Tom the Yeti

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    Name: Tomate Yetterman "Tom"
    Race: Yeti
    Age: 21
    Gender: Male
    Place of Origin: out West of Snowhead
    Occupation: Engineer
    PWC: p4 / w1/ c4
    Treasures and Rupees:
    Rupees: = 70 :roop:

    Perks:
    Power Lift, Bonus Treasure: Super Pusher, Yeti Punch
    Profession: Engineer (level 2)
    Treasure:
    Sky Cannon
    Hover Boots
    Hyoi Pear Supply
    Other Items:
    Float Clay (x1) (this float clay is strangely cheese-like)

    Equipment: Tom wears an immediately noticeable canvas toolbelt. The thick cloth is a very plain blue color. The toolbelt and its pouch is the most prone to getting dirty out of his wearables. Underneath this, and draped over his shoulders are a set of argyle coveralls. The bright blue and red argyle protect his body from any more unnecessary dust and grime. The last thing Tom is wearing is a fancy set of bronze goggles, which have special lenses. The left lens has a very basic focus, while the righthand lens(from his point of view) is bifocal, allowing him to see what he's working on from multiple areas of focus.

    Inside his toolbelt, Tom holds an ever-changing set of tools. He will usually have his favorite spanner, made of a sturdy metal and just large enough to fit his hand pretty well. In addition to that he will have wrenches, calipers, bolt drivers, hammers, and anything else along these lines depending on his current job. Deep in the pocket of the toolbelt is a small box of fancy silver cheese knives for slicing into his favorite foods. Last but not least, a stylish pair of Hover Boots hugs his feet. They have the trademark metallic hover apparatus with wings, fitted to a bold cowboy fashioned boot. A charming paisley underlines the leather through embossing on the surface.

    Appearance: The aforementioned goggles fit snugly on Tom's head. They have a purple strap which holds the frames tightly together. His head is a bit bulbous and splits off into two distinct lobes. Atop his head sometimes sits a small red fez with green tassles that resembles a tomato from a distance. Though he likes the hat, Tom's difficult work and irregular head don't suit wearing it most of the time. His goggles remain over his forehead or his eyes, often partially hiding his thick and stern rectangular brows. At over three hundred pounds, he's a big guy in terms relative to others. He stands at about six and a half feet, or two meters tall.

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    A very tall and wrinkly nose climbs up Tom's face, his rigid and angular features carved in the deep blues of frostbite on his skin. Two perfectly round eyes peek out from the sore wrinkles of tired work on his well-rounded head. The surface of his eyes change from a calm icy blue to a deep piercing red as he switches focus on his handiwork. His many-focus goggles help him concentrate with the full range of his vision. Very wide and expressive lips stretch out on his cartoonish face, making excited smiles when tempted with his favorite foods. In the smoothly molded features of his mouth are a set of jagged, but very squard teeth. Two of these large squares tower up like fangs, and a third on his upper jaw hangs down between. His expressions balance between monstrous and silly with these impressive teeth.

    Tomate's easily understandable physiology ends there, unfortunately. His tapering discoloured light-grey fur drapes down two tree-like arms the size only a true yeti can boast. His great blue hands are tactile, while large enough to use his own knuckles to walk like a gorilla. The extreme daunting size of his arms are shockingly contrast to the rest of his body. Tucked into his coveralls is a torso hiding timidly in the shadow of his arms. As he might wish it were a joke, his small bushy tail sags pitifully over the back of his coveralls. His stubby and tragically small legs are set below him, making it painfully clear they win the award for his smallest feature. His feet are actually at just the right size to wear boots meant for Hylians. While his deformity is impossible to miss, it rarely hinders him with the walking strength of his arms paired with the ease he can move his small frame. To add to his fortune, he is blessed with the ease of movement granted by his Hover Boots which he tends to take off inside his own home.

    Personality: Without judging his modesty, Tomate is already a pretty nice guy. As with many Yeti of Snowhead, he prefers a quiet domestic life at home. As a man dedicated to hobbies, Tom has spent most of his life alone and practicing his craft. One surprising thing drives him to succeed, no, fuels his every move. That thing is the wonder and majesty of cheese. Tomate's desire to craft soups and pies from the wondrous element of cheese has led him to pursue engineering. While he is intelligent, Tom is not at all wise. What was once a misunderstanding has now festered within Tom to form a complex. For to understand Tomate, one must understand that mistakes were made.

