Curves and lines indicative of refinement at its best, this swan exemplifies queenly majesty with a void-black physique. Full and expansive, she flaunts wraith-like, skeletal wings in a dazzling display of flight and feathers. Gazing at the world from ire-filled, sanguine eyes, this cygnus is no common waterfowl. With a disinterested slump, she glides upon the gentle currents of the air, utilising the breeze as easy as a fish swims in water.
A void-black swan graced with wraith-like, skeletal wings has an air of extreme strength.
With a disinterested slump, a void-black swan graced with wraith-like, skeletal wings glides through the air here.
a toughened strix with striated wings of pale light
unobtrusively watchful and curious, a toughened strix manifests here upon striated wings of pale light, its wise gaze unblinking.
Owl-like in form, the enigmatic nature of this legendary strix speaks to its inability to remain corporeal, causing it to linger somewhere in between. Argent talons, foreboding and razor sharp, extend from the tips of his four silver feet, which, when standing on solid ground, give him the height of a maturing fawn. toughened feathers cloak his body and two longer tufts sweep backwards from the crest of his head, as if he wore a crown of his own design. Occasionally, the placid strix clicks his wickedly long, curved beak and he periodically shifts his striated wings of pale light that cascade majestically from his back. unobtrusively watchful and curious, his unblinking, glowing eyes stare deeply at the world, as if he sees what others do not, and a sense of guarded insight manifests within the aura of confidence that surrounds him. Faint wisps of ethereal energy follow his every movement and a palpable spectral whispering trails in his wake.
and 1 zimoru later:
lingering unimposingly, a gossamer strix manifests here upon sytgian-streaked, storm-feathered wings, its wise gaze unblinking.
Owl-like
in form, the enigmatic nature of this legendary strix speaks to its
inability to remain corporeal, causing it to linger somewhere in
between. Argent talons, foreboding and razor sharp, extend from the tips
of his four silver feet, which, when standing on solid ground, give him
the height of a maturing fawn. gossamer feathers cloak his body and two
longer tufts sweep backwards from the crest of his head, as if he wore a
crown of his own design. Occasionally, the foreboding strix clicks his
wickedly long, curved beak and he periodically shifts his
sytgian-streaked, storm-feathered wings that cascade majestically from
his back. lingering unimposingly, his unblinking, glowing eyes stare
deeply at the world, as if he sees what others do not, and a sense of
guarded insight manifests within the aura of confidence that surrounds
him. Faint wisps of ethereal energy follow his every movement and a
palpable spectral whispering trails in his wake.
Curves and lines indicative of refinement at its best, this swan exemplifies queenly majesty with a grey and lithe physique. Full and expansive, she flaunts dappled grey wings in a dazzling display of flight and feathers. Gazing at the world from stoic eyes of ebony, this cygnus is no common waterfowl. With a wild style, she glides upon the gentle currents of the air, utilising the breeze as easy as a fish swims in water.
A grey and lithe swan graced with dappled grey wings has an air of extreme strength.
Curves and lines indicative of refinement at its best, this swan exemplifies queenly majesty with a silvery physique. Full and expansive, she flaunts snowy white wings in a dazzling display of flight and feathers. Gazing at the world from drowsy silver eyes, this cygnus is no common waterfowl. With a graceful countenance, she glides upon the gentle currents of the air, utilising the breeze as easy as a fish swims in water. --------------------------------
a silvery swan graced with olive green wings flecked with gold
Curves and lines indicative of refinement at its best, this swan exemplifies kingly majesty with a silvery physique. Full and expansive, he flaunts olive green wings flecked with gold in a dazzling display of flight and feathers. Gazing at the world from smooth, calm eyes of caramel, this cygnus is no common waterfowl. With a handsome flair, he glides upon the gentle currents of the air, utilising the breeze as easy as a fish swims in water.
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A fuzzy peach squonkabonk with pus-filled pustules
A mass of fuzzy peach skin, the squonkabonk is a horrible malformation of the smaller squonk, making the tiny, hideous fae quite attractive in comparison. Warts cover every bit of the poor creature's form, from her bulbous, stumpy tail, to the swollen maw upon her face. Beneath the protruding flap of flesh upon her brow, the fae's deep emerald eyes glimmer, providing the only beauty afforded to her otherwise grotesque figure. A constant stream of glittering tears falls steadily down the beast's cheeks, pooling in a puddle about her that fills the air with the scent of all things foul. Protruding out from amidst the puckers along her back are pus-filled pustules which shift about as she waddles around on her four stumpy legs.
