#◜chang’e: in character.◞

[fatedefyd]

   @stxnekxng​​  /  cont. ♥

         It started with a passing comment about relationships and needs, and then it just.. took off from there.  Chang’e hadn’t had a relationship that went beyond friendship in over a thousand years  --  Wukong, from what she understands, has also kept his needs under wraps for many a century.  They were comfortable enough to talk about such topics, and now they’re here. 

         To see and feel him at his most vulnerable is a testament to his trust in the goddess, and the raven-haired one doesn’t plan to have that trust wasted.  The Monkey King’s smaller form is endearing, she thinks, and is not surprised with what she finds when he steps out of his pants.  While she’s yet to disrobe, all that Chang’e had decided to wear that day was a simple, floral sundress, so it’ll be as quick to take off as it was to put on.  Dainty fingers can feel his temperature rise, and she wonders :  would he be alright with her colder touch ?  It came with the territory of being on the moon, but it’s easy to regulate after so many years of training the trait.  

         There is no worry on her end about the difference in size, though.  The Great Sage had faced and defeated bigger foes, surely he could handle a little bottom-heavy goddess ?

   ❝ do you want me to stop ? ❞  She questions tenderly, her feather-like touch lifting from his fuzzy underside.  Though his tail indicates that he’s comfortable with her explorations, it doesn’t hurt to be extra certain.

[karppie-art]

A Chang’e concept art I made a while ago. I really like how it turned out.

[haliaiii]

Lmk sketches I did !!

[plutaraplanet]

[[The following post is the beginning of the tumblr format for Michael’s Lego Monkie Kid Infection Au, Yûzhóu. Anytime the writer (aka me, Michael lol) is talking out of character to the post. You will see purple text like this, surrounded by [[]]. This is where I will drop any notes or content warnings at the beginning. If you would like to catch up on the TikTok format for the au (it has more parts if now sorry), you can go to @/plutaraplanet on TikTok. There should be five videos. But besides that!! Lets actually jump in.]]

1; Radio Silent.

Yknow.. it’s been a while since we’ve seen Nezha.. He must be real busy with the jade emperors power.

Nezha’s old friend though, is kind of worried..

Its been almost a month.

A month since the Azure Battle. When the universe was so close to splitting in the sky.

“Somethings not right. I’m scared. Nezha doesn’t usually act this way, please. Can you check on him? I just want to make sure he’s okay”

(Chang’e; July 19th, 20XX)

So. Wukong had to pay him a visit. The kid is probably so concerned on doing a good job. It’ll be a quick in and out mission.

This little guy right here was following Wukong through the jade emperors palace. His name was Yùshí, one of the jade guard who supervised the area. So of course he followed Wukong like a chick with his mama duck.

Though, he had a job to attend to. It would be quick! And hey, if Nezha needed help with the emperors powers, he wouldn’t mind lending a hand. Though it’s not often Nezha admits for help haha. Yúshì kept trying to tell Wukong that Nezha did not want to be seen. In fact, there were strict orders to not enter the room under any circumstances. But since when did Wukong listen to Nezha?

Again, this would be quick…

…he didnt answer when he knocked on the door. Well.. now Wukong had a bubbling fear growing. And despite Yùshí’s yelp, Wukong was going to break the door down. Something wasn’t right.

“If I had known what was behind that door, I would have never kicked it down. Just a small act of worry, caused an avalanche, the world will never be the same— MK.. I have to reach out to MK now—“

(Sun Wukong; 7/??/XX)

There’s a tape record on the ground.. it might be useful to listen in..

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[fatedefyd]

His comment receives a scoff in return, the goddess left incredulous.

❝ i didn't tease you that badly ! ❞ Chang'e pleads her case with irritation at the edge of her words, her attempts to gain any visual on his trickery below are done in vain. when the simian's tongue enters her, however, the Moon Goddess is quick to change her tune.

Damn him. damn him and that slick tongue of his. he knows what she likes, and Macaque has long-since been aware of the ins and outs of what gets his lady's engine purring like a kitten. though her walls are wet within moments, Chang'e can feel her face flushing even as she tries to even out her breathing to keep herself calm and collected..

