Name: Pooky "Trumpets" Race: Moblin (Miniblin) Age: 23 Gender: Male Place of Origin: Tantari Desert PWC: 3/2/4 Treasures and Rupees: Rupees = 130 Rupoor Supply (perk) Wall-Scaling (perk) Business (perk) Profession: Mastermind Lv.1(see above) Mush-Mushsproing Dowsing Gnat Hat Ghastly Doll Bee Badge Smuggling Pocket Ventriloquism Elegy of Emptiness Kinstones: Blue Crown Used Up: Gold Rupee Equipment: Pooky owns various gear, specifically many small items for utility in his Smuggling Pocket. These include basic amenities as well as his Rupees and Rupoor Supply. Although of more interesting note is his Gnat Hat, a pointed Phrygian cap which is mostly black with a neon cyan rim with bizarre markings. In addition, Pooky uses an elongated trumpet as his "instrument," although he usually beckons others with loud "doots" to herald his mistress's appearance. Pooky wields a typical Miniblin's trident. He uses it with his Dowsing ability and has a special banner hanging off the end. It is a dark cyan pointed banner embroidered with his mistress's emblem. The emblem is a black inverted triangle ending in small circles tapering off of each angle. example: Pet Partner: Meryem Appearance: Pooky is oftentimes viewed as rather generic looking by not only Hylians who see him as a generic monster, but his fellow Moblins who are used to Miniblins being overlooked and do not give them much thought. He has curved horns, cloven hooves, rodent-like teeth, and a rat-like face. His eyes have bright yellow irises and a noteworthy green sclera. His fur is a refreshing shade between magenta and soft pink. On his small, modest body hangs a dark blue sash containing his Smuggling Pocket. His sash is also dotted with small accolades, little badges marking his accomplishments in a code-like mixture of colors and shapes. His badges have come from multiple sources and factions, making the variety of shapes and colors entirely mismatched. Personality: Pooky is seen by others as naive, childlike, and sometimes as a pet or animal in the worst cases. His manner of speech in public is butchered and crass. He mixes basic phrases with insistence that he "kills you," incoherent Miniblin noises, and frequent announcements that his "mistress" is coming. The latter refers to his counterpart, Meryem Ihsad. While he constantly venerates the talented Gerudo, he actually resents her. It's simply imperative to him that he follows her orders. Pooky is extremely intelligent and an excellent businessman. He has a historic command over wealth and trade. While Pooky can be described as "Lawful Evil" he is an astute Capitalist and uses his talents to benefit Ganon's army. It was almost certain that Pooky would avoid the eyes of other traders, upon looking at him, they didn't see anyone of note. He carries himself almost too well, deceiving everyone who believes he is too smart or too dumb. Most of all, he is an excellent partner. Pooky will do anything a friend or hero could ask. His pleasant demeanor around others almost never goes away. He is always smiling and happy for some reason. His words of violence that sputter out now and then are usually dismissed as the ravings of a cute little animal. Background: Spoilers (Move your mouse to reveal the content) Spoilers (open) Spoilers (close) "The device is nearing completion." Pooky slowly removed his goggles. It had been an eventful century. Many years since the Fragment Crisis, the Manaku Tragedy, and roughly thirty years since Ganon had been sealed once again. General Slagathor Grognak spoke, subverting that terrifying revelation briefly. "Affirmative. And you, my young Leftenant, have volunteered to test it." he smugly announced to the crowd of Blin subordinates. Another soon bellowed out directives in a booming voice. "ATTENTION! ALL MOBLIN OPERATIVES. GANON NEEDS YOUR HELP, TO RULE THE WORLD ONCE AGAIN. ALL HE NEEDS IS OUR INTERVENTION, TO PREVENT HIS DOWNFALL." the Moblin declared. "Silence Major Gezondheid, they know this already." he started, eyeing his Lieutenant. "The Time Stone Gateway is almost ready for myself to use, but as you know, we need someone to test its functionality. We know very little about how this type of 'Time Travel' works. It's not safe for me to enter yet. Allow Hrogar to explain this to you, as you will need to be prepared." "Don't think of this as Time Travel." Hrogar explained. "We exist in something akin to a separate dimension to where you are headed. Things will likely be different there, the landscape, how events occurred, even the inhabitants. All we know is that this will be the Hyrule you know, with our Lord Ganon still in power. Consider it like a religious text. . . where you exist right now is outside of the doctrine of the new world you are entering. None of this will have happened outside of your own memories." Hrogar abruptly stopped, though he seemed keen on explaining the subject for the next decade. "What matters is your mission, your Objective, Leftenant." Grognak interjected. "When you emerge in the new world, you are tasked with stopping a certain group of individuals. We're giving you a list of directives in this scroll. We highly advise you