There’s a glittering sandbar runway down the middle of the watery cavern, and koi of every shape and size are gliding with a flair as onlookers gape and flap their fins wildly. The annual High Tide Haute Couture Fashion Show is in full swing, and the styles are nothing short of fin-tastic.

There’s only one thing to do. You gather your accessories—it’s time to make some waves.

For this activity, create a post containing the following components:

• A dress-up of the Koi coat using the Magic Puddle
• A name for the Koi you’ve created
• A piece of writing or art relating to the Koi you’ve created (e.g. description of their personality, their dwellings/belongings, etc.)
• Your prize selection (upright, active, or mushroom of the coat)!

• This activity runs from April 1st through 23:59 ST on April 15th.
• Each player can make one entry for this activity.
• All creative endeavors are welcome for this activity. You may use drawings, photos, words, or any mixture thereof!
  • Written posts should be at least a paragraph long, and drawings should be a semi-clean sketch. Photos should have your username somewhere visible in it.
• AI generated artwork and writing is not permitted for this activity. Utilizing AI to generate ideas or general composition is okay, but the final piece must be entirely your own work.

• Choice of upright, active, or mushroom of the coat
• A participation sticker will also be rewarded.
• A raffle with the participants of this thread will be drawn, and 3 winners will get the items shown in their dress-up as well.

Name: Tilly

A silent hunter behind the bush, knowledgeable but inexperienced. She hunts alone but with the teachings of the hierarchy before her. Perhaps her strengths can shine in front of someone admired for their own skills and strengths! To find someone to challenge and adore her… admire, even. What one aged leaf’s ripples on a solemn pond can inspire the onlookers; aquatic or otherwise. A hidden locket with a cutout in the shape of a heart holds Tilly’s inspiration for staying the course.

Preference: Upright

Name: Lucetta
Description:
A stylish little fish witch shapeshifter. She enjoys long swims by the beach and casting spells that cause people and creatures to have a totally random number of legs, up to twenty-six legs maximum! Lucetta and her creature companions and go fro aquatic, to land, to air mode whenever they please. She is rather mischievous and loves to dispel dangerous situations with humor, though her humor consists of non-consensual temporary body modifications (in the form of Too Many Legs Oh My God How Do I Walk). She is an agent of chaos.

Apparel: Bioluminescent speckles, light wash tie up top, wind chimes earrings, witch’s cauldron, witchy cats, witchy workshop background, Wren friends
Request: Active Coat please

Personality/Character: Soft, kind, sensitive, caring, protective, responsible, calculating and cunning:
Explanation:She throws all her strength into protecting her allies in battle, but there are exceptional situations when she simply does not have enough strength for this.She is trusting, but only towards those who are close to her, open in soul and heart, from the outside she seems very gentle and so she is.Sometimes she seeks benefit for herself. This is possible due to her natural feminine cunning and vampire charm.
Orientation:Getero
Sex:Female
Age:200 years (Vampire)
Occupation:Sup-DD/Support
Setting:Game-story V Rising (OC)

Story:

      A story with a slightly sad beginning where Evelynn wakes up in an old, cobweb-filled crypt and is forced to look for a new home. Her powers are absolutely insignificant and she has to go a long way full of threats and enemies, find her love and someone she can trust. Even a vampire is a little sad to live alone, and when your strength lies only in support, and your physical strength is much less than that of your relatives, then in such a difficult time, all that remains is to join others.
      In the near future, she will experience pain for the betrayal that she will allow herself to commit, but can one blame someone who has experienced a lot of suffering for her trust and hope for gentleness from the being who subjected her to this suffering…?

Selection: Upright (If there is no victory in the drawing, I will still create it)

Prize Selection: Mushroom , please !

Warm sunlight shines down inside the teahouse, lighting up the dust particles in the air as you step inside. For some odd reason, you hear the birds chirping even more loudly than when you were outside… wait, why are there birds all over the counter? Why are there butterflies perched on the teas lined up on the shelves? And what even is that little green-winged brown creature with what looks like a green onion hanging out of its mouth?

Nobody is manning the counter, and in the absence of anyone to take your order, you find yourself sitting down at the bar and just looking around. As you do so, dozens of other oddities present themselves. The stuffed tiger in the corner seems to have shifted positions from when you last glanced at it. The flowers blooming in the rusty bucket in the corner seem to be reaching towards the sunlight that’s shining in. The patterning of the stickers on the walls — stars and hearts and sparkles and who knows what else — looks just a little different whenever you glance at them. Once, you swear you see one of the stickers emit something that almost looks like lightning.

