Canvas_Roberts

(Picture is mine, drawn for me by a friend)

Name: King “Canvas” Roberts

Age: Twenty

Species: Red Kangaroo (paintaroo) anthro (plantigrade feet)

Gender: Male

RP disclaimer: I'm usually too shy to ask others, so... uh... it'd be a good idea to approach me first.

Appearance: King Roberts, or “Canvas”, as he’d take on the nickname of rather quickly, is an Aussie (stereotypical as it is). Last measured at 221 (7'3) centimeters and weighing around 610 pounds, he could be a pretty imposing dude, especially with his attitude... but he's usually slouching a bit too much for it too realy matter, especially with how lazy he can be. His thick tail is prehensile, easily reaching over six feet in length; he likes to use it for a lot of everyday stuff. His eyes are the prime color trio of red, yellow, and blue, and he has a black triangle (upside down) tattoo under his left eye. His left ear is pierced in three different places, each with a small hoop that hangs horizontally against the ear. The top is made of amythyst, the middle of diamond, and the bottom of rose quartz. He hates the teeth he was born with… so he fixed them! Instead of blunt herbivore teeth, the kangaroo has pointy chompers lining his jaws after he had extensive dental work done to them

For attire, he's got a bit of a punk image going on... or at least that's what he's going to call it. Starting from the bottom with a pair of black strap up boots, they show extensive signs of wear and fade, dulled paint smudges and the like adorning the rim of the sole. Above that is what's supposed to be a pair of simple black jeans, though with his hips they're far closer to skinny jeans. Nearly as faded as the boots with two large holes in the knees, a chain hangs near the front left belt loop near the buckle, going just under the pocket to link with the next belt loop. On his upper half is a... croptop, surprisingly pink in color. Adorning the front of the shirt is a sugar skull (I'm a bit too lazy to describe every detail of it since these things are mad colorful, so, uh... use your imagination). The shirt is just high enough to show off his slim gut, though his excuse on it if asked is that he was tired of ruining shirts when he forgot to take them off before eating someone.

Both his hands and feet seem to be splattered with all different types of colored paint at all times, regardless of how many times he washes. It should be of note that while he is as paint covered as he is, he seems to smell of lavender. (His hands and feet can just not be splattered in paint, if you’re a foot lover) Last thing of note that while he is made of flesh(?), what flows through his veins is (usually) not blood, instead being a paint-like substance with the genetic properties of blood. His tail is semi sentient, and is capable of a numerous amount of things that range from simple stuff like picking up objects and watching over a distracted Canvas… to cutting through materials equal or below bone and soft metal. And speaking of stuff around the hips... the roo takes very good care of his. With almost child bearing sized hips and rather large thighs, he at least fits that stereotype of the kangaroo to a T. A thick, bubbly musclebutt, the thighs as mentioned earlier, and a large, blackfleshed doughnut of a pucker that you could almost make out with... he's proud of his backside.

Genitalia: Just to put it out there since a few people have been interested. The kangaroo's junk is human styled (as an excuse that there's human DNA somewhere in his lineage and that kangaroo junk unnerves me a bit), black fleshed and about five inches when flaccid with sloshing softball sized nuts... and he gets up to nine inches when fully erect, with a cut cock and at least two inches in diameter. Sure, he doesn't have the biggest set in the world, but he's damn proud of it anyways.

Personality: Canvas, put simply, can be described as "gruff" or even "crude". In less simple terms, he's a quiet but aggressive kangaroo that speaks his mind and usually doesn't have any troubles in getting physical to get what he wants. He can be fun to be around as long as you don't piss him off, and he's certainly a friend you can dial up for a favor or two. Usually reserved (dude spaces off a lot), Canvas likes to spend a lot of time… yes, you guessed it, painting. Bold and blunt but not much for words, he'd rather let actions speak for him.

Magical power (Paint the world your own colors; kinda just hemomancy to him at this point): This is the main reason everyone calls him Canvas. His entire body is capable of releasing a substance identical to paint (the paint on the roo’s body itself is, for all intents and purposes, edible), most notably in his hands and feet. The substance of the paint can have many different textures. His paintings have actually made him millions, even more so because of a key factor… his paintings have a living factor to them. For say… if he were to paint a beach of Hawaii, you would feel the wind… smell the sea… feel the sun. In short, his art is animated and can be as real as life itself. In addition, this paint can be used to create real objects, up to and including weapons and edible foodstuffs.

(Please note for my sliders that while there are a bunch of stuff I do not like or care for as prey, I'll usually be happy to do them as pred with a bit of convincing)