#wildclaws are just dinosaurs 2 me

[fulls]

smells like.... improperly tied-down pottery

Dragon and design up on the AH for 2kg

ID# 92967345

[saltminerising]

Dino armour would have been cooler if it was like.. 2-3 separate sets that are based on one dinosaur, and it was the skeleton of whatever dino with some additions. I honestly thought that's what it was but no.. it's just.. chunks of random dinosaurs thrown onto the dragon..

Give me a utahraptor helmet for my wildclaws, you fucking cowards

[the-arcanist-official]

What your Favorite FR Breed Says About You (but I’m very mean about it)

(this has probably been done before but gfskdhj)

Fae: You picked them in progen creation and have never looked back. You rarely think, and when you do, said thought is likely to be ‘aghgh time to get more fae’. Your favorite probably has a wizard hat and some glasses on. And that’s it.

Guardian: You’re a basic bitch. Go on. Admit it. Your concept of the ‘ideal dragon’ is exactly what most people think of when you say ‘dragon’. You own it though. By which I mean, you own at least ten Guardians and never breed anything else.

Mirror: You’re an admirer of stinky rancid vibes. Your favorite character in any movie is the villain. You probably had a Onceler-fucking phase and hold on to your sanity by the thinnest of threads. Known in the forums as ‘that one guy’.

Tundra: You love dogs. You love dogs so much that you look at a dragon and are like, ‘you know what's better than dragons? dogs’. Get a dog. Never mind, you probably already have one. Or two. Or five.

Pearlcatcher: You’re a purist. You put fodder on the AH for fodder prices and then complain when people exalt them. You work yourself into a frenzy when the newest breed has two ears and only one tounge. You try to pay for art in ‘exposure’. I’m not saying you’re a Karen... but you’re a Karen.

Ridgeback: A hard-partying rowdy fool. Either you like the male’s pointy-ass nose or... that’s it. There is literally no other reason you’d like these fellas. I’m getting frat-boy vibes and it unnerves me. I’m going to slowly walk away now.

Snapper: What is wrong with you. What is fucking wrong. Why. This is a potato, Susan.

Spiral: I... trust you. I shouldn’t, but I do. You love noodles, I love noodles. However. How do you dress a Spiral? Scratch that, how to you look at a Spiral? It’s just a mess of winged spaghetti. There is no beginning, and no end. Just madness. Stop looking at me with them big ol’ eyes.

Skydancer: According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way that a Skydancer should be able to fly. It has four wings, and not even in like a cool way, they’re just there and probably get in the way of each other. And yet some of you choose to prolong what must be a pathetic and painful life by buying these abominations. Shame on you.

Bogsneak: You look at what must be a frog/crocodile given wings and are like, “ah yes. the perfect form”. I don’t know what that says about you. Go get some therapy or something, I dunno. I’m not your mom.

Imperial: A collector to be sure, and likely filthy rich off of item reselling or something. You tried to buy Naomi once. Not a Naomi descendant. Naomi. That didn’t quite work out, but you’ll keep trying. Someday, you’ll squeeze those 2nd gens for every gem they’ve got. Someday...

Nocturne: Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way to mediocre bat-thing town. You’ve got every NOTN exclusive, you’ve got eggs up the wazoo, you know how to play Glimmer and Gloom. The only thing you don’t have are the connections that come from spending time with your family. Gotta get that NOTN grind, tho.

Wildclaw: Dragons are pretty much just winged dinosaurs, right? Right? Either that, or you have 17 different outfits for each of your dergs, because let’s face it, everything looks good on a Wildclaw. In other news, you still have a level 3 cauldron after 2 years of playing, and at this point you’re kind of proud of it.

Coatl: There are so many of you that it’s kind of hard to generalize. You probably have a lair tab entirely dedicated to these things. They are all outfitted. They have lore. Some of them even have art. They have everything. You’re broke. You’re so broke.

Gaoler: If Gaolers are just hardcore Tundras (which they are), then Gaoler lovers are just hardcore Tundra lovers. You love to take your huntin’ hounds out into the woods for some good ole fox huntin’. Except you don’t have any huntin’ hounds. You live in the suburbs and think driving out to a Cracker Barrel 30 minutes out of town is an ‘adventure’.

Banescale: Can be your angle or yuor devil. Devil usually means ragged/tear/either skeletal or wraith edgy bois, which I can at least understand. Angel means chicken. So many chicken. Who needs clothes? You have chicken.