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⧳ BODY As an imperfect Construct his physical self is out of sorts to put it lightly. His flesh, organs and blood hold curious qualities when ᴘᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ and ᴀɢɪᴛᴀᴛᴇᴅ, ranging from regenerating, to overflowing, to transmogrifying in bizarre ways when divided too many times. His flesh and blood react splendidly to magic ᴡʜᴇɴ sᴇᴘᴀʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ ʜɪs ʙᴏᴅʏ. His blood can be used to bolster alchemical mixtures, his organs can revitalize lesser homonculi, and so on. Left alone however he is ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟʟʏ ɪɴᴇʀᴛ and cannot manipulate his outsides or insides to do anything at all which renders him utterly useless unless when used by another. |
⧳ MIND Falling asleep throws his ᴇssᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏғ ʙᴇɪɴɢ into a bizarre dreamscape where he quietly tries to piece together whatever experiences he had while awake. He can draw others into this realm though the method behind it remains unclear to himself and often to the parties involved. The setting is often something mundane like a stuffy kitchen or a weedy paddock but its dimensions and properties do as they please. Whatever happens there does not seem to affect his guests ᴘʜsʏɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ at least. | ................. |
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