#Ravenous Chupacabra

[reuxben]

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[mtg-cards-hourly]

Ravenous Chupacabra

Opening Orazca unleashed more horrors than just the Immortal Sun.

Artist: Daarken TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[maythearo]

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Messy design notes:

I have mixed feelings over his design. On one hand, the outfit itself looks cool... and on the other hand it turned out to be nothing like what I had envisioned in the beggining 😭 I wanted to stick with muted colors, in the vibes of that pic next to howleen's I guess, but it's like Ruggie's design had a mind of its own, and would always lean to more punk-looking no matter how hard I tried to avoid it, which don't get me wrong- punk style does fit him well, the problem is that I had it reserved for another character already, and I wanted to repeat themes as little as possible between entries of this project.. that just may be my perfectionist side speaking though, and there is no reason why I shouldn't post this version here for the time being! If I don't get tired of working on this series by the time I finish all the main cast's designs, then I suppose I could try to make an alternative version of Ruggie with a slightly different theme! I'd do the same with Jamil's entry since he is yet another character I have mixed feelings about the design lol

Aaaanyway, the mood for chupacabra Ruggie is grunge/thrifted fashion with diy details he would add to make his looks feel unique to him I think? The spikes on his skin, although he can partially control (?) them, still get stuck on cloth every now and then. Nearly all items of his closet are a bit torn from it, but he doesn't mind all that much. I got no particular designs for the pins and badges he wears, maybe except for the brazilian flag and the trans pin which I rlly wanted to include somewhere on his clothes whsdbdshewbdi

The chupacabra's appearance vary from place to place, but for this, I based his looks on how I personally grew up hearing and imagining this creature to be like! Baisically a fucked up looking dog, sometimes with spikes and scales on its body? Yeah 👍

And he remains the same personality-wise in the AU, pretty much! At the moment I can't think of many fun facts or character quirks for him, aside from how impossible it is to take a selfie with him, much to Cater's dismay. He swears he doesn't do it on purpose! The moment the camera clicks his body moves on its own to be out of frame. Ruggie's entire instagram (or whatever the monster high equivalent of that may be) account are either pictures of a moving blur or a vaguely distinguishable sillouette of him, taken from far away and zoomed in 10x

I think that's all I remembered to say? Here's a Ruggie core meme I found on reels as extra content lol

[therosettasun]

ALL THE CRYPTIDS FEATURED IN BIRDS OF PARADISE

Bigfoot

Mothman

Nessie

La Llorona

Jorogumo

Loveland Frogman

Beast of Bray Road

Jersey Devil

Madam Koi Koi

Bloody Mary

Hachishaku-Sama

Kuchisake-Onna

Nain Rouge

Raven Mocker

Motor City Madman

Phantom Chickens

Thunder Horses

Jackalopes

Spook Rabbit

Tamamo no Mae

Tsuchinoko

Hogzilla

Vampires

Flatwoods monster

Werewolves

Grey Alien

Gaffney Alien

Black Eyed Children

Chupacabra

Night Crawlers

Yuki-Onna

Teke Teke

Yeti

Jane & John Doe

Hanako-San

(And many, many more!!)

[whatsthatmagiccard]

Help me finish this joke.

[sundove88]

Avians (Planes Parody Casting)

Tsubasa Yuunagi is a small-town bird who dreams of one day competing as a high-flying avian racer. However, poor Tsubasa has two strikes against him: He's not built for racing, and he's terribly afraid of heights. To achieve his dream, Tsubasa turns to naval aviator Mighty Eagle. Mighty Eagle helps Tsubasa qualify to take on Dark Raven, the race circuit's defending champion. Tsubasa’s courage faces the ultimate test, as he takes aim at heights he never dreamed were possible.

Tsubasa Yuunagi, the famous racing bird, learns that his core is damaged, so he must shift gears and find a new career. He joins an elite corps of firefighting aircraft devoted to protecting historic Piston Peak National Park. When a massive wildfire threatens the park, Tsubasa -- with the help of his fearless colleagues Terra, Splash Woman, Gyro Man, Meta Knight and the Brave Gang -- learns what it takes to become a real hero.

Tsubasa Yuunagi/Cure Wing as Dusty Crophopper (Hirogaru Sky PreCure)

Mighty Eagle as Skipper Riley (Angry Birds)

Ageha Hijiri/Cure Butterfly as Chug (Hirogaru Sky PreCure)

Skyla as Dottie (Pokemon)

Sora Harewataru/Cure Sky, Mashiro Nijigaoka/Cure Prism, and Elle-Chan/Cure Majesty as Themselves/Dusty’s Friends (Hirogaru Sky PreCure)

Chill Penguin as Sparky (Mega Man X)

Kakeru and Puwa Yuunagi as Themselves/Dusty’s Parents (Hirogaru Sky PreCure)

Storm Eagle as El Chupacabra (Mega Man X)

Panchito Pistoles and Jose Carioca as Themselves/El Chu’s Coworkers (The Three Caballeros)

