Board Thread:Fan-made Monsters/@comment-28530195-20161116092338

 Species : Will-o-the-Wisp

 Type: Transmorpher(Deceptor)

 Habitat: High atmosphere, with teammates

 Disposition: Prideful, arrogant,  gloomy, lonely

 Diet : Men’s spirit energy

 A member of the Combator team, Orbiters turn into robotic Will-o-the-Wisps, with small thrusters at the bottom half of them to help them move(People aren’t usually burned from being near the thrusters because of Demonic energy).Their alternate modes are a type of space shuttle(With ridiculous mass displacement making this feat possible.), and they can go anywhere they want to skyward, even to EXTREMELY high altitudes and even up to space, making them easy transports for the other Combators. Naturally(Considering all the protection one needs when going up through the atmosphere and back) protection is needed, and due to all the various plating and sheiling they need, they might be the most resilient and well-armored among the Combators. Weaponry-wise they possess two pistols that enlarge themselves when the Orbiters are in alternate mode, and can unleash devastating blasts from orbit. As a member of the Combators they can also form a limb of their combined form Brutica: namely the Right arm. Oddly though: for combination: a part of the Orbiter's wings detach from the main body and fold up against the front of the gestalt, forming a sort of chest armor.

 When down on the ground with the other Combators: Orbiters seem to be very prideful over themselves, and will almost never give anyone they deem inferior the time of day, considering themselves figuratively(And most of the time, literally) Above them and everything about them. Once they get high in the sky however: that attitude completely melts away: They become depressed wrecks up in the sky, and feel lonelier than most being(Let alone manamo) ever could. This is their real personality: with the prideful front simply a facade: so no one, ESPECIALLY those that depend on her(Such as any friends she might have) has to feel bad for her and be potentially hurt because of it, making them extremely reclusive towards others either way.

 While their earlier description may paint the idea that they shy away from all contact with almost everyone, this is partly false. As they may constantly need to go high into the sky/space, they need HIGH amounts of Spirit energy to properly function, with a deficiency noticeably lowering the heights and combat effectiveness. So, in order for the Orbiter to properly function, the other Combators must get her a proper, constant source of it: namely a man. Even when they’re manhunting though the Orbiter will STILL be high up, and will only be able to contribute by helping to pick out the man she likes(For whatever reason) Then: the other Combators will take the chosen man and give him right to the Orbiter: to get her in good condition right away. Then: she’ll take him to whatever her favorite altitude is, and begin copulation(Obviously while taking care to ensure that he does not fall)

 When mating: Orbiter’s almost stay glued to their mate, and constantly have their arms around his back in an constant embrace, while they continuously grind against him to ensure that he shoots semen inside of her. And once he starts too; an odd reaction takes place: the more of his semen(Or Spirit energy) is sent into the Orbiter, she becomes more energized, and will then mate more furiously with him, with her constantly yelling her new love for him with only the gods as her witness.Then she will take him back to the ground; cradling him like a baby to the other 4 Combators so they can have their fun with him.

 After this the Orbiter is completely able to function, and will go about her travels through the sky as she always does. Her loneliness will remain constant though: so she will often take her husband with her when the others aren’t using him. Funnily enough: at first she doesn’t even try to do anything perverted with him, she just wants him to enjoy the view. Unfortunately(Or fortunately?) though: the Orbiters are unequipped with the means to properly support him with oxygen from that high up, and so they must resort to constant copulation with him for his own safety at those heights.

(Well, ⅘ done! Now: this was a cute little one to write, and I loved every minute of it….too bad it’s the calm before the storm though….I can tell you guys right now: the last individual Combator is the hardest for me to write up. If you guys like this one then feel free to leave any comments or worthwhile thoughts down below, thanks!! If you want to see the main Transmorpher page to look up other species or just see the general lore, then here’s the link: Link! Thanks!)

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