#halcandran dee

9 days left until wilds!!

(( ... Nahir is already average size, so this magic is useless. :x

Nahir: Some H-Halcandran Dees grow up rather short in stature when th-they reach adulthood, while o-others grow massive in size... I'm... I'm a typical size for a Halcandran Dee...

... there's nothing wrong w-with my size, is there...?

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ludolik - ⌘ <—- Leave this in my ask if you want to see an AU where our characters are treasure hunters

"Nahir, how much closer until those ruins? I wanna see some treasure...!"

"Ah, sh-shouldn't be much further, I believe... just stay close; I believe these t-tribal grounds are growing darker..."

In this Alternate Universe, we see Nahir and Ludo together stepping through beautifully dark forest ruins, all in the search of lost treasures and valuable artifacts.

The forest in which they tread is quiet and carries a cold beauty to it that seethes with age, coming across new objects in relation to forgotten culture as they proceed. Whether this tranquility is a means to let one's guard down is unknown, but it would be best for these two to stay alert, and not let themselves become distracted by the views and the tender chirps of the forest...

asksirica - ♞ <—- Leave this in my ask if you want to see an AU where our characters are knights of the Round Table (Monty Python style)

"Now! Lob the Holy Hand Grenade!"

"B-b-b-but what if I miss the mark, L-Lady Sirica!?"

"JUST DO IT BEFORE WE DIE, KNAVE!"

In this Alternate Universe, Sirica and Nahir are in the time period of Arthurian Knights, both fitted in knight/squire gear. They have both been sent of to vanquish the vile, murderous albino Squeek of Caerbannog, with the Holy Hand Grenade being the only weapon powerful enough to put it at a gruesome end.

Nahir has lost only one eye in this universe, and he's still intelligent... and a coward. He prefers to stay in the back row and calculate, but having him handle the explosives in the face of such a deadly beast may not have been the wisest decision...

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(( - watches episode 92 of the Kirby anime

   - comes across this:

- ponders over it

- ends up making this:

Nahir: ... I-I don't know who either of you are, but... *takes a step back at the assassin, his laser eye widening with anxiety, and his visor beeps in tune with his hastening heart rate*

... wh-whoever YOU are... p-please don't hurt me...!

[... but wait... h-how... how did the SLEEPING one manage to follow me...?]

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(( I dunno, I thought this mental image was funny when I saw these two following me back to back. XD;