<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Domine|Rye" rel="stylesheet"><style type="text/css">.nYxA8_container1 {position: relative;z-index: 1;width: 510px;padding: 0px 10px 0px 10px;background: #fff url('https://78.media.tumblr.com/0a6c0da34f05f659781fd755302ffe5f/tumblr_noxg2grsPE1s4fz4bo1_500.gif');box-shadow: 0 0 2em #000;border-radius: 25px;}.nYxA8_container {position: relative;z-index: 1;width: 500px;padding: 0;background: #3D425F;box-shadow: 0 0 1em #000;}.nYxA8_container p {margin: 0;}.nYxA8_image {border: none;}.nYxA8_message {text-align: justify;font: 12px 'Times New Roman', serif;padding: 15px 20px;color: #9298b9;}.nYxA8_name {text-align: center;font: 30px 'Rye', cursive;color: #5995AF;padding: 0;text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #000;}.nYxA8_quote {text-align: center;font: 12px 'Domine', serif;color: #a3bce0;padding: 0;text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #000;}</style><center><div class="nYxA8_container1"><div class="nYxA8_container"><img class="nYxA8_image" src="https://i.pinimg.com/564x/69/06/11/690611f59061cb203f592a1afd03dcd4.jpg"><p class="nYxA8_name">-NYXA-</p><p class="nYxA8_quote">Little fish, big fish,
swimming in the water...</p><p class="nYxA8_message">What had she been doing?
Nyxa blinks, shakes her head. The first thing to hit her is the <i>smell</i>; by god the rancid stench gags her and sends her into a fit of coughing.
<i>“Prrrrrrtttttttt….”</i> She farts, expelling another noxious cloud brought on by the coughing episode. She can’t help it - the back and forth of coughing, farting. Why, the Hero Rebel Fairy had only sprinkled the <i>last</i> bits of her magic over the small filly when she’d decided to have her fun, and so the girl has been turned into something effective, but altogether <i>gross</i>.
She’s built like a toad; fat, squatting on thick hind legs. Her once tender fur has turned rough and sallow green, it even oozes a ghastly slime that spreads in a slick web as she pulls one forelimb away from her body to inspect. <b>“Oh my - <i>BUUUURRRRRPPP</i>”</b> She tries to say, but her words are cut short by the blast of a leftover meal. Pooting, hiccuping a burp now and then, and self-moistening, little Nyxa is about to cry when she <i>flings</i> herself away to hide in a nearby bush and ends up leaping a good <i>fifty feet</i> further from her destination. Tumbling, she rolls to a stop and rises once more.
<b>“What am I-<i>BUUURRRRPPPPP</i>”</b> She says, before another small toot squeaks free from her hind cheeks.</p></div></center>
Nyxa is a new sort of Cryptid which I call: <i>The Swamp Sapo Suge</i> or, the Toad-Snake.
*<b>The Swamp Sapo Suge</b>: A dog-sized toad cryptid that emits noxious gas from front and back, covers itself in a toxic slime, and is utterly repulsive. Sapo Suge have forward-facing predator's eyes, sharp, needle-like teeth, and can leap/swim great distances. They're known to drag unsuspecting victims to the bottom of murky waters for feeding frenzies, much like piranhas do. Unable to live long without a source of water nearby, Sapo Suge must moisten their bodies often and are susceptible to normal death, as they don't grow very large.
swimming in the water...</p><p class="nYxA8_message">What had she been doing?
Nyxa blinks, shakes her head. The first thing to hit her is the <i>smell</i>; by god the rancid stench gags her and sends her into a fit of coughing.
<i>“Prrrrrrtttttttt….”</i> She farts, expelling another noxious cloud brought on by the coughing episode. She can’t help it - the back and forth of coughing, farting. Why, the Hero Rebel Fairy had only sprinkled the <i>last</i> bits of her magic over the small filly when she’d decided to have her fun, and so the girl has been turned into something effective, but altogether <i>gross</i>.
She’s built like a toad; fat, squatting on thick hind legs. Her once tender fur has turned rough and sallow green, it even oozes a ghastly slime that spreads in a slick web as she pulls one forelimb away from her body to inspect. <b>“Oh my - <i>BUUUURRRRRPPP</i>”</b> She tries to say, but her words are cut short by the blast of a leftover meal. Pooting, hiccuping a burp now and then, and self-moistening, little Nyxa is about to cry when she <i>flings</i> herself away to hide in a nearby bush and ends up leaping a good <i>fifty feet</i> further from her destination. Tumbling, she rolls to a stop and rises once more.
<b>“What am I-<i>BUUURRRRPPPPP</i>”</b> She says, before another small toot squeaks free from her hind cheeks.</p></div></center>
Nyxa is a new sort of Cryptid which I call: <i>The Swamp Sapo Suge</i> or, the Toad-Snake.
*<b>The Swamp Sapo Suge</b>: A dog-sized toad cryptid that emits noxious gas from front and back, covers itself in a toxic slime, and is utterly repulsive. Sapo Suge have forward-facing predator's eyes, sharp, needle-like teeth, and can leap/swim great distances. They're known to drag unsuspecting victims to the bottom of murky waters for feeding frenzies, much like piranhas do. Unable to live long without a source of water nearby, Sapo Suge must moisten their bodies often and are susceptible to normal death, as they don't grow very large.