[redtruck]

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Username + User ID: redtruck 701230
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Prompt Response: homeboy spawned in
Word Count: 3

[Dartist]

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Username + User ID: dartist 1020250
Link to MYO Claim: Forum/viewtopic.php?f=124&t=4794994&p=139859988&hilit=Dartist#p139859988
Prompt Response: my Chicoon surely isn’t famous. Just a fellow who came from a nowhere pack, with a nowhere family. Born with multiple siblings they were, not the favorite of the bunch but at least they had their dads love! Right?… annnnd there it went. With split parents and a bunch of wild siblings, this little rascal would eventually just venture off, make a name for themselves! Who needs family when you have wild adventures ahead? so with their belongings in a bag, and a fair bit of trail to travel, the little Chicoon would be wandering for quite a while. Big scary creatures, little even scarier creatures- yeah he was running most of the time. Till, he ended up in quite the thick fog..
Word Count: 124

[altmode]

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Username + User ID: altmode 819953
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Prompt Response: Fritter has always been at peace with having a massive and terrifyingly grotesque parasitic arm. Besides the weird look or two, it's pretty helpful! Nobody really bothers her, and they certainly don't try to pick fights. The only issue, besides the early troubles of learning to walk on it, was that no bracelets would fit her parasitic arm. This set Fritter on a quest: either find a large enough bracelet or make one on her own! After searching forever for the perfect accessory to balance out her countless others while also fitting the aesthetics of her parasite, she came to the conclusion that she should create her own. After quite a bit of practice, Fritter now runs her own jewelry shop! She specifies in creating beaded jewelry pieces custom-tailored to the individual.
Word Count: 132

[PrincessAlexis]

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Username + User ID: PrincessAlexis #19227
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Prompt Response:

Borgata is very young still, he hasn't even been around for a full year on this earth yet. There are so many things he hasn't ever experienced, such as snowflakes and Valentine's Day and basically almost everything, since he pretty much came into being just a very short while ago. So far all of his life experiences can be summed up as this:

First, he came into being in this form. That is to say, the body which he currently lives in and inhabits. He may be a bit vain, but if you ask him, he is really rather handsome! And many others would agree, but that is quite beside the point. What does matter here is that when he was a tiny youngling, he went exploring and adventuring and he discovered something amazingly strange, which Chicoons like to do from time to time, always sticking their curious little noses into things.

What happened was that travelling through a forest, he came upon a cave. Being the adventurous spirit that he is, he went inside, using only his tail flame to guide him. While he was inside of that dark cavern, he happened to notice a strange fungus growing on the walls, which had a light all its own and glowed enough to sort of guide him even deeper into the tunnel system. Very far inside, perhaps about half a mile or so, he encountered a body of water, filled with small cute axolotls. The axolotls smiled and swam around very happily so he decided to take a dip and join them, feeling the cool water on his skin and he swum around, sure to keep his head above the water. While in there he felt things touching him, sliding against him in a cool and slippery kind of way, and it would have freaked him out but he thought it was just his axolotl buddies. Lo and behold, it was actually a parasite, which took root and attached itself to him.

At first Borgata didn't notice that he had company, and he made his way back to his home and settled in for the night. That evening when he slept he had very vivid dreams of the cool waters in the cave and what lurked beneath. He even 'heard' a voice inside of his own head, which is one he was unfamiliar with, but it spoke very clearly to him without words, almost more like his own thoughts. He would catch a smell, an image, or a sound, all things that were conjured almost like the wisp of a memory. That morning when he woke up he thought nothing of it, assuming it was only a dream, and yet he was still having those feelings and sensations, even while awake.

He made his way out of his den and headed to the encampment nearest his home, thinking that perhaps he would talk with the other chicoons there and maybe spend some time with them, as he occasionally did for a bit of company and socialization. He wasn't particularly close to anyone, but he had made friends well enough that he was on speaking terms with all of them. The other chicoons were Aztec, Demi, Firefly, and Reverie. But when he showed up they were acting quite strangely.

Demi usually always had a smile and a kind word for Borgata and loved to tell him jokes and play around, even pranking him sometimes, but today they simply screamed and ran off, which was most unusual indeed! Firefly, a youngling like himself, and their caregiver (the mother-figure of the group) Reverie, both shuddered when they saw him and turned and retreated into their den. He had no idea what was wrong, but he didn't follow them. Finally he saw Aztec, who took one look at him and then bristled, flapping his wings in a jerky, angry movement.

"What happened to you? What sort of pestilence do you bring among us?" Aztec demanded.

