Dragon-self pronouns; CW for compactness
This is under a CW purely for clutter reasons. I've little shame and not much restraint, but I like to arrange myself for neat display!
I had someone ask, so I thought I might elaborate properly.
Renolethyn "Eyeless" Michael/Chelle Edelwood, Marsh Dragon Extraordinaire! The name of my dragonsona and current working psuedonym. A fictional type of dragon--as opposed to all those real dragons--with weird gender things going on.
The short version: I am male. Renolethyn is male. I would absolutely prefer being called 'he' offline (If you don't I'm not going to clobber you but you WILL get the smallest pizza/cake slices, be called on last, and not get a Christmas card).
Online, Renolethyn (and myself by extension) is just fine getting he or she in reference. I'm well aware how Reno looks. "She" is kind of enjoyable in fact, hence the display name here and birdsite.
Canon of fictional race if you care:
Marsh dragons have 3 sexes and 4 concrete/majority genders.
[Male/Female/Egg-carrying Male] and
Male/Female/Male (female secondary sex characteristics)/Female (Male secondary sex characteristics).
No I don't have a shorthand for any of that, sorry.
For both male types and single female type, equal spread of (being tall/broad shouldered/no-breasted) and (curvy hips/breasts/slender waist). Renolethyn is Egg-Carrying Male (Female Secondary Characteristics).
You can use all that info if you want to be a marsh dragon yourself! Or just like, yell at me for being wrong somewhere.
A bunch of professional chefs competing together. They get told:
"You're making a dish with chicken as the central ingredient" (for example). But not what the dish is!
Then, they can pick two pots or pans (or any cooking vessel they can specify that goes on the stove or in the oven), and three hand utensils. No electric mixers but say, a hand crank egg beater is fine.
THEN they're told what they have to cook.
Be neat to see what a pro can do with the wrong tools when pursuing a specific goal.
This song here is OPPRESSIVELY funky:
And I can't play hunting horn without it. weird.
Mechanically being poisoned by Willoughsby inflicts Fatigue, Daze, and some modest damage. Fatigue sucks. Daze means you can't do anything. Like, at all. You can't move or react. You just sort of stand there--no penalty to defenses but you don't get to have a say anymore. It lasts for two rounds and just gets worse as the poison keeps being applied. (If you were wondering about the crunch implications)
Renolethyn "Eyeless" Mike Edelwood | Amateur Smut Freelance | 👑Dragon👑| Calibrated for Softness
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