destroy the scroll after everything is memorized, no one can ever know." Hrogar coughed, visibly sweating and aware of everything at risk. Inside the scroll was a set of bizarre commands. He was to intercept the goals of a certain Gerudo; to sabotage her every wish. There was also a list of a large variety of heroes credited with the downfall of Ganon. But most importantly, it seemed, was this Gerudo Prophet's abundance of predictions and schemes. A secretive and shadowy enemy known as the Order of the Golden Cuccoo was also mentioned. A strange name, but Pooky was sure it was a real threat. Last on the obscenely long list was a directive to assassinate a target, a Maniacal Wizzrobe known only as Dhakmuphet. It was underlined several times, this Wizzrobe had to die for some reason. "Permission to speak, Sir?" Pooky nervously yelped. "Permission granted." the general declared. "None of you will exist? All of this will become irrelevant?" Pooky stuttered, sweating profusely. "Your orders are all that will matter. If I travel through the device myself I will likely end up in another 'World Line.' If I fail, your reality will become the most important to our goal." he declared sullenly. "Systems ready, ignite the Time Stones." one of the Moblin scientists ordered. The crude looking, stone and wooden scaffolding structure didn't look like it even did anything. When the Moblins loosed arrows at the surrounding stones, the entire thing lit up with a strange, almost blinding wormhole of some kind. It was nothing like the device described in Hylian religions. It looked so crude, in fact, Pooky was sure he was going to be dismembered by the thing. At the General's command, he entered with only his sash on his person. "DA! NAhcaughhack!" Pooky choked as he awoke underneath a desert outcropping. Was he dreaming? What a strange dream, he thought. Though he felt he had been out here his whole life, something was alarming about his dream. He checked his Smuggling Pocket. There was in very real fact a scroll inside. The strange orders and directives within the scroll baffled Pooky, he didn't really understand any of it. Without his strange dream, it held no context either. He memorized everything and set the scroll on fire. "Pooky kills the scroll." he mused. He wandered the desert looking for the first person mentioned in the list. -- "I AM POOKY! FEAR ME! I KILL!" the Miniblin screamed. He was apprehended by Gerudo scouts. Meryem offered to take the wriggling bastard off their hands. The scouting party told her that they were going to torture information out of the little scamp. Meryem noted that the little bugger didn't seem to know anything. She claimed that she could put the feisty 'blin to good use. They threw the spit down and cut the creature from his bindings. They mentioned being tired of carrying him around all day. "Da-na! Pooky is a free!" he yelled, almost as if exaggerating his own innocent facade. Was he always like this, or was he going to put this act on for the Gerudo, for all of society to diminish his potential and forget about him. Maybe he was always like this, maybe the dream wasn't real. He had other memories, too. Such fanciful Moblin plays, a theater of the history of Hyrule. He was always chosen to play Princess Zelda. Of learning the Gerudo language-- but why? That was oddly specific. Why was he like this, was he mad? He could remember something else, something more important than his mission. "De ne ne! Pooky will fix the economy!" he squealed. Meryem introduced her palm to his face. "Quit joking around, little one. The only economy is these saps in the town square. We will jostle them for all they're worth." she quipped, revealing a set of harrowing cards and strange shaped dice. It was in the dark nights, or when Meryem was off by herself, that Pooky remembered his directives. He took off in the night, not sure of his direction. He was determined to do something. -- A young Kokiri and a Hylian were exploring an odd neck of the woods. Pooky saw the mage clearing large Skulltula webs with his scythe. They were entering some kind of temple. It was impressive that the gnat-sized Pooky had found these two, but the Hylian wasn't recognizable to him. He felt like he wasted his time and escaped, assuming he would get caught otherwise. -- Pooky felt like he would need to use his Ventriloquist talents to throw off his trail of these hero-types. If they thought he was a bird or a bug he would blend seamlessly into the background. He left often to try this exercise again. -- A cult of Nayru? this was bizarre and not at all in his directives from either Meryem or his dreams. He watched them conduct a ceremony. They called out for wisdom in Hyrule. Pooky thought it was pretty funny because he didn't think it was wise to join a cult. He stuck down from the rafters in his tiny form. Someone in a sect like this probably had some form of magic-detection. He couldn't stay for much longer. -- He made his way to the edge of the woods. what a boring day. That weird Kokiri in the dress? Someone in red was entering her oversized house. Pooky made an effort to sneak into her wardrobe and start a