    While he lived happily with his aging parents in his youth, Tom was told a secret. Tom's enjoyment of cheese led him to ask where his favorite cheeses came from. His parents naively told the young Yeti that the Moon was made of the best cheese. The poor deformed Yeti child took this secret deeply to heart, and swore that he would go to the Moon himself one day. Tom's entire agenda of hobbies would then revolve entirely around food recipes, engineering, and mining. He hopes to one day reach the absolute perfection of cheese. He is truly and purely obsessed.

    Despite everything, Tom would have likely taken a look in a telescope and still speculated the Moon could be made of cheese. At the end of the day, it is then still nobody's fault but his own. Yet still, he puts his natural intelligence and ideas to good use. Yetterman fashions machines not only for his cooking, but for the advancement and comfort of his entire life. Like a poorly oiled machine himself, he dreams of the unreachable stars while he engineers novelties and comforts. He is clever enough to create some barebones Rube Goldberg devices to fix his own breakfast and tea in the morning. His preferred breakfast of course, is none other than cheese omelets.

    Tom is willing to throw together useful devices for friends too, as his primary goal of reaching the moon is often fruitless. He spends much more of his time cooking soup and building by the fire. While Tom's arms are quite powerful, he enjoys himself far more on his sofa than out doing heroics. Though Tom spends vastly more time in his house, he's capable of a hefty Yeti Punch if need be. If or when he's needed, he can immediately answer the call by launching himself many miles up-field using his mildly tweaked Sky Cannon. So as helpful as he is, he would still rather stay home to perfect his soup and baking. Adventurers are in for a pleasant surprise when they bring him their empty containers. Yetterman desires to make something unique out of tomatoes baked with cheese one day, but who knows when that will be?

    Background: During the old days of Hyrulean strife, Tom had a quiet upbringing. In the shelter of the mountains, the wars of men were far off. Even the prospect of a stray monster was nothing to a family of Yeti. The Yettermans alone were quite formidable survivalists. Tom's parents were very old, however. Even in his youth it seemed like it was becoming time for him to nurse his parents in their final act. But Tom was a blessed boy. With all the resources of a comfortable mountain home, he would not have too much trouble caring for his parents. That, and the variety of machinery he had to help. For Tom's father had passed down an enduring set of skills and recipes in his family. These family recipes had all the very basics of mechanics and engineering covered. The Great Yetterman Library had been stocked and guarded for generations in this fortress of a home. It was protected well in the dark, snowy forests of Snowhead's range.

    Much like the mechanical books, Tom was raised on a rich set of food recipes passed down through both parents' families. As the Yeti are comparably scarce, their heirlooms and knowledge are considered extremely valuable to pass down. So as his parents raised him on the rich foods of his clan, he too learned to cook for them in their old age. Their special recipes and stockpiles of cheese helped him reach his ancestors' cooking ability. He had issues, however. He needed to find out where cheese came from. He would one day run out of cheese, and Tom had never bothered to actually figure out what created it. He studied the brittle cheese blocks, and found that they had a similar consistency to marble or soapstone. Going off what his failing mother once told him when he was young, the Moon was made of cheese. Tom saw that his parents would not be with him forever, and vowed to travel to the Moon to restock his quantity of cheese. The greatest and most exquisite cheeses surely existed on the Moon. He had to find a way to get there.

    Tom explored his mountainous environment, searching for answers. As his parents' health failed, he brought them amenities like water and fish from his trips. His outings gave him a great sense of direction for the area, but he had no luck finding anything useful. Contrary to his expectations, his big fishing adventures would not prove to be a huge waste of time.

    Chapter One: A Grand Day Out
    After much trial and error, Tom still could not reach the Moon. He even tried reaching the tops of mountains and grabbing onto birds to get closer, nearly falling to his death many times. He was not quite the good ice climber he thought he was, nor would he find the Moon to be as close as he hoped. No jump or catapult seemed to make the darn thing feel closer. So he seemingly trudged off, dejectedly back to his home. But this final time was different. On his irregular route home down the mountain, Tom came across one of the many ancient cave systems under the mountain range. With a little trial and error, he made his way to the central heart of the cave. A clearing appeared with a massive outcropping, small amounts of light peeking in from above. Something large was in the center of the floor.

