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Look at my avvy! And LOOK at what I drew! It's me lol the website I drew it on had comments saying that they loved Niche. I'm glad to say we are not alone!8 points
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So I'm sure a lot of people have already suggested bug collecting snouts, or ways to collect bugs as a food source, but I really like this idea so here we go. People of the Niche forums, i present to you..... THE FROODLE!! That's right!! This cute little guy can be found an nearly every island, and can provide a LOT of food to your tribe! Why's it called the Froodle? Cause I'm lazy and couldn't figure out a good name for him. So yeah! FROODLES FOR DAYSSSSS!!! How's the Froodle found? The Froodle is found in tree stumps, after a stump has been broken open. A stump can be broken by a creature of 10 strength, and once open, a swarm of Froodles will fall out. The Froodles are too scared to move away from trunk, so no worries about them scurrying off. Here's a pic with some info: Once the trunk is open, the Froodles will crawl out and sit around. The bugs can only be collected by Nichelings with Nimble fingers, or the Insect snout. (snout collects 3 bugs at a time, the fingers collect 1 per paw, 2 if you have double paws.) The bugs are easily scared! So if you sleep by the trunk (pass a day with someone next to it) the bugs will hide back in the trunk! The only way to reach them then is with the Insect snout. The bugs will come back out only if you sit a tile or more away for two days. The bugs give 1 food per bug, and you can collect 10 a day (if the trunk is fully swarming with bugs) so with the snout you can collect a max of 9 bugs a day. The bugs will grow back 1 on a normal, not raining day. On a raining day, two more bugs will grow back. (by grow back I mean a bug appears, like berries grow back every day.) You don't need to worry about the bugs disappearing, there's always some hiding deep in the trunk, reproducing so the bugs never go extinct. Much like Bunnils. The main problem to deal with is the trunk itself - it won't go back to the old trunk, and you can't sit on it. So be careful with trunk you break. Another thing - other wanderers can also collect the bugs. (And you can attempt to collect bugs.) ALSO the bugs wont appear in snow mountains, so you cant break trunks on a mountain island. Only in jungles, and grassland islands (and where ever else they can appear) PHEW! Now that that's over, here's the bug collecting snout! (Insectivorous snout, or my name for it, Sticky tongue snout) The Sticky tongue snout isn't hard to get, and can be unlocked after collecting, or attempting to collect, 30 bugs. The snout is about as rare as purr snout, so it can be found on wanderers: The snout has one collecting, three bug collecting, and two smelling. The snout looks like a big nose, but slightly rounder at the edge with a long tongue sticking out like so: WELL THATS IT HOPE YOU LIKE IT7 points
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I hope this becomes a Niche joke like the bread one I'm gonna edit my status thingamadoodle now...4 points
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Application Forum Username: BannerGirl411 District: 9 Tributes: Prince and Perdita Prince was the leader of my lost savefile. While slow of movement, he charms everyone he meets and has the ability to predict weather patterns. Pretty sure everyone has seen my Perdi by now. She is the leading lady for my current tribe. She is fast and very smart, with the ability to sneak attack any enemy who comes her way.4 points
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I'm gonna keep myself from just being Meringue. heheh. Bearyena Ears Antlers Big Nose Medium body Claw + Nimble Fingers Hindlegs Medium Tail A mix of colors that makes me white but with a slight tan Blue eyes Blond-brown horn color (to mimic my hair color) Freckle-colored pattern Dots A combination that makes it look like the creature has tiny freckles all over (I have a lot of freckles- on just the front of my neck and face, I have ten of them! (not including my 'beauty mark' (why do they even call it that?)))4 points
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Dear drone engineers The Steam autumn sale has begun! This is the first ever sale Nimbatus is participating in, with a -20% discount So if you don't owe the game yet or want to gift it to someone, now is a good time! We are also organizing a 24 hour long stream on our Steam page, featuring both our team and Twitch streamers ^^ So come stop by ----> Nimbatus on Steam3 points
