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NAME: Scats Kibble of the Mannapro Tribe
GENDER: Male
DEPARTMENT: Pets and Animals
AGE: 29
APPEARANCE: Feral. Rabid. Primal. Scat is noticably wilder than most other inhabitants of the Wal. In fact, the wild lives on in his body. Literally. His shaggy, unkept hair is a nest for cockroach lice, dwarf ticks and all manner of pest to make their home in with one single green eye peering curiously through his bangs. Stripes of dried pond scum tinged with smudges of dirt layer cover his tanned cheeks with the heavy odor of animal dung following him like a second shadow. Needless to say, it's unsurprising at this point to also notice that his left eye is missing, a wicked grooved scar running down from his forehead to his chin.
However, he is not so uncivilized enough to go out nude into the harshness of the Wal, even if he would like to. Scat's baggy cloak of stitched together pet pelts and animal feed bags belie a hardy and lithe developed body, borne from living in the inhospitable jungle-like quagmires of Pets and Animals. Outwardly marking himself as a person of superstition, Scat wears a straw-hat with various talismans of pet bones and parts dangling from the rim. In terms of protection, he wears the trademark fish-bowl helmet of the Pet-Hunters underneath his hat, bane of all Brand Gangs who dare stalk within their territory.
They said when Scats was born, he wrung a dire-racoon’s neck off with his bare hands and beat a dire-pidgeon to death with its tail. At the age of five, he tamed a dire-lizard the size of a Stocker bot. At the age of ten, he disemboweled a rat-roach the size of a -
By the Great Sam, that doesn’t sound quite right. Perhaps another consultation of the sacred historical pamphlets are required……
Let’s try this again.
They said when Scats was born, a dire-pidgeon carried him off into the ceilings and dropped him on his head. When he was three, a dire-racoon nearly bit his neck off when he attempted to tame his first beast. When he was five, he ventured out into the FROZENS Aisle and was nearly eaten alive in the aisles of fridges. When he was ten -
You get the idea, don’t you? Whether it's wholesale lies, truth or a mixture of both, it's still hard to believe that this lunatic shopper is indeed the son of the greatest Pet-Hunter who ever lived, Litterbox. Born in the Mannapro Tribe, Scat wasn't the most mentally sound of all of Litterbox's spawn. Sure, he had the appearance of an warrior and the physicality to match it but what was more disconcerting to Litterbox was his son's primitive behavior. He couldn't even speak complete sentences, walked around on his fours and communicated his displeasure with grunts and signs. Over time, Litterbox learnt that his son had a miraculous intuition to understand and comprehend what animals were saying. The way he tossed out rationed Cereai oats to dwarf dire-crows or bark at the guard wolf-hounds, it wasn't just the mindless ramblings of an insane individual. Each incomprehensible blabber, grunt and hiss had a logic to them. A pattern. Litterbox saw the potential for Scat to become an excellent Pet-Hunter and was about to propose to the Pet Judges about his capabilities......
However, disaster struck when Scat's father died after defending an outpost from a roving clan of Greenthumbs. They had been furious at the department for daring to let their pets graze on their sacred hills. They never found his body after the raid, though it is agreed that the Greenthumbs mulched all Pet-Masters who went missing into fertilizer. That's when the ostracization began. Not outright, open bullying, mind you, since any one of Litterbox's children garnered a certain level of respect within the tribes.
One day, whilst sheparding a flock of parakeets towards the Aviary, Scats noticed that shoppers were gathering around to witness a pet being coned. Out of curiosity, Scats joined the crowd, wondering what unruly and rabid beast could have become the target for one of the most brutal punishments in Pets and Animals. As he witnessed the event unfolding in front of him, he began to hear its cries of pain and suffering, demanding to be released from its holdings. Word around was that it'd had gone insane after the last Pet-Hunter it'd bonded with died on a scavenging trip. Managing to gain access to the lock on its cage, Scats released it. Let’s just say you didn’t expect a rabbit to be capable of injuring 5 veteran Pet-Hunters in a single hop before vanishing out into the wilds of the Wal. The Judges, the leaders of the Wal, convened on who would be responsible for killing it and decided that Scats would be the one chosen for this task.
