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Winnie!! the bassist for the werewolf band shockcollar. you wouldn't know she's a red talon (she can hardly believe it either) because she's the sweetest person ever.
#i just love her a lot#werewolf the apocalypse#WtA#world of darkness#WoD#werewolf#werewolf oc#oc#red talon#band#band oc#bassist#metalhead#ttrpg#ttrpg character#oc art#my art#winnie turner#winnie#shockcollar
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I think I'm really addicted to artfight
Attack on @clawheld ❤❤❤
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WtA: Red Talon mindset
(Wrote this to the official forums but I like it enough to post it here.)
Consider this; There is an alien species that is higher tech than you. It has taken vast amounts of space that once belonged to humans and made it impossible to live there. They have also taken over stores and made it so a human cannot buy anything from there legally. In hunger, your brother tries to steal from the store but gets caught and shot. Later you find his skin in the alien living room.
These aliens also hunt humans for sport, from their spaceships. They at times go into houses and kill parents, leaving the kids to starve.
And all the while, they are poisoning everything so it gets harder and harder for humans to survive while they thrive. The aliens have also made this pseudo-human that is eternally around 14 and keep it as a pet.
How hard would it be for you to not see these aliens as evil? How much sympathy could you have for them?
This is what Red Talons face with humanity. So it is not that they are psychotic misanthropes hellbent on killing every human, they just wouldn't shed a tear for us. The 'every human must die NOW' Red Talons are badly played and don't really address WHY Talons hate humanity.
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Shockcollar green room, (ft @vkubiak ‘s Winnie and @melular ‘s Jackie)
#kohen#Winnie#Jackie#my art#oc art#ttrpg art#ttrpg#werewolf the apocalypse#world of darkness#world of darkness oc#werewolf oc#werewolf#nuwisha#nuwisha oc#silver fang#red talon#shockcollar
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Shield-Against-Winter for @redratt on Art Fight!
#urbanknightart#traditional art#watercolor#wolf#werewolf#wta#werewolf oc#werewolf the apocalypse#red talon#art fight
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Can’t believe I ALSO didn’t post my crinos-born Red Talon, known as Cannon-Fodder. Anyway he’s a bloodthirsty werewolf who discovers he loves kpop
#world of darkness#werewolf: the apocalypse#werewolf the apocalypse#my art#brainwyrms#garou#red talon
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So I'm leaving work and something darts in front of me, maybe 10ft away, too fast for me to see what it is. Peek around the tree blocking my path and I see this
Just like... a whole ass hawk. Dude's gotta be about 1.5ft tall. Massive fucking bird. And it's just staring me straight in my soul like this, even as I try to move ahead. It didn't budge. And there's only this path back to my car unless I want to walk on a busy highway. So I have the option of Death By Raptor or Death By Truck.
So I walk in the poison ivy filled patch off the sidewalk. Guy still isn't moving. Still staring me directly in the eyes. And I do this thing when animals are behaving strangely where I'll talk to them, so I'm just like, "Hey, man. I don't know you. You don't know me. This feels really threatening. I'm just trying to get to my car, dude. Can I get some space please? You're a big fucking bird. I see those claws. You could kill me right now, but I'd appreciate if you didn't, ok?"
It didn't move until I was about 2ft away. Again: I'm as far from it as I can be without walking into the street. It clearly wasn't going to budge. I walk past, thing flies up (silent, btw. Scary) and lands on a brick wall a little further ahead
Anyway. Weird guy. Nearly shit my pants when I noticed a bird big enough to carry off a fully grown cat was just... there, staring me in the face, unwilling to move away from me, a human, something it should see as a threat. I watched behind me the whole rest of the way to my car, just in case this bird decided to help me shed this mortal coil. 10/10 experience. Super cool guy.
#not vc sorry#bird#birds#aves#raptor#hawk#red shouldered hawk#i think. might be wrong on that id#accipitriformes#birds of prey#honestly a really cool guy so close up#I'm happy i wasn't attacked. i would not want to fight a guy that big.#talons on this bird were huge. big scary.#I've never heard of large predatory birds just landing in front of people like that so i don't know what gives#it didn't catch any food or anything. just landed near me then stared me down.#I don't know a lot about bird behavior so i tried to not look back at it but still.#it also didn't look injured. seemed like a healthy bird#if anyone has any idea why this thing would act the way it did I'd love to know
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I'm still making an ultrasonic squeak looking at this art guys it's so fucking cool
I didn't post this here?! Old birthday gift for @dushpshpsh
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wounds given & wounds sustained
#mass effect#mass effect fanart#mass effect trilogy#mass effect 2#Garrus Vakarian#mass effect garrus#turian#alien#video games#art#artists on tumblr#illustration#file name is teef n talons#I wanted red/blue but this color scheme looked way more metal#milkyart
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Pack Profile: Ephemeral Mists
Sept of the Trillium Glade (1975)
The warder pack of the Sept of the Trillium Glade, dedicated to acting as the strong arm of the Sept's Warder, as well as serving as guardians protecting the northern half of Winefelly. Their home is in Fall Creek along the border of their protectorate near a series of seasonal ephemeral pools. The Ephemeral Mists lately have been under scrutiny by the Hammer Butte Hunters and Warm Springs packs.
