Muffin
(#18329458)
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.16 m
Wingspan
6.25 m
Weight
494.4 kg
Genetics
Mulberry
Vipera
Vipera
Lavender
Hypnotic
Hypnotic
White
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 7 Nocturne
EXP: 132 / 11881
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
Muffin
Alchemist, Walking Disaster "They said I shouldn't touch this or the world would explode. Ha, I know what I'm doing!" aaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaa aaaaaa aaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaa |
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Muffin used to be a researcher at the Observatory, but was promptly demoted and fired when she decided to make radioactive muffins and feed them to several plants. Needless to say, the Arcanist wasn't too pleased about having to extract the seven Fae dragons and two Spirals from a deranged plant, not to mention that Imperial. Well, how was Muffin to know that radioactive material mutated plants? Though she defended herself quite ably (ha!) she's still been banned from the Arcanist's quarters and hasn't returned since. But you know, she's just biding her time, waiting for the right chance to bust in and reclaim her old spot. After all, it's been scientifically proven that 14-inch walls and arcane security magic of the highest quality cannot hold her. Nobody knows how Muffin got into the Aequitas Clan. One day, she was nonexistent, and next day, she was putting mimic powder in their soup and transmuting their familiars. Strangely enough, the leaders have made her a clan member, as they are quite foreign to the field of alchemy and Muffin had the knowledge they lacked. That doesn't mean every dragon has accepted her, however. Nephthys, as per usual towards newcomers, gave her quite a colorful exchange of cuss words in at least thirteen different languages, but this time, most of the clan was inclined to stand with her. Muffin doesn't mind though, either because she doesn't have a mind, or because she doesn't have a mind. |
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Muffin has invented many wondrous inventions, such as a switch that turns itself off and the hamburger that bites when bitten (containing enzymes from the pineapple!). She's quite proud of her creations, most of which she's installed, to the dismay of her clanmates, in obscured corners of the lair. She's prevailed over all her clanmates' protests with the deadly argument 'I said so' followed by the even more fearsome: 'I've got dangerous chemicals'. Well, maybe one day, when some other alchemist comes along, they can get rid of her. Until then, they'll just have to live in the constant state of fear that their blankets will eat them in their sleep. …yeah…good luck with that. Muffin also prides herself on being the first to discover how to create life, though she might want to remember that practically all eleven of the deities could do it. Her Tar-Trooper Slarg was one of her many creations, and the first to not run around trying to murder the entire clan. Improvement!…Wait, what's it eat - oh my gods. She is widely considered the most dangerous dragon in the lair, as her experiments have a habit of blowing up at least six times a day, taking down the walls of her laboratory with it. It's a joke she must be evolved from a cockroach, because even the daily explosions haven't been enough to take her down. As it is, some dragons wonder if it's possible to even kill her. Any weapon has proven to melt from the radioactive slime that covers her scales, and she trips so often not even a carefully calculated spell has a hope of hitting her. Even if the entire clan falls to some kind of corrupted beast, she'd probably survive and walk out of the ashes with her cauldron full of molten goods. Such is the virtue of being a mad scientist. Like a mousetrap, it's simple to sneak into Muffin's den (Read: Lab), yet difficult to get out. Muffin has her lair rigged to completely obliterate any outsider. A choking scent of sulfur and weird smells better left to one's imagination wafts around this laboratory, accompanied by the smell of freshly-baked blueberry muffins. (Yes, it's as gross as it sounds.) Not many dragons aside from the research team visit Muffin, and living next to her is considered a punishment from the seventh level of hell. She's also endlessly curious, and prone to shoving anything new she sees in her dreaded cauldron. We can only hope Muffin doesn't resort to transmuting - No Muffin DON'T - |
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A r t w o r k
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Photoshopped by ZincAlloy |
This hatchling is approved by Bill Nye the Science Guy. Practice safe science, everyone! |
§ Art by Drytil |
§ Art by Fizzywits |
§ Art by duilcet
§ Art by Kamazu
§ Art by treesponge
§ Art by TsarinaTorment
§ Art by Quintillion
§ Art by TsarinaTorment
§ Art by WhiteVenom
§ Art by LavenderAmethyst
§ Art by Annadrujok
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