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Username;; Cecelia
Name;; Kooshdakhaa (prefers Dakhaa)
Gender;; male
Mythological creature;;
What they Are;
Kooshdakhaa are mythical shape-shifting creatures found in the stories of the Tlingit and Tsimshian Indians of Southeastern Alaska temperate rainforest. Loosely translated, Kooshdakhaa means, "land otter man". Kooshdakhaa are cruel creatures who take delight in tricking poor Tlingit sailors to their deaths in some legends. In others, they are friendly and helpful, frequently saving the lost from death by freezing. In many stories, the Kooshdakhaa save the lost individual by distracting them with curiously otter-like illusions of their family and friends as they transform their subject into a fellow Kooshdakhaa, thus allowing him to survive in the cold. Naturally, this is counted a mixed blessing. However, Kooshdakhaa legends are not always pleasant. In some legends it is said the Kooshdakhaa will imitate the cries of a baby or the screams of a woman to lure victims to the river. Once there, the Kooshdakhaa either kills the person and tears them to shreds or will turn them into another Kooshdakhaa.
Why he likes them;
Dakhaa loves Kooshdakhaa not only because they share a name he just plan loves their nature. Much like people the have two sides Kind and wicked. Dakhaa grew up on these stories craving them like one craves chocolate. Having his mother warning him every day not to get too close to the ocean.
Why they share a name;
Dakhaa mother and father had been arguing right before he was born. Papa wanted to give Dakhaa a Western name like John or Sam but his Mother wanted to give him a traditional Tlingit name. When Dakhaa was born his father was out fishing give his mother full rein on naming him. Instead of naming him a name that would have made her husband mad she gave Dakhaa the unique name of Kooshdakhaa. He loves his named dearly because he may never met another Kooshdakhaa.

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Username;; marie1306
Name;; Felin (fee-lin)
Gender;; male
Mythological creature;; Pegasus
Pegasus was always a strong willed horse. He did what he wanted, and always protected who he lovex and cherished. He found things easy enough, as he was olympian. He was very brave, loyal, nice, strong, could be very mean, protective, affectionate, and many other charisteristics. He was a very wise stallion, and being all he was, Felin had started to look up to him. The stallion would always be a model to Felin, because he was all his very good traits, and barely any bad traits. Felin grew to love pegasus like family. He was very fond of him, and started to want him to menter him. The only way he would let go, was to die. But soon, Pegasus had a journey to do and, had to go and fulfill it. It was hard to see Pegasus leave, but Felin handled it. Felin still looks up in the sky, hoping that Pegasus will return and mentor him, but to this day, Felin has never saw him since. He still holds on to his little hope.

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Username;; mikaela hyakuya
Name;; Lyl (Lil)
Gender;; Female
Mythological creature;; Drakons;; A dragon-like creature from Greek mythology. They have extremely hard scales, making it nearly impossible to kill. She finds them interesting, as there are different types. Some breathe fire and others shoot poison, but they all share something in common; their eyes and mouth are a weak point. Given the books she reads, only a few of them depict the drakon according to actual legend. The fact that they're hard to kill and the fact that barely anyone knows anything about them intrigues her.

Growing up , Lyl was taught anything could easily be crushed with force, but with time, she found that this creature could only be outsmarted and you had to be quick enough to kill it.

Her favorite is the Colchian Drakon, which was the unsleeping dragon-like creature that guarded the golden fleece in the sacred grove of Ares. Jason stole its treasure, though, and that was the last they had heard of it. She believes that if she finds the grove of Ares, she'll see the beautiful creature in the... scales? Flesh? Ah, whatever. She just wants to see the lovely creature. She'd quickly give her life to live her dream.

The Drakon, often confused with a dragon, is wingless but it can still move through the air, which is something Lyl finds interesting. The flightless drakons are quick. Not so stealthy, but really quick and large. They're extremely deadly, with some of them spitting fire and and some spitting venom... Their venom corrodes armour and disintegrates flesh, causing excruciatingly painful death in their victims. Their venom eats away at their prey, causing them to appear patchy. It works quickly, so if they were to hit you with venom, you'd be nothing but bones within a few minutes. This is the main reason Lyl finds them so intriguing.

[Howlingdragonwolf]

Username;; Howlingdragonwolf
Name;; Plith
Gender;; Female
Mythological creature;; A Peryton (http://i1.wp.com/www.tor.com/wp-content ... 00%2C354px)
Plight has always had a strange affiliation with all mythical creatures, but the Peryton is her favorite. Now she has read about many, but the Peryton is the only one she's ever seen. Wanna' hear about the time she did? Read on:
(Told from her point of view)

Tsk, you want to know my story? Well I guess I can oblige, but know this, my story is still being written, just like every one else, and I have no intention of ending it anytime soon.