[happy with swans, will most probably zimoru the squonkabonk] [waiting on Strix]
With a calm visage, a sleek swan graced with stately silver wings glides through the air here.
Curves and lines indicative of refinement at its best, this swan exemplifies kingly majesty with a sleek physique. Full and expansive, he flaunts stately silver wings in a dazzling display of flight and feathers. Gazing at the world from iridescent eyes of wonder, this cygnus is no common waterfowl. With a calm visage, he glides upon the gentle currents of the air, utilising the breeze as easy as a fish swims in water. He is called 'Basileios.'
You administer a dose of zimoru reagent to a rose wine wyvern with glossy amethyst wings. A golden glow surrounds her which shimmers and you watch in amazement as she transforms into a russet wyvern with vapourous wings of hissing steam.
a russet wyvern with vapourous wings of hissing steam
Wreathed in skittering violet sparks, a russet wyvern unfurls vapourous wings of hissing steam here, bloodstone eyes smouldering like hot coals.
Serpentine in her lissome build, this wyvern stands upon two powerful hind legs, preceded by a set of front legs that are smaller, but clawed and savage. Her russet hide glistens amidst skittering violet sparks, her scales ever-wreathed in a sweltering heat that leaves the colours hazy and rippling like a desert mirage. Muscular and slender, the wyvern bares sharp fangs, expelling a puff of hot air with her long snout as she flaps vapourous wings of hissing steam. She flicks her tail idly, bloodstone eyes smouldering like hot coals.
You administer a dose of zimoru reagent to a brown-hued strix with fog-like wings of coalesced dew. A golden glow surrounds her which shimmers and you watch in amazement as she transforms into a softly lambent strix with ethereal wings cloaked in a fine mist.
Owl-like in form, the enigmatic nature of this legendary strix speaks to its inability to remain corporeal, causing it to linger somewhere in between. Argent talons, foreboding and razor sharp, extend from the tips of her four silver feet, which, when standing on solid ground, give her the height of a maturing fawn. Softly lambent feathers cloak her body and two longer tufts sweep backwards from the crest of her head, as if she wore a crown of her own design. Occasionally, the quietly austere strix clicks her wickedly long, curved beak and she periodically shifts her ethereal wings cloaked in a fine mist that cascade majestically from her back. Gazing neutrally around, her unblinking, glowing eyes stare deeply at the world, as if she sees what others do not, and a sense of guarded insight manifests within the aura of confidence that surrounds her. Faint wisps of ethereal energy follow her every movement and a palpable spectral whispering trails in her wake. A softly lambent strix with ethereal wings cloaked in a fine mist looks to be crushingly strong.
Gazing neutrally around, a softly lambent strix manifests here upon ethereal wings cloaked in a fine mist, its wise gaze unblinking.
I went on another zimoru adventure. Thank you for the zimoru, @Aramel!
Surrounded by forks of golden lightning, a pale gold thunderbird spreads her leathery wings here, golden eyes glowing with a noble intellect.
The thunderbird is as large as a giant eagle, with head feathers that spread around her neck like a mane and tail feathers that flare out behind her. Her leathery wings are twice as long as the length of her body tip-to-tip and surrounded by forks of golden lightning. With each beat of her wings, the sound of a small thunderclap echoes around her. She preens and cleans her pale gold feathers with a long curved beak, golden eyes glowing with a noble intellect. She is called 'Speir.'
Sadly, she's still got leather wings....but all the gold
Serpentine in his lissome build, this wyvern stands upon two powerful hind legs, preceded by a set of front legs that are smaller, but clawed and savage. His rose wine hide glistens amidst dancing amber flames, his scales ever-wreathed in a sweltering heat that leaves the colours hazy and rippling like a desert mirage. Muscular and slender, the wyvern bares sharp fangs, expelling a puff of hot air with his long snout as he flaps spectral wings of volcanic ash. He flicks his tail idly, bright eyes shimmering like liquid gold.
Wreathed in dancing amber flames, a rose wine wyvern unfurls spectral wings of volcanic ash here, bright eyes shimmering like liquid gold.
Serpentine in her lissome build, this wyvern stands upon two powerful hind legs, preceded by a set of front legs that are smaller, but clawed and savage. Her bone-white ivory hide glistens amidst blazing streaks of violet fire, her scales ever-wreathed in a sweltering heat that leaves the colours hazy and rippling like a desert mirage. Muscular and slender, the wyvern bares sharp fangs, expelling a puff of hot air with her long snout as she flaps velvety smooth wings. She flicks her tail idly, bright eyes shining a smoky pearl.
Wreathed in blazing streaks of violet fire, a bone-white ivory wyvern unfurls velvety smooth wings here, bright eyes shining a smoky pearl.