Meat Puppets have been a longstanding issue in the region, of which every pack has had to confront them, but things got a bit more personal. A Meat Puppet appeared on the Ephemeral Mist's territory; a red talon yearling kinfolk that hailed from the Hammer Butte Hunters' bordering territory.
Gristle’s relationship with Salamander was forged through a partnership stemming from a need to easily blend into one’s environment, one that has greatly benefitted the Ephemeral Mists in their duty to the Sept.
Gristle Sept Role: Elder, Warder Breed: Wolf-Born Auspice: Philodox Tribe: Red Talons Gristle is a garou that is neither particularly strong, nor fast, but makes up for it in stalwart tenacity. She is one of the more recognizeable members of Sept of the Trillium Glade for the complete lack of fur from the shoulders up, and bearing a monstrous face showing very little of her nose and ears remaining. And in spite of that, her slightly cataract eyes contain a deceptive intelligence that betray her visage.
Her Rite of Passage found her raiding a cinnabar mine out in the Ochoco woods east of the Hammer Butte Hunters’ territory. The site had become infested with some modern prospectors turned to fomors, and she led the raid. Being the first through the door, she was also the one that took the brunt of the fomori’s attacks. She still landed the killing blows on most of the wyrmspawn present, and performed a rite of cleansing on the site.
Being one to confront her problems face-first, years spent putting herself between the sept and the outside world has earned her the esteemed role of Warder at Sept of the Trillium Glade. Following a dive in a pool of scalding hot water at the Strauss Lumber Mill during a raid, her face and upper body are just a pink mangle of scar tissue holding no definable details safe for lack of ears and nose, and the scarred tissue itself.
Her disfigurement doesn't really seem to hide her true nature though, because when with her pack, she can still be very cordial and even playful, albeit in her own dry, deadpan way, and her own appearance isn’t a topic of debate in the Sept; she’s just Gristle. Camaraderie is important to her, something that has kept her pack unified as it's gone through members over the years. Her favorite snacks are pine cones, which she will chew on for many hours on end. She acts as the temperance in her pack, being the decisive factor in many of the pack’s behaviors, who’s affect mirrors her own.
Breaks-the-Leash Sept Role: Adren, Guardian Breed: Wolf-Born Auspice: Ahroun Tribe: Red Talon Breaks-the-Leash is an unusual looking wolf, to say the least. From their slightly smaller and smaller stature compared to even the sleeker wolves of the sept, to their black fur, contrasted by light colored ‘socks’ and lower muzzle, and two ‘eyebrow’ dots, it’s apparent that Breaks-the-Leash was a pet sired from unknown parents, one a wolf, and one a dog.
Their first change was a bloody one that killed the hermit that bought them from an underground seller. They fled the cabin and found themself in the Grand Tetons of Wyoming. They were from the outset someone that had earned the ire of members of their own tribe, causing them to be challenged, fought, and subsequently ejected from several packs from several wolf-born garou progressively westward. Finding themself trapped in between the territories of the Hammer Butte Hunters and another pack farther to the east, she encountered the Red Talons of the Hammer Butte Hunters, who brought them to Sept of the Trillium Glade. Taken before the Sept, Griffin recognized the cub’s Wyld-touched and as-of-yet untamed heart, and the tribe members of the Sept issued a challenge to aid in their campaign against the encroachment of Trillium.
