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Warning: Violence.

Age: Unknown, but he is a child

Birthday: October 30th

Gender/Pronouns: Cis Male (He/Him)

Height: 5'7

Sexuality: Asexual Aromantic

Bio: The youngest and only child of the Minus gang. Skid used to be the happiest child in the world... until after the gruesome demise of Pump, his puppet bestie. Skid didn't know what to do without his best friend, but then all his other friends fell too, scarring him for life. He doesn't love anything spooky anymore. And Spooky Month is old news to him too.

Trivia:

Beta, Blue and MB were killed by thugs, Pico was killed in a grocery store shooting, GF died of a disease, and Pump was torn apart with his remains burned by another character to soon appear on this blog.

Said character is also a male, and mortal enemies with Skid. And very big and bulky. Skid always loses every fight against him for this reason.

Skid slowly lost his love for Spooky Month and other spooky stuff when Pump died, but it was the rest of the gang's deaths that finalized his disliking for the topic.

Skid still has the powers he has now, he just chooses to not use them.

Skid's extra arm he can grow at will became a permanent part of his body that he cannot retract. I mean, two arms is better than one, especially in an apocalypse!

Skid likes reading and drawing as hobbies.

Skid's mom also died in the events leading up to the apocalypse, so he's an orphan.

Skid is autistic, and has ADHD, anxiety, depression and PTSD.

Skid still has Pump's bowtie from when he was killed.

A skeleton creature with an ink-like body and tattered striped grey scarf comes up to the camera. That's weird. Normally he'd have a pumpkin headed puppet with a purple bowtie accompany him. But not this time. He also looked unusually sad.

The background was his own bedroom, but the wall was torn to shreds. His window was taped up with duct tape, and his bed looked very uncomfortable to sleep on.

"Hi..." he said with a shaky tone. "I'm Skid. And... you probably remember me from the @minusgangtime ask blog. You know, the Spooky Month-loving kid?"

He takes the camera and shows the viewer around the place.

"This bedroom looks familiar to you, doesn't it? It's my bedroom. But the reason it's like this... allow me to show you."

He aims the camera out the window, and when the lens adjusts to the light, there's nothing but a barren wasteland out there.

Skid puts the camera back in its normal position.

"And you may be asking, 'Why are you on your own?' Well..."

He pauses.

Then, he cries.

"Everyone... d-died..."

Oh no... Skid was in an apocalyptic event. All by himself.

He tried to stop crying, but he couldn't.

After the camera cut to static, Skid was now in the living room by the time it cut back. He was no longer crying, but he still looked sad.

"Hi again. Sorry about my mental breakdown earlier. But I'm also showing you this because I've been feeling a little lonely."

I mean, yeah. It's an apocalyptic wasteland.

"So... maybe some questions will be okay? And a promo, perhaps?"

(This account is not affiliated with @minusgangtime. This is a fan account.)

Skid's Bio