Golden Cheese Cookie as Ishani (Cookie Run)

Dark Raven as Ripslinger (Billy Hatcher and The Giant Egg)

Stop and Freeze as Ned and Zed (Go Princess PreCure)

Storm Owl as Bulldog (Mega Man X)

Guardian Bird as Rochelle (Balan Wonderworld)

Various Other Bird Characters as the Wings Around The Globe Racers

Pigeot as Leadbottom (Pokemon)

Boomer Kuwanger as Echo (Mega Man X)

Gravity Beetle as Bravo (Mega Man X)

Pilot Cookie as Colin Cowling (Cookie Run)

Haoyu Chang as Franz (Balan Wonderworld)

Tropius as Little King (Pokemon)

Host Cookie/Fruit Roll Up Cookie as Judge Davis (Cookie Run)

SplashWoman as Lil Dipper (Mega Man)

Bandana Waddle Dee as Maru (Kirby)

Terra as Blade Ranger (Mega Man)

GyroMan as Windlifter (Mega Man)

Meta Knight as Cabbie (Kirby)

The Brave Gang/Gingerbrave, Strawberry Cookie, Wizard Cookie, Custard Cookie III, and Chili Pepper Cookie as The Smokejumpers (Dynamite, Drip, Blackout, Avalanche, and Blackout) (Cookie Run)

Professor Kukui as The Secretary of The Interior (Pokemon)

Harukichi and Youko Hoshina as Harvey and Winnie (Star Twinkle PreCure)

Hikaru Hoshina and Parents as Themselves/Harvey and Winnie’s Family (Star Twinkle PreCure)

Green Biker Dude as Nick Loopin Lopez (Mega Man X)

Mammon as Cad Spinner (Helluva Boss)

Ramos as Ol Jammer (Pokemon)

PumpMan as Mayday (MegaMan)

FlashMan as Ryker (MegaMan)

HydroMan as Pulaski (MegaMan)

Waddle Doo as Flap (Kirby)

Iris as Patch (Mega Man X)

JewelMan as Andre (Mega Man)

Here’s your hint for the next casting (It’s Dreamworks):

⚜️🌆🌴

[ourolite]

　　　　 ༅ 𝒞irce 𝒴ué'li 𐙚 ˙

♱ all sobriquets + pseudonyms. ࿓ fang, master yuè’li, sir, sir circe, sir yuè’li, pup, puppy, circe love, circe dear, rubber bird, latex predator, leathered bird, (that fucking) raven, circo, mr.circo, circe sir, freaky fang, freaky fuck, chupacabra, hijo chupa, circe, master, lean and lovely, my string(s), selenite scholar, smart ass, sandalphon, bread and butter, cutie or clementine, philosopher friend, big guy, count yue'li, tall curled and handsome, perrito, any subtle positive adjective, circe, blind bat, weirdo, fucking weirdo, garlic breath, werewolf, (my) garlic knot (from neso <3), the werewolf, kitty litter, the guitar playing asanbosam, mr. lee, lee sir, crazy, the asanbosam, handsome, mr. munka-munka, trenchie, trench coat, renfield, you, bloody mary, beauty or beast, ma'am.

ᰍ overall notables. plays an electric guitar (named it delune). has a bloodhound named babydoll and a doberman named yìzé. works as a part-time music teacher for 2nd - 3rd graders, but recently started going to school for a career in interior design. asanbosam’s (the type of vampire he is) are more agile in trees and high places, so he’s kind of clumsy otherwise. often recommends products (notably the brand anzhong, originated by xīn’yuè ànzhōng), random organization tips, or even seasonings. considers calling off of work a lot, though he knows if he does they’re bound to fire him “this time”. circe also doesn’t socialize too much, and he’s very territorial about his home (and so is yìzé— wonder where he gets that from). he’s a little too territorial actually, seeing as circe usually sucks the blood of/eats any trespassers that ignore his precaution signs, in au’s that are mythical allowing. he does so by jumping down from a nearby tree and pinning them. (even friends get tackled if they don’t give him a heads up that they’re on the way!) ᰍ standard physical facts. 6'3. retractable wings with a 20 foot span, which are black and grey with red, pink and silver undertones, and retractable iron hooks for feet. tips of his hair turn auburn when he’s experiencing intense emotions. always smells like anzhong products- particularly colognes. has a chinese tattoo on his inner forearm that translates to damu héxián qín. his nails are painted black, but they get chipped easily because he’s really hands-on daily. lastly, he has a deep, relaxed and very distinctive voice which can be heard here!

