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Born to wealthy, traditionalist parents in the CAS, Karen Klein was raised in the finest of clothes, wanting for nothing. As a teen, she attended cotillion, and was betrothed to a promising child of one of her father’s business partners.
Things changed during one day. There was a violent corporate takeover, by a Humanis backed company, and her family was slaughtered. Karen was only spared due to being in a back room, and the mercs got spooked by the Doc Wagon sirens. When she returned to the gala, ‘Death to Fucking Keebs’ was sprayed on the wall.
On that day Karen Klein died, and Killer Keeb was born.
KayKay moved to Seattle and worked her way up through the shadows, becoming quite proficient with heavy weapons (like her auto-grenade launcher, here). She still bears a volatile hatred for Humanis and their ilk, seeing red and attacking when they’re involved.
When the situation calls for it, she is still able to recall her cotillion training, infiltrating formal events with relative ease, though she still prefers her armor to a gown.
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When I Started Out With Daisy My Goal Was to Make a Psychotic Character Who is Just Kind of a Bad Person. So Much Psychotic Rep is Either a Soulless Killer or an Innocent Waif Struck Down By Their Visions and I Didn't Want That Shit for Her. I Wanted Her to Do Unacceptable Things Driven By a Logic Only She Really Understands and For the Audience to Follow Her to These Conclusions and Their Ramifications.
The Level of Love and Support and Understanding She's Gotten Has Really Meant a Lot to Me, Knowing That I Can Tell These Stories and They'll Land With an Audience Who Gets Them Has Been Such an Experience and I'm Just So Thankful for Everyone Who's Done as Much as Read a Single Comic. You've All Been So Kind and Supportive and I Hope You All Enjoy These Next Few Entries Keeb and I Cooked Up, They're Some of My Favorites Yet 🧡
#dreamy.txt#EMOTIONAL ASS POST TIME!!#Genuinely Though Thank You for Giving Me a Place to Tell My Story. It Means Everything and More to Me.
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keystone predator
kiba inuzuka x fem!reader
minors dni | suggestive content and dark themes (violence, stalking)
“are you sure about this, keeb?” you say as you warily glance out the window, nothing but dark treeline meeting your eyes.
“of course i am,” the brunette grunted out. “i wouldn’t take you someplace that isn’t safe.”
you frowned, kiba immediately wanting to kiss the little pout on your lips. “but it’s so dark out here and no one’s around! what if something happens to us and we can’t get help?”
“baby-“
“you don’t even know how many episodes of criminal minds start out with the killer going up to the couple in the car!”
“baby-“
“oh my gosh, this one episode i watched last night-“
“baby.”
you finally ceased your rambling, a smirk stretching across your boyfriend’s face as he watched you become bashful.
“sorry.”
“it’s alright, princess,” the nickname sent a tingle through your nerves. “but i’m serious, i’ve been here millions of times with akamaru and the guys, nothing scary is out here, i promise. besides, you know i’ll always protect you.”
you relaxed a little bit, a smile forming on your lips at the thought of his devotion to you. “okay.”
“good, now c’mere.”
kiba practically lifted you out of the passenger seat and into his arms, settling you down on his lap. your arms came to encircle his neck. “i hope shino is happy about this.”
the inuzuka chuckled. “poor bastard just had to get stuck with the room right next to mine. i thought we were doing a decent job of being quiet last night.”
“when are we ever quiet?”
pearly fangs appeared before you as your boyfriend smirked yet again. leaning in close to you ear, you felt one poke at your lobe. “considering i don’t stop until i’m making you scream, i would say never.”
you breathed out. “kiba.”
his teeth grazed your pulse point, a large hand reaching up to wrap around your throat.
