#rogueknifehead

Toaster glances down, peering at the Kaijin’s hand for a moment.

The reptilian ancient opened one of their eyes, resting their palms on their knees as they sat crosslegged. “Now that... is a question with two answers.” They remarked with a small smile.

“The first is that I’ve gathered a family of my own around me. Toaster, Kaiser, Operator... though each has their quirks and I may not necessarily agree with all they do, I consider each of them as close as family. I like to think the feeling is mutual.”

Their expression turned wistful for a moment. “The second... is that they are in my own realm. Family can be a little different than your kind. Our ‘community’ as you would call it is far more invested in the raising of young. I technically have around ten or so of my kind I would consider my parents and more that I would consider siblings. The three who birthed me though are...” They paused, then looked at her before giving a nervous laugh. “Polyamory is more common among my people and due to the... circumstances of my conception I technically have two ‘Fathers’.” They explained delicately before continuing. “They are the best parents I could have asked for. Even if they don’t necessarily understand my choice of company, they have always supported me in my choices. Though when I was young they were maybe a little overprotective, seeing as I was something of a runt. Yes, believe it or not I am small for my kind.”

“On Aleph? Well that’s easy. I couldn’t move the fucking ship and I couldn’t easily get fuel for it, then I cannibalised a load of the engine parts to make the breach gate work. Plus y’know, the sunsets were pretty and I could look at the stars at night.” 

The Cyborg yawned drowsily, having managed to actually sleep reasonably well all things considered. He rolled over grinning at the equally dozy dragon beside him.

For Kaijin Cal:

Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Would they date them: yes | no | I already am you nerdFavorite thing about them: “Your sense of humour, the fact you put up with me, your bioluminescence and your amazing Kaijin ass.”Least favorite thing about them: “Sometimes the knifey bit on your head pokes me when I’m trying to put the smooch on you. You can’t really help that though and it’s okay.”

For Ember

Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

Would they date them: yes | no | As if I’d miss an opportunity like that, like damn.

Favorite thing about them: “The fact you’re chill about me being a slightly murderous shithead, the fact you’re taller than me, that fact you give me shit, and those thighs and that ass are to die for.

Admittedly, the Shatterdome wasn’t exactly the sort of place Operator would normally hang around. It was loud and kinda smelt weird and was rather grimy in places. It was more Toaster’s cup of tea. However Operator found themselves curious. Just what did he find so appealing about the place.

So with a carton of the highly acclaimed chocolate milk in hand, it wandered through the corridors, obtaining strange looks from the staff, who while used to seeing a Cyborg resembling a tiny Jaeger wandering the halls, weren’t used to something quite this... curvy.

Operator shrugged off their confused looks with teasing waves, blown kisses, and finger guns, that quickly made them turn to hide their embarrassed looks.

However someone caught their eye... well optical array. If he wasn’t mistaken that was one of Toaster’s friends... perhaps it was time for an introduction. Sashaying their way over they made their presence known, leaning playfully against the doorframe and quirking one ear-fin.