For days, Scat tracked down the rogue rabbit but seemed to growing further away and away from him. It wasn’t until the 10th day of his search that he happened upon a gang of Brand Gang carrying baskets of eggs that had cornered a familiar looking white bunny. The Easter Seasonal had begun and the Brand Gang was convinced that the creature before them was a living manifestation of the E’Aster Bunny. Unfortunately for them, Scat had other ideas when he lodged his frisbee-rang into the skull of the leader.
When the pair of rabbit and man escaped the clutches of the Brand Gang, the rabbit didn't seem to be grateful. Merely just more aggravated than it had been before. Although their relationship was rocky at first, involving ludicrous amounts of getting liberally drenched in pet piss and nearly having his throat ripped out by the ruthless rabbit, they slowly grew to become steadfast companions. The taste of the outsides of the Wal had given him an unquenchable thirst for adventure. However, the journey to become a Pet-Hunter would take far too long for his liking and to earn the privilege to roam outside the Wal would take a lifetime given his status. Scat demanded to the Pet Judges that he would undergo the trial of the Pet-Master's Pilgrimage, much to their shock. Reluctantly, his request was granted and Scat ventured off into the unknown with Paw by his side.
PERSONAL GOAL: To successfully complete the Pet-Master's Pilgrimage - a ritualistic journey only undertaken by the most suicidal of Pet-Hunters in order to prove themselves as a worthy Pet-Master. The Pet-Master’s Pilgrimage involves assembling an Pet-House, a team of ten different species, from outside the expanses of Pets and Animals. The difficulty of this ritual is that dire-animals from outside Pets and Animals are almost impossible to tame. Only 8 former Pet-Masters have managed to complete the Pet-Master's Pilgrimage successfully. Those who prove themselves to be worthy of the title of Pet-Master will possess the most authority within Pets and Animals.
LIKES
+ Feeding his own pets.
+ Spillway fish spearing
+ Playing fetch
+ Discovering new deadly species.
+ Booping the snoot.
+ Collecting miniature Pokemon figurines.
DISLIKES
- Greenthumbs
- Showing disrespect to his pets.
- Torturing animals unnecessarily
- Killing animals unnecessarily
- Collars
- Cages
- Riding inside moving vehicles.
REPUTE: Within Pets and Animals, Scat is seen as an oddity in their community of sorts, bizarre and strange even within the standards of their own community. Outside their borders, Scat is known throughout the Wal as ‘The Pet-Walker’, rumoured to be a mystical, supernatural being capable of quelling the rage of pets with a single touch, when in reality, those attempts usually backfire horribly and result in a mauling for poor Scat.
HEEL: Scat has more of an animal’s intuition than of a man’s. Although he isn't completely ignorant due to years of experience and repetition, this makes him unable to navigate the intricacies of most social situations. He speaks more in body language than through his mouth. Allowing to do so otherwise would be a foolish decision as Scat's version of tact and subtlety is a hammer. This makes him stupendously headstrong in situations that require more thought.
CODE: Due to his upbringing as a Pet-Hunter and his unique mentality, Scat is possibly the most naturalistic person in all of the Wal. It's rather stupid, considering that most of the Wal is populated by mutated, hostile dire-animals but he does so anyway. Unlike those psychotic Greenthumbs, though, Scat focuses more on ensuring that both shoppers and Pets can co-exist in peace rather than fighting one another for survival. He avoids combat with dire-animals if necessary and if forced into combat with them, tries to maim and cripple rather than kill in self-defence. Scat is only driven to kill in the rarest of circumstances and even then, he is extremely hesitant of doing so.
QUIRKS: Scat has an unfortunate habit of getting up-close and personal with every new person he encounters, inspecting them uncomfortably close. Be warned, he may attempt to pick through your hair to see if there are any bugs for him to eat.
The Critter Whisperer ► Pets and Animals are tired of the myths perpetrated by the inhabitants of Cinema that the Sage of Doolittle was in fact a real-life Pet-Master. Whilst most PetMasters can command their chosen Pet effectively, they are only able to do this after bonding with them for a long period of time. Scat is only one of the few PetMasters in the Wal who is effectively able to both empathize and communicate with any species of animal reliably. Whether it's a dire-pidgeon, a menacing ghoul-fish from the Toliets or one of the ratfolk; Scat is somehow able to intuitively mimic and vocalize their speech processes. Note that this does not automatically mean that he gets a free pass because he is able to converse with a Greater Pidgeon-Hawk about how their chicks are doing in the nest.