“i have to make sure my girl is feeling good, don’t i?” the pressure from his fingertips increased. “what better way to do so than by listening to all the sweet sounds you make.”
a little whine sounded from you, kiba about to press his lips to yours when a large thud sounded from somewhere outside the car.
you whipped your head to the side, breaking out of his grip. “what was that?”
your boyfriend rubbed a hand against your thigh, trying to soothe the panic he heard in your voice. “i doubt it was anything.”
he met your gaze as you stared up at him, doe eyes glassy with uncertainty and fear. “can you go check, please? i’m scared.”
as soon as the meek little “i’m scared” left your tongue, kiba knew he had to put your mind at ease. you moved off his lap so he could open the door to his jeep. Placing a foot on the ground outside, he turned to you. “stay here, alright?”
you nodded.
the seconds felt like hours as you waited for him to come back, fear gnawing at every fiber of your being. you forced yourself to keep your sight on your painted fingernails, knowing that if you stared into the dark forest your mind would only play tricks on you.
you nearly jumped out of your skin when the driver door opened back up, kiba climbing back inside the vehicle. “it was just a little herd of deer.”
a breath escaped that you didn’t know you were keeping in. “okay, thank you for looking.”
“anytime, princess,” he took your hand in his. “see? i told you there was nothing to be afraid of.”
“yeah yeah, i hear you,” you mumble out, heat blossoming onto your cheeks.
you yelped as the brunette pulled you back onto his lap. “now, where were we?”
the rest of the night progressed the way kiba knew it would, the windows of his jeep fogged up by the time the two of you were spent.
there’d been a close call, however.
deer didn’t usually wander around the part of the woods where he’d taken you, but it was the easiest explanation he could come up with.
the truth would have been “sorry, baby, the guy i beat with a baseball bat earlier is still kicking and managed to crawl out of the ditch i put him in, but don’t worry he should be pushing daisies now.”
he figured that wouldn’t go over as smoothly.
it was fine, though, because regardless you were safe, which was the most important part.
your safety was the reason kiba had to get rid of the guy in the first place, after all.
the guy who he recognized from your volunteer group at campus.
the guy who he suddenly noticed always seemed to be lingering somewhere in the background.
the guy who he saw following behind you late at night when he was picking you up from the library.
the guy who’s apartment he tracked down a few days ago.
the guy who had photos of you strewn all across his bedroom and a copy of your schedule on his wall
the guy who had been stalking you for weeks.
the guy who was now dead.
the guy who chose to try and make you prey, and thus learned the hard lesson of there always being a stronger predator up the food chain.
the hunter became the hunted.
besides, you know i’ll always protect you
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why r the fuckin creepypasta ocs all the same like. its always smth abt how they go fuckin batshit crazy n they start killing people
idk its really unoriginal at this point
#they aLL HAVE LIKE A CREEPY WIDE GRIN OR SOME SHIT AND THEY LOOK LIKE EDGY TEENS W BLOOD ALL OVER THEM#AND ITS NOT EVEN SCARY THEY JUST LOOK SO................. BORING??#listen i dont mean to put people's ocs down like this but if you want to make some scary content at least TRY#if you make ur ocs some edgy person that has mental illness and kills everyone that isnt cool#and its super fuckin unoriginal#''heY THIS IS MY OC BLOODY WILLIAM THE KILLER IX''#ITS SO DUMB??#its really lazy design and it just follows a template of#''hey this edgy mentally ill person kills everyone just because XDDDD''#i hate it#when can i find a creepypasta character that ISN'T like that#i know i sound like i bash on other people's ocs but im so TIRED of seeing ocs like that#i understand if its just for fun but if you want to make an ACTUAL creepypasta out of that youre shit outta luck#no one would be scared of that shit#keeb text#also i stg id be able to make a fuckin creepypasta oc in like 30 seconds following that template#just give em dark hair. maybe black eyes?? maybe they have weird scars on their face?? dont forget the blood everywhere#also they have to be fuckin ''PSYCHO XDDDDD'' and carry some sort of bladed weapon like an ax or knife#hey where r the creepypastas w guns#WHERE R THEY#YKNOW WHAT IM MAKIN A CREEPYPASTA CHARACTER THAT USES A GUN
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"..- -- --..-- / .. ... / - .... . / -.-. .- -- . .-. .- / .-- --- .-. -.- .. -. --. / .--. .-. --- .--. . .-. .-.. -.-- ?"
(Um, is the camera working properly?)
"Please wait a second, I need to fix an error that it has."
Two voices say right before the camera turns on and.. showcases a Roomba? Yes, a Roomba. The usual black one, but with a screen similar to a cell phone on the top, and said screen was now lit up with a ?,showing a bit of confusion from the vacuum.
