Difference between revisions of "Syd Lev"
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Give in to a little frenzy. | Give in to a little frenzy. | ||
− | Once you fell in line for your faction - here you are shuffled just off center from where you came... get it together you can just float along and sate the hunger in your own terms | + | Once you fell in line for your faction - here you are shuffled just off center from where you came... get it together and you can just float along and sate the hunger in your own terms |
− | Now that doesn't seem so bad: jobless, | + | Now that doesn't seem so bad does it?: jobless, hunted, always a little elsewhere ... but flowing free as your feet will take you. |
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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. | ||
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+ | 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. | ||
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. | 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. |