Name:Mikkel Krogh
Age: 22 earth years
Size: 172 centimeters or 67.7 inches
Race:
allthou close to the Homo Sapience we are not quite sure so we will just call it a caucasian primate
Sex:Male
Top speed:Unknown?
Habitat and diet:
Found on planet earth, in the kingdom of Denmark, though the adults of the Krogh race inhabit the west of Sjælland in a village known as Korsør, this particular member of the family now resides in the easten Jylland in a smaller village known as Brabrand just outside the city of Århus. Luckyly the food source of this male can be found at smaller hunting grunds anlso known as "Shops", "Stores" or "supermarkets" in both the islands and peninsula of Denmark. This particular mammal will usually eat rice, spaghetti/pasta or if wanting to spoil himself with a freshly killed animal, meat from either cow or pig. The race itself is primaryly a meat eater but also tends to eat potatoes as a side dish. The reason for this males lack of meat, is because of the minor resources that the wildlife reserve also known as the government is willing to give. The program of preserving this species is far from working sufficiently and thus malnourishing this animal.
whereabouts of this animal:
It can often be found in a bigger, cuttage like place, called VUC Ã…rhus. Here the Primate attends to a full course called HF, where it tries to shake of some of it's primitive ideas about the outside world. It will on an allmost daily basis foolishly enough, try to expand it's simple mind with knoledge about: languages, psychology, cultures, and natural science which is just a few of them.
In the time when it is not at this "school of higher education" it can be found around places for socialization of the species called "bars" or "pubs" where it will consume a bad nutrition filled liquid fluid, called: "beer" for what purpose we aren't sure but it might be to gain attetion among females or simply just relax.
It may also be found around similar creatures where they together try to communicate through sounds, thus gaining a social friendship as equals.
Natural enemies:
Hangovers, Ellen Degeneres, Dr.Phil, Joan Ørting, Syringes and Rollercoasters. are all among the known things that will make this male either try to escape or explode in rage.
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