I've probably forgotten a sourcebook's worth of my own lore, which is a great tragedy for me and really makes for a good lesson. Write down your thoughts, kids. Paper may be hard to come by, but your notes app will never abandon you.
Basically, this character used to be the Prince (gender-neutral) of Fearsome Critters, basically wacky American cryptids. They were kidnapped and forced to improve the harvest of a large, industrialized farm. During this time, they lived in a box, and anything they created was immediately broken down into meat and items for the gift shops. Over time, their physical form, having gone unseen for so long, disappeared entirely.
Then, they were able to escape through the air holes in the box, finding a computer scientist who had died in a car crash. The Prince possessed the man's mangled cadaver and used a mix of self-inflicted cosmetic surgery and Glamour to make the body acceptable. See, in this world, computers are about 70% flesh, so computer scientists know a bit about biomancy in addition to machinery and software. The Prince plans on using this stolen, fragmented knowledge in order to create new cryptids to terrorize humanity.
The Prince doesn't create. They are, if anything, a midwife. They take parts, living, organic parts, and molds them. Remakes them. They collect bits and pieces, from antlers to feathers to computational components, and they use them to create or repair children for the Nightmares and beasts, the mixed parts resulting in Cryptids.
The Prince themself is also a Cryptid, due to being merged with a human corpse. They love all of Creation, mundane and paranormal, and they glorify Creation through their work.
They never felt quite comfortable in their own skin. At first, they assumed that Creation had made them wrong, and they resented it for such a cruel act. Now, they realize the truth: Creation had given them a privilege, a rare gift. They were given the chance to remake themself in their own image. Cosmetic surgery, flesh manipulation, mechanical implants, they will all come together to provide home for the Prince's soul.
And, well, why limit it to just themself? Such a gift should be shared with the world, this, this... freedom of form! Metal, meat, what's the difference? If a person is just a living machine, why can't we make a machine into a person? Let them all be loved. Let them all be fed. Let them all be held.
Life is a right.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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:o Wild Nothic spotted!
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Been bananering since 2023
Damn… that’s cool…
Am Bananer
Been bananering since 2023
The Prince doesn't create. They are, if anything, a midwife. They take parts, living, organic parts, and molds them. Remakes them. They collect bits and pieces, from antlers to feathers to computational components, and they use them to create or repair children for the Nightmares and beasts, the mixed parts resulting in Cryptids.
The Prince themself is also a Cryptid, due to being merged with a human corpse. They love all of Creation, mundane and paranormal, and they glorify Creation through their work.
They never felt quite comfortable in their own skin. At first, they assumed that Creation had made them wrong, and they resented it for such a cruel act. Now, they realize the truth: Creation had given them a privilege, a rare gift. They were given the chance to remake themself in their own image. Cosmetic surgery, flesh manipulation, mechanical implants, they will all come together to provide home for the Prince's soul.
And, well, why limit it to just themself? Such a gift should be shared with the world, this, this... freedom of form! Metal, meat, what's the difference? If a person is just a living machine, why can't we make a machine into a person? Let them all be loved. Let them all be fed. Let them all be held.
Life is a right.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels