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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Game Changer & Make Some Noise
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
@theartofmadeline
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@stabbinfish
For the ship thing! Maybe SolDave? Or NepFef? Love your art by the way! ^^ (I would have said EriKar but you've already done that and it was super adorable)
Ahhhh thank yoooou! Here’s a fefnep! You encouraged me to finally finish this pic!! (I’ll try my hand on soldave next I swear!))
redraw of this thing from a few months back
I §lept in Äll dÄy ye§terdÄy, I don’t ƒeel like §hit ħ muCh ħ I did the other dÄy.
380 ?
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I §lept in Äll dÄy ye§terdÄy, I don’t ƒeel like §hit ħ muCh ħ I did the other dÄy.
380 ?
Making new fronds;
Kalona had been cleaning like crazy. He wasn’t sure how to act around royalty, or hell even other trolls, royalty or not. He picks up some garbage and takes care of what he can currently reach, that Magic Anon really got him. Kalona only stands at 4′2″, losing a whole foot of height becoming a pawfoot. His hair is neat as he looks in the full body mirror on the back of his abolution-block door (aka the only mirror he can reach). He is wearing a shirt, one that is oversized. On his normal body it would fit right but not so much now, the sleeves reach where his supposed elbows are and the hem of it reaches his knees. Due to his tail, otter tails are pretty thick at the base, he wasnt able to find a pair of pants or shorts to wear, so he hopes he doesnt fall over. Which his toebeans new pads on his feet help him from slipping. He tries to somewhat groom his fur, brushing it down with his paws..hands..?? and he hears the transportalizer go off. then he heard a voice, claiming to be Feferi. He moves to poke his head around the cornerholyshit she’s tall and actually really pretty. He looks at her for a moment to get used to her as he walked into view, trying so hard to stay on his hind legs. “Hey! I didn’t think you’d actually make it.” He said as he looks at her and hesitantly holds out his hand/paw as a greeting, very unsure if this is how royalty greet others. Kalona’s hive is located near a large river, the structure not his own as he ran away from his original hive OtterDad brought him to. This one was abandoned when he came around to it. It smelled of moss, soil, fresh river water, some odd smells like cranberries and chamomile tea. It was a healthy earthy smell and he liked it. He also has a lot of things hanging around, like crystals all different colors and sizes, and some small bones like bird bones, or small rodents he finds when exploring. He’s got the witchcraft/wiccancraft aesthetic, though he doesnt practice it, he just likes all of those objects.
Standing at an impressive 6′7″ even without her hrosn, Feferi definitely takes the cake in this height comparison, Kalona only reaching to about her waist in total. She snickers at how small and cute he is, putting her palm onto her sheek as she smiles with closed mouth, fins fluttering during the control of her light giggle.
“Oh my cod you’re so small and cute!” It takes the seadweller her whole willpower not to squeal and scoop him up, it might startle the pawfooted troll in front of her. Instead she approaches him a little slower, just to make sure she doesn’t scare him or anything, what with the height difference and all. Her gait is well paced and elegant, despite the vaguely flipper-esque feet covered in wrappings mimicing shoes for seadwellters with fin-feet.
Suddenly, Kalona extends his hand towards her, a gesture of politeness she wasn’t entirely aware of. She was used to most trolls bowing to her, but it’d make sense a troll who’d not know of the hemospectrum and such wouldn’t know,a nd she wouldn’t ask him to anyway, she didn’t care about that. Instead she curiosly takes Kalona’s pawed hand into her webbed ones, mustering it for a moment, then smiling at him again as she crouches down to him to be at eye-level.
“Oh jeeze, you’re so warm!! Must be your blood, lower colors have that! Either wave, it’s SO nice to make meet you! you’re cuter than I thought!!” Another giggle as Feferi wiggles her fins at him.
“And you have such a nice hive too!”
run/walk cycle studies - they won’t ever get more clean than this
BASICALLY I’m trying to figure out how not real things move, it’s pretty educational
I borrowed Ikamo and Kristmas
Digitigrade leg walk/run cycles. You can’t get much more awesome than this. I love ‘em.
@thelostlowaaangel
(( @stabbinfish this is what Kalona currently walks like in 4′2″ pawfoot troll form
oh uh! hi!! :OO my name is nepeta but my title is huntress so please use that!!
dont worry about talking lots, i like to too XPP
and i dont think you have to take care of the other timelines but for what its worth theres a version of you thats already empress on my planet!!!
do you have a title i should call you or…???
Alrig)(ty, )(untress!!
O)( I sea! T)(at’s reely cool!! I )(ope s)(e does a good job, becod otterwise I’d eel somew)(at bad. 38( Because I wanna try and be a good --Empress and make everyfin betta foar t)(e people, naut only )(ig)(bloods, lowbloods and midbloods also!!
U)(, w)(ale I fink I’d only get my adult tidal w)(en I become --Empress, boat many people call me )(eiress so.
Making new fronds;
@kalona-ghigua
It had taken quite a while for you to get ready, but eventually you had made yourself at least kind of presentable and gotten your hair dry after diving up from the deep currents you found yourself usually dwelling. You’re a seadweller, of course you dwell the sea! It only made sense. Especially since you could hear your lusus down there and always easily locate her to feed her.
You had asked her permission to visit Kalona, and whilst she seemed concerned, Gl’bgolyb had allowed you to visit the troll, reminding you of self defense tactics in case that this could be a trap of your ancestor.
You wouldn’t leave unarmed of course, especially not by leaving your favorite weapon behind, the 2x3trident, which simultaneously doubled as your favorite object. You were so attached to the thing you just couldn’t bring yourself to go anywhere without it. Quite silly, no?