So I went to bed the night before, fearing the worst for the next day, which was a Monday. Okay, i'm going to stop my story for a moment, just to say that I really Do Not like Mondays, it's just one of those things. Well, continuing on with the story, I fell into a deep slumber. The next morning I awoke with a start and looked around, to my alarm I was not safely snuggled in my bed at home, instead I was lying on the cold stone floor with stalactites hanging over my head. I glanced around and saw the backs of gigantic silver winged...Creatures..

I'm going to stop this once more, because I need to explain something. I am one of the biggest mythology buffs you will ever meet, butt even I can not tell what a creature who's head is tucked under its wing with its back to me, is. Just putting that out there in case you were wondering why I didn't just say Peryton, get it, got it, good!

Resuming the story where I left off.... One of the creature shifted slightly and I almost fainted out of fear. I started keeping towards the entrance, looking back every so often to see if the creatures had woken up. I had just turned my head back towards the entrance of the cave when a large shadow blotted out the already sparse sunlight that was streaming through the entrance. I stared, shellshocked, at the creature that had landed in front of me. The peryton stared back at me, tilting his great pronged head to the side. "A peryton." I gasped like an utter buffoon as it moved closer to me, nickering softly. I took a tentative step forward and waited to see what it would do.

The peryton moved closer to me, thrusting his snout into my shoulder. "Hey Buddy!" I whispered happily and stroked his pronged head carefully. It moved suddenly and I was knocked of my paws, The Peryton made an urgent nickering sound and lowered one shoulder to the ground, I smirked and charged for the shoulder, pulling myself onto the Peryton. Before I was even fully on the Peryton galloped toward the entrance of the cave and took off. I heard screeches in the distance and looked back, frightened. Three ginormous griffins were chasing after us, their great wings beating the air. I screeched at the top os my lungs in fright as they started closing in. They faltered for a moment, a golden one tilting his head then charged straight for us yet again. I screeched again as one griffins talon dug into my shoulder, the griffin flew away from me so fast, who would've thought I had the plague. The Peryton shook his head as if trying to get the sound out and I smiled, aha! My obnoxiously weird and very high voice was about to come in handy! I screeched at the griffins repeatedly and another one flew away.

But the largest one, the one who had scratched me before, stayed. I continued screeching at it and to my surprise instead of turning away like the others had, it lunged towards us. The griffin raked its long talons across the perytons back and the peritonea cried out in pain. By then I was really fed up with these griffin creatures and hurting my new friend was really just the last straw.I struck out at the griffin with my paw and screeched louder then before. The griffin shook his head and finally flew away. I smiled happily until the peritonea and I plummeted to the ground like rocks.

I coughed and groaned as I rolled off the Perytons body. I gasped loudly and stumbled over to my new friend, and dropped down by his side. I stared at him for a long time, counting the moments in between when his chest would rise and fall. I'm not quote sure what happened next, but I'll explain it the best I can. I stood and tried to pick up the peryton, I worked my body under his large frame and hefted him on my back. Somehow I managed to stagger about half way to the cave before only being able to stand and not take another step forward. Silvery creatures descended towards me and I grunted sadly, so this is how it would end for both my new friend and I. I closed my eyes and waited. What happened next, I can not say, for at some point I lost consciousness, but when I awoke again I was lying in the middle of the perytons cavern. I stood and staggered over to where they had all been standing, staring at me.

"Hi." I said cheerily and they rushed towards me, I squeaked frightened. Instead of being impaled by twenty or so antlers I only felt a feeling wash over me, one that was both warm and cold, smooth and rough, invigorating and tiring. here is the best way i can think of to explain it, It was many things, but at the same time it was none. I stared up at the perytons and I realized that this was their way off thanking me. I smiled at them, though I wasn't exactly sure why they were thanking me.

Well, I figure the rest is a bit boring. You just learned about my favorite mythological creature and my least favorite in one story, good job! So, thats my story, what's yours?

[sibylline,]

