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Spot, once a faithful watchdog of the skullship, now just a simple gardener on a distant planet. Don't get it twisted, however, he would very much like to assure you that he is not interested in all that nonsensical 'good-guy' stuff. Yuck. Being zapped, blasted, punched, thrown--- Well, you get the drill when you're on Lord Hater's side. That stuff just gets tiring, he's not cut out for henchmen work.
He's still very evi- ba-....erm. Spot is very not good, he'd like to promise that. It's just that he's become more of a pest than a genuine threat. ...Don't tell Spot that, though, you'd break his little empty-headed heart.
Spot likes to think he forcefully stuck a claim in the planet he resides on, however...It was more just an acceptance of the little watchdog roaming about the planet, digging up various plants and claiming them for his own. Don't---don't judge his gardening. It's evil work really, see? He has very poisonous plants! It's very not good.
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- Spot like all watchdogs is incredibly short. Considering the planet he's on, it's probably why it's so easy for residents to just ignore his..."evil" shenanigans since they're all much taller than him.
- Though he's no longer apart of the skullship, he didn't really want to give up his helm. Some memories you don't want to let go of, you know? ...No, he's not a sap! shhh (yes he is.)
- He tries to act like the broken point on his helm was from a great battle way back when. In reality, it was from tripping down a bunch of stairs. Just pretend you don't notice the break, it'll save you the trouble of him defending himself.
- Teams up often with Lady Eclair, though he's not sure about being a permanent part of her ship's team.