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"Oh yeah, you're a naughty mayor, aren't you? Misfile that Form MA631-D. Comptroller Shevat's got a nice gemstone disc for you, but yer gonna have to beg for it."
It took a lot of uses of my zimoru syringe, but finally I got her how I want her:
A void-black swan graced with soft black wings adorned with silver ribbons.
Curves and lines indicative of refinement at its best, this swan exemplifies queenly majesty with a void-black physique. Full and expansive, she flaunts soft black wings adorned with silver ribbons in a dazzling display of flight and feathers. Gazing at the world from bottomless black eyes, this cygnus is no common waterfowl. With an intelligent gleaming, she glides upon the gentle currents of the air, utilising the breeze as easy as a fish swims in water.
Serpentine in his lissome build, this wyvern stands upon two powerful hind legs, preceded by a set of front legs that are smaller, but clawed and savage. His sable hide glistens amidst dancing emerald flames, his scales ever-wreathed in a sweltering heat that leaves the colours hazy and rippling like a desert mirage. Muscular and slender, the wyvern bares sharp fangs, expelling a puff of hot air with his long snout as he flaps churning wings of roiling shadow. He flicks his tail idly, bright eyes shining a startling emerald.
Wreathed in dancing emerald flames, a sable wyvern unfurls churning wings of roiling shadow here, bright eyes shining a startling emerald.
Latest round of creatures. Collection of dreadful little ponies is happening.
The thunderbird is as large as a giant eagle, with head feathers that spread around his neck like a mane and tail feathers that flare out behind him. His feathered wings are twice as long as the length of his body tip-to-tip and surrounded by crimson lightning. With each beat of his wings, the sound of a small thunderclap echoes around him. He preens and cleans his black feathers with a long curved beak, malachite eyes glinting with a formidable intellect. Surrounded by crimson lightning, a black thunderbird spreads his feathered wings here, malachite eyes glinting with a formidable intellect.
Shifting and flickering, the air surrounding the phoenix is infused with an intense heat, surrounding him like an aura barely visible to sight yet appearing all the more tangible. His plumage is composed of multicoloured feathers, starting with purple at the shaft and flaring out to gold at the tips. A faint dusting of gold covers each wing, causing them to shine and glimmer. His eyes are round and small, but aglow with a golden heat, as if burning from within while his beak is long and narrow and a deep coal-black in colour. Burning golden sparks dance across the phoenix's plumage every so often, making him a magnificent creature of light, heat and vivid colour. A gold phoenix perches here, his fiery plumage illuminating the area with golden sparks.
Complete with a light pink coat, this small pony is angry. She has dragonfly wings, and her mane cascades down the backside of her neck. Her large eyes resemble deep blue pools. A light pink, angry pony with dragonfly wings stands here quietly.
Complete with a silver coat, this small pony is rabid. She has feathered wings, and her mane cascades down the backside of her neck. Her large eyes resemble shimmering pools of blue. She is called 'Fidget.' A silver, rabid pony with feathered wings stands here quietly.
Latest round of creatures. Collection of dreadful little ponies is happening.
The thunderbird is as large as a giant eagle, with head feathers that spread around his neck like a mane and tail feathers that flare out behind him. His feathered wings are twice as long as the length of his body tip-to-tip and surrounded by crimson lightning. With each beat of his wings, the sound of a small thunderclap echoes around him. He preens and cleans his black feathers with a long curved beak, malachite eyes glinting with a formidable intellect. Surrounded by crimson lightning, a black thunderbird spreads his feathered wings here, malachite eyes glinting with a formidable intellect.
Shifting and flickering, the air surrounding the phoenix is infused with an intense heat, surrounding him like an aura barely visible to sight yet appearing all the more tangible. His plumage is composed of multicoloured feathers, starting with purple at the shaft and flaring out to gold at the tips. A faint dusting of gold covers each wing, causing them to shine and glimmer. His eyes are round and small, but aglow with a golden heat, as if burning from within while his beak is long and narrow and a deep coal-black in colour. Burning golden sparks dance across the phoenix's plumage every so often, making him a magnificent creature of light, heat and vivid colour. A gold phoenix perches here, his fiery plumage illuminating the area with golden sparks.
Complete with a light pink coat, this small pony is angry. She has dragonfly wings, and her mane cascades down the backside of her neck. Her large eyes resemble deep blue pools. A light pink, angry pony with dragonfly wings stands here quietly.
Complete with a silver coat, this small pony is rabid. She has feathered wings, and her mane cascades down the backside of her neck. Her large eyes resemble shimmering pools of blue. She is called 'Fidget.' A silver, rabid pony with feathered wings stands here quietly.
