ExplosiveTurtlez

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  1. Short and sweet~ I like it :)
  2. Syra contemplates for some time, but eventually comes to a conclusion. "{I'll help out... Any idea where she may have gone?}" The father looks relieved. "{Ah. Thank you. I believe last I saw her she went south. You could try searching that way. I should come with you as we-}" The sound of horrid coughing comes from the nearby hut. "{H-HONEY!! I'm sorry, I must tend to my wife. I-I'll catch up with you later.}" The birdman FWOOSHES into the hut... Syra looks in the direction she was pointed to go... deeper into the swamp. "Hm... I-I really gotta go... What should I do...?" Syra's bladder is bound to burst... What should we do? Should we start heading out right away and relieve ourselves then? Or should we simply pee where we stand? Not like the villagers will mind too much... In fact, you actually see two villagers having a pee-distance contest not too far away! Or... we could try our best to hold even further~ Your pick~
  3. Ditto
  4. Canonically, they're androgynous, but you can do whichever you prefer~
  5. Syra gives a nod and goes to help with the farm. From there, an Avian-Fyurosa is fluttering over the vegetables and plucking them out with his talons. He sees Syra and smiles*. "{Syra. Just in time. I take it your mate sent you here?}" "{Yeah. Heard about your wife. Will she be okay?}" Syra asks with genuine concern. "{She's getting better, thank Sylvick. Especially with the help of the Chieftain's wife and Shaman. She's always been so skilled... So gifted... I-In any case, she still needs to rest until she's fully recovered, and our daughter is still patrolling the woods**, so I need an extra set of hands to help pick out the crops. You don't mind, do you? Are you busy?}" "{If I was busy, I wouldn't have come over,}" Syra replied honestly. Her bladder was still nagging at her, but the thought that... maybe she could arouse Kiji by holding it... not that she HAS to***... But... Yeah. She should save potty-time for her adorable li'l tiger~ ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... About a good four hours have passed harvesting all those crops. Syra was spent of much stamina, having held her golden torrent this whole time. The Avian farmer perches by a tree and lets out a sigh. "{Phew... That's all done and done. I never woulda gotten all these plants harvested without your help,}" the bird thanks the snake. "{I-It's nothing~}" Syra replies, trying to act casual and hide her bladder, which was bulging rather prominently. "{... Hmm... ... ... Yl'gfria should have come back by now... ... ... I'm worried... She's... probably aright.}" Syra listens to what he said... [This Avian expresses worry for his daughter, who has been out scouting for a long time now... Surely the father could go find her... Or perhaps... Syra could go out and search for her... Oooorrr we can just tell him that there's nothing to worry about and let her find her way home. She's got wings for a reason, after all. And what of our bladder? It's pretty dang full right now. If we offer to aid him in finding his daughter, we will not be able to hold it until we return to Kiji. A variety of options to choose from... ... and all of them have their own consequences~<3] *:Don't... think too hard on how a bird can smile. **: In case it wasn't obvious, Urfries are regularly sent out of the village to patrol the surrounding woods for threats. This was what Kiji was doing when Syra first met him. ***: An often not mentioned, but well-known mannerism among most Urfries is that they are allowed, and do often, commit normally private deeds out in the open, anywhere they choose. This can range from simply doing one's business, to mating with a partner and performing intercourse. However, it's often considered rude to relieve one's self on the ground of a villager's hut without asking first. It is also within one's best interest to make sure that where you're peeing isn't someone else's marked territory... Speaking of which, the reason Urfries regularly relieve themselves wherever they choose is so that any neighboring Urfry villages know not to attack or invade, as well as to keep out other predatory animals.
