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After the flash, Kher'as couldn't help but regret the fact that she held her body tightly. She was taut, her hands clenched, balancing on the balls of her feet. Anxious. Kher'as was anxious about trying something new, and she only realized it after she didn't have an exoskeleton. She blinked...

"Kher'as will do the jumping then, no issues with Kher'as. Nope! No issues with being not-Kher'as at all!" She exclaimed nervously. The engineer couldn't help but anxiously flex their multiple arms, wriggle her antennae, and flex her abdomen. All the things that made her, her, were going to...

"hexagons are the bestagons..." She muttered to herself. They were what came to her naturally, but not everyone agreed with having most things comprised of hex-shaped patterns, or hexagons in general. It was always "triangle this!" or "triangle that!" but never "Kher'as, you're such a smart and...

Pain, internal pain specifically, was something that Kher'as didn't really enjoy. Not to say that living beings enjoyed pain, but there was something specific about pain that comes from a place you couldn't see and diagnose yourself. Not that seeing a hole in one's body is something preferable...

"unfair..." She muttered, already nearly finished with her ice cream. "Food is defeated enemy, why does it hurt me even when dead? Dumb. You are dead. Be dead." She finished the ice cream, ate the paper cup it came in, then scanned the room for the familiar presence from earlier. The youngling-...

The act of feasting was one that had quickly become sacred to Kher'as. She was used to highly regulated diets of nutrient paste, flavorless, mushy gruel made by grinding up large quantities of biological matter with dubious origins ranging from animal feed, to ground-up enemy soldiers. Not that...

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Normally, any travel by vehicle was an easy way to distract the ant mechanic. Not that she was particularly interested in the construction of Moira’s custom rig, she’s had to put together smaller personnel carriers of similar function on her home timeline. No, it was because she was biologically...

The thought didn't really register with her yet, joining the plumbers. It wasn't something she was supposed to be doing, something she was "programmed" for. Her creators were a big fan of ensuring their creations did exactly what they were designed for through a careful release of endorphins...

Ever the distracted myrmidon, Kher'as had a small fleet of vid-screens hovering around her large compound eyes, fit for intaking the sheer amount of colors and movement, the raw data she was inundating herself with. She was simultaneously entertaining herself with 15-second nonsense, watching a...

"Huh." With a fizz and pop, the electric door charge did its magic and the crew was able to get to the juicy bits of the armory. Sharn was closer to the fifth or sixth in the room as he waved his rifle through the air, scanning each corner of the room for any traps, ambushes, or potential...

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Full name: Kher'as Sha'kari Nickname: "Bug" technically is her nickname, but it's really more a descriptor than anything. Race: Myrmidion, or an "ant-person" Gender: Female (Queen-caste. Probably.) Age: 5 (Adulthood around 6 months of age. Elderly age of species unknown.) Universe of Origin...

Time spent walking for Sharn was time spent scheming in his head. He hated, hated walking idly somewhere while anticipating an ambush. Yes, most of the tech was shut down, but he would rather be paranoid and prepared than relaxed and dead. After all, the specialist was crazy enough to be...

The Morrigan tl;dr: morrigan follows todd and asks what they should do As they walked, aimlessly at that, the way weaved in the way of her as she walked. She could barely keep up pace with the Kushtaka, only following the orb's light from the encroaching darkness of the forest, and the...

The Morrigan tl;dr: morrigan watched todd do his thing, then discusses what they should do next. It seemed that Todd had interpreted what the fey creature- Fey creature. I didn't have a name for them before, but now I do. Why is that? The creature in question, the strange elk's words seemingly...

The Morrigan tl;dr: morri looks into a fall and sees herself as a human, happy. She doesn't like that, and attempts to make progress. Another new experience. Toes with silt in between them. The texture was pleasant, in a way. Deeply unpleasant in other ways. She didn't appreciate the cold and...