Fat load that does her when his fingers are added into the equation. his quick-paced digits elicit a surprised yelp, her hands dashing to cover her mouth out of embarrassment. at this point, all the Moon Goddess can do is lean against the table for some support while Chang'e makes a sopping mess of herself under the table and wait out her punishment.

❝ you're the worst. ❞

Keep reading

[fatedefyd]

how pure are you ?

" that is SO no true !! "

[miffysrambles]

foxypeaches/goldenembers screenshot edit !!!

[acoraxia]

All of the women in LMK (2) are either related to SWK and MK or would die for SWK and MK

I don’t make the rules I’m sorry

[fatedefyd]

Why did she do that ? why did she think that was smart ? at the very least, Azure is dropping the topic -- at least for now -- and that's what's important to her.

❝ if it's anything like Wukong's circlet, i imagine that's a huge understatement. ❞

It had been quite some time since Chang'e had read the novel of the Monkey King's pilgrimage, but she vividly remembers the constricting headband. it's what the Monk had used to keep the monkey under control, after all, and for Azure to now where one of a similar nature means that he's not just a danger to himself, but to others, too. it's an evil necessity, as much as many would rather not see such an item in use, again.

❝ what was it like, being Emperor for a day ? ❞ Celestial chef tries to buy herself time with pleasant conversation as her face cools down from her blunder, soaking her cups under the running faucet. ❝ did you have a grand feast ? was there music ? ❞

oh, the laughter that couldn't help but spill forth from his throat upon seeing her reaction. that was exactly what he was hoping for, to watch the way her shoulders jumped in response, looks like she hadn't anticipated him to respond in such a manner. but oh well, he'd gotten what he wanted. "ah yes, of course you were, i do apologise."

another silent chuckle beneath his breath, slight shake of maned head, perking back up at her next question. goodness, where did he even begin there ... "well, you know, still getting used to this old thing," single hand comes up so claw can tap against the metal circlet wrapped around his forehead. "i'm grateful for it, i wouldn't be standing here if not for it. but it's side effects are rather unpleasant."

[coffeeaddictxd]

Girl boss

[senruthmartinsbob]

Oh no scratch that post i thot chang’e was the lady from turning red but wronggggg person

[itsabouttimex2]

I was re-reading some of the Primal Moon stuff and I just kept thinking... If this is how badly everyone else gets affected, imagine how Chang'e gets during the Primal Moon!!!

Poor girl is probably losing her marbles up there, all by herself!!

Primal Moon Tier List

Actually… Chang’e is doing just about the same as canon! She’s a little lonely to be on her own, and a little worried for the world down below… but she’s managing!

For reference, here’s what I’ve workshopped for Primal Moon so far!

Humans and Celestials, if they have no animalistic features or demonic heritage, are unaffected by the creeping Viridescence, and are therefore free of any harmful effects of the lunar cycle. Which gives us a total of eleven characters (temporarily twelve with Seasons 1-3 MK) who are left the same in Primal Moon.

As for the others, with potential targets outside of Y/N listed in parentheses…

Sun Wukong is a monkey, c’mon. He; by the very nature of his species, needs company and affection. So what if he snatches up a darling cub (or two) from the streets and bundles them home as they kick and scream for help anticipate a week long stay with the Great Sage Equal to Heaven. He’ll dote and smother until you’re all worn out from begging for your freedom receiving his affection to tuck the both of you into bed, ready to spend a quarter of the month in a frenzy of familial love. (MK, Macaque, Ne Zha, Tang Sanzang, Ao Lie, Zhu Baije, Sha Wujing)

The Azure Lion has been burdened by primal want for family since his earliest days in the Celestial Realm, quite often being “given” a still-young Ne Zha to coddle, sitting for hours with the little deity in his lap, grooming his hair to perfection with a massive tongue. But that was centuries ago, and now he needs someone new to “parent”… most likely being Y/N. (Sun Wukong, Macaque, Peng, Yellowtusk, DBK, young Ne Zha, MK, Mei, Red Son)

Bereft of his lover, Kui Mulang devolves into a more merciful and someone brooding individual, sometimes refusing to devour souls even when the ones presented to him are choice selections. He mostly manages to compose himself, however- until a pup or kit is presented to him, at which point he slowly begins to mold them into the “perfect child” for him and his lovely Jade Maiden- and he’s sure that she’ll love Y/N as much as he does. (MK, Mei)

