(Not my Art, using this as a reference, this goes specifically to the original artist respectfully)
Name: Pierce Strawman
Age: 5,000+ years old
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gyno-Pansexual
Species: Scorpion Demon
Personality:
He is a very formal like character, always talking with some kind of high praise, though he has a form of 'Silver Tongue" where he really looks for the kinda info tjat flusters someone and runs with it as long as he canHowever he also uses his own words to degrade/Down talk someone whenever he feels as if they're just being an ass towards him or someone he likes
Crush(s): AngelDust, Charlie, and Rosie
Possible Interests: Lute, Vaggie
(these are more rare options but open options just in case)Looks:
(Ref Above for character looking)Included with a Scorpion Stinger always behind him
Black and white striped Jacket
Pure Black toned T shirt
Navy Blue Jeans
Chain on his jeans
Deep red Leather Boots
Scorpion Form:
Likes?:
He loves using his weapons to kill, his favorite task is flustering others up, kinda like someone who acts like he'll fuck with anyone but mainly sees how easily open they are to it firstDislikes?:
Being forced into doing anything he doesn't want to do, others who brush off his flirtatious attempts, usually kills his mood instantly when they do that, and unnecessary bickeringWeapons:
A pair of Dual Pistols he uses just in case
Smut Info (ignore if Smut isnt used)
Position: Top
T Off's and T On's are all the same as other Oc'sBackground/Backstory:
Pierce was once a very well known merchant who traveled around the world and sold valuable items that were usually very good, however that was all usually a condemned lie to just get some kind of payment at least, he'd admit his potions would help heal even the most bizarre of wounds and sicknesses, he had made a few that did just that before making and selling the fake ones that did 1/4th of ir's actual prowess, and by the time they used it or understood it he was already miles away and there wouldn't be nothing they could do about it
Unfortunately he was soon tracked down by one of his previous buyers, and as he attempted to not escalate it further by offering the real magic at a cheaper price, he was shot down and murdered by the buyer anyway, being sent into hell for his greed of money