Pugzee-Makara

Your name is PUGZEE MAKARA.

You are equal parts PUGGALO, CANINE PAWBEAST, and a possible MIRTHFUL MESSIAH. But the last one is rather doubtful. After all, you’re a pawbeast! Among the general PAWBEAST ANTICS of which you take part in, you have a variety of INTERESTS. Most of these interests are related to food and drink, like your unhealthy love of FAYGO. Along with Faygo, you enjoy PAWBEAST BISCUITS of the SOPOR SLIME kind, as it is the only thing that keeps you calm, and from FREAKING THE FUCK OUT. Another thing that you enjoy (but often scare yourself with) is a collection of BICYCLE HORNS, and you will honk them in quick procession with glee and passion likened to the heat of a thousands suns.

As previously stated, you are a CANINE PAWBEAST, and where you make up in balance and grace, you make up for in BRUTE MUSCLE, which may or may not actually just be PUDGE. You can be pretty quick, and it’s easy for you to KNOCK OTHER ANIMALS DOWN. (This being excluded to animals more or less your size and/or weaker than you.) You have no AMBITIONS in life whatsoever, except to do what feels best at the current moment. However, you do have a knack for GETTING IN THE WAY for well-thought out plans, particularly ones made by a pawbeast of a feline purrsuasion.

Your BEST FRIEND is Karcat Vantas, and you often follow his lead in a dopey sort of manner. That is, when you aren’t ACTING LIKE A PSYCHOPATH. It’s an on-again, off-again relationship completely dependant on whether you feel like killing him or not.

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