[[with the understanding that he will likely not be apped (if at all) until the release of the oropo OVA next year, because we.... still don't know why he's alive and i would like to find that out before i play him in a game!!]]
a. overclocked [Chibi, for his part, isn't having trouble navigating the internals of this giant computer... Nor does he feel particularly pressed to leave, for that reason. He'd rather portal around to every little spot he can find and marvel at its scope, its construction... Maybe he can even try to intuit how it is all connected, if he spends long enough here.]
[A crack of lightning mere feet away from him reminds him that he's on a timeline here. He startles, yelps, and then a look of sheer disappointment passes over his face. How rude, forcing him out like this--]
[If he's next to someone, he'll hold out a hand and offer:] Care for a lift? [You might get nauseous with all the portals, but it's better than dying, perhaps?]
b. shipyard [Anyway, there's a fucking mountain in the shipyard.]
[Chibi knows, as the (former) king of his people, that this mountain was once a spaceship. Tragically, its reliance on wakfu as a fuel source cost the lives of countless planets and their inhabitants over a span of thousands of years. This Chibi has never sat in the cockpit of the Zinit, only in his more modern sanctums within it, but he knows that it is his.]
[He would do it, with great sorrow, only for the safety of his people. He has, before, in a life he does not remember. But now... Now they have other sources of fuel, so he does not have to fuel the ship on wakfu, does he? He will have to check if it has been retrofitted later. He'll retrofit it himself if he has to; he will find a way.]
[When he gets into the Zinit and finds it trashed, he's not going to be able to do anything but laugh. Qilby would have a stroke. (--And he hopes Qilby doesn't take the same bargain he did, because after all that has happened... That will be an awkward conversation to have, and he's content to put it off as long as he can.) For now, he stands at the base of that great mountain, in the same wonder he had the first time he laid eyes on it.]
c. crewmates [Chibi has adopted the maintenance robots as his own at this point; his profile photo is a candid shot of six (!) of them climbing over him while he grins. Other greatest hits include him taking a nap on the floor of an abandoned room; him yelling as he almost gets struck by lightning; and him attempting to closer examine a maintenance robot, to its loud and catlike protests.]
Tell me a little about yourself. My name is Chibi the First-born, of the Eliatrope people. I am an inventor and a poet; the rest is immaterial here. Despite the obvious competition, I hope we will find a way to come together for the love of our shared goals.
Are you a LEADER or a FOLLOWER? I am a follower of the Goddess and Her benevolent lead as Mother of all. [Didn't get the question, or intentionally evasive?]
What is your best feature? [??????] Ah. That's what this is about. [Not the smartest genius the Goddess ever did produce...] I, ehm... I am told I have a way with words.
chibi | islands of wakfu
a. overclocked
[Chibi, for his part, isn't having trouble navigating the internals of this giant computer... Nor does he feel particularly pressed to leave, for that reason. He'd rather portal around to every little spot he can find and marvel at its scope, its construction... Maybe he can even try to intuit how it is all connected, if he spends long enough here.]
[A crack of lightning mere feet away from him reminds him that he's on a timeline here. He startles, yelps, and then a look of sheer disappointment passes over his face. How rude, forcing him out like this--]
[If he's next to someone, he'll hold out a hand and offer:] Care for a lift? [You might get nauseous with all the portals, but it's better than dying, perhaps?]
b. shipyard
[Anyway, there's a fucking mountain in the shipyard.]
[Chibi knows, as the (former) king of his people, that this mountain was once a spaceship. Tragically, its reliance on wakfu as a fuel source cost the lives of countless planets and their inhabitants over a span of thousands of years. This Chibi has never sat in the cockpit of the Zinit, only in his more modern sanctums within it, but he knows that it is his.]
[He would do it, with great sorrow, only for the safety of his people. He has, before, in a life he does not remember. But now... Now they have other sources of fuel, so he does not have to fuel the ship on wakfu, does he? He will have to check if it has been retrofitted later. He'll retrofit it himself if he has to; he will find a way.]
[When he gets into the Zinit and finds it trashed, he's not going to be able to do anything but laugh. Qilby would have a stroke. (--And he hopes Qilby doesn't take the same bargain he did, because after all that has happened... That will be an awkward conversation to have, and he's content to put it off as long as he can.) For now, he stands at the base of that great mountain, in the same wonder he had the first time he laid eyes on it.]
c. crewmates
[Chibi has adopted the maintenance robots as his own at this point; his profile photo is a candid shot of six (!) of them climbing over him while he grins. Other greatest hits include him taking a nap on the floor of an abandoned room; him yelling as he almost gets struck by lightning; and him attempting to closer examine a maintenance robot, to its loud and catlike protests.]
Tell me a little about yourself. My name is Chibi the First-born, of the Eliatrope people. I am an inventor and a poet; the rest is immaterial here. Despite the obvious competition, I hope we will find a way to come together for the love of our shared goals.
Are you a LEADER or a FOLLOWER? I am a follower of the Goddess and Her benevolent lead as Mother of all. [Didn't get the question, or intentionally evasive?]
What is your best feature? [??????] Ah. That's what this is about. [Not the smartest genius the Goddess ever did produce...] I, ehm... I am told I have a way with words.