That angry pink pony is glorious.
The cool night-time breeze shivers in the arid caress of the streets of the capital city, brushing the earthen taste of dust across your lips.
*
A blessed silence falls upon the city for the moment, most activity confined to the towers and the theatre due to the snowy weather.
*
Pinprick points of light twinkle in the deep black overhead, their brightness full of a cold, hungering malice.
After entirely too long, my squonkabonk has matured. Behold!
A banded onyx squonkabonk stands here amidst a pool of putrid tears, disfigured limbs protruding out from the many flesh folds along his back.
A mass of banded onyx skin, the squonkabonk is a horrible malformation of the smaller squonk, making the tiny, hideous fae quite attractive in comparison. Warts cover every bit of the poor creature's form, from his bulbous, stumpy tail, to the swollen maw upon his face. Beneath the protruding flap of flesh upon his brow, the fae's pink eyes glimmer, providing the only beauty afforded to his otherwise grotesque figure. A constant stream of putrid tears falls steadily down the beast's cheeks, pooling in a puddle about him that fills the air with the scent of all things foul. Protruding out from amidst the puckers along his back are disfigured limbs which shift about as he waddles around on his four stumpy legs. A banded onyx squonkabonk with disfigured limbs looks to be crushingly strong.
And after training it to fly:
A banded onyx squonkabonk stands here amidst a pool of putrid tears, frigid wings of black ice protruding out from the many flesh folds along his back.
Good lord, @Manteekan must have been channeling David Cronenburg when He made these. I was thinking of using zimoru, but I'm not sure it would get any better. I guess I'll keep my hideous abomination as it is.
The purpose of writing is to inflate weak ideas, obscure pure reasoning, and inhibit clarity. With a little practice, writing can be an intimidating and impenetrable fog!
Massive soft, crimson-streaked wings filling much of the space around her, a spirited hippogriff stands here, crackling with a holy light.
Possessed of rare and unnatural animal mixtures, the noble hippogriff is a beast born from the breeding of chimaera and pegasus. Long forgotten and unseen in the Basin of Life, the hippogriff is a fearsome, yet beautiful sight to behold. A powerful equine frame builds the bulk of the hippogriff's muscular body. Lean legs stretch down into hooves from the beast's hindquarters, and massive, clawed feline paws make up the forelimbs. The hippogriff's head is distinctly horse-like in shape and size, though the mouth has been replaced by a hooked, gold beak. Feathers form a flowing gold mane that runs over the top of the creature's head then down the back of her neck and shoulders to cover a pair of powerfully built soft, crimson-streaked wings that have grown from the shoulders. Long, flowing feathers replace the traditional tail of the hippogriff's equine heritage, coloured in various shades of gold.
And then there's this pony:
A golden, willowy pony with angelic wings stands here quietly
Complete with a golden coat, this small pony is willowy. She has angelic wings, and her mane cascades down the backside of her neck. Her large eyes resemble soft green pools.
a freckled white squonkabonk with mercurial copper wings
A mass of freckled white skin, the squonkabonk is a horrible malformation of the smaller squonk, making the tiny, hideous fae quite attractive in comparison. Warts cover every bit of the poor creature's form, from her bulbous, stumpy tail, to the swollen maw upon her face. Beneath the protruding flap of flesh upon her brow, the fae's radiant rose-coloured eyes glimmer, providing the only beauty afforded to her otherwise grotesque figure. A constant stream of rainbow-coloured tears falls steadily down the beast's cheeks, pooling in a puddle about her that fills the air with the scent of all things foul. Protruding out from amidst the puckers along her back are mercurial copper wings which shift about as she waddles around on her four stumpy legs.
A freckled white squonkabonk stands here amidst a pool of rainbow-coloured tears, mercurial copper wings protruding out from the many flesh folds along her back.
Wayfaire beasts are maturing, so it is time to revive this thread.
Trailing fluttering motes of dreams, the evanescent form of a timid dream phoenix
lingers here, musical wings of crystalline filaments cascading behind her.
Countless minuscule motes from the dream realm have coalesced across the form of this timid dream phoenix, who moves with the instinctive grace of the supernatural. Her plumage trails off in delicate wisps of light that wink out into the ether as they shatter into naught but crepuscular echoes. Of noble and proud bearing, she holds her head high and displays her musical wings of crystalline filaments at every opportunity. Where one would expect the tail of a common phoenix to be, this creature's body simply trails off in fluttering motes of dreams, linking her physical body with her native land of the dream realm.
