Do you feel them beneath your feet? |
Those soft waves will always lap at these old familiar sandy shores. Two great rivers flow into your gulf, and have done so for many many generations of beetles. But something has broken the peace- it shatters the sky in a terrible cacophany and light in blazes of fire, as if it tries to outshine the very sun itself. Have you been damned? You've never seen the dunes in their former state, but you hear tales. You hear the souls of the millions of beetles before you, and they tell you of a glorious land that was for them. So you mourn, you mourn for the loss of Boca Chica. In your grief comes a great love and rage for your home and its denizens. |
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General Notes
On the surface, Chica is a very intense little creature. Wouldn't you feel enraged if you were to inherit a chaotic world that was in the midst of a great and terrible event, and everything you do is dwarfed by a daunting sense of doom?
Chica, at one point, was a little beetle: a Boca Chica flea beetle, Chaetocnema rileyi. Her kin and her marsh fimbry were crushed by chunks of metal after witnessing a rocket explode above her beach. Lost, she hopped along the sand dunes until a particularly large wave swept her away into the Gulf of Mexico's turbid waters. Somehow, her plight caught the attention of Makoa, who transformed her into the creature we know today.
She began her ghost-hood with great innocence, finding solace in Makoa's presence- but even Makoa can't change the law of averages, and Chica began to resent her creator at his apathy for the realm he claimed as his own. Kowabunga my ass! There's things to do, you oaf! You par-tay in the face of suffering!
You may use Chica in your interactions along the Gulf of Mexico or along the Rio Grande delta. Despite her livid nature, Chica cares deeply for anything that struggles. Unless you're Makoa or exploding machines over her home, she'll greet you like a friend.
Chica, at one point, was a little beetle: a Boca Chica flea beetle, Chaetocnema rileyi. Her kin and her marsh fimbry were crushed by chunks of metal after witnessing a rocket explode above her beach. Lost, she hopped along the sand dunes until a particularly large wave swept her away into the Gulf of Mexico's turbid waters. Somehow, her plight caught the attention of Makoa, who transformed her into the creature we know today.
She began her ghost-hood with great innocence, finding solace in Makoa's presence- but even Makoa can't change the law of averages, and Chica began to resent her creator at his apathy for the realm he claimed as his own. Kowabunga my ass! There's things to do, you oaf! You par-tay in the face of suffering!
You may use Chica in your interactions along the Gulf of Mexico or along the Rio Grande delta. Despite her livid nature, Chica cares deeply for anything that struggles. Unless you're Makoa or exploding machines over her home, she'll greet you like a friend.
BADGES
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REWARDS
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