jungle - elysium 'visit'

[fulzanin]

CLONY
[ age mover of the oblivions ]

Delight had to spring forth when they were greeted by not one, but two entirely new faces. Perhaps they should've been a bit worried considering the sheer size difference at play, but Clony had never really taken the size of anything into consideration. They were used to absurd odds. Besides, that worry had no need to even present itself, for they weren't even in danger for the time being. "Doesn't really matter what kind! I can use about anything, so whatever I could have would work!" Clony chattered, bouncing onto one foot. Prosthetic caught their attention, a sharp flick of their tail following suit. "But, uh, I think harder metal would work best," they then continued.

Pearly eyes flickered to the second one to arrive. The first said there was plenty to spare, and now the second was saying that was not the case. Their ears twitched, a click sounding from their hidden mouth. Smithing? That was weapons and armor, was it not? Clony briefly wished that they had a dictionary on claw so that they could double check and be certain. "You make armor? That's cool! I'm building some stuff of my own! I got blueprints, I shoulda broguht them with me but they're not exactly finalized yet," Clony continued on, waving one fluffy wing in their typical sporadic mannerism. "'N that's what I need the metal for, if there is even any to spare. Kinda sounds like there is, bu there isn't, yea. I got mangoes!" Their attention spun and sputtered off, plucking one of the fruits from the basket as if somehow their comment would cause for more metal to simply phase into existence for them to take.

TAGS 7/6/20:

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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.