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1. I will not leave Tiny Green without a decently sized tribe. 2. Speedrunning through any island is always a bad idea. 3. I will not go to any island without hard consideration and preparation. 4. Whale Island will not be used as a shortcut to Crossing. It takes the fun out of the journey. 5. Just because a nicheling is blind/ugly/useless doesn't mean they cannot breed to produce a better child if the opportunity to obtain a desirable trait comes up. 6. However, just because someone can breed doesn't mean they should. 7. All wanderers are welcome to join my tribe. Fresh blood is hard to find. 8. It is against the Warrior Code to neglect any kit in pain or danger. 9. I will not banish or murder any of my tribe members without a good reason. 10. I will not try to create a dystopia. There's always someone who will cause it to fall. 11. I will not create perverse drama for my own amusement. 12. There's no bad reason to kill a rogue male. 13. If a bearyena comes after my tribe, I will immediately swarm until it dies. 14. I will not attempt to fight enemies I don't have the strength to kill. 15. Any predator with a defense stat should be avoided at all costs. 16. I will not pick food from "friendly" carnivorous flowers, or they will always betray me once all the food is gone. 17. I will not make my tribe so large that half of them are starving. 18. Roleplaying is always a good idea, as it makes the journey more fun. 19. However, I will not play challenges that are virtually impossible. 20. And finally, I will not use the console to get achievements. Cheaters never prosper.3 points
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Volume Two - Velvet/Continue Barry seemed to be hesitant on becoming Meana's mate. After all, she had two deformed paws and had a deformed snout- IS THAT HEAT BODY?! Barry happily decided to become Meana's mate, but Tanukir insisted that she bear (Did I use the right "bear"?) his first child. And so, the next day Meana gave birth to the first child in the tribe born to a wanderer. Since I forgot his name writing this, let's call him... How about Apricot? Tanukir was disappointed that Apricot carried over Meana's deformed snout and paw, but was very happy that he also had a wing. A few days later Nil and Velvet eventually caught up with the two, and were surprised to see Meana and Apricot. Tanukir assured them that Meana was a sweet wanderer, and her son as well. This eased Velvet, but Nil still felt uneasy looking at Meana. But something else was wrong! Barry, Eve's eldest, was coming to the point where he was going to die in the next few days because of how old he was. Barry waded into the river so he could die surrounded by water. Why did he do this? Because bees can't fly in the water lol But first, he decided to call for more creatures on the giant stump. Then came Rameana, another girl with a deformed snout but no crippled paws. Tanukir, the tribe's apparent gold digger, mates with Rameana and has Nil chase out Meana. Heartbroken, Meana swears to "never return again", and leaves him forever. But he doesn't care, he has Apricot and Rameana. Barry didn't care, either, because he was in a lake slowly dying. So Barry is dead now, and Remeana gets bored while on the tree stump waiting for her child to be born and calls out to the world. Nothing happens, 'till a strange creature pops out from the bushes... It was a two-day-old child. Volume Two - Velvet/End3 points
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I tend to go with... - Poison fangs, saber teeth and purr snout for the head. Preferably saber + purr. That's at least somewhat cat-y, right? -- If: the very lore breaking scorpion tail, there will be pronounced seasons. -- otherwise, meat only on a hard island. - no digging or bird genes. Often water body + poison fangs for RiverClans. -- all body types except toxic. Webbed toes are just too weird. So probably not too different from yours. The cracker jaw looks like a lion to me, the big nose dog-like. Horns are... I start with "horns should be very rare!" And always end up with full mega. horns. Stopped promising that.3 points
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I AM SORRY I KEEP DYING Howdy nyall, we're gonna be making a clan again this time i'll be implementing my warrior gene gen with it. I think the impact of appearance of clan life will be an interesting thing to work with, not to mention my edit with warriors aspirations. Cats with abnormal, uncatlike genes may have trouble getting mates or going up in clan rank. We'll see... Also, if you have any ideas of a storyline you want me to do for a clan (or for a regular niche tribe in general), ask me! We'll start in Story mode. Our starting cat is Birchbright. He has known from since he was a kit that he wants to be leader. He decided to run out on his own and make his own clan, giving his family one last nuzzle before finding his own place. He has a strong desire for peace, which may be a disadvantage in such a cutthroat world, but he's a spectacular hunter so he has that going for him. He wants to start a clan of his own, and call it Brightclan, named for optimism, wit and openness to others. If anything can be said about Birchbright, is that he is unwavering in looking for someone to start his clan with. He was already a middle-aged warrior when he found Yarrowleap, and despite the long time it took to find her, he believes she was worth it. Yarrowleap isn't exactly proficient in anything, but she aims to be, and has a love for kits. "So, what brings you on this dirt patch of a territory, Birchbright?" asks Yarrowleap, flicking her tail. "Looking to start my own clan." As long as he's wanted to do it, he's still a bit embarrassed to admit it. "Well, with a name like Birchbright, no one will take you seriously. How about... Birchstar? You know, like every other clan leader?" He flattens his ears. "I thought I needed a clan to do that..." "Well, you do now. Call me Yarrowleap