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razzretina:

I love making OCs for Weirdlanders’ twisted take on Skylanders. 😀

Lore
sex: female (as far as anyone knows)
species: elf, dragon, phoenix, unicorn mish mash
colors: soft pastels

Whatever Lore was in life, she doesn’t care and it matters not in the presence of the woman she worships as a goddess, Hysteria.

When creating her patchwork demon, Hysteria made sure to gather parts from sentient beings who had died terribly at the hands of those who did not work for her parents or siblings. The elf part, especially, had an unfortunate end (all that was left of her body was the head). Why Hiss created Lore in the first place is unknown, but in so doing, she’s made herself a servant more devoted than the most dedicated priest of any known religion in all of Skylands.

Don’t let Lore’s serene looks or soft colors fool you: she is a killer. She is never not smiling, but her smile is brightest when ripping apart another sentient creature. It almost…but not quite…reaches her empty, soulless eyes. Pray you never hear her laugh. The only beings she refrains from killing are her goddess, Hysteria’s other creations, and those her goddess deems worthy of life (Hysteria’s family, mostly, though Hiss may have given Lore orders not to kill every living thing if only so there will be people left for her to subjugate later). Lore has an intense hatred for the living in general. What memories are left to her of the lives her parts lived are nightmares of their torture and eventual murders. She does sleep when she must, but Lore finds the activity distasteful because it always brings those memories to the fore, renewing her desire to seek vengeance on the air suckers who ended her in the first place.

When not doing her goddess’ bidding or tearing her way through the living, Lore enjoys reading. Her talons are just dexterous enough to turn book pages. Mostly, though, she spends her time in contemplation of the most holy Hysteria. Even if Hiss unmade her, Lore would see the act as one of divine benevolence.

Lore is capable of speech but often prefers to be silent, intimidating or lulling her victims with her constant seeming of serenity. Her voice is soft and gentle and she is capable of singing, as well as a number of more disturbing sounds that mix the voices of all her constituent parts. Lore is also capable of flight, but seems to stay in the air more through magic, hovering when she wishes to without the use of her wings.

OOC : OH MY LAWDY JAYSUS 

LOOK AT THAT BABU, THAT SWEET EVIL BABU. RAZZY SHE IS BOOTYFUL Holy poops I freakn adore her so much and her personality aaaaaaah RAZZ I LOVE YOU LONG TIME 

razzretina:

Ghosts of Kurosia
If these two had names in life, nobody remembers them. The Pariah is a thin, wispy Seuth spirit whose lifetime powers of prophecy have expanded in death to allow her to see alternate realities, timelines, and futures. Her eternal lover, the Berserker, is a Brokt of impressive size who spends her afterlife guarding children and female warriors of any species she deems worthy of her protection. Both wander the lost city of Kurosia as well as the dreams/nightmares of the living when they choose to. Thanks to the Pariah’s Seuth gifts, their spirits are free to roam any realm they wish to visit, but both can most often be found haunting realms where their Lost Queen, Feuriah, can be found.

In Life

Berserker was always big and tough for her age. Clever and devious, she was always more than happy to let others believe she was a simple brute until it was far too late, using her wits to bring them down just as often as her strength. When she came of age, she managed to enter the mating fights on the side of the males. For whatever reason, one male challenged her and seemed to have won the right to sire her children until the Berserker rose from the arena floor in a fury and slammed her thick horns against his skull, killing him. Having not intended to kill anyone that day, she joined the army as a way to atone to her would-be suitor’s family. She learned how to consciously wield her vicious battle fury and earned the nickname “Berserker” for charging into all fights wearing no armor save a medallion made from the cracked, indented skull cap and knocked out teeth of her dead challenger. She never entered the breeding arena again nor did she bear any children of her own, but the Berserker was always kind to the young of her people. When she wasn’t fighting for the army, the Berserker was a skilled craftsdragon of Kurosian armor. Her ultimate dream in life was to protect her Queen. Whether that became a reality for her is unknown.

The Pariah was always almost too smart for her own good, using her wits to foment trouble and chaos anywhere she went. While she had a soft spot for the young or defenseless, she would go a long way to make it seem otherwise. She took especial delight in using her prophetic gifts to tear apart the relationships of anyone who had displeased her. Despite her penchant for being unlikable, the Pariah went through life without any scars or threats of bodily harm thanks to her gift for prophecy. She was very good at knowing when and how someone would die and got immense joy from revealing that information at the slightest provocation. A wanderer for most of her days, she settled down with the Berserker when it became clear that the Brokt was more than a match for her malicious wit. She made a living after that telling fortunes (and only speaking the bad ones if asked or if a client particularly annoyed her).

((You said I could do it, Weird, so here they are! XD I did not expect the Skylanders version of these two to be lesbian ghosts. 😀 If anything is way off for these stories, lemme know and I’ll fix it. 🙂 The Kuros belong to WeirdHyena.))

// OOC : OH MY JEBUS, A;SLKDFJ JEBUS JEBUS JEBUS JEBUS JEBUS THIS IS BOOTYFUL AND THE STORIES JUST Razz i love you so much ❤ I freakn love this so hard I can’t even. Creative, beautiful, AND A;LSKDFJ RAZZ YOU NEVER CEASE TO AMAZE ME