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Dying Abyss Consumed By Lingering Shadow

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Description

By design, looks like a harmless Terran animal of Tephnian times (thought to be long extinct now). Capable of imitating that animal's distinctive mewling, it rarely communicates in any other manner. But when it does, many are shocked to find its actual speaking voice is a monotonous bass.

era

High Tephnian - Tephnian society of this era was all about cementing its vision against internal rebellions and external threats. Recent advances in energy technology make it easy to research and develop high-energy weapons, so in response to constant threats, the Tephnian city-states begin to create force-stratum warmachines. Their success in this field allows them to expand their reach across Terra and to interplanetary domains. Many folks of the time regarded this as "rude" and "something that really seems like it will have larger implications in the future".

personality

Regular hungry. Must maintain a sizable intake of fuel at all times. Sometimes shows disinterest in tasks it should be intended for if there is no material gain involved, or if its current fuel reserves are too low to work efficiently. Occasionally becomes slothful.

weapons

A jet-black organ in the shape of a stomach sprays a web of black gel at any nearby weapons detected. The gel eats through most kinds of material and slowly crawls its way back to the organ, which emits a warm glow like when you shine a strong torch through the webbing of your fingers.

weirdest function

Transforms into a slightly larger warmachine, with more flame and floral decals (can do this infinitely).