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Monster Musume: Everyday life with Monsters.

I love how I don't exist.

@PaulHaynek

I think your character was accepted to be put in the Characters tab?

@Daemanis Do you think our characters could fit in? :o

Legends of Tamriel (An Elder Scrolls Roleplay/Parody)

Canceled 2.0

Monster Musume: Everyday life with Monsters.

cough cough

*inhales*

Character sheet with art is finally done. :P

Dolores Dutchlanders

Name: Dolores Dutchlanders

Nickname: (If applicable) the duchess, duchy… (dolly for lover)

Age: 21

Species: Subterranean Hive. (female royal guard)

Description:
She’s a short girl. Has big red eyes, purple hair, pink-ish tendrils hanging from her head. Her freckles let’s people guess at her true hair-color. She does have a terrible fashion sense, however. With her green eye-brows and yellow shirts with brown stains making a lot of people freak out.
Other than this, she seems to be completely human.


Personality:

She loves to be housed in a basement or an enclosed room in an apartment. Or as she calls them: “Beast-ments”. She’ll decorate and hick cobwebs will be everywhere.
She tends to curl up to eat cookies. Punches the life out of intruders if she finds any. She is lighthearted, a bit less then educated (even for her classes) and really expressive in her movements. She has a bit of a sweet tooth and can’t stop eating cotton candy.
At night, however, this little lady goes out (fully fashioned in black clothes) and digs her way into criminal organizations... and organs. She loves hero stories and comics. But she will gladly set them aside for a nice family dinner.

Occupation: Tele-Student and secret vigilante. (Or at least she thinks she is…)

History: Being born among many of the hive-beings, she was destined for a life of eternally serving as a royal guard to whoever was the queen. Her hive was new and found rather quickly just before the cultural exchange between species bill was released. Needless to say, it did not end well for most of her older siblings. The rest of her upbringing happened between various families. With every switch she became less and less pleasant of people walking into her private area.(room)

Ultimately, the prolonged experiments provided a freedom serum. It would let her no longer be subjugated to the pheromones of a queen. Unless the government instituted an alarm and an overwhelming pheromone dump. But she wouldn’t mindlessly spin in circles after being ripped away from her family. The potion of milk and honey came at a great expense, however. She would age faster and no longer be able to reach the hundreds of years most of her family would.

Now that her youth would not be spend near her queen, she was shipped off and enslaved for a whole year. In that time, she was forced to learn the customs of humans and how to live by their standards. They wanted to run tests on the “reverse immortality potion” and suck the benefits out of it for human trials. When they discovered that she and all the othered captured members were of no use to them, they assigned them to an even earlier death.
House Shared With:
(leave this one blank and I will assign monsters to houses with humans which can be edited in later)

An offering you cannot refuse

Sure.

Eh.. you could still set the tone for your parent-at-home-life if you wanted too? :o

D&D 5e - Lost Mine of Phandelver

a bit lengthy

The eastern wind made the trees wave. The gentle beams of light tickled the skin of all living creatures in these woods. The whispers thrown in the wind went by unheard. A song woke up the midday sun. Colorful feathers of oceanblue hugged their fluffy babies gently. The woodland giants offered some time away from the blazing glory that was the sun. A humble stream began to kindly caress a few woolly bunny as it cooled itself. Completely in tune with nature, there was a fine toe-tipping. This set of footprints left behind, the smell of fresh air filled every lung. A hand stroked the finely shaped bark. The grass was a silk blanket on the sturdy ground. The floor that would gladly hug you and came along with you everywhere you went. The peace and serenity of the many hours would provide many generations of youthful wanderers with quiet and calm.
Though this delightful place had many wonders, a falling star was the one that brought about the change that so few had expected to see. It were not horns that brushed the bushes. Nor was it fire spreading across the branches. Amongst the engulfing wall of greens that flourished with brightly colored flowers, there moved the face of a calm and relaxed goblin. His eyes seemed soothed as his hair was up straight. The open road and the horses on it smiled to him as he crossed it at a calm pace. All of heavens glory seemed to stare down to him. His nose tipped down. He rose up to heights beyond the place a goblin could ever hope to reach. Much to everyone’s surprise, there were 2 doomed eyes glaring from behind his pretty ears. The feathered ones took to silence. The wind fell from the sky. At the screech of the gobbler, all hope was lost.
From sockets of deep dark valleys there came 2 raging swords. Eyes that pierced soul, heart and will. Their glances following and judging every move. They seemed to blink but once to let some lines of blood pass, opening with an unchanged resolve. It did not help that the goblins head was without a body. “It was bad that these eyes had turned to face me.” So thought the goblin. But the silence ensued by that voice… that was the worst. He broke a cold sweat.