"All right I believe I have gotten the camera working. Would you like me to translate for you?"
The Roomba swiftly turned side-to-side indicating that the answer was 'no.' (This is only for muses btw, mod will translate for the audience!) If others couldn't understand it, they could just ask the assistant herself. She did have a.. tendency to overwork after all. Rather normal for a Kirumi Tojo.
Anyways after the short answer the Roomba perked up with a ^^ face being shown on the screen.
".-- . .-.. .-.. / .- -. -.-- .-- .- -.-- ... --..-- / .. - .----. ... / -. .. -.-. . / - --- / -- . . - / -.-- --- ..- / .- .-.. .-.. .-.-.- / . ...- . -. / .. ..-. / -- -.-- / - . -- .--. --- .-. .- .-. -.-- / -... --- -.. -.-- / .. ... / .- / -... .. - / -.. .. ... - .-. .- -.-. - .. -. --. .-.-.-"
(Well anyways, it's nice to meet you all. Even if my temporary body is a bit distracting.)
Although its expression changed to ^^; rather quickly. It was a bit worried after all... at least, for some people's sake.
".- .-.. - .... --- ..- --. .... / .. / ... .- -.. .-.. -.-- / -.-. .- -. -. --- - / -.. .. ... -.-. .-.. --- ... . / -- -.-- / - .-. ..- . / .. -.. . -. - .. - -.-- / .--- ..- ... - / -.-- . - / .. -. / - .... .. ... / .--. .-. --- -- --- - .. --- -. --..-- / ..-. --- .-. / - .... . / ... .- ..-. . - -.-- / --- ..-. / --- - .... . .-. ... .-.-.- / ... --- / .--. .-.. . .- ... . --..-- / .- -.. -.. .-. . ... ... / -- . / .- ... / -... --- --- .--. / ..-. --- .-. / -. --- .-- .-.-.-"
(Although I sadly cannot disclose my true identity just yet in this promotion, for the safety of others. So please, address me as Boop for now.)
Pings and intro under the cut!
Wooow mod keebs with a shsl shitpost. Good for her. Hey actually one of my characters could have ended up as a Roomba at some point. But that's another story, blah blah blah, don't int if you don't want to, int if you want and weren't pinged, yes you can ask Kirumi shit too.
@ask-miu-iruma @ask-the-ultimate-assassin @justjuunko @concealed-encryption @ask-hajimehinata @naegimakotohope @ask-shuichi-iguess @forgiving-detective @a-liar-and-a-killer @theultimatemoralcompass @shsl-bosozoku-mondo-oowada (I got your thing for Taka dw btw! I'll try to answer by tmrw!)
Again, anyone can int idrc.
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Before Angie had been about to respond to Shuichi,
The girl began to laugh cheering, climbing down from the table with surprising grace and strolling up to the tall astronaut. Her eerie smile still on here face.
"Dear Momota.. The Atua can tell when one is in love you know, like a mother knowing a child's darkest secrets." as if it hadn't been possible, her smile would widen once more and boop his nose, walking back to the table to rest on it, looking up at the ceiling.
"If you were to watch over Anya, and she happened to be the chef of the crab pot, you'd listen to whatever she had to say like a lost little puppy. The love you store for her over balances your morals.. So!" Angie sat up, another giggle escaping her before pointing to Kokichi and Rantaro.
"The Atua has decided that you watch over Kokichi and Rantaro, meanwhile, Himiko and Shuichi will watch Kibo!.."
"Hey ya crazy slut! Quit degrading Kaito and list your fucking reasons already damn it! I wanna fucking sleep!" The girl genius announced, an obvious annoyed face gracing her features. If Angie had been more expressive, it probably would show annoyance. Though the only thing that was an indicator of that was her rapid blinking at the girl.
"..The Atua actually informed me... That Miu shall monitor Rantaro."
"WHAT?! I DON'T WANNA WATCH THAT AVOCADO FUCKBOY-"
"Yoohoo! For reason of my candidates.. Kibo is a robot? For what we are aware, he could be serving as the masterminds camera or contact without our knowledge. Kibo's 'Inner voice ' could be the mastermind jumping in to sabotage or steer us in the wrong direction you know?, Nyahaha! "
Kaede would frown, the fact that age couldn't argue with that logic was frustrating. Angie's plan was a good one but.. It came at an expensive cost,
Trust.
