size matters - communication error

[fulzanin]

CLONY
[ age mover of the oblivions ]

Clony forgot, ever so briefly, that it actually needed to get a grip on its mental speaking powers. That its thoughts easily worked their way out of its head and came across as unfiltered speech for those around it. Never had Clony had to perform such a restriction before. Those that it lived with were either identical to itself, or just didn't want anything to do with it. Despite the fact that Clony was trying to save them from all the danger of mechanized machines - ungrateful, it once had heard another one claim. Clony didn't think it shared the same thoughts, but for all it knew it had been the one to say such a thing. Everyone having an identical voice was quite difficult to sift through sometimes. The same high pitched voice filled with either determination, curiosity - or more commonly pain. That was the worst drawback to every one of them having the same headspace. Always noisy, always something to chat about. Always something dangerous to avoid, always something neat to look at, like wanting to share the discovery of the ocean.

Fluffy ears perked, Clony having been too absorbed in reaching out as far as it could with its communication powers to reach the others to have even noticed Rin's approach. Their body stiffened briefly, pearly eyes widening before returning to their normal size. "Oh. Uh," The fluffy bat stammered, pearly gaze flickering to the side. Explaining the utter nonsense of what Clony was trying to do, of who it was trying to talk to? It was complicated in its own unique way, as most things revolving around itself were. Difficult, seeing as not even Clony fully understand all the awkward standards of where it came from. In comparison, this place was absolutely peaceful  - something certainly to change the next time some god came barreling in. Not that Clony had ever dealt with any gods before. In a mechanized world filled with traps and death, there probably was no god that would want to touch such a wasteland with the universe's longest pole.

Clony's head swiveled, brought out of their pondering by another person's approach. Their eyes blinked a few times, still briefly disoriented by not having silver eyes from every single other creature absolutely being disorienting. Clony's feathered wings twitched, returning to quickly piece together their words. "It's uh, its weird. There's a lot of.. 'me's', I guess that's the best way to word it. Back where I come from I could just talk to everybody without problem. Which is good when there's lasers. 'Cause they were all me, y'know? Or were me, at one point. It's like - well I'm pretty sure I'm not part plant," They chattered, ears flicking a little. "But I can't talk to any of them anymore. I'm not used to it being so quiet. Its just me now and I'm not used to - it shouldn't just be me. 'Cause before it didn't matter how far it was 'cause I could still talk to everyone and hear everything. I don't like it at all," Clony continued, a sharp shudder wracking through them. "It's way too quiet and I hate it."

TAGS 3/17/20:

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✧ Clony | Cloni
✧ physically easy, mentally hard
✧ nonbinary | it/its/they/their
✧ clan/group | rank

APPEARANCE.
✧ melanistic giant golden-crowned flying fox (ref.) | health: 100% | current body
— Clony is a giant golden-crowned flying fox with a melanistic pelt. It has grey rings around its eyes, and large floppy ears. Clony's webbed wings are mutated to be feathered, with fingers and long thumbs hidden. Clony has excessive fur covering most of its body, only ending just above the knees. Clony has glowing white eyes, where its pupils blend into the rest of their pearl like appearance.
— blood is white
— no accessories
— no current injuries

PERSONALITY.
✧ curious, ambivalent
✧ consistent, cautious
✧ unrelenting loathing for certain items and colors, hostile

RELATIONSHIPS.
✧ no parents | created
✧ no family name
✧ aromantic asexual | single/not looking

INTERACTIONS.
✧ physically easy | mentally hard| mental communication, elasticity
✧ will start and end fights, easy provoke | will kill
✧ allowed to powerplay peaceful actions | attack in bolded #879191 | mention [member=12578]﹝ CLONY ﹞[/member]

MISC.
✧ based off the Clones from Frogmind's Badland
✧ Clones in Badland are time, size, and form altering creatures created by an evil called the Red Eye Association. The Red Eyes realize that the Clones are dangerous and discard them in the trash. The Clones traverse the Badlands to try and take down the Red Eye Association. They are halted briefly, but return years later after the Badlands have overgrown. This time the Red Eye Association is better prepared. The Clones are chased and killed down to their last member, who hides away in the last place where non-mechanized life is sustainable. BoB Clony arrives by the Nest Transport sending them off to another universe to regroup and learn new ways to deal with the evils of the Red Eyes.