Dragoakes
Dragoakes are a new, genetically modified, species that took the genes of a previously extinct group of dragon like creatures; and modified them to be hardier, cuter, and more resilient. Originally made to be a guard "lizard" or house pet, the species was released into the wild to control invasive plant populations. Their adult size can vary between a small dogs to a large horses as adults, with most hatchlings roughly are around the size of a guinea pig these creatures were designed to grow beyond their ancestors limit, some even reaching records of being as big as elephants. Their natural habitats include oceans, lakes, and wetlands. They can withstand saltwater and live in it, but usually are found near more freshwater locations. Their diet includes shelled creatures and water dwelling plants. On occasion they have been spotted hunting small mammals, but this is a rarity. Dragoakes have a set of lungs and gills, or even both, this can depend on whether their parents carry the trait to breathe both in and out of water. Their physical appearance is often debated due to the variety in the species, it is speculated only a small amount of their traits are known. Often mistaken for mythical sea creatures, or the "lochness monster," dragoakes are still a widely mysterious species, as the species grows and research efforts are continued, this category will be added onto. c:
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Ginger
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Glamour
Personality: Proud, Kind, Shy
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Limon
Sex: ♂
Gender: Male Pronouns: He/him Orientation: Bi-Sexual Link to Original Personality: Limon definitely gives off, "too cool for you," vibes. With his signature head swish to move his bangs out of the way, he gives you the impression that he's doing you a huge favor just by looking in your direction. That, however, is a very false impression. Limon is actually severely insecure. He doesn't often look at people directly because he is afraid of seeming too forward. He hardly ever speaks, making those around him think that they're "not cool enough" for him. The problem actually, is that he is constantly agonizing over whether or not his words will hurt someone's feelings. Only those who have taken the time to really get to know him realize how very sweet and caring he is, even to a fault.
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Azalea
One day, Azalea was walking along the stream that ran by her home. She loved walking along this stream: it was always clean and clear and sparkled in the morning sunlight. The pebbles at the bottom always had interesting patterns and colors and the creatures that lived along the stream were always so friendly.
Today, as she was taking her usual walk and calling out greetings to all her animal friends, Azalea was pleasantly surprised to see someone new: a young brown toad. "Well hello there!" Azalea said, face breaking into a happy grin, "I don't think we've met before. My name is Azalea! Who are you? And when did you move in here?" The toad seemed to start a bit before turning to the young goake. "O-o-oh!" he gasped, "S-s-sorry, I-i-i'm just... new here. Um... hi..?" He seemed rather intimidated and Azalea took a few steps back, hoping to help him feel a little less frightened. "Oh, no worries!" she said, trying to look as bright and cheerful as she could, "I was just curious, but you don't need to answer if you're not comfortable." "O-o-oh, n-n-no!" he stuttered, "I-i'm Karl. I-i-i'm just very new... to being th-this small. A-and its w-weird. S-still getting used t-to it." Well that was a weird thing to say, though Azalea was too polite to look disbelieving. "I'm sorry," she said, allowing her confusion to show at least, "I don't think I understand. You mean you didn't used to always be a small toad..? How much bigger did you use to be and how did you come to be smaller?" "Oh, well..." the toad seemed to be hesitant to explain, his shyness still very apparent, "I-its kind of a weird story... But... I mean, y-you don't have to believe me or anything, but, well... I... kind of used to be a p-prince..?" "Really!" Azalea said, rather interested in the story by now, "I've never met a prince! How did you come to be a toad, then?" "Well, I was really unhappy as a prince, and well, I had a fairy god-mother and she knew how sad I was and... so she made me a toad. So I could get away." Azalea frowned, feeling as though she had heard this story before, but also not. "Well," she said, after a moment, slowly smiling again, "you shouldn't have to live as something that makes you unhappy. And you're very welcome to stay here in any form you like." "Th-thank you." the toad said, looking relieved that she had accepted his story without disbelief. And from then on they were good friends, Azalea always taking the time to say hi to Karl on her way along the stream. | Design © Meweep of CS | Character © PixieStoryteller (me!) |
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Queenie
What is their favorite hobby?: Queenie likes to make head decorations out of anything she can. She likes to make flower crowns and leafy head bands and will put flowers in the fur or on the scales of all her friends. She has even braided grass into circlets and tried to make flat rocks into hats.
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Gavle
Sex: ♂
Gender: Male Pronouns: He/him Orientation: Asexual Link to Original Gavle's Home: The hot desert sun beats down on a wind and time smoothed stone, flat and perfect for sunbathing. Beneath is the entrance to a well established tunnel. Along the tunnel are small, glowing crystals, some embedded naturally into the rock and others scattered, along the edges of the tunnel floor. While randomly placed, they are carefully kept against the wall so that they don't trip anyone. The tunnel eventually opens up into a modest sized cave. The crystals encrusting the walls provide a dim light, enough to see natural shelves made of stones left untouched in the excavation. Many small, random objects cover the shelves: from sparkly stones to carefully preserved dried pants. It is disorganized, yet each object has its own place. It is cool and comfortable.
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