Gator

Gator, the 4th entity of 13 found in the realm of Razor.

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In the hierarchy, he came fourth, the third-in-command underneath Razor, Hearto and Ace.

Gator, as a razorblade, was a ruthless leader. He'd always make rash decisions out of his own ignorance and arrogance. His questionable methods of ruling entertained Razor, so he allowed it. This approval from Razor was something Gator took pride in, so he kept it up.

Gator advocated for harsher treatments under the impression it was the right thing to do. Hearto wouldn't, so someone had to.

Eventually, Gator would be put on blast for his actions by the lower razors. Coral, Green and Moss to name a few. Tension grew between themselves and the leaders, thick enough to be suffocating.

Gator didn't take it too seriously. If anything, he only expected a quick slap on the wrist. Hearto and Ace wouldn't hurt him, but Razor? Razor eventually had enough, and he was given a taste of what he'd brought apon the others.

His appearance as a razor and mind were forever altered after that.

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In the alternative verison of their lore, Roadtrip:

Gator is transformed into a tootsie roll by Moss.

A small piece of candy often forgotten about or discarded. It's simply to mock how prideful Gator saw themselves when he really wasn't anything at all. He was the weakest of the leaders, irrelevant.

Now as a candy, Gator tries to lighten up the mood when things get heavy for the crew. He likes to be goofy guy.

His name is short for gatorade, not alligator. He'd chug gatorade for days if he could, he probably has. (Gator's taken a liking to the creature though!)

Gator's always been a little unserious, but he truly cares for his friends, not just seeing Hearto or Ace as just coworkers.

He never stops regretting his past actions, he knows his way of thinking hurt the people he cared about. He allowed Chains to be used by Razor, and it's hard to forgive themselves for that. He's done his best to change nowadays, he's trying to be a good person.

Moss and Lichen will inevitably find them, and Gator wonders if he's able to hold them down long enough for the others to escape, even if that costs him his life.

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Gator's got a slight unhinged look to him, being more hyper active then the others. He's the type to randomly pick people up and swing them around.

They'll blast music even if it's pretty early in the morning, he's not used to this much freedom! He's Clumsy, too. If he trips he'll just do a cartwheel, or attempt, key word attempt, to breakdance.