There are 11 different major gods and domains in this world, but the most relevant one, for us at least, is the God of Winds. His territory is that of the Plateau to the west of the Central Sea. It is said that his voice is heard in the flutter of wings and the rush of air through the abundant bamboo of the northern pseudokarsts; the susurration of the grassy plains; the howling, tearing blasts of the ever-spinning vortex that has hovered off the western edge of his territory, between it and the northern edges of the Ice-Lord's domain, for nigh on a thousand years. The god of wind and travel can be capricious, more vicious than visitors may assume at first glance given the generally friendly nature of his wanderlust-stricken followers. But this of course should not be given too much mind so long as you mind yourself as you visit...

a snippet from a project in progess, some background intro stuff for an interactive fiction thing where you explore my lair (slow going but i keep coming back to it every now and then). FR with the serial numbers filed off, and shapeshifting inhabitants who have both 'feral' dragon and beastclan-like (bipedal/anthro) forms.)

Old art of Zorro #6596339, (done in october 2020).

[image 1: an xxy midnight/jade wildclaw with iridescent, shimmer, and smirch genes. Zorro is wearing Emerald Deepsea Bulb, Skulking Mandible Helmet and Chitin Breastplate, Ebony Filigree Gauntlets, Counselor Rings, Current Catch, Glowing Blue Clawtips, and Mourner's Weapons. He is also wearing Accent: Jewels of the Kraken.] [image 2: a coloured and shaded bust of Zorro, the previously described wildclaw, with his mouth open and showing off some sharp somewhat wolf-like teeth.]

Rampardos and Shiny Rampardos... smoke strike/midnight blend/stonewash pachy, fire unusual eyes.

stone strike/berry lacquer/berry pachy, fire unusual eyes.

okay but hear me out

Look out below!

Allegro #57409469 and Legato #57409404. big wife and small husband. sketched and lined in March-April 2020, finished around June-July of the same year.

image descriptions under the cut.

[image 1: Allegro, a water-eyed female-pose banescale with carrot orange savannah, charcoal tear, and orca wraith genes. /end id] [image 2: Legato, a nature-eyed male pose banescale with berry red savannah, saffron orange safari, and lead skeletal genes. /end id]

[image 3: a digital art 4-panel comic page. each panel is the same size and makes up a horizontal rectangle. the first shows two of the clanbound banescale eggs, brown with ridges and hornlike structures, sitting on grass with a blue sky background. superimposed are two boxes which read 'We survived' and 'You and I'. The second panel shows a young Allegro from the chest up, the top half of a wing is visible. She is stretching towards the top right and some lines and notes like sheet music indicate she is singing. A text box that reads 'And those who survive have a duty' sits in the top left of the panel. The third and fourth panels are sections of the same scene, two banescales - Allegro and Legato, a smaller banescale, cuddling with their heads together in the third panel. a textbox that sits partially behind their heads reads 'Our duty is to do our best to keep on living'. the final panel shows the bottom half of their bodies, and between their feet are two eggs which look like a mix of the banescale ones and unhatched wind eggs, brown ridged with green swirls. some bamboo sprouts up from the bottom corners and reach up into the third panel. superimposed at the bottom of the fourth panel is a textbox which reads 'Even if our lives are not perfect'. At the bottom of the page is an attribution that sources the text as a quote from Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage, by Haruki Murakami." /end id]

Sharing some old art (from 2019) of Ihme #53042909, she/her.

[image 1: a female-pose Ridgeback with Abyss Savannah, Phthalo Seraph, and Spearmint Underbelly genes, wearing a brown bandanna camouflaging a rattlesnake peering over her shoulder. she has a harness strapped across her chest and hip with some bags and a cleaver attached to it, and a feathered tail twist. a small ferret is perched on her tail, and she has some Lichtenberg-figure type scarring across her wing and upper body. /end id.]