  6. Hmmmmmmmm I'm genuinely curious... Would you be willing to do Tsubakura from Len'en wetting him/herself? (Since you probably don't know what they look like, here's a reference :1)
  7. Syra sat by Kiji's side as she felt her magic tome calling to her... Beckoning her... "I suppose some intellectual reading can relieve some stress," Syra mumbles to herself. Syra flips open the pages of mystic knowledge. Her eyes are lured by several different kinds of spells, all still written in this archaic text that she somehow comprehended. It wasn't even like she was reading, as it felt more like the tome's information flowed into her mind without confusion nor misreading. She can see Charm Person, Dancing Lights, Hold, Push, Identify, and many many more... but one spell in particular grabbed her interest; Magic Missile... Of course... testing new spells is best done outdoors... Syra considers it, but there's so much more information! She keeps reading on and on and on and on and on and on and on... ... ... ... until one day... ... ... ... ... ... "{Syraaaaa! Come out for a moment and help,}" Kiji calls out from outside. Syra was curled up in bed, reading her slightly-worn tome, making a few sparkles in her palm. About... ten years have passed since Syra first arrived to the village. "{I'm coming,}" Syra replies in the Urfry tongue. Due to her long lifespan, she hasn't really aged a day, though Kiji has grown maybe an inch or two. Within a decade of living among the tribesfolk, she's managed to get a hold of the native language, no able to socialize with the other villagers. Within ten years, Syra has never bothered to see her mother... Not like she's tried finding her... or going back to the cave... Syra peeks out the hut to see Kiji skinning some alligators. Multiple alligators... This kid was small, but Urfries are known to be some of the deadliest hunters. A single Urfry could easily take down some of the mightiest beasts. After all, Urfries have some of* the best traits imaginable! The intellect and compassion of man... and the cruel, savage cunning of predators. "{Darling, while I do this, would you mind helping the Wendisla'k mates with their crops. I think Yanol's girl got sick and can't harvest the plants with him. He might appreciate the help.}" Syra contemplated... It wouldn't be that hard... Buuuut... she couldn't help but wiggle nervously. She hasn't gone to piddle for some time... [Well~ You've been presented with a side-quest~ You can do it if you want, and almost always there will be some reward out of it... Oooooor we can go do something else to progress the story~ Your choice ^^] *: That enough "Some of"s for you?
  8. (Thanks~ I genuinely enjoy the feedback~ Update's gonna happen today, but later at night... ... so tonight. But it's happening! snek <o======> )
  9. (Bwah! You're right... This has been on a way too long hiatus... I had been waiting for more replies and ended up forgetting about it.. Hahahaha ;w; ... ANYWAYS! I plan on getting things rolling as soon as possible... saaaayyyyyy... tomorrow?)
  10. Ah~ That New-Year's weight gain plagues us all ^^' Well at least it shouldn't leak easily~
  11. They look a touch snug on you. You sure you bought the right size?
  12. female

    If the person you love is gonna scold you for something you enjoy, then... ... ...
  13. The first, second, fifth, and tenth are my favorites on this list. Do you think that Vaporeon in the first image might come up to him and pee alongside~? (Not actually a comish request. Just a headcanon question =w=)
  14. I'm so happy you're still making art~ You draw some of my favorites~
  15. (Um.,, Wow. Fuck me for being a procrastinating little bitch, right?) Syra understood that she was not the whitest egg in the nest, and quackery probably wouldn't help the situation... The figure soon approached the group; this gorgeous, buxom tiger urfry, adorned with jewels and a colo(u)rful poncho similar to the Chief's. If Syra was to piece anything from her, she must have been the Chief's wife/Kiji's mother. "Unhey frodis... Awaqoi gre ku Yd. Punya lem dal gusfan." she spoke with this gentle, soothing voice. Then, a glowing light eminated between the woman's paws, and she gently pressed against Kiji... Kiji began to scream even more, tears bursting from his face as he felt his bones slowly return into place. And once his injuries were healed, all Kiji could do was gasp repeatedly, exhausted. Relieved that Kiji's torment was over, the beautiful urfry looked to Syra. "You are my son's nima, er... fiancée, who plans to live among us. Am I mistaken?" she asks Syra. "Yeah... That I- Woah wowowowoah wait. D-Did you say fia-""Please take my son to his hut and let him rest. As his nima, you shall tend to his every need, and provide him with every desire he craves for without fail. Now go," she demanded, cutting off Syra and pointing towards Kiji's own hut, which was close to the chieftains. Syra was still sort of flabbergasted, decided to put a little more focus on getting Kiji in bed. She laid Kiji on her tail and slowly slithered to the hut... Man, this boy was heavy... but nothing Syra couldn't handle. When they finally made it, Syra laid him atop a bed of hay. The boy was barely awake... but doing fine. He just needed a little rest to finish his recovery. Well... Kiji's gonna be out of commission for the rest of the day... Should we just call it in early as well? Then again... something about Syra's book seems... off... Oh it's probably nothing, right?