-Harlowe Duncan, male, 16 years old.
-I'm 5'6" and weigh in at 121 pounds. Yeah, yeah, I know. Last time I checked a mirror my hair was a rather nice blue-black--a gift from my mother's mother, or so I hear. It's getting a bit on the long side again, brushing against my shoulders, but I keep my bangs trimmed back at least. My hair goes pretty well with my olive skin, from what I'm told. Got grey-blue eyes, though, no idea where those came from. *chuckles* I'd like to say that I'm a decent guy. Nice guy, not a "nice guy", yanno? Lazy, sure. Maybe a bit of a kleptomaniac, but I don't steal from friends. Friends are... they're important, yeah? I normally don't bother putting much effort into things for my own sake. I suppose it's lucky that I don't make friends easy, because I tend to be a bit of a hard-case when it comes to things they need.
-Dream job? Damn, I don't know, I'm only sixteen! Give a guy some time! Heh, maybe I could be an explorer. Yeah, head out into the waste... wouldn't have to worry about schedules or deadlines there, I betcha. That sounds good, don't it? "Harlowe Duncan, voyager extraordinare!"
-A role model? Have I got a role model for you, bub! Big bro is the best person I've ever known. Took care a' me and sis after Pa passed.
-I got all the strengths in the world! Ha, no, seriously, I'm a bit of a bum sometimes, but I'll always be there for real friends. At least, that's what they tell me when I get worried about it, and I suppose it's true. I guess I'm a pretty decent runner and climber, considering all the messes I get out of in the ruins--if I was a girl and did it in a club they'd probably call me a gymnast and try to force me into tights or some crap like that. Always have had a good eye for salvage, too. Even after all this time there's still parts of the city that haven't been picked over, especially if you've got the knack for it. That's sorta a bad thing too, though, thinkin' on it. I poke my nose into places where it don't rightly belong, and that's burned me before--literally, once or twice. I'm sorta a jerk to people I don't know, especially if they rub me the wrong way. Sis says I'm a jerk to her, but that's just cause I don't take her with me when I go into the ruins. It might have to do with that one time I ruined her first date, too, heheh.
-Stuff I like! Yeah! My friends, useful stuff, and exploring! Also bro and sis, and cats. I don't like jerks, jerks who pretend to be nice, jerks who get all bent out of shape when I nick stuff they leave lying around, and spinach.
-Gotta love history, even though a buncha people think it's boring. Maths is sorta cool when I understand what's going on, and of course I like gym! Same token, different side, I hate maths when I don't know what the teach is blabbing about, I don't like biology because we gotta cut things up, and that ain't right, not with things like pigs and cats. They're smart, ya know?
-I think I already told ya about it, but I like exploring and helping my buddies out. Well, I don't always like the second one, but it's one of those whatchacallits? Duties, that's it. I like running and climbing and stuff in general, fun times. Books are cool, but you don't find many of the fun ones around, and the school ones are all so boring.
-My favorite color? Blue! No, yel- nah, definitely blue. It's the color of the open sky and sea, that endless frontier, ya dig?