[image 2: a greyscale sketchy portrait of the aforementioned Ridgeback, showing her from the shoulder up, as well as a clawed hand holding the cleaver. she has a serious expression. /end id]

I sometimes make breeding cards just for fun, these are some i made for two of my g1 pairs.

featured dragons: Cathode #86296380 and Anode #66243404, and Wolffia #61325689 and Lemna #65080516. image descriptions under the cut.

[image 1: a rectangular graphic showing two sandsurge dragons on the left and right and their breeding outcome details in the center. green text reads: CATHODE.ANODE STORMSURGE prim: tapir sec: diamondback tert: augment. below the text are the possible colour outcomes in rectangular swatches. the background is a faint green circuitboard photograph, a slightly smaller translucent white rectangle is superimposed on it. /end id]

[image 2: a rectangular graphic showing four veilspun dragons - an adult female to the left and an adult male to the right, and two hatchlings at the bottom left and right corners with white outlines. the adults are wearing pond-plant themed accents. the background is an edit of some flight rising scenes, foxfire grove and woodland path, with a translucent white overlay. the pair's outcome details are set at the center with some more semi-opaque white underneath, with large text proclaiming the title: Duckweed Darlings, and below that the following in smaller text: 50/50 Arc/Sphinxmoth 50/50 Web/Hawkmoth 85/15 Flecks Capsule. the text is left-aligned, and to the right and below of it are the swatches for the possible colour outcomes.

ComsatCheshire #81151266, (it/he/she), from the song 'Alice' by The Mechanisms, from their album Tales To Be Told, Volume II. some additional notes in her bio.

It came pre-equipped with a silhouette scroll so i'm showing off both poses here. click the large image for better detail. image descriptions under the cut.

[image 1: a reference sheet for a mechanical vaguely cat-like robot design based on an aether dragon. It has two pairs of purple solar panel 'wings' extending from its shoulder and hip area, and a segmented neck and tail. there is a slit in its middle where a smaller more birdlike wing shape can fit. There are rectangular lights extending from its cheeks and the final three segments of its tail. it is coloured in various shades of pink and purple, with black and grey accents. there is a colour palette and some additional detail sketches scattered around the main reference pointing out how the arms and legs can fold in on themselves and that it has retractable claws. There are two sketches of 'needle drones DE and DM', a single 'eye' set above two prongs that near each other to form a needle-like shape, and lifted by a propellor on top. a note states that they can generate charge for beam attacks. There is a top-view of the design to the left of the main reference. /end id.]

[image 2 and 3: aether dragons with Shadow common eyes and Bubblegum Spool, Shadow Thread, and Platinum Flutter genes. The first is the female-pose and the second is the male-pose. /end id.]

[image 4: an animated pixel gif of my mecha design bobbing in place. The various parts shuffle up and down with irregular timing to emphasise that they are not solidly connected as one form. the middle wing-form flaps up and down, and the tail and head-antennae wobble slightly. /end id.]

Looking for FR blogs to follow

Second time's the charm, right? Your local robotic croc is seeking more FR blogs to look at and interact with (I promise I'm not gonna bite 🐊).

Mostly stuff like lore clans because I think they're fun and want to read through people's stuff.

Fellow Bane, Boa, Snoot, and Snurge enjoyers.

If you have robot fandragons, I will look at them with big and wonder-filled eyes.

apparently today is international asexuality day (6th of April), so heres some space aspec dragons for y'all, old lady astronomers Europa #24011229 and Callisto #2593527.

images described under the cut.

[image 1: A female-pose Guardian dragon with Silver Tapir, Violet Peregrine, and Charcoal Spines genes. She is wearing a Smokeswirl, Purple Birdskull Wingpiece, Silver Flower Crown, Ebony Filigree Breastplate, Dusk Rogue Vest, Echo Eater Tasset, and Sly Glance. /end id]

[image 2: A female-pose Nocturne dragon with Arcane Unusual eyes, and Silver Tapir, Purple Striation, and Violet Lace genes. She is wearing a Golden Starswirl, Light Aura, Advisor Overcoat, Helpful Healer's Reference, Nebula Starsilk Earrings, and Onyx Roundhorn. Also wearing Accent: Starmalade. /end id]

custom skincent i made for Kyurem #77918228, came in recently! (they as in plural if referring to both, Zekrom (curled horns) he/they and Reshiram (upright horns) she/they.)

