Gah.. It's like Christmas 
Christmas in Klangiary since mine won't mature until then >_>
Christmas in Klangiary since mine won't mature until then >_>Almost, just 4 more days...
Mine even has wings! I hope they turn out awesome.
Mine even has wings! I hope they turn out awesome.
10 more hours til my chimaera grows up. Hooray for getting the the first one and not suffering more. 
QUOTE (Xiel @ Oct 20 2010, 06:45 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
10 more hours til my chimaera grows up. Hooray for getting the the first one and not suffering more.
Mine doesn't go til Klangiary.
Hatched on Tzarin 4...I hate early birthday beasts! They extend my suffering!QUOTE (Xiel @ Oct 20 2010, 03:45 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
10 more hours til my chimaera grows up. Hooray for getting the the first one and not suffering more.
The first one I bought, which I gave to Jinxy, should be maturing at the end of the Lusty month!
QUOTE (Xiel @ Oct 21 2010, 02:13 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Yay, beastie matured. Of course, being the experimenter that I am, I blew a few credits to see what all else he'd look like (which I'll leave others to see), but I happily settled with this:
The meat-type feeds wound up with this and a number of fairly similar variations. Cute.
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a great midnight chimaera with scaly skin
His scaly tail curling between four fearsome legs, a great midnight chimaera with scaly skin
crouches quietly within his surroundings.
Fearsome and great in size, this great midnight chimaera is the embodiment of all gone wrong in
creation. Appearing as a mishmash of animal parts, the chimaera prowls on four massive legs, the
front of which resemble a lion's mighty paws covered in blue wyvern scales and mighty talons, and
the hind legs those of the lithe goat. A thick, muscular body makes up the mighty bulk of the
chimaera's frame, broad and covered in shimmering blue scales at the torso and narrower and lithe at
the haunches. A scaly tail snakes from the beast's rear, serpentine in its movement and tipped with
a long, stinging barb. The snarling head of a lion, thick with a flowing mane of ebon fur, crowns
the beast's front at the shoulders. The eyes are sapphire and a twin pair of oversized black horns
curl back from the beast's head and twist into deadly points. He is called 'Dallach.'
His scaly tail curling between four fearsome legs, a great midnight chimaera with scaly skin
crouches quietly within his surroundings.
Fearsome and great in size, this great midnight chimaera is the embodiment of all gone wrong in
creation. Appearing as a mishmash of animal parts, the chimaera prowls on four massive legs, the
front of which resemble a lion's mighty paws covered in blue wyvern scales and mighty talons, and
the hind legs those of the lithe goat. A thick, muscular body makes up the mighty bulk of the
chimaera's frame, broad and covered in shimmering blue scales at the torso and narrower and lithe at
the haunches. A scaly tail snakes from the beast's rear, serpentine in its movement and tipped with
a long, stinging barb. The snarling head of a lion, thick with a flowing mane of ebon fur, crowns
the beast's front at the shoulders. The eyes are sapphire and a twin pair of oversized black horns
curl back from the beast's head and twist into deadly points. He is called 'Dallach.'
The meat-type feeds wound up with this and a number of fairly similar variations. Cute.
Oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my gooodddd..
I would IG marry that chimaera if I could.I mean Hi Jinx.
QUOTE (Xiel @ Oct 21 2010, 05:13 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Yay, beastie matured. Of course, being the experimenter that I am, I blew a few credits to see what all else he'd look like (which I'll leave others to see), but I happily settled with this:
a great midnight chimaera with scaly skin
His scaly tail curling between four fearsome legs, a great midnight chimaera with scaly skin
crouches quietly within his surroundings.
Fearsome and great in size, this great midnight chimaera is the embodiment of all gone wrong in
creation. Appearing as a mishmash of animal parts, the chimaera prowls on four massive legs, the
front of which resemble a lion's mighty paws covered in blue wyvern scales and mighty talons, and
the hind legs those of the lithe goat. A thick, muscular body makes up the mighty bulk of the
chimaera's frame, broad and covered in shimmering blue scales at the torso and narrower and lithe at
the haunches. A scaly tail snakes from the beast's rear, serpentine in its movement and tipped with
a long, stinging barb. The snarling head of a lion, thick with a flowing mane of ebon fur, crowns
the beast's front at the shoulders. The eyes are sapphire and a twin pair of oversized black horns
curl back from the beast's head and twist into deadly points. He is called 'Dallach.'
The meat-type feeds wound up with this and a number of fairly similar variations. Cute.
a great midnight chimaera with scaly skin
His scaly tail curling between four fearsome legs, a great midnight chimaera with scaly skin
crouches quietly within his surroundings.
Fearsome and great in size, this great midnight chimaera is the embodiment of all gone wrong in
creation. Appearing as a mishmash of animal parts, the chimaera prowls on four massive legs, the
front of which resemble a lion's mighty paws covered in blue wyvern scales and mighty talons, and
the hind legs those of the lithe goat. A thick, muscular body makes up the mighty bulk of the
chimaera's frame, broad and covered in shimmering blue scales at the torso and narrower and lithe at
the haunches. A scaly tail snakes from the beast's rear, serpentine in its movement and tipped with
a long, stinging barb. The snarling head of a lion, thick with a flowing mane of ebon fur, crowns
the beast's front at the shoulders. The eyes are sapphire and a twin pair of oversized black horns
curl back from the beast's head and twist into deadly points. He is called 'Dallach.'
The meat-type feeds wound up with this and a number of fairly similar variations. Cute.
I love the chimaera, but there seems to be oddly few variation. Those bolded are the only variations I have seen so far. Those underlined are what I hope may vary. When mine matures, I want to be able to eat my words.
I believe the intonation is that, what isn't covered in blue scales, is covered in golden fur (probably like a lion's pelt). It comes together in my head, anyways
(No, I didn't write it!)
(No, I didn't write it!)
