Honey Dilos
Members Lores
These character lores were written by members of Honey Dilos! If you join the discord and us, please let Kitavia know if you'd like your lore included too!
Wendy
Timmy
Quicksilver
Argy
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[Kitavia's dilo]
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𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐖𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐲:
❥ Since a juvenile she's always been the playful type but as she's grown older she is still the playful type but alongside grump and fuss.
❥ Her favourite hunting POI is Savanna Grasslands; there she'll find many possible prey to feast upon.
❥ She views Timmy and Lenny as her most top friends; also because they're her victims to being bitten by her.
❥ She's very proud of her nest in Savannas under-cave system; where she hopes to nest in many babies to raise them to be the next set of Honey Dilos!
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𝐖𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬/𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬:
✘ Pesky rhamphs who debuff her during her fights, she genuinely hates them and will throw a bite at them if she can catch them in time, also because they steal their trophies.
✘ Sarcos/Deinos; they clamp her members a bit too much and she hates that happening.
✘ She dislikes losing fights, especially when it's her fault - she don't take likely to it.
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♡ She likes when her members chill out and sit down together, enjoying the view together as one.
♡ Baby dinos who she'll happily give up a trophy for.
♡ Hunting giganotosaurs, probably her favourite meal.
♡ Play fighting with her group members. She enjoys their interactions quite a lot.
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𝐖𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲:
She was nothing but a juvenile when the Honey Dilos invited her to the family, a lost soul who knew nothing of combat and participation. They taught her courage, bravery and fierceness. She believed her biological parents either ran away or got eaten by a tyrannosaurus rex. Either way, she was abandoned but found by dinosaur's she admires a lot. From that day of her being found, she's stuck with them and put her loyalty into them, she will never leave or replace them with any others because there are none that can be them. None that are fit enough to replace them.
She's been through a lot with them, from failing her first hunt and feeling utterly useless and bracing for the words "You're no longer a honey dilo", but instead they encouraged her and fed her hope in which it worked, some what. She's blamed herself silently for many failed hunts, figuring out what she could do better in HER attacks to co-operate with her members.
She hopes to learn more from them all.
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𝐖𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:
✿ Playful
✿ Aggressive
✿ Thoughtful
✿ Strict
✿ Joyful
✿ Sometimes grumpy
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𝐖𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞:
➳ She loves her pink crest / nose, it's her favourite part of her. She proudly shows it off too!
𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ Tʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ! 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡
[Chonkzillaa's dilo]
Timmy was born in savannah grasslands,
Exploring too much made him loose his parents at a very young age,
Once he reached sub, he found his childhood friend,
Together starving they saw a pack of ceratosaurs ripping a spinosaurus apart,
They made a big clan of very skilled dilos, each very good at what they do,
The clan everyday rules sav, killing everything and everyone they see in their path,
PERSONALITY:
Timmy loves to lead, his rule is that there is always room for improvement,
Timmy loves the smell of blood,
He also loves to protect his teammates at all cost,
His friends: Wendy, Lenny and etc
[Nobodythecat's dilo]
𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕝
A mature male dilophosaurus, quicksilver gets his name from his long silver quills and fluid motions like liquid metal
𝔸𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖
A leaner build with the usual skin for a male Honey dilo, quicksilver has covered teeth, no battle damage, and a coating of grey feathers on his neck, upper torso, and tip of his tail.
ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪
Quicksilver is cautious, to the point of being a little standoffish at some points. His movements are often careful, calculated, planned in advance. When plans go awry, he can become skittish and easily frustrated. Because of this, he excels in predictable environments: routine hunts on common game, baiting out attacks, patrolling territory. It’s things that are out of the ordinary like new prey, strange peaceful dinosaurs, and new pack members that he can take a while to get used to.
𝔹𝕖𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕠𝕣
Quicksilver finds biting down on objects to be a good distraction and quite grounding, so he’ll often carry a random item in his mouth, or bite the tail of a trusted dilo. This doesn’t extend to biting and chasing games, though. He’s likely to dismiss those with a flick of his tail
Quicksilver also enjoys heights. Being seated high up not only puts him out of reach of many predators but it makes the area easily surveyed, all the better for a careful creature like him
Despite his caution, he is somewhat curious. Sometimes he’ll drag around a strange new item or watch a fight from a distance. These more adventurous traits come out more when he’s feeling comfortable, not when he’s on alert
ℍ𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪
Quicksilver had an unstable upbringing, bouncing around from pack to pack, sometimes caring for the young, sometimes in the heat of battle, but the uncertainty of it all shaped him into a bit of a jaded individual: slow to trust, reluctant to explore, relying on a camouflaged green hide to stick to the brush and avoid conflict. This new pattern isn’t quite to his liking, but as he shed his camouflage he found other dilos with the same look, and they seem trustworthy enough. Their habit of hunting big game gave him pause at first, but he’s since become quite comfortable goading slower opponents into attacking and making the most of openings made by his bolder companions.
