Every morning, Kayoko applies a smudge of jam to their face. It’s a ritual, same as pulling the crimson cap low and practicing the wide-eyed, stunned expression in a puddle’s reflection. In The Teikodian Empire, a place of blinding gold spires and shadowed corridors, no one suspects the perpetually confused. The carved cane isn’t for a limp; it’s for listening, pressed against marble walls to catch whispers from political chambers. They say a stray bolt of magic from Isha’s lab struck them years ago, leaving them simple. Kayoko lets them say it. It’s easier than confessing the truth: they weren’t struck by magic. They saw what was being made in those labs, and the shock was so real, they just never learned how to put it down.
Name
Kayoko
Owner
0x4074Bc05A89f1b97B51413b06F7e44F46Eae6880
ID#5036
Rarity
MID:41%
Background
Frosty White
X-HI:11%
Outfit
Lightweight Mesh
EX:2%
Face Extra
Jam on Toast
EX:3%
Head
Crimson Red Cap
EX:3%
Type
Charcoal Grey