You don’t know how much time passes, but it feels like quite a while before a figure emerges from the kitchen. They seem wholly unsurprised by your presence, merely reaching up to brush back the braided gold earring that dangles down past their chin. They set down the teacup in their hand, the strings of pearls draped around them catching the light as they move — and as they approach, you notice flowers are, somehow, blossoming all over them. They smile as they step up to you, and you notice that the nametag on their breast pocket reads ‘Ris’.

“Welcome to my teahouse. How may I serve you today?”

Prize Selection: Upright

Items

Frilla is a roller skating queen who happens to not quite stick the landing. Summer is her favorite season because she can be her most fashion-forward self. An avid lover of crop tops and the sun, she’ll always be outside whenever she can be. She can’t resist a chilly boba tea (brown sugar flavor) or nachos from her favorite food truck vendor after a long roller skating session at the park. In her purse is a box of bandages and antiseptic ready to go to clean the new scrapes.

Prize selection: active please!

Prize Preference: Active

Name: Amara

Amara, both feathered and finned, is the flying-fish messenger of the gods both on high and deep down below in the depths of the sea. A bit ditzy, nervous, and genuine she always strives to do as best of a job she can in her job as messenger to the gods. No matter where you are in rain or shine she will make sure your messages, mail, and packages reach you lickity split! She’s never lost a piece of mail or package in her long (well short to her as a demigod) tenure as a messenger. While she’s great at her job, she’s got a lot to learn about to learn about life as a demigod.

Zephyr Seaswell
Active

The night of the Blooded Moon was always a stressful one for Zephyr. The festivities, the paperwork, the spell preperations…it was all just a huge mess to him. If things were up to Zeph - as they should be, since he was the leader of the Raven Towers - it would all just be a simple spell to return the moon to it’s proper state and that was it. But noooo there was traditions and other….other stuff he was expected to follow. With a sigh, Zeph threw open the windows of the Raven Tower and looked out. Below him dozens of hundreds of thousands of citizens gathered, waiting for his show. Above, the star filled sky was split apart by a misplaced red moon. “Well,” he muttered as he placed his foot on the window sill, “time to make a spectacle of myself. Again.” With that, he flew out into the night sky, lanterns lifting from the roof to light his path. The crowd went wild.

Items:

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Name : Wish

Age : 427 (After the appearance of physical form; At the time of the end of his story)

Personality \ Character + story :  He was gentle and benevolent, kind and sympathetic. People made wishes on the shores of his lake and threw coins, bread crumbs or left something as an offering. The Spirit was born out of human desires and began to fulfill them. Time passed. Decade after decade, people started giving less and asking for more. They no longer cared for the lake, turning it into a swamp, they caught lake fish, koi.
    Over time, the spirit’s character hardened, he became embittered at people, and during another “festival” during which people made wishes, he came out to them to take revenge. People burned his face, injured his paws. Wish killed several people as a warning before fleeing deep into the forest, leaving the lake that had become his cradle forever.
    Due to the fact that he left his lake, the spirit began to weaken very quickly and he could have died if he had not stumbled upon a clear lake into which several rivers flow deep into the dense forest. People wouldn’t get him here for sure. Wish stayed there, wounded and weak, but alive and happy. Soon, koi fish will start swimming into this lake, and his wounds will heal. The local Flora and fauna will accept him and take care not to let people into their new guardian spirit.

Setting : Ancient legend

Preference: Active

Ivalice Saint of Healing
Within the clouded forest, many spirits dwell waiting for the arrival of those in need. With the Serpent shining bright from the heavens, the calm waters of the pond shone bright. From its murky depths rose Ivalice, and like the lotus she rose to the surface.

For those that seek to heal not the body, but the heart… let us rise from this darkness… let us welcome the light…

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Details: active pose, romantic retreat background, flowing bustle, purple espiritita, long cream sweeatheart wig, driftshroom, gloomshroom, crystals of unity, teal aquatic bubbles.

Name: Kai

Description: Their grove is hushed and still on almost all occasions. Moss creeps up the tree trunks, and there is a constant— though gentle— gurgle from the nearby river. The flowing water pools into an eerily still pond, and the crystal clear waters are embraced by bowed willow trees on all sides. Overgrowth consumes most of the forest floor, except for a well worn trail where paw prints are dented into the mud. It appears tranquil at a glance. This illusion is shattered by Kai’s presence. Their lounging form, scattered clothes, and off key singing are jarring in contrast, and the scraps of tangerine peels they leave scattered near the shore are glaring eyesores. Nevertheless, the warmth of their voice, shimmering joy in their eyes, and ready initiation to any who wander into their grove tend to set weary travelers at ease. Those who stay eventually leave with more than they once had, in the form of fruits tucked into their pockets or new knowledge bloomed unbidden in place of hazy dreams.

