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− | | residence = museum oddities wing | + | | residence = museum oddities wing |
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Syd had almost forgotten about the bug, almost. They don't really remember much about their life before. They can just remember the day. Not clearly just pieces. Memories and puzzles and riddles to untangle and reorganize. | Syd had almost forgotten about the bug, almost. They don't really remember much about their life before. They can just remember the day. Not clearly just pieces. Memories and puzzles and riddles to untangle and reorganize. | ||
− | Now they're going to obsess over it. You should see them- panicked googling the dangers of eating bugs. | + | Now they're going to obsess over it. You should see them- panicked googling the dangers of eating bugs. How many did they eat as a kid? Countless and they turned out fine ... ok, mostly fine. People eat bug every day and are fine. They keep repeating over and over: it's all fine. It was probably a beetle they outnumber us a billion to one, or a bee ... wouldn't that hurt though?, or a spider - oh Gods are they the new Spiders Georg - |
− | How many did they eat as a kid? Countless. | ||
− | + | They can see the headline now: Some fucker living in the city eats a bug and becomes new beacon of arachnid utopia. Spiders from far and wide come to take up residence in this poor bastard's mouth. | |
− | + | WebMD tells them, "you have horrible brain melting disease" where your brain just melts out of your head. They decide to just wait and see if they break out into hives... fuck did their nose just start running? Is it allergies? | |
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− | WebMD tells them, "you have horrible brain melting disease" where your brain just melts out of your head. They decide to just wait and see if they break out into hives... fuck did their nose just start running? Is it allergies? | ||
They mostly hope whatever they just swallowed isn't going to give them a parasite. They unlock their phone and googles "Leucochloridium paradoxum". | They mostly hope whatever they just swallowed isn't going to give them a parasite. They unlock their phone and googles "Leucochloridium paradoxum". | ||
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− | They just want to enjoy things. Most times they're a little spacey. | + | They just want to enjoy things. Most times they're a little spacey. |
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Appeasing the urge for destruction and rage by participating in some general group slaughter. | Appeasing the urge for destruction and rage by participating in some general group slaughter. | ||
− | + | They can be found most often: interviewing for various Orochi corps, studying global flora/fauna, sprawled out in a hammock swinging behind a palette and some sheeting in their Oddities Wing. | |
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− | + | Pets: Synthetic Pseudanthium - Steve, '''Stevedore Q. Greenbriar'''. They found him on a dock in Kaidan, near the Orochi tunnels. He was so hungry. Nipping and bobbing at anything that came near. His little purple leaves and petals curling and uncurling the sick sweet smell of honey and rot sticky on his ... well i guess you'd have to call them stamens .. it was love at first sight. So of course they fed him some random limbs they came across in Maine. He's their favorite dance partner, he doesn't step on their toes and they only bite a little. Feed him whatever, he's not picky. One time he ate a junkyard tire after a case of Dante's spilled on it. | |
− | + | Partners in time killing: '''Door Coleman'''. Recent Bee, he never knew the old world. He's not tethered to the memory. | |