If you are destroyed, you will explode in a giant magical nuclear explosion.
[2] No, you don't.
Your right eye has a crack in it from when you accidentally tripped and hit a tree. Its rather embarrassing, you make up a new story each time someone asks about it.
[2] Your eyes are nice and uncracked.
Your sister's name is Egroeg. She, unlike you, is quite feminine in her looks.
[5] Indeed. While Egroeg isn't as magical as you, she has the ability to turn more feminine, shifting parts until she looks like a human woman made of iron.
You are well travel, it hard to think of a country you have not be to.
[1] It's a shame, you've never actually been farther than ten or twelve miles from your lair.
Your sister's name is Egroeg. She, unlike you, is quite feminine in her looks.
As well as her ways
[4] Yes, Eroeg is quite the girly-mechadragon. Yet another way you're different.
You are a great fan of all sorts of music, although your favorite genre is Hard Rock. Sometimes you take contracts as a stage prop just so that you can get closer to the musicians, and enjoy the concerts.
[2-1] No. No rockers have ever come within a hundred miles of you, and you don't really "feel" music.
You are a great fan of all sorts of music, although your favorite genre is Hard Rock. Sometimes you take contracts as a stage prop just so that you can get closer to the musicians, and enjoy the concerts.
You have a beautiful, haunting singing voice that would go well with metal music. It's a great shame that you never get to sing to humans.
[2-1] You suspect it's just as well that humans never hear you "sing." It's a bit like hearing metal scrape together...for obvious enough reasons.
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With that line of failures, I daresay Mot is done. Who wants to make another character?
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