Cobble

Nobody quite knows what Cobble is, nor where he came from; simply a mysterious, 'globster'-like creature living deep in the swamps, Cobble is a gentle natured, peaceful being that communicates only in low growls, grunts, gurgles and occassional alligator-esque bellows and for all intentse and purposes is simply a big, lazy puppy! His sedentary lifestyle has lead him to take on a somewhat deceased and decayed look, with great masses of greenery tangled in his pondweed-like hair, but rest assured he is very alive! And perhaps, not exactly quite what he looks to be at first glance...... because oh my, whats that? Cobble is a MIGNYAN!!

The host to a crab that once held the prestige of being a high ranking invasion force, living a life of great responsibility and command, who now has decided to live as his host always has; resting, relaxing and chilling in the swamp. All that responsibility gets to weight quite heavy don't you know, and he thinks he was rather due a vacation! So..... why not put his past aside and give in to being just a big weird swamp dog for a while? Nobody has to know, and he sweeeeears he'll pick up where he left off when the invasion starts to ramp up! He's...not in any rush though, in fact he rather hopes the rest of the invasion effort takes its time, he's got it quite cushy in his new life.....

Cobble's crab was a high ranking and well respected individual who took part in a large push for the invasion attempt, his life was one of strategy and tactics and constantly giving out orders and planning and planning and.....so, so much planning. He worked hard for the mother crab, helping to organise invasion parties to send out, and he was proud of the work he did! Only.... So much responsibility for so long, it'd begun to wear him down; not that he'd ever admit that, no no no of course not! Couldn't have anyone thinking he'd gone soft or lost his edge! But when time came for him to crash land and seek a host he was already a tired, tired crab... What he wouldn't give for some vacation time! Though, that's usually not a high priority in an invasion effort...

Nobody really knows where the monster in the swamp came from, nor what it was; just a mysterious, hulking shape seen walking into the water and floating along like some sort of huge alligator; always lying there, a flowing mass of plant life on its back almost making it look completely innocuous save for that huge, reptillian head! All anyone knows is that one day the swamp was monster-less, and the next it had a resident beast. A huge, lumbering, slow and quiet thing that seemed content to just spend its days either sleeping or drifting peacefully in the murky water; until one day, after a meteorite shower, its behaviour began to change and it got.....bolder...

A crabs goal is, most often, to find someone of influence to infect, a politician perhaps or billionare philanthropist; a being of power that will aid in granting the mignyan some sway that could push the invasion efforts forward! When Cobble's crab crashed down into the swamp during a meteor shower he found himself in an area very lacking in beings of any kind, never mind high ranking sorts; it seemed as if most living things had abandoned the area, leaving it eerily quiet... What had scared them off? The meteor shower? Or something else... He soon got his answer as a shape loomed up out of the mist and fog, something enormous with sharp fangs and a menacing look; clearly the apex being of this eco system! Everything must've fled from whatever this monstrous beast was!! And so Cobble's crab decided this was to be the one, for surely such a magnificent beast had to hold some influence? He flung himself upon it, infecting it as the beast thrashed and bellowed..... and when Cobble straightened up and stood after succesfully incorporating himself in his host, he discovered the truth of what he had taken on.... A simple, peaceful beast, far less aggressive or dangerous than first appearances had seemed! And, as he explored his new habitat and his new form he realised this was not a being with any influence or sway; this form was seen as an animal by the beings occupying this land, a creature of no intellegence! Simply something to be avoided lest they'd like to risk getting nipped by a fang; not that it seemed this creature had any intention of ever doing that, for now Cobble took his place in that body he found himself aware of it's wants and instincts, and he wanted.....to sleep! Napping and dozing, waking only to find something to munch, that was the life of this beast! Not fighting or biting or tearing limb from limb; it wasn't even the beast that'd scared the resident animals away but indeed the meteorite shower, Cobble soon found that if he rested in the swamps water and waited long enough birds would land upon his back and peck bugs out of his hair quite peacefully! And the more time he spent in his host, the more Cobble realised this...wasn't half bad. He'd wanted a vacation for so long, giving in to the natural beast instincts running through this body seemed like a pretty damn good one! Maybe he could let his past go for a little bit, and become just that big, mysterious swamp monster minding his own business....

The more time Cobble spent in his little 'vacation', the more he realised he didn't want to go back to his old life; he LIKED having nobody to ask him for direction or orders, he LIKED not having to organise or plan things! Invasion is so much hard work, and being a big, lazy swamp monster is so much more relaxing! And the longer he spent in this life the more natural it began to feel to him; what had once felt like putting on the pretence of a big, lumbering creature was now starting to feel more like him than trying to be a smart, high ranking crab did! He felt...right. He felt comfortable! And soon he found himself wondering if this could perhaps be more than just a small vacation.... Nobody had to know, as far as other pro-invasion mignyans would know he was just lying low, running a covert surveillance on the land around him to report any findings to mothercrab! They never had to know that he was quite happy spending his days in the swamp, living life as a beastie! He did however start to explore a little more than his host had pre-crab; venturing out of the swamp and into nearby populated areas- a hot stop to find a new, more influential host for sure, but Cobble had little interest in that now. What he WAS interested in was the food trucks up and down the streets he could stick his snout into and snaffle food, and the garbage cans and skips he could ALSO snaffle food from- or, trash he thought tasted good anyway. Which was most forms of trash.

While Cobble is of course cognisant and aware of his past he pays it very little mind nowadays, except when meeting new mignyans and having the momentary thought of 'oh please don't recognise what crab i am, please please please', he lives his life in peace and tranquility in the swamp and is enjoying his life immensely! Most local sentient beings regard him either as a curiosity to be observed from a distance, a menace who keeps stealing food from them and needs shooing out of their establishments, or a frightening beast that lurks the swamp; but Cobble has made a few friends! He has been fortunate enough to encounter other mignyans who appreciate his company, and he appreciates there's too! He is still an undoubtedly smart mignyan, but between his enjoyement of just being a big swamp dog and the fact he cannot produce complex language with his vocal chords it's unlikely he'll be giving orders any time soon; and that suits him juuuust fine.....