How To Train Your Pets - For Dummies ► Every Pet-Master is expected to only know how to kill but to skin, to hut, to know what their mounts and prey are capable and how best to foster their talents. Scat has an encyclopediac knowledge of almost every conceivable dire-animal species within the Wal, their behaviours, their mating habits, how to dissect them and what brand of cereal that they prefer to use as their food source. This equates to knowing how to best train and nurture any animals that he comes across.
Purlina Satchel of 100% STRONG AND TUFF Herbal Supplements - Now in 21 Different Flavours! ► Every shopper knows of the reknowned STRONG AND TUFF that has earned Pets and Animals its rightful status as one of the most powerful departments in the Wal. This pet food additive contains a cocktail of mutagenic steroids and exotic hormones radically causes extreme physiological and genetic changes within any animal who consumes it. The chemical recipe is a guarded secret of the Breeder tribes who live within Pets and Animals; each having their own unique effect. This chemical mixture, brewed by Scats, is specially designed to be able to be consumed by any species, albeit at a reduced potency compared to STRONG AND TUFF that specifically targets single species. Extended feeding is required for STRONG AND TUFF to have any effect.
Reinforced Cruft's Canine Frisbee-Rang ► When all you have is a rock, you throw it. In this case, this modified frisbee is Scat’s preferred weapon of choice out in the wastes of the Wal. Reinforced with duct tape and lined with box-cutter blades, this versatile tool, once tossed, can return back to the user's hand. This particular frisbee-rang is designed to be used in conjunction with a pet.
Portable 650 nm Tronic Laser Pointer ► The light that this laser point emits is extremely receptive to the enhanced senses of the dire-animals that roam inside the Wal.
ACME Portable Brass Dog-Whistle ► Experienced Pet-Masters are capable of conversing with their animal worth the variety of pitches and sounds this whistle can create.
Pet-Hunter's Habit ► A durable patchwork cloak composed of pet leathers, feathers and scales held together by shoestring and rubber bands that provides protection from the elements.
PERSONAL ACCOUNT
NAME: Scats Kibble of the Mannapro Tribe
GENDER: Male
DEPARTMENT: Pets and Animals
AGE: 29
APPEARANCE: Feral. Rabid. Primal. Scat is noticably wilder than most other inhabitants of the Wal. In fact, the wild lives on in his body. Literally. His shaggy, unkept hair is a nest for cockroach lice, dwarf ticks and all manner of pest to make their home in with one single green eye peering curiously through his bangs. Stripes of dried pond scum tinged with smudges of dirt layer cover his tanned cheeks with the heavy odor of animal dung following him like a second shadow. Needless to say, it's unsurprising at this point to also notice that his left eye is missing, a wicked grooved scar running down from his forehead to his chin.
However, he is not so uncivilized enough to go out nude into the harshness of the Wal, even if he would like to. Scat's baggy cloak of stitched together pet pelts and animal feed bags belie a hardy and lithe developed body, borne from living in the inhospitable jungle-like quagmires of Pets and Animals. Outwardly marking himself as a person of superstition, Scat wears a straw-hat with various talismans of pet bones and parts dangling from the rim. In terms of protection, he wears the trademark fish-bowl helmet of the Pet-Hunters underneath his hat, bane of all Brand Gangs who dare stalk within their territory.
RESUME
They said when Scats was born, he wrung a dire-racoon’s neck off with his bare hands and beat a dire-pidgeon to death with its tail. At the age of five, he tamed a dire-lizard the size of a Stocker bot. At the age of ten, he disemboweled a rat-roach the size of a -
By the Great Sam, that doesn’t sound quite right. Perhaps another consultation of the sacred historical pamphlets are required……
Let’s try this again.