She didn't want to start suspecting people.
Ryoma would simply watch.
"She.. She does make a good point.. Sorry Keebs."Kaede would mumble, The Artist smiling in delight.
"Kokichi Ouma! Due to us still not knowing Anya's attempted killer, and his recent threats, he's not only a suspect.. But!-"The white haired girl once again began walking, pinching Kokichi's cheek before he'd gaze into his eyes with her piercing blue ones.
"You were listening in on our talk were you Kokichi, yes? And you enjoy the killing game? Kokichi could be.. The traitor!" Backing away from him, she'd happily cheer, Korekiyo rolling his eyes I'm humour. It was rather adorable in a way to see Angie practically scare the others a bit with her sudden.. Seriousness?
Was she serious?.. Yeah she was.
"And finally.. The siblings. Rantaro and Anya's involvement with the hidden door is.. Quite concerning. Anya surviving could be a form of immunity.. And Amami is her right hand man.. Or the roles are reversed. Unless there's something that can eliminate Anya isn't scheming, as the holy vessel of the divines, I, Angie Yonaga, declare this time be ruled!"
'Are we in a court now..? '
"Korekiyo and I will be dealing with Anya's maintenance--"
"I did it!"
Kaede would stand in front of her classmates, already bowing as if she'd been confessing, her body shivering. This act raised a questioning brow from the artist.
"Oh?"
"You did what, titless?! A porno? A glory hole experience? Ooh, the good ole-"
"Miu I say this with whatever patience I have in this shortened body of mine... Stop. Talking."Miu would mumble angrily to herself before watching the scene.
"I mean.. I'm the reason why.. Why..
Why Anya almost died."
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okay I love rping as Angie now because AA-
Rantaro could feel his patience thinning as Miu ran her mouth, pursing his lips as he tried not to think about the fact Miu would have to monitor him.
As Kaede further explained the cryptic meaning of her words, Rantaro felt as if his heart nearly threw up. "I beg your pardon?" Rantaro faced Kaede, an unreadable emotion hidden behind his very small, 'patient' smile.
Shuichi whipped his head towards Kaede, shock and disbelief dawned over his features. "K- Kaede?"
With his voice cracking from the strong sense of betrayal he had felt, Shuichi's eyes remained wide in shock, glued onto the pianist. He gulped, certainly, she wouldn't have done that out of bad intention, right? She wasn't the mastermind, that wasn't possible — but did that mean she just wanted to kill? No, that can't be right- He trusted her, that wasn't a mistake, right? The talk with trust and friendship, and escaping; was that all a lie?
Shuichi's voice had lowered in pitch and tone, questioning too many things at once. "But- ... Why would...?" For the love of everything that is holy, Shuichi couldn't think of a reason why she would try and kill Anya; his heart had been palpitating, affecting his thought process greatly.
Kokichi rubbed the sore spot on his cheek, face seemingly unfazed as if he already knew. Though his blank expression soon shifted into one of anger as he suddenly threw his finger at her, "Well hey! That's not fair! Why should we be punished for her actions!? It was all Kaede's fault then!" Kokichi spewed; as if not considering the fact that, even without the near-death Anya experienced, he wouldn't have gotten accused.
Kokichi's face contorted into too many expressions to count, lips flapping as he spoke in an overly dramatic manner. "I knew it from the moment she forced us all to the tunnel thing! No doubt about it, she's trying to sabotage us-!"
Despite Rantaro's silent rage, even he sighed from the irritancy and absurdity of Kokichi's words.
"Hold on! Kaede, it's fine! There's no reason to lie! It was the mastermind's doing; blame the mastermind!" Kaito defended, ignoring the feeling of his own heart, ache from betrayal and betrayal; he still decided to believe in her. Because... There's simply no way she could've done that, because- because it didn't happen. It didn't hurt to believe that, right? Anya ended up surviving anyway.