[image: a female-pose Aberration with Shale Diamond and Orca FIssure genes. they are wearing Skin: Ideal Truth which gives them two pairs of feathered wings, off-black on Zekrom's side and icy blue on Reshiram's side of the body. it also affects their horns, darkening the tips of Zekrom's and adding a white-blue gradient to Reshiram's. /end id.]

Signal #56424467 and Noise.

Green eyes peer over halfmoon glasses as you enter the foyer of the Mortuary. The shadow-y Coatl robed in dark red and black behind the counter looks up and sing-songs a greeting, "Hello, I'm Signal, xe/they." Gesturing to the corvid on their shoulder xe adds "This is my familiar Noise, he/it". You note the large green eye set in its chest, and realise it is a Death Seeker— that might have been expected, they're common in such business'. "You wanted a quick lesson on spirits? Well, I'll try to condense it a little for you...

[image: A male-pose Coatl with Shadow Skink, Blush Shimmer, and Pearl Runes genes, wearing Advisor Rings, Darksteel Halfmoon Spectacles, Raven Woodguard, Psion Overcoat, Helpful Healer's Calling, Conjurer's Herb Pouch, and Rose Gold Steampunk Tail Bauble. Also wearing Accent: Friends from Within. To their right is a Death Seeker familiar, a purple-black raven with a green eye set in its chest. The background is scene: ghostlight ruins. /end id]

The Solitary Sea

sorta TMA statement fic, but vaguely in my fr lore setting. expanded version, original: 31st March 2023. does not have a bad end.

word count: ~950 cw: isolation/loneliness, thalassaphobia, loss + related grief, brief minor dark/blindness.

//File L/14.S/07.P.D.U Statement regarding an experience while diving near the Eastern Cliffs of the Ascent. ----- Sometimes I believe I dreamed it up, a false-memory or hallucination of some sort, but experiences like these linger, don't they? Whenever I feel too alone a chill sets in, and I remember. Recently I heard that some collect these sorts of tales and decided to come in and talk about it.

It had been a while since i met up with any of my friends. I had always been a bit of an introvert but it had been getting to me lately, the coldness of an empty house that hadn't been home since…since my partner passed away.

Well, when I got the invitation for a roadtrip beach vacation it seemed like a prompt from our god of winds himself, a nudge towards travel and adventure and fun. I was granted leave from work and my bags were packed and ready for the journey.

When I arrived at the meeting point it seemed like everyone had at least one other with them, aside from me. I felt that familiar dull pain in my chest, and I tried to push it away in favor of catching up with the others, though it lingered and cut when I noticed they only asked about work and kept to superficial small talk with me.

Still, I felt like things went well enough until the day of the dive.

I woke up, alone, arm outstretched over empty space, a familiar yawning chasm seeming to eat me up from the inside. I got up nonetheless, ate breakfast quietly, followed the others as we geared up and headed to the beach.

It was a little after I got in to the water that it happened. I realised, suddenly, that I was somehow alone in an expanse of blue.

I felt both weightless and weighed down at once, slowly floating—no, sinking—in that body of water. Looking up I caught rays of light from the ever-receding surface of the sea i found myself in. i could see nothing but water in all directions; no boat above me, no floor or reef, no sea creatures—

A large shadow was cast over my vision as something crossed overhead, a ripple sent outwards from its path, the soundless void slowly filling with a quiet mournful whale song.

There was no reply or accompaniment.

I became aware of the beating of my heart, a slow and steady pulsing in my chest despite my almost-panic, aware that my lungs were filling and emptying with no regard for the ocean around me, aware of the fact that I was all alone in this vast emptiness apart from the shadow of the whale, which had since passed me by.

I saw almost no difference between when I closed my eyes and when I tried to peer through the dark blue-green that now surrounded me, and I felt so, so, alone—it ate at me, the loneliness, and I couldn’t recall the last time I experienced anything else—

A bubble containing only I, cut off from the world around me.