Prize selection: Active

Name: Namiyei

Description:

Though kelph are typically known for their aquatic abodes, they are not the only inhabitants of the seas. Some ineki have learned to change their habitats to ponds and lakes that they found to be fitting matches. Typically, these ineki are the descendants of shapeshifters, or shapershifters themselves. They fashion their bodies to their own liking, often mimicking the local flora and fauna of their new homes.

The practice is less common in the modern day, but still has some practitioners. Some areas in particular are enshrined as housing ineki families who have lived in their lakes for generations, and modeled their bodies to resemble the koi with which they share their space. These families are known far and wide for their magical alterations to the waters in which they inhabit.

Namiyei is the lone daughter of one such bloodline, and the last inhabitant of her waters. Though young, she wonders if she ought to seek out an apprentice to ensure the magic of her waters will live on. She feels ill prepared for such a thing, but has faith in herself to be a good teacher.

Prize selection: Active, please exclude me from the raffle!

Aiden once met a figure cloaked in shadows that offered him a deal. In exchange for leaving his home city forever, Aiden would be given the power to eject his thoughts onto paper instantly. As a writer, Aiden could not refuse this power, so he agreed to give up his home. He didn’t realize that this would also remove all of his memories of his home city and everyone he used to know, but he still feels like he got the better end of the deal. Aiden now wanders the cave, looking for an editor to help him sort out the pages and pages of words that he can instantly conjure.

Apparel: Midnight Glimmer, Minty Bandana, Minty Jorts, Navy Pleather Jacket, Racer’s Hat, Windy Day Background

Prize Selection: Upright

Sidera always had a love of the stars - from their mere beauty and brilliance to how they could be relied on for guidance. She grew up in a waterside town full of sailors and fisherfolk. And took many a trip out to sea navigated by starlight. Since she arrived in the Cave, it seems the sky isn’t quite the same as it used to be. While the cave to her seems to somewhat mimic the sky of the world she knew, the constellations she knew and loved are no longer there. Getting used to this change was quite a change.
Sidera enjoys collecting things that remind her of her past: the stars and the sea being her favorite motifs. She collects compasses, fish trinkets, and starry patterned silks… And she still loves traveling along the underground rivers and lakes in her small boat. She pays for her lifestyle and trinkets by operating a bit of a trading and delivery route since she’s on the water so much. She prides her vessel at being one of the most beautifully decorated around.

Coat Preference: Active

Dress-Up Items Used: Star Chart Background, Galactic Gazing Background, Star Magic, Sunbleached Saltwater Wig, Starshine Summon, Solar Space Fish, Drifty Fish Kite, Drifty Fish Fins, Stellar Ribbon
Driftshroom (setting: 325)

Who is Oksana Smirnov? Well, she’s a different person to everyone you ask. Throughout all the whispers and rumors, she’s definitely a few things. Quiet, for one. Quick as a whip to the few who’ve heard her speak. And strange, definitely strange. Oksana is a plant biologist who definitely feels more at home among her plants than her people. Between her field outings, she’s a disability activist. She writes papers on Phlox spelunca (creeping cave moss) and the necessity of accessible infrastructure with equal veracity.

“Things, here, are good,” you might hear her say, “but they can always be improved.”

coat preference: upright, please!

equipped details

Story:
          A shadow flew up into the night sky from the ancient ruins of a forgotten castle. She flew very fast and only the moonlight could show the outline of this terrible creature: its eyes were filled with blood, huge wings appeared from behind the creature’s back, red horns could be seen on its head. It was a demon, and his name was Asmodeus.
          Asmodeus is a cunning and playful demon. He will play with everyone and make fun of anyone who wants to be friends with him. At the same time, he is strict and prudent, and can make serious right decisions in any situation. It’s better to be his friend than his enemy.

Preference: Active

Rocket (yes her real name) didn’t ask to be born into a world that has fully embraced AI and all its sci-fi wackiness. In a society that relies on technology for almost everything, most folks have stopped thinking for themselves. But some, like Rocket, are so incredibly bored! She would give anything for the warm summer days spent frolicking in grass, like she’s read about. E-books, of course. Paper doesn’t exist anymore because trees don’t exist because - well, you get it.

Rocket has always been smart but lacked an outlet. Her studies bored her, her parents bored her, and her friends (if she had any) bored her. One thing she did love was reading, escaping into a good story. There weren’t many out there anymore, so she stuck to the vintage stuff. She especially loved the concept of magic. The wave of a wand and poof! It was so utterly fascinating. Unfortunately, if magic ever had existed, it certainly didn’t seem to anymore.

However, the internet was a beautiful, albeit toxic, place. Turns out, she wasn’t the only one interested in ancient magic. She found a website full of free-thinking weirdos like herself, all passionate about magic and whether or not it could be done.  For the first time, she found people she could relate to. Maybe even befriend. But there are more important things than making friends. And so, she now dedicates all of her freetime to potion-making, or at least… potion-attempting.

