Post by Kay Kay on Dec 22, 2008 17:40:41 GMT -5
Name: Daxter
Age: 18 (maybe?)
Gender: Male
Alignment: Good
Krimzon Guard Rank: *does not meet height requirement*
Personality: Pretty much the foil of his best buddy Jak, Daxter is and most always light hearted and has a difficult time trying to be serious, even in situations where it’s called for. He has a smart mouth (and seems to think he’s funny, even when no one else does) and always has to get the last word in. And on that note, Dax is a big talker and attempts to sound brave in the face of dangerous missions (or rather, after them), but in all reality he’s a coward with a flair for the melodramatic. Unfortunately for him Jak is very much not a coward, and thus Daxter often winds up nagging and complaining during even the most dangerous tasks. Actually, complaining and nagging are two of his best abilities. Often after said dangerous missions, Dax likes to take much more credit than he deserves. Despite the whining and these minor little annoyances, Dax really is a good and loyal friend to Jak. After Jak was arrested Daxter searched for two years to find him. On top of that Dax really loves the ladies, and will flirt with just about any gal that passes by. Also, he will do almost anything to get pants. Dax misses pants.
Physical Appearance: Daxter is an adorable little ball of orange and yellow fur with big blue eyes. He’s an ottsel- something like a combination of an otter and a weasel. Generally he walks on two legs, with big feet and claws, but he can move quickly on all fours as well. He has little fingers and opposable thumbs and wears little fingerless gloves. He also has a thick tail that’s about half as long as the rest of his body. He wears a pair of goggles on top of his head, and has round fuzzy ears that stick up above that.
Strengths: Aside from running and hiding and being able to get into small or secure places without detection, Daxter doesn’t really have much in the way of abilities. Being that he is usually perched on Jak’s shoulder, his main strength…is Jak. Why fight when your best pal with the anger management issues can do it for you?
Weaknesses: Being just over two feet tall is a pretty major weakness. Dax is pretty much unable to cause any sort of physical harm, unfortunately. He’s also too small to handle a weapon. If only he had pointed teeth…or rabies…or something. Also Daxter can’t swim. He’s a rather easy target.
Brief History: (So…didn’t play the first game…just watched it played. So uh…be prepared to be unimpressed.) Daxter grew up in Sandover with Jak and Keira, perhaps also raised/babysat by Samos. Even as a youngster Dax was a troublemaker. One day he and Jak were exploring an island that Samos had told them to stay away from, and with good reason. While there Daxter fell into a pool of dark eco, something that should have killed him, but he managed to climb back onto dry land, but he had become an ottsel. (Better than dead though…right?) Unfortunately the only people who might have been able to help Dax return to his normal form happened to be bad guys, Gol and Maia. Some things happened (-see Jak’s profile for more details-) and after recovering a number of Precursor artifacts, Jak and Daxter, along with Samos and Keira accidentally activated a time machine, which propelled the whole group into the future.
The future quickly proved to be not so nice a place. Before Jak and Daxter could even get their bearings or try to locate Samos and Keira, a group of creepy looking guys in armor dragged Jak off, leaving Daxter alone. Dax promised that he would come to the rescue, but it unfortunately took two years before he finally located Jak and freed him from Baron Praxis’s prison. Despite Jak’s new attitude, Daxter stuck with him and the pair joined up with a secretive group called the Underground. Ultimately Haven City was turned upside down: Baron Praxis was killed and Jak killed the Metalhead leader, Kor. Most importantly for Daxter though, he took over a popular hangout by the docks, renaming the place the Naughty Ottsel.
( Yeah…it’s been WAY too long since I’ve played through Jak II. Also, I’ve never played the PSP game Daxter, so if you want to mention something their in-character, please let me know about it. XD; )
Extras: Nothing much.
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Sample Post:
“Hey Jak, you wanna slow down? Kinda hard to get a good look at the scenery, if ya know what I mean.” Daxter planted his feet firmly against his “perch,” really Jak’s shoulder guard, and with a clumsy move flung himself forward to hold on with his hands. Obviously his friend hadn’t heard him…or he was just ignoring him. “Hmph!” The zoomer jerked as it picked up a little speed as it turned a corner, and the ottsel made a disappointed face as he lost sight of a pretty red haired girl.
He sighed in an overly dramatic fashion and propped his chin up on one elbow while he hung on tightly with his other hand. “Hmph, you’re no fun, ya know that?” He shot his friend a mock glare and stood up as the zoomer steadied again to weave through a small crowd. He would have gone on nagging, but a short distance ahead Daxter noticed a trio of young ladies. The ottsel grinned and slicked back his ears, meanwhile giving Jak a nudge. “Whattya say we take a detour, huh? We can always toast a nasty group of metal heads later.”
When Jak didn’t answer again, Daxter stuck out his tongue and despite the zoomer not slowing down, he turned toward the group of girls with a whistle and a wave. “Heya gals! Lookin’ go-oop!” Suddenly he lost his balance and toppled from his perch. He hit the ground with a thud and slowly sat up, rubbing his head. “Oughta report him for animal abuse,” Daxter muttered as he picked himself up. And in that moment he realized he’d fallen right in front of the three girls. One crouched down and reached to scratch his head.
“Poor little fella, are you okay?”