Kokichi grimaced, seriously contemplating how much Angie despised Kokichi to try and make the moron, Kaito, monitor him. "God, you're literally the dumbest person alive." Kokichi's 'rage' somehow dissipated into thin air, as if he hadn't been screaming at the top of his lungs not one minute ago — it was like Kaito's stupidity had somehow doused the fire of his words.
With the detective's voice as fragile as a glass doll, he approached her, hesitance laced within each step. "Kaede... Is that the truth? Are you..? Are you lying?" A small part of him already knew that she hadn't been lying; if Kokichi of all people, deemed it the truth, then...-
But even so, Shuichi refused to believe it. The truth- who cared? It didn't matter. His eyes had practically been begging for Kaede to say it was just a lie, a harmless lie she told, so they could all get along.
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What if Miu Iruma had to take up the role as Protagonist in V3?
My first thought: Miu at least offers some useful information or tools during investigations, but she’s not always inclined to get heavily involved. Then she’s basically useless for 95% of the trials; she’s too busy freaking the fuck out while pretending to be confident/barely suppressing her desire to flee the trial grounds ASAP. She just winds up randomly saying really dumb shit; ergo, if she took the lead in trials, results would be horrible and everyone would die.
My second thought: ….wait, no, that’s not even the real problem. The bigger issue is that most of the rest of the cast would never LET her take over as protagonist. Very few characters in V3 would put up with her taking over the trial arguments and pushing her own final decision forward, because everyone would put the kibosh on her foolish ramblings right quick………………………. like, maybe Kaito and/or Tenko would be okay with it? Yet eve Tenko would probably have some misgivings. So… it’d just never happen.
Final realization: It finally hit me: There is one aspect of Miu that exudes a sense of calm, proud responsibility. This is what would HAVE to take center stage for Miu to become our protagonist. This is the part of her that would finally make her the ideal leader!
At last, it was so obvious! And so…..
*The V3 Cast is in the Midst of the Latest Class Trial*
Miu: *pointing at the screen* It’s there, at the edge of the rooftop, where Keeb’s AMAZIN’ telescopic-slash-microscopic vision — installed by yours truly, natch — found the evidence. Two strands of hair, trapped halfway into the goddamn scupper drain!
Kibo: Unfortunately, when we retrieved the hairs, it was obvious who they came from. Based on their length and coloration, it had to have been—
Miu: *jabs a finger at Gonta* Thicc-Bitch Bug Boy was totally on that fuckin’ roof!
Gonta: UH-WHA?? Gonta is very confused!
Miu: *ignoring him* Guess this means that Kokichi might not be the culprit. Sad, but we ain’t done yet, so everybody keep your fingers, toes and dicks crossed, mmkay?
Kaito: *slamming his hand into the podium* No way! I don’t believe for a second that Gonta could be the killer!
Maki: I’m…….. confused.
Gonta: *sweating* Gonta agrees! What is Miu saying?!
Maki: I’m not confused about what she’s saying — I’m confused that she’s the one saying it.
Shuichi: I have to agree. Miu — when exactly did you, um… change your approach?
Miu: The fuck’re you talkin’ about, Poo-ichi?
Maki: We want to know when you decided to start helping and stop being a waste of oxygen.
Miu: GAH! *turning bright red, Miu looks downward* N-not bad, ice queen… *swallows hard* …b-but I dunno what you’re babblin’ about.
Kibo: Miu, I believe that they’re trying to say that they appreciate how you’re contributing a lot more evidence and information in this trial than you did in the first few.
Shuichi: ….….sure.
Miu: Oh! Well why didn’t ya just say so?! Yeah, I figured I’ve gotta step it up a bit now that I’ve got people lookin’ up to me.
Maki: Huh… you do?
Miu: Of course! Look: You’ll understand responsibility a lot more when you’re a parent.
Maki: WHAT.
Shuichi: There it is.
Miu: Now that I’m a mom, I’ve got a new level of motivation to identify the culprit and prove my own innocence so that we can all walk outta this shithole scott-free. *looking over at the bench, she waves* Hiii, sweetie!
Monotaro: You’re doing great, mommy!
Miu: With this golden brain? Of course I am, honey! *turning back to Kibo* Go on and wave to our son already!