Prize preference: upright please!

Sol
Sol is a mysterious spirit, wandering around the more overgrown, forested parts of the Cave and tending to the various flora and fauna that inhabit it. They rarely - almost never - visit society or Mycenians, making their appearance to be considered a sign of dawn, prosperity, and good luck to those that have seen them, to the point of almost becoming a legend in the more rural settlements. Sol has a kind soul and goes out of their way to assist those in need, but prefer to stay off the radar and spend their time in the wilderness instead of with others like them.

Preferred Pose: active

A magical creature who enjoys a simple life in their pond. Morning being their favourite time of day. This magical fish, loves to pop out, to enjoy the morning sunlight. If one happen to stumble upon their pond and give Magikoi a gift. Then the gift giver, will magically receive something they need, as a sign of gratitude. Lilypads tend to be Magikoi’s favourite thing to receive, as they are often seen with one on their head. Now you think, knowing all this information, it would be easy to find Magikoi. However, Magikoi’s pond tends to change locations, making it harder for them to be found. You also can’t take this fish home, because if they’re stolen from their pond, they lose all their magic. Some animals are simply meant to stay, in their environment. Maybe one day, you will stumble upon Magikoi’s pond and experience the magic yourself.

Prize selection: Active please and thank you!
Dress up items: Ancient Overgrowth, Drifty Koi Scales, Fishing Rendezvous Background, Golden Dragon Scales, Golden Fairy Lights, Morning Butterflies, Lily Hat, Orange Heart Freckles, Spring Warmth and Verdant Overhead Canopy.

A wanderer by nature, Crescentia plans to one day complete her dream of visiting all seven seas. She was born in the icy waters of the north and has recently made her way down to warmer coastal waters. Here she’s looking to find a friend to join her on her journey, and hopefully they know how to actually read a map.
Honestly, she has no clue where she is at the moment. But that’s part of the fun right? Right???

Prize Selection: Active please!

Monster of the deep who likes to explore sunken ships to look for food to hunt and maybe find interesting trinkets.They have existed for quite a long while so they are not sure of their age or if someone like them exists. They aren’t really burdened by that though since they enjoy being by themselves and are not really looking for company. They look hauntingly beautiful with their hollow eyes and long light colored hair. Their fins almost seem to glow when even a small amount of light hits them. But there are also a lot of scars. All of them healed and look old. Possibly signs of a dangerous life lived? They also have very mean looking teeth and a smell of blood seems to linger…

Prize preference: upright please :3

( I wanted to go trough the scar options to add some buuut the puddle would reset the layering every time I updated so I didn’t want to play around anomore xD so imagine some scars yes?)

Name: Fyske

Fyske is happiest outside, regardless of the weather, but the rainy season is her favorite. She enjoys strumming her banjo softly as the rain dapples the fields and slowly becomes a torrent of waterfall, drowning her notes that match in loudness. She finds delight in all types of vegetation and animals, domesticated and wild alike. Fyske is also a morning person, rising with the sun, working diligently around the house and yard to ensure no later disturbance in her relaxation in a local clearing. For some, this is a humdrum existence, but Fysk wouldn’t envision it any other way — living in present tranquility. 

Prize Selection: Upright

Name: Ophelia

A lover of books, this girl uses her imagination to transport herself to farr off lands and distant worlds. Happiest in her imagination, she can see things both fantastical and abysmal— but perhaps her love of creativity is also her downfall. Hardly finding herself in the real world, she keeps distant from other folks, rarely making a true friend. Is it her loneliness that keeps her in these worlds? Or perhaps she truly doesn’t want to be around others. Care to befriend her to find out?

Upright please!

https://www.mycenacave.com/places/magic_puddle

Sweets

“Roll up, roll up!” The tiny pearl and tangerine Koi Ineki steps outside her dainty underwater cafe.  “Grab ‘em while they’re hot!” she continues. 

Within seconds underwater denizens are zooming forward to snatch up Sweets’ latest batch of donuts.  The water churns, and soon all that is left is the crumbs on patrons’ faces.  “By the Whiskers, those were maaarvelous! shouts one Kelph. 

“Your best batch yet!”  enthuses another. 

Sweets blushes and tosses a lock of her perwinkle blue and mint green locks over a shoulder.  She grabs her wooden spoon tighter and dunks through the doorway of her cafe to the back.  “Give around another 10 -15 minutes and we’ll have the next batch ready!” she says as she disappears.

Sweets lives up to her name, small in stature and driven to perfection, her sugary confections and baked goods are a highlight of her village.  Her Underwater Cafe is a perfect extension of her love of being surrounded by colorful goodies and happy customers.

OregonCoast  I almost forgot, Upright pose please c=