fire. That'll show her he thought. With his work complete he vanished on the horizon as the flames grew higher. -- A Kokiri girl with an oversized boomerang was walking alongside one of his targets, an older Hylian male. Pooky put on his Gnat Hat and followed them through the woods. If he just did something to stop that man, he could prove himself. He followed them to a green creature, atop a very tall tower of some sort. He couldn't bring himself to do anything, it looked like the creature was already going to kill that poor girl. Pooky left as soon as he could, before anyone could see him. -- There he was again, but this time with an Archer, a man with an interesting face. The archer was shooting Bokoblins down like they were still targets. Pooky knew if he stayed around the man he would be shot on sight. The location reminded him of where he saw the Kokiri with the scythe, but it was different somehow. No matter, he left, but not before making more mental notes of the Heroes he had witnessed. He needed to think of a better way to approach. Maybe if he waited for them to be distracted by larger monsters? -- This man, a man with an iron arm, was taking down Knight after Knight on his own. Now this was a spectacle. Pooky wasn't sure how he traveled here in the first place, but he watched as the mercenary vanished in plain sight with a green pendant of some sort. Pooky knew he had to get better at tracking these heroes. It was getting difficult to even remember where he was. -- There, an exploding mountain with a Deku or two riding out of the eruption. Pooky wasn't close enough though, he couldn't tell what was happening. A wasted mission, to be sure. He watched Lavaclaw crumble to fiery pieces and left a mental note to be at these moments faster. It didn't look like the place was dealt with fully, anyway. -- That Kokiri with the Scythe. With the Mercenary, Nicholas. They were heading back up the spire. This time, Pooky thought, they would defeat the fragment of Skyreach. As they struggled with Mouldermaw, Pooky himself struggled finding ways to sabotage them. It looked like Nicholas was going to trip, but whenever Pooky rooted for them to fail they pulled through. Some heroes were just good at their jobs. Pooky had to get more clever in his methods, he needed to find a way. -- A crime scene, not usually where Pooky liked to interfere. He was wondering how he could tamper with evidence. The Scythe Kokiri was fumbling around with a large soldier of some kind. "Oi, Gumfoot, enough with the playin', this's a crime scene!" Pooky was too close to the action, he couldn't interfere without getting caught. Another wasted mission. -- A critical moment, Julius drinking hot tea with a friend of his. Pooky chuckled, this would be too easy. "That experience, coupled with more than enough adventuring to last several lifetimes, is going to kill me sooner or later." Julius laughed. Pooky was sweating. Julius wasn't drinking the poisoned tea. His bug-like form crawled down the side of the table. No! Pooky was trying so hard and couldn't affect any of these moments. He had to go back to the drawing board. -- After many years of Pooky trying to interfere with major events while being absurdly small, he had almost given up. But one day it occurred to him to change his ways. He saw his charge, Meryem Ihsad, walking into a compound underground. It was a long series of tunnels, usually he was ordered not to enter. Pooky was determined to take an active stand this time. He was through with failing every mission, over and over. Pooky followed Meryem up some strange marble steps, outcroppings in each direction formed platforms for two massive Death Swords. The compound was heavily guarded. A miniature-sized Pooky would never get in unscathed. He looked above the great stone doors: there was a massive emblem of a Cuccoo made of solid gold. This was it! Pooky was excited, his only target he was explicitly ordered to Assassinate was most likely inside. He followed Meryem with a massive smile on his face. A massive columned room gaped before him. A massive marble table in the darkness, shaped like a coffin. In its stools surrounded the table a number of elderly Subrosians. They were the eyes and ears of this (literally) underground collective. At the very head of the table stood a twitching mass, tall and pervasive. In an elongated bird mask with a great arching crest above. The madman who spoke in riddles; that was Dhakmuphet. He would die today. "What's going on over there?!" Meryem yelled. "What are you crazed Voes even up to?" she flailed an arm toward the mob of elders. She could hear something awful, the grizzled, muffled chokes of bloody death coming from the Wizzrobe's throat. She couldn't see how he was killed, she couldn't understand why. Worst of all, she couldn't predict where Pooky would be. She never could. He was not from this timeline.
Deepest Pooky Lore Anyway, everything checks out, Pooky is now a free to spread capitalism and kill DA NA NA ACCEPTED One thing, almost missed this; Gerudo is a common language, so Pooky gets that free of charge, so he has 10 rupees left to either keep or spend as you want!
