Dot

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Dot was the daughter of Polka, one of Nilbog's favorite creations.

Personality

Dot was one of the King Rinke creatures that could speak English.<ref name="II.I3e3">“I like your colorth.”

Dot stretched out her hands in front of her, looking at her arms.

“I bet you’re beautiful when clean,” Ratcatcher said.

“Yes,” Dot said. She was. She wasn’t interesting looking, but she could talk and she could use her hands, feet, and tail, well, and she had some pretty patterns: her namesake spots. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref>

She essentially worshiped King Rinke, loving the idea of interacting with him, and willing to sacrifice everything to help him lead her people again.<ref name="II.I3e4">She would free him, and he would usher in a new age of greatness for her and her people. She might even have a place at his side, where she could be close to him at all times.
She wasn’t even sure what that would be like. She had been ecstatic when she had seen mere glimpses of him, back in the old Kingdom. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref><ref>Those of her kind who ventured into the human’s civilization didn’t tend to return. She knew it was a risk. She knew she had a one percent chance when it came to this. She’d said her goodbyes accordingly. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref><ref>“I come to save you,” she said. “You can use me for material.”
“I wouldn’t do that,” he said. “Not for one as beautiful and noble and brave as you. No.”
She felt the tears well up. Noble. Highest of praise. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref> However, when he refused to help her and ordered her to return to her people, she was heartbroken and made no move to do so.

She didn't care much about human lives, and had no problem eating humans, but loved the other King Rinke creations in her group as family.^{[citation needed]}

Dot liked bright colours. She disliked the drab appearance of the abandoned Earth Bet.<ref>Wet in places, dry in places, but persistently clammy and dirty. Perpetually colorless.
It was the lack of color that got to her the most. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref> She used brightly-coloured children's bandages "for luck".<ref name="II.I3e1"/> She diligently pieced together her outfits from brightly-coloured dolls' clothes.<ref name="II.I3e1"/> She was proud of her red spots.<ref name="II.I3e3"/><ref name="II.I3e1"/>

She had a somewhat fairy-tale mentality, often comparing things to stories King Rinke used to read to them.<ref>The building that held her king was fitting for the stories. The statue lacked color, but it had the right atmosphere. She was bleeding but she told herself that this was how things were in those stories. The heroine at the foot of the castle of the evil empire, the king in captivity. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref><ref>Dot had dealt with rats before, but these rats were the sort that were very ugly and very large. In the right light, they might have been mistaken for very ugly, small dogs. Dot had always liked that story when the King read it from the scary children’s book. The children got the dog and the dog turned out to be a Mexican sewer rat. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref>

Relationships

King Rinke

Dot worshiped her King just like many of her fellow goblins.

The Red Queen

A fellow traveler nursing hurt.

Appearance

Was the ]daughter of Polka, one of King Rinke's first creations<ref name="26.4 e1">“Four years. Sometimes five.” All at once, the light was gone from Nilbog’s face, the sudden fury quenched.

“Who’s your favorite?” Jack asked.

“Polka,” Nilbog said. He reached out, and a female creature, no taller than three feet, hopped up onto the lap of the creature beside her king. She had a narrow face with a reptilian structure, with only four fangs at the very front, but smooth, humanlike skin. Her hair was white, her skin blue. She wore a toddler’s clothes, a long, narrow tail lashing behind her. Nilbog stroked her hair.

“Not the first Polka,” Jack said.

“No. The third.”

