Thought I'd pick up Tony's design again. Then I got all tangenty.
Conveniently, I also got all tangenty on a bunch of Erick/Eric/Tony/Fluffers notes to myself a while ago, which may as well be paired with this and save me from explaining myself!
Rambling on TonyThe Unholy Incarnation of Gluttony (Tony, for short) has been more or less benignly wandering the Network for nearly four hundred years, carefully controlled by its host and master, the kindly Eric Thedrial.Tony is long gone, but modern Eric will sometimes be doing something- painting, weeding, working on his car- when he'll mentally try to reach for something with a third or fourth arm he doesn't have. And then his jaw drops slowly open and he goes all blank and has to sit back and collect himself back into the proper century. He'll tell you the one and only thing he even marginally, tentatively, kind of could have been said to have not completely loathed about his time as Tony were the handy dandy extra limbs. There is a six-limbed race in the Network called the ru that Eric has a special empathy for and jealously of.
What IS Tony, exactly? Despite rumors and poetic phrasing, Tony is NOT a demonic entity representing a deadly sin, it is not actually even a separate being from Eric. Psychologically, Tony's what you get when you inhibit everything in the human mind save the powerful animal impulse to eat stuff. Religion/demons/sins really have nothing to do with Tony.
Tony is the result of a morality curse, meant to demonstrate to the once spoiled Lord Thedrial the essence of his greed by removing entirely his human willpower and control over base instincts (which he was so poorly exercising anyway) transforming him for periods into a destructive, self-destructive, mindless and mortifying mass of monster. And then returning him to human form to think about what he'd done.
Tony is largely a metapho