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Where do you see yourself in twenty years?
Having recently escaped from a zoo and ready to have a fresh start in a better world
Probably in the forest, what's next?
Depending on what happens to the relics that we are not supposed to go near
Does your butt inhibit your ability to sit in low chairs?
I fancy myself a true gentleman who never will be constrained by his own body
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It has been a hindrance before
The key is to literally be that low chair so you don't actually have to sit on the bottom
Describe your relationship with Foe.
We fought tirelessly over orbits for about a year
I'LL FIGHT THOSE EXPIROMINATIONS WITH MY 5 FINAL FRONTIER GUNS AND THE ABILITY TO REPLACE OUR BRAINS WITH HOT DOGS
We beef so hard. Literally just beef.
We have bonded, like sasuke and his snakes.
That guy won't stop stealing my fries.
Rad! How do you feel about your ability to use your multiple arms in tandem?
Great, I can fan the hell out of a pan now
Don't be ridiculous I have two hands on each arm so naturally I wouldn't be able to do this task effectively
I have hands on my neck now, it covers my eyes and ears so I haven't figured out how that'll work yet.
You could detach one arm so it doesn't take up an arm slot and you still get to use that arm in multiple ways. An adaptable hand could pick things up while a pointy finger could scratch.
Tell me about your teeth.
I usually only use the two big ones
I use them as a natural blade that humans find to be more dangerous than it really is.
I replaced my teeth with tap dancing shoes
HUMANOIDS NEED TO SHUT THE FLIPPING F DOWN
You're just standing there. What the hell are you actually doing?
Polishing my pure platinum halo. It's actual platinum and not some steampunk BS.
I'm shaking my fedora and preparing to go off on a rant about art history again
LOL IT'S ALL JUST KILLER ROBOTS. STEP OFF, BUDDY. PAH HA HA HA
My cheeks are glowing slightly and you are in the blast radius of a radiation storm. Also I made a pair of binoculars with my hand and I'm getting ready to snipe killer robots.
The Last Dinosaur
You strode confidently through the Permian and slowly watched your place in the food chain dwindle to just one of you. Despite a bleak existence, your tough life has made you a stronger beast with a great strength-to-weight ratio. You spend your days quietly in caves tending a fire and reading comics.
You are ultimate robot. You have all the knowledge of all the shapes, coupled with the speed of all the animals, and effectively the eyes and minds of all the people. Humans thought they invented themselves but they only get one or two body parts -- you can have them all!
A friend! Yes! What's more awesome than that? Say it with me! FRIEND! You are awesome at supporting your buds, and fitting in where you need to. You always know how to keep things relaxed and loose, while being direct and telling your friends when something's amiss and they need help. You're pretty chill, but if you plead to the Magic Gods, sure! You can get kind of dramatic!
You've lived on earth for years, and you've got the human lifestyle on your tail feathers. Sure, they mess up the place, and things are rough, but you've watched them for so long that it's hard for you to imagine living anywhere else. You're still an avian renegade, but you look forward to the future with them.