He grinned. Ohh he would enjoy playing this up for a while. A good long while.
Age: 18 (maybe?)
Gender: Male
Alignment: Good
Krimzon Guard Rank: *does not meet height requirement*
Personality: Pretty much the foil of his best buddy Jak, Daxter is and most always light hearted and has a difficult time trying to be serious, even in situations where it’s called for. He has a smart mouth (and seems to think he’s funny, even when no one else does) and always has to get the last word in. And on that note, Dax is a big talker and attempts to sound brave in the face of dangerous missions (or rather, after them), but in all reality he’s a coward with a flair for the melodramatic. Unfortunately for him Jak is very much not a coward, and thus Daxter often winds up nagging and complaining during even the most dangerous tasks. Actually, complaining and nagging are two of his best abilities. Often after said dangerous missions, Dax likes to take much more credit than he deserves. Despite the whining and these minor little annoyances, Dax really is a good and loyal friend to Jak. After Jak was arrested Daxter searched for two years to find him. On top of that Dax really loves the ladies, and will flirt with just about any gal that passes by. Also, he will do almost anything to get pants. Dax misses pants.
Physical Appearance: Daxter is an adorable little ball of orange and yellow fur with big blue eyes. He’s an ottsel- something like a combination of an otter and a weasel. Generally he walks on two legs, with big feet and claws, but he can move quickly on all fours as well. He has little fingers and opposable thumbs and wears little fingerless gloves. He also has a thick tail that’s about half as long as the rest of his body. He wears a pair of goggles on top of his head, and has round fuzzy ears that stick up above that.
Strengths: Aside from running and hiding and being able to get into small or secure places without detection, Daxter doesn’t really have much in the way of abilities. Being that he is usually perched on Jak’s shoulder, his main strength…is Jak. Why fight when your best pal with the anger management issues can do it for you?
Weaknesses: Being just over two feet tall is a pretty major weakness. Dax is pretty much unable to cause any sort of physical harm, unfortunately. He’s also too small to handle a weapon. If only he had pointed teeth…or rabies…or something. Also Daxter can’t swim. He’s a rather easy target.
Brief History: (So…didn’t play the first game…just watched it played. So uh…be prepared to be unimpressed.) Daxter grew up in Sandover with Jak and Keira, perhaps also raised/babysat by Samos. Even as a youngster Dax was a troublemaker. One day he and Jak were exploring an island that Samos had told them to stay away from, and with good reason. While there Daxter fell into a pool of dark eco, something that should have killed him, but he managed to climb back onto dry land, but he had become an ottsel. (Better than dead though…right?) Unfortunately the only people who might have been able to help Dax return to his normal form happened to be bad guys, Gol and Maia. Some things happened (-see Jak’s profile for more details-) and after recovering a number of Precursor artifacts, Jak and Daxter, along with Samos and Keira accidentally activated a time machine, which propelled the whole group into the future.
The future quickly proved to be not so nice a place. Before Jak and Daxter could even get their bearings or try to locate Samos and Keira, a group of creepy looking guys in armor dragged Jak off, leaving Daxter alone. Dax promised that he would come to the rescue, but it unfortunately took two years before he finally located Jak and freed him from Baron Praxis’s prison. Despite Jak’s new attitude, Daxter stuck with him and the pair joined up with a secretive group called the Underground. Ultimately Haven City was turned upside down: Baron Praxis was killed and Jak killed the Metalhead leader, Kor. Most importantly for Daxter though, he took over a popular hangout by the docks, renaming the place the Naughty Ottsel.
( Yeah…it’s been WAY too long since I’ve played through Jak II. Also, I’ve never played the PSP game Daxter, so if you want to mention something their in-character, please let me know about it. XD; )
Extras: Nothing much.
Picture:
Sample Post:
“Hey Jak, you wanna slow down? Kinda hard to get a good look at the scenery, if ya know what I mean.” Daxter planted his feet firmly against his “perch,” really Jak’s shoulder guard, and with a clumsy move flung himself forward to hold on with his hands. Obviously his friend hadn’t heard him…or he was just ignoring him. “Hmph!” The zoomer jerked as it picked up a little speed as it turned a corner, and the ottsel made a disappointed face as he lost sight of a pretty red haired girl.
He sighed in an overly dramatic fashion and propped his chin up on one elbow while he hung on tightly with his other hand. “Hmph, you’re no fun, ya know that?” He shot his friend a mock glare and stood up as the zoomer steadied again to weave through a small crowd. He would have gone on nagging, but a short distance ahead Daxter noticed a trio of young ladies. The ottsel grinned and slicked back his ears, meanwhile giving Jak a nudge. “Whattya say we take a detour, huh? We can always toast a nasty group of metal heads later.”
When Jak didn’t answer again, Daxter stuck out his tongue and despite the zoomer not slowing down, he turned toward the group of girls with a whistle and a wave. “Heya gals! Lookin’ go-oop!” Suddenly he lost his balance and toppled from his perch. He hit the ground with a thud and slowly sat up, rubbing his head. “Oughta report him for animal abuse,” Daxter muttered as he picked himself up. And in that moment he realized he’d fallen right in front of the three girls. One crouched down and reached to scratch his head.
“Poor little fella, are you okay?”
He grinned. Ohh he would enjoy playing this up for a while. A good long while.