#clayask

[poluticus]

🌱🍀🍁- Hearth

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🌱What is their most vivid memory from childhood?

I recall the flame. It wreathed, it sung, it beckoned. My voice joined in; with the land, it became unison. Flames crackled in C, then flew to F. Up upon the stage, all fear was cleft. My vision flickered crimson, orange, gold. HER decree deigned we would not grow old. HER flame still burns, strong then as is today. My link to my flesh, even as memories burn away.

🍀 Do they believe in luck? Are they lucky?

Would a caterpillar call it luck to survive their metamorphose? Would that same caterpillar call it misfortune to die? I suppose. We are strands on the tapestry of fate; too close to see the picture in full. But each thread adds its own weight. This is felt through luck's pull. My strand has spanned the distance of the world. Indeed, fate has looked kindly on this purl.

🍁What is their favourite season? Why?

Spring is the waking from a dream Summer is our toil made manifest Autumn is twilight's farewell and greets Winter's much needed rest All four ought to be treasured for a land's rightful balance. But if I must choose, Summer heightens my talents.

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Ask game time!!! inspired by the very awesome @ohkorekiyo! ask one of these questions (or anything else honestly)! open to everyone!

other good questions include stuff about my fandoms, kins, art, hobbies, or really anything(I’m pretty much an open book!).

also thanks to everyone for ur support so far. Drink water dudes

-clay :3

[poluticus]

Sorry one last question :) 🕷️ - Panelis

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🕷️ What is their biggest fear? Do they have any irrational / mundane fears?

[They just got up from their chair, but sags back in upon getting the next question] ...It's less a 'fear' in the more traditional sense, and more of an inevitability. But I know that all is brought to being just to vanish, in some way, at some point in time. Maybe something is brought to life for just a moment. Maybe it experiences centuries, millennia, even more of existence. But either way, it will vanish, crumble, turn to dust, and be forgotten. The fear isn't that all will be forgotten, but that there's a certain amount of soul those involved put into a person, a thing, whatever it was that was created. And then it's just... gone. All that care, the sacrifice and toil of mind and soul, just to end up with less than you started with. It's the loss of that self put in that I fear, rather than the end product of said loss. [They look to the side, brushing a lock of hair behind their ear.] I don't know if that makes any sense. I've never verbalized this before.

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🪤🔪🔫 - Panelis

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🪤 What will always lure them into certain danger? A loved one in danger? A promise of something they are always searching for?

[They shrug, clearly dispassionate despite the gravity the question implies] I go into danger if asked. That's the only pre-requisite, really. [Their languid recline quietly freezes, if only for a moment, as they contemplate if there were something that would trump the weight a demand would place upon their shoulders, but they shake their head and shove the thought out of their head before they dwell on it too long.]

🔪 How do they react to injury / misfortune befalling their loved ones (significant other, family, friends)? Do they put themselves at blame?

[The question right after they were thrown slightly off kilter freezes them up. Their mouth hangs open, willing words forth that don't come. A cocktail of vulnerable self loathing fighting against dissociative apathy clash in their eyes, before they sigh and lean their head back to the sky. Their hand pushes back against their forehead, threading through their hair and applying pressure to the source of the disconnect. They are present. They are here.] I... I guess it depends, but as a general rule of thumb, I prioritize damage control regardless of who the misfortune befell. If they're still around to lament whatever happened, then I try to be present but also give them the space to process the incident. As for blame... I guess I both do and don't blame myself. I do in the sense that tragedies are so often domino effects propelled by many players, and if something fell I certainly had a part to play. Yet at the same time, disaster is inevitable and that fact doesn't go away just because I'm present. If anything, it's probably the opposite; I seem to invite misfortune in the world around me. Maybe the wild magic's been quieter these days because it's been infecting my karma instead. ...Is karma real? I don't know. [A rush of air cascades from their lungs as they lock eyes with you] I'm assuming your next question is along this vein.

