#cybermagia

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My favorite medical malpractician, Maria Leprosy Parkitts,,, she's a combination one piece oc and CYBER/MAGIA oc, she's a mink in one piece and a were in CYBER/MAGIA

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It's the third time he's came over as "Mia", and the fifteenth time so far he's left as "Drake." Your friends are now convinced you have some sort of secret whore trapdoor in your bedroom, especially given that "Johnathan" popped out and grabbed popcorn at 3am.

You love your Changeling boyfriend.

Your friends are convinced that you have a new date every single day with all of the guys/girls you bring home. In reality, your partner is a shapeshifter and the two of you have been pulling a prank on your friends for years.

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da bobot...

... three siblings. guess their fuckin names

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Recent sketch dump feat. Jenna, her Hot Werewolf Girlfriend Tala ( @pepsi-gods 's oc), and Her Boss Gideon Whom Everyone I Show Him To Seems To Fall In Love With For Some Reason.

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LORE - HISTORY

The Sword Ages

The classical age and the middle ages - old, ancient history, from when Cryptids were called "fair folk" in the west. Referred to as the Believer's Age in terms of cryptohistory. The Faewilds were comfortable and thrived back then. As human technology advanced, the Faewilds ushered Cryptids into itself gradually. Cryptid life retreated from humanity, and communities in caves quickly grew into the Caverns, underground hubs connected by tunnels and patches of Faewild.

The Coal Era

Encompassed under the term The Undiscovered Age, along with the Electric age, the Coal Era encompasses the time when clockwork and steam were the height of technology. The Cryptids, those of them that could, started blending into human society on occasion, picking away at its fringes.

The Electric Age

As technology progressed, it grew harder and harder for Cryptids to survive outside of the Faewilds - they retreated almost entirely, their cities purposefully hidden away, sometimes atop mountains, sometimes within cliff sides, always within walking distance of a Faewild, those enigmatic forests that seemed to have their own personality.

The Great Revelation

The end of the undiscovered age came with a shutter flash. Almost 200 years ago, government researchers from all over the world had been on the edge of a breakthrough that came in the form of the first known, high resolution photograph of a cryptid. The Faewilds, enigmatic as they are, understandably, panicked. What, exactly, does it mean for a forest to panic? Well, in the case of the Faewilds, it means that everyone's gonna have to get really cool with a lot of stuff, really fast. The inhabitants of the Faewilds, both sapient and non-sapient, were cast out into the technologically advanced world entirely at random, the product of a whole damn forest throwing a tantrum. Naturally, that meant that the government panicked as well. Every last one of these cryptids was forced, by their respective new governments, to live in walled-in slums that became known as Fifty-Ones after the iconic Area 51. Each one was built around a patch of Faewild, meant to keep this odd old magic out of places where it would muddle. Eventually, the Cryptids calmed the Faewilds with offerings, food and trinkets and things - but here they still are, after nearly 200 years, living under the thumbs of the elite.

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After all, it wasn't the best decision for a human family to move into the outskirts of a 51. But it wasn't unheard of. The prices were lower for humans, for whatever reason, so those that had nowhere else to go ended up flocking to these places, these manufactured borderlands. The only cumbersome thing was getting themselves certified as humans, but the Behrharts had went through the process uncommonly fast. It was just a simple scanner and set of photos and a new ID card for each one of them. Emily Behrhart, proud mother of four, and the kids Jake, Ruby, Winona, and Zander. Just one mother, and no other parent to speak of, which was commented on at least once through the screening process, but Emily, called "Mama Behr" by those who knew her closest, herded her little rowdy darlings (We're almost all teens, mom!) through every scanner with warlike resolve.

Surprisingly, it really wasn't too hard to get acclimated to the 51s. Sure, it might be... different, odd, et cetera, the usual holoscreens and cybernetic implants seen in normal crowds now speckled with fur and fangs and buglike, wide eyes, but it was welcoming.

That was the fault of the Weres. Emily couldn't call them all werewolves, because though most of them looked like they were mid-transformation into some sort of dog, there was the odd cat or pigeon or - never mind that, though - what was REALLY important was the party that ended up starting after a few of them hollered about the new neighbors and ending no fewer than ten hours later, well into the breaking of the morning and leaving the poor Behrharts with more brimming casserole dishes than they knew what to do with.

So, yes, the Weres. The best, or rather most friendly, cryps to have as neighbors. Emily and her brood got out of that experience with what was essentially a messy, piecemeal guide on how to survive amidst the 51s, told by the whole pack of the weres bit by bit over the course of the night.

Feed the Fae scraps and don't look too hard at the Demons. That's the first rule. If you don't feed the Fae, they'll go rummaging through your trash, and they're hell to deal with if they get trapped in the bin, which they do, frequently, even if you feed them. But they do it less if they get offerings. The Demons will thank you for that, seeing as the Fae are what they used to be.

Never let someone with fangs bite you. That too. Whether it's a Were or a Vampire or even a latent case of Zombification Syndrome the result will never be that great and you don't want to find out too late what the hell it was.

And wear a mask too. There's always something in the air.

All the insider tips tried not to blur together in Emily's brain after - she wrote them down and pinned them on the fridge, just in case. She really couldn't get just one thing out of her head, though - the invitation to join the pack. She scoffed, but her heart was warmed by the gesture. No, she was staying fully human, and her kids were too.

But even so, she had to ask.

"Are you sure you're fine living on this street?"

"Yeah, mom, don't worry about us!" was the dismissive chorus of her brood heading across the street where their new friends waved out of windows.

“Are you sure you’re fine living on this street?” “Yes mom. The werewolves across the street party too loud, but they turn it down if I ask them. Plus the vampire family next door keeps the crime rate low here”

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??? What do you do when a dragon comes into a CVS pharmacy???? I think I wanna quit???

It can't have been that bad, darl. Whaddya mean? It was just a dragon, wasn' it? I mean, they're a rare ass sight, but...

-Gideon Greenwich of Ask Gideon

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HI HELLO I'M A PART OF CYBERMAGIA

WAVES AT YOU

YOU ARE!!!!

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You were in the Faewilds - anything could happen in the Faewilds. But not fuckin' this. Nuh uh. AALLLLL you wanted out of this little trip to the woods behind your house was to - well, have a nice trip. But you got waaay, way more than you bargained for. The thing in front of you made you wonder if you actually did get into what you'd stashed in your hoodie pocket, but no, you know you didn't, and you're slooowly backing up.

It tilted its head.

"Yes, mortal?"

It looked like almost a heat distortion - fading in and out of your vision, sometimes made of trees, sometimes covered in white fur, sometimes dark and mottled.

So of course you ran.

“Dear God!” You shout in the forest because you hit your foot on a root. Then a giant majestic white deer with impressive antlers appears of nowhere and says, “Yes, mortal?”

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What a beautiful lady. I hope she doesnt, erm, have a, shall we say, walk in fridge full of alive body parts.

My favorite medical malpractician, Maria Leprosy Parkitts,,, she's a combination one piece oc and CYBER/MAGIA oc, she's a mink in one piece and a were in CYBER/MAGIA

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Here's more Gideon.

Thank me later.

Recent sketch dump feat. Jenna, her Hot Werewolf Girlfriend Tala ( @pepsi-gods 's oc), and Her Boss Gideon Whom Everyone I Show Him To Seems To Fall In Love With For Some Reason.

(click to expand the headshots)

[And here's my commission carrd, by the way! Feel free to tip me on Ko-Fi if you want me to draw something for you!]