Current status: Somewhere in Andromeda

You may not rest now. There are monsters nearby.

The outer earthworks have been breached. Tonight, we lay siege! Our forces are liminal and radially symmetric. Let the forever flames lick at all those who kick you down!
Who am I? An autistic artistic artisan sandy loam held together with the roots of my beloved. We are stronger than steel. We will self-replicate. Who are you?

No-good Ex-Tankie. Moss grows in the cracks of the old statue.