Username;; Dinitrix
Name;; Belivia
Gender;; Male
Mythological creature;; Blemmyes. They are these creepy, headless beings with a huge hole opening up to their insides. Beli likes these because he feels like them everyday. He feels like he doesn't belong. He has a lactose intolerance, making him feel like his innards are exploding. He always use these to express how he is feeling. One day, he's a sickly blemmye. Another day a healthy one. Every day, he feels sick. Everyday, he feels like a blemmye.
xxxHe also can relate to their hideous figure. His self-confidence is six feet into the ground. Although he looks really cool, people have shamed him of his looks enough to make him shame himself. Another way he relates to them, their name roughly translates to 'no brain'. He dealt with a lot of pressure during school, a lot of bad experiences, and ended up with a GPA of 68.74%. He feels like he truly is dumb, and hates it. He tries not to think about his past too much, but it can easily become overwhelming.
xxxBelivia also feels super left out because of his name. Not only is it an unusual name, but it's a girly name too. He often pretends that he is actually named after Blemmyes and believing, but in truth, his parents just really wanted a girl. They chose the name Belivia anyways, not thinking of the ridicule that could surface from it. They basically left their son with this huge burden filled with bullying and a troubled life. Beli knows that blemmyes have to deal with pain like he does. He knows that they have family issues and that they don't live perfect lives. That is one of the things that help keep Beli down to earth, and help him realize that it will all get better.
xxxOn top of that, Beli has issues with finding something he enjoys. He looks at Blemmyes and thinks, what if they were in my society. What if they needed to find jobs, earn money. He always wonders what his life would be as a Blemmye. Would it be worse? Would he be able to live without his insecurities
xxxEven though his life has been a long 23 years of misery, he has had many ups in this sunken pit mistakenly called a life. For example, when he graduated high school he got to go around and tell everyone how much he hated them and tell them how much pain they caused him. Then he moved from a to b, getting a new life far from his old one. He also is considering going through a high school so he can go through and get a decent job, hopefully in animation. He wants to create movies with Blemmyes being the stars. He wants to illustrate his favourite things in motion. He decided this on his last year of high school. He quickly began getting into art and focused a lot of his time into it. He already knew he was failing high school, so he decided to give up and begin doing intense studying into art. He is proud of what he has achieved in four years.
xxxIn summary, Beli loves Blemmyes because he relates to their hideousness, inabilities, family issues, but also their underlying ambition for success.

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Username;; animekills
Name;; Scout
Gender;; male
Mythological creature;; **THUD** Its a Drop Bear!! His favorite mythological creature is the Drop Bear! Its his favorite in part because hes so terrified of it. Drop Bears are tree dwelling marsupials like koalas but they are carnivorous and aggressive. They stay up in trees until the pray walks underneath, then they *DROP* onto the poor soul and knock it out. Australians are careful to warn visitors about them and list some ways to stay safe. One way is to spread vegemite behind your ears in order to repel the drop bears. Another strategy is to lay down next to a tree and spit up at the tree, then the drop bear will spit back to warn you its there. Scout thinks that the creatures are violent and majestic and respects their power. Not much is known about the creature, because only a few have ever seen one and survived. Its said that there weight alone is enough to bring an adult kangaroo to the ground, not to mention their large teeth and claws. Many have fallen prey to the mighty beast by mistaking it for a koala. Notable differences are the drop bears size (roughly that of a leopard) and the large visible pointed teeth. Another difference is the audible roar that the animals make when they drop from their spot. It's been compared to that of a lion or similar large cats. Drop bears do not feel fear or sadness. The only thing that Drop Bears enjoy is dropping. The thrill of the hunt. Its been said that the bears have the upper body strength of Hulk Hogan in each arm. Their lifespan is unknown, but one was said to have lived in the same tree for almost three generations If Scout ever visits Australia, he'll make sure to bring some Vegemite to spread behind his ears!

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Username;; naofumi
Name;;
Gender;;
Mythological creature;; Azi dahaka

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Username;; Sybael
Name;; Nicandro
Gender;; Male
Mythological creature;;
Being raised in the Philippines as a youth, Nicandro's grandmother would narrate stories and legends from Filipino folklore at bedtime.

He'd listen all night long to tales about odd creatures like the aswang (shapeshifting ghouls), duwende (hobgoblins/dwarves), kapre (tree-dweeling giants that smoke cigars), sirena (mermaid), tikbalang (half-horse, half-human), tiyanak (undead baby) and the like.

As Nic is a huge fan of horror, gore, and all things strange and macabre, his favorite mythological creature is the mananangal. During the day, they look like regular women. When night falls, they sprout bat-like wings and sever their upper torso, leaving the lower half behind. They fly around and seek sleeping pregnant women to suck out their unborn fetuses with their long tongues during the night. The only way to kill a mananangal is to sprinkle salt or garlic on their vulnerable lower halves.
Who doesn't love flying bat-winged upper torsos that suck out unborn fetuses during the night?

Nic's parents greatly disapproved of the spooky fables that his grandmother told him.

Why not tell him child-friendly stories with happy endings? Something about brave knights that save the damsel in distress or heroes that go on great adventures to save their kingdom, and not about flying bat-winged upper torsos that suck out unborn fetuses during the night?

Pfft, do you expect me to feed your child with lies? I recount to him tales of grandeur, pieces of the past passed on to me by my ancestors! Besides, those stories are boring.

You do know that those mythological creatures aren't real, right?

Of course they are real! How could they not be? I've seen them all with my own eyes! Do you not trust the words of a wise old plumie like me?

Erm, it's not physically possible for a body to-

Oh, hush hush with you and your so called 'science!' Can 'science' explain why it rains? Can it explain why caterpillars turn into butterflies, or why fish breathe underwater?

Well, actually it can-

Hmph, I've heard enough of your nonsense. I'm raising your child the right way! On stories about flying bat-winged upper torsos that suck out unborn fetuses during the night! Not that rubbish they call 'literature!'
Dropping out!