Arrogant as they may be, the Golden-Winged Peng is indeed still an avian, with powerful brooding instincts. They have some vested interest in little stragglers and chicks, souls who haven’t found their footing yet. If you have wings of some kind, expect lots of flying lessons and feather cleaning. For younger or smaller individuals, Peng will frequently perform brooding, though in a very gentle way- they’ll have you sit on their lap and then squish themselves all around you with feathery neck fluff and muscular arms and then their golden wings over all that to firmly ensnare you. (Macaque if he’s much younger than they are, Mei)

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The Spider Queen isn’t usually interested in making heirs- she wants the throne all to herself for as long as she can have it… but if a charming and powerful individual were to wander into her sewers, maybe the lady wouldn’t red be able to deny herself an attempt at courting them? After all, a child of your blood and hers would be a magnificent creation (and weapon) indeed- although the means of birth would be by magic. She doesn’t have any interest in nine months of pain or suffering, after all. (Sun Wukong, Macaque, Demon Bull King and Princess Iron Fan, Scorpion Queen)

As always, our lonely Scorpion Queen longs for companionship in any form, be it partner or paramour. Expect her to try and hook up with the friendliest face she can find, often in the form of the sweet little mortals who go hiking past her lair in an attempt to separate from the wildness of the city. After all, maybe a little darling child would help ease her loneliness! (Tang, Pigsy)

Huntsman is out on the streets looking for a suitable partner, not necessarily for want of a lover so much as he wants his pick of the “superior” stock showing off their strength to lure in mates- the thought of having a child to pass on all his knowledge to doesn’t exactly deter the arachnid. However, he’d be content with “just” getting a lifelong sparring partner out of it.

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After the death of his beloved son, Ao Guang goes from “almost unaffected” by the rising moon to borderline delusional. He usually stays locked up tight inside his chambers, away from anyone who he might “confuse” with his departed Ao Bing. If one seems to be young in either appearance or behavior, he’s not unlikely to snatch them up and spirit them away to his chambers for a week of grief-fueled doting. If one outright looks similar to the dragon prince, expect him to treat them as a reincarnation or descendant. (Mei, Ao Lie)

Ao Lie tries to step up and take care of those around him, but tends to stumble and fail along the way as his mind deteriorates. There’s some bass understanding of the world (eg: fire burns, raw meat sickens, clothes keep you warmth) but a lot of the finer details are lost on him. Still, he just wants to help! If his target/targets outright reject this behavior/try to run, Lie will assume draconic form and wrap them all up in his massive green coils. (Mei, Sun Wukong, Tang Sanzang, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing)

If anyone is “losing it” mentally, Xiangliu probably shows it the clearest. There are moments of blatant hysteria as he screams about “monsters” and “chaos” and “caves”, pounding cracks into the tiles beneath his feet and etching his feelings across the walls of any residence- and then he’s horribly silent and withdrawn, each little snake on his head leering and limp. It’s hard to tell what he actually wants, given that he’ll never communicate outside of hysterical shrieking and wanton destruction. (Sun Wukong)

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Macaque’s most blatant changes are internal, the Viridescence stripping his inner inhibitions away- unlike Red Son below, this doesn’t manifest in tears or desperate pleas for love, but a wide spur of self-injurious behavior that displays itself in many forms- often trending towards stereotypies such as overeating, scratching away skin, and picking out clumps of hair. For “his own good”, Macaque tends to be the victim of other demons during the moon’s rising.

