HEDGE / fleas

[fulzanin]

CLONY
[ age mover of the oblivions ]

Clony had mostly fallen silent during the whole ordeal, simply watching as things went down. The other turning to sink their claws into the tree left them befuddled. They couldn't take such as anger or frustration, simply because they'd never seen such behavior before. The bat settled for continuing to hop on their feet, head tilting whenever they came to a pause. "Is he sick? If he's sick you probably shouldn't touch him," they helpfully tossed in with a waggle of their wing. They knew not of fleas or other pests that could plague those of this world. They knew of how awful bombs stuck to them or chained around their body could feel, sure? Fleas, itchiness? Clony was blessed with being blissfully unaware.

White eyes watch as Rin appears, giving her diagnosis, and then leaving for the remedy. That was fast, they thought, but Clony supposed that there was little surprise present within their mind. "So he is sick! I knew it! We're gonna need so much- so much of the- the... The uh. Sanitation stuff! Yea! That shit! Do we have that here? Probably not. I think I'd know if we did," they began to ramble, ears twitching one way and then another. The blood confused them, but they held their metaphorical tongue on that front. They knew not of blood just as they did not know of fleas. It would be better for them to hold that last bit of curiosity for a later time, especially since the other was contagious with something that Clony knew absolutely nothing about. "Would water help? I bet water would help. Maybe after Rin gets done with what she's bringing we can take him to a really good river! It won't work as good as oil but we're not looking for fireproofness here."

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✧ Clony | Cloni
✧ physically easy, mentally hard
✧ nonbinary | it/its/they/their
✧ elysium | legate

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.