დ genshin au notables! he’s spoken of in legends and campfire stories, but as “fang” rather than circe. legends speak of him hooking his prey from treetops and consuming them like he’s the devil herself. however, as of now this is more of a myth. he’s a clean eater, hehe. these stories originated from a period of his past where he had no control of his primal instincts, leaving him to appear as a beastly night terror to all, which he was. presently, he dwells in a custom built cottage in the forest of sumeru, peacefully enjoying his solitude and pleasures. circe has various signs throughout the terrain which warn people of trespassing; company isn’t appreciated in excess. trespassers in the forest rarely come back out alive. not many others live nearby, either. his only neighbors are xipe’va, whom his bloodhound enjoys relaxing with on the porch (his doberman, not so much). tighnari and love, who’s a minor oc of neso’s, are somewhat nearby though, performing their forest ranger duties and such, so he hangs with them now and again. he’s also good friends with jihane, whom lives in sumeru city and often discusses philosophy with him. oh, and his two boyfriends, indigo and xīn’yuè, live in liyue and inazuma respectively.

დ spider-verse au notables! n/a (temporarily).

დ studio ghibli au notables! his position here depends on the movie, so i won't describe each one here, as it's not all definitive due to my experimental nature. he'll more than likely be written in tales from earthsea, the wind rises, howl's moving castle, and my neighbor totoro.

დ modern au notables! he’s currently going to school at a local trade school in california. he lives in xīn’yuè’s penthouse with him and indigo, as well as blumei, maju, babydoll, yìzé, and (once in a while) yúyīn. he sleeps in with indigo whenever he can and enjoys quiet mornings where the girls are at school, the dogs don’t have any zoomies, and everything from the cleanliness of him and the house to the smell of his coffee is just right. however, xīn’yuè is always forcing him to go to work, scolding his lethargy and indigo’s encouragement of it. luckily, no one has to remind circe to be on time for his interior designing classes, as he’s genuinely passionate about it. since he’s not a vampire here, and instead just has traits that resemble a vampire, circe enjoys halloween and spooky themes. he also bites his lovers when bored, was naturally born with his canines being pointer than usual, and is scarily skilled at climbing and maneuvering on the monkey bars or climbing trees. he loves evening/night walks, partially because his skin is still sensitive to excessive heat. the california sun will provoke an eczema-like condition just like in mythical au’s but to a normal extent. he’d rather get caught in the fricking rain.

დ jujutsu kaisen au notables! n/a (temporarily).

ᰍ age appearance. twenty-five (25). ᰍ birthday. may 9th. ᰍ nationality, race, + ethnicity. (varies per au), asanbosam, + senegalese and chinese. ᰍ gender, prns, + sexuality. male (amab), he/him, + omnisexual.

ᰍ sun sign. taurus. ᰍ MBTI. istp-a, the assertive virtuoso.

ᰍ likes. his electric guitar (delune— yes, he named her); playing the guitar is considered his biggest hobby, adoration and talent. his old doberman, yìzé, and his bloodhound babydoll. his cottage. alone time. blood oranges. ironically, loves garlic bread + garlic based dishes (especially pasta). scaring trespassers, or making his friends jump with jump-scares and shoulder-taps for a good laugh. coal black, wine red, and sometimes pink! strawberry icecream. philosophy and sacred music, especially within the selenian race. feminism. boots. silver jewelry. having his hands in aesthetically pleasing positions (pockets, behind his head while laying down,arms crossed, etc). anzhong products. people who use manners. sweethearts, but especially male sweeties (he just wants to pinch their cheeks ugh). MOTHAFUCKING INDIGO and MOTHAFUCKING XĪN! ᰍ dislikes. random space invaders/leeches. too many home guests (or any really). yellow. stalkers/yanderes/yandere-coded people (specifically when targeted at him). pushy people. paranoia, pessimism + assumptions. difficult/slow learners (as a music teacher he struggles with younger kids that don’t process so easily). jellies and jams. the taste of vanilla. misogyny and misandry. bad hair days. getting stuff under his nails, especially when freshly done. vengeance, gossip + untrustworthiness. cooking for people, especially when there’s a lot of em’— no, even worse if they’re too picky.. bicycling. hot, summer days. being caught in the rain without a stylish umbrella. loud noises. dogs that bark too much. explaining/over-explaining himself.

･ﾟﾟ❥ quotes.

After It Rains ୨୧ “Jeez, what a mud bath. *Looks at his dogs.* Glad you two are out of your piglet puppy days heh heh. Guys? *Theyre walking away from him and he’s holding back laughter.* Was it something I said? Come ahhnn! I’m saying you liked the mud!”

About Jihane ୨୧ “The last time we spoke she foretold that my aura was yellow indefinitely. She was wrong. .. It’s red. *Looks off at something in the distance and pauses.* I’m not delusional.”

About Circe: Signature Dish ୨୧ “Nah. That’s a myth, just a little misconception. I use garlic in a lot of my dishes, especially pasta. The best kind I’ve tried thus far? Cherub Sin, easily. It’s a faultless dish. I personally believe the best noodle for any garlic and parmesan pasta is angel hair, and that dish recognizes it perfectly.”

Good Night ୨୧ “Hm.. Remember the night routine I showed you. Ice. Your. Face. Top priority, right? Alright then, and I bid you goodnight. *Nods off salute-like with two fingers and walks away.*”

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[niuttuc]

Today’s recent commander sleeper is a three-for-one, all fulfilling the same purpose and all from the same set, our first foray in this series into Warhammer 40,000′s cards. Now, one of those got a bit more popularity than the others and is a bit more expensive, Necron Deathmark clocks in at a few dollars, currently, but I felt like if I was gonna talk about these, might as well include it.

Removal and interaction! Crucial to any self-respecting Commander deck, it’s always neat to have more options for it. More specifically, creature removal that comes stapled on creature etbs, which is a specific kind that is easy to synergize with to reuse, be it through reanimation, blinking, bouncing, cloning and more. None of these are quite as clean and cheap as a Ravenous Chupacabra, but they all come with some serious upside to justify the extra mana.

First of all, Callidus Assassin and Necron Deathmark both come in with Flash, a VERY valuable keyword on your interaction, since it can stop much more, and allows you to act with full information of what your opponent is doing. Callidus Assassin also gives you a clone of the creature it kills, more akin to an instant-speed Control Magic than a Chupacabra, which is a rare effect to get at that point. Supplant Form is not the best card ever printed, but it’s one I’ve considered playing, for the same cost, and only temporarily removes the card from the opponent. Necron Deathmark is not only a 5/3, but also mills (you, generally) a few cards, which in any deck with black mana, is likely quite an upside.

Our last card here is the only one at sorcery speed, but makes up for it by being way more flexible, being able to act at five mana like either a pinpoint removal or a targeted Massacre Wurm, clearing out a token player’s board getting out of control, killing utility creatures, killing creatures that blocked this turn, or making blocking much more awkward for a player. That flexibility is hard to match, and I think worth more than the one mana premium you’d pay on a Chupacabra or Nekrataal to get access to it.

All three of these are excellent options I encourage you to consider when building or updating your decks, giving some competition to chupacabras, and even shriekmaw sometimes.

[rubymoon-snape]

Chapter Disclaimer: I don't own the supernatural creatures listed in the beginning

Summary: Vampire Keith turns an of age Pidge. 

Author Note: This is Kidge with vampire Keith and of age Pidge and was requested by Cmdr_fil.

"A Turn of Events"

Keith never thought he would ever turn someone, especially since he didn't even drink from people. He usually frequented a local blood bank that was friendly to supernatural beings that required blood like vampires, iimpundulu, asema, and the strigoi. Just like vampires, there were some blood sucking creatures that preferred not to take from people. Keith had met a few in passing when he started going to the blood bank. (He even saw a chupacabra once!)

That night started like every other night with Keith waking up and heading to the blood bank. Once he obtained his bag of blood, which he drank there, he normally would take a walk in the city, before going back home. However, he found himself at a park entrance. He cautiously made his way into the park, unsure of what led him there.

There was a smell that wafted over to Keith. He recognized it and relaxed slightly with a small smile on his face. It was his girlfriend, Katie. He had met her online under the name of Pidge on a cryptid website. She was passionate about her beliefs, which initially drew Keith to her. He knew beings that had lived for centuries that didn't have the enthusiasm of an eighteen-year-old tech wiz.

It had been a gamble telling and later showing Katie what he was, but it paid off as she didn't shun him. She got to know him and he her, which involved evening dates. However, it wasn't supposed to be that night, which put Keith slightly on edge. Why was Katie there?

He was about to call out to her when he caught the scent of something he hadn't immediately identified. His eyes narrowed as the scent seemed to be following Katie like it was stalking her. Keith tensed as he was worried about his girlfriend's safety as he finally identified the scent. It was the scent of a fellow blood drinker, a jiangshi.

He was so focused on the jiangshi that he almost didn't catch the scent of the hiding sasabonsam. He tensed as Katie unknowingly walked under the tree the sasabonsam was hiding in.

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Katie hadn't originally had the night off from work, but she worked a shift during the day, so her boss let her have the night off, and she figured she might surprise Keith. She never thought she'd fall for a vampire, but maybe she wasn't entirely surprised. She was passionate about the existence of cryptids, which some people don't believe vampires were a part of. Katie wasn't one of them and was elated to have the knowledge of their existence. She was a lover of knowledge and the process of learning. She always wished she could have the time to learn more.

Cutting across the park was supposed to be a shortcut, and it turned out to be a misstep. She didn't have the enhanced senses her boyfriend did, so she didn't notice either of the blood suckers that closed in on her and eventually attacked.

The sasabonsam jumped down on top of her, and not wasting any time in plunging its iron fangs into the junction between her left shoulder and neck. Katie screamed in shock and pain but was still aware of a thump-thump-thump sound she had somehow not noticed before. A second set of fangs sinking into the other side of her neck wrenched another scream from the teenager.

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Katie's screams enraged Keith, who immediately jumped into action. He grabbed the sasabonsam and ripped its wings off one at a time and snapped its neck with hardly any trouble. He turned to the jiangshi, grabbing it by its hair, which ripped off the decomposing creature. This incensed the raven-haired vampire more and managed to wrap his hand around its neck and tear it away from Katie. He crushed its throat, snapping its neck in one motion.

A wheezing sound caught his attention, hi dropping the dead jiangshi as he turned back to the mortally wounded Katie. He dropped to his knees as his eyes roved over her injuries. The level of emotion in his eyes told Katie that Keith knew what she had already figured out. She was dying.

"At...least...I got...to see you...again," Katie rasped.

Keith gently dragged his cold fingertips down her face in a caress. "I don't want you to leave me."

"We...can't...help that."

"Katie." There was a pause before Keith continued. "If..."

"If...?"

"What about if I turn you?"

"Yes."

The certainty in Katie's voice startled Keith. It hadn't taken her any time in responding to his query. Had she even thought about the ramifications of being turned or was she terrified of death? No, his girlfriend wasn't terrified of dying. Not much terrified her (except for running out of peanut butter).

"Are you sure?"

"Just do it." Katie closed her eyes.

Keith let out a deep breath, more to steady himself than out of any actual necessity, in order to collect his thoughts. He leaned over and as gently as he could slipped his fangs into an unblemished section of Katie's neck.

The gasp that escaped the teen almost caused Keith to dislodge his fangs, but he stayed put. Turning someone wasn't something done light or quickly. The transfer of blood was vital but had to be done in exact timing and sequence or it could end up killing the human. As Katie was dying, it seemed worth it.

After Keith had drank from her for three minutes, he pulled back. He licked his fangs clean as he counted silently to five before digging one of his nails into the opposite wrist. Once he created an opening, he positioned his wrist in front of Katie's mouth, urging her to drink a little.

"Just a mouthful, Katie. Please."

Katie managed to get a mouthful before Keith's wrist healed itself. She swallowed, gagging slightly at the taste of the blood, and minutes later, her body started convulsing. Keith managed to keep ahold of her so she didn't hit her head on the ground as her body changed.

Her skin gradually lost what little color she had to begin with, and Keith could feel her warmth fading as well. He could feel her breathing slow hear and feel her heartbeat diminish.

As he watched his girlfriend change into a vampire, Keith started to worry that she would be angry with him for turning her. He knew it was the only way to save her life and that she agreed to it, but that didn't mean that she couldn't be angry at him. Katie was scary on a regular night; Keith was sure he didn't want to face an angry Katie on this particular night.

%%%

While Keith was noticing the changes his girlfriend was going under, said girlfriend was experiencing the worst pain in her life. Every time she thought she was feeling the worst pain in her life, she was proven wrong. She thought having a long splinter being removed from her foot without anesthesia was bad, but then she broke her arm. She had thought /that/ was bad, but then she was hit with debilitating cramps during her monthly cycles. However, she was fairly certain she was experiencing the worst pain ever.

It had started all at once. There was a tightening in her chest like she couldn't catch her breath. The tightening spread to her extremities, the pressure increasing the longer it went on. Then, just when it seemed like her bones would crack under the pressure, it disappeared, only to be replaced by waves of pain. She couldn't place where it had started, only that she was engulfed in a matter of seconds. That was when she started convulsing. She was vaguely aware of Keith's arms holding her, glad he was there with her, but her thoughts were consumed by even more pain followed by an immense coldness that was so cold it burned. Katie wasn't sure if she could handle any more pain, when it suddenly stopped, and she ceased convulsing. Then, her body went extremely rigid, not even a muscle could twitch. Katie wanted to scream, but she couldn't even open her mouth. Then, everything went black.

The next thing she was aware of was the sensation of a hand running through her short hair. She managed to open her eyes, which landed on Keith, who looked...apprehensive? Katie wasn't sure that was the right word, but it was as close as she would get without knowing what was wrong.

"Keith?"

"Katie, how do you feel?" Keith helped her sit up.

"Sore, honestly...and the park seems different."

"The soreness will fade, and the differences are due to your senses being enhanced."

Keith's answers seemed almost hesitant. "Keith, what's wrong?"

"Are-are you angry with me?"

"What? Why would you think that?"

"Because I turned you."

"I'm not angry. After all, I did agree to it."

"But, why?"

"You know I've always had an unquenchable thirst for knowledge and never had enough time to learn everything I wanted to and now, I do! Plus I can even experience the changes the future holds. Imagine the advances in technology!"

Keith couldn't help but chuckle at Katie's excitement over new tech. Neither of them had even considered this turn of events happening, but now that it had, both were looking forward to their future together.

Fin

@cmdr-fil

[incorrectelswordquotes]

Noah: What do you believe in now?

Laby: self preservation through love

Add: chupacapra

Raven: Chupacabra as well

[zorilleerrant]

people always say about the vigilantes with bird names, and I get it, because everyone's Batman OC since the '40s has had a bird name, but they aren't all that common really

Bird Names

Robin Red Robin Drake? are we counting Drake? Raven Red Bluebird Sparrow Flamebird Owlman Wingman? Black Canary (maybe) Flamingo??? (I'm joking I'm sorry)

Bat Names

Batman Batwoman Batgirl Batwing Black Bat Man of Bats KingBat Megabat Bathound Batcow Nightwing (iteratively)

Neither

Agent A/Voice/Penny-one/Macaroni Oracle Red Hood Spoiler Orphan Huntress Catwoman Gotham Girl Ghostmaker Clownhunter Azrael Clayface Bratgirl Chupacabra Wolfspider Skyspider Knight Squire Nightrunner El Gaucho Dark Ranger Dynomutt etc.

