dashcon
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Familiar
Lion's Mane Seeker
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Shadow.
Female Snapper
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
5.47 m
Wingspan
2.32 m
Weight
5921.63 kg
Genetics
Eggplant
Poison
Poison
Maize
Toxin
Toxin
Cream
Ghost
Ghost
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 10 Snapper
EXP: 1224 / 27676
STR
7
AGI
5
DEF
7
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
9
MND
7
Biography
Given to me with zero context from PaintingPastries
What a terrifying yet beautiful child
The most cursed dragon I own. Worthy of her own creepypasta.
It was a dark and stormy November evening. I was minding my own business, playing Flight Rising, when I suddenly got a notification. It was a Crossroads request. Confused, since I wasn't expecting anything, I clicked the notification and went to view the request.
It was a single female Gaoler named "dashcon". No message to provide context or anything. I was so confused, so terrified. I clicked the dragon to look at her family, and found her parents also had many children named dashcon, given to random users.
Was this a curse? A gift? Who was this person? This dragon? Sweat collected on my palms as I messaged the user who owned dashcon.
"I am so intimidated by this random CR. Who are you. Why is there no context. Why is it named Dashcon. What horrors from Tumblr circa 2014 are rising from the grave to haunt me? I am terrified yet compelled to accept this dragon. God help my soul."
I waited and pleaded with whatever god was out there for some sort of context. Unfortunately, the next few messages only filled me with more horror.
"you know what they say flightrising user lunartwist...." they messaged ominously.
"bay boy say he wanted to get his jionmion giggalasnack apaindn a futlmanutlnsees, bay boy say say jittleline my jittleyou, bittleyou until a sneeblesnap apens. pongulla ooh snacks you wanna see that attleha barne"
A pit in my stomach was created as my blood turned to ice. Was this a curse? Was I being haunted? Would I be less cursed or more if I accepted their dragon? In the end, I felt like ignoring the dragon would bring more misfortune upon me, and with a shaky hand, I accepted the crossroads.
The Gaoler's image was an foreboding haunt upon my lair. I needed to do something to appease this eldritch being. I couldn't leave her as-is. As cursed as she was, she needed a makeover. So, I performed an appeasement ritual. Candles lit, soft chanting in the background, I began my evil work. Going with the theme of "dashcon", I turned her into a snapper and re-gened her, placing her with my meme Snappers.
And there she sits. I can only pray, to whatever god there is out there, that it is enough to appease her restless spirit. For now...
What a terrifying yet beautiful child
The most cursed dragon I own. Worthy of her own creepypasta.
It was a dark and stormy November evening. I was minding my own business, playing Flight Rising, when I suddenly got a notification. It was a Crossroads request. Confused, since I wasn't expecting anything, I clicked the notification and went to view the request.
It was a single female Gaoler named "dashcon". No message to provide context or anything. I was so confused, so terrified. I clicked the dragon to look at her family, and found her parents also had many children named dashcon, given to random users.
Was this a curse? A gift? Who was this person? This dragon? Sweat collected on my palms as I messaged the user who owned dashcon.
"I am so intimidated by this random CR. Who are you. Why is there no context. Why is it named Dashcon. What horrors from Tumblr circa 2014 are rising from the grave to haunt me? I am terrified yet compelled to accept this dragon. God help my soul."
I waited and pleaded with whatever god was out there for some sort of context. Unfortunately, the next few messages only filled me with more horror.
"you know what they say flightrising user lunartwist...." they messaged ominously.
"bay boy say he wanted to get his jionmion giggalasnack apaindn a futlmanutlnsees, bay boy say say jittleline my jittleyou, bittleyou until a sneeblesnap apens. pongulla ooh snacks you wanna see that attleha barne"
A pit in my stomach was created as my blood turned to ice. Was this a curse? Was I being haunted? Would I be less cursed or more if I accepted their dragon? In the end, I felt like ignoring the dragon would bring more misfortune upon me, and with a shaky hand, I accepted the crossroads.
The Gaoler's image was an foreboding haunt upon my lair. I needed to do something to appease this eldritch being. I couldn't leave her as-is. As cursed as she was, she needed a makeover. So, I performed an appeasement ritual. Candles lit, soft chanting in the background, I began my evil work. Going with the theme of "dashcon", I turned her into a snapper and re-gened her, placing her with my meme Snappers.
And there she sits. I can only pray, to whatever god there is out there, that it is enough to appease her restless spirit. For now...
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Exalting dashcon to the service of the Plaguebringer will remove them from your lair forever. They will leave behind a small sum of riches that they have accumulated. This action is irreversible.
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