Okami

Alright, thanks guys!

I have an OC who is essentially an android from another planet (well, android isn't the right word has she wasn't created by mankind but she looks pretty human) who is trying to hunt down the entity that made the entire species of her creators go extinct while she was in cryo sleep (she doesn't know who or what did it, it's a wild goose chase through the stars). Anyway, aesthetically she's very much inspired by the waning moon phases, her weapon of choice is a sickle that resembles a crescent moon. I have two name ideas for her, but can't really decide on which. Crescent or Skara I was thinking about naming her either Artemis or Diana but due to my affection for the DC characters of the same name I'm refraining from doing that. So what do you guys think? Skara or Crescent?

9/10 For the sheer love I feel for Futurama.

I have these two, along with a few other animals but these girls are the most photogenic. Here is the elegant and majestic Laynie: She's not being aggressive or anything, gravity is just pulling her lip down. And here is Chaos. If she were human she would be a very bad person. Do not trust that cute little face and absurdly long whiskers (seriously, they look way too big to be functional).

Take your time, I appreciate you making us festive but don't burn yourself out

Wow, I love this game already. Anyway, if you need a beta tester I'm willing!

This sounds fun! Feel free to give one or both of them some (much needed) Christmas cheer!

Is this a glitch? I'm as far in the game as I can be as of now but.

The darkness... It was moving! Cora, ignoring her hand, lays onto her back and rolls, winding up on her stomach. "Those garter snakes were fast..." She murmurs, "Let's hope I am too..." Cora couldn't really explain how she moved, she just did. It was as easy as blinking or wiggling her fingers, she didn't have to think "move" or anything, instead the powerful muscles in her serpentine tail propelled her forward at a speed similar to running. "Hello?! Is someone there? Hello?!" Cora's movement halts, the sudden lack of motion nearly having her face plant the ground. A girl's voice. It was probably just a dream figment or something but... "Um, hi! Do you hear me?" Cora calls, hoping to no longer be alone with the approaching darkness.

Why'd her bed feel so hard? It usually felt the most comfortable when she woke up, Cora squints up and stiffens. Above her was a dark fog, turning her head slightly she could see more of the same behind her. "Ok. Relax. Relax. It's a dream." Cora consoles herself, struggling into a sitting position. She had had her fair share of scary dreams after the car accident and- Oh... None of them did this... In front of Cora, or, rather, below her, was a large black tail. In the woods behind her house Cora had captured her fair share of snakes, she liked them when they didn't make her hands smell, they were quick, silky, and well... Cool! But as much as she liked the legless reptiles she didn't fancy having them for her lower half. "Remember.Dream.Dream.Notreal." Cora says quickly, she could barely understand her words from gibberish. She closes her eyes, as she had heard falling asleep in a dream wakes you up, only to find she could still see. Tentatively, Cora waves a hand (clawed, she notes with increasing panic) in front of her eyes. She could still see it, like she was looking through a window that was a bit fogged up. Her eyelids were clear. Cora jams a fist in her mouth to muffle an upcoming cry of panic only to yank it out with a yelp. Two neat little holes marred her snow white flesh and they stung like a bee. "Oh no... Did I... Poison myself? If there's anyone Up There, looking down on us..." Cora begins, "please make me non venomous snake..."

War means violence and I only know one girl with a blue flame who lives in a constant state of violence. Is she based on Black Rock Shooter?

Oh shower thoughts, or as I like to call them, epiphanies (is that the plural?) as I don't usually get them in the shower. Just recently I was cat sitting to lovely tabbies when I gasped, picked one of them up, and whispered "imaginary friends are our first OCs" to his fuzzy little face. I can't get that out of my head. It just makes so much sense to me. Anyway, what sudden realizations of amazing proportions have you guys had recently? I hope this is the appropriate forum for this as my epiphany just happened in my life.

Oops, I thought one of those questions was for me. I can't delete my comment, sorry for the mix up.

Whoops, I thought I had mentioned that. Going through again I see I forgot. Yeah, I was planning on having her tail be useful for stuff as well as well.