Didja make the drones yourself? Wouldn't be surprised honestly, you sound like your smarter than people give you credit for. //honestly its a headcannon 4 me that Wilhelm does infact know things about how to build robots. Just he doesnt know all the fancy ass lingo bc he's mostly self-tuaght.
Course I did! I make all my shit asides from the guns I find.
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⍟ ------- I have a Ball Python and two kitties!
✩ ------- Willy’s starting to pack on a bit of old-person pudge in recent years. Blame Hyperion. His abs are definitely softer than when they once were 10 years ago [but I ain’t complaining B) ].
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⍟ ------ I am heading into the Bachelor of Game Design course this fall for college!
✩------ Willy can mimic legitimate machinery and electronic noises due to the voice modulator built into his voice box. This can confuse people or provide distractions. Or just be annoying. Beep boop.
CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT MEME || repost, do not reblog.
TAGGED BY: @hurttheoneyoulove
FULL NAME: Wilhelm “Willy” Leopold Logan ████████
GENDER & SEXUALITY: Agender [he/him], questioning
ETHNICITY & SPECIES: Mixed, cyborg
BIRTHPLACE & BIRTHDATE: Planet Hera, June 13th
GUILTY PLEASURES: Robotics, engineering
PHOBIAS: Rain, magnets, Angry Athena, deep water, Handsome Jack [see more here]
WHAT THEY WOULD BE INFAMOUS FOR: His killcount
WHAT HAVE THEY / WOULD THEY HAVE GOTTEN ARRESTED FOR: Murder, manslaughter, theft, fraud, indecency, a bunch of other things
CHARACTER YOU SHIP THEM WITH: Timothy [obvious], Rhys, Athena [platonic brotp], Claptrap, others
CHARACTER MOST LIKELY TO MURDER THEM: Jack? Or any other past CEO’s he’s got beef with
FAVOURITE BOOK GENRE: N/A; cannot read
LEAST FAVOURITE BOOK CLICHÉ: Big Muscly Manly Man Can’t Have Feelings
TALENTS & / OR POWERS: Cybernetically enhanced down to the bone; high pain tolerance and high physical strength. Adept with firearms of all kinds.
WHY SOMEONE MIGHT LOVE THEM: He has quite the soft side past his grossness, bluntness and brawn. If he cares about you, you have someone that is both extremely loyal [and cuddly, as a bonus]
WHY SOMEONE MIGHT HATE THEM: Impulsive, reckless and very loud. His morals are grey and his job experiences may scare a lot of people off.
HOW THEY CHANGE: Read here for how much he’s changed!
WHY YOU LOVE THEM: I am always a sucker for twisting a character that didn’t have much involvement/development into someone that can be both loved and hated past what the games have given us. Wilhelm was quite a surprise for me to start liking/loving, and I seriously can’t mark down a solid reason why I got into him in the first place. There are so many reasons that add up, I can’t isolate them properly to tell.
TL;DR-- funny, stoic, secretly loving and caring, grey morality, room to grow.
In complete silence, you can tell Willy's in the room due to the low, quiet hum of his power core. Sometimes it can be therapeutic, like a cat's purr. You'd better hope you can hear his core-- otherwise, he's probably dead or fatally injured.
Willy will randomly stop whatever he’s working on to headbang to whatever song gets him going at the moment. He’ll take pent-up energy from his flow to jump around for a bit until he gets back to his task. Sometimes, this takes hours.
I see your tag about old lore where he and krieg were buds. could i maybe, possibly hear some of this lore? *eyebrow wiggles*
B)
TL;DR: Wilhelm used to have a squadron of buddies, and one of them was named Warren. Also native to Hera; a very German-centric planet, after all, so
Warren was really reckless and favoured melee combat-- he was the best at it. So good that Wilhelm highly respected him and made a pun out of his name-- one that fit the zealous, passionate beast within him.
Warren--
War--
Krieg.
The nickname stuck with Warren and the gang, and he accepted it.
After being captured by Hyperion, and his mind seemingly unleashing this ‘beast’ as a coping mechanism and practially reversing his mind’s control, “Krieg” was the only name he remembered, sticking to it.
Motorcycles? Yea. An actual, pedal-powered bicycle? Nnnnnnnnot really. He never got the chance to ride one as a kid [training wheels failed him; fell to his side and broke a lot of shit].