[zapsoda]

!! !! [two for you too]

OMG!!

so ill do my two blorbos for this..

this is tanner shes some amalgamation of goth and scene and very pretentious about it. like ebony darknss dementia raven way. shes one of those vegans whos a huge fucking dick about it but all that moralizing gives her deep cravings for human flesh and blood, so she regularly cheats on pigs blood or livestock like fucking el chupacabra. this never sufficiently sates her thirst making her an even more unpleasant person to be around. she refuses to examine herself or her actual needs.

shes like an onion or whatever. surface layers (annoying and mean) inner layers (absolute freak) core (silly)

she also has a big gay crush on this next oc and she doesnt know how to deal with it so shes simultaneously very mean and insists that theyre the bestest friends ever.

this is soda she is a zombie. she contracted zombism from eating brains which she already did before dying so her lifestyle hasnt changed a whole lot. she is very open about her cannibalistic tendencies which pisses tanner off because shes jealous.

she is just very chill and cool she works at a convenience store, likes action movies and video games which she is extremely mediocre at but shes kind of incapable of gamer rage.

shes perpetually lethargic #sleepygirlcore. shes very patient with tanner as a result and kind of finds her dysfunction funny.

[jones-friend]

I have about 5 different brews I'm working on for Alesha give me the spice please

Remember Alesha doesn’t care abt CMC which means you can play cards that do. Crack your Ravenous Chupacabra for 4 cards.

Also so much mtg has been put to cardboard I completely forgot black got a clone with flash for 3 that’s actually pretty good!

[mtgbirthdays]

Happy birthday to Fractured Identity (C17), who's turning 7 years old today! I just cast this card a few days ago! Well, technically my opponent cast it off of my Allure of the Unknown because he promised to target his own Ravenous Chupacabra so we could kill all the major threats on the board. Commander is a wild format.

[fearsome-series]

BOOK ONE | BOOK TWO | [BOOK THREE]

Chapter One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | [Seven] | Eight

SEVEN EYES WITHOUT A FACE

Gef squirmed in Laura’s pocket; she ran after the vision, the vision of…

“Laura!” Eliza yelled.

Laura stopped. “It showed me my mom,” Laura cried. “I know where it’s going. It’s going after her.”

“Laura, I…” Eliza looked down at Malphas’ body.

WE’LL COME BACK FOR HIM, Manuel scribbled down. I’M SORRY.

“I…” Eliza ran her hands over her face, and left the dead raven sprawled on concrete.

***

Eliza held onto Clive’s hand as they maneuvered around the children, families, students of Halloween. The one day where strangers looked at them with admiration, not confusion or fear; four people had already complimented their costumes, and one even recognized Eliza as the chupacabra.

A girl came up to them. She asked Eliza what dinosaur she was, before her parents ushered her away, nodding briefly at the couple.

“That brings the dinosaur count to two.” Eliza said.

“Aye…” Clive had seemed occupied all night.

“Isn’t it nice to be out?” Eliza asked.

“Aye. The one day a year I can be me.” Clive answered.

“It’s better than nothing.”

“It is nothing.” Clive snapped. “I’m not me to them. I’m a mask.”

“I know, but...are you okay?”

“No. No, I’m not okay.”

“What’s wrong?” Eliza asked.

“You know that bloke on Picnic Point?”

“I try to forget.”

Clive paused, leaning against the stone wall of the church. “You know how we thought he looked familiar? I found out why. Saw him on the news. Some touchin’ story about how he’s some big humanitarian. Helpin’ out the sick and needy with all his money. The man who screamed at us for existing. Who made us so afraid we stayed inside for months.”

“He’s one asshole.” Eliza said.

“Is he? Back in England, those kids who beat me up...I’d seen ‘em before. That very day. I was down on the pier, out at the little theme park right beside. And they were out with their families. Out smilin’, and having a grand old time.”

“...two assholes.”

“They’ll accept monsters before they accept us. I…” Clive stopped. Rubbed his forehead. “I’m sorry.”

“...yeah.”

“Happy Halloween.” Clive said.

“Happy Halloween!”

They carried on. Eliza had seven more compliments; the dinosaur tally finished at four. As they returned home, Clive led her to the top of Bascom Hill; they sat on a stone bench by a statue of Abraham Lincoln, and looked out over the city.

“Y’know,” Clive said. “I heard that it’s good luck to sit on Abe’s lap.”

“After you graduate.”

“Aye. Gotta wait for my degree.”

“What’s your major?” Eliza asked jokingly.

