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Milly has a minion!
Joyeuse the Happy Songbird
Joyeuse the Happy Songbird
Milly
The
Darkmatter CadogreOwner:
GlintAge: 12 years, 8 months, 1 week
Born: August 12th, 2011
Adopted: 12 years, 8 months, 1 week ago
Adopted: August 12th, 2011
Statistics
- Level: 47
- Strength: 104
- Defense: 100
- Speed: 100
- Health: 100
- HP: 100/100
- Intelligence: 194
- Books Read: 191
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Stylist
It all began when I read the flyer.
Ever felt as if you were born into the wrong body? Ever wished to transcend your human limitations and become something grander beyond your imagination? Join us in our glorious new nation, and you will receive a new body.
It sounds ludicrous, doesn't it? How could something so valued and revolutionary just be given away?
But back then, that strange announcement hit me like a thunderbolt. I was unhappy with my human existence from a young age on. My life was a unfulfilled slog, and I yearned for something else. This was my chance. Why stay with my ugly human body when I could upgrade to an artificial body that fulfilled my needs?
Somehow, it was true. It could be done. I joined the nation, swayed by their promises. Their scientists created new bodies from plans allegedly stolen from Calvin Blackmoon himself. I worked hard to rise in the ranks, watching in awe as the first volunteers emerged as cyborgs. The proof that it worked only reinforced my desires to join them. Eventually, it was my turn.
I went under the knife and threw away my flesh and blood. From then on, I became the creature I had always wanted to be: a dragon. Even if my metal body was stiff, prone to breakdowns, and difficult to operate, I was excited to participate in the revolutionary experiment. When I saw myself in the mirror, I could finally smile. Walking on all fours soon became natural and satisfying. For the first time ever, I felt at home in my body.
It wasn't long, however, until the "glorious nation" crumbled. Rumblings of abuse, shortages of resources, and pressure from other countries soon shattered it. I was blind to the changes, as preoccupied and sheltered as I was, and the abrupt stop was a painful wake-up call. As the remainder of the nation's people filtered out back into the world, it left me with an body that others viewed as an abomination.
An artificial body is a strange thing. As much as the engineers tried to replicate, no, even improve the body, there are things missing. There's sensations I can't feel anymore, things I can't taste. Balance and motor control are aggravatingly imprecise -- I can hardly hold a pencil and write my own name with these paws. Scratches and injuries don't heal themselves. There are constant repairs and maintenance, and now that I'm no longer with the original team that designed my body, there's also many problems that mechanics don't know how to fix.
My half-complete body, forever rusting or breaking down, is all I have left. I discarded my old name, social ties, and belongings during the change. I try to count my blessings -- at least I'm not dead. Though it's harder nowadays, I still remember how to laugh and cry. And even if it is very imperfect, I do feel happier with my body compared to my human years.
I've found a home with a nice lady who lives in the countryside, away from prying eyes. She hooked me up with engineers that can help with repairs, and the rest of her family doesn't judge me. I suppose it's only a matter of time until my body's problems catch up with me, but until then, I'm trying to live life as fully as possible.
I spend a lot of time tending the yard, using these big claws to dig and cut. It looks ridiculous to have a dragon planting a garden, I guess, but it's a good way to keep my body moving and my mind occupied. I'm also responsible for the bird feeders lining the property, my personal pride and joy. I spill the seeds sometimes because I'm not very precise, but it brings a lot of joy to my heart when I can see the birds flocking to eat, chirping and being cute. For a moment, I can forget all my problems, and just enjoy...
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Lea / Story by me
Ever felt as if you were born into the wrong body? Ever wished to transcend your human limitations and become something grander beyond your imagination? Join us in our glorious new nation, and you will receive a new body.
It sounds ludicrous, doesn't it? How could something so valued and revolutionary just be given away?
But back then, that strange announcement hit me like a thunderbolt. I was unhappy with my human existence from a young age on. My life was a unfulfilled slog, and I yearned for something else. This was my chance. Why stay with my ugly human body when I could upgrade to an artificial body that fulfilled my needs?
Somehow, it was true. It could be done. I joined the nation, swayed by their promises. Their scientists created new bodies from plans allegedly stolen from Calvin Blackmoon himself. I worked hard to rise in the ranks, watching in awe as the first volunteers emerged as cyborgs. The proof that it worked only reinforced my desires to join them. Eventually, it was my turn.
I went under the knife and threw away my flesh and blood. From then on, I became the creature I had always wanted to be: a dragon. Even if my metal body was stiff, prone to breakdowns, and difficult to operate, I was excited to participate in the revolutionary experiment. When I saw myself in the mirror, I could finally smile. Walking on all fours soon became natural and satisfying. For the first time ever, I felt at home in my body.
It wasn't long, however, until the "glorious nation" crumbled. Rumblings of abuse, shortages of resources, and pressure from other countries soon shattered it. I was blind to the changes, as preoccupied and sheltered as I was, and the abrupt stop was a painful wake-up call. As the remainder of the nation's people filtered out back into the world, it left me with an body that others viewed as an abomination.
An artificial body is a strange thing. As much as the engineers tried to replicate, no, even improve the body, there are things missing. There's sensations I can't feel anymore, things I can't taste. Balance and motor control are aggravatingly imprecise -- I can hardly hold a pencil and write my own name with these paws. Scratches and injuries don't heal themselves. There are constant repairs and maintenance, and now that I'm no longer with the original team that designed my body, there's also many problems that mechanics don't know how to fix.
My half-complete body, forever rusting or breaking down, is all I have left. I discarded my old name, social ties, and belongings during the change. I try to count my blessings -- at least I'm not dead. Though it's harder nowadays, I still remember how to laugh and cry. And even if it is very imperfect, I do feel happier with my body compared to my human years.
I've found a home with a nice lady who lives in the countryside, away from prying eyes. She hooked me up with engineers that can help with repairs, and the rest of her family doesn't judge me. I suppose it's only a matter of time until my body's problems catch up with me, but until then, I'm trying to live life as fully as possible.
I spend a lot of time tending the yard, using these big claws to dig and cut. It looks ridiculous to have a dragon planting a garden, I guess, but it's a good way to keep my body moving and my mind occupied. I'm also responsible for the bird feeders lining the property, my personal pride and joy. I spill the seeds sometimes because I'm not very precise, but it brings a lot of joy to my heart when I can see the birds flocking to eat, chirping and being cute. For a moment, I can forget all my problems, and just enjoy...
Lea / Story by mePet Treasure
Stamped Out Photograph
Loving Yourself
Brass Whelpling
Mecha-melifera
Broken Gear
Gaslight Wrench
Pail of Water
Garden Dirt
The Loneliest Garden
Birdhouse Pumpkin
Heirloom Bearded Iris Seeds
Summer Dandelions
Lily Bulb
Bundle of Tulip Seeds
Reticulate Iris Bulbs
Crocus Corms
Budding Periwinkle Seed
Bundle of Gardenia Seeds
Bunch of Dandelion Seeds
Bundle of Hibiscus Seeds
Bundle of Zinnia Seeds
Flowering Sweet Pea Seeds
Daffodil Bulb
Coral Thistle
Yellow Single Pansy Flat
White Single Pansy Flat
Magenta Single Pansy Flat
Night Blooming Drooplebud
Foggy Gray Fall Flower Sticker
Lilly
Prismi
Aeon
Frezfaw
Fatty Chickadee
Flock
Little Robin
Hummingbird
Tchataka
2012 Singing Bird
Smilla
Bungly