Your hair was dry and at least a little brushed now, wild curls and waves going althe way throughout it. It fell almost regally over your shoulders and back, reaching your heels. Some of the strands almost looked braided, whilst others were just wild in themselves, and once you’ve checked yourself in the mirror to make for a good, presentable heiress and not some sloppy deepsea fish waiting for culling you practice the smiling with the mirror again, so that it wouldn’t get to much on accident.
“Right, good, I think that shoald suffice.” Your voice isn’t exactly deep, you’re not that old yet. You know from tapes on the tv that your ancestor’s voice if deep and sounds almost otherworldly; with an accent only she had. You doubt that you have that accent. You tilt your had to the side. Seemed like there was stilla looot of time left for your voice to reach that level. It’s still rather feminine and medium high, so it shouldn’t seem too intimidating you think.
You smile at your reflection like a winner, before flipping your hair - that is, some of it’s parts that are hanging into your face - and grab your golden trident, FINALLY hopping onto the transportalizer. God you acted like such a girl, a human would say, spending so much time getting yourself presentable, and you’d tell them that they’re stupid and there’s no such thing as being “such a girl”. Not to mention, you’re a troll. You don’t even know what a girl really is.
You put the coordinates Kalona gave you with a surprisingly gentle touch, and once activated, the transportalizer zaps you away in a bright, white light towards the destination. Another zapping noise goes off as you arrive in a hive that immediatly strikes you as foreign. It smells differently here and the air feels less damp and salty, so not by the salt sea, you’d figure. Not a highblood, not that it mattered. You’re just really nosy.
Stepping off of the transportalizer seemed like a good idea, so with light and a movement that was more graceful than you expected from yourself (which made you a little proud of yourself), you stepped off of the machine, curiously eyeing the room you were in, before calling out for your host and possible new friend.
“Shello Kalona, it’s me, Feferi!”
Oh! Älrighty, here they Äre. ○ ○ ○
~{Kalona Ghigua has sent coordinates to: Feferi Peixes}~
Ocray, tank you! I’ll be over quickly!
I meÄn I Won’t ComplÄin, but I don’t WÄnt to inConvenienCe you or Änything.
O)(m you aren’t don’t worry! I wouldn’t )(ave offered if it was a finconvenience, Kalona!
Oh my. ThÄt doe§n’t §ound bÄd ÄctuÄlly… Do you need my coordinÄte§? I CÄn §end them your WÄy if §o.
Pike troll crocodile dundee!! Arms put on your back and s)(oos)(! 38)
Yes, I’d need t)(em!
Reblog if you want anonymous opinions about you.
@afflatedcazadora
S)(ello t)(ere newcomer!!
It’s s)(orely LOV--ELY to make yoar acquaintance, oar proverbial one anywave, so, u)(m, a)(oy, a)(a)(!!
My nam’s Feferi Peixes, )(eiress to t)(e Alternian T)(rone, oar to my Alternia’s t)(rone anywave. I don’t t)(ink t)(at counts foar otter tidelines...? W)(o cares, I need to learn )(ow to manage one (1) Alternia already, and bouy, it’s a mess....
Boat! I )(ave goals and ideals I want to ac)(ieve, fins I want to c)(ange once I’m ---Empress!
Biq, rgsrqsa ekir riasx!! Oar in englis)(, “Now, t)(at was a lot to say!” Sorry if I )(appen to c)(ew yoar audio organs off, e)(e)(.
W)(om do I )(ave t)(e pleas)(ore of talking to?
YeÄh, I’m ju§t reÄlizing it recently. I meÄn I’ve looked up §ome thing§ Äbout it, Änd I get the bħi§ oƒ the Whole thing. But it’§ odd, I CÄnt §eem to ƒind Änything Äbout my oWn bloodColor. But I’m probÄbly looking in the Wrong Äreħ. But i gue§§ leÄrning Äbout it ƒrom you might help §inCe you’re the Heire§§, you’re §uppo§ed to knoW Äbout it. But I’m pretty §ure it look§ fine, but iƒ you in§i§t it being §o, then I hÄve nothing to do but believe you. Änytime. Änd Äbout the only thing thÄt might bloW up in your ƒÄCe i§ my temper, I tend to get up§et Änd I §uCk other§ into by ÄCCident. But I promi§e not to ÄCt like thÄt With you, you probÄbly hÄve enough §tre§§ With hiding Änd Äll.
Don’t worry, I’m pretty good at )(andling stress seatuations!! If you )(appen to accidentily blow up into my face I’m gonna )(old you down and pap you until yoar eeling betta oar getting tired, t)(at s)(ould do t)(e job I fink.
I can come over rig)(t now if you want!
Nice to meet you as well; Feferi; Name;s Ashylo;
And why hiding?
Lovely to make yoar proverbial acquaintance, I’m s)(ore!
U)(, in )(iding because my ancestor’s still alive, breat)(ing and after me and I’m at least pike 98%ly s)(ore s)(e don’t want to invite me foar tea none. 38/
(!!!) a cute cuttlefish(!) its nice to meet ye too, cutiefish(!)
psallo ferrum(.) former Highblood, and tankfully naut dead(.) are ye shore ye shoald be on a public website if ye are in hidin :o?
its much moor lovely to meet such a polite young troll such as yoarshellf, feferi(.)
A)()(, )(mn, tank you miss! Boat I don’t undersand )(ow one becomes a “former” )(ig)(blood? 38? I don’t fink you can just c)(ange yoar color... oar wait, you mean t)(at as in tidal, rig)(t? Was yoar tidal )(ig)(blood? Grand )(ig)(blood? And you use fis)(puns! Fintersting!!
I’m saury foar asking so many questions. 38′)
A)()()(, you flatter me!!!