They said when Scats was born, a dire-pidgeon carried him off into the ceilings and dropped him on his head. When he was three, a dire-racoon nearly bit his neck off when he attempted to tame his first beast. When he was five, he ventured out into the FROZENS Aisle and was nearly eaten alive in the aisles of fridges. When he was ten -
You get the idea, don’t you? Whether it's wholesale lies, truth or a mixture of both, it's still hard to believe that this lunatic shopper is indeed the son of the greatest Pet-Hunter who ever lived, Litterbox. Born in the Mannapro Tribe, Scat wasn't the most mentally sound of all of Litterbox's spawn. Sure, he had the appearance of an warrior and the physicality to match it but what was more disconcerting to Litterbox was his son's primitive behavior. He couldn't even speak complete sentences, walked around on his fours and communicated his displeasure with grunts and signs. Over time, Litterbox learnt that his son had a miraculous intuition to understand and comprehend what animals were saying. The way he tossed out rationed Cereai oats to dwarf dire-crows or bark at the guard wolf-hounds, it wasn't just the mindless ramblings of an insane individual. Each incomprehensible blabber, grunt and hiss had a logic to them. A pattern. Litterbox saw the potential for Scat to become an excellent Pet-Hunter and was about to propose to the Pet Judges about his capabilities......
However, disaster struck when Scat's father died after defending an outpost from a roving clan of Greenthumbs. They had been furious at the department for daring to let their pets graze on their sacred hills. They never found his body after the raid, though it is agreed that the Greenthumbs mulched all Pet-Masters who went missing into fertilizer. That's when the ostracization began. Not outright, open bullying, mind you, since any one of Litterbox's children garnered a certain level of respect within the tribes.
One day, whilst sheparding a flock of parakeets towards the Aviary, Scats noticed that shoppers were gathering around to witness a pet being coned. Out of curiosity, Scats joined the crowd, wondering what unruly and rabid beast could have become the target for one of the most brutal punishments in Pets and Animals. As he witnessed the event unfolding in front of him, he began to hear its cries of pain and suffering, demanding to be released from its holdings. Word around was that it'd had gone insane after the last Pet-Hunter it'd bonded with died on a scavenging trip. Managing to gain access to the lock on its cage, Scats released it. Let’s just say you didn’t expect a rabbit to be capable of injuring 5 veteran Pet-Hunters in a single hop before vanishing out into the wilds of the Wal. The Judges, the leaders of the Wal, convened on who would be responsible for killing it and decided that Scats would be the one chosen for this task.
For days, Scat tracked down the rogue rabbit but seemed to growing further away and away from him. It wasn’t until the 10th day of his search that he happened upon a gang of Brand Gang carrying baskets of eggs that had cornered a familiar looking white bunny. The Easter Seasonal had begun and the Brand Gang was convinced that the creature before them was a living manifestation of the E’Aster Bunny. Unfortunately for them, Scat had other ideas when he lodged his frisbee-rang into the skull of the leader.
When the pair of rabbit and man escaped the clutches of the Brand Gang, the rabbit didn't seem to be grateful. Merely just more aggravated than it had been before. Although their relationship was rocky at first, involving ludicrous amounts of getting liberally drenched in pet piss and nearly having his throat ripped out by the ruthless rabbit, they slowly grew to become steadfast companions. The taste of the outsides of the Wal had given him an unquenchable thirst for adventure. However, the journey to become a Pet-Hunter would take far too long for his liking and to earn the privilege to roam outside the Wal would take a lifetime given his status. Scat demanded to the Pet Judges that he would undergo the trial of the Pet-Master's Pilgrimage, much to their shock. Reluctantly, his request was granted and Scat ventured off into the unknown with Paw by his side.
RECEIPT
PERSONAL GOAL: To successfully complete the Pet-Master's Pilgrimage - a ritualistic journey only undertaken by the most suicidal of Pet-Hunters in order to prove themselves as a worthy Pet-Master. The Pet-Master’s Pilgrimage involves assembling an Pet-House, a team of ten different species, from outside the expanses of Pets and Animals. The difficulty of this ritual is that dire-animals from outside Pets and Animals are almost impossible to tame. Only 8 former Pet-Masters have managed to complete the Pet-Master's Pilgrimage successfully. Those who prove themselves to be worthy of the title of Pet-Master will possess the most authority within Pets and Animals.
LIKES
+ Feeding his own pets.
+ Spillway fish spearing
+ Playing fetch
+ Discovering new deadly species.
+ Booping the snoot.
+ Collecting miniature Pokemon figurines.
DISLIKES
- Greenthumbs
- Showing disrespect to his pets.
- Torturing animals unnecessarily
- Killing animals unnecessarily
- Collars
- Cages
- Riding inside moving vehicles.
