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OH MY GOD YEESSSSS AAAAA THEYRE SO CYUUT AKDNAKDBS

I wonder if Ancient Mite is a mite who seems calm but knows how to have fun, a mite who goes completely crazy when it's the right time, a mite who is more bulging with ideas than muscles, such a mite!?

< A mite with that kind of sense >

He’s kinda being put on the spot there…

Moon Mites and Ancient Mite by @puzzleddonkey

Calypso by me

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Hello! I have a few questions, tho you don't have to answer them all:

Do mites like anything when it comes to music? (styles, sounds, etc. either those of other species or creating their own) or just lack of interest/preference?

This one's probably been cleared up before but im just clarifying: were ancient mites "insane" or overly dangerous as well, like their "berserker mode," or is that something created purely as result of their species' mutilation?

Did ancient mites have family structures? How were kits treated/cared for?

Music is built into mite kits - though nowadays, neotenies - from the moment they open their silly little eyes and perk their silly little ears. It's mite nature to be allured by new sounds and rhythms, making absolutely insane instruments from a variety of materials just to create a very specific noise. Modern mites love the sounds and sensations that come from anything with electricity coursing through them, though others may have a preference leaning more towards instruments that rely on air, string or a striking force. As a collective, very quick-paced music is their favorite, the quicker and louder the better.

As for Ancient Mites, they're incredibly docile, no amount of stress ever making it possible to go berserk, unlike their modern counterparts (and also the surviving Elderly Mite, despite being an ancient he now carries the berserk affliction). Like very gentle primates that lived in either social groups or as a solitary mite.

Some lived in colonies, populated by workers, soldiers, and butchers, working with one another to raise young and harvest their crops from within. While the strongest of all groups, they get targeted a lot by Herds, Packs, and Scavengers alike for their abundance of food.

Some lived in herds, populated only by workers who spent most of their days grazing and traveling long distances. Their numbers are capable of growing to the thousands. Often led by dominant workers or Shepparded by a scavenging Butcher that defends the herd and eats the elderly/sickly.

Some lived in packs, made up of a small group of predatory mites of any variant, but more often than not, Soldiers. Fighting other packs for their territory and hunting herds that cross them.

Some lived as scavengers, solitary mites of any kind that graze near herds or steal the kills of packs. Some hunt given the opportunity, but they often settle with dwelling in the shadows or tailing herds in hopes of an easy meal.

Ancient workers were considerably larger compared to modern workers, but ancient soldiers and butchers were a little smaller than their modern counterparts. Also, Kits! Youthful mites that exist no more, but in the era of the ancient mites, they were very playful and vocal, mirroring their parents and others in their social groups, creating games and songs that other kits partook in. These social kits born in colonies, packs or herds have a fuzzy white pelt, making them easy to identify for parents and babysitters. Kits born by solitary scavengers on the other hand are born with a fuzzy brown pelt, while maintaining their natural curiosity, they're quieter, silent almost, made to hide whenever they're separated from their parent. Despite kits being born in a social or solitary setting, they can grow to become the opposite, either separating from their groups or joining a group.

Neotenies however are a different story completely, born from the rehydrated eggs left by the mites killed by The Cycle. With all life wiped out and the moon taking a few hundred million years to reassemble and recreate water, only photosynthetic organisms including mite neotenies are reborn. What then follows is a harsh hundred million year era with a few ponds of water and competing neotenies - worker neotenies tending to their own ponds as soldier/butcher neotenies guard them from the surface. Once life has regrown a considerable amount, the neotenies slowly grow into their fully developed forms and the Cycle repeats.

When mites were enslaved, was when The Cycle was broken and mites were changed.

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Squished

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Hey guys watch this [immediately starts the process of a redesign not long after supposedly establishing a design]

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CW: Gore

Finally! Mist Meeks in all their glory!!

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DAMMIT THERES A MISTAKE ON THE MITE SCRIPT ITS JOEVERRR (the "D" character is missing its dot on its simple form)

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Doodle of a heavy O'glai, trying to practice drawing PHunting armor for their bod. I'm still really bad at armor but I can't improve if I don't try and get various migraines after lol

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Do moon mites trade with other species? Like, get goods and trade them off in a industrial sense. How would they get past the language barrier?

They do, but the way they do so is very discreet. Both mites of the Cluster and mites of other regions choose to trade through black markets, either propping up their own posts or being the shoppers themselves, deals made being frustrating and confusing since they often refuse to communicate verbally or in writing, choosing to use confusing gestures and drawings of whatever they are seeking. Their poor manners repel a lot of casual or disguised shoppers, but regulars who have come to form any kind of trust with mite shoppers/dealers are given a digital translator for mite script. The mite that handed to them is likely not the one who put the translator together, but they are often associated with the mite that did. Being able to communicate directly is a steady climb up the mite-trading ladder, leading to more valuable and dangerous goods that mites had gotten through trade or thievery, offering them for little to nothing. Their most valuable resource would be ancient tech repaired or designed by mites themselves.

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FINALLY IT LET ME POST IT

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The art that got me called a [I-think-this-word-is-banned] by an Alfred's Playhouse fan on Instagram 💔

The first this had happened but it probably won't be the last. It was funny to watch ngl. Shoutout to @jami-purple !

But then they started replying to other comments with their shit so I blocked em.

Example of his drawings and an account he follows:

Odd shit but yeah, wanted to make a post about it in case it somehow escalates.

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Okay this is pissing me off

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Pow

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Let me test something hold on

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WHY CANT I POST AAA

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Dammit where did my fucking post go??

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Rabbid Guy is GREAT

I'm only up to chapter 6 and I'm hooked. If you're intrested in a story about the purpose of success, happiness, identity, societal roles, fear of the unknown, and how cool rabbids are... I highly recommend it👍

read it on FanFiction dot Net. by Silverwingsdragon

authors Twitter: Silverwings_dra

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You are a much braver person than me bc Jesus you have the courage to publicly be freaky with these dumb sexy rabbits while I fear if I even put one on a hear me out cake i'll be nuked

It's less bravery and more reckless and impulsive posting, the nuke is slowly in its trajectory in my direction and more keep following behind