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Appearance


Konjin is a scrawny, short jackrabbit with larger ears than most. He stands at a shorter 5'3 at the head with stark white fur, with grey accents on his muzzle, ears, lower stomach, and feet. He has black fingers with no pawpads, alongside black whisker spots on each side of his muzzle and a black nose. He has a black skull-like marking on his chest, in the center of two curved markings. He has striking red eyes with heavy eyebags, and is incredibly farsighted, with astigmatism in his eyes. Quite interestingly, he was born with sharp teeth, compared to the rest of his family who had regular, rabbit teeth.

Konjin is regularly seen in his work attire, with a dark grey buttondown and black pants, with large boots. He wears a loose black tie underneath his work apron, which is a rubber-like substance to keep everything off of his body, which is the same material as his large gloves he regularly wears. The gloves and apron are rarely cleaned, and can carry an odd smell if found outside of the morgue. For casual clothing, he still wears quite formal wear, with mainly sticking to darker clothes and buttondowns.

Personality


Konjin is very blunt in nearly everything he does, and he isn't quite likeable to most. He is incredibly abrasive, and doesn't shy away from telling people what he really thinks about what's going on. Most people see this as rude, and tend to not talk to him for long periods of time, though some have gotten used to it as one of his 'quirks' for working with him. He is hard to get close to, since he tends to shut himself off from basically everyone in his life, alongside the fact that he really hasn't had any luck in the romantic side of things. He has trouble identifying and giving names to his emotions, and he doesn't feel any true 'attraction' to anyone, unless sparked by the other party.


Likes: Solitary activities, Chilly tempratures, Historical Surgery Tools (mainly Victorian era), Lizards.

Dislikes: Any social situation, parties, spicy foods, hot + humid weather, most people who come through his doors.


Lore

Growing up, he was an incredibly shy and quiet child, really never having any friends to speak of throughout his childhood. His family was quite worried for him, since they've never experienced something like this, but Konjin was resistant to change in this aspect. He remained friendless and tended to keep to himself basically his entire childhood. He wasn't one to pick up on social things very easily, which gave him yet another roadblock in this aspect for his parents. Throughout his childhood, he grew an interest that turned into a passion for collecting dead things and preserving them, and as he grew up, he started to find dead things within the woods surrounding his childhood home, and took them in to keep the bones. As he grew up, his interest shifted more towards the death industry, and aimed his vision towards becoming a mortician.

In all aspects of school, he excelled. He graduated with honors in high school, and got a full ride to the college he attended with a stroke of luck. During college, he met a girl who was in a completely different program than him, and they married after he graduated. The two of them moved to Las Vegas on a whim. As they lived in Las Vegas, Konjin was able to open his own funeral home in the area, and keep it running for a year or so before his wife left him. In her own words, Konjin had far too many problems that she couldn't deal with, alongside him being rather avoidant in their relationship. He was never one to show emotions in front of others, (for a number of reasons), and his wife felt that he was rather... cold to her. Konjin didn't argue with this, and let her leave on her own. Since he was left by his wife, he has not made any efforts to meet anyone, be it platonic or romantic. He tends to keep to himself.

After his wife left him, he shut down the funeral home part of his buisness, and cut down to only running a morgue. He turned the funeral parlor upstairs into his home, moving in permanently. He refused to hire anyone for the position due to his need to keep things perfect, and mainly closed the funeral parlor due to the costs of running it. At this time, the organized crime groups caught wind of his operation, and offered to keep his morgue running, which he accepted. He was never quite the fan of any of them in the groups, but it keeps the lights on.


Trivia

  Runs his own morgue (no funeral home attached) after he purchased a new funeral home, and transformed the top part of the building to his own home. Tends to not leave it a lot, though.

  Has Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease, a degenerative brain disease that causes personality changes, impaired thinking, memory loss, and insomnia.

  Works as a mortician for both organized crime groups and stays neutral between the two. He feels no need to pick sides on the scuffle.

  Born with sharp, canine teeth. No one knows how or why he grew up with these teeth, though they never hindered his ability to eat or do most things, so they were left alone.

  When speaking to others, he is incredibly blunt and direct. This has caused some issues regarding people who he works with, but they eventually all got used to it.