I begin to despair, hoping for something, anything, to happen, some sort of change. I dug into my memories to find a scrap of warmth—

A memory of companionship so different from the cold water I could feel then that it was like a shock to my system—an arm slung over my shoulders, a friendly voice calling my name and the sense-memory of freshly-cut grass, laughter, and bright sunlight, almost blinding after the darkness I had become accustomed to.

I clung to it, desperate, and felt something change the more I recalled, as if I were submerged in a warm bath instead of glacial waters, like a patient recovering from hypothermia.

When I opened my eyes it was to a surprising sight. Before me was a colourful reef teeming with fish, the silhouettes of my friends only a short stretch ahead.

After, I breached the surface. And when I finally took a breath of fresh air on solid land it felt like my first in ages. ----- Supplementary: That was an encounter with I have decided to call The Solitary Sea (of the records from those who came back to tell their tale at least). I told them if they ever feel that creeping coldness, that loneliness– simply remember that they have those who will feel their absence, and to cling to that warmth no matter how distant it may seem. Regardless of how much it seemed like a platitude, I also recommended trying to forge closer bonds with their friends, making new ones, or perhaps getting a pet or several if their lifestyle allowed for it.

The Solitary Sea appears to be a somewhat localised phenomenon. In our investigation we found there were cases around there where the bodies of those gone missing surfaced years in the future with little to show the passage of time, and a commonality of note is that, well, no one noticed they were gone for a while. Given the few survivor's accounts it seems that the counter for this particular Instance is, cheesy as it sounds, the power of love for others in any form, a strong platonic or romantic connection to another living being.

I will make a note to the local spirit-seers to keep an eye out for any Lost in that area, though given the lengthy historical records I believe the Sea to be a manifestation of The One Alone, with aspects of the Endless Void, separating those it takes further from our plane of existence than the Veil which obscures spirits. … I'm glad this case had a happy ending. Transcription by the Archivist.

Tatsu #49917436, a totally normal Fae. (it/its)

it... seems like a fae? it doesn't really do anything that out of the ordinary, but its tone is more variable than the standard fae, and there's a jerkiness to their movements sometimes, like a poorly-controlled puppet.

[image: a male-pose fae composed of Light Aura, Bishoujo Observation, Frostfaerie Wings, Fin Jewels, Blue Birdskull Headdress, Conjurer's Cloak, and Ghost Flame Cloak, through the use of Marva's Invisibility Cloak. /end id]

Psst! Hey. You. Yes, you. We heard one of Galore's colleagues dropped off a gift for players, but it's only available until April 4th.

You got that? Galore's Glorious Gifts before 06:00 server time, Thursday April 4, 2024.

Fairybread #68108423 and Nonpareil #66288455, Baker and Confectioner of the simply named 'Bakery'.

[image 1: a Banana flaunt/Mulberry flair gened male-pose Obelisk wearing Horizon Starsilk Scarf, Bubbly Bisque Ovalcrown, Violet Flowerfall, Nebula Starsilk Earrings, Night Sky Wing Silks, Meadow Apron, Tutor Mitts, Dark Harvest Sandals, and Meadow Towel. Also wearing skin Accent: Crystalspine Guardian. /end id]

[image 2: a Grapefruit basic/ Mulberry flair gened female-pose Obelisk wearing Horizon Starsilk Earrings, Bowman's Quiver, Blossoming Sash, Bowman's Cape, Rose Harvest Robe, Marigold Flower Crown, Golden Seraph Armpiece, and Chancellor Mitts. /end id]

Did this sketchy-style bust at the end of last year, Clover #89557662 for TETRAHEDR0N on Flight Rising. [image 1: black and white headshot of an Aether dragon peering out of an angled ellipse portal with a clover motif. They appear happy and alert. Some bokeh-type glowy effects fill the background. /end id] [image 2: a male-pose aether with Coral Clown primary, Cottoncandy Flair secondary, and Murk Starfall tertiary genes. /end id]