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basics

my name? it's spunsugar. spunsugar manducci. there's not much you can do with a name like mine, at least, not in the way of nicknames. spun. sugar. sugie. spunsugie. 
i'm a boy, by the way. most people, upon hearing my name, assume i'm a girl. i suppose i can't blame them. i am bisexual, and, besides, i don't know many parents who would name their son after confectionery, especially in a place like the cartel. 

i'm a warrior. really, i should be leader by now, or at least deputy. i'm sixteen months old and i haven't even come close. plus, my birthday came and went, on the eighteenth of february, and i didn't even get a present. apparently those are earned. so is trust. and responsibility. stuff i don't have. 
boy, i can't wait until i get an apprentice. 

appearance

i'm quite the looker. i may be kinda on the small side, but i more than make up for it. my fur is light grey, almost white, and streaks of white and grey marble it, making it look just as soft as it is. that's not all. my eyes are light blue, and something about those baby blues mean that i never quite get taken seriously. really, it's a curse. 

personality

i'm not sure i can be the judge of, well, me. but i'll try. that's the thing about me, i try, and try, and i don't give up. some people call it determination. others call it bullheaded stubbornness. you just can't please some people, but i've never really cared about pleasing people. it's not like they'd do the same for you, and, really, i'm in it for myself. selfish? or smart?

heh, i haven't really been putting myself in the best light. unusual, at least for me. i'm the kind of person who likes to make himself look good. physically, which isn't hard, and, well, socially. you can call them tall tales, but i call it... fabrication. a little white lie never hurt anybody, and besides, i'm a great liar. 

okay, enough putting myself down. time for the good stuff. i like to think i'm as sweet as my name. i can be quite the gentleman when i want to, and, besides, it's fun messing with people. i mean, do you know anyone else who's a dick one minute and a babe the next? 

hey, i'm annoying, i admit it. but it's all good fun, right? i just take pleasure in winding people up and making them smile when what they really want to do is kick me in the balls. i'm smarter than i look, trust me, and, yeah, sometimes i use those smarts to be a pain. i never said i was perfect. 

history

i bet you were expecting my past to be something dark, traumatic, and riddled with cliches. well, sorry to disappoint, but there's only a few of those in here. the dead parents, for example. they didn't exactly die in a tragic accident. well, for all i know, they could've. to this day, i'm still not exactly sure how our great former leader, also known as daddy dearest, and my mum kicked the bucket. 

i'm an only child. boo hoo, but i kinda like it that way. no one to boss me around or need protecting. i don't really work well with responsibilities, as you could probably tell. my dad may have been a leader, but i was born a slacker. slackers don't really get promoted a whole lot though, which leads to our next cliche. 

making dear old dad proud. yes, once upon a time, i was that kid. i always had to be the best, at everything. okay, don't tell anybody, but i'm kinda relieved he died. i mean, it was a lot of pressure and it was so pointless. everybody knew once he met his end i was gonna be leader, whether or not i won two out of three in go fish! 

yeah, not sure what happened there, but i think my dad was supposed to die before my mum. that would leave her in charge, and me, of course, deputy. assuming, of course, she chose me, and i was always a mummy's boy. unfortunately, they both died, which meant that i wasn't leader, and wasn't going to be for a very long time. 

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