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Chiyanna

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  1. 9 hours ago, MODTRESS said:

    Here she is, though I'll give you her mothers' genes just in case

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    Here's her bio dad (who of course wasnt compatible with his sister's wife)

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    Go ahead and fill out a form with how she died in place of reason for never being born. Use her biological parents for the personality slots since it is mainly used for their personality in so far as genetics plays a role

  2. 11 hours ago, Novais said:

    so i had a unborn child, but can i specify what he looked like? since i have photos if theit mother or father

     

    Send the pics of their mother and father. I will most likely breed the parents in-game/randomize their genes based on their parents' genes. But if you want to you can do that yourself and send their genes. Or say their expected appearance under Other. Still send their parents' genes though. Send a completed form and I'll take a look at it

  3. 8 hours ago, mhiahia said:

    Sounds very painful but also pretty fun to see how ineffective these guys are when they aren't slashing down everything in their path. Maybe I could also attempt to finally start doing some lore/rp-related stuff with this tribe and not just...yk...keep inbreeding them.

    Sounds good to me! I always love me a good rp and story!

    Hmmm... did you already try and conquer home island by attacking Adam's tribe? Nevermind that they're your relatives. 

    Or you could try and take them to the frostlands.

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  4. 1 hour ago, MATTRЕSS said:

    nah that one is in fact on a rock the rock is just like has a shadow on it

    Yeah, on second look it looks like only one paw is slightly off the rock but the nicheling is still standing even so, not levitating. Sorry to bug you about it

  5. Is it weird that I felt bad for the ape?? Of course, we are just avenging the many nichelings who have died at their hands...Also Netira is gorgeous btw. I like how they're all peppermints lol. It's like candycanes of death

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  6. This is a playthrough I have planned where nichelings who were never born get a chance to live. Their mother maybe died, or they were deleted by console commands, or another reason. Whatever the case, they've now been given a chance at life on an island created specifically for them. And you can throw your never-born nichelings into the mix!

    They will start as one day old babies, and have to survive 2-3 days completely helpless. After that, 7-10 days of the one-gemmed stage. Then teens for about 20 days. It will be a long road to adulthood for the young nichelings, but there is a chance wanderers could adopt them.

    If you want to submit a nicheling for consideration, they must be one that was conceived in one of your playthroughs but never born for whatever reason. If they were never actually conceived but have an impressive backstory I may consider them.

    Regarding parents' genes, a screenshot would be best, if you don't have one try and be specific as possible. If blind genes send a pic of them along with speculation. Parents' personality is mainly important in-so-far as genetics plays a role in a creature's personality. If personality unknown put unknown. Standing is rank, you can put their tribe rank, or simply member, wanderer, rogue, ect. This line is for both parents. Relatives can be notable for uniqye personality, famed deeds (good or bad), rank, unusual skills, ect. This is not for the parents and you can put NA. You must provide at least a base reason (mpther died, deleted using commands, ect) and that will give me creative liscense to fill in the rest. You can tell more detail or make a story surrounding it, though. Other is for background info that doesn't fit into the catagories above. The personality of your character will be determined by their genes and experiances, so don't say what sort of a nicheling they are

    Here's the form:

    Father's genes: 

    Mother's genes: 

    Father's personality:

    Mother's personality:

    Parents' standing in tribe:

    Notable relatives:

    Reason for never being born:

    Island on which they were conceived/died in womb:

    Other:

  7. 1 minute ago, mhiahia said:

    The last phase has started. At this point the bearyena hindlegs are just the icing on the pure beefcake I have created - even without them we have a tribe exclusively populated by nichelings with 11 strength and impenetrable defenses.

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    That is very impressive

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  8. Looks like you're doing good! Though having imbred killing machines is not morally satisfying, we shall finally turn the tables on the apes! Though, who will collect the food since there are no collectors? On second thought, guess you can eat apes

  9. I think I'm going to play this off camera to make this series go a little faster. I may play 1-2 turns and then show those who are using the secondary port before they leave and any other interesting story developements. I do have an interesting story addition in mind too that I will probably set up off camera. It's gotten to be kind-of a drag on my channel and secondary to other series, but I am still committed to completing story mode and showing the ride to you all. I may just play some off camera between episodes until something exciting happens or until we get off the archipelago

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  10. Fang spotted something in the grasses on the port just before he jumped to the next rock. Small piecies of rock slid off into the ocean as the rock settled underneath his weight. He was only a couple rocks away now from land, but he was unnerved now. He sniffed the air, trying to discern what animal was in the grasses. After a minute he recognized the scent, smilodon; one of my own kind. 