    Tomate adjusted his eyes. A huge-ish object stood before him. A long barrel stood out on a cylindrical central piece, a massive pair of feet keeping it steady and stable. It was a bit far from him, he could barely see what it was to understand its purpose. He made his way over to the chalky colored architecture. He wasn't sure at first what the massive tube was for. The moss-covered material made it more difficult to tell what it could be. Then, he adjusted his view and noticed the cylinder. Something was intended to go inside and. . . be launched out the tube. It was brilliant! Tom worked on getting the no doubt broken machine out of the cave. He used his incredible Power Lift to ready it for transport back to his lab. Through a painful system including certain kinds of jacks and pulleys, he carted it onto a small track and attempted to extract it from the cave.

    Chapter Two: Hacking to the Moon

    The process was not going very quickly. Tom's work on the cannon was delicate and stressful. To get such a relic working to his specifications, Tom had to use all of his skills and more. He needed to have that cheese. The cannon was beginning to look more metallic as he went on with it, tubes and such sprouting off the new base. He had overhauled the entire stand so that it would absorb much more of the firing shock and rotate a full three hundred and sixty degrees. The metallic plating, hastily bolted onto the base looked a bit like patchwork with not all of the metal having the same quality. The delicate part of course being the cannon's innards. He took precious time and patience to rework and streamline how it already functioned. Many other of his projects were finished in the meantime, as the cannon was a serious investment for him.

    As the creation appeared to be nearing completion, Tom readied himself. He calculated the angle of fire, dragged the device to a stable part of the mountain, and most important of all he readied his boots. Another technical modification of an ancient magic item, Tom had reworked a set of Hover Boots. He hacked them back to working order by installing certain maneuvering and thrust focusing pipes to the outer brassy shells of the boots. His goal was to use the boots' hover at will feature to stop his fall as he approached the Moon. Whether it would work or not was up to science to prove. He would have to take a risk and do it regardless of the results. Tomate began his final adjustments to the Sky Cannon.

    Pointed suggestively at the moon like a challenge, Tom began to arm the cannon for fire. Tom's fur was discolored from all the work, even now he sweated in his anticipation. He didn't know what he was going to find on the moon, but he was prepared for anything. Tom loaded an entire toolchest into the cylinder. He was going to grasp it on the trip to bring it with him. Just like he had rehearsed many times in his head, it was going to happen. Bang, pow, straight to the Moon. Tom entered the capsule, took his protein, and put his helmet on. He was horribly nervous, there was little time left to think it over. He commenced a countdown with his arm on the trigger.

    The first five seconds were grueling. A Yeti was tough, but the forces on his body were still intense and jarring like a roller coaster. Tom could still hear the blast echoing behind him. He had made a very successful machine work again. His large teeth grimaced in a poor attempt at a smile. Soon, at any minute, the Moon would start to look closer. He hoped and hoped. A minute passed and he was still uncomfortably soaring upward. The Moon simply wasn't getting closer. Had he made a mistake? Some miscalculation must have happened. The Moon simply wasn't as near as he expected. Sure, he wasn't an astronomer, but his machine was good enough to work he had thought. He continued to fly up at a pace that left him bored and agitated. Hopefully someone on the ground would see the great majesty of a flying Yeti. He tumbled upward in such a hilarious manner that the sight would surely be priceless.

    What seemed like hours had passed, and Tom was still flying. His arc had begun to change, and point him downward. He was at this point falling very rapidly and he was preparing to land violently. He angled wildly to get a view of the approaching ground. When he saw the turf nearing himself, he let out his Hover Boots in full blast. Tom stood on the air for a few moments, about twenty five feet above the ground. He then fell abruptly straight into the ground. His dreams were crushed, and nearly himself as well. He began the arduous journey to try to get home.

    Chapter Three: The Cruel Cheesemonger's Thesis

    His dreams broken and his parents finally passing, Tom had a painful path back up from the nadir of his life. Worse of all, his house was finally running out of food. Tom knew he might not reach the Moon with his cannon, but he was becoming desperate. He had to do something to ignite his passion again. He began to mine the caves nearby for more answers on the secrets of engineering and cheese. He began to mine in a futile effort to find more cheese, but all he found were metals. He brought back much of the metal in hopes of making better machines to find cheese with. It seemed all well and good, for a time. ut one day, horror would strike him.

    As he made his way to the treasured cheese cabinet, Tomate was horrified to find there was none left at all. He was at first shocked, but soon found himself needing to change his plans entirely. He decided to find out if there were people in the world other than Yetis, so that he might build a Cheese Ship capable of flying to the Moon for endless supplies of cheese. He vowed to continued his great search for more cheese in the land that he found once with his cannon, the vast wilds south of the mountains of Snowhead. He began to prepare his great Sky Cannon for the next frontier: Hyrule.
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