theveryworstthing:*bangs fists on table* more oc’s. more oc’s. moRE OC’SOnce upon a time, an ancient

theveryworstthing:*bangs fists on table* more oc’s. more oc’s. moRE OC’SOnce upon a time, an ancient grove of sentient trees was sent outside the veil to acquire human tithes for the fairy queen. To accomplish this, the grove decided to create beautiful nymphs to lure unsuspecting humans to their doom. They were not very good at it. Mire was their first Quality Nymph. And that was surprising since they had buried her seed somewhere and lost the dang thing for like a month because they couldn’t remember where it was (listen, all these mundane forests look the same okay?). They eventually found her in a nearby swamp, drifting along lazily beside a giant gator and sipping a coca-cola she’d gotten from somewhere. When she burped, a dragonfly flew out of her mouth. Okay. Okay this was fine. She was alive and hot, that’s all they needed. Humans were dumb as fuck. Long story short, Mire was good at her intended purpose but was also a little too feral and smart to keep up with her orders for long. She didn’t give a frog’s fat ass about the fairy queen. She’d never met her and from what she heard from her creator she probably wouldn’t like her. And some of the humans she found were fun! They talked about cool moss and brought her snacks, why couldn’t she keep those ones? This was bullshit. Eventually she spent more and more time in the swamp until she kind of…became the swamp.The fairy queen sent Disciplinary Action after her one time. Those fae are still lost in the swamp to this day. Just traveling in circles and occasionally catching horrifying glimpses of something in the rough shape of a beautiful woman. She’ll probably let them out eventually. If she remembers. Forgetfulness runs in the family you see. Mire is currently happy as a clam in her swamp. She’s integrated herself into the local dryad community and generally does what she wants. Despite how…Intense…encountering her can be, she’s pretty nice. Generally non-lethal. Both magical and non-magical earth creatures like having her around because her presence keeps the fairy queen out of their freakin’ backyards. That bitch needs to stay in her own house. She still keeps up with The Grove like a child keeps up with a parent, which honestly freaks The Grove out because she is clearly not entirely their kid and they have no idea what got a hold of that seed when they lost it but there is a borderline old god energy in her that they DO NOT appreciate. Also her resemblance to my character Goldie is not a coincidence. She’s their adoptive auntie and contributed some of the biological materials that helped them survive. Fun facts: she doesn’t have nails on her ring or pinky fingers (like a gator), she loves sun hats, and she prefers either super light and sheer or no clothing. The last one is probably because she was built for seducin’ but she says it’s because clothes get weighed down in water and who has time to change every time you want to swim? -- source link

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