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All this talk of interspecies mixing got me wondering just how exactly our various species are related so I made up this little chart of evolutionary relations just based on proximity to each other plus similarities in pictures and descriptions.


I can't believe somebody actually made a chart.
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You. I like you.
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Every good universe needs a sarlacc pit equivalent.


I've seen enough hentai to know where this is going.
They'd probably live anywhere on the map that is a moist forested area, like a wooded river or swamp. It's not over powered since they are very slow, and don't attack unless you touch their tentacles. They're very rare, being so large, but the exact numbers, as well as other things, are up to RPer interpretation.


They seem okay with me. Slow creatures are easy to avoid. Are they in any way mindful of where they step or would they just walk through a village, taking down everything in it's path, so to speak?
I was pretty sure we had agreed on no megafauna. Despite the fact that they are fungi, the argument stands.


For future reference, where is the line drawn for megafauna?
There was a moment of silence as Cor and Ima looked at each other with a pleasant expression before the white furred Soruli turned and made a caw for attention to the three creatures below.

Holding up the red fruit for a moment, he waved pleasantly making a graceful leap down to the ground with his brown eyes curved upward.

Keeping a small distance between himself and the three creatures, he waits for a moment, observing them. He pauses, his eyes focusing on the muzzle of the leader as the fruits in his hold drop to the ground.

Cor makes a worried cooing sound, lifting a hand to touch a mirror of the location on his own face, quickly reaching down to grab at a folded leaf held around his waist by a piece of vine, pulling it from the make-shift belt to unfold it.

A thick light orange paste rests within and Cor alternates his gaze from it to the leader before dabbing at it with his fingertip and rubbing the paste into the spot on his own face where the scar would be to demonstrate its usage.

He extends to folded leaf toward the leader, eyes conveying worry and his coos of concern continuing to come forth as he shifts from foot to foot.


The trio looked at the white creature with brown eyes that seemed to be their leader, intrigued by the use of the leaf and what it contained. The two females took a step back and watched carefully as the male took one step forward, taking in the sweet scent of the orange paste, tilting his head.

He eyed how the white one rubbed the paste along what would be where his own scar was and gently prodded a claw down into it, tilting his head. As the paste had no horrible effect against him, he pushed two fingers into the paste and padded it out over his scar, a tingling, soft feeling moving through his body as the tense flesh relaxed. He gave up a soft purring sound, his tail wagging slowly.

He looked at the white one and smiled.

"Thank you, graceful... What do they call you?"

One of the females spoke softly.

"I do not think they understand us. All they have said so far is exactly what we said."

The male nodded lightly and turned back to the bird, pointing at him, then tilting his head in a curious way.
I wish to apologize for my recent lack of posting, work has been tough. Really bloody tough.

I'll try to get my stuff together and post during the weekend, when I have a chance to rest my head.
You know what's cool? The internet at my house being knocked out right after I get my computer fixed. That's what's cool. It's like the universe is preventing me from making IC posts on purpose.


It's okay. Things don't always work as intended, we love you anyway.
He had no idea what was said up to them, but guessed that the best way was to show them that they were replication the noises of unison.

Cor nodded to the leader and then leaned his head back, his white mane falling back as he began letting out the replication of the howl, echoed in the next moment by Ima and Mica. They were still garbled in pitch but the likeness was still startlingly close.

After a moment or two, Cor lowered the volume of his howl bit by bit, as he lowered his head to look down at the three beings below them, until the howl was nothing but a soft whisper.

Then silence as he and his mates stopped their replication and he burst into a pleasant tweeting noise, bobbing his head with happiness.

Mica took point on the next step, pointing downward at the food lain out on large leaves, neat piles of fruit of varying colors and sizes all sorted with like options, red fruit with red fruit, yellow with yellow, green with green, hoping that they enjoyed a certain kind so that more could be brought.


The two females had moved up to stand next to the leader as the birds howled, sounding creepily much like their own howls. They looked at the male with their heads tilted, waiting for his order. The male watched them with a confused expression on his face. These were some odd birds. Something about them made the male feel warm inside. Very strange.

When the middle one bobbed his head, the male returned the gesture at best abilities while doing a very bad replication of their tweeting noises.

They followed the motions of the black bird with beautiful light blue eyes to the left as she pointed towards a massive amount of fruits. The three looked at the birds, then back at the fruits, exchanging looks at one another. The younger female picked up one of the smaller green fruits and took a bite out of it, wrinkling her muzzle up at the extremely sour taste, her body shivering.

The male watched her and sceptically picked up a bright red fruit, taking a very small bite out of it. Shortly thereafter the three were devouring the red fruits that had been laid out.

"These fruits are not that bad."

The older female spoke.

"No, but they grow far out of our reach until they are rotten and fall."
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