, but they just vanish back to their place of dwelling. They can be summoned again three hours later. Bunnies gotta eat and drink and sleep, even in their eternal lands.

Stressful situations may summon a torrent of bunnies. You ever see the image of the Squirrels attacking Doctor Doom?

Minor Power

Positivity enhancement. Both in terms of people, animals and overall fuzzy wuzzy feelings. Soft things become softer, happy people become happier. The bunny rabbits become even more adorable and cute and cuddly. At the moment he can summon five bunnies at a time.

Weaknesses & Drawback

Includes lactose intolerance and a strong stubbornness to not eat meat. He's also pretty weak, so a single punch could probably knock him flat. Since his rabbits come from another place, any disruption to connections to other realities, dimensions etc will make him unable to summon the bunnies.

Using his powers means that he's almost immediately overcome by the adorableness of his bunny rabbits and tends to focus on cuddling them. Too much bunny summoning can tire him out fast, so he tends to only get a few at a time. And of course... The bunnies can't really fight. They're just Bunnies. Many persons may be forgotten due to Bunnies.

Resistances

It feels fitting to proclaim a resistance against negativity in a variety of forms due to his minor. This includes psychological, physical and perhaps, the metaphysical.

The Bunnies.

Petunia is a pink bunny rabbit and is named as such due to a Petunia flower permanently attached to her person. In terms of personality, Petunia is a much more loving bunny. Just don't expect conversation.

Angela is a much more demanding bunny of the lot. She will fight for your attention, and often push away anyone being given affection.

Hector probably isn't even Mexican. But he's still named Hector... And wears a Sombrero. He's a little more hesitant for human contact. Cautious, and often harder to coax.

Am I really giving these bunnies their own identities? Fuck yeah I am.

Cadbury is clumsy. But very excitable and prone to running around like a blue arsed fly. May or may not be bribed with chocolate.

And Bobby is clumsy. But older. And clumsy. But also adorable and cute.

Of course, thanks to Blythes powers, the bunnies are much more adorable than they should be.

There's a small pop. It's perhaps hard to explain beyond that. It's a noise, but it's by no means one that is succeeded by a bang, or preceded by one. As though he was always a part of the fabric of this realm- and truth be told, he was. He's just been missing for ten years. Blythe looks around himself, a pink blob of fur adorning his head like a lazy crown, a single part of it twitching.

Blythe is older, if only by a few years. An oddity, since his last appearance was ten years ago, when the walls fell. Wherever he has been, time has been kind.

"I'm craving noodles." Blythe mutters, holding a small cucumber up the crown. There's a twitch, followed by a crunch. "Let's go find some. I'm amazed they reconstructed so quickly!"

Oh Blythe, your sweet innocence shall be your downfall.

Unless you're just too damn happy.

And so, Blythe returns to this world, and walks through the campus in search of Noodles.