Introduction

Everything is exactly the same as it was ten trillion years ago. At least, on the macro scale. Right? The COR's still the world superpower, the black market's still churning, Kolo's keeping all the conflicts smothered, and Bereave and Genesis weren't involved in anything anyways. Millennia of stagnation... the only thing Polly sees.

So, he's thrown in his hat. Nothing they can do to 'embetter the world' or whatever kind of bullshit Sessy and Dij spew. Nah, the only thing that matters is pure hedonistic self-indulgence, immersed in whatever appeals to his impulses. 

Usually, it's poking fun at his fellow Mags, prying apart their darling little pet projects and watching them throw a tantrum over it. Dismantling the Hivemind, pretending to give orders to the Collective, drying up the Lily's oasis... the only things that rouse any emotion in him anymore. Minor enough he won't get punished, but annoying enough it satisfies the ostentatiousness in him. 

Too bad that stupid punk bug kid is doing a better job than he is. And still gets snuggled and cooed over! What's up with that?!

Tidbits

Songs: Recycling / Head Hammock
Powers: The Magician / consolida / nu / to be unbound
Zodiac: Gemini / Aries / Taurus