With a combative mien, a fluffy shimmering llama with curly eyelashes stands guard here.
Looking very much like a sheep with its neck and limbs stretched too long, this fluffy camelid gazes around with a combative mien, clearly considering herself the most important llama in existence as she flutters her curly eyelashes. She is covered from head to hooves with curly shimmering fur, which begs to be touched and pressed against the cheek, if one could get past the llama's protective, glittering eyes. Her mouth is scrunched up, large teeth protruding, ready to spit at a moment's notice as she snuffles the air with her soft, velvety nose. Two longish ears protrude from her head, occasionally turning this way and that to detect stray noises. Between her ears is a tuft of fur like a fluffy cloud.
She is called 'Ihilani.'
I'm a consent-based roleplayer! Kindly ask first, and I will return the favour. Open to developing tinyplots. Atlantis is my client of choice! (Guide)
Looking very much like a sheep with its neck and limbs stretched too long, this fluffy camelid gazes around with an animated mien, clearly considering herself the most important llama in existence as she flutters her bold eyelashes. She is covered from head to hooves with curly purple fur, which begs to be touched and pressed against the cheek, if one could get past the llama's protective, glittering eyes. Her mouth is scrunched up, large teeth protruding, ready to spit at a moment's notice as she snuffles the air with her soft,velvety nose. Two longish ears protrude from her head, occasionally turning this way and that to detect stray noises. Between her ears is a patch of furless scalp in the shape of a diamond.
A fluffy purple llama with bold eyelashes looks to be crushingly strong.
Edit : Feeds were meat, oat, veg, bodoru, and suporu. (Not sure if reagents count?)
"Oh yeah, you're a naughty mayor, aren't you? Misfile that Form MA631-D. Comptroller Shevat's got a nice gemstone disc for you, but yer gonna have to beg for it."
With a careful mien, a fluffy amber llama with supple furry wings stands guard here.
Looking very much like a sheep with its neck and limbs stretched too long, this fluffy camelid gazes around with a careful mien, clearly considering herself the most important llama in existence as she flutters her supple furry wings. She is covered from head to hooves with curly amber fur, which begs to be touched and pressed against the cheek, if one could get past the llama's protective, glittering eyes. Her mouth is scrunched up, large teeth protruding, ready to spit at a moment's notice as she snuffles the air with her soft, velvety nose. Two longish ears protrude from her head, occasionally turning this way and that to detect stray noises. Between her ears are stray strands of fur growing in ringlets. She is called 'Teena.'
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edited October 2017
Got mah swan, and we're both jaded cynics:
a shimmering svelte swan graced with gossamer cloud wings
With a jaded indifference, a shimmering svelte swan graced with gossamer
cloud wings glides through the air here.
Curves and lines indicative of refinement at its best, this swan exemplifies queenly majesty with a
shimmering svelte physique. Full and expansive, she flaunts gossamer cloud wings in a dazzling
display of flight and feathers. Gazing at the world from keen, emerald green eyes, this cygnus is no
common waterfowl. With a jaded indifference, she glides upon the gentle currents of the air,
utilising the breeze as easy as a fish swims in water. She is called 'Agnette.'
A shimmering svelte swan graced with gossamer cloud wings is quite powerful.
She weighs about 200 pounds.
Her feedbag is brimming with food and she is looking well-fed.
She is loyal to Lady Sylandra Shevat, the Winter Sonata.
A shimmering svelte swan graced with gossamer cloud wings is holding:
"Oh yeah, you're a naughty mayor, aren't you? Misfile that Form MA631-D. Comptroller Shevat's got a nice gemstone disc for you, but yer gonna have to beg for it."
The rare sight of a massive snow phoenix is resplendent and shimmering, his arctic wings refracting light amidst numerous facets and edges. Snow swirls in eddying patterns about his slender, swan-like frame, chilling his glacial body and sharp feathers with fractals of frost that disappear in a whisper. Still, icy plumes crest and flare upon the avian's forehead like a crown of icicles. Glowing golden eyes gaze with a chilled impassiveness, a cold demeanour that is regal and dignified. As the phoenix beats his slender wings, eddies of snow are born that drive the temperature to plummet dramatically. He is called 'Saarhaki.'
Massive.
"May this be the first of many new experiences for you, Heart of the Crescendo," Czixi says, smile quirking. "The future is an exciting place."
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Edit : Forgot the other thingy.
With a disinterested slump, a void-black swan graced with wraith-like, skeletal wings glides through the air here.
Veiled with impregnable thoughts, an iridescent strix manifests here upon colourless wings emitting a pale illumination, its wise gaze unblinking.
Edit : Thingy again.