of Brightclan." The two of them spend some time courting, and it isn't long before they have their own kit, who they name Branchstorm. He is a skilled hunter, but his lack of concern for warrior code overshadows his skill. The family moves to a new island. The clan's second kit is born, named Spikeburr. Though she wants to make her family happy, she cares little about warrior code, like her brother, making her not the best warrior. The kits' lack of respect of clan tradition worries both Birchstar and Yarrowleap, creating some tension between the two of them and their kits. Good thing the clan is joined by Molebush, a young medicine cat wanderer. He is inexperienced but has a gift with Starclan, and gives good advice. After spending some time becoming friends, Birchstar expresses his concerns about his kits respecting warrior code. He advises him to have another kit, that Starclan may be more in touch with this one. His prediction is correct! Birchstar and Yarrowleap have their third kit, Petalmuzzle. Petalmuzzle, unlike his siblings, has a strong sense of respect for the warrior code. He is also very skilled and wants many kits. Birchstar and Yarrowleap breathe a sigh of relief as his personality begins to show. However, as far as Birchstar is concerned, this celebration is short-lived. Yarrowleap dies of old age, and due to old age he himself has to go to his second of nine lives. How will he manage without his mate?2 points
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Me: Oh, I wanna draw [insert somebody's name here]! *starts to make out the face. all seems to be well, except...* Damn! The right eye is too big! *erases right eye and makes it smaller so it compares to the left eye* wait... that smile with the new eye makes him look drunk. *erases smile and fixes it so he's frowning* now he just looks mad. *erases and tries to make a smile again... casually fails and makes him look drunk again* GAHHHHHHHHHHH *erases mouth and throws sketchbook out of window*2 points
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Expression City Lights, by Kleg. (DeviantArt) I picked up speed down the gentle incline, leaning into the wind as the skateboard carried me faster and faster. At his hour there were few pedestrians out, and I slalomed back and forth, weaving past them. A shout, a curse, a whimpery gasp of fear as I whipped by pedestrians. I ignored them. My hair streamed in the wind. The air tasted like freedom. And my mastery over the board under my feet, the hard-won affinity for this extension of my body, that tasted even better. Then I was there. I pivoted my board and slid until I reached a full stop. I kicked the nose up and lifted it, slipped it through the cargo netting on my pack. My other hand raised the camera from my hip, holding it before me. I took a moment and absorbed my surroundings. Behind me, cars whizzed up and down the overpass. The sun was setting, and I stood in the single place from which I could see the entire city. From this angle, I could see fragments of the city beyond and around every high-rise and office building. Headlights crawled up and down the roads, and the building lights shone, turning on and off. There was not a single cloud, and the wind off the mountain had swept away the smog, leaving only a faint halo around each bright city light. I was not going to get a better shot. I pulled the lever to advance the film and put the viewfinder to my eye. I adjusted the zoom and the focus, found my frame, and exhaled, steadying myself, then snapped the shot. Modern cameras made this too easy. I preferred the knowledge and experience that real photography required. “What are you shooting?” A male voice, with that particular tone that said he was looking to make more than friends. “Pictures.” I adjusted the aperture settings and clicked on long-exposure mode, and set the camera on the rail to steady it, holding it perfectly still. I focused on an intersection, waiting for the light to change, then clicked the shutter open. This intersection had an intricate traffic pattern. The long exposure would reveal it to a glance, show the complicated– “Pictures of what? The city’s ugly and smoky, it stinks. If you went up to the mountains–” “If I wanted pictures of animals, I would have taken a picture of you.” A moment of stunned silence, but no footsteps. I turned camera in my hands, and took a picture of the boy’s face. Short dirty blond hair. Blue eyes. Freckles. Cute, but not handsome. Baby-faced, but older than he looked. “Look, sorry. That was rude. But don’t tell me how to do self-expression.” “Yeah . . . that’s fair. I’ll accept your apology if you accept mine. I’m sorry.” He sounded so sincere in his apology that I took pity. “Deal. I’m Sarah. And yes, I’m shooting the city. The lights, the traffic, the busy-ness. It’s like a hive, self-organizing and busy. This is the first day in the three weeks since I’ve found this place, that there hasn’t been fog or smog or rain.” “You’re serious about this. My name’s Brian. Think I can see some of your photos sometime?” “Look, Brian. I’m not in the market for a man to make me feel whole. I don’t need you.” I waited for the moment it took him to begin wrestling with that. It was all painted on his face. His features were mobile and expressive, showing everything he was thinking