#angelmanofeden

[sharpclawsfuzzylogic]

Perdito Paradiso

Pluto found himself wondering how much of the devastation he’d been seeing was the fault of him and his brothers. He’d come across some forested areas here and there, and there had been some wildlife, but honestly nothing was really thriving. Just surviving.

At some point he’d really have to stop running and think about that, but being in motion was just too sweet to stop just yet. The high was still ridable and no puny wall was going to stop him.

There really had been a wall, improbably placed across the landscape. A good break-dash powered tackle had bust through it and Pluto was in an area that already looked greener. Looked healthier, cared for. Maybe there was still something worth chasing.”

[starmarshalnaga]

A Tour Of Eden

@angelmanofeden

Octet slowly slipped out of the back of a modified box truck, looking around the gorgeous forest that surrounded him, before giving a thumbs up to his driver for the day, one of his sanctuary staff.

It wasn’t easy for a big bot like him to get to places without taking quite some time to get there, so Dale had gotten a box truck and modified the back to be comfortable for the naga. Now Octet could be driven anywhere he needed to be.

And today, he had come to visit the Eden Nature Reserve.

He had an appointment today for a tour of the reserve, after getting in contact with the staff about an opportunity for a mutual relationship between White Oak and Eden.

White Oak had a number of ‘wild’ animals, from adults to babies, having ended up at the sanctuary for various reasons and were now recuperating. Problem was, several of them were at a point they were ready for release back into the wild, and there were very few suitable places to safely release them now. That was where Eden could come in, allowing the sanctuary to release healthy animals into the reserve, providing them a safe place to live and boosting the reserve’s numbers.

After staring in awe at the nature around them, and a few exchanged comments, Octet left the driver with the truck as he calmly and confidently slithered towards the reserve’s main building.

[e-tankblues]

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((I kinda headcanon that Blues can still be spooked or jump scared really depending on the situation. He won’t scream or anything he just tenses up real quick)). 

[diggydiggybot]

16 for Umbran, 22 for Basalt

16) Which does your character idealize most: happiness or success? 

Oof, that’s a hard one. It’s switched a couple times over different points of Umbran’s life. Before Sigma’s revolt, he idealized success ‘cause he thought being successful in his missions would impress big brother Sigma, which made Umbran happy. But, after Sigma’s revolt he realised success isn’t everything, so at that point I’d say he did start idealizing happiness more.

Unfortunately, it seems since ‘going maverick’ and turning his back on the Maverick Hunters, he’s gone back to idealizing success over happiness, as he thinks succeeding in his personal goal is more important (though, most likely that’s the virus influencing him).

22) What does your character like in other people?

Genuine kindness and caring for others, as well as bright personalities that make him happy just being around them. It’s why he’s particularly close with X and Axl.

[starmarshalnaga]

A reploid walked in, wearing some jeans, a t-shirt, and a jacket. Long, lilac-colored hair was pulled back into a ponytail, trailing behind him as he walked. He entered the premises of the facility, looking around for their owner. “Excuse me... Octet, are you around?”

The sanctuary was abuzz with a multitude of noises from various animals, with some able to be seen in spacious paddocks and enclosures from the sanctuary’s main entrance.

The road from the main entrance led to a small car park in front of a large, modern complex, made up of different buildings clearly with different purposes. Humans and reploids alike were moving between the enclosures and the buildings, most being staff performing their duties while others were members of the public that had come to visit.

Just passing AM, pushing a wheelbarrow with a bag inside from a storage shed nearby, a young woman paused at hearing Octet’s name.

“You lookin’ fer Dr. Octet? Last I saw ‘im, he was down by the farm animals helpin’ wit’ somethin’.” The young lady said to him, pointing down a path that led past the large complex. “Jus’ look fer a big red barn towards the back o’ the main buildin’”

[tres-fidelis]

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Send “📂“ for a random yet completely useless headcanon I have

((If you happen to sneak a peek at the music files she stores in her watch, there’s a whole folder labeled “The Good Stuff.” Turns out it’s literally all Eurobeat songs Shaska shared with her.)) 

[dream--of-electric--sheep]

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The twins share a room, its split right down the middle and each side is opposite to its owner.

Narcius side is actually very brightly colored and cute - filled with soft plushes. Aislinn’s side is dark and goth like.