Gotreus: Effeminate hydra-man-snake-thing with too many arms and questionable tastes. Licks rocks.
Gaff: Lesbian were-lizard that smells like fish for way too many different reasons.
Jahrinthar: The entire Forest Realm from Gauntlet: Dark Legacy. But with Trolls.
Laird of the Loch: No longer your Fair Maiden, now My Fair Maiden with a bad hair day.
Gankk: A punkass nerd with attitude problems and lasers. Affectionately loves a bat with SYRINGES IN IT WHAT THE HELL DUDE
Acriss/Medusa: Leather fetishist andro guy with snake hair that pretends to never know what you're talking about.
Burwor: All the worst parts of both Miguel and Tulio compacted into a cursed Gnome.
Creyroos: I EAT PEOPLE
Dorofue: Goliath from Gargoyles in a pirate outfit.
Eve White: Seamstress fashion diva mothgirl that's a lowkey weeb.
Foley O'Doule: Whitey Bulger literally in the doghouse.
Auscultaconna: Mothgirl LARPing as Sherlock Holmes sent to social worker hell.
Theta: Death-obsessed Asura that watched Thirteen Ghosts too many times.
Skullie: Transformer fembot that doesn't realize she's too big to be a ninja.
Xeonixxis: Someone polymorphed Longcat into a dragon and launched it into space with nothing but druid books to read.
Caita/Hellkat: Gordon Ramsay's worst Kitchen Nightmare with a love for hammers and unreasonably large guns.
There's not a whole lot of internet space I can talk about this so here will have to do. Having my hair done in a salon was such a first and a unique, fun experience. But at the same time, I felt my distinct otherness with such a magnitude that coupled with the humiliating dysphoria of having my neck/face uncovered that it all feels like a bittersweet, poisonous cocktail that I enjoyed like a night of binge-drinking. Fun...but I don't know if I'll ever want to do it again.
Ever since my new friend and hairstylist expressed such shock at finding out that I'm trans and told me, when I said I don't partake in LBGT social stuff, that the trans community NEEDS someone like me ( I guess I pass decently for only 2 years of HRT) I've been plagued by it. I don't like the idea. It exposes me, and presumes that I'll get along with people who I share nothing with other than these letters.
But then, she's kind of right. And it's not good to have any allies at all. Ugh...
Just a Goth lady that loves fantasy monsters. May be a replicant.
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