Board Thread:Fan-made Monsters/@comment-26517142-20160709224116

This is yet another Mamono I had generated from a suggestion made by my site friend BTR. She's a handful, if I do say so myself. If anyone would like to wander and find where is she found, mosie over at http://monstergirlencyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/User_blog:JeielYozama/Fan-Made_Mamono_Realms_-_OZ_(Premediate) to know what it's like to be in OZ. Then head to the fields outside Emerald City and there, you'll see this latest addition: the Deadly Poppie-

Deadly Poppie

Family: Alraune

Type: Plant

Disposition: Lustful, mischievous, sometimes sadistic

Habitat: Fields around Emerald City ( stretching as far as the Munchkinland borders), Demon Realm valleys

Diet: Soil nutrients, blood, men's spiritual energy

An unusual specie of Alraune found in Oz. She was originally conceived at the height of the old war between Oz and the veiled kingdom of Ev. Fearing their adversary would storm the front once Oz's barrier fails, the former ruler created a lifeform from an ordinary Alraune and the blood of the royal family of Oz to protect Emerald City from invaders.And it worked. From the day she came to existence, no foreign kingdom dared attack the capital, knowing how dangerous these Mamonos could be.

Deadly Poppies are bright-red petaled Alraunes, bearing crimson tendrils up their arms and body tinted in dark green. Their hairs are colored mauve to deep blue, and the flowers stemming on their crown flaming yellow. Mirroring their loud colors are their energetic nature. They sing and dance against the blowing breeze, and no two Poppies have the same rhythm in their heads. They have shrill voices that easily captivate men. Also, two giant vines grow from undeneath their main flower, able to lash and strike at anyone who dares perturb them.

Poppies release a fragrance alright, but it's not the same as the normal Alraune. They produce a faint scent that upon inhalation, causes nausea and inability to pursue movement. Gradually, the person who smells their scent falls into immobility, like a sort of laxative had drugged them. It is an inherent poison that only their specie possess. One whiff stops one's moving. An entire field of them, producing the same smell instantly shuts down all functions of the body, rendering a person in a catatonic state of slumber. No manner of man or spell can wake him or her up, except by bringing the person away from the fields and from their fragrance. (But dare I say it, good luck getting far from a Poppie field's reach)

When Poppies spot a man (or even a woman), they lure him or her by the means of a premediate smell - a scent that pulls them into a trance, letting them walk to the fields without their acknowledgement. Once their target comes within range they shower their true fragrance and stop his/her actions. Their vines then do the task of dragging the person to their embrace.

(To be continued...) 