Twice a year Red Son makes himself a promise- “This time I won’t break,” he says to himself, working through a dozen new techniques and tactics to try and prevent himself from cracking and falling apart in a messy puddle of tears… all of which fail in a tidy little row, leaving poor Red Boy to weep into the lap of whoever his mother has kidnapped to tend to him… he’s actually mostly in his right mind, just incapable of biting back his tongue or tears, allowing potential romance to bloom as the verdant moon rises. (MK, Mei)

As for Mei, she’s… well, an entirely different person in Primal Moon. She’s spent so very long being taught to constantly repress herself in order to keep others from harm and agony, which the poor girl always has on her mind, no matter the day or circumstance. She’s quieter, clumsier, lonelier. She speeds on busy roads, plays with lighters, trauma-dumps to her followers… deep down, Mei believes that her inevitable fate is to be a monster. At some point this belief leads her true nature to unlock under the power of the Viridescence, causing Mei to transform into a dragon and start hoarding “treasure”… often in the form of her dearest friends/romantic interests. (MK, Red Son)

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Like I’ve gone over before, MK grows extremely unstable after spending years perfectly suppressing his demonic heritage- like a spring wound too tight, he just snaps. He’s one of the few that grows legitimately violent with any “darling” he might have, forcing them to become troop-mates. He willingly falls under the command of Sun Wukong, who has become equally delusional. It’s not impossible for them to build a “troop” made entirely out of kidnapped friends and family. (Mei, Red Son, Macaque)

Though the Demon Bull King’s behavior towards his wife alone would put him halfway in the “looking for a mate” category, his behavior towards everyone else (minus Red Son) is extremely violent to the point of essentially returning to his former warlord days- and unlike many others on this list, doesn’t even bother to fight his desires. He’s just... letting go. And everyone else is left to suffer for it. The only way he ends up with a new “family member” is if he either talks Iron Fan into a new child, or she kidnaps a mortal herself to take care of Red Son.

Sha Wujing just... regresses. Back to his bone pit, to constant fighting, to streams of blood flooding his lonely river. Back to before the monk and his dear brothers. Everything just... smears to a splash of bright red and he settles for grinding anything he finds “upsetting”. Most of this is born of blind fear and repressed sorrow, so Wukong (if he’s holding himself together) is usually sent to bear Wujing’s mighty swings one after the the other as he moves in for a hug. Once the big blue giant has cooled off and come to his senses, he’s utterly overwhelmed with guilt at the sight of all Wukong’s bruises and cuts, and spends the next week taking care of him like a little brother.

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As a goddess from time immemorial, Nüwa is… a little “out of touch“ when it comes to interacting with mortals. You can’t spend a handful of forevers hiding away and come out of it with stunning social skills, after all. She’s not exactly skillfully soft, but doesn’t see the need to be horribly cruel or vicious with. When the lunar haze from above softens her inhibitions, Nüwa turns to undermining the agency of her ward, subtly working to convince them that she- and she alone- can tend to their needs. (MK)

In his current state, Sandy really is the most “harmless” a yandere can be, settling for only the very occasional drugging to keep you complacent and docile while the musclebound monster man pampers you through the settling haze. The only thing changed by the Primal Moon’s impact is that Sandy becomes much more willing to verbally strike down the notion of independence by guilt-tripping you into staying “to keep him calm” as he wraps your smaller form in thick fleece blankets and pours another cup of tea with a strange layer of film on the top. (Pigsy)

Goliath doesn’t mind the viridescence too much, all things considered- more than ever during the event so people want to fight, so he’s never too busy “thinking” or “planning”- he’ll just pummel down any threat to his Queen and drag the body off to be converted into a fellow spider demon. The only real difference is that he’s not afraid to drag you out to bear witness to the growing violence and danger bred under the verdant lunar light, and then force you to patch his wounds as a show of the “affection” he expects you to have.

Already something of a troublemaker, Zhu Bajie mostly remains his old self during the semi-annual event, knowing which cards to play to get the Great Monk to do as he pleases, often to either his own or Sun Wukong’s detriment. Now he’ll direct that worsening (and at times downright malicious) manipulative behavior to you, trying to second-handedly browbeat you into submission. It’s not even that Bajie understands why- the moon just fucks his brain up so bad that he doesn’t bother pushing back against the notion that you should suffer for his own amusement.

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Throughout many centuries, Yellowtusk has trained long and hard to repress the worst of his instincts, to utterly astounding success. When not working with his sworn brothers, the pachyderm demon is traveling about to aid little mortals in need, though his brain is just fogged enough to disregard basic autonomy and personal boundaries. The big guy ends up pretty “hands-on” as a result, often holding and moving about mortals like dolls.