Clive mocked an American accent. “Tossing around the old pigskin. Having a few brewskis.”

“Oh, I’m majoring in Canadian Italian-language literature studies, myself…” Was that a real thing? Was that a joke? She didn’t know…

Eliza watched as Clive clambered up to the top of the statue and sat awkwardly on Lincoln’s lap, legs dangling off the side. Eliza quickly took out her phone.

“No!” Clive said.

Eliza snapped the photo. “Sorry, Ratboy.”

“Now you have to get up here.”

“Is it cold?”

“It’s bloody cold, yes.”

Eliza took her turn atop the statue, and then they went inside. Eliza and Clive went out onto the balcony; the sun set in a blaze of orange and yellow.

“Uh, I wanted to...I wanted to say that it’d be a lot harder without you. I...I love you.”

“I love you too.”

He put an arm around her shoulders. She snapped a selfie. They were happy.

***

Manuel and Eliza followed Laura: but the question was finding their way once they were inside the large convention center. The meeting was in one of the lower rooms, Laura knew…

“How do we get in?” Eliza asked.

She tried the front door. It opened. “Alright. Inside.”

Laura led the way deep inside the corridors. The door behind them clanked open, and over her shoulder she saw the Archer, starting his hunt; ahead of them, there was chanting in an unknown language, an ancient language.

They found the ghost further down the hallway, floating in an alcove; they quickly ducked in another. Underneath, a crowd of people waited. One of them, Laura knew, was her mother.

A limb stretched through the glass and tapped a woman, a man, one person after another; a waiter, a speaker on the stage, and -

It found Heather, sitting blithely at a table. She talked with a colleague, and laughed, unaware of the ghostly tendril wrapped around her neck, drawing tighter…

“No!” Laura screamed, and she dove out of the alcove and -

Hit the floor.

Tripped by Eliza.

***

“Why?” Laura said.

“Laura, I...I don’t want it to hurt anyone.”

She didn’t want it to hurt anyone with a chance at a real life. Anyone who had something to live for.

What happens if I help, Eliza wondered? The people she saved would hate her. She remembered that man in the park, who had been so kind. She wished that when she thought of how outsiders reacted to her, his image would pop up in her mind. But it didn’t.

It was the men who threatened them. The men who could do what he wanted.

For all that she feared the people down there, she wouldn’t let them hurt her. This was the easiest way to save them. It had to be her. Laura was too young.

Eliza didn’t want to die...if she was about to die. But she would for them.

“You can’t!” Laura said.

It stretched out its tendrils, and it carried Eliza to her fate.

Manuel looked back from the edge of the hallway, looking her right in the eyes, wide and pleading…

***

No! No, no, no!

Laura remembered the world inside the ghost. She couldn’t let Eliza be trapped there. She couldn’t let anyone be trapped there. There had to be another way.

She lunged, this time managing to grab onto the ghost’s victim. She pulled hard. Kept pulling. Against the ghost’s tight grip, her body screamed out in pain. She tried to keep pulling, even as it pulled her along with Eliza.

She gave a final yank. Eliza broke free, and fell onto the ground. Laura let go.

...and was carried up herself.

“Eliza!”

“Laura!”

Laura felt herself drawn into the portal. Into a world without warmth or light. Washed out blues and whites dominated. An endless flat plain, with flakes falling from a gray sky; they could be snow, or ash. All around her, people lost in their own worlds: prisoners in a cell, hunters in the woods, and many now too faded to recognize as human.

***

Her eyes locked on what was only the outline of a person. Dark lines suggested a human form, but all that remained were two dark eyes.

They snapped open. Stared right at her.

That person is still alive. They’re all still alive. I’m trapped here. I’m really trapped here, Laura thought. No, no-

“H-hello? Can you help us?” Jainaba; Laura saw her, and the burgundy hoodie, one of the few things to still possess color. Laura ran over and hugged her.

“Oh - it’s you, oh -”

“Laura?” It was Bezoar. He, too, had not faded. They moved towards her: Bezoar, Jainaba, and another man…

“You know her?”

“She tried to help me earlier.”

“Are...are you here to save us?” Jainaba asked Laura.

“I...I…” She couldn’t make herself tell them the truth. “I…”

She felt something else trying to speak. All around her, the other prisoners of the void swiveled in one direction, and began to speak in unison.

“Caro, al-fin, sukuul fe…”

“No! I-I-c-carooo, al-fen…” Bezoar and Jainaba trembled. Tried to resist. But they, too, became part of the chorus.

Laura felt the song crawling through her mind. Up her throat, like an insect with too many legs. She almost retched. She stepped back from the others, trying to push the feeling back down, trying to make it go away.

“C-Caro!” Laura sang. “Al-Fen, sukuul fe!”

“Caro, al-fen, sukuul fe!” The ghost triumphantly raised its limbs. “Ro fen fe!”

Eliza heard the chorus. Hundreds of voices, singing with him. She heard Bezoar. She heard Jainaba.

She heard Laura.