Time for round three I suppose.
unobtrusively watchful and curious, a toughened strix manifests here upon striated wings of pale light, its wise gaze unblinking.
Owl-like in form, the enigmatic nature of this legendary strix speaks to its inability to remain corporeal, causing it to linger somewhere in between. Argent talons, foreboding and razor sharp, extend from the tips of his four silver feet, which, when standing on solid ground, give him the height of a maturing fawn. toughened feathers cloak his body and two longer tufts sweep backwards from the crest of his head, as if he wore a crown of his own design. Occasionally, the placid strix clicks his wickedly long, curved beak and he periodically shifts his striated wings of pale light that cascade majestically from his back. unobtrusively watchful and curious, his unblinking, glowing eyes stare deeply at the world, as if he sees what others do not, and a sense of guarded insight manifests within the aura of confidence that surrounds him. Faint wisps of ethereal energy follow his every movement and a palpable spectral whispering trails in his wake.
and 1 zimoru later:
lingering unimposingly, a gossamer strix manifests here upon sytgian-streaked, storm-feathered wings, its wise gaze unblinking.
Owl-like in form, the enigmatic nature of this legendary strix speaks to its inability to remain corporeal, causing it to linger somewhere in between. Argent talons, foreboding and razor sharp, extend from the tips of his four silver feet, which, when standing on solid ground, give him the height of a maturing fawn. gossamer feathers cloak his body and two longer tufts sweep backwards from the crest of his head, as if he wore a crown of his own design. Occasionally, the foreboding strix clicks his wickedly long, curved beak and he periodically shifts his sytgian-streaked, storm-feathered wings that cascade majestically from his back. lingering unimposingly, his unblinking, glowing eyes stare deeply at the world, as if he sees what others do not, and a sense of guarded insight manifests within the aura of confidence that surrounds him. Faint wisps of ethereal energy follow his every movement and a palpable spectral whispering trails in his wake.
Curves and lines indicative of refinement at its best, this swan exemplifies queenly majesty with a silvery physique. Full and expansive, she flaunts snowy white wings in a dazzling display of flight and feathers. Gazing at the world from drowsy silver eyes, this cygnus is no common waterfowl. With a graceful countenance, she glides upon the gentle currents of the air, utilising the breeze as easy as a fish swims in water.
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a silvery swan graced with olive green wings flecked with gold
Curves and lines indicative of refinement at its best, this swan exemplifies kingly majesty with a silvery physique. Full and expansive, he flaunts olive green wings flecked with gold in a dazzling display of flight and feathers. Gazing at the world from smooth, calm eyes of caramel, this cygnus is no common waterfowl. With a handsome flair, he glides upon the gentle currents of the air, utilising the breeze as easy as a fish swims in water.
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A fuzzy peach squonkabonk with pus-filled pustules
A mass of fuzzy peach skin, the squonkabonk is a horrible malformation of the smaller squonk, making the tiny, hideous fae quite attractive in comparison. Warts cover every bit of the poor creature's form, from her bulbous, stumpy tail, to the swollen maw upon her face. Beneath the protruding flap of flesh upon her brow, the fae's deep emerald eyes glimmer, providing the only beauty afforded to her otherwise grotesque figure. A constant stream of glittering tears falls steadily down the beast's cheeks, pooling in a puddle about her that fills the air with the scent of all things foul. Protruding out from amidst the puckers along her back are pus-filled pustules which shift about as she waddles around on her four stumpy legs.
[happy with swans, will most probably zimoru the squonkabonk]
[waiting on Strix]
With a calm visage, a sleek swan graced with stately silver wings glides through the air here.
Curves and lines indicative of refinement at its best, this swan exemplifies kingly majesty with a sleek physique. Full and expansive, he flaunts stately silver wings in a dazzling display of flight and feathers. Gazing at the world from iridescent eyes of wonder, this cygnus is no common waterfowl. With a calm visage, he glides upon the gentle currents of the air, utilising the breeze as easy as a fish swims in water. He is called 'Basileios.'
a russet wyvern with vapourous wings of hissing steam
Serpentine in her lissome build, this wyvern stands upon two powerful hind legs, preceded by a set of front legs that are smaller, but clawed and savage. Her russet hide glistens amidst skittering violet sparks, her scales ever-wreathed in a sweltering heat that leaves the colours hazy and rippling like a desert mirage. Muscular and slender, the wyvern bares sharp fangs, expelling a puff of hot air with her long snout as she flaps vapourous wings of hissing steam. She flicks her tail idly, bloodstone eyes smouldering like hot coals.
