the god from the machine [OPEN - JOINING]

[Kink]

The group that showed up to greet me was impressive in it's size and diversity. "You guys can just call me Machina. I'm here to join." I'd say in response to the black lion, who wasn't exactly looking at full health. Hell, he hardly looked like he should be standing, if I was honest. Oh well. It wasn't any of my buisiness. Instead I'd wave at the little rabbit-frog and flash a toothy but friendly grin at the person who waved at me, lifting a large paw to wave back- claws sheathed, of course. That was one of my genetic mutations- retractable at claws, remarkable balance, the ability to climb trees (the big ones at least), and epic night vision. "So how does this work- do I have to do something before you can accept me, or am I just good to go?" I'd ask, shifting my gaze back to the lion, since he was the one who seemed to be in charge given he'd gotten here first to ask the opening question.