Eliza inched back onto her feet, her legs unsteady. She took a step towards the ghost. At her feet was the last of the wisps: the dying man, still crawling. Eliza ignored her aching legs and jumped on a desk. She bared her fangs. And she leapt.

She buried her claws in the ghost’s side. Her claws heated, and her scales burned, but she held on. She pulled herself up to its neck and bit deep. Wrenched back the ghost’s head. It moaned in pain. Its hands reached for its chest.

She swung her other hand over, racing for the void. She swiped desperately at the hands, hoping her claws connected, trying to keep them from trapping Laura forever. Her hand closed over one hand, pulled…

“Cabra?” Clive asked, lying on the floor, his body thin, ragged, his clothes tattered rags.

“C…Clive?” Eliza said, pulling back her claws.

“I was on my way back and it…it took me,” he cried. “Forgive me.”

“O…of course I forgive you,” she said. “I need to rescue everyone else…”

“No, please,” he sobbed. “They’re-!” A tendril grabbed him, started to pull him back inside.

“Clive!” Eliza cried, reaching out for his hand, grasping at it, latching on, being pulled…

***

Manuel watched as the tendril wrapped around Eliza, pulled her inside. No, no, no… He hyperventilated, stood fixed in place; he turned around, and saw -

An archer, an ax wound in his side, notching an arrow.

Manuel looked towards the ghost, and to him, and to Eliza, grasping at air, screaming a name he didn’t know.

The archer pulled back. Prepared to shoot the arrow.

Manuel looked back at the ghost. It wasn’t trying to avoid the arrow - it wasn’t fighting back! If it was hit now…that’s what it wanted! Manuel stepped towards the archer. Stepped in front of the bow. The archer tried to step aside, but Manuel matched him, kept blocking him, kept blocking him until the moment was right…

***

Clive screamed and turned to dust, and beneath Eliza, the ghost started to shift, started to warp and bubble. She dug her claw in deeper, reached inside…

***

“Sukuul f-f-fe…”

The chorus’ song was broken. Laura doubled over in pain; a stabbing in her chest and neck. All the other unwilling singers collapsed in shared agony. They screamed. She screamed with them.

A hand touched her shoulder. Claws nicked her neck. She looked at the scaly hand, attached to a spectral shape, a form fading into the void. Eliza’s voice came from the void: “Laura!”

Laura reached for the hand. Brushed past it. But then she reconsidered. She reached out for Bezoar, and nodded. Bezoar took her hand, and then took the Jainaba’s, who took that of the other man: her Professor, apparently. She held on so tightly her hand hurt. And then she grabbed Eliza’s hand.

“Uh, cop lady, are you in here?” Laura yelled. The cop showed herself from within the crowd, but stayed there. “Give us your hand!”

The cop shook her head, clutched her hands to it.

“This is your last chance!” Jainaba yelled.

The cop trembled, stepped back -

Eliza started to pull -

- the cop reached out her hand and -

***

Eliza pulled. A cascade of bodies threw Eliza against the floor. She crawled onto her knees.

The ghost screamed, and charged for them, spinning its tendrils wildly, trying to grab onto anything. Eliza looked at the people pulled from its void. Laura, Bezoar, Jainaba, another man, and…the cop. All unconscious. She could make out the shape of Gef in Laura’s pocket.

The ghost moaned and barreled towards its prey. Eliza leapt in front of them, tired hands slashing what they could.

Manuel swiftly ducked. The archer aimed, and fired the arrow. He looked down at Manuel, gave a slow nod, and broke up into smoke.

The arrow hit the ghost’s chest in a flash of blue, spectral fire. The ghost let out a moan, deep and mournful, and then the ghost began to die.

The portal in the ghost’s chest flashed black. It began to expand, growing outward and consuming what it touched. The hands went first: dissolving into dust, and floating into the void. They did not come back. The void grew as it consumed limbs, flesh and even the ribs that contained it.

“Caro...caro al-fin...al…” The face sang, with fewer voices every second. Soon, only one remained. A deep, growling voice that now quaked with emotion. “...al…”

And then the face became dust, and all was destroyed by the void. A dark shape burst from it, its featureless body broken up when a gap formed near the top. A mouth.

It screamed. A shrill, alien scream, with a metallic ringing to it.

Eliza dragged the unconscious people back to a safe distance, anticipating the void growing out towards them. But it slowed. Retracted. Faded into a small cloud of embers, which flickered out quietly.

And then the ghost was gone.

And down below, the din of the fundraiser carried on.

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Review: Teen Titans Academy #15 (Final Issue)

Review: Teen Titans Academy #15 (Final Issue)

Review: TEEN TITANS ACADEMY #!5 (Final Issue) [Editor’s Note: This review may contain spoilers] Writer: Tim Sheridan Artist: Tom Derenick Colours: Peter Pantazis, Matt Herms Letters: Rob Leigh   Reviewed By: Derek McNeil   Summary Teen Titans Academy #15: Final issue! In the shadow of the new Titans Tower, the students and faculty decide whether the school is the right place for…