#*beeves*

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((I forget. Does Pony!Beeves have a pony name?))

Uhm, gosh, I think it was Monochrome?  It can be shortened to ‘Chrome’ but never ‘Mono’ (It’s a disease! :P )

It really fits too. Monochrome means grayscale shades,  occasionally with a single color. In this case, it’s minty green. c:

[beevesj]

Oh yeah, I said I'd share headcannons that nobody asked for today:

If someone calls Sekhmet's name, she'll take her sweet time answering back. And if they approach, her, she'll stare at them like she's never seen them before in her life. It doesn't matter what the relationship, she's a cat and cat's do as they please.

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Julius likes yerba mate tea and mango wine (he brews his own). He's very stingy about their quality and if you really want to impress him, get the high grade stuff. Also, dark chocolate the Aztec way. No sugar with hot chillie peppers. 

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Felicity is rather insecure and often downplays her abilities. She'll usually try to hide it under false bravado and some rough country slang. Or just shut down all together and grow real quite. Though she's a lot stronger then she gives herself credit for and often surprises herself. 

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The longer Beeves travels between dimensions, the more she loses her humanity. It's hard to remember that lesser, single diminutional beings exist outside the space between spaces. And thus, what happens to them is not her, a being of a higher plan, concern.

 She's terrified to forget being human all together and human limits. Like time. Hundreds of years means nothing to her kind, but not to her mortal friends...

[beevesj]

Truth: Beeves, did you ever figure out what you are?

"An eldritch abomination." She beamed just a tad too sweetly, plopping down in a flurry of mane."Or a minor comic horror, an unknown, intelligent entry. Maybe even a spawn of the Nordic shapeshifter, Loki. Would explain my love for ponies…" Beeves lightly nibbled on a hoof.

"I’m not sure exactly what. But I'll tell you one thing I do know~  And I’m far older, and younger then people think. " 

The pony smiled again, then trotted off to do god knows what. But not before barking one last comment at the anon. “Take that grain of salt and store it in your shaker!”