Tasque Manager

Status : Alive, always will be

Role : Creature

First appearance : Probably the dawn of time

Relatives : Other Tasque Managers

"*WhatsApp whistle*"

The enigmatic nature of the Tasque Manager is a sight to behold with a level of caution, lest you discover the potential dangers of the creature; Presenting itself with an alluring physique and comedically friendly face not dissimilar from a mask, a soft-edged appearance baring no discernible threat and feline features most familiar, it’s looks could be described as deceiving.

By itself, the Tasque Manager is an ambiguous genus of what could be a feline, but remarkably possesses the characteristics of a bird, and yet at the same time, mechanical. It’s body is difficult to distinguish between mechanisms or organic flesh, and with speculation it could be considered a cyborg of some sort. Most remarkably, the Tasque Manager lacks visible arms, baring mechanical shoulders and floating hands, which stay tethered to the body's vicinity as if arms are actually there. It's tail bares a plug socket, implying it is capable of conducting electricity through it's body, and with speculation, likely uses this to charge it's mechanical aspects, although a battery lifespan or power source is yet unknown.

The avian side of the Tasque comes out in spoken communication, in which it will whistle tones to others whether they understand or not. The pogged expression it near constantly bares likely aids in the fluent whistle it speaks with, and akin to the nature of a parrot, it sometimes picks up on sequences of tones, such as songs or leitmotifs, and repeats them during conversation (e.g, the Whatsapp notification sound, McDonalds whistle motif, “Among Us Trap Remix” by Leonz). During interaction it periodically pauses it’s speech to begin nudging into the person it’s speaking to, usually a fellow Tasque, repeatedly for a short time. If two Tasque Managers are communicating, they tend to nudge into each other at the exact same time, before either resumes the whistling. It’s not quite clear whether or not it’s communication has a level of intelligence to it, as others can join in with the whistling themselves and improvise it entirely and somehow please the Tasque Managers they whistle to, nudging being optional but still enjoyed. Perhaps understanding the true messages communicated via the whistle of the Tasques could bring one to discovering spoken melodies of eloquence and profound beauty beyond what an average mind could comprehend... Like an anti-lovecraftian creature, perhaps understanding what the Tasques say would enlighten one to a point where they go beyond their own humanity.

(A Tasque Manager showing amusement at an impossible pose portrayed by Cass-Susie)

Despite a unique level of gormless grace that comes with the Tasque’s presence, there is a level of concern to be had around the Tasque Manager. Tasque Managers are pack creatures. Once one appears, it is not an unfamiliar for many more to begin to swarm around. They could be considered a pest in this regard. While they do not appear to deface environments around them or create nests, they could flock a room and become a general nuisance if left unchecked, leading to an over-population of Tasque Managers taking up space, much alike birds. At this point in time, a Tasque has never presented itself with a clear sign of threat, but considering the pack nature of the Tasque Manager, it could potentially become powerful in numbers, and in numbers, displace the population with it’s own populus. A single Tasque appearing within someone’s home could lead to more, and while friendly, they aren’t particular to the concept of personal space, as proven by their enthusiasm for whistle-chatting closely to anyone in vicinity. Living with double-digits of Tasques with their noses (or beaks) in your face and whistles in your ear at every moment between nudges and awkward pog-faced stares could quickly become more than just an irritation. Pay no ill will to a Tasque Manager or two if you see one, but it just may be wise to keep the flight of Icarus in mind, lest chaos and disorder ensue.

(A large group of Tasque Managers in room 302 of South Ashfield Heights. The tenant, Henry Townshend, was absent at the time of this photograph's taking.)

Notes :

Other Tasque Managers have been seen but behave in different natures to the vast majority of Tasques, most noticeably, having a preference or obsession with the concept of order. They can bare intelligence to speak or be almost entirely silent, but notably are far more orderly than the pack-nature of these Tasques. It is not difficult to hypothesise that Tasques could either come with sub-species, or individual Tasques split from the common pack to pursue their own nature and identity away from the flock.

(Note the distinct looking Tasque Manager stood on the table, seen vaping from a banana. It has differentiated itself in both appearance and behavior.)

Tasque Managers often come in twos in most common encounters, and typically keep to themselves in communication. This doesn’t seem to be any form of deeper bond that falls within the boundaries of romance, just two Tasques exchanging communication the way they would with any other stranger.

Tasque Managers can sometimes contort their bodies in impossible ways. There seems to be no discernible reason why they do this. It's a bit weird.

On occasion, Tasques will eat the beams of lightsabres. They seem to enjoy nourishing themselves with the warm light, and take no harm from such touching their bodies.

(Two photos of Tasque Managers enjoying the taste of a red and green lightsabre, belonging to that of the kyomin sisters Cassieday and Jazz)