[Jurinjo]

My avatar is a dude xD

She's a diligent guard roaming the canals, protecting the citizens of Trisphee even during Nox Noctalis (forgot exact name I too lazy to look up).

[AlphaPrime]

(fixed it)

He had no friends even among his guards; so he spent most of his waking hours looking out over his lands wishing he had a friend

[Gallagher]

"Hey! Hey, guys! How does this nose look? I used marker this time!"

[Salone]

Galla didn't want to dance the pole, but it was the only way to pay for her cross-species dressing, even if so far all she had was the stuffed elephant head. But she wouldn't stop. She wanted to love the skin she's in...

Even if it was something else's.

[Alatariel]

Salone is a dreaded Viking all across the lands. His name is feared in even the brightest of cities, where Vikings are things of legends. However, the name he has made for himself is not his true nature. When alone, he wishes nothing more than to befriend the cuddly animals in the forest. For this, he wears a special pink elephant hat as to be accepted as kind and gentle to the forest creatures..

For now, he walks a lonely road with his trusty dragon sidekick, hoping one day to be accepted for who he is..

[Salone]

Alatariel, the Angel of Punk looked down upon the world from on high. It was her, in her rebellion against the Standard of Music, that launched the counterculture musical renaissance that began in the 70's and 80's in this universe. The twisted muse for those twisted artists taught them the sacred garb for their movement, laces and clothes of purposefully ripped designs to shout to the world the struggles they had stood against. Their strife was insurmountable however, as she clashed for eternity against the legion fiends of Dubsteb, EDM, and the elder 90's god Techno.

[Espy]

Salone is the hose that Ashy uses to spray cat piss. Enough said.

[CupcakeDolly]

'Espy' is the stage name for a popular JRock star. Espy despises his fame however, as he is far too cool for mainstream music (plus he's not even Japanese - or human, for that matter, as you can clearly see from his robot arm and piercing yellow eyes). Espy longs for the days when he used to belt out angsty robo-hypno-biker funk in underground clubs, where a small gathering of equally cool people would somberly nod their heads in approval of his sweet beats. He despises his rabid fangirls, and swears he will have bloody retribution if he finds one more goddamn pair of soiled panties stuffed in his mailbox.

[Appalachia]

CupcakeDolly is a magical human, gifted their talent from a box of purple hair dye. They spend their day fluttering through the town, bestowing black and white clothing upon the citizens.

[Salone]

Appalachia travels the world collecting snails and educating the less informed denizens that snails are in fact, mollusks. Some would mistakenly mistake them for cephalopods, which they are not, as Appalachia would be quick to point out their mistake. At night she dons her all black suit to vandalize and scare the world's heliciculturists in to giving up their barbaric practices, freeing the snails so that they may travel the world! Or at least, the yard. Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

[Lawtan]

On a Tuesday, Salone woke up from his most dapper, if dusty, wooden bed. Salone with a happy grin went to get out of bed, only to find the ceiling too short and his muscles less mighty than usual. However, the clever fellow found a compartment outside his - rather smaller tan he remembered - room. Leaving, he found that the earth covered his little room. "Good heavens," thought Salone, "there must have been one of them notorious landslides! No wonder parts of my spiffy fashionable home are missing and my powerful tendons are aching!" So, the ever-peppy Salone began to dig through the dirt. It was oddly quite easy.
Eventually, with a heaving breath - at least, it seemed like a breath, but smelled more like gas - Salone got out of his overrun home. Looking up and about, Salone cried out in shock, "Golly! The landslide must have pushed a whole city over my home! I should go and see if my neighbors are alright!"
So, the courteous and rather nude - a hat is enough for a fellow with as much bourgeois presence as he - strutted out of the graveyard, scaring the life right out of the teenagers trying to sneak on by. He was quite hungry for some rare steak!

[Gallagher]

Little did the group of crying children know, Lawtan was, in fact, more interested in playing tag than devouring their souls.

[Appalachia]

The skeleton drummed its bony fingers against the desk, and Gallagher wondered if a frown would have graced its lips, had the creature had any.

“Are you sure?”

“Positive!”

And so it was that Gallagher entered into a fake relationship with a skeleton (a very nice looking skeleton, with a great personality, thank you) in order to gain the attention of the skeleton’s crush. One Mr. Funny Bones. Gallagher went all out for this endeavor. Going so far as to apply fake blood on their skin, rip holes in perfectly good pants, and even write a love letter.

With any luck Mr. Funny would notice the before mention skeleton, get jealous, steal her away, and ride off in a ghostly carriage with her while Gallagher wondered if perhaps applying false cuts with super glue had been the wrong idea.

[Nila]

She stared into the distance, a cold look on her face.

"I really shouldn't have ate all that candy corn," she groans.

But, alas, she was cursed to eat candy corn for the rest of her days.
So much candy corn was being consumed, she was starting to turn into one herself!

[Espy]

Nila is a cat. Well, okay, no. Let me rephrase that. Nila is the cat familiar of a rather clumsy apprentice wizard, whose master decided that, after months of frustration, haywire magical energies, and exploding flasks, to give said apprentice another teacher.

The master wizard had, as of then, recently found an orange tabby kitten. Quite intelligent, too. And able to talk! A sure sign of sorcerous abilities, and definitely made for a good familiar. Nila had spent only a few weeks under the tutelage of the master wizard when the old man threw up his hands in exasperation as he walked into a blackened and rather well-burnt alchemy lab, his apprentice sitting, stunned, in the middle of glass shards and widely-strewn ingredients. Expensive ones, no less.

In slight desperation, he placed his apprentice in the care of Nila, who, despite often getting both herself and the apprentice into troublesome adventures, did end up teaching him quite a lot. And he had just perfected his shapeshifting spell as Halloween rolled around, and, overly excited to show his tutor, cast the spell backwards in her general direction.

...Unfortunately, the cat had just been exploring the insides of a carved-out pumpkin, and, well, you know the rest.

[Lawtan]

The Bird-people believed in a Great Red Raven, the creator of the Shadow-swamp. It was said in tales long ago that the Raven fought off the Sun-wolf, and established the fertile ground for all birds. In its honor, the Birds hunt down and sacrifice canine creatures to feed the spirit of the Raven. The Great Raven is known as Espy.