Legendary Mechanist of The Lost Cult

Rocko is one of the few residents of Paradise Lost that does not have a specific title but has been deemed quite useful. He was once a person who belonged to a rather filthy rich family who desired even more wealth and turned to Paradise Lost to make more of a fortune. During the family's tenure they realized that this cult was not one they should have meddled with and tried to escape after watching a couple of influencer ranked members experiment on an orphan. Unfortunately for them, they were under the ever watchful eye of the Mother Matron Eriphos and were immediately called for execution. Rocko was the only one who had survived due to his unnatural skills with older machinery, which tended to litter the far more ancient rooms below the current layer of which Paradise Lost sat. He, along with other Fodders, were sent to retrieve anything useful within these ruins. He tended to be the only one who was able to make it back though severely injured with each trip. Though this did not stop him from being sent to the doctor and having parts of him replaced with the machinery he had carefully plucked from the death trap below. Rocko was even able to teach the doc a thing or two about how the parts they used to put him back together with worked as he knew he would not be the only one to suffer this fate and had hoped to help ease the suffering of those in the future. It did not take long until he received a nasty head wound that nearly took his life, a ghastly creature had quietly followed him each trip till it could strike. His vision shifted violently before passing out, he was sure he was going to perish within those ruined walls...

When Rocko had awakened he had found himself hooked up by various electrical wires to a great deal of strange machinery. He slowly blinked, a soft clink could be heard with each closing of his eyes. The sounds he produced confused him greatly, he felt too robotic as whirring sounds could be heard within but not a heartbeat. Then the good ol' doc came in and explained to him that the wound did indeed cause him to perish but luckily for him, he had a spare metal head on standby and was able to make a successful transplant since the rest of Rocko's body had been replaced by other metal parts. He now had a cool rams head! How cool! Rocko didn't think it was too nice, honestly disappointed the eternal night didn't sweep him away as promised. The doc had also taken the information that was given to him to wire everything up nice and proper and even complimented the other's teachings directly to Ophius, who allowed Rocko to have his own little workshop and forbade the fella from entering the ruins again. He was to work alongside the doc when it came to maintaining other beings like himself. Least that was something to look forward too.

For now Sir Rocko Roy Reeves spends his days putting machine folks back together again. He is often praised highly for his work and commissioned often by the Influencer ranks for oddities here and there. While he appreciates his nice and easy job, he hopes to one day escape the torment that is Paradise Lost.

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Character/Story by Glory

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