Fate/Outer Code: Another Order

Character Profile: Type-Andromeda

Chaos Theory - EX 
He always seems to know what might happen next, almost as if inside a narrative. He also occasionally speaks to an unseen audience which he calls the "Readers", that only he - and a select other few Servants on occasion - can notice. There's some evidence that this Skill gives him a degree of control over reality, but to what extent is unknown.

Metagnostic - EX
Presence Concealment taken to the logical extreme. If he so wishes, he could be utterly untraceable to any sentient being's perception, including their very memories. However, he refuses to use this ability and actively defies it by being as loud, flamboyant, and attention-grabbing as possible. This is likely a gesture of spite against his mortal enemy.

Nightmare Walker - EX
He knows where everyone and everything is at all times, is immune to mental attacks, can deduce weaknesses with just a look, and it is impossible to catch him off-guard. It could pass as a high-rank Clairvoyance under the right circumstances.

He can also read minds to the point of being able to invade distant memories, but he doesn't do it because he respects the privacy of thought... unless he's sufficiently annoyed.

The Thorned Black - EX
[DATA LOST]

--- APPEARANCE (MALE/FEMALE) ---

Despite his preferred gender being male, (Y/N) is an otherwordly feminine beauty. His face remains the same between forms, with only the body shifting to become a more mature, womanly figure. He will always be seen wearing expensive suits of monochrome colors, primarily black.

These looks are not a symbol of vanity, but a tribute to the woman he adores the most: His mother. He modeled his avatar after her image and displays her beauty with pride and confidence.

--- MISCELLANEOUS FACTS ---

-- Age: 17 (Biologically)

-- Eye Color: Electric Purple.

-- Occupation(s): Menace to Society / Fashion Designer / God Slayer-For-Hire / Apocalypse Prevention

-- Marital Status: Married.

-- Goal(s): Beyond Your Understanding.

-- Hobbies: Being himself and making it everyone else's problem.

-- Birthday: December 31st.

-- Preferred Color: Black / White / Purple.

-- Spirit Animal: Biblically Accurate Angel.

-- Favorite Food: An interesting narrative / Sweets.

-- Favorite Drink(s): Tears of Gacha Players, Ethanol, Spirytus... Antifreeze, Jet Fuel, Plutonium, Antimatter... Deadly substances in general.

-- Favorite Animals: Orcas and penguins, because they have "Black Sea Force Energy".

-- Least Favorite Animals: Starfish, to an absurd degree. Particularly the "Annoying, arachnid-spawning, meme-hating, abstract-dwelling, penta-dimensional parasite" species.

-- His favorite number is 7. He has a knack for doing things in quantities multiples of 7, but not too much, or else [DATA LOST].

-- His least favorite number is 5. The reason for this is unknown... or rather, people tend to forget the reason somehow. 

-- What people like the most about him is his ability to turn any grim situation into a lighthearted comedy with pure power, charisma, and silliness.

-- What people dislike the most about him is that he's a lunatic who loves to escalate situations and pick fights for the pettiest reasons.

-- He's widely feared for the simple reason that he is ridiculously petty. He doesn't believe in "being the better man" or "taking the high road". He'll viciously respond to any perceived disrespect with maximum prejudice.

-- He has a rather gruff, husky baritone in his voice in spite of his feminine looks. He talks in a higher pitch whenever he's goofing around.

-- He talks in a friendly, cheerful tone, yet his voice has that "I'm about to do something insane and I'd love to see you trying to stop me" which puts everyone on edge.

-- Often carries a flask with himself, carrying an unknown but ridiculously volatile substance. Poor mishandling of the flask could lead to the destruction of the universe.

-- He listens to various music genres but especially favors gentle and soothing lullabies. 

-- He loves it when things don't go according to plan, even with his own schemes. To him, there's nothing better than making stuff up on the fly to keep things interesting.

-- Shinketsu serves as his advisor, occasional strategist, and most importantly, about 999% of his impulse control. 

-- His mental condition is clinically diagnosed as "Yes". 

-- He's a contract god slayer as a part-time gig. He can be convinced to do a job for free if the god in question warrants it. His wife often points out that goddesses tend to fall for him instead, with herself as the prime example

-- Aside from his vulgar choice of vernacular, he is a refined, sophisticated gentleman with an obsessively strict code of courtesy, etiquette, and manners. 

-- While he doesn't showcase it, he's a completely hopeless romantic. He believes love can make the impossible happen. After all, love is what changed him for the better.

-- Romancing (Y/N) is a surprisingly straightforward task. Wholesome things like heart-to-heart talks, comfortable silences, and taking walks together are surefire methods of courting him.

-- Whenever he stops smiling, anyone in the vicinity is subjected to a sense of dread down to the essence of their existence.

-- Misanthropy and philanthropy are the same as far as he's concerned. He knows there's a difference, but his sense of morality is warped due to his inherent nature.

-- He's not actually from the Andromeda galaxy. His title as Type-Andromeda merely depicts his status as an Ultimate One hailing from another reality far beyond our own.

-- He has a mortal enemy, whom he only addresses as "Five". It's so deep that he stops smiling whenever he senses its presence in any universe he's in.

-- He's noted to be incredibly paradoxical. His appearance, mannerisms, and powerset are self-contradictory and oxymoronic. He describes himself as an "Existing Nonexistence" that defies the natural order.

-- He considers fighting the funniest thing ever. The idea of someone challenging him to a fight is so astronomically foolish that it loops back to being hilarious. Also, he imagines cartoon sound effects whenever he's fighting, which only adds to the fun.

-- Contrary to popular belief, he does have a single weakness, but it's also the most dangerous ability in his arsenal. Hilariously enough, it's incredibly simple--

"HEY, HEY, HEY! That's enough lore for an introduction, don't you think?! Let a guy keep some of his secrets, sheesh! Goddamn intro chapters, these exit just because those losers are too brain-dead to figure shit out for themselves."

"Anyway, presentation's over, motherfuckers! Lift the curtains and let's start the show!"