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His inability to see colors makes him bitter.
Some say you can only see his smile through a lens...
The night is with me. A night I cannot see. A night I know.
Every sky fire and star. I know.
Every heartbeat. I know.
The sounds of this world. I know.
Where you all are. I know.
You surround me.
IT'S OVER 9000!!!!
It's late. The Ancient wearily looks into the mirror and concentrates.
Slowly, time turns. The skies recede. The icefall rises. Once great empires return.
It's all quite rejuvenating...
They're happy as a lark, oblivious to the reality of things.
The world as we know it will disappear forever, and yet they keep on dancing.
Poor fools... You'd better run or hide. But no matter, sooner or later, they'll find us.
Breaking into churches, riling up the horses, drinking and laughing late into the night (all of this with The Golem following along), The Antipaladin is thoroughly corrupted in a way that all Chimpions admire. Darkly maniacal and quite entertaining.
Down the ranks of the Chimpion Guard lies the lowly Apologetic, practicing those marches. and apologizing. Even when brother brings by a sandwich. "I'm sorry, I'll pay you back."
Watch the soldier spring into action if you're seen sneaking up the palace steps.
Iron Fist of The Knight Commander, Wielder of the Seven Swords, The Armsman can pass through any door in the land, with just a flash of a sharpened blade.
The Armsman is not fond of a fight, but of keeping one's metal and armor impressive enough to win at a look.
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Long ago, a powerful meteor struck our world.
This molten rock took our form and walks among us, absorbing energy from the cosmos.
This being is The Aureate, a guardian of the night.
Some say they have seen it fire golden shards and beams of blinding light.
Always observing, always scanning. You hear its sparks - and a sudden whirring to life behind you.
“Nine-oh five five”, it says, leaning to examine you.
Its formidable alloy shell is gleaming. The thing looks like a walking bomb. Best to leave it alone.
“Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away”
Chimpion teens like to walk around The Beacon with their phones, thinking they're getting a signal boost. It's pure coincidence, though. They'll all run off anyway whenever The Beacon announces another incoming earthquake.
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01001011 01100101 01100101 01110000 00100000 01010011 01110000 01101001 01110010 01101001 01110100 00100001”
The Bionic is a tall, master of technology whose bionic eye gives insight to prevent future catastrophes.
His history is shrouded in mystery, but it is clear his goal is to protect his fellow chimps.
So blazed, so lit, spittin fire, unchained and flame-brained, leaving a trail of rank gas smell straight from hell.
But don't get burned. This fire doesn't stop.
Made of bones, but harder than steel. They bind their soul in every weapon they've conjured. The clinking and clanking of the Bonesmith can be heard throughout the night.
Nobody questions where their endless supply of bones come from...
Lives on the edge of town in a tiny shed that contains everything you'd ever need - including an endless supply of stray cats. (A real kitten coop.)
Often seen wearing The Comrade's fur hat around, The Bubbly is in everyone's business but is impossible not to love.
They're a crew of five at sea - but who ever sees Cap? Always down below deck, storming around, or even below that - The Deckhand swears to spot that glow among the dark waves.
Cursed to roam the bottom of the sea?
“I come from the night. But it's all night up there. In the stillness of space. My home there is infinite. Where the cool stardust rains upon your face, lending its lively energy. What else is there?”
“And now, we shake a little and...”
BANG!!
“Arghh!!
Oh no, not again!”
I'm not funny. I can't make you laugh. I won't entertain you. You want a show? Just sit back and relax. Let the absurdity of life wash over you. It's all a joke, and you're always at the center.
The Deckhand has been sailing the seas in search of adventure and fortune since he was a young boy, and has seen many wonders of the world.