Given that he was an actual human to start with, Syntax works the opposite of MK- he’s not just “not repressing” the moon, it simply has no impact on him. Then upon his baleful transformation, Syntax just… isn’t all that different. You can change a body, but not the soul beneath it. He’s still a person, deep down.

Mr. and Mrs. Dragon have put themselves under the same rigorous training that they ensured Mei underwent, leaving them mostly untouched by any form of enthralling bestial behavior, both rather rational and composed. Still, they aren’t exactly above snatching up maybe a new worker -cook or maid or cleaner- from a lower class to “dote on” through the week- and if that individual is young enough they may well pursue adoption when the haze lifts.

[fatedefyd]

   nezha !!

   ❝ while i appreciate the compliment, ❞  She starts with a sigh, hands on her hips and Jade Rabbit looking less than pleased with the path the conversation seems to be taking. ❝ i don’t appreciate getting bonked on the noggin by a mysterious, super important ring. ❞

         Alright, so she wasn’t hit on the head by that mysterious ring, but that’s not the point here !  The point is, either Nezha forgot that Chang’e lived on the moon, or he simply felt too prideful to ask for her help if the prince did recall her reluctant residence up there.

         She’s not mad at him, though ; the goddess had also had her moments when she felt she couldn’t  --  or shouldn’t  --  request assistance, even when there were options to make the task much easier.  So, the celestial chef cuts the guy some slack.  From what Wukong had told her, the first ordeal with those rings was considered a suicide mission. When the rings were being reunited, there were even more risks the second time around than the first. Long-haired one deflates a little, giving him a look akin to one gives a naughty toddler.

❝ i wouldn't have minded a visit from you, either way. ❞

Heaven knows she didn't have many allies once she left the over-glorified utopia.

"you know you could've just... asked if i could watch over your ring, right?" throws chang'e at nez bc i refuse to not think about that scenario / @fatedefyd

▬▬▬☆ If there was a conversation that Ne Zha never expected to be having, it was this one. It didn't feel like it mattered anymore, now that the Samadhi Fire had been reforged && somehow all of them had survived the ordeal. Even so, he stood before Chang'e now, a semi confused look on his face. Perhaps the thought never occurred to him to ask for help.

                              ❝ That particular ring of Samadhi was my solemn duty. I take that seriously. The less who knew about these rings, the better off it was going to be. Of course, Wukong should have been accounted for. Irresponsible, as always. Not that it really matters anymore. It's nice to see that I did in fact make the correct choice in my placement && for that, I thank you. ❞

[fatedefyd]

you know, it's extremely funny how convenient it was that the purity machine ' broke ' when she showed up.

[im-not-great-with-names]

Did these little sketches at school (so all I had was my memory tbh) anyway, little snippets from this marvelous fic called God of Shadows by the amazing @ladygreenfrisbee

Again i was just basing off of my memory of how the characters looked plus how they’d look based on the fic

Please don’t come after me qwq

And have this WIP of the scene where I screamed

You’ll know what I mean when you read it, the fic is so compelling I tell you!!!!

(Personally think the Shadows like to dress up and theres mostly Chang’e’s clothes to emulate)

[smilesatdawnmain]

Eternal LMK Au (Part 12) Interactive Story

A Tie!?! How is this possible?? 🤣 well!! I can work with this~

The rules are simple.: I will give the written passage, and then at the bottom there will be a vote on how the characters act next!

Story; Eternal Au

Ship; ShadowPeach

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“I- I’m not sure who,” Macaque admits quietly, hugging himself in somber admission. “I hardly understand any of this myself. Usually only those from the Diyu would understand the complexities.” He rubbed his arms, slowly untangling them to grasp the string around his waist. He wrapped it’s golden strands around his fingers, feeling warmth seep through his hand. Wukong watched, feeling a sense of jealousy that he too could not grasp something so pure-

Their bond in physical form.

“I think about my Sister in times like this,” Macaque says thoughtfully, drawing a scowl from Wukong. “I also think of Chang’e.” He looked upward, where the moon slowly lifted as the sun fell.

“Chang’e?” Wukong didn’t understand how she would be useful.

