:General Details:
Name: Kyanna Ry'shervt
Age: Over hundreds of years old.
Apparent Age: 20
Body type: Human with some modifications. i.e, tail & horns
Build: Chubby, but it's all in the right places.
Eye color: Green
Fur/Scale/Skin color: Blue skinned.
Gender: Female
Hair: Blackish blue indigo
Height/Length: 5 foot 3
Location: Where ever the winds take her. She's nomadic.
Orientation: Pansexual
Personality: Quick witted sharp tongue. She's full of smart assed comments, but she's a loving person who gets along with everyone. She won't hesitate to crack a witty retort at someone.
Species: Succubus
Weight: 169
##Description##
Kyanna is blue skinned, green eyed and blessed with a fall of blueish black hair that settles around her ass. The girls hair is sensitive to the touch; pulling it or stroking it is much like touching her skin. The strands however, cannot move, they're only sensitive to touch. Her ears are pointed in the same manner as elves ears and are highly sensitive and tuned to hearing things far away. Ky has a set of upward curved horns mounted on the side of her head, just above her ears. They're a solid black color with no rings or ridges; they're completely smooth. These horns do not have any special purpose, they're just her horns. Though, she could use them to maim you, I suppose...
The girl has a prehensile, arrow shaped tail and with this tail she can freely move it to her will, bending the appendage to wrap around door knobs, pencils, and even her lovers. <3
Kyanna's mouth is like that of a humans except for her teeth, which are pointed like a vampires. However, her 'fangs' as many call them are merely elongated canines and are only used for tearing into her dinner, not your neck.
##Personal Effects##
An iPod: One of the few items that she's stolen. She doesn't normally steal, but... Well, this one happened on a bit of an accident. The guy she bedded down left his bag with his wallet, keys and a few other items at the hotel she rented. She returned everything else, but the iPod. It caught her interest. She'd never seen anything like it before.
A ratty stuffed animal: She found this hideous little bear when she was in her 14th year. She found the poor thing in a dumpster. Its right arm is missing; the bear's ear is torn and missing a hunk, he has no eyes and he's a dingy brown color. He used to be white. This was her only friend in her depressive times. She'll love him until he can't be loved anymore.
##History##
Work in progress because this was just fucking awful.
##Little Lesson on her Species##
The succubus is a demon from legend that supposedly preys on mortal men while he sleeps; a sexual vampire of sorts. The actual name has its origins from late Latin- succuba meaning prostitute, which in turn comes from medieval Latin sub cubaire meaning 'that which lies beneath'. The male version is the incubus (from Latin- 'that which lies above'). There are some sources who claim that the succubus and the incubus are one and the same creature who can change form at will to prey on mortals.
In medieval times, the succubus was seen as a fearsome creature who killed her victims by drinking their breath. This is interesting in that, at the time, the breath was seen as a part of the person's spirit, and in doing so, the succubus was thought to be stealing the victim's soul. Later, the habits of the succubus were deemed to of a more sexual than vampiric nature, and this notion probably arose from the change in social climate that saw sexual deviancy as a mortal sin, and so, those who committed such a sin against God, were deserving of their fate in some way.
Once a succubus gets what she wants from a male, he never wakes up. The Succubus preys on males while they sleep. The succubus draws energy from men in order to sustain herself and she'll continue to drain his energy, through sex, until he's dead.
Ky is loosely based on this old folklore, however, she doesn't invade the dreams of her partners and she doesn't lay with men only. She will sleep with anyone who is willing and she doesn't drain the life energy of her partners. Kyanna just feeds off of the energy, taking what she needs from many, but never one. She cannot bring herself to kill.
This is going to be a serious WIP and a revamping of Kyanna. I... jesus,
this was super fucking cringy. SORRY.
Ginger Marie~
-Every ones favorite fox~-
Age: 20
Body type: Human
Build: Tiny.
Eye color: Green
Fur/Scale/Skin color: Orange fur with darker orange markings at hips.
Gender: Female
Hair: Long orange hair.
Height/Length: 5 foot 3
Occupation: Just a vixen.
Orientation: Pansexual
Personality: Bubbly. Overly moody at times. Happy go lucky vixen looking to make friends.
Species: Fox
Weight: 130
::Artsy Fartsy::
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She's just your average little vixen who loves nothing more than cuddling with people and being in the company of other people. She loves to make friends.
(( A WIP for now. I'm always changing her. She's basically and extension of myself as a fox. I'm weird, she's weird. It's fun.))