REPUTE: Within Pets and Animals, Scat is seen as an oddity in their community of sorts, bizarre and strange even within the standards of their own community. Outside their borders, Scat is known throughout the Wal as ‘The Pet-Walker’, rumoured to be a mystical, supernatural being capable of quelling the rage of pets with a single touch, when in reality, those attempts usually backfire horribly and result in a mauling for poor Scat.
HEEL: Scat has more of an animal’s intuition than of a man’s. Although he isn't completely ignorant due to years of experience and repetition, this makes him unable to navigate the intricacies of most social situations. He speaks more in body language than through his mouth. Allowing to do so otherwise would be a foolish decision as Scat's version of tact and subtlety is a hammer. This makes him stupendously headstrong in situations that require more thought.
CODE: Due to his upbringing as a Pet-Hunter and his unique mentality, Scat is possibly the most naturalistic person in all of the Wal. It's rather stupid, considering that most of the Wal is populated by mutated, hostile dire-animals but he does so anyway. Unlike those psychotic Greenthumbs, though, Scat focuses more on ensuring that both shoppers and Pets can co-exist in peace rather than fighting one another for survival. He avoids combat with dire-animals if necessary and if forced into combat with them, tries to maim and cripple rather than kill in self-defence. Scat is only driven to kill in the rarest of circumstances and even then, he is extremely hesitant of doing so.
QUIRKS: Scat has an unfortunate habit of getting up-close and personal with every new person he encounters, inspecting them uncomfortably close. Be warned, he may attempt to pick through your hair to see if there are any bugs for him to eat.
PERFORMANCE REVIEW
The Critter Whisperer ► Pets and Animals are tired of the myths perpetrated by the inhabitants of Cinema that the Sage of Doolittle was in fact a real-life Pet-Master. Whilst most PetMasters can command their chosen Pet effectively, they are only able to do this after bonding with them for a long period of time. Scat is only one of the few PetMasters in the Wal who is effectively able to both empathize and communicate with any species of animal reliably. Whether it's a dire-pidgeon, a menacing ghoul-fish from the Toliets or one of the ratfolk; Scat is somehow able to intuitively mimic and vocalize their speech processes. Note that this does not automatically mean that he gets a free pass because he is able to converse with a Greater Pidgeon-Hawk about how their chicks are doing in the nest.
How To Train Your Pets - For Dummies ► Every Pet-Master is expected to only know how to kill but to skin, to hut, to know what their mounts and prey are capable and how best to foster their talents. Scat has an encyclopediac knowledge of almost every conceivable dire-animal species within the Wal, their behaviours, their mating habits, how to dissect them and what brand of cereal that they prefer to use as their food source. This equates to knowing how to best train and nurture any animals that he comes across.
GROCERIES
Purlina Satchel of 100% STRONG AND TUFF Herbal Supplements - Now in 21 Different Flavours! ► Every shopper knows of the reknowned STRONG AND TUFF that has earned Pets and Animals its rightful status as one of the most powerful departments in the Wal. This pet food additive contains a cocktail of mutagenic steroids and exotic hormones radically causes extreme physiological and genetic changes within any animal who consumes it. The chemical recipe is a guarded secret of the Breeder tribes who live within Pets and Animals; each having their own unique effect. This chemical mixture, brewed by Scats, is specially designed to be able to be consumed by any species, albeit at a reduced potency compared to STRONG AND TUFF that specifically targets single species. Extended feeding is required for STRONG AND TUFF to have any effect.
Reinforced Cruft's Canine Frisbee-Rang ► When all you have is a rock, you throw it. In this case, this modified frisbee is Scat’s preferred weapon of choice out in the wastes of the Wal. Reinforced with duct tape and lined with box-cutter blades, this versatile tool, once tossed, can return back to the user's hand. This particular frisbee-rang is designed to be used in conjunction with a pet.
Portable 650 nm Tronic Laser Pointer ► The light that this laser point emits is extremely receptive to the enhanced senses of the dire-animals that roam inside the Wal.
ACME Portable Brass Dog-Whistle ► Experienced Pet-Masters are capable of conversing with their animal worth the variety of pitches and sounds this whistle can create.
Pet-Hunter's Habit ► A durable patchwork cloak composed of pet leathers, feathers and scales held together by shoestring and rubber bands that provides protection from the elements.