Kibo: *waving reluctantly* Hello. I take no ownership of you.
Monotaro: *waving excitedly* Hi, daddy!
Miu: *turning back to Maki and Shuichi* And that’s why, for the sake of our family, I’m stepping it up to my next level of awesomeness! I can’t let our little guy grow up without his parents, right?!
Shuichi: That’s…. respectable, I suppose…? Well, either way, it’s appreciated.
Miu: *confidently* You’re gonna be appreciating the shit out of me once I hit my first Psyche Taxi segment, Poo-ichi! We’re gonna blast thought it SUPER-fast, because I figured out how to inject nitrous straight into my brain!
Kibo: Maybe don’t? Please don’t.
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time to add killer keebs again thx gamers i missed him
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Courtesy of /u/ThoughtEater1:
The Big List of Racial Slurs
Anyone who isn't water breathing:
Landwalker
Drowner
Landdweller
Mouth-breather
Dwarves:
Beard-goblin
Flea-bearded alestain
Stunty
Pump Sucker
Stone shitter
half-sized alcoholic
Maggots (according to legend!)
rock eater
Stone Domes
Gutter Rats
Angry Footstool
Rockhead
Hairy Halfling
Tunnel Rat
Pubic Face
Cave Hippo
Oremonger
Bushies
Gut Draggers
Knoties
Lumberfoot
Half-Man
Gnomes
Spuds (Both are lumpy and come from the ground)
stunt
gold digger
dirt-licker
teapot
hammer midget
copper polisher
squash (look like squashed humans)
rock bitter
stone humper
hill/mountain/dirt fairy
keg belly
pyrite-muncher
giant snot
Hairy Brewery
Elves:
Leaf lickers
Butterboys
Dandelion Eater
Pointy ears
Knife-ears
Sharp ears
Chinfolk
Beardless
Pole-proportioned dendrophile
Fairy Folk
Drow (except to actual drow)
Pointy
Wood-Heads
Fancy Lad
Tree-thumpers
Dagger Head
Rabbit
Keeb
Leafblower
arrogant stuck up tree fondling hippies
tree hugger
pixie
bark sniffer
left handed casters
waste of immorality
fairy wannabes
tinkerbell
wedgie (they're uptight)
wingless fairy
light weights
mushroom dancers
faithless woodland sprite
dew drinker
fey mongrels
discount dryad
daisy sniffer
weed eater
bird boned
oozebait (especially elf children)
tree f*cker
Drow
murker
Underscum
Filth-Skin
Chimney Sweep
Cavemen
Ash-Face
tall dwarfs
dirt elves
moss licker
Spider Kisser
dwarven imposter
Anyone who isn't a drow:
Iblith (meaning excrement)
Half-Elves
By elves:
Mongrels
Bastards
Half Breed
Mudbloods
Half Bad
Mayfly Babies
By Humans:
Fling Kids
Traitor Babies
Half Good
Mutts
Mules
Not Enough
Halfways
Halflings
Hairy doorstop
Hill goblin
Hairless Dwarf
Leatherfoot
Children
Dwarfling
Gnome
Shaved Dwarf
Sneakies
Succling
Ankle Biter
Swine
Half men
Dire-Midget
Bilbo
Runt
Arm rest
sticky fingers
small fry
hobbit
shin licker
all-you-can-eat
fairy giant
Humans
Soft one (from lizardfolk)
Round ears
Pink Thing
Mayfly
Pinks
Dust
Spoon-Ears
Normie
Short-life
pink-skin
Joe Bloggs
generic protag #435 (if a PC)
Full-lings
Smoothskin
Succling
Swine
Quisling (a human who spends a lot of time around a dragonborn)
Dire Halfling
Lumberfoot
Pig Skin
Shortlived
Monkeys
Doubling (by Halflings)
World-blight (by elves)
Tree-killers (by elves)
Monkey
graceless elf
rabbit spawn (from the elf point of view because of how fast they seem to breed to them)
milkskins (orcs on humans)