“She was your first, and you love her for that, because she drew you from the hell that was your life before godhood, gave you this.” - Excerpt from Sting 26.4</ref> Like her 'mother' Dot was tiny, perhaps the size of a human head, able to easily hide on shelves.<ref name="II.I3e1">Dot was small, only about as large as the woman’s head, and she was colorful. Her clothes had been stolen from dolls and pieced together with diligent care. Her tail with its fur tuft on the end swished with the box-cutter it held. - Interlude 3 II</ref><ref>She waited, silent, peering through the gaps between the cardboard boxes and plastic bottles. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref><ref>She changed locations, putting some distance between herself and them. It didn’t help; their explorations meant they drew nearer to her as she lurked on a high shelf. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref> She had pale yellow skin with red spots.<ref>She hugged the box cutter against her chest with two spotted arms, red spots on yellow-white flesh. - Interlude 3 II</ref> She had a prehensile tail with a tuft of fur on the end.<ref name="II.I3e1"/> Her hands and feet were clawed,<ref>She ran up and along his leg, up him, to him. Clawed fingers and feet clutched for the fabric of his shirt. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref> and she had an opposable toe on each foot.<ref>With clawed toes and the opposable toe on her foot, she clawed some of the hair out of the drain. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref>

She had a wide mouth<ref>The chewing got her saliva flowing, though some unfortunately flowed out through the corners of her wide mouth. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref> that could open so wide that the teeth on the bottom and top both pointed straight forward.<ref>She opened her mouth wide, until the teeth on the upper half of her mouth pointed in the same direction as the teeth on the lower jaw, and bit in deep, locking her mouth in place. She swallowed the blood, gorging herself. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref> Her ears were quite mobile, able to point in different directions.<ref>She shifted her position, ears reorienting to catch more sound. Every detail she could pick up would matter, now. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref><ref>She stuck her head up, ears low and close to her body, tail swishing beneath her, and then made a break for a vent. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref> She had hair,<ref name="II.I3e1">She licked at her wounds, and she licked at the dust and grit, so her colors would be bolder. She licked her hands and ran wet hands over her hair, smoothing it. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref> long enough to cover her neck.<ref>“It’s okay. Move your hair aside. I’ll touch the side of your neck.”

Dot pawed at her hair, moving it. She felt the touch at her neck. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref> She had a long tongue that she would use to pick her nose or clean herself.<ref name="II.I3e1"/><ref>“I have people too,” Dot whispered. She stuck her tongue up to pick her nose, then drew it back into her mouth. “Some sick too.” - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref>

She dressed in colourful doll's clothes<ref name="II.I3e1"/> including fingerless gloves.<ref>She was glad for the fingerless glove she wore, because it let her feel the finer details while keeping [her hand] clean and warm. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref>

Abilities and Powers

Given her small size Dot is small, quick and agile.<ref name="II.I3e1"/> She is highly resistant to damage. Strong enough to fight rats the size of small dogs.

Equipment

She carried a small bag with her to carry food and tools.<ref>She took her time picking through the boxes of vitamins, putting them in her bag. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref><ref name="II.I3e1">She dug in her small pack for the bandages. They were the small kind, with sticky sides. She had brought the colorful ones with cartoons on them for luck, and now she placed them over her wounds, along with little bits of cotton and fabric to soak up the blood. - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref>

History

Background

Dot was born in 2010<ref>Too new a building, too maintained. This was nothing like the kingdom or the ruins she had known during her five years of existence. - Interlude 3 II</ref> to the fourth "Polka"<ref name="26.4 e1"/> King Rinke created.<ref>“I didn’t make you, did I? You were birthed. You look like Polka’s get.”

She nodded, hard, head rubbing against his shirt as she clutched tighter. He knew her. He didn’t know her but he knew where she was from and so he knew her.

“Polka the third?”

“Fourth,” she said. “But thank you for thinking I’m like the third. She was the most beautiful and clever.” - Excerpt from Interlude 3 II</ref> Dot only ever caught glimpses of King Rinke back when she lived in Ellisburg.<ref name="II.I3e4"/>

Post-Timeskip

Was living in Rinke's Kingdom when the guests arrived and made the soldiers come.

Early Ward

Dot lived on Earth Bet, scavenging, the leader and scout of a dwindling band of King Rinke's children. When she learned of her King's location, she set out on a quest to free him. But when she made it to him, he refused.

Heartbroken, Dot briefly contemplated making it her mission to destroy humanity, before she was taken in by Panacea. Who was also dealing with family who didn't 'want' her.

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