[Merinosaurus's dilo]
Ever since being nested in by his father cay, argy has been playful and quite the bully. With a lot of screws loose, and skill lacking it still persists, and is mostly a distraction so the real heavy hitters can move in.
Age
Still young, and learning
Skill
Not very skilled, merely a distraction
Hunting grounds
GP is argy’s favourite hunting grounds with there being a lot of bushes and trees.
Things argy loves
Bullying other dilos, preferably Wendy.
Things argy hates
Rexes, megs and crocs.
Personality
Playful
Aggressive
Full of itself
Lots of screws loose
Doesn’t always obey commands, unless father says so
Friends
Wendy and Timmy
Family
father: cay
Mother: unknown
Bloosh
[CayTheCeratos Dilo]
He woke in a dark forest, its trees each towering above him, resembling much like impending doom. He was curious. Very curious.
Bloosh’s curiosity swiftly came to a close though upon spotting a blue, almost turquoise…thing. Bloosh started off weary, crouching low with each ripple. He stared and stared until nothing had happened for over 10 minutes. Bloosh crept closer, still weary and aware, but much, much more relaxed. Instinct took over, his snout reaching for the water, insisting on drinking. And that’s when it happened
SPLOOSH
Bloosh closed his eyes to reduce stinging and just hoped, for the love of god, that he’d live.
But then he felt warmth on his feet. That blue substance was indeed very nice but it had been cold. He decided to open his eyes and see what had happened.
Was he dead? Was he in…heaven?
But then he saw two floating objects in the water.
Blood smeared all over them.
Those gecko hybrids were…dead. Floating on the surface of the water, lifeless. Satisfied, Bloosh turned away, planning on headed back into the comfort of the sun’s rays, outside the dark, gloomy forest when a shadow cast over him.
It was huge…enormous even.
He looked up, terrified, in awe and stunned all at the same time. It was the creature that jumped into the water just before Bloosh had closed his eyes. The gecko hybrids hadn’t just died to, well, air. This enormous, godly animal had killed them both. It made a low grumble.
‘My name is Timmy’
And that’s how Bloosh is so disgusted of the water, Sarcos and everything related to water.
This is why Bloosh loved blood. It was nice. It looked tasty. And most of all…it killed.
Name: Bloosh
Name Inspiration: Blood and Sploosh
Children: Merinosaurus
Behaviour: Very excitable. Very energised. VERY bloodthirsty. Loves the sight of death
Preferences: Death. Blood. Corpses. Apexes to kill. And more importantly than anything else: Apatos
Apas Killed: In total, 31
Dimitri
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[Asamanols Dilo]
Hours felt like days, Days felt like Years... alone. Subjected to a life of loneliness Dimitris had to find a pack who would accept him. he traveled vast lands and passages till he stumbled upon a group of blood thirsty dilos that ruled the Savannahs and made all cower in fear of their name, The Honeydilos. He stalked the group for a while trying to find the right opportunity to integrate himself into their ranks till the dilo's spotted him, he was terrified of what they would do to him until something unexpected happened, instead of tearing him to shreds they were... Curious? He had never expected an outcome such as this one he calmed a tad after the realization that these dilo's wouldn't kill him, but they would be the first to accept him.
Age: Adult
Gender: Male
Dilo Rank: Dilo King
Children: xLeffi
Apas Killed: 6
Likes: Caves, Red Flowers, Fireflies.
Dislikes: Loud Noises, Sarcosuchus, Ramphorynchus.
Dany the dilo
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[Novadrews dilo]
Born in a lonely place from a lonely egg, he spent his youth wandering deep, tangled forests, hunting small creatures and hiding from the towering dinosaurs that shook the ground with every step. From time to time he caught a hatchling or two—rare trophies that made him feel braver than he really was. His last stages before adulthood were rough: food grew scarce, predators grew bolder, and storms seemed determined to chase him from every hiding spot.
But at last, battered and determined, he reached adulthood and began his long migration toward the open savanna plains. When he arrived there the sun blazing its face and the breeze of the ocean hide others like him, the very first he had ever encountered. To his disbelief, they welcomed him warmly and invited him to join the HD tribe.
Life among them was nothing like what he expected. They taught him not only how to hunt in clever formations, but also the rules of the plains: such as never standing downwind of the elder male after he’d eaten fermented berries, and always pretending you meant to trip when sprinting at full speed. They introduced him to the ancient tradition of chasing other dinos purely for fun, and to the highly competitive sport of hunting big prey without dying.
For the first time, he wasn’t just surviving, he was living, laughing, and discovering that the world was much bigger, stranger, and far more entertaining than the deep forests had ever allowed him to imagine. His first great hunt was an adult Barsboldia, where he gave his very best, and in the end, despite the loss of a comrade, the Barsboldia fell before the Honey Dilos. And from that moment on, Dany de dilo solemnly swore to dedicate his life to the prosperous development of the Honey Dilos.