whore-race (they're the reason for half breeds)
Cattle
Morties
roundteeth
Dragonborn
Lizard
Fly eater
Fake-drakes
Tall Kobold
Iguana Wannabe
Snakeskin
Wyrm Wannabe
Scalie
Boot
Scalebacks
Scales
Lizard Brain
Walking Purse
Skinks
Man-Eater
Lizardfolk
Forked-Tongues
dragon refuse
newt
Gecko
wyrm reject
overgrown iguana
For anyone who isn't a dragonborn:
maunthreki
Gnomes
Quarterling
KneeLicker
Mini-elf
Halfling
Mushroom sucker
Ankle Biter
Fat Fairy
Sniffers
Tinkertots
Lawn ornaments
Bug-Eyed Stumps
Shaved Hobgoblin
Glamer-slingers
Dwarflings
Trickster
discount dwarf
cone head
lawn darts
Half-orcs/orcs
Swampskin
Tusk-Face
Greenskins
Slimeskin
Dorc
Forc
Necro-Breath
Pig-Face
Tuskers
Grunt
Scumbreed
Halfbreed
Lumberfoot
The green beast (referring collectively)
Savages
green ape
broccoli head
ogre droppings
Tieflings
Devil spawn
Sideshow
Devil bastard
Hellspawn
Brighteyes
Gargoyles
Bullheads
Half-Hells
Pox
Demon Child
Handle Heads
Clip-Clops
Goat Face
Unloveables (from Demons)
Freak
Failbirth
Filth
Unbirth
Hell-touched
Tainted Ones
Tall Imps
Kenku
crow
raven
parrot (in tropical/port cities)
Flightless
Hollowbones
Noisemakers
Mockingbirds
Caw-Caws
Peckers
Copycats
Jabbers
Aasimar:
God's Pet
Goody Two Shoes
Wingless Earthbound bastard Half breed
Birdy
Chickenbrain
Chicken
Angel Face
Aarakocra
crow
raven
parrot (in tropical/port cities)
Hollowbones
Bird-Man
Pigeon
Caw-Caws
Kobolds
Scaly Gnomes
Little Lizardfolk
Yippers
Gnoll
hunger slave
mutt
cur
Dog
Carrion-eaters
Warforged
Rusties
clinking clanking clattering collection of caliginous junk
Dumbells
Hunk of Junk
Lemon
Golems
Walking talking tools
Dummies (as in training/target dummy)
Scarecrows
Dolls
Marionettes / Puppets
Made-to-Orders
Fakes / Facsimiles
Walking Casket
rust bucket
gear head
scrap heap
golem (they're living constructs)
robot
Genasi
Fire
Cold Heart
Matchstick
Hazard
Sunburn
Earth
Gravel bed
Sedimentary
Slabs
Air
Leaf Blower
Spark Plug
Unfavorable Fart (From Orcs. Orcs aren't great at throwing shade)
Windbags
Water
Algae Infested
Salty
Soakhead
Goblins
Greenskin
Gobber
Slimeskin
Trash Gnome
Orcslave
Toothpick-Nose
Tabaxi
Fleabag
Hairball
Cat
Worm farm
Triton
fish f*cker
Dolphin born
Wet blanket
Coral Eater
Firbolg
Giant Half-Breed
Overgrown Dwarf
Half-Baked Goliath
Goliath
Mini-Giant
Tribal Boy
Stoneskin
Centuars
Clippity-Clops
Horse Bastards
Half-Horses
Giants
Tumbletower ( tall like a tower, but more easy to knock down)
Nesthair (birds tend to nest in high places)
Indirect Racial Slurs:
*a dagger "a Gnome Greatsword"
*a bag of leftovers from a restaurant "an Orc-y Bag"
*the act of going barefoot "wearing Halfling Shoes" with signs in stores specifically forbidding halfling shoes
*happy endings at a massage parlor "Human Style"
*public drunkenness "going Dwarven"
*vegetables "Elf food"
*the bastard children of non-human races "Half-man"
*unshaven men "dwarf babies"
*whiskey "dwarf milk"
*barrels of whiskey "dwarven wetnurse"
*bad breath "dragonborn singing"
*pickpocketing "halfing handshake"
*picking a lock "banging a halfling's sister"
*stealing a horse "taking a half-orc bride"
*laying a dwarf or gnome "boulder rolling"
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