The wolf-dog staked a claim along the very edges of town with the blessing of Gristle, eager to prove themself. Over time, stray or abandoned dogs would wander through their territory, but rather than hunt or kill them, they let the dogs pass through. Word spread, and more hounds looking for a place to belong found her, along with bone gnawer kinfolk of the Barking Chain. This benevolence towards strays resulted in some dogs remaining in Breaks’ territory, and those able to keep up with their hunts became part of her own pack. When it occurred to the Sept just how well she broke her dogs of their dependence on humans and an embracing of the Wyld (and not to mention her pack was now large enough to rival that of the sept itself), the Red Talons have made overtures of peace with her, hoping to avoid conflict with her ever-growing pack of dogs, now standing at 19. Though many Red Talons sneer at this dog pack, there are others who can count the numbers Breaks-the-Leash has at their call and know better than to underestimate this intelligent warrior. Her dogs are fiercely loyal, and have proven themselves more than the equal of some wolves, making them valuable allies to the Ephemeral Mist.
In the years since taking up Salamander’s patronage, Breaks-the-Leash has held a role of being the first line of defense between the bawn and human society. Utilizing her wolves to harry hikers and hunters alike out of the territory, they’ve been quite good at simultaneously keeping human society at bay, and simultaneously unaware of just how close to wolves the town lives. While other Sept members will still scoff at the wolf-dog, Gristle and the rest of her pack see Breaks-the-Leash and her dog pack as an extension of their own Pack-Family. Coming from the edges of human society however, she has developed an unspoken affection of single-serving snack cakes.
Sunshine "Crosses-the-Creek" (Player Character) Sept Role: Adren, Guardian Breed: Wolf-Born Auspice: Ahroun Tribe: Children of Gaia All-too happy to fight for Gaia and please his packmates, Sunshine is in every way the physical manifestation of his namesake. more often than not a waggling ball of enthusiasm. This is a dirty blonde wolf with soulful amber eyes and a playful, pup-like nature that has persisted well into adulthood. Despite this, the wolf is also a warrior at heart, and to him, a fight, and playing, are one and the same.
Born as a spiritual bridge between summer home and the human-born garou, he is the son of Esme "Leaping-Ghost". Born out of a result of the Rite of Alternation of Generations, he and his litter-mates represent the sacred peace rite that Esme performed with Dume'fa overseeing. His birth was proof enough for the primordial spirit to recognize human garou as one of it's own, thereby opening the Sept to open membership by the garou nation.
His First Change and completion of the Rite of Passage, and continued presence at the sept represents a successful peace bond forged by the Children of Gaia. That said though, Sunshine was among the more sensitive and shy of his sibling, and was considered the least likely to experience his first change. To this end, he was a little coddled and babied by Esme, and even now as an adult still exhibits a lot of those same old puppy behaviors whenever he sees his mom. And, considering she's Keeper of the Land, he sees her an awful lot.
He is far and away the friendliest garou in the sept, making him the unofficial Liaison between Sept of the Trillium Glade, and the Elk Prairie Sentinels. Amongst his packmates he is the only wolf-born that regularly visits Trillium. To this end, he is the moral compass of the Ephemeral Mist, and their overall disposition towards the town is often a hyperbolized representation of Sunshine’s own experiences in town.
Alex "Still-Morning" Sept Role: Fostern, Guardian Breed: Human-born Auspice: Galliard Tribe: Ghost Council Still-Morning appears as a pale gray wolf that darkens to black tips on her ears and muzzle. As a human, Alex is an androgynous individual typically wearing clothing with various paint, clay, and burn marks from all of their various projects. Their autumn-colored skin and straight black hair is beautifully contrasted against the green of the wilderness that often surrounds them.
An artist and a tinkerer of indeterminate gender whose pieces are often as functional as they are unique, Alex lives in a warehouse sandwiched in between Steelhead Springs and Lucky Lad Auto Wrecking. Their property was once nothing but a dump consisting of spillovers from Lucky Lad's, but over the years they've transformed it into a gleaming, breathtaking gallery. From scrap metal herons suspended in flight, to half-melted glass wolves pulling themselves up from the earth, they've literally turned their trash into treasure.
While a good deal of the money they earn from selling their pieces goes into trusts to help first-nation tribes through the purchase and donation of land back to local first-nation tribes. Alex also works with companies who reclaim former dump sites in the greater Willamette Valley to recycle the materials therein and. Alex brought a lot of anger at humanity when they became a garou, and came to the Sept out of a desire to divorce themselves from their human ties. Under Crosses-the-Creek's mentorship and time spent with the Confederated Tribes of the Grand Ronde, Alex has found many creative outlets for their unexpressed anger at human society through artwork that simultaneously cleanses the formerly tainted objects she reforms.
#world building#world of darkness#werewolf: the apocalypse#dead mountain#act 1#antagonists and allies#pack profile#ephemeral mists#red talon#red talons#children of gaia#ghost council#1975#gristle#breaks-the-leash#crosses-the-creek#still-morning
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Another idea for the JL meeting the BatFam:
You know how there are prompts/fics where they capture Red Hood and arrest him because they just know him as a crime lord and not Batman's son, until Bruce shows up and pretty much bails him out??
