20: Wax has been fit as a fiddle since the day he was born. Or whatever the appropriate word would be. Congealed?
22: He’d start writing poetry
36: Wax is sometimes very self-centered, and he often feels guilty about it when that leads to neglecting or hurting others.
44: He believes in superstitious and occult things sometimes, but just because he’s used to many strange things being totally, clearly true, so he’s open to other ideas that might not have quite as good a pedigree. But any beliefs he has in that area are shallow and he’s not married to them - if he has a superstitious belief and it turns out to not be true, he just drops it.
Happy New Year, Dime! I wish you all the best and lots of light in 2013. xx Question relating to that awesome animation of Wax - how tall and long is he, and how much does he weigh? He looks incredibly lightweight.
Wax is about four feet tall. I don’t know how long, probably around 8 feet, most of which is tail. It’s hard for me to determine weight, but I imagine him weighing around 10 pounds.
Does Wax have an underlying structure, or is he actually just a magic noodle?
He is a magic noodle.
Or more like, he has liquid magic “bones” through most of his body that react to his mental activity. He basically turns into a Wax-shaped jellyfish when he’s unconscious. (except his head, which has a more true skull structure to protect his little magic brain)
What is Wax? Is he a magic-mutated deer critter, or is he something else completely? Also, why coffee?
He is the common sort of Magiphage, meaning he’s the result of a bunch of latent traits from past deceased Magiphages in the area getting kicked up and combined by a magical chain reaction. Sort of like if a spark in a field of dry grass occasionally resulted in an animal instead of a brush fire.
As for coffee, it’s a combination of two factors: 1. he just likes the way it tastes and 2. Caffeine and sugar are the easiest non-magical materials to convert into magic (and, for the record, vice-versa). Wax’s stomach is geared to digest magical material, and he can’t get any useful nutrients out of most non-magical food - but he can digest caffeine and sugar, so coffee is an attractive option for a creature who’s not too proud to beg humans for it.
His full name is Wax Poetic As All Else In Life Wains. When he hears his full name he compulsively responds with another line in iambic pentameter, creating a couplet (not necessarily the same line each time, he makes it up on the spot) - he’ll even respond when he’s asleep. He finds this irritating and tries to keep anyone from knowing the whole thing.