Zenix "Grin" Saurus

[Zenix]

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ɪᴅᴇɴᴛɪᴛʏ]:
Zenix Saurus, recently known as "Grin" due to an incident he had at the age of 5 in which he was infected with an extremely rare fungal infection that ate away a portion of his cheeks, giving the appearance of a wide smile.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴄᴏɴᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴ]:
Grin was born to a family of normal humans, with the acception of his having albinism. With this came the less than exceptional sight his condition carries. However, via exposure to a fungus inhabiting an unknown location, or this fungus being introduced to him somehow, his condition only seemed to grow worse. It ate away his mouth, parts of his throat, and continually grows within his lungs, counteracted only by a special unit he breathes through that produces a chemical that impedes the growth. While the infection ate away at his respiratory system, it also traveled to his brain, and other portions of his nervous system, altering the way he receives sensory signals, as well as enhancing one or two. Whilst this may seem like a blessing, it also has driven him to the edge of madness, and he is often seen talking to beings who simply aren't there, and occasionally reenacts a past memory. However, he now has far superior sight than many other humans and has quicker reaction time than most. He has a habit of thinking in many directions at the same time, it seems, and often plays out scenarios in his head. This can allow him to find unusual solutions to basic problems or trials he faces.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴅᴇғɪᴄɪᴇɴᴄʏ]:
Grin cannot feel pain below his neck, and cannot feel anything at all in his left leg. He has a consistent paranoia and insomnia, and claims to see beasts and beings and creatures that are simply no there..
Along with that, he cannot run very fast for very long without risking damage to his lungs and must take a day once a month to cough up a thick, white fluid from his lungs, a mix of fungus, mucus and dead flesh.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴀғғɪʟɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]:
No Affiliation

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴇᴛʜɴɪᴄ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴ]:
Human, origin unknown.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ʏᴇᴀʀs]:
19

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]:
In spite his young age and less than average psychological status, Grin has the skills for many simpler jobs, though delves into the more difficult on occasion. This ranges from thievery to transport of unethical cargo, to drug trafficking to assassination. He has a very high success rate in all of his forms of work
He wanders the decrepit and abandoned areas of the Lyliath Interplanetary Region, along with many other outcasts and wanderers, often hitting on many locations where people of all trades converge, as he has been doing since a young age. Grin has been known for his unusual efficiency and success, particularly at his age and not being Manic nor Phantasmic, and gladly takes nearly any job if the price is right.
What he does with the money he earns isnt too well known, and the reason behind why he is so good at his work is only rumored, along with many other aspects of himself. The only honestly factual things people have gathered on him is that he is young, highly skilled, and his appearance.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ]:
6'2

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ]:
158 lbs

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴘʜʏsɪᴄᴀʟɪᴛʏ]:
very thin, almost malnourished in appearance, though very strong in spite of this. His eyes are a gleaming red, sometimes having an odd tendency to vary slightly in color, while his hair is a pearl white. His face shape is almost feminine in appearance, and  his cheeks have long, gaping scars that trail up to his ears, the holes forming a grin-like appearance. This gives him some difficulty when it comes to eating things..
His wardrobe varies, but generally is colorless blacks and whites of soft cloths and synthetics.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴀᴍᴇɴᴛ]:
Grin has a way of thinking that often makes him seem scatterbrained, and he has the tendency to consistently talk to himself, or something he sees in his head. However, he is responsive to those he respects and cares for. He sees death only as a gateway to a better being, a separation of corruption. He has the odd tendency to fall completely silent, motionless, sometimes...
Or suddenly reenact past events in his life, as if he were living them then and there.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴘᴏsɪᴛɪᴠᴇs]:
Grin has a plethora of activities and items he enjoys. He finds a great interest in electronic devices, and, as many teens do, has a greater interest in video game culture. Along side that, he also enjoys his work. He sees what he does as a living as a great game of balance, both mental and physical. Killing is something in particular that splits him down the middle. He does like blood, the feeling of taking a life, the rush that comes from the control, but his spiritual beliefs conflict with that craving. He still enjoys the rush of what other jobs he does, though.
Grin also partakes in a mixture of religions that can be considered ancient and outdated at this point, a spiritual science, revolving around the chackras of the body and spiritual ascension, as well as precise balance.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ɴᴇɢᴀᴛɪᴠᴇs]:
Grin cannot stand those who are dishonest, in spite his living. He doesn't justify his work with anything, as he knows he shouldn't like it. Those who fool him or try to are labeled as enemies, and often seeked out for elimination through a job, if anything else. That being said, he does accept truthful apologies for dishonest actions against him.
Along with that, Grin hates vegetables. He cannot stand any sort of bitter food and will only eat fresher meats. Any therapist or referance to therapy, mental or physical, results in a violent reaction from him.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴍɪsᴄᴇʟʟᴀɴᴇᴏᴜs]:
Grin has a deep love for technology, both old and new. He always brings a micro-computer with him, which he often uses for infiltration and reference on missions. Also on said micro-cpu is a journal in which he records events in his life, something he started doing at the age of 6, a year after his initial infection and introduction to the loneliness of the world. Because of his self-taught ways with electronics, which he had been practicing since he received the micro-cpu, he has grown rather skilled in the art of hacking, and can easily slip through the cracks of most any program. He develops his own applications for easy access to various 'tools' he has on his cpu, for various types of programs and mechanisms he may encounter.
Also, he is a  major gamer. He spends most of his spare time playing old emulators on a second micro-cpu he built himself, tools and parts bought with money earned on his jobs, which he has named the Sontendoft, a mashup of several retro gaming companies of the past, and actively downloads and plays thousands of games on this small device. He also makes many references to these games that nobody ever seems to understand, both on and off jobs, but he clearly doesn't care.

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀɪᴛ ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ]:
{TO BE FILLED}

[¿ǫᴜᴇʀʏ__ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ ᴀɴᴛʜᴇᴍ]:
(2, because I'm undecisive)
On the Job:

On His Own: