Scorpion

"My Friend!!!"

# Hey! You found a secret! Good goin'!

## Overview

Hey-Hey! Yet another sneaky secret! This big beautiful bundle of endless joy is Scorpion, possibly *THE* happiest character we've ever created! He comes from a little hypothetical we call "Endless Dune", which is just the whole world covered in sand, Mad Max style.

Scorpion is the #1 friend of the "Protagonist" (You), and is an all around good guy.

He's very large, and his skin is a very dark brown. He wears big cargo pants, with suspenders that hang by his legs, and a battered but still glorious American Flag around his neck like a cloak.

## Biography

Before he wandered place to place, the Omega-Optimistic Scorpion was a humble slave, working in a small village made out of an old Oil refinery. The slavers who chained him up had him carry large rocks to and from their designated spots, which eventually earned him the name Sisyphus by the locals.

Now, a life free of pain going INTO slavery might sound rough, but Sisyphus lived in the Endless Sands of Earth, a fate most would consider worse than death.

For him, he was being watered and fed every week, AND he got to live, and all he had to do was push around some rocks all the time? Big whoop! Sisyphus had his life goin smooth for him, and just when he thought things couldn't get any better...

The Refinery found some oil, and promptly exploded. Many of his slavers died in the havoc and fire, but Sisyphus cared not. Why should he allow the Reaper's foul stench of fear to stain his nose, he didn't fear death!.

Come to think of it, he didn't fear anything, not the screams, not the death of those around him, not even his own shirt catching ablaze. He simply tore it off, and chucked it to the ground, Sisyphus watched as his nametag began to burn with the shirt, and grabbed it.

It hurt his hand, sure, but he didn't care. The fire died in his hand, and he revealed the barely intact tag, which bore only an S.

He was confused. Now what will my name be? The tag is burnt, and everyone who called him Sisyphus was dead, so what was his name now?

He stared to the sand, puzzled, as a scorpion, black as night, turned away, and crawled into the distance.

He smiled as a free man for the first time, and happily followed the creature into the desert.

Scorpion was born, happier than ever, and ready to survive with a brimming smile in what seemed like a game with impossible odds.

## Abilities & Weaknesses

### Abilities

Endless Optimism

Great Strength

Iron Stomach

Ungodly Endurance

### Weaknesses

He is 100% not a fighter, and will never ever throw any punches.

Not that he'd ever experience it, but he's not good with cold temperatures.

High winds sometimes blow his cape in his face

## Trivia

* Stated earlier, Scorpion's fighting style is 100% defensive. He will never attempt to strike his opponent, only try to grapple them. Say you threw a punch at him, he'd grab your arm and move you away. He will however use the environment to his advantage, throwing sand at enemies eyes in order to discombobulate them.
* He has a smile in every conversation he's in, not on purpose, but because he's so happy to be alive that any interaction reminds him that he still is.
* It is practically impossible to make Scorpion angry with you, unless you are just an actual piece of human shit.