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Hi there, hello. Snicker Ok, okay. I promise I won't do that too much. Remember, promises are just frivolous excuses to get punished later. Anyway, on to me. Imaginary drumroll sounds My name is Faith. You might have noticed that I'm a bit insane and vocally proud of it. I'm also an out and out proud submissive in the irl sense. As a writer, I'm much more flexible but I still definitely have a sub lean to my preferences. Shocker, I know. Unimpressed cricket noises Geez, tough crowd. Now, I promise you I don't roleplay like this. It's more or less my flair for the dramatic that causes it. I've been an on

Deciding right now between a bunny-eared Gunlugger, a fox-eared Gunlugger, or a post-apocalypse Dwarven Faceless. After I've decided that I'll look into answering/asking things. Thematically the reference picture for the Faceless fits what I imagine the setting to be best (and being a small wrecking ball of a person sounds amusing), but somebody obsessed with firearms and shooting things does sound pretty fun too. But it also depends on what limits we want mutations to have.

I think if we are doing animalistic traits as mutations it definitely leaves open a wide range of variance between the type that are more or less Human with animal features (ears and a tail) and humanoid anthros covered with fur.

Well, while I consider whether or not to answer, give an introduction for what I am thinking for my character. Going to play up that evolved from animals things (going to take a few lion inspirations in his case), whether we have some humans left or not. The playbook did not really say anything about it, could be changed, but I’m assuming a Brainer is something you are born as. Some of this will be a little up in the air, not sure how he will play out, how much he will fit the implied personality in the playbook. He his own character, but will have some similarities with a certain alien telepath a few of you know, but the world, nature of

Canata silently stared at the mark for a second. Evaluating it, but showing no hint on her face if she recognized whose mark was. Ancient demon she was, perhaps she did, perhaps not. Might have considered it more fun to not clarify. “Well you are no fun. Mine aren’t marks of ownership though. Not long term at least. Just opens their eyes for a bit…and lets me visit their dreams. But these humans won’t be marked long enough for that.” That was something to consider if any came back for more. “Only special cases get long term attention.” She thought back fondly to the process with Emiri, one of the few to have it long term. She did

Oh geez, what a drag... The lady next to me is crying? Toshiro listened to Kari and after she finished her speech the crowd clapped loudly. The district president stepped back up into the podium announcing that they would be announcing diplomas and scholarships, between all of that mess Toshiro looked over to Takamo who was between texting on his phone and looking up to see which students were next. He was waiting for Teru and Kyouka who seemed to be toward the back of whatever waiting lift. The middle brother sighed and leaned back against his seat, looking toward Kari again in thought. Finally, Kyouka announced, being given a di

Shinigami made sure to let the girls pull the milk out of her, letting them drink something the both of them never had tasted before. It was not from a human, not demonic but it was milk. A nourishing flow of warmth that the two happily fed on to regain strength. In the way she was made, Shinigami was able to enjoy quite a lot of options but also provide... Reika's ingenuity at least shone on that side. Once finally done, the two pulled back, looking at each others before they looked at the fox who pet their head. "Good... Now you can withstand some more. I will be nearby...", she said before she got up and glared at Micori. "You've had your

Canata quietly watched, more interesting to learn what she could about that one. Micori, and the demon at her side had not seemed to have the same effect on her as the humans. Shinigami was less likely to open minded to her words. It would perhaps take the women drinking from her as the more likely source to convince her to give in. Even that was far from certain. Shinigami came off more like a mother of the two women, her protectiveness and what they were doing to her. Something Canata had some understanding of, even if from a demon’s point of view. It was a nice view too. She did not mind just watching, until the humans were done, s