He took me forever this is my first time doing digital art so let me know if i did somthing wrong thanks
Name: Atticus Kingsley Holloway
sexual preference: only likes them crazy, mad hatter crazy
Kinks/Fetishes: likes the look of tea dumped all over a girl and makes the cloths see through
Species: mechanical steampowerd robot that is similar to the normal human(can have kids it’s complex to explain)
Hair color: blond, pink, black, blond
Eye color: bronze, green
Powers/abilities/styles/gifts: has steampowerd boots and can fly, is steampowerd
Weapon(s): has a Kane that is also a gun
Birth town/city: created in thelooking glass kingdom
Previous towns/cities: many places
Current town/city: anywhere
Birth allegiance: his creator and the hatter
Previous allegiances: anyone who needed him
Current allegiance: his friends
History: his creator met the mad hatter and they became great friends and got the brilliant idea to create a machine that was similar to the original mad hatter it was his greatest work before he past on form old age. As attics has lived he has met 4 amazing people Elenora Guinevere blyth a Cheshire cat, Milo Tobias Xavier the dormouse, also Nathaniel Jasper Colton the black rabbit and Vincent Henry Colton the white rabbit, they have always been together after they met and always has tea parties and just acts crazy together but that’s what everyone else sees that only see 5 friends having a get together
Personality: Mad, charming, nutty, eccentric, wacky, whimsical, perplexing, gentle at times, scatterbrain
Weaknesses: tea and cake
Family: only his creator Frances
Likes: Tea, compliments, unbirthday parties, riddles, cake
Favorite color: white
Favorite animal: rabbit
Favorite food: tea and cakes
Dislikes: Spoiled parties, mustard, rudeness, spicy and sour foods, fake tea, coffee
Fears: losing the ones he cares about
Sayings: why is a raven like a writing desk? The higher the fewer, of course! Have another cup of tea!"
There is a place. Like no place on Earth. A land full of wonder, mystery, and danger! Some say to survive it, you need to be as mad as a hatter...which luckily I am.
You ran out on them to save your own skin, you guddler's scuttish pilgar-lickering, shukm-juggling sluking urpal. Bar lom muck egg brimni!
Excuse me i don't wish to alarm you but it SMELLS as though you've dropped something.
My dear Alice, in the gardens of memory, in the palace of dreams. That is where you and I will meet.