the season passes and the fruit falls from the trees, plum and right. it swells in the sun, its skin shiny and red.
but all it takes is the softest touch and it bursts: rotten, inside.
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Personality
Nothing is ever good enough for Ripe-to-Rot, and likely nothing ever will be. He is a buck obsessed with getting the best of everythinhg -- the absolute best -- which is of course impossible on a day to day basis. If it's not top tier he won't eat it; if it's not clean, he won't touch it; if it's not pretty he won't give it the time of day. His tone is condescending and holier-than-thou, as if every other kin is simply too stupid to demand what they want and get what they deserve. Or maybe they're just undeserving.
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Pets and Familiars
None.