“She’s been around a long time. Viewing the world and all the strange things that go on. And Gongzhu was apart of the Celestial court once- she would have valuable information.”

Wukong clicked his teeth, “I guess.” he settled his hands on his hips, kicking his foot lightly. “You really think either can help?”

“I dunno.” Macaque shrugged dully. Maybe there was no helping him. He would stay like this forever…

Wukong stepped closer. If he could touch Mihou he would have lifted his chin, but resigned instead to simply come chest to chest. “We’ll ask both.”

Macaque’s ears flickered, “Both?”

“We’ll ask whoever we need to,” The King nodded. “We’re figuring this out.” His gaze softened, his hand linger to touch Macaque, barely grazing his fingers to the soft locks of his fur, unable to feel it’s velvet touch, “I promise.”

Macaque’s empty chest fluttered, wishing he could kiss this fool of a man. The worst poison to his heart, as well as its greatest salvation. “You shouldn’t make promises you can’t keep,” he says, lower lip trembling.

“I’m keeping this one.”

Macaque turned his head to mask the bubbling pain- and the stabbing bitter hope. He could only nod. Time would tell, he supposed.

Wukong retracted his hand, then paused, “So uh… how do we get them together anyway? I don’t think they’ll listen to me.”

Macaque grimaced, “That’s true.” He rubbed his chin. For a moment, he looked back down the mountain. “Have you-“ he says in curious thought, then worries. Quietly he asked, “Have you gotten rid of any of my stuff?”

Wukong looked affronted, “What?? No! Why would I?”

Macaque shrugged weakly, “Didn’t think you needed it anymore with me… you know…”

Wukong’s expression grew pained Macaque had looked so small when he said that. Near broke his heart. “…If I could hug you right now.” He whispered, startling the Moon Monkey. He shakes his head, “No, I didn’t get rid of it. Any of it.” He rubbed his neck, “I’ve been hoarding it, actually. Can’t really-“ he sighs, “can’t really sleep if I can’t smell you near, so-“ he gestured awkwardly with his hands, “I have it all.”

“Oh.”

Not the most eloquent responses, but Macaque didn’t know what else to say. He had been so insistent on following Wukong around and demanding his attention he hadn’t noticed the state of Wukong’s living arrangements.

Caressing the golden string, he tilted his head, “…I wish you could hug me too.” He exhaled. When Wukong’s expression undid him, he trembled, “M- My stuff-“ he needed to stay focused. “Before everything, I had a letter somewhere. Written to both Chang’s and Gongzhu for a meet up on the moon. For a tea meet up. It had been a while so I was setting one up.” All before things went horribly wrong. “We can send that to Gongzhu, and that will take care of the rest.”

Wukong swallowed hard, “But she knows that you are-“

“I figured she did.” Macaque cut him off, “It is in my handwriting however. Her curiosity will drive her to investigate and ask Chang’e herself. Whether to confirm, or track down whoever dares impersonate a dead man.”

Wukong considered that, “Okay..” he nodded. Sneak in and drop off a letter- he could do that. He plucked a strand of hair from his head, blowing on it to summon a clone. Giving it the order to find Mihou’s letter, with care, he sent it off, “He’ll deliver it.”

“You aren’t going to?”

“I would be dragging you around everywhere right?” Wukong didn’t want that. “Plus I…” he hesitated. Was it selfish that he just wanted Mihou to himself for a bit longer. Wanted to focus solely on him and no other task for a while? “We should plan what we are going to say.” He says instead.

“Oh… right,” Macaque realized. “We should. They won’t be able to see me, so you’ll have to do all the talking.”

They both paled at the thought.

“I… it’ll be fine,” Wukong laughed sheepishly “the big thing is just getting ourselves to the moon.”

Macaque normally could use his shadows to make the journey. Wukong however-

“I could try to fly, on my cloud.” He says. Being immortal he didn’t exactly need air. Macaque could fathom the idea of it. It was a foolish suggestion- but one that just might work considering Wukong. “Or I could try to find something in my treasure trove.” Wukong grinned, gesturing back down the mountain. “Found a lot of cool stuff while I was away.”

Cool and unknown things, Macaque was certain.

Both sounded like gambles without his powers, but with no body of his own, he was limited in options.

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