This is an example of an existing character on Hōl. Use this as a template. You can ignore Totem and Pudding of you prefer. 

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[u]Name:[/u] "Fray" (Vincent Frasier)

[u]Totem:[/u] Platypus (the "What, is there something on my face?" totem)

[u]Pudding:[/u] Butterscotch

[u]Bent:[/u] Has sexual thoughts about doughnuts, rarely wears a shirt.

[u]Homeworld:[/u] Manwich IV (the Meal Planet)

[u]Sex:[/u] Very Male

[u]Total Armor:[/u] 17

 

[u][b]Stats:[/b][/u]

Greymatta: 4
Meat: 7
Mouth: 6
Feets: 8
Nuts: 6

 

[u][b]Skills & Skill Clusters:[/b][/u] (already totaled with stat)

[u]General[/u]

Piloting Vehicles Smaller Than Really Big: 13
Eat Anything: 7


[u]Close Combat[/u]

Make Sharp Things Go Through Soft Things that Scream & Bleed: 12
Pummeling With The Assistance of a Large Object: 12
 

[u]Making Friends & Influencing People[/u]

Explain Anything: 11
Make Anything You Say Sound More Important Than The Voice Of God: 10
Whining Until You Get What You Want: 10
Make People Do Your Bidding By Screaming Unintelligibly: 10


[u]Acting![/u]

Master Thespian/Hammin' It Up: 16
Poetry & Classics: 8
Dramatic Entry: 10 

[u]Fisticuffs[/u]

That Psycho Bruce Lee Shit: 12
Arm/Thumb/Tongue/Pelvic/Etc. Wrestling: 11

[u]Technology[/u]

Repair Toasters & Stuff: 7
Turn Radios Into Howitzers: 7
Science & Everything Else You Failed in High School: 7

 
[b][u]Equipstuff:[/u][/b]

Hoverbug WolksVagon Beetle (stats as Aircab, minus the smell), with Jack-Lo, RC, and Homing

Trek-Star plate set, Limited Edition (value increases 100 chits every game session, 500 chits now)

Big bag of "red shirts" to pass out to friends (think Ensign Ricky)

Auxiliary Cyberstomach (it does whatever you can get past the HM)

5 rolls of Duck-Tape

Envirosuit/Gear (not quite Norton approved, but adequate)

Blast welding goggles

Salisbury Scout Utility Knife

Black Hakama pants and sabo

"Big Oni" oversized flash-cauterizing Katana (18/4, makes a groovy hotplate)

Big Sharp Chainy Thing (Meat +3/2, 10/2), often used as a belt or sash

Tattoo Ink of Possibly Mystical Origin AR: 9

Sliver of True Cross imbedded in his leg. It has since healed, but he sometimes exhibits a walking limp. 

Zippol (unlimited fuel) 

[u][b]Fun Facts:[/b][/u]

Fray's father is Satan. The Satan. It's not as awesome as you'd think. Has horns (A/D 6/1) and a goatee. 

Parking Attendant buddy. Never loses his vehicle, ever. Is allowed to park in handicapped. 

Sleep is optional. 

[b][u]Why?[/u][/b]

Vincent Frasier was a well known soap opera and action movie star, having played many, many roles in his career. He enjoyed the best of life, was invited to all the good parties, and was showered with whatever mid-coital delights he suddenly got a hankering for. 

This all came to a crashing halt the day he was spotted by a horrified fifth-grader in a Church & Munch bathroom pelvically violating a banana cream filled communion pastry. Convicted by breakfast under the "Class A Felony Against the Representative Body of Christ" statute, he was sent off to Penal Colony #665 amid a media circus. 

Fray now roams Hōl, living day to day, getting by on the skills he learned while studying for his many dramatic and action hero roles. He is now one of many such stars in the galaxy's biggest action/reality show, most noticeable by his horns, extensive blackscale tattoos, and charming personality most resembling William Shatner and/or Charleton Heston. 

Almost anime-esque in manner and appearance, Fray knows that if he can somehow get off of this planetary trashheap, his career will make a legendary comeback, pastry fucker or not. 

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