Discord: Rey#1460
You administer a dose of zimoru reagent to a brown-hued strix with fog-like wings of coalesced dew.
A golden glow surrounds her which shimmers and you watch in amazement as she transforms into a
softly lambent strix with ethereal wings cloaked in a fine mist.
Owl-like in form, the enigmatic nature of this legendary strix speaks to its inability to remain
corporeal, causing it to linger somewhere in between. Argent talons, foreboding and razor sharp,
extend from the tips of her four silver feet, which, when standing on solid ground, give her the
height of a maturing fawn. Softly lambent feathers cloak her body and two longer tufts sweep
backwards from the crest of her head, as if she wore a crown of her own design. Occasionally, the
quietly austere strix clicks her wickedly long, curved beak and she periodically shifts her ethereal
wings cloaked in a fine mist that cascade majestically from her back. Gazing neutrally around, her
unblinking, glowing eyes stare deeply at the world, as if she sees what others do not, and a sense
of guarded insight manifests within the aura of confidence that surrounds her. Faint wisps of
ethereal energy follow her every movement and a palpable spectral whispering trails in her wake.
A softly lambent strix with ethereal wings cloaked in a fine mist looks to be crushingly strong.
Gazing neutrally around, a softly lambent strix manifests here upon ethereal wings cloaked in a fine mist, its wise gaze unblinking.
Surrounded by forks of golden lightning, a pale gold thunderbird spreads her leathery wings here, golden eyes glowing with a noble intellect.
The thunderbird is as large as a giant eagle, with head feathers that spread around her neck like a mane and tail feathers that flare out behind her. Her leathery wings are twice as long as the length of her body tip-to-tip and surrounded by forks of golden lightning. With each beat of her wings, the sound of a small thunderclap echoes around her. She preens and cleans her pale gold feathers with a long curved beak, golden eyes glowing with a noble
intellect. She is called 'Speir.'
Sadly, she's still got leather wings....but all the gold
Serpentine in his lissome build, this wyvern stands upon two powerful hind legs, preceded by a set of front legs that are smaller, but clawed and savage. His rose wine hide glistens amidst dancing amber flames, his scales ever-wreathed in a sweltering heat that leaves the colours hazy and rippling like a desert mirage. Muscular and slender, the wyvern bares sharp fangs, expelling a puff of hot air with his long snout as he flaps spectral wings of volcanic ash. He flicks his tail idly, bright eyes shimmering like liquid gold.
Wreathed in dancing amber flames, a rose wine wyvern unfurls spectral wings of volcanic ash here, bright eyes shimmering like liquid gold.
Serpentine in her lissome build, this wyvern stands upon two powerful hind legs, preceded by a set of front legs that are smaller, but clawed and savage. Her bone-white ivory hide glistens amidst blazing streaks of violet fire, her scales ever-wreathed in a sweltering heat that leaves the colours hazy and rippling like a desert mirage. Muscular and slender, the wyvern bares sharp fangs, expelling a puff of hot air with her long snout as she flaps velvety smooth wings. She flicks her tail idly, bright eyes shining a smoky pearl.
Wreathed in blazing streaks of violet fire, a bone-white ivory wyvern unfurls velvety smooth wings here, bright eyes shining a smoky pearl.
A void-black swan graced with soft black wings adorned with silver ribbons.
Curves and lines indicative of refinement at its best, this swan exemplifies queenly majesty with a void-black physique. Full and expansive, she flaunts soft black wings adorned with silver ribbons in a dazzling display of flight and feathers. Gazing at the world from bottomless black eyes, this cygnus is no common waterfowl. With an intelligent gleaming, she glides upon the gentle currents of the air, utilising the breeze as easy as a fish swims in water.
Wreathed in dancing emerald flames, a sable wyvern unfurls churning wings of roiling shadow here, bright eyes shining a startling emerald.
The thunderbird is as large as a giant eagle, with head feathers that spread around his neck like a mane and tail feathers that flare out behind him. His feathered wings are twice as long as the length of his body tip-to-tip and surrounded by crimson lightning. With each beat of his wings, the sound of a small thunderclap echoes around him. He preens and cleans his black feathers with a long curved beak, malachite eyes glinting with a formidable intellect.
Surrounded by crimson lightning, a black thunderbird spreads his feathered wings here, malachite eyes glinting with a formidable intellect.
Shifting and flickering, the air surrounding the phoenix is infused with an intense heat, surrounding him like an aura barely visible to sight yet appearing all the more tangible. His plumage is composed of multicoloured feathers, starting with purple at the shaft and flaring out to gold at the tips. A faint dusting of gold covers each wing, causing them to shine and glimmer. His eyes are round and small, but aglow with a golden heat, as if burning from within while his beak is long and narrow and a deep coal-black in colour. Burning golden sparks dance across the phoenix's plumage every so often, making him a magnificent creature of light, heat and vivid colour.