Before you is a small flask, corked and sealed with wax. The old blue glass bottle is probably from the late 1800s and that intrigues you. The deep cobalt blue glass is cloudy and dusty and you can't see inside. However, your intuition tells you there is something in that bottle. You reach out and tap it with a finger, the bottle shivers and thrills, a purr almost and taps back. Tink! You stumble back and study the bottle, peering into the dusty bowels of the bottle. Finally you notice a face peering back! What is that?! You stumbled back a bit, catching yourself on the edge of a table. After steading yourself, you wander back to it, this time, a little more carefully.
As if it read your thoughts, the sentient being spoke! " I see you've found me! Nice to meet you, friend! My name is Frisk! Yahoo! I'm a goo!" It trilled and tapped the glass, the bottle shook a little on its shelf.
A goo? What in heavens name! You blink, slightly taken aback by the friendliness of the captured creature. How lond had it been in there. Was it dorment? So many questions wracked your brain that you felt the startings of a headache. Oh boy...
"Since you found me," it started, tapping the glass. "You get to decide what to do with me!! Isn't this fun!" The goo rolled around and you decide to reach out and grab the bottle. As your curiosity sets in, you give the bottle a decent shake, sending the goop sprawling around its bottle. With a shriek and a giggle, it rolled around, leaving a semi-sticky trail around the edges of the bottle.
"Do it again!" It called. You eyeball the bottle, taken by surprise. Shaking it didn't bother it.. Huh. You wonder if its lonely...
After setting the bottle down, you ask it a few questions, hoping to divulge it's secrets. The goo happily opens up and tells you everything you want to know. You're glad you got to meet this creature, but you're still a little scepticle on taking it out of it's bottle.
"You can do what you want with me!" It giggled, tapping the glass once more.
"I can let you out..?" You ask it, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course you can!!!!" It giggled. "I don't bite! No teef!" It chattered happily.
After a small moment of waiting, you decide to pop the cork on the old bottle....
Frisk is now free~
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::Facts about Frisk!::
Frisk is a sentient goo being, although it isn't your average goo. Instead of taking human form, it takes a standard shape roughly the size of a baseball and on occasion, a pumpkin size. It can also grow limbs, ears and tails. Imagine a slime ball with ears?! Funny, huh?
::Shape Changing::
Frisk loves its ball shape, but it does have a female and male anthro form that it can take. While Frisk is in it's female from, it's body is petite with long hair and bigish C-Cup breasts; this never changes, but species may vary with Frisk. Generally it sticks to Feline, Vulpine and Wolven forms.
Frisk in male form is a burly fur of about 6 foot with shoulder length hair, green eyes.
(Frisk/M) is Frisk's male form. Font color will be RED.
(Frisk/F) is its female form. Font color will be Pink/Purple
Frisk is just its regular baseball size goo form. Random colors.
(Frisk/Large) is a large ball of goo. About the size of a pumpkin. Random color.
::Where did it come from?::
Frisk knows nothing of it's past. It just knows it's been around a very long time, jumping from home to home and person to person. It knows it's been handed down from person to person over the years, maybe even centuries... It has no clue of how long it's been around. Frisk has seen many friends come and go, but they all stay with him. He cherishes every memory he makes.
Frisk believes he was created in Mid-Evil times when Alchemist's roamed the world creating ungodly things. He's not sure though, because he's rusty on history, but he knows he could have been someones 'slave' at some point.
(Still a semi-work in progress. A lot has to be done with him. I'm workin' on it.
Brainstorming a character, don't mind this.
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Kar (Karrah)
Dragon: species currently unknown.
25 ish, but looks really young.
Under five foot, tiny, lithe. Tomboy. Small breasted.
:Abilities:
Hiding in plain sight, pick pocketing, blending in with crowds. Inconspicuous.
Short hair, messy pixie cut, gray. Usually seen wearing men's clothing, sometimes a binder to keep her breasts in check, (they're small, but still kinda noticeable). Prefers to look rather boyish, but still refers to herself as female. Not trans. Safer to pretend to be male.
Small horns, dark black, one with a crack. Maybe broken?
Pretty purple eyes, pale lavender skintone, spotted, black rings around wrists and ankles. Spiked tail (kept filed sharp; possible weapon?)
https://charahub.com/character/1081586/Kar-Karrah/public/
W . I . P
Name: Daphne
Age: 26
Species: Crow
Verity Liorë
Species: House Cat
Age: 28
Art (c) to Bones~