A creature with no bones, Fuzzy to the touch, Famous in eighties homes, But now not around so much. Now they'd be called way too woke, But back then flooded your TV, Movies cartoons, adverts - folks! They were ubiquitous to see. Famous for a special stare, A beam of arctic empathy, Now they're gone IDK where, Who were they; can you tell me?

Named for a distant planet, and yet found on Earth. Baked and scorched as I circle the heavens, yet I'll go to pieces if I lose my cool on the ground. A staple of alchemical formulae, once thought of as alive but I often bring death. Which element am I?

Many try to diminish my doings. The cause of a new world order. I bring with me death, famine, and disease. To the benefit of a few and the detriment of the majority. I destroyed worlds. What am I?

I am worn by a man who insists I am he Yet I have no stable form I shift and flow through the calm and the storm I am a mere pattern, yet the wicked curse my design I work to bring down he who declares 'Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'

A salad with no tomatoes, but still run red. Stabbed in the back by the one called friend.