@fe_dr's post on Artfol

AYO I want to read some stuff and fawn over stories, tell me extremely detailed biology of your oc, not like... cough yk, but like “oh they have a stronger acid in their stomach to digest non-living matter caused by a famine that nearly wiped out the population” or something. More alien the better! Monsters! I’m so intrigued by people’s ideas :D

I can go first as an example (totally not promo lmao) but my character is a skeleton-anthro monster with absolutely no cells or DNA! She is made of fourth element plasma, energy, and inorganic material. Her bones are made of calcium (with collagen as normal), but none of it uses cells or DNA to function. It just grows like that. Without reason. The bones are filled and strengthened with the plasma. She can make a membrane around the bones to protect them more which she usually models to form human-like shape, and it’s made of only plasma as well. The plasma is a light blue, slightly paler/dull more than coloured. This plasma does not have any element in it other than what she is surrounded by, usually oxygen or water. Its temperature is controlled and it is solid! In nature, plasma is typically made of (simply put), crazy particles, my characters species easily resolves that. They ionize a bit of their plasma (typically before they’re born, this is a natural, subconscious process), so it stays firm as any solid does. Due to plasmas free nature, it’s up to the owner of it to control it and keep it firm. Now of course I know jackshit about biology, I dropped out of the grade 12 bio course and then took it again as a night class and passed with a 64, but I still think I’m staying (slightly) true to the real nature of it. Doesn’t matter if it isn’t, I still love this idea.

Your turn! Hit me with your most crazy monster alien ideas!!
Jul 10, 2021
#question
#monster
#alien
#story
#worldbuilding
Comments
i have a monster oc which i haven’t drawn in ages (in fact, i’ve made 4 of these monsters for this post-apocalyptic world i created which i abandoned bc it’s not what i wanted to do).

his name is brassy. it’s this yellow, cartoony, sort of anthropomorphic lizard with six eyes with varying sizes which can move independently. he wears glasses with his largest pair of eyes. he stands pretty short at around 3 feet.
his most notable feature is his large, almost saxophone-like ears, which gives him the advantage of being able to hear things from far away. he has a little trumpet shaped tail which he can use to imitate a woodwind instrument of any kind to lure suspecting prey.
his diet mainly consists of reeds, any liquid which aren’t harmful to him like water and sometimes mice and insects.
he mainly hangs out in the now devastated metropolitan areas.

this post-apocalyptic world i created might sound kinda cliche but after all, it’s an old idea that i just scrapped completely.
it all started when the people voted for a new president. said president refered to herself as ‘mother’. nobody knew her real name. not even her confidentials. at the day of her inauguration, she unleashed what she called ‘her present to the people’ which was a nuclear bomb in disguise. many people died, but some managed to survive. the area was so toxic, that every object, every animal and every human merged with one another. every creature was unique. literally. from their diet to their appearance, nobody shared an identical lifestyle. it was a free-for-all. brassy emerged from a fusion of a band kid with glasses and his saxophone.
the three other characters i’ve made are named smirky, bratty (or batty) and wormy.
smirky pre-dates the other three creatures i made and is kinda the reason why i came up with this idea. smirky is a purple...creature...which doesn’t have any distinctive human or animal-like appearance clues. tho he acts like a mix between a cat and a dog. h
bratty is a skinny, bat woman (lol not that one) who wears a pink dress and has wings. she just looks like your average tim burton character. she likes to scare other creatures for her amusement.
wormy is one disgusting fiend. she’s hella fat and has a longing stare that will stick with you for a long, long time. if her black dress is anything to justify, just wait ‘till she pulls it up. her entire lower body is made up of worms and maggots.

aight, that’s all i can remember haha bye
I have a lot of characters that are part of this alien race I created. While some of them can still reproduce naturally, most of them are actually created in pods. Many of them are intersex to varying extents, and it’s seen as a good omen in their society. There are some binary males, but binary females are extremely rare to the point where most believe them to be a myth and when one is born, it’s kept secret.
Not science fiction but all the races in my fictional world have different biology that lets them do different things. An example would be my viskril ppls, where they can enhance their bodies by stealing body parts and merging them with their own. Or their rivals the Yaner, who have a double amount of proteins they burn to do the same thing, and to refill they gotta steal other ppls proteins. Or the amfords, who have a film of electric symbiotic bacteria on their skin. I have like more but I don't wanna go crazy
Not alien, but monster I suppose.

I wanted to write a story about vampires, but my science fiction stories do better and I'm low on confidence, so I started taking the initial idea into a science fiction way.

My characters woke up in a lab with varying degrees of strength, regeneration, and need for human blood. Their names are based on colors and Red went on a rampage and killed all the scientists. Since then they've been locked/trapped in the lab and with no food source, the strongest have devoured the weak. The remaining all have either fast regeneration or are strong enough not to get eaten.

As the story progresses they are faced with the question, who or what made them the way they are and by what criteria are they considered a success. All of them have personality traits that make them successful from one view point, but a failure from another. Greed making one a great mercenary but worthless as a loyal servant.