Before you is an anthropomorphic fox man standing at 5'4", yet with a presence ranging from friendly to downright intimidating depending on how he views you. He has yellow fur with accents of white for his hair, his muzzle, his eyebrows, his ears, and for the tip of his bushy tail. He has a few gadgets on his person, including some sort of shield device and what looks to be some futuristic gun. He also has organic feet paws, if you were wondering.
"My name is Fox. Fox McCloud. My father was killed at the hands of Andross. To carry on his legacy, I brought his team out of retirement."
"Star Fox. The elite squadron he founded, and died to protect. Along with Peppy Hare, my father's old wingman and the only remaining member of the original Star Fox, I've recruited Slippy Toad, a brilliant mechanic and a friend from my academy days, as well as Falco Lombardi. He's a bit of a hotshot, but he's the best damn pilot I know. Together we fight against the forces of Andross, including his own mercenary team, the dastardly Star Wolf. Led by the evil Wolf O'Donnel, a sadistic SOB with an eyepatch who seems to be obsessed with me. We fight on, and we'll always win in the end. Because we're Team Star Fox."
[Fox's Audio Diary]
"...Because we're Team Star Fox? No. Because we have to win. Because we're in so much fucking debt that we have to take on government contracts just to get food on the table. I don't mind it too much. Usually it's to disrupt the plans of that bastard, Andross. But it's a lot of fucking pressure. As soon as I turned 18, I was thrust into this leadership role I wasn't prepared for. And... I like to think I did well. Like to think I'm doing well. But I'm worried. At any moment, I could crack under the pressure, or slip up and... And Falco could die. Or Slippy. Or... Or Peppy. The last living link I have to my father. That's why I can't fail... I won't. I have too much to lose."
[Later Audio Diary Entry]
"...Got careless. Hit by some... bird thing. Made the warp drive act up, and... I ended up in this weird place, fighting this slot machine? Thought I'd end up flying for decades, but... it took a few hours until I crashed on some weird planet. With some sort of... manor? Potentially some sort of aliens. I'll have to go in for first contact. Especially since I need supplies to repair my Arwing."
OOC
I decided to make Fox McCloud on the mush. Fear me.
Mostly made for story potential, but I am willing to have people do a lot of kinks on him. Just be aware that he has a few tricks up his own sleeve~