A gold phoenix perches here, his fiery plumage illuminating the area with golden sparks.
Complete with a light pink coat, this small pony is angry. She has dragonfly wings, and her mane cascades down the backside of her neck. Her large eyes resemble deep blue pools.
A light pink, angry pony with dragonfly wings stands here quietly.
Complete with a silver coat, this small pony is rabid. She has feathered wings, and her mane cascades down the backside of her neck. Her large eyes resemble shimmering pools of blue. She is called 'Fidget.'
A silver, rabid pony with feathered wings stands here quietly.
theatre due to the snowy weather.
hungering malice.
A banded onyx squonkabonk stands here amidst a pool of putrid tears, disfigured limbs protruding out from the many flesh folds along his back.
A mass of banded onyx skin, the squonkabonk is a horrible malformation of the smaller
squonk, making the tiny, hideous fae quite attractive in comparison. Warts cover
every bit of the poor creature's form, from his bulbous, stumpy tail, to the swollen
maw upon his face. Beneath the protruding flap of flesh upon his brow, the fae's pink
eyes glimmer, providing the only beauty afforded to his otherwise grotesque figure. A
constant stream of putrid tears falls steadily down the beast's cheeks, pooling in a
puddle about him that fills the air with the scent of all things foul. Protruding out
from amidst the puckers along his back are disfigured limbs which shift about as he
waddles around on his four stumpy legs.
A banded onyx squonkabonk with disfigured limbs looks to be crushingly strong.
And after training it to fly:
A banded onyx squonkabonk stands here amidst a pool of putrid tears, frigid wings of black ice protruding out from the many flesh folds along his back.
Good lord, @Manteekan must have been channeling David Cronenburg when He made these. I was thinking of using zimoru, but I'm not sure it would get any better. I guess I'll keep my hideous abomination as it is.
crackling with a holy light.
A mass of freckled white skin, the squonkabonk is a horrible malformation of the smaller squonk,
making the tiny, hideous fae quite attractive in comparison. Warts cover every bit of the poor
creature's form, from her bulbous, stumpy tail, to the swollen maw upon her face. Beneath the
protruding flap of flesh upon her brow, the fae's radiant rose-coloured eyes glimmer, providing the
only beauty afforded to her otherwise grotesque figure. A constant stream of rainbow-coloured tears
falls steadily down the beast's cheeks, pooling in a puddle about her that fills the air with the
scent of all things foul. Protruding out from amidst the puckers along her back are mercurial copper
wings which shift about as she waddles around on her four stumpy legs.
A freckled white squonkabonk stands here amidst a pool of rainbow-coloured tears, mercurial copper
wings protruding out from the many flesh folds along her back.
Trailing fluttering motes of dreams, the evanescent form of a timid dream phoenix lingers here, musical wings of crystalline filaments cascading behind her.
Countless minuscule motes from the dream realm have coalesced across the form of this timid dream phoenix, who moves with the instinctive grace of the supernatural. Her plumage trails off in delicate wisps of light that wink out into the ether as they shatter into naught but crepuscular echoes. Of noble and proud bearing, she holds her head high and displays her musical wings of crystalline filaments at every opportunity. Where one would expect the tail of a common phoenix to be, this creature's body simply trails off in fluttering motes of dreams, linking her physical body with her native land of the dream realm.
She's feisty:
She is called 'Ihilani.'
I'm a consent-based roleplayer! Kindly ask first, and I will return the favour. Open to developing tinyplots.
Atlantis is my client of choice! (Guide)
Edit : Feeds were meat, oat, veg, bodoru, and suporu. (Not sure if reagents count?)
With a careful mien, a fluffy amber llama with supple furry wings stands guard here.
Looking very much like a sheep with its neck and limbs stretched too long, this fluffy camelid gazes
around with a careful mien, clearly considering herself the most important llama in existence as she
flutters her supple furry wings. She is covered from head to hooves with curly amber fur, which begs
to be touched and pressed against the cheek, if one could get past the llama's protective,
glittering eyes. Her mouth is scrunched up, large teeth protruding, ready to spit at a moment's
notice as she snuffles the air with her soft, velvety nose. Two longish ears protrude from her head,
occasionally turning this way and that to detect stray noises. Between her ears are stray strands of
fur growing in ringlets. She is called 'Teena.'
a shimmering svelte swan graced with gossamer cloud wings
Wait a sec...
Massive.
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