🔫 Do they trust people easily? How easily will they turn their back to someone? Have they been backstabbed before? Will they betray someone if given an ultimatum?

Right. Okay. [They sigh.] No. I don't trust people. People are out for their own interests, and the moment they think you, or I, or anyone else will serve to get in their way, they will discard and stamp out that force. Trust, just like anything else, is a currency, and the average person is all too willing to cash that in for some other benefit that affects their immediate life. I think the only exception I've seen to this in the Agency is Ogun. That man is so selfless it's genuinely staggering. I don't get why he does it, but I respect his drive. I make my objectives very clear and obvious to my fellows: I am here to achieve the benchmark set by the company that paid for my time. If they act in such a way that is irrelevant or detrimental to that cause, I don't consider leaving them behind a betrayal, even though they might try to say otherwise. That said, I will prioritize saving lives over completing a task efficiently, and I care more about saving the lives of my allies than the lives of strangers. Backstabbed... [They chuckle, mirthlessly] How's that monkey's paw theft for a backstab? Ace is wise to not come on any further missions. He is a danger to the sanctity of the mission and I wouldn't hesitate to put him down if the situation called for it. If we're talking about what it'd take for me to take an action that would be perceived as a perceived backstab, then it wouldn't take me much at all; my coworkers only deal in their own interests, broadly speaking, and I'm not here for their interests. I'm here for the Agency's. I wouldn't be surprised if anyone perceived my abstinence in the Bolique mansion as a betrayal. But if you're asking what it would take for me to betray something that has my loyalty... [they fold their arms] My word is my bond. The only thing that can separate my allegiance is a betrayal of my own trust, or a bond of stronger weight demanding my loyalty's severance. I would tell the affected party immediately, stronger bond willing, but... yeah. I think that's the only thing that could actually make me turn my back against something I've pledged myself to.

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☁️❇️☀️ - Cammy

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☁️a soft headcanon

Hi, mister! Thank you for asking! A nice fact about me... [she hums in thought] Well, I guess what I do with the shinies people give me is pretty nice! There's these circle things people give each other in exchange for services in the towns nearby - I think it's some kind of internal barter system? I haven't really bothered to figure it out. Anyway, what I do is I take them and I turn them into wind chimes around my little tree house! I try to harmonize them with the tune of the birds nearby and it sounds really really pretty!

❇️What is their most prized possession? What do they value?

[They gnaw at the inner part of their cheek] I... hm, I don't know! I haven't given this much thought. Objects are transient by nature, in my opinion; holding onto things is a bit tough when your best friends are bears and wolves. But if I go out, I never leave without my seed pouch. It's my way of communicating with the earth in a way that my words couldn't. [She takes out a small seed and hums a soft tune; green light flashes in her hand before she opens it, revealing a sunflower] A lot of birds like these seeds, for example, but they're also a good snack! You can have some too, if you want. [She holds her hands up for you to partake in the bounty of the sunflower's harvest, though actually eating them might be ill advised as dirt stains her hands. It'd probably be wise to wash them off first, at the least] As for value.. I value harmony, I suppose! Nature and civilization alike are where they are because they work together and find something greater than if they went to try creating their stake alone. I'll treasure anything shiny you give me, too. It's not very common something like that will show up in the grove.

☀️Are they a morning person? What is the first thing they do in the morning?

Yup yup! I'm usually up when the sky's still dark and the birds start singing! They're hungry, and I like to have my seed ready in time to swing around and feed all the little birdies! There's a few who can't leave their nests, so it's important to make sure they're being taken care of! When I wake up, the very first thing I do is stretch. I then rinse myself off in the spring under the waterfall, and I have something to eat! It's usually some kind of warm tea and soup. And then, it's off to help the animals! I go around to help the nocturnal critters first, then the birds, then it kind of just ends up being who gets my attention first after that. Once the sky's rid of any hint of the dawn, I'm usually past the hardest part of the day. It's also the best part of the day, if you ask me!