Degenerates of the Ark

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Hey there, guys! Nice to see I have a decent following here but u should know that I'm currently more active twitter, so I suggest u follow over there. Also, I think I have to remake this account cuz I can't see lewd stuff outside of my own and can't change the birthday setting to the correct date.

ones to be used as slaves... or worse.

𝑩𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔
With their high vantage points and riched oil veins, the Badlands are hotly contested for by the larger tribes, along with theiving bandits who will come in to take advantage of the inevitable chaos to take what is theirs, be it the oil, valuables from fallen survivors, or captured living-

about, as chances are one could a slumbering Rock Elemental, which is extreamely territorial.

𝑳𝒐𝒘 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕
These reigons are generally more open but get much hotter than their high desert contemporaries, making them perfect for long-distance runners like Gallimimus, as well as one of the areas the spore-dropping Lymantria can be found. Just must be mindful of the many large rocks scattered-

𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕
Above the canyons are these elevated plateau that lack both the majority of the more dangerous creatures stalking the desert, and the harder-to-find resources. But they are good places to find mining tames like armored Ankylosaurus and traveling tames like the hopping Procoptodon.

hunting within the canyons include the incredibly resilient Daeodon, packhunting Hyaenodon, and spine-throwing Thorny Dragon.

𝑪𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒔
The high rocky walls that form them make for an excellent natural defense and the cooler temeperature and rivers that stretch along the center of the desert make them ideal for settlements, yet one may have to fight off the beasts roaming here if they wish to lay-Claim to any of them. Those-

will inturn take advantage of these sought-after lands to feed themselves.

𝑶𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒔
These areas contain some of the few sources of water, and fertile land for plants to grow, making them vital for survivors and creatures alike, such as the weather-detecting Jerboa and water-storing Morellatops. But be cautious when taking a drink, for predators like the leaping Kaprosuchus +

Artist: drgraevling

Not assigning someone to keep watch while the rest of the party rests? Or worse yet, travelling alone and simply hoping to not be stumbled upon?

A costly mistake. Especially when it is imps and their near infinite stamina that awaken you with their hellish girth.

[ #RPStarter | #MagnusRP ]

The [READER] had often been warned to ignore the monarch's antics and keep what they saw to themselves if they valued their lives.

When they entered the queen's room, Magnus was sprawled on her bed without undergarments, acting as if still alone...

Artist: zelhypno

Artist: zelhypno

It may as well have been too late by the time it got to this point.

Tendrils, as thin as hairs, pricking and pulling at what makes you tick. Molding you into something new, while the beast they were attached to feeds off the perverted fantasies rushing through your newly shaped brain.

Artist: nyuunzi

Great holes have been dug where earth's pores ought to suffice, and things have learnt to walk that ought to crawl.

Parasitic things skitter and breed. Breed, and breed. Until not an inch of this floor is crawling with their kind.

It isn't unheard of For Femi to be training in his bunny form and a sudden wardrobe malfunction happens~

Artist: d-rex

Frankly.

The confines of a mimic may be some of the safest places within The Dungeon. Even if it's not quite the most comfortable.

At the risk of inundating itself with guests, it will bring this back...

A Seductive Sunday for each of you!

Just like and retweet for an image, animation, and a blurb of your muse and whatever monster indulges in the fine pleasures of the flesh with them tonight!

#SeductiveSunday

[ #RPStarter ]

Deep within the bowels of the dungeon they were meant to clear, Erelia, the group's tank, woke up gasping loud enough to pull the [READER] from their sleep.

Runes were glowing around her neck and, between her legs, a new third leg twitched. She had been cursed!

[ #RPStarter ]

In a secluded corner of Kaeldrin's castle, a humble yet endearing servant—a human-reptilian hybrid—was diligently polishing [READER]'s 'spear.'

"Non-nobles are rarely invited to stay within these walls. The king must have been greatly impressed by your work."

Artist: Drgraevling

Don't let the predominantly male goblins of the early floors fool you. There is a swathe of creatures lurking within.

"Come now, I've something 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 for you."

Like the one that's decided to pay your makeshift camp for the night a visit.

#SeductiveSunday

Artist: Maybe_Its_Mayvi

How is fucking your way to the bottom of The Dungeon going?

It seemed like a good idea at first. All that talk of how lecherous the beasts within were made it seem reasonable.

But it's been hours now, and these creatures have yet to even slow down. Load after load, yet they persist.

Hey y'all. Haven been here 4 a bit cuz again, twitter is my main focus, but I plan on updating soon so stand by for that

Artist: Fukuiii0110

Even the most well armed knight can be felled. There's always a gap in their armor, leather straps to be melted away, or when all else fails, simply prying it from the form.

But once that is all done, they are but a person. Just as susceptible to the whims of their body as anyone else.

Maybe that portal shortcut wasn't such a good call. Imps could be dealt with by your party well enough.

But the moment that lumbering brute stepped forward it was over. Now...

"Only finish when I say so, woman."

Now it's telling you when to cum on his cock.

#SeductiveSunday

[ #RPStarter ]

Standing at a crossroad leading out of a banal village into the wilderness, a lone woman stared into the distance, frozen, with an anxious smile.

"Go... Now? Tomorrow...? Maybe... T-today...? M-move... No..." She muttered to herself while fidgeting with her hands.

Artist: TheKite

A faded manuscript. Most of the pages crumple into scraps upon your touch, but a few remain.

Their words blurry, the color of the illustrations not as vivid as they once was, but the contents are clear nonetheless.

Is this the sort of thing that resides deep within this place?

The deeper one goes into The Dungeon the more...bizarre things become.

Walls that shift as though they breath. Talking beasts. The very structure becomes hard to follow. Stairs ascend up into a dead end. A pale river cuts through what looks to have been at one point a courtyard.