Take that but have the majority (if not all) his kids be villains he's taken in to help reform and live better lives. They don't fight crime (yet) but they like lurking about in the manor and in the cave.
The JL needs to meet somewhere due the Watchtower being closed for some major upgrades and repairs, and it's voted that the Batcave would be the next best place. Bruce isn't happy about it, but begrudgingly let's them hold the next few meetings there.
The first few went by smoothly, but then one day one of them, most likely Hal or Oliver, notices something in the corner of their eyes and they just see large, golden, eyes stare back at them. And they tell the others about it. They're about to get ready to fight, when Bruce just lets out the biggest sigh and says, "Dick, please, everything is fine."
He's not even looking in the direction of the eyes, so he can't see the heavy "I fucking doubt it" look the young man has on his face.
The JL eventually sits back down and resume the meeting, all while feeling an intense stare on them. If you ask, none of them jumped when the young man propped himself against Batman's chair. The meeting, thankfully, ends quickly.
And the next few meetings introduce a few new faces (another young man, this one with a white streak in his hair. He almost always had a loaded gun in his hands, if not blades he was cleaning. And then there was a boy, who looked a bit too much like the Joker, and was constantly pranking them. No one wants to talk about the time Dick showed up again, this time with a girl and younger boy and any silence was broken by birds chirping).
Once they're able to get back to the Watchtower, they demand answers, and wow is that a long story.
#justice league meets the batfamily#the batfamily meets the justice league#justice league#batfam#talon dick grayson#dick grayson#red hood#crime lord jason todd#joker junior#tim drake#damian wayne#bruce wayne#batman#personal HC of mine is that talons are selective mute#it's part of their training#so dick doesn't talk#it's different from cass but she's still the only one who understands the most#the bird chirping is dick's way of talking when actually talking is hard and the rest of the bats learned to communicate with him this way
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Two brooos, chillin in a saunaaaa~
Print!!/Shop
#Durge was sleeping so peacefully#and then Orin had to come and pop that bubble#now my boy's PISSED#can't have shit in this household#gortash's necklace is a talon of bane btw eueueueu#Goretash#durgetash#orin the red#lord enver gortash#enver gortash#the dark urge#durge#bg3 durge#bg3#my art#shop art
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The Phoenix and his Talon
Aka; a Dramatic Bitch (affectionate) and his Murder Child
Art I made for my fic, “I Don’t Belong Here (I Wish I Was Special)” :)
Oh hey if anyone has a name for the duck, I am all ears
#tim drake#reverse robins#batfamily#timothy drake#batfam#dc#red robin#tim drake wayne#phoenix#mandarin duck#dick grayson#richard grayson#talon dick grayson#talon#art#fanart
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Here's an idea:
The reaction of little Jason, y/n, Dick to adult Jason, y/n and Dick
Here ya go
Past dick find out that jason and y/n are about to be married.
#jason todd x you#jason todd x reader#jason robin#jason todd x y/n#jason todd x male reader#jason todd#red hood x reader#red hood#dick grayson x reader#dick grayson#talon reader#reader is a talon.#talon of barn owl#talon#the owls of court#dcu#dc x reader#dc universe
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No Cape Bruce AU!
Instead of becoming Batman Bruce Wayne adopts several “helpless youths” to take care of.
Ft. Talon Dick
Pit Anger Jason
Joker Junior Tim
Bruce: Dick just because you’re immortal doesn’t mean you can do flips off the roof.
Bruce: Jason no throwing darts at pictures with my face on it. We agreed you can only do that to pictures of Tim.
Bruce: Tim Stop turning other people’s teddy bears into bombs.thats what you have your own teddy bears for.
#dc comics#dcu#tim drake#comic books#comics#jason todd#red robin#dc universe#batman#red hood#dick grayson#nightwing#joker junior#talon dc#talon dick grayson
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Shanks, talking to Mihawk over the transponder snail: Hawkeyes! It's good to hear from you! You've been really quiet lately! How are you doing?
Mihawk, glancing at the Seraphim child eating lunch next to him: I had a baby.
Shanks: WHAT!?!?
Buggy, sitting next to Mihawk: That's not how you're supposed to say that...
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Edit: Part 2!
#socially awkward Mihawk my beloved#dracule mihawk#buggy the clown#talon the Seraphim#s hawk#one piece seraphim#cross guild#red haired shanks
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