without guile. I could see his mind begin to gain traction on how to respond to more rudeness when I interrupted his train of thought. “But I don’t mind hanging out. A bunch of people get together at the library and share photos sometimes. Nine o’clock on Sundays, Central Library. But I am not–” I poked his chest. “–your girlfriend, and this is not–” I jabbed him again. “–a date. Are we clear?” He smiled and spread his hands. “You saw right through me. But I can be friends. I’m really interested in seeing your photos.” He had that tone in his voice. He was talking about friendship, but he still thought he would convince me to go out with him. I lifted my camera, taking another picture of him, and dropped my skateboard, kicking into motion. I did not bother saying goodbye; I would see him Sunday, or I would not. Later that night, bathed in the red light of my darkroom, I looked over the photos I had taken of him. I held the two up, side-by-side, considering the range of expression in his features, and how his eyes stood out even in a black-and-white photo. I remembered how clearly his features expressed every thought and feeling that seemed to enter his mind. The first photo showed him responding to my insult, shocked, and the second showed him just as his mind retook the idea that he might have a chance with me. Then I remembered that I would probably see him at the library on Sunday, and was surprised to find nervous butterflies in my stomach. Dammit, I thought to myself. He might be right.2 points
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UPDATE: i completed a gene generator for (slightly) more realistic looking cats! check it out here: https://perchance.org/d5ymntvphx2 points
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People didn't know how to play Niche, so they reviwed their beds intead XD2 points
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Haha, you guys are reading my mind It's going pretty ok so far though ^^2 points
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i like this... was planning on making a gene generator for the gene selector. maybe i’ll only include catlike genes... ;32 points
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This suggestion will be added in the next update ^^ I'll read through this post for inspiration2 points
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Webbed feet looked cool with his antlers. And I was trying to camoflauge in the deadly hills. Sadly, after he had one child, I could never find him again 😭2 points
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thanks! also, the last one wasnt even suppossed to be in the post but it appeared so i just left it lol2 points
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Not my cup of tea with the webbed hind legs and moss brown colouring but I had my fair share of pretty rogue males so I gotcha2 points
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I bought Nimbatus when it came out because I wanted to support you guys, even though I don't plan on playing it at the moment ^^ ❤️2 points
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We should get a bat head if I am not mistaken so that could work as a bug collecting snout. Love the Froodles2 points
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If you have an engineering mindset at all, you'll enjoy the neck out of this - and maybe even if you don't.2 points
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It makes me sad that I don't understand what Nimbatus players are talking about, so I might look into this2 points
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Okay. Part 3. Settling down--yet again. Some children are being born. Aka, A LOT of children are being born. Even though there's no rush whatsoever this time. I told y'all, I'm a Bread-Happy person. This guy showed up. He has recessive poison fangs, which I can never find. Into the tribe you go, buddy! He takes Isabella, daughter of the beloved Mousse, as his bride. Your genes don't suck so you get double wings in the mutation menu! No cracker jaws joined us on our adventure to this new island. Good thing it's unlocked. Now we have an heiress to this lovely oak tree. Her name is Acorn. Do you see her? Oh look, who's that cute and spiky wanderer? She looks like she could be related to that other guy we found. Too bad her genes totally suck. See for yourself. Deal breaker. x_x Actually, I changed my mind. Being the kind and loving person that I am, I decided that Rako deserves a place in the tribe alongside her 'brother,' even if her name and her genes are both terrible. Here they are, having a spiky family reunion. Also, look at our smelling on the beak side vs the big nose side. Pathetic. What's this? Pastelle the Second has TWINS? YASSSS I shall name them...Rolfe and Vivien Also, we finally have our first Poison Fanged nicheling! WOOOO! Way to go, Mister wanderer! (Also, way to go, beaks! I love how recessive they are XD) (As I say this I realize how useless poison fangs are when combined with double wings) That's it for now. More updates will be coming soon!2 points
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Thanks to our youngins being slowpokes, everyone is old. Time for a baby boom! Strawberry, the pink nicheling and Leaf, the purr-snout plop on the nests first. Then Mousse, the stinky red one, Saara, the stinky red spotted one, and Lark, the brown spotted one, do the same. Hopefully their next generation shall move on to the next ports. We won't stay here for long. Lots of kiddos!! Yay! Wait. Magic, your child. Is that.... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA MY PRECIOUS ANGEL U SHALL BE THE QUEEN AND U HAVE AUTO-JOINED THE PANTHEON WITH PASTELLE AND FONDUE RIP fsdkbealgeiudehsivt AAAAAAAAAA I'm so sorry just look at her!!! Somewhere around here, we defeat a single bearyena (no one is hurt) and invite a random useless wanderer into the tribe (I end up drowning him). No pics, unfortunately... Okay. Here goes my little second gen...this time we didn't wait for no slowpokes! Sorry, baby Scorp. Tangerine stares longingly for her final goodbye. At least her daughter Rosebud and her mate Snow are staying with her. Ofc Spirit is up front. Pastelle II is the pink one, the great-granddaughter of the original Pastelle, who was my fave. The only purr-snouted child of the only purr-snout is also required to come. Her name's bloodred cause she looks like the devil. Magic is coming too, being young and pregnant. Some other nichlings tagging along are Windy, Isabella, Robin, Ruffien, and Bear. Spirit's pre-selected scorpion mate Spicey leads the way to this tribe's 4th island total. Ahhh, much better! TBC. (like I said, long session)2 points
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Alright. Next we explore my VERY LARGE and INSANE ALL BIRB TRIBE It's also pretty successful with the most food. 700+ food! WOOOO (ikr not a ton still ;-; ) ok. I present to you.....THE FARSEA FEATHERS TRIBE!!!!!!!!! They started on whale island where wings were unlocked almost instantly. They have since traversed the archipelago. The tribe is almost ready to leave the archipelago. Just look at the creature count and you'll understand why. LOOK. Here's some dopplegangers Almost ready to ship off. We just need 2 more! They are still chirren and far away so a bit slow. COME ON YOU GUYSSSS! Meanwhile, Fishing Tail and some other helpful genes have been unlocked. OHMYGOSH this scorpion tailed child is COMING TOOOOO I shall name her Magic cause that's what she is to me!!! Reminds me of a past winged nicheling, who was a toxic yellow cracker jaw with gray spots, big ears and scorpion tail. Her name was Zest ;-; Someone's getting the boot off of the ports lol yup, poor Frost got the boot. Sorry, blue man. Everyone's pregnant and on the ports and we have a lot of food. We're ready to go now! On the ports are Strawberry, Mousse, Saara, Cocky, Tangerine, Snow, Leaf, Mars, and Magic. Saying our final goodbyes to Ocean and Electric's little fam... And these lonely guys and their wandering friend.... hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..... QmQ ummmmm,,,, okay i guess... I guess that means IT'S BABY TIME!!!! TBC in the next post! (I had a longer playthrough today)2 points
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I hate it when that happens... I used to be so bad at making the eyes look the same that I gave up lol2 points
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I am really looking forward to this. My current bots are at peak development, and I'd love something new to develop towards.2 points
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If I were a nicheling, I would be a platypus, because I have a beak for a mouth. With lean body. I am not that thin, but I am kind of fast, and my friends used to call me matchstick on parties before. Maybe heat body... Brown mane and eyes with normal eyesight Normal hind legs swimming tail, because no other tail fits me. Nimble fingers/ wings. It depends. I get distracted easily, so its as if I was in the clouds, but I like to write, so that could mean nimble fingers. Big ears. I listen to waaaay to many things for my own good, An I am at home in hot areas. Antenna. I am a pacifist, and I often see things coming that my friends dont notice. MAXIMUM FERTILITY!!! I think, maybe. Maybe not. And everything else healthy. After reading this I realized, I really have 0 strength. Well, I prefer my current form anyways, but the feathers sometimes get in the way.2 points
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Probably: -- white fur (I am one of the palest people you might ever meet... which is hilarous, because my mother is quite dark.) -- at least one black pattern/horn gene. (+ one red ) -- Big Body (tall) -- I suck at running, but make up for it in endurance, have a mild fine motor disability and can't control my strenght at times... bearyena+ runner leg? -- Stripes. Somehow unsually good at hiding. -- Big ears. Though my ears are small, I hear too much for comfort. -- fully infertile. (Asexual here) -- fluffy tail. The cold feels amazing. No idea on the head. I supposedly have unusually strong teeth. And a death stare. Bearyena snout? Poison fangs?2 points
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Alright, thank you for your approval guys TwT I'm sad I lost a lot of good tribemates and my eve might not even have poison fangs this time hhh But hey, at least we get a fresh start and a potentially prettier eve who will not doom our tribe to eternal red fur!1 point
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