Pestilence? Borgata didn't feel sick...

When he did a quick self-inspection, he saw the strange thing on his body but the sensation was soothing, cooling, and he actually felt even stronger than he had before! Borgata decided to leave it in place and see what would happen, being the curious adventurer that he was. "Honestly I will tell you, I found it going swimming but I am feeling strong, I traveled all through the forest and back to my home, and still made it here the next morning. I couldn't have done it without the help of this strange being, whatever it is."

Aztec didn't like the thought of it, and informed him it was a parasite. He told Borgata that the best thing to do would be to remove the offending creature and go back to life as normal, but Borgata insisted they give his new friend a chance.

"We cannot just remove it! What if it dies without me? I tell you, it's done me favors in this short time and I haven't had a single flea bite me since this creature came about. It does some sort of magic, I think!"

So they kept Borgata under observation and for several days he was to report to the encampment once daily and then head home and indeed they saw him get stronger, taller and bigger, and this was very impressive and certainly something to be looked upon more with pride than with shame. The other Chicoons don't necessarily want to become hosts to a parasite but neither do they look down upon it and instead they are open-minded and have not only returned to treating Borgata as normal, but these days they also have grown closer to him, seeing that he is young but wise in ways they do not yet understand and they expect great things from him in the future.

Word Count: 975 words

[shadedk9]

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Username + User ID: shadedk9 652370
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Prompt Response:
I feel like Potluck would be from a big family. Nothing too crazy. Just family who had a lot of kids and relatives that led to them having this feeling like they want to help others and to help improve others lives. They would have been one of the runts of the family and also maybe viewed as someone the family needed to help because of their parasite. However they would begin to et along with Stew and the family would view stew as, almost like, a sibling in the family. basically viewing Stew as less of a parasite and more of a conjoined twin! Stew would be addressed the same as Potluck. If Potluck was invited to anything then they would also mention that Stew was invited (as a running joke of the family). Stew would even be included in conversations and allowed to chat about his interests. The family regards Stew and Potluck as a blessing who eventually helped them earn more to help sustain them all.
Word Count: 169

[imabanditø]

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Username + User ID: imabanditø 908562
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Prompt Response: scintilla comes from a small village of chicoons who have made their home underground. due to being raised around only a small few, it’s made scintilla quite shy around those they’re unfamiliar with, but after venturing to the surface with iota quite a few times, they’re starting to let go from their nervousness and show the true scintilla to the chicoons they meet on their adventures outside the caves. as the days go on, scintilla starts to enjoy time on the surface more and more, especially since the elders of her village aren’t so fond of iota and are paranoid that it’ll attract more parasites, though scintilla thinks they’re being overdramatic. despite this, they’re happy of where they’ve come from and have always loved the caves. plus, it makes for some interesting stories and facts!
Word Count: 135

[HeyoCoyoteHere]

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Username + User ID: HeyoCoyoteHere - 964822
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Prompt Response:

Name: Oddity & Eyeball

Background: Hermit

'HERMIT' person who has withdrawn to a solitary place/ any person living in seclusion; recluse. - Google

Oddity was by far a strange chicoon, having been born naturally blind, it was hard for him to imagine what other chicoons were explaining, there senseless noise about colours and fruit bothered him so, so he made himself a grumpy little den where we grumpily stayed,and for a time, that was peaceful for him, he was addicted to sleep, and often missed out on many days of sunlight and fun, he only ever went to eat when he could find something close,

One day while out and about he had found a gracious apple tree, the smell alone made him drool and yearn for a crisp bite of such tasty fruit. So that's what he did, he went for a bite, little did he know a creepy goop ball was crawling up to him and attached itself to his tail, he hadn’t really noticed until his tail suddenly became…. Heavy? He would sniff the vile thing, and make a disgusted ‘Blegh’

“It's not nice to verbally make noises of displeasure’
the goop states

“My apologizes but you reek of rotten eggs”
he snorted

“Oh well, that's not my problem! I have NO NOSTRILS!”
it let out a shrill giggle

“You don't? Why are you holding my tail?”
Oddity raised a brow and asks simple mindedly as he chews

“Because it is a very nice tail, and now it is MINE!”
Eyeball does a happy wiggle

“Wuh! HEY! That's MY tail”
He gives a soft chuckle at the silliness,

“Nope mine!”
She says and hugs on tightly

“Alright fine, you can have it”
Oddity sighs, he doesnt notice it yet but he's smiling at the odd goop,
Perhaps this is a start of a wonderful friendship!~


Word Count:304

[GreyScale]

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Username + User ID: GreyScale 862594
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Prompt Response: Akira tends to be defensive about his background, you never know who will use such information against you and Akira wants to protect those memories as much as possible.
Akira grew up in a rundown city where it was hard to tell who was friend and who was foe. Such a place is quite dangerous, but his parents always kept him safe, and Akira soon learned how to fend for himself.

