King Sparklebottom
Work in progreess
š± basic
Gender: nonbinary male/masc presenting
Age: unknown (adult)
Race: (black) terrestrial
Nationality: ???
Tale of origin: have your cake and eat it too
āIt's all food to meā
ā¦ Playful // empathetic // adventurous // affectionate // Assertive
ā¦ Impulsive // Possessive // Vengeful // emotionally guarded, distrustful // Stubborn
Hatched from an egg. King's early years were tainted with neglect, realizing his mother had a nack for a harsh and unyielding "parenting style" ā she dictated his path without actual care for his needs. He wasn't very smart, strong and couldn't hunt for himself for a good deal of time while his primal stage was upcoming ā Enduring her pain wasn't worth it. He snuck away, tasting true beautyāa world beyond his motherās bleak, suffocating control. Exploring the dark abyss of what is, the void of space, he's now an now ex prisoner from his mothers harsh grip, a (semblance) of a soul now finding life on another planet. With adjusting to another planet comes with a fuckton of rules, rules not really fit for his being.
He generally has a soft moral compass; not viewing himself as someone to participate much in society, but does derive pleasure from it and what it has to offer. He doesn't see a need to pay for things all the time, so he steals. He doesn't see a reason to do mundane tasks, hobbies and tiresome activities, but is learning to do it anyway. "Jaded" but not so much so, to where he's not interested in whats going on with other worldly beings. He has a lot to learn- Living by a sentiment over it doesn't affect him he doesn't necessarily see a need to participate in it. It doesn't matter, he sees everyone as food.
Not too long into his exploration, He'd even set eyes on his first prey, KJ. He follows the creature around- stalking, watching & learning from a distance. He follows his prey up onto another planet. Waiting, and watching- But he fucked up. His prey slipped away, now stuck back on this planet his ... now ex food left him on; but he adjusts. He's back on his feet- watching, from a distance... stalking, killing. These types of prey (humans) were much more nutritious anyway- even if it was a bit of an acquired taste.
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