Chua
(#74511613)
A faint smell of formaldehyde lingers all around
Familiar
Bucktooth Digger
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Shadow.
Male Skydancer
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.51 m
Wingspan
3.66 m
Weight
448.01 kg
Genetics
Oilslick
Savannah
Savannah
Ginger
Morph
Morph
Moon
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Skydancer
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
My good friend Chua | he/they
This would be a common answer when the sanctuary is questioned about the specifics of this singular individual that seems to have appeared out of thin air.
Were you to ask him directly, however, you would get nothing more that a nervous laughter and an uncomfortable silence.
Ever skittish and mousy, Chua can be smelled even before he can be seen. His presence always carries a faint scent of a mixture of formaldehyde and vinegar. Although not unpleasant, it is certainly unusual enough for everyone to have noticed that. Some might assign the smell to the fact that this guy seems to pass an ungodly amount of time pickling all sort of things he can get their hands upon, if it wasn't for the fact that Chua's meticulous hygiene is well known around the sanctuary and crosses borderline obsession.
Despite his best efforts to get himself to look clean and presentable, Chua appears as if they had just spent months in the underbrush, his feet constantly covered in dirt and leaves sticking to his thin and patchy fur.
His skinny body, with well visible ribs and protruding bones would also suggest him being away from others from a long time, even with him being a regular at the sanctuary for years now and having access to a steady supply of hearty meals and various snack, in the form of his pickled creations.
But of course, in spite of all of his little quirks Chua is still considered a well regarded member of the comunity and a very dear friend to most, who ceirtanly aren't put off by weirdness...
Oh...
Would you look at that, there seems to be something tucked under this mountain of leaf litter...it smells strongly of vinegar and has a sticky substance on it!
I wonder what's all about...
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Oh for the love of the Gods, if you are reading this help me. I have no idea of who these people are. I am not their friend. Every morning I wake up and I'm stuck in this demented loop with these guys who keep on insisting that I am their friend and I've been for years. The gods know how many times I tried to get out, I run as much as my body can take me, until my lungs are on fire and my stomach is lurching but I always seem to end up in the same damned place, as if nothing I just did truly mattered. I feel like I could be running for days and the results would still be the same. I would still look down and be greeted by the nauseatingly beige color of a stretch of road built from dirt and cobblestone. And I would walk it through all the way back to this crooked sanctuary, like I always do. Exhausted, exasperated and having completely given up. And they would welcome me like they always do, amiable and warm. Like I was one of them. Like my presence here is a totally normal part of everyday living. And I would climb the thirty steps of the stair that takes me to my room like I always do, and wait for the night to bring forth another senseless day where everything is the same. I wish I could just find some comfort in the fact that at the very least the people I'm stuck with are friendly and aren't trying to antagonize me, but I can't when everyday plays out like a broken record. It would drive anyone insane. I know it might as well have done that to me at this point. On the other end everything else seems to be moving on but me. In the literal sense, by some cruel twist of fate, things I interact with seem to be speeding through time. Food rots, fast. Oh so incredibly fast. I have free access to it, like everyone else in this damned place but by the time I get to it, it is usually nothing more than a nauseating slush of decay and crawlers. I used to starve at first, refusing to subject my weakened body to that surely hazardous mush. But I recently found out that if I manage to stuff anything edible into a jar full of a mixture of water and vinegar quickly enough, things don't spoil at the same rate, which allows me to get at least some nutrition in. Funny thing is, I always found the taste of pickles to be incredibly offensive... |
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