Full name: Kaiser Lee Hindenburg

Age: 24 - 26

Gender/ : Male, cisgender

Sexual/Romantic Orientation: Straight Ally

Range of Height: 7’11 - 8’2

Occupation: Lumberjack

Home: a cabin a tad too large for just two people

Nationality: German, Norwegian

Languages he can speak: German, Norwegian/Bokmal, English

Appearance: Waist-length wavy blonde hair, one dull blue eye (the other blinded by injury), extreme mesomorphic body-type; very muscular. A good amount of his face; especially around the jaw, is scar-tissue, yet he manages to still have an awesome beard

Quirks/Noteable Conditions: Autism (he still has his diagnosis papers), Selective mutism (it hurts for him to speak; due to scarring on his neck, so he chooses not to most of the time). He has an extreme soft-spot for children in abusive homes; wanting to adopt them, because one of his parents weren’t shit as well. Heavily insecure; due to his injuries, and the cruel things his father used to say, and his dad used to blame Kaiser for his mother’s illness. When his mother wasn’t sick; she’d used to make Plum Tart after a bad day at school, so he immediately turns to make that whenever someone he cares about is having a bad day. He also gives off MAJOR golden-retriever energy

Genitalia/Sexual Intercourse: 14 in length, and 6.5 - 7 in total girth. Nuts are large, heavy and he often climaxes quickly; but he’s ready for another round just as fast. Arousal can stay at peak throughout multiple rounds. Amount of fluid he produces is astounding; definitely enough to give someone a good facial after a . When approaching climax; he speaks rapidly in his native language, if at all. When aroused; his accent thickens, and he’ll more so lean towards German terms of affection. Mind you; despite the scarring on his neck, he is very loud.

Backstory: Kaiser was a lad born in Gorlitz, Germany; march 1st of year 2000. To a man named Paul Howard Hindenburg, and a woman named Ashild Lee Hindenburg. Throughout his childhood; he was learning German, and a bit of his mother’s native language; Bokmal. He was a smart, handsome, popular young boy in high school; however, he follows the value of: “no before marriage” to this day, plus; he never understood the logic of wanting to risk Teenage Parenthood. At 16; Kaiser registered for the military, to pay for his sick mother’s treatments, since his asshat of a father spends most of the money on alcohol (hence his intense dislike for bars or anything intoxicating). The reason Kaiser became so tall were brutal Genetic Modifications; that happened rapidly, and caused him much pain. The mods made everything about him large; yes, including his , you whores. It’s also the same reason the hair on his head, and the hair on his body, is so hard to maintain. He received his scars from multiple missions he barely survived. 13 gunshots; most concentrated on his abdomen, a concussion, his throat being slit; just barely missing the arteries, the flesh between his jaws being marred; with garrot wire (and them caudering the wounds shut), and then shrapnel flying across his face. At 19; the first thing he went to do was see his mother one last time; before working to move to America, where he heard one could be a new man.