May 3, 2025
Fossil Trilobite, Ampyx cf. priscus, from Morocco #2
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Fossil Trilobite, Ampyx cf. priscus, from Morocco #2
Someone fucking pointed out how exhausting it is that these two fuckers are named that similarly!
Another couple of NPCs coming soon (tm) to a Chronicle near you (take a wild guess which one). First off a trio of Anarchs swooping into town to serve as a rogue element to the current Anarch Movement's status quo (if one could even call it that). - Teàrlag Murray (she/her) - Chile of a local, infamous Gangrel Anarch legend, trying to use her late old man's rep to try and make a claim to Baron. - Louve Silver (she/they) - Ex Sabbat Gangrel, turned Ahrimane, trying to start shit with the local Camarilla since the Anarchs are playing *too* nice with 'em in her opinion. - Amaris (they/them/any) - Malkavian soothsayer who's seeing some mighty storm brewin' over the city in the near future.
Meanwhile, in the Sword of Caine, another trio makes its way into town, pursuing some nefarious Infernalists and trying to keep tabs on the local Sabbat's shenanigans. Surely there's no demon-worshipping going on here, no sir. - Invidia Fel (she/her) - Harbinger of Skulls Priscus with a mighty bone to pick with some rival necromancers. Judge Inquisitor to the Sabbat. - Aurelio Aristide Grimaldi (he/him) - Invidia's Templar and Knight Inquisitor to her Judge. Prim and proper Ventrue Crusader-type. - Kore Tartarus (she/they/it) - Black Hand Lasombra who's going to be beefing with her Bishop Sire and his most recent batch of childer. Elder sis going to be bullying her baby brothers.
my only shadow dragon is a 9 yo ridgeback i bought when i first joined the site. hes old and tired.
does any art exist of priscus before he got all......toothy? 🥺
mmmm definitely not i think from the moment he was a toddler his body kinda went haywire although i guess his "prime" would be when he was in his 20s bc he had only a few central mouths that were actually functional and only had 1 or 2 internal mouths that would gnash at his tissue, but overall his mane was shorter so more mouths were visible and able to be used to his advantage instead of just eating his hair, he later grew a massive mouth out of the back of his neck/ back which is why he develops a hunchback:
SHE, A PRINCESS BORN TO EVERYTHING, AND HE, A MAN BORN TO BE NOTHING. Diana studies Mickey like she is a student and he carries the answers to her thesis. Her teeth bite into her bottom lip. Her eyebrows knit together. It will never not be strange to see him in this environment, the first man to step his boots onto paradise. The sunshine paints her skin golden, as Diana enjoys the sight of him, his scrawny figure peculiar against the backdrop of the beach. She had taken his hand and taken him here, under the promise of a great adventure. Now, she lays on her stomach only feet away from the water, cheeks pressed against sand, like she is giving thanks to the elements of which gave her life.
From here, she asks: ❛ Do you ever wonder what it might be like? To have a scar that stays? ❜ Eyes, colored a chocolate brown, look at Mickey in equal doses of curiosity and excitement. ❛ One that we would have to keep on our skin and carry forever? And ever? ❜ She reveals pearly teeth as a smile breaks out on her mouth, as she nestles her body further into the ground, her flesh speckled with sand and her dress a muddy mess.
@priscus
🫣 for a "ALMOST" kiss. ryuu and yuri
NEW YEARS EVE KISSES.
the sky is erupting with bright colors as fireworks bring light across a moonlit valley. a spectacle for all to witness. sounds of joy, laughter and celebration in the distance.
a hand, secure and warm, is resting upon her shoulder. but not just any hand. his hand. they are seated together on a bamboo bench, dressed at least, in celebration of the new year to come.
she feels his leathered fingers cup her chin, bringing her gaze to meet his. her palms come to rest on his upper torso, almost as if they're going to snake around his neck.
she knows what's coming. the warmth of his breath as his mouth inches closer. fingers flex in anticipation. however, just as he's about to kiss her, she catches his chin.
her words soft.
‘ kisu suru no ni tokubetsuna jikan wa iranai yo, doragon. ’ ( we don't need a special time to kiss, my dragon. )
@priscus.
Timothy Blore : Colosseum (S01E01)