Sandy is a 7ft 5 scarecrow that moved into the mansion after his job/home was destroyed while he was gone. He expected to hate the culprit for the rest of his life, but he ended up caring deeply for him like a brother.
He is a pretty caring guy. Sometimes he likes to use his height to look “intimidating”, does it ever work? Who knows. He has a southern accent that he’s kept hidden, but he lets it out at times.
Due to scarecrow things, he keeps a small needle and string on him at all times. Sandy’s become quite skilled in needle sewing, if you need your blanket, clothing, or plush fixed, Sandy’s the guy to help you.
Sandy is 21 years old. He is often seen with his hair up in a small ponytail. He’s made of a yellowish-orange fabric. Red fabric with orange stripes are stitched around his right eye, the upper half of his arms, and the whole of his right leg. He has blonde hair that fades into a lighter orange at the ends.
On most occasions he wears a red flannel with the sleeves rolled up, a plain black shirt underneath, cuffed denim jeans with a few rips where the knees are, and dark purple shoes. But if he’s chilling in his room, you’ll find him wearing simply the black shirt and shorts. He wears bands mainly on his hands and neck just to add a little protection to the stitches.
Due to his “skin” being cloth, whenever he cries the water stains(?) the fabric like your average towel. This makes it pretty difficult to walk out of the room as if nothing happened. The water stays there until it dries up.
Anything that leaves Sandy in absolutely no repair is what can kill him. Ex: Fire. Taking him apart limb for limb wouldn’t work. His “insides” are of cotton, hay, and large sticks for bones. He panics if his insides become outsides, he does NOT react the same way when seeing the similar material in the outside world being used for different purposes.
He has a giant stitch where his stomach is. He doesn’t like to talk about it but if you are close enough with him, he will tell you the story.
Trigger warning for abuse, my dear reader.