“I better run.” Alas, no matter the attempts, it’s shaking knees refused. “I better fight!” But for some reason that crossbow had become very heavy. To its surprise the goblins arms were shaking. The sun was shining and there was a nice cool breeze. “Why can’t I feel it?” Frozen in place he stood, looking helplessly as he thought of the sounds he heard, the friends and how they were lost…
Tears began to run down the goblins cheeks as he relived the entire battle. His heart was racing again. Every breath taking shorter.
The pounding in its head became heavier with every passing moment of pure and prolonged agony.
A terrible screaming voice shook him out of his dreams.
“Surrounded? What?” His blurry vision now turned to the side, “Watermelons? What did watermelons have to do with…” His eyes widened as he turned his head back. “Stop there… There it was… a rigged watermelon! …and there!... another one…“ He began shaking his head left and right looking for a way out without passing watermelons.
On every meter, on every foot, on every inch there the green watermelons.
“But wait.. maybe they aren’t all green and mean?”
As the goblin glanced over from behind the tree, standing there, he saw a big green blood-drenched monster that looked just like him. And seemingly right at him.
“Much bigger this beast was…” He wanted to turn back to searching for an escape when he shortly and suddenly realized:
“Oh god… that was… Steeve?”
Turning once more at that horrific creature of overwhelming power, he nearly vomited.
The crossbow left a gentle thump in the background as he covered his mouth.
“This gargantuan creature had 2 bolts sticking out of his neck and was standing up high and mighty like nothing happened… was he immortal.. was that.. the blood of his enemies?”
Ensnared by the vine like thoughts that had crept up on him, seemingly a salvations voice came to him: “Surrender now”… A relieving thought passed his mind.. “What if he was not hunted? What if this was a way out of the misery? No more poop-eating they had to do to survive?” It slightly calmed the creature as it saw a way out. “A way! No water melons there!” He bend over to pick up his crossbow. “And your head…!” From the corner of his eye he saw an axe as big as his body.
“My head?”
The brute continued “Won’t end up like this!!”. With the goblins attention completely focused on the blood covered warrior, the axe-wielder took hold of an ear with his canine teeth.
He then tore off nearly half the goblins head… A stinging sense of phantom pain shocked through his ears. He rubbed his to check if everything was still on there. 2 short breaths of silence later, he slowly picked up his crossbow. With slightly shaking lifted hands he and his friend moved towards the cruel master standing a tree-line away from the open road. “We surrender!” They cried out. “Don’t kill us, please…” They dropped to their knees.

technical details

Moves to G20. (using an extra movement to act 'cool' as he walks over the rough terrain rocks)

Action: Intimidation on goblins within 30feet.

Supernatural creatures and humans trying to live in harmony (Dead)

@Letmehaveone2

Seeing the boy turn into his human form left slacky a bit conflicted..
She got red cheeks and hid away in her hair. She shuffled herself past him as she mumbled:

"You're a gentlemen. Holding the door for me is so kind..."

She turned her attention to the person behind the counter: "Did you see that? He's a gentlemen!"

Legends of Tamriel (An Elder Scrolls Roleplay/Parody)

canceled.

Legends of Tamriel (An Elder Scrolls Roleplay/Parody)

canceled.

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