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The Bigger Missile Is In My Pants
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Created on 2005-12-29 01:09:07 (#9125538), last updated 2009-09-23
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Basic Info| Name: | N.Gin |
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| Location: | United Kingdom |
BioABOUT THIS JOURNAL:
It's somewhere to type when I'm sober, is all.
[Dr Nathaniel Gin (You'd be best calling him N.Gin, he dislikes his first name) is a 27-year-old british (sounding middle-european with hints of american thanks to a nasty case of Foreign Accent Syndrome) Physicist and Robotics expert whose teenage prodigy beginnings were somewhat marred by an accident during his work in the defence industry when one of his missile projects went somewhat wrong in that it ended up lodged in the right side of his head, precariously linked to the part of the brain that deals with stress and anger.
Thankfully for him, some of his own work in life-support and bionic implants saved his ass (though meaning he has to go through the rest of life missing a third of the skin on his face, half his right eyelid, an artificial voicebox and never being able to sleep on his right side comfortably again, which are all things he's taken surprisingly well) and for the past ten years he's worked for his former colleague Dr Neo Cortex in trying to take over the world, and merely succeeding in getting repeatedly blown up by three bandicoots and an enchanted piece of wood.
Being a voracious gamer in his free time he is painfully aware of the Crash Bandicoot series of games and thus the Fourth Wall means very little to him when sober. Also, despite the fact he took his accident so well he cannot stand being forced to go up against Crash, and after the last two times he's taken to drinking copiously before the events of a game start so he won't remember what happens... Of course this makes him do a lot of other things too, like attempt to seduce his boss, dye his hair black and make himself pretty. When sober, he's probably the most emotionally stable of the N.Team.
Random facts you should know - He's estranged from his father (who was and still is a peace-loving hippy who hated the idea that his son wanted to make things that went boom). Thanks to the missile in his head, he's very hard to genuinely piss off, and handles stress very well. He likes rock and industrial-techno-y music. He likes videogames a lot. a very lot. He also likes alcohol, tea, innuendo, appropriate ALLCAPS, water starter Pokemon (yes mudkips), porn, sleeping till noon, lauging at fanart and fanfics involving him, TV shows that make him laugh his ass off, Pocky, Douglas Adams, self-deprecation, large explosions, Mythbusters, junk food, fruit, stereotypes meant in jest, Harry Potter, hanging out with fellow geeks, and your mom. He doesn't like Cortex's megalomania, Uka-Uka, stereotypes meant in all seriousness, maple syrup, loneliness, not being able to sleep on his right side any more, sugar-free versions of drinks, that restless, empty feeling he figures everyone gets from time to time, getting woken up by someone shouting in his face, stupid people, his favorite foodstuffs being taken off the market for no real reason and migranes, hangovers and any other type of headache.]
It's somewhere to type when I'm sober, is all.
[Dr Nathaniel Gin (You'd be best calling him N.Gin, he dislikes his first name) is a 27-year-old british (sounding middle-european with hints of american thanks to a nasty case of Foreign Accent Syndrome) Physicist and Robotics expert whose teenage prodigy beginnings were somewhat marred by an accident during his work in the defence industry when one of his missile projects went somewhat wrong in that it ended up lodged in the right side of his head, precariously linked to the part of the brain that deals with stress and anger.
Thankfully for him, some of his own work in life-support and bionic implants saved his ass (though meaning he has to go through the rest of life missing a third of the skin on his face, half his right eyelid, an artificial voicebox and never being able to sleep on his right side comfortably again, which are all things he's taken surprisingly well) and for the past ten years he's worked for his former colleague Dr Neo Cortex in trying to take over the world, and merely succeeding in getting repeatedly blown up by three bandicoots and an enchanted piece of wood.
Being a voracious gamer in his free time he is painfully aware of the Crash Bandicoot series of games and thus the Fourth Wall means very little to him when sober. Also, despite the fact he took his accident so well he cannot stand being forced to go up against Crash, and after the last two times he's taken to drinking copiously before the events of a game start so he won't remember what happens... Of course this makes him do a lot of other things too, like attempt to seduce his boss, dye his hair black and make himself pretty. When sober, he's probably the most emotionally stable of the N.Team.
Random facts you should know - He's estranged from his father (who was and still is a peace-loving hippy who hated the idea that his son wanted to make things that went boom). Thanks to the missile in his head, he's very hard to genuinely piss off, and handles stress very well. He likes rock and industrial-techno-y music. He likes videogames a lot. a very lot. He also likes alcohol, tea, innuendo, appropriate ALLCAPS, water starter Pokemon (yes mudkips), porn, sleeping till noon, lauging at fanart and fanfics involving him, TV shows that make him laugh his ass off, Pocky, Douglas Adams, self-deprecation, large explosions, Mythbusters, junk food, fruit, stereotypes meant in jest, Harry Potter, hanging out with fellow geeks, and your mom. He doesn't like Cortex's megalomania, Uka-Uka, stereotypes meant in all seriousness, maple syrup, loneliness, not being able to sleep on his right side any more, sugar-free versions of drinks, that restless, empty feeling he figures everyone gets from time to time, getting woken up by someone shouting in his face, stupid people, his favorite foodstuffs being taken off the market for no real reason and migranes, hangovers and any other type of headache.]
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advanced robotics, allcaps, anime, booze, breaking things, cartoons, computers, crash bandicoot, cyborgs, damn dirty hippies, doom, explosions, fire, fried mars bars, fuzzy slippers, glados, halo, hangover cures, harry potter, internets, killing bandicoots, mad scientists, mecha, megas xlr, migranes, mp3s, mudkips, nitro crates, pirates, power crystals, pretty, ramen, riches beyond imagination, robots, rockets, science, self-deprecation, strong bad, technophiles, the morning after, thinking with portals, tnt, uka-uka, underbites, unlimited power, video games, your mother
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