Akira discovering his passion for machinery was due to his upbringing. He didnt get a lot of toys or trinkets to play with but what he did have were pieces of old appliances he coloected from chicoons who threw out and other random scrap metal he managed to find. With that, he built his own toys to play with although he always had more fun both figuring out how to build what he wanted and putting it together then he did actually playing with whatever little gadget he made.

His parents were as supportive as they could be, often bringing Akira little mechanical parts they found and the occasional book on machinery when they found one cheap enough to afford.
As Akira grew older and more skilled, he started taking odd jobs fixing broken appliances or random equipment. It was about that time he met Machine. The parasite proved to helpful in more ways than one. Chicoons knew a parasite can be dangerous, often granting their host enhanced strength and durability as just a few examples. Having Machine automatically make Akira more respected within the city, no one wanted to see if the rumors about parasites where true afterall.
Akira however isn't really interested in fighting; he prefers to use Machine to help disassemble old scrap machinery and move heavy pieces that previously would have been a headache to move. Machine also led Akira to discover his passion for building prosthetics.

As he grew older, Akira opened his own little mechanic shop. It helped he already had an established reputation as a very capable chicoon when it came to anything mechanical and soon it became custom that if wanted something fixed or custom made. You bring it to Akira
Word Count: 360

[Ki-san]

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Username + User ID: Ki-san 1025193
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Prompt Response:
Kureru comes from a small family of chicoons, that live in the mountains of Japan. Since very little all he has ever known was to scavenge for food and help his family anyway he can. Which is why he is very resourceful and can almost find any herb or fungi known to man or chicoon. I’m guessing you're now wondering how he got into magic right? Well his parents were at their wits end and traveled down the mountain to the village that sat below and while browsing for any work, Kureru had separated from his family finding himself on his own little adventure through the village.

This then led him outside of the village to eventually wind up at a hut further away from the safety of the village. Inside Kureru spotted a human. A human who was studying and writing in a strange book. Then suddenly that book would fly to the shelf and another one would come down. Surprised by what he had saw, the little guy scratched and banged at the door. This startled the human into thinking that she would get trouble if caught doing magic so she answered the door very timidly. When she opened the door she was surprised as Kureru just let himself in and went straight over to her books sniffing around. He then turned to her honking while using his head wings to gesture toward the books. Of course the human had no clue of what he was saying at the time, but she got the jist of what he was asking. He wanted to see the books float again with magic. And so the human showed him again. Which this sparked an incredible friendship/apprenticeship. To this day the two are said to live with each other and Kureru still visits his family to help them out. So in a way he isn’t famous nationwide, but he is his family’s hero.

With that a door opens and Kureru pads in carrying a basket by the handle in his mouth. He spots me talking with you again and puts the basket on the floor. “Oi, what they doing here again?” I tell him what your here for and he scoffs looking away embarrassed. “Look you didn’t have to go and tell them that story of how we met. Geez you know how I feel about people knowing sensitive information like that.” I smile but tell him to not worry about you and that it’s to get to know him a little better. He looks at me and then at you. Releasing a sigh of defeat, “Fine..but I swear if my family ends up in a lot of trouble because of the information you're giving out about me, Imma bite you then turn you into a toad.” I laugh and help him with his basket that his mother obviously sent back with him. I look to you and wave you over to have some of the snacks he brought back.
Word Count: 500

[FatalCollapse]

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Username + User ID: FatalCollapse + 852442
Link to MYO Claim: Link
Prompt Response:
Leviathan happened to be born in a small village that sits near a forest in the bend of a river. Chicoons in the village were expected to pick and train for a job at a rather young age so he decided to become a Ranger. He loved exploring the woods with his friends so the choice fitted him perfectly. He learned how to swiftly climb trees, tell if a foreign chicoon, that was not from the village, had entered the village's out skirts and even how to use a long bow.

During his time as a Rouge he learned how to quickly sneak through areas without making a single sound as well as the ability to do tricks of the hand to be able to steal what he needed to survive.

But one day he heard this voice that said "Stop writing stories about fictional dragons and go to bed it's 4 am" and so he did.
Word Count: 157


(edit: I spelt words wrong *Insert discord wheeze emote*