- Yo, I'm MK, and I guess some pictures are good enough for now.:
- Yo, this was when I was just a kid. Before this I didn't even have arms, yo.:
- This is from some of our earlier days. I was already taller than her, yo. She gets real mad about it sometimes.:
- I never got how she reads with her eyes always closed like that.:
- I kept getting bigger, yo. It was a bit of a weird phase for us both.:
- And then I got really big and this started happening.:
- Yo, but it's okay! We can fly around together like this, which is super awesome.:
Name: MK (Short for nothin')
DOB: September 5 1983
Hobbies: Reading over shoulders, watching the guard
Values: Coolness, courage
Occupation: Advisor, Scout
Relationship: Husband to Frisk
Very outgoing and forward, MK is the sort of person who puts a lot of himself out in the open, and considers people friends as soon as he meets them. He's trusting and sometimes gullible, but this gullibility stems from a heart of consideration for others.
He's still a bit rambunctious and childish even after some supposed maturing, but he can certainly straighten himself out when he needs to these days.
One of but many children living in Ruin, he had a penchant for sneaking out of his home and getting into trouble. Even with regular confrontations with the royal guard and other various figures of authority, he never really took it upon himself to curb his thrill-seeking tendencies.
Apart from those particular activities, MK was a fairly normal kid, though he did have a particular quirk of not really having a name; Nobody was really sure if he had one and just didn't use it, or if his parents never gave him one. His parents were rarely seen, if ever, as it was, and nobody really thought to ask. No matter the case, everyone just called him 'Monster Kid.'
As he went through life, he befriended a girl known as Frisk, and they quickly became steadfast friends. MK tended to drag her into all sorts of hijinks, but they were partners in crime through and through.
As they both matured(and as MK grew larger and larger, his wyvern nature becoming quite apparent), they found themselves closer and closer to each other. One thing led to another, and it wasn't too long before a deep love took root, and MK became Frisk's dear husband, as well as her advisor and informant in her queenly duties, and, of course, the other parent of Chisk.
Since then, not too much about him has changed, though he has learned more about how to rein himself in(though sometimes Frisk has to do it for him), and his knack for finding ways around things has served him well in his information-hunting duties. Plus, flying was great fun any day.
Always a hardy sort, suffering an endless quantity of pratfalls as a kid without much more than black eyes, and boasting the sturdiness of wyverns as an adult.
Not really the academic sort, but keen enough and observant. He can do his job, for sure.
Well, he can fly. Wyvern and all.