    This was most likely bad. Smilodons weren't exactly friendly to those in other packs. But Fang only smelled females. A dispersal pack? Is that even a thing? Still, they could just be a pack where all the males had died off, or they could be a scouting party. Worse yet, they could be guarding the port. But no matter what, there was no going back, many of the rocks had been destroyed, and they were too hungry to go back out into the unknown and maybe endless sea, where there would most likely be nothing to hunt.

    Fang heard a faint sound, of snoring? Well, if they were sleeping, there was one way to avoid trouble. The rock beneath him was shifting again, he couldn't stay on this one stone for much longer. 

    Fang turned around, "Be quiet," he said to Stalker.

    The teenage cub nodded his head. Fang could see he was uneasy, and there were cracks developing in the stone he was standing on. Fang heard a cracking noise, quiet now, but not for long. He jumped to the next stone, and then the next in rapid succession. Finally, he gathered himself to land quietly in the grass, and jumped for the port. 

    Only a small thud occured, flawless. But just then, a thundering crack and lots of splashes. Fang whirled around, ready to dive in if needed. But Stalker was fine, smiling nervously and landed on the next rock.

    Then, Fang heard a scream behind him, "THE ICE FLOW IS CRACKING!"

    Fang whirled around to see a wide-eyed beige female, panting heavily. She darted up, bracing to run.

    "You're not on an ice flow," said Fang sympathatically, forgetting his own fear for a moment, "you're safe, on dry land." He himself had had a tramatic experiance with the ice flows.

    "No, we're all in danger!" the female shouted, running into the grass. Then she paused and turned around, "I...guess you're right. I remember now."

    "What's wrong, Run?" asked a reddish female who had been roused from sleep by the screaming.

    "No, you don't have to run. There's no danger," said a confused Fang.

    "My name is Run," the beige female explained.

    "Who's he?" asked the reddish female.

    "Someone who comforted me, I don't know him, though," replied Run.

    "If you don't know him you shouldn't trust him," said a new voice. 

    A small thud behind Fang announced the presence of Stalker, "Is it safe, dad?"

    "I...think so," said Fang, scanning the two visible females with his eyes.

    Another female popped her head out of a patch of grass, she was pink, of all colors, "You have a cub?" she was the new voice.

    "Yes, this is my son, Stalker. If we're in your territory, we can move someplace else."

    "No, not at all!" said Run, "I'd like to have some more company."

    "It's not up to you," said the reddish female, she turned to the pink female, "what do you think?" 

    "Well...he does have a cub. And he reminds me of Stranger," she looked down, "but we have to be careful!"

    "Does the cub have a mother?" asked the reddish female.

    Fang grew suddenly sad, but remembering that sadness was a sign of weakness, he tried to let no emotion enter his voice as he said, "My mate is dead. It's just me and my cub."

    "I'm sorry to hear that," said the reddish female, "all of us here have lost at least part of our families..."

    "But we don't need to think about that now," said the pink female, "I'm Strawberry, and this is Mimime, my sister," she pointed to the reddish female, "you can stay with us for now."

    "Thank you," said Fang, surprised and relieved all at once, "do you know of any good hunting spots around here?"

    "We only just got here ourselves a couple days ago," said the pink female, "but we're lucky enough to have caught a rabbit and to have some food stored up," she turned around and when she turned back had chunk of meat in her mouth.

    She dropped it, "let the cub eat first."

    "Of course," said Fang, stepping aside for Stalker to get to the chunk easier.

    As he hungrily ate, the beige female disapeared into the grass for a moment, and then came back with a meat chunk for Fang too. She held it out to him, and he took it in his mouth, devouring it quickly. "You must be starving," she said.

    "It's nothing," said Fang, "but thank you anyways."

    The beige female grinned at him as the reddish female rolled her eyes. The pink female said, "Now, let's get moving. I hope you can pull your weight by hunting."

    "I hope to prove that I can," said Fang.

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  11. 6 minutes ago, MATTRЕSS said:

     i made sure all of them r on rocks???? which one do u mean

    It's half on a rock that's a partial hexagon that I can see, but maybe they see a different one

  12. 2 hours ago, Zixvir said:

    the only mild complaint I have is that one's standing on thin  air.

    it's fine tho.

    wow i didn't see that lol. U can only see it if u look close. IT'S A LEVITATING NICHELING

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