https://toyhou.se/6272193.bones Ok, so this is Bones... *spooky scary skeletons blasts at full volume* He's the result of the Spirits' failed experiment to create a Spirit from scratch, so...er, he was turned into like, a newborn child and yeeted into the Praecantatian desert, where he was raised by the Tribe of Shadowed Canyons (er, it's not a new thing...but I don't want to explain the Praecantatian Desert right now), and was kinda kept secret because of his weird mentality and er, pupils (He can't see in the dark because of his weird pupils lol). He was chosen to become the Tribe's leader, but he was still kept secret - Bones is a right madlad and has even less of an attention span than a goldfish, but he still manages to be an efficient leader lol. His friend Knox became the public face of the Tribe, and pretended to be the leader so the other Tribes wouldn't find out about Bones. And he collects bones. Small prose incoming! :0 The child opened his eyes for the first (first? That seemed wrong...were there other sights trapped behind his eyelids? Something lay just outside his vision that he couldn't quite grasp) time onto a lifeless plateau. He could only make out crude shapes rising out of the ground, made purely of shadow, reaching out to him. The empty sky watched him with a milky white eye, daring him to make a move, like it thought he had that ability, or once had. As the dry mountain breeze slithered past his face, a concept tickled at the back of his brain. An idea, a feeling of safety, tugged at his heart, demanding its existence. An emotion every child should feel, an emotion he should feel. An emotion he didn't. This emotion formed a word in his head, shocked his tongue into motion. "Parents?" He asked. The desert didn't answer. I haven't prosed in a while lol ow Bones is just a right madlad lol Project Type: REF Sheet (and prose :0) Art: Me Art program used: FireAlpaca OC: Bones (design by @LadyScientist), owned by me
