Okay so this is my Bob for Bobdoestheweeklyshopping
He's been in a state of almost-done-ness for a looong time.
His name is Bob.
His favorite food is pizza.
He is horribly terrified of grass.
He has a scar that goes from his shoulder to his eye.
He likes to sing, but unfortunately he does not have a very good voice...
NOW THAT THE REQUIREMENTS ARE OUT OF THE WAY
He's a mechanic, and used to built rather disturbing toys before the tragic accident. But anyway, the dinosaurs thought it could be beneficial to have a slave that could fix things, especially if they happen to be robots.
HE CONSTANTLY RADIATES FLOWERS.
What? Are you upset he has no cyber implants? Well, you have no idea! He has an electronic liver! Which also means alcohol has no effect on him! Haha!
And besides, YOU don't know what's under those gloves. Or boots, for that matter.
He